Beep Beep Beep.
A series of crisp horn sounds made Chen Cheng, who was sitting under the Big Willow Tree at the front door, look up.
Five small box trucks parked neatly in front of Wanbao Hall, with Feng Biao coming down from the lead vehicle.
"Dacheng, take a look at these trucks, don't they look just like new?" he said with a proud smile.
Chen Cheng got up and closely examined the five small trucks in front of him.
The brand-new bodies shone brightly under the sun, the paint glossy and unscratched.
The tire treads were clearly visible, and there was a faint smell of machine oil in the air, indeed they seemed like brand-new vehicles straight from the factory.
"Are these really second-hand?" Chen Cheng asked with a smile.
Feng Biao grinned, showing a row of white teeth: "Of course! I visited many dealerships to find these, they are absolutely reliable in quality and reasonably priced!"
