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The name Xu Kunpeng was given by his father, Xu Yongqian, with the hope that when his son grew up, he would do something great like a Kunpeng spreading its wings. Indeed, Xu Kunpeng did not disappoint his father. He became the Provincial Party Committee Secretary before the age of forty, although this position was largely due to his family's connections and relationships.

Xu Kunpeng understood this, which was why he always felt that he had not met his father's expectations. In fact, when he was young, his father often mentioned the significance of his name, but hadn't brought it up again after he grew up. Obviously, his father didn't hold a tolerant attitude towards his son's actions, but unexpectedly, he mentioned his name today.

Kunpeng.

Although it was just two words and they came in a text message, it was enough to make the Provincial Party Committee Secretary's blood surge with excitement.

By now, Xu Kunpeng knew the weight Wang Xiaoqiang held in his father's heart, and he decided to treat giving the car as a major project.

"Little Qiang, let's go to the Kempinski Hotel; it's not far from here, just a 20-minute drive..." Xu Kunpeng said as he led Wang Xiaoqiang towards the hospital's parking lot.

Wang Xiaoqiang muttered to himself that a 20-minute drive was not considered far and thought, are you trying to starve me to death? He immediately waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that trouble, eating at a small restaurant outside the hospital will do..."

"That won't do. There are no decent restaurants around this hospital," Xu Kunpeng insisted resolutely.

"Why make such a big deal out of a meal? The way I see it, the fancier the restaurant, the worse the food gets..." Wang Xiaoqiang frowned, speaking an undeniable truth.

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

Even so, Xu Kunpeng still brought Wang Xiaoqiang to the most high-class place nearby, the First-Class Pavilion.

Although there were only two of them, Xu Kunpeng still ordered a private room and chose an array of expensive dishes, along with two bottles of white liquor. Wang Xiaoqiang didn't hold back. Hungry and without any reservations, he started devouring the lavish spread set before him.

His eating manners looked somewhat like a farmer's first time in the city, which surprised Xu Kunpeng. He thought to himself, it can't be that bad. With Wang Xiaoqiang's "medical skills", he must make a good amount of money, not to mention he's about to buy a car. Why does he look as if he hasn't eaten?

Although Xu Kunpeng didn't show it on the surface, Wang Xiaoqiang could guess what he was thinking. After they had a drink together, Wang Xiaoqiang laughed at himself, "Do you think I eat a lot?"

"Being able to eat is a blessing," Xu Kunpeng knew what to say.

"Actually, I had just eaten before I came from home." Wang Xiaoqiang didn't want to be underestimated, and he wanted to explain, "However, every time I use Qigong, this happens..."

"Ah, you've worked hard, Mr. Wang." Realizing the reason, Xu Kunpeng immediately refilled their glasses with liquor, stood up, and raised his glass to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Here, Mr. Wang, you've cured my mother's illness, I toast to you..."

Wang Xiaoqiang picked up his glass to meet Xu's, and they drank it down in one go.

"Mr. Wang, a small toast... is not enough to express my gratitude. Since you are planning to buy a car, how about this, let me gift you one... as a token of my appreciation."

Xu Kunpeng had already begun setting his plan to give a car in motion during the meal. He had been thinking for a while about how to broach the subject, and after much deliberation, he couldn't find a good approach. Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang was also a straight-talking man, it seemed better to be straightforward than to beat around the bush.

After speaking, he felt nervous, worried that his ruse might backfire, but to his surprise, Wang Xiaoqiang showed no displeasure and laughed heartily, "Secretary Xu, do you know what kind of car I want to buy? What if I want a Bentley?"

Xu Kunpeng was caught off guard by Wang Xiaoqiang's remark; he hadn't considered this. Originally, he thought Wang Xiaoqiang, a mere farmer, would be interested in a car worth a few hundred thousand at most, not a luxury vehicle like a Bentley that costs millions. To be honest, he had never felt so embarrassed. Still, he bit the bullet and said, "No problem. I can meet your request."

"Haha, what would a small farmer like me do with a Bentley?" Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand and laughed, "Actually, I came today to look at a small truck. But don't worry about the money. It's only twenty or thirty thousand; I'm not short on cash."

