Crash Course in Automotive Knowledge

A few minutes later, Jiang Mengyun walked out of the dressing room after changing her clothes.

She had taken off her baseball cap, revealing her short brown hair. She wore a black off-the-shoulder T-shirt paired with tight jeans.

Even with such a casual outfit, she still looked beautiful and elegant.

Seeing Jiang Mengyun come out, Su Yang and the others stood up and walked toward her.

"Xiao Jiang, how much for our three cups of coffee?" Song Anquan asked.

Jiang Mengyun rolled her eyes at Song Anquan. "You're my distant relative, and Su Yang is my friend. How could I possibly charge you?"

Song Anquan was a bit simple-minded. He scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "Hehe, alright, thanks then. Let's go grab something to eat."

Soon, the four of them walked out of the coffee shop, and Jiang Mengyun took out her keys from her small bag to lock the door.

At this time, Song Anquan asked, "Brother Yang, Xiao Jiang, is there anything you guys want to eat?"

"We'll eat whatever you're treating us to."

"I'm not too familiar with Haicheng either, let me look it up."

They chatted as they walked. After reaching the main road, Song Anquan stopped and said, "I took a look and there are a few options right now. One is Haicheng's local stir-fry, two is beef hotpot, and three is a seafood buffet. What do you guys feel like eating?"

Jiang Mengyun smiled, "How about hotpot?"

"I'm OK with that," Su Yang chimed in.

Wang Xiaoyan also agreed. Song Anquan looked at them and said, "Alright, hotpot it is. It's not far, just a few hundred meters away. Let's just walk over."

"Okay."

Soon, the group arrived at a popular internet-famous beef hotpot restaurant on Jianghai Road.

Song Anquan booked a small private room.

While eating, Su Yang and Song Anquan started talking about business.

Su Yang asked as he ate, "Anquan, what kind of work did you do in Hangcheng before?"

"I've done a lot of jobs: car sales, selling insurance, food delivery, courier, stuff like that. But in recent years, I learned video editing, and since then I've been editing videos for a social media company that specializes in cars."

Su Yang picked up a piece of meat and put it in his bowl. He nodded and said, "So you're quite familiar with cars and post-production editing then?"

"Yeah, exactly."

Su Yang thought to himself, 'If that's the case, I can arrange for him to do post-production at Star Spirit Media first. Once the racetrack project is settled, I can transfer him over and give him a decent position. Yeah, let's do that for now.'

After making up his mind, Su Yang looked at Song Anquan. "Would you be willing to continue doing post-production editing?"

"Sure!" Song Anquan took a sip of beer and smiled. "I originally taught myself because I liked it, so I have absolutely no problem continuing with it."

Su Yang nodded after hearing this. "Great. Are you interested in cars?"

"Hehe, bro, what do you think? I started out in car sales, and later I worked on car-related content. Of course I'm interested."

"How much do you know about cars?"

"Uh... well, if you mean the highly professional stuff, I don't really know much. When I was selling cars, I only learned the specs and configurations of the various models for the brand I was selling. I don't know the overly detailed stuff."

"Alright, I get the gist of it. Look, given our relationship, I'll just be straightforward with you."

"With your current professional background, you can first go to one of my media companies to continue doing post-production editing. The salary will definitely be higher than any company you worked for in Hangcheng."

"Of course, this is only temporary, because I don't plan on letting you do a routine job like editing forever."

"Since you trusted me and chose to come to Haicheng to develop your career, and you're very interested in cars, starting tomorrow, you need to cram and study everything about cars. Listen carefully, I mean really cram."

Looking at Su Yang's serious expression, Song Anquan knew that Su Yang was planning to have him do car-related things in the future.

He didn't know exactly what he would be doing yet, and since Su Yang didn't say, he wouldn't ask too many questions.

He nodded continuously. "Cram, right?"

"Yes, cram. You have to learn everything related to cars."

"Preferably down to the finest detail, so that you can tell me the name of any small part inside an engine, what it does, and how to deal with it if it breaks."

Su Yang paused, looking at the stunned expressions of the three, and continued, "Of course, I know it's not easy to figure all this out in a short time, but you have to do your best to study it. I have a car-related department in my company, and I'll assign you there later to make it easier for you to get the hang of it."

