The fog had thinned somewhat, and the road was wet as if it had just rained. Liu Chang'an pressed the pavement with the tip of his shoe. It was hard.
Several more small trucks from Prosperous Vegetable Company drove past before Liu Chang'an finally pulled up beneath the farmers' market building. He parked close against the wall so as not to obstruct traffic, fully displaying his outstanding personal qualities.
The vegetable company's security guards, who had been about to go upstairs, stopped to examine the modified off-road vehicle, a rare sight in Junsha.
Men all liked cars and beautiful women. Some men would even choose cars over beautiful women, and they often used "cars" as metaphors for women—such as "fixing a car," "driving a car," "headlights," "original keys," "spare keys," "used cars," and so on.
Some even used buying, renting, maintaining, and servicing cars to describe all sorts of situations involving women. The resemblance was striking.
The guards' gazes were fixed on the modified Mercedes G63, as though they were looking up at some alluring, unattainable beauty from a luxury mall TV commercial.
Then the car door opened. The guards had been eager to see what kind of flashy character drove such a rare vehicle, but the first thing they saw was a sharp horn extending from inside.
A very large horn.
It resembled the hard, powerful horns of the water buffaloes commonly seen in rural areas in the past, the sort that often filled children with awe.
Unlike other places, Prosperous Vegetable Company's security guards were the company's true core team. Yu Chao had brought them all from his hometown. Bound by both shared roots and their joint efforts in disciplining and managing the vendors, they handled whatever Yu Chao wanted done.
They came from Jiuhua, home to the