Chapter 83

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Xu Kunpeng's name was given to him by his father, Xu Yongqian, with the meaning that he hoped his son would grow up to be like a great Peng bird, achieving great things. Indeed, Xu Kunpeng did not disappoint his father's expectations, becoming the Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee before the age of forty. However, this position was largely due to his father's connections and relationships.

Xu Kunpeng understood this, so he always felt that he had not yet met his father's expectations. In fact, when he was young, his father often mentioned the meaning behind his name, but he never mentioned it again after he grew up. Clearly, his father still had reservations about his achievements. However, today, his father unexpectedly mentioned his name again.

Kunpeng.

Although it was just two characters and sent via text message, it made the Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee's blood boil.

Xu Kunpeng knew very well the weight of Wang Xiaqiang in his father's heart. He had to treat the car purchase as a significant matter.

"Xiaqiang, let's go to the Kempinski Hotel. It's not far from here, just a 20-minute drive..." Xu Kunpeng said, guiding Wang Xiaqiang to the hospital's parking lot.

Wang Xiaqiang muttered to himself, "A 20-minute drive is not far? You want to starve me to death?" He immediately waved his hand and said, "No need for that trouble. We can eat at a small restaurant outside the hospital..."

"That won't do. There are no decent restaurants around the hospital," Xu Kunpeng said firmly.

"It's just a meal, why be so particular? I think the fancier the restaurant, the worse the food..." Wang Xiaqiang frowned, speaking the truth.

Seeing Wang Xiaqiang's displeasure, Xu Kunpeng knew he wasn't just being polite and immediately agreed, "Alright, Mr. Wang, let's go to a restaurant outside the hospital..."

Although he said that, Xu Kunpeng still led Wang Xiaqiang to the most upscale restaurant nearby, Yipinxuan.

Even though there were only two people, Xu Kunpeng still booked a private room and ordered the most expensive dishes, along with two bottles of white wine. Wang Xiaqiang didn't hesitate, feeling very hungry and without any reservations, he dug into the food and drinks.

His eating style was somewhat like a farmer entering the city, which surprised Xu Kunpeng. He thought, "It can't be that bad, with Wang Xiaqiang's medical skills, he must make a lot of money, and he's about to buy a car. How can he look like he hasn't eaten?"

Although he didn't show it, Wang Xiaqiang could guess his thoughts. After they had a drink, Wang Xiaqiang laughed self-deprecatingly, "Do you think I eat a lot?"

"Being able to eat is a blessing," Xu Kunpeng said diplomatically.

"Actually, I just had a meal before I left home," Wang Xiaqiang explained, not wanting to be looked down upon. "But whenever I use my qigong, this happens..."

"Ah, you must have worked hard, Mr. Wang." Xu Kunpeng suddenly understood and immediately refilled their glasses, standing up and raising his glass to Wang Xiaqiang, "Here, Mr. Wang, you cured my mother's illness. I toast to you..."

Wang Xiaqiang raised his glass to clink with his and drank it all in one go.

"Mr. Wang, a small drink... is not enough to express my gratitude. Since you want to buy a car, how about this: I'll give you one... as a token of my appreciation."

During the meal, Xu Kunpeng began to implement his car-giving plan. He had thought about it for a long time, trying to figure out how to bring it up. He realized there was no good way, and since Wang Xiaqiang seemed to be a straightforward person, it was better to be direct. After saying this, he was a bit nervous, fearing he might mess it up, but to his surprise, Wang Xiaqiang didn't look displeased. Instead, he laughed and said, "Mr. Secretary, do you know what car I want to buy? What if I want a Bentley!?"

Xu Kunpeng was taken aback by Wang Xiaqiang's words. He hadn't considered that. He thought Wang Xiaqiang, being a farmer, would only want a car worth 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, but now he mentioned a Bentley worth several million. Honestly, he had never felt so awkward in his life. However, he gritted his teeth and said, "No problem. I can meet your requirements."