"No problem, bro. I learn fast when it comes to things I'm interested in."

"That's for the best. Once you become a professional in the automotive field, I'll arrange a management position for you somewhere else."

"Whoa! No problem, trust me, I can absolutely complete the mission!" Song Anquan patted his chest and promised.

Su Yang smiled. "This isn't just a mission, it's also good for your future. Learning more about car-related things will make it much easier for you to do similar work later."

"Alright! Don't worry, I'll study hard!" Song Anquan knew that Su Yang was paving the way for his future.

Not just cars; since Su Yang wanted him to take on a management role in the future, he also had to study management knowledge.

When others are willing to help you, you first have to show the right attitude.

You can't just wait for others to tell you what to do before doing it. This wasn't just a mission; it was an opportunity.

Only by becoming professional enough will others acknowledge you and feel at ease entrusting tasks to you.

Although Song Anquan looked honest and simple-minded on the surface, he was actually a very thoughtful and ambitious person.

He had always worked a routine job at his company before. He really didn't know how to kiss up to people, so it was hard for him to get ahead in his previous company.

Now that Su Yang was giving him a great opportunity for development, he had to seize it.

After the two finished talking, Su Yang looked at Wang Xiaoyan, who was sitting next to Song Anquan, and smiled. "Xiaoyan, what do you do for a living?"

"I write novels, I'm a web novel author."

"Oh? That's awesome. No wonder you followed Anquan to Haicheng. Turns out you're a freelancer, haha."

"Yeah, as long as I have a laptop, I can do this job anywhere."

"That's great."

At this point, Song Anquan smiled. "Bro, don't underestimate my wife just because she writes novels. She makes more money than I do, twenty to thirty thousand a month."

"Really? That's awesome! You definitely have to keep up the good work. The ceiling in this industry is actually quite high. Who knows, your next book might just take off and make you a top-tier author. By then, you won't just be making a few tens of thousands a month," Su Yang encouraged Wang Xiaoyan.

"Hehe, okay Brother Yang, I'll work hard!"

"That's the spirit. Once you become a top-tier author, remember to send me a signed copy of your book."

"Of course."

They were chatting so enthusiastically that they hardly ate their food.

Su Yang called out, "Let's eat while we chat, hurry up and eat."

"Okay."

After everyone had eaten for a while, Jiang Mengyun, who hadn't said much, looked at Su Yang and joked, "Su Yang, can you arrange a job for me in the automotive business you mentioned earlier?"

"You want to do it too? Sure, as long as you can do what I just told Anquan."

"Never mind then~ It's too hard, I'll just stick to running my coffee shop~"

"But do you have an automotive company besides the restaurant and Xingling Media? I remember chatting with you before, and you seemed to only have those two businesses~"

Su Yang smiled. "Well, that's a secret for now. You'll know when it's completely set up."

"Still playing mysterious~ Fine."

An hour later, the four of them finished their hot pot and walked out onto the street.

Su Yang looked at Song Anquan and asked, "Anquan, remember to add that WeChat contact I sent you earlier. I've already spoken to her. You guys can chat about the rest, and then you can go to work when it's time."

"Got it! No problem."

"Yeah, remember what I told you. Oh, right, do some more research on racing."

"Racing?" Song Anquan paused.

"That's right. Study all the top racing competitions around the world. It has a big connection to the project we're going to do next."

"Okay, brother, you can be a hundred percent assured!"

"Alright, I'll test you from time to time."

"Hehe, no problem!"

"Well then, enough about this. It's still early, only nine o'clock. How about we find a place to grab a drink?"

"Brother, I won't go. After you told me all this, I just want to go back and get started right away. I'm full of motivation now!!" Song Anquan said, his face full of excitement.

"There's no rush for this little while."

"I really won't go. You and Xiao Jiang go hang out. Xiaoyan and I will head back first, mainly because she still has to go back and write her novel."

Su Yang scratched his head. "Alright then. Anyway, you'll be in Haicheng from now on, so we can hang out anytime."

"Yeah, the two of us will take off first. Have fun, you guys~" Song Anquan laughed heartily and pulled Wang Xiaoyan, who was still talking to Jiang Mengyun, away quickly.

......

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