Yang Fan drove Wang Daqiang and Gao Lanlan to the county town in a three-wheeler.
After hearing that Yang Fan was out to look at cars, Gao Lanlan went her separate way from the two of them, merely agreeing to return together in the evening.
The place that sold second-hand cars was always in the suburbs, a concentrated area with dozens of big and small car dealerships.
Except for luxury cars priced over a million, they basically had everything else, small as the three-wheelers, motorcycles, up to trucks, various types, a variety of brands of sedans.
"Old Wang, you should know quite a bit about cars, right?" Yang Fan drove the three-wheeler at a leisurely pace and asked.
He had heard that the second-hand car business was quite murky; if Wang Daqiang didn't know much, he would need to find someone who did. After all, it was something worth tens of thousands, and if he got swindled, Yang Fan would definitely feel distressed to death.