Xu Kunpeng saw Wang Xiaoqiang speak like this and heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, with his financial resources, giving away a Bentley wasn't a problem, but doing so would nearly drain him, not to mention that he had a family. Who knew if this would lead to a rift with his spouse at home.

Xu Kunpeng suddenly grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang's hand, looked him in the eye, and said, "Mr. Wang, I can tell you're a straightforward person, so I'll be direct. If I were to give you a Bentley, I'm afraid my life would become difficult in the future. However, a small truck, that I can afford. You saved my mother, and I have nothing with which to repay you; let this truck represent my gratitude.

I hope you will not refuse again…"

"Alright," Wang Xiaoqiang agreed. "Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

The moment Wang Xiaoqiang said "alright," Xu Kunpeng was filled with excitement and thrill, because not only had a token of gratitude been offered, but more importantly, he had fulfilled his father's charge to him; he had become the "Kunpeng" in his father's eyes.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't think his actions were excessive; treating Xu's mother had cost him a great deal of Spiritual Energy, which was invaluable. A mere small truck, worth two or three hundred thousand, was nothing in comparison. Besides, medical expenses were skyrocketing nowadays; a simple heart surgery could cost several hundred thousand!

A small truck was truly not too much to ask for, especially since the other party was insistent on offering it!

After a big meal, Wang Xiaoqiang's hunger disappeared, and his fatigue eased. Under the table, he tried, and found that the Five Elements Spiritual Spring could still emit Spiritual Energy under the control of willpower, just a little finer than before.

Full from food and wine, Xu Kunpeng made a phone call to a friend, then took Wang Xiaoqiang to buy a car at his friend's dealership.

Xu Kunpeng's friend, Liu Jun, owned several dealerships in the Provincial Capital, and business was thriving. Naturally, Xu Kunpeng's support was frequent. Upon hearing that Xu Kunpeng was visiting his dealership, Liu Jun dropped everything and rushed to the location.

Seeing the busy Secretary-General Xu entering the dealership, accompanied by a young man whose attire and demeanor didn't quite match, Liu Jun was a bit taken aback, but quickly greeted them with a smile.

They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries.

After shaking hands with Xu Kunpeng, Liu Jun also made sure to be courteous to Wang Xiaoqiang. No matter who the person was or what their status, he was exceedingly polite to anyone acquainted with Xu Kunpeng.

Xu Kunpeng introduced Wang Xiaoqiang very formally, defining him as a very close friend. Observing Xu Kunpeng's respectful and attentive demeanor toward Wang Xiaoqiang, who was more than a decade his junior, Liu Jun was inwardly surprised but didn't delve into Wang Xiaoqiang's background. Outwardly, he was even more cordial.

Seeing how warmly the dealership owner treated them, the staff members followed suit. Soon enough, a voluptuous sales manager named Gao Tao came over with two cups of water and offered them to the two men with a beaming smile, providing impeccable service.

Xu Kunpeng was short on time, so without many pleasantries with his old friend Liu Jun, he got straight to the point after introducing Wang Xiaoqiang.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jun took it very seriously and personally led Wang Xiaoqiang to choose a vehicle.

He repeatedly assured Wang Xiaoqiang that he could just pick any model he liked, promising that the price would definitely be advantageous.

Wang Xiaoqiang, not to beat around the bush, chose a Jianghuai small truck. The staff promptly processed the paperwork, gave him a substantial discount, and closed the deal at the most favorable price. However, what surprised Liu Jun was that Secretary Xu was the one who paid with a bank card, mentioning casually, "Oh, Mr. Wang forgot his wallet today, so I'm paying for him!"

Liu Jun was momentarily stunned; he could see what was going on. Who buys a car without bringing money?

Wang Xiaoqiang buys a car, Secretary-General Liu pays.

This was obviously gifting a car!

Giving away cars wasn't uncommon—there had even been BMWs worth seven or eight hundred thousand given away—let alone a small truck worth a little over two hundred thousand. What was rare was a Provincial Party Committee Secretary-General giving a car to a young person!

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