"Mom, truly disappointing. I had planned to stay an extra day in China, taking this bus to fully enjoy the coastal scenery—especially, there's one particularly important place I hadn't visited yet. Now, it's really a pity! The bus broke down, and heaven didn't help me. I suppose I can't force it anymore—it's just fate!" A deeply sorrowful and wistful tone. A striking Japanese woman appeared in the crowd's view, and Liu Qingsong was completely spellbound. This Japanese beauty surpassed even China's Chang'e—indeed, even among the Four Great Beauties, I can't think of anyone who compares. How could there be such a beautiful Japanese woman? Ah well! If only I had the original factory parts, I could have gotten to know her well and even pursued her. While Liu Qingsong was still daydreaming like this, the Japanese woman had already walked away, her gait graceful and elegant, swaying gently. Liu Qingsong was even more entranced. To marry someone so beautiful would indeed be a fortune beyond measure. Liu Qingsong was still daydreaming when his head was suddenly struck hard. He looked up to see Zhang Shijie furious, glaring at him and saying, "Stop daydreaming! Didn't you see her status? She's the Japanese princess, the daughter of a noble family! Do you think you can keep up with her? Will she even consider you?" "You've really made my daughter unhappy!" This was the first time a middle-aged Japanese woman had ever raised such a fierce voice—usually so composed and polite. Now, with sharp words, Zhang Shijie and Liu Qingsong, seasoned businesspeople, knew that this vehicle had to be repaired, or else they would lose their most important client. After the woman left, Zhang and Liu complained bitterly: "We're done! Our shop is finished!" Just as they finished speaking, a voice interjected, "What's going on?" Zhang and Liu looked up to see Gao Liang. Zhang slapped his thigh and said, "Li Manager! Since you've gone, our company has truly struggled to keep going!" "Oh? Really that important?" Gao Liang gave a mischievous smile. Zhang sighed and shook his head, turning to Liu with a look of resignation and saying, "Go on, tell me." Liu then recounted everything in detail, concluding with, "Li brother!" I know you're very busy at Tianlong Real Estate, and I don't want to take up your precious time—just, I'm at a loss... "We're still brothers!" Gao Liang patted his shoulder, boosting him with confidence: "Let me take it!" Liu Qingsong had already removed the engine from the car, which was now sealed in the garage. Gao Liang was familiar with the construction of the Lexus IS300 engine, having studied automotive manufacturing at Stanford University, where he gained a solid understanding of engine design principles—especially of the Lexus lineup under Toyota. He hadn't expected to put those earlier studies into practical use so soon. Gao Liang's technical skills were truly impressive; his movements were so smooth and precise that Liu Qingsong and Zhang Shijie were both deeply impressed, and within less than half an hour, the engine had been completely disassembled. Everyone knows that engine maintenance isn't an easy task—especially for the original Lexus IS300 engine. If you're not careful and aren't familiar with its internal structure, even after disassembling it, restoring it to its original condition can be a challenge, let alone performing specific repairs. Should the repair fail, the engine could end up completely ruined, resulting in significant losses. Unexpectedly, however, Gao Huang not only fully restored the engine but also quickly identified a key component. "It's this bearing!" Gao Huang said, holding up a precision bearing. "It's locked!" Zhang Shijie and Liu Qingsong examined it carefully and said it simultaneously. At this point, a small incident occurred: Liu Qingsong wanted to take the spotlight, believing he was an expert in bearing repairs, so he took the bearing over and used the standard method to reposition the spherical ball. Unfortunately, the ball refused to settle—no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't align properly. Liu Qingsong was sweating profusely. He fetched tools and forcibly pushed the spherical bearing back to its original position. "Ha ha! Manager Zhang! Brother Li! I've fixed it!" As soon as he finished speaking, he tested it himself and found the bearing was still stuck. "Strange—how come?" "Well, it seems we're stuck now!" Zhang Shijie shook his head and turned to Gao Liang. "It's your turn!" Liu Qingsong blushed, lowered his head, and watched Gao Liang repair the bearing with just his hands—no tools needed. Gao Liang placed the bearing flat on the palm of his left hand and pressed it firmly with the right palm, then shouted, "Reset!" With a "click," when he lifted his hands, Liu Qingsong rushed over and gasped—reset! He tried rotating it gently, and the bearing spun smoothly. "Wow! It's fixed! It's fixed! Brother Li has fixed it! Brother Li is amazing!" Liu Qingsong raised his thumb in admiration. "Gao Liang! This time you've truly done a big favor for our company! I just don't know how to thank you!" Zhang Shijie was about to instruct the accountant to immediately allocate 100,000 yuan as a reward, but Gao Liang stopped him. "I didn't build this car for the money. All right, I have other matters—I'm leaving!" His phone buzzed in his pocket. He waved to Zhang Shijie and Liu Qingsong and walked off. It was Nan Gong Yan, the beautiful manager of Tianlong Real Estate—someone he hadn't contacted in a while. What could she possibly have in mind? Gao Liang hurried to Nan Gong Yan's office on the 18th floor of the Tianlong Real Estate headquarters building. She was reviewing a thick file. When she looked up and saw Gao Liang, she said, "Gao Liang, there's an important task scheduled for tomorrow that you need to complete!" "What task?" Gao Liang asked. "Here's the situation: We have a very important client who will be leaving our city of Binhai tomorrow. I'd like you to convince him to partner with us before he departs. My father has agreed to give him a 60% stake!" "Nangong Yan looked at Gao Liang with full expectations. "I don't want to go! I haven't had a single happy moment these days!" Gao Liang's words surprised Nangong Yan greatly. "Are you really not happy?" Nangong Yan glanced at Gao Liang sideways, then saw the office secretary walk away, and with no one else present, she softened her serious tone and said, "Husband! Come on, tell me what's bothering you!" "Oh! Yan'er, you actually call me husband!" Hearing someone else call him husband, Gao Liang felt a surge of joy and, playing his part, said, "My husband needs you lately!" "Go on! Go on! Off to one side!" Nangong Yan seemed to send him away, yet she felt a little pleased inside—this statement showed that Gao Liang still cared about her. "Alright, I'll go complete my mission tomorrow, though I can't guarantee success!" Gao Liang's words immediately brought the conversation back to the point, putting an end to Nangong Yan's scattered thoughts. Gao Liang only thought of his two wives, Nan Gong Yan didn't know this. Old Liang had gone, and Gao Liang took over the client information Nan Gong Yan handed him: Mr. Mitsuhiro Miyazaki, President of Nintendo of Japan. Wow! That's why Nan Gong Yan and her father had been so eager to keep such a key client! For heaven's sake, how am I supposed to convince someone of such prominence to stay and collaborate? Can I really do it? Doesn't matter—recently, life has been so dull, with nothing truly exciting. Old Liang can't guarantee success, but hey, that's fine! The next day, Gao Liang drove Nan Gong Yan's Sallen S7 toward the Donghai Bridge, the place where Mr. Miyazaki was about to depart. Binhai has so many attractions—Level 88 observation deck at Jinmao Tower, the Oriental Pearl TV Tower, Chenghong Temple, Sun Island Resort, Century Park… Yet, as the President of Nintendo of Japan, Mr. Miyazaki was coming all the way to the coastal Donghai Bridge in the southeastern part of the city. What a surprise! The sleek sedan smoothly entered the East China Sea Bridge.