At the end of the 1970s.
The weather in Renshan Town that day was terrible, with wind howling and dead leaves swirling about. The distant sky appeared heavy as if a curtain was falling, indicating that a heavy rain was imminent.
Big Head Zhang was drunk, staggering back home. In such a small town, who didn't know everyone? Everyone was aware of his character. Therefore, as he walked along, apart from a few idlers, people took the long way around to avoid getting too close to him.
Not far away, a Japanese car was slowly approaching.
Not many in town were familiar with the brand, but in those days, anyone who could afford a car didn't need to know what kind it was. It was enough to know that the owner was wealthy and powerful.
The car gently stopped in the middle of the road, and a middle-aged man got out of the driver's seat and hurriedly opened the rear door on the right.