"Haha, I'm just a farmer. What do I need a Bentley for?" Wang Xiaqiang waved his hand and laughed. "Actually, I came today to buy a small truck, but I don't need you to pay for it. 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, I can afford it."

Hearing this, Xu Kunpeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Honestly, with his wealth, giving a Bentley wouldn't be a big deal, but it would almost drain him, and as a married man, it could cause trouble at home.

Suddenly, Xu Kunpeng grabbed Wang Xiaqiang's hand and looked at him intently, "Mr. Wang, I can see you're a straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush. If I were to give you a Bentley, my life would probably be tough from now on. But a small truck, I can afford. You saved my mother, and I have no way to repay you. This car is a token of my gratitude. I hope you won't refuse..."

"Alright." Wang Xiaqiang agreed, "Then I won't be polite!"

The moment Wang Xiaqiang said "Alright," Xu Kunpeng felt a surge of excitement and joy. This was not just a token of gratitude, but more importantly, he had fulfilled his father's expectations, becoming the "Kunpeng" in his father's heart.

Wang Xiaqiang didn't feel his actions were excessive. Treating Xu's mother had cost him a lot of spiritual energy, which was priceless. A small truck worth 200,000 to 300,000 yuan was nothing compared to that. Besides, medical expenses were very high; a simple heart surgery could cost several hundred thousand yuan.

A small truck was not too much, especially since the other party was offering it.

After a hearty meal, Wang Xiaqiang's hunger disappeared, and his fatigue was relieved. He tried his right hand under the table and found that the Five Elements Spirit Spring could still emit spiritual energy, though it was a bit weaker than before.

After the meal, Xu Kunpeng called a friend and took Wang Xiaqiang to a car dealership to buy a car.

Xu Kunpeng's friend, Liu Jun, owned several car dealerships in the provincial capital and did a big business, often benefiting from Xu Kunpeng's support. Upon receiving Xu Kunpeng's call, he immediately dropped what he was doing and rushed to the designated dealership.

Seeing the busy Secretary-General Xu come to the dealership, accompanied by a young man with mismatched clothing and a farmer-like appearance, Liu Jun was slightly taken aback but quickly greeted them with a smile.

They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. Liu Jun didn't forget to shake hands with Wang Xiaqiang, being very attentive. Regardless of who they were, as long as they were associated with Xu Kunpeng, he treated them with great respect.

Xu Kunpeng introduced Wang Xiaqiang very formally, calling him a very close friend. Liu Jun, observing their interaction, could see that Xu Kunpeng held Wang Xiaqiang, who was over a decade younger, in high regard. Although he was surprised, he didn't pry into Wang Xiaqiang's identity and became even more attentive on the surface.

Seeing the owner of the dealership treat them so warmly, the staff naturally followed suit. A plump and tall female sales manager soon brought two cups of water, smiling and serving them with great attention.

Xu Kunpeng, being short on time, didn't chat much with his old friend Liu Jun. After introducing Wang Xiaqiang, he directly stated their purpose.

Liu Jun immediately took it very seriously and personally led Wang Xiaqiang to choose a car, assuring him that the price would be highly discounted.

Wang Xiaqiang didn't hesitate and chose a JAC small truck. The staff immediately processed the paperwork, giving a significant discount and the best price. However, when it came to payment, Liu Jun was surprised to see Secretary Xu pay with his credit card. He said, "Mr. Wang forgot his wallet today, so I'll pay for him!"

Liu Jun was stunned. He could see through the situation. Who comes to buy a car without money?

Wang Xiaqiang buying a car, Secretary Xu paying for it.

This was clearly a gift!

Giving a car wasn't unusual; even luxury cars like BMWs worth 700,000 to 800,000 yuan were given as gifts. But a Provincial Party Committee Secretary giving a small truck worth 200,000 to 300,000 yuan to a young man was rare!