Return to 2000: Starting from a Car Repair Shop

Lin Xiangbei was awakened by a debt collection call. When he woke up, he was lying on the iron frame bed in the county middle school dormitory. Cicadas were chirping outside the window, and his roommate was listening to Jay Chou on the repeater - no, Jay Chou just debuted this year. Where did this tape come from? He took out the Nokia 3310 under the pillow, and the screen showed: July 9, 2000. In his previous life, he worked in Internet cafes, flipped houses, and engaged in P2P. In the end, he jumped from the twentieth floor with a huge amount of debt. In this life, he has figured out that no matter how popular he is, it is better to have real skills in his hands. Next door to his house is the only state-owned auto repair shop in the county, which will close down in two years. Lin Xiangbei climbed over the wall and knocked on the door of the factory director's house. "Uncle, I want to contract the scrap tire retreading workshop of your factory." The factory director thought the boy was crazy. Three months later, all taxis in the county were equipped with his retreaded tires, and wholesalers in the provincial capital were chasing him for goods. An enemy from his previous life drove a Santana to him for tea. He was squatting on the ground changing the oil of an Alto without raising his head: "If you have something to say, don't block my light."