After Divorce, I Inherited The Game's Fortune
/ After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune Chapter 108
Chapter 108: 101, True* Repair Range Hood (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Fat Peng really wanted to laugh, but he was afraid that if he did, his patron Yang wouldn't be pleased.
So, he ended up in a state of trying to contain his laughter, biting his teeth so hard while the fat on his chubby face trembled slightly from the upturned corners of his mouth…
“If you want to laugh, just laugh. Don't fucking hold it in until you hurt yourself internally!”
Yang Hao rolled his eyes, Fat Peng's expression made him really uncomfortable–it would be better if he'd just laughed openly.
“Er, hahaha…”
“Yang, actually, I didn't, didn't feel like laughing…”
Fat Peng laughed while denying the fact that he wanted to laugh.
Damn!
Die in a ditch!!
Yang Hao cursed inwardly but picked up Xixi and said with a serious face, “Don't learn from Peng Haoxuan in the future.”
“But Daddy said it's affectionate to call him that~!”
Xixi pouted her little mouth.
Yang Hao was at a loss for words, “Okay, I take back the boomerang.”
“Daddy, what is a boomerang?” Xixi asked, puzzled.
“It's nothing, I'm taking you to your drawing class!”
Yang Hao patted the little girl's forehead and then said to Jiang Yuqi, “Mrs. Jiang, I'll first drop Xixi off at the supplementary class, and I'll come back to pick you up later.”
“Mhm, no rush, I'll be off work later.”
The two had agreed yesterday that Yang Hao would help Mrs. Jiang repair her range hood.
Yep, this time it was for real–repairing the range hood!
Also, yesterday Yang Hao received his first skill from the System while doing a task for NPC Wang Xueru: Master Level Home Appliance Repair Skill!
So, Yang Hao now truly had a skill to his name!
“Yang, are you really not going to add that female author?”
Before leaving, Fat Peng asked yet again.
“Not adding!”
Yang Hao decisively refused.
A female author mixing into the male readers' domain–normal in spirit, my foot!
It's the same principle as male authors meddling in the female readers' domain…
Just picture Fat Peng writing romance torture novels in the female domain, and you'll get it!
“Alright~”
Fat Peng seemed a bit disappointed, not expecting that even the beauty trick wouldn't work.
Yang Hao dropped Xixi off at the drawing class training center and then returned to the kindergarten.
After a short wait,
Jiang Yuqi got off work.
The young Mrs. Jiang went for the sweet-girl style, wearing a gray one-piece sweater, looking very obedient with her slightly curled long hair.
It was already mid to late March, a time for erratic clothing choices. Walking the streets of Jiangcheng, you'd find that fashionable young women had already started showing off their thighs, while conservative aunties remained bundled up tight.
Jiang Yuqi was clearly among the fashionable young women. Her one-piece sweater had a rather unusual design. Every time Yang Hao saw someone wearing something similar, he couldn't help but worry about their convenience when using the restroom…
“Yang, thanks for going to the trouble of coming all this way.”
After the meet-up, Jiang Yuqi politely said.
“It's no trouble at all, just a small effort.”
Yang Hao waved his hand, indicating for Jiang Yuqi to get into the car.
The apartment that Mrs. Jiang rented was a ten-minute drive from the kindergarten. It was in a standard residential area, much better than the resettlement community where Yang Hao was currently living.
The residential area separated pedestrians from traffic, so Yang Hao could only park outside the community and then walk in with Jiang Yuqi.
On the way, Yang Hao chatted with Mrs. Jiang about Xixi's performance at the kindergarten.
The feedback he got was that she could eat, could sleep, but always felt sleepy during study time…
Alright, the signs of poor academic performance had already begun to show!
The apartment Jiang Yuqi rented was on the 17th floor and also had a fingerprint lock.
She entered her fingerprint, the door opened, and then she froze.
“Ah?”
“Little aunt!!”
“You're at home…”
In the living room, there was a woman trying on clothes–a backless evening gown–and for the purpose of seeing the effect, she had gone braless. She was standing sideways in front of a fitting mirror, and from the angle of the doorway, one had a very generous view.
If it had just been Jiang Yuqi returning home, naturally it wouldn't matter, but now Yang Hao was standing right behind her.
“Qiqi, why did you bring a man home??”
Cai Meichen was shocked and hurriedly adjusted her stance to face the doorway.
Having had his fill of the view, Yang Hao, the gentleman, turned away: “Sorry, I'm here to help fix the range hood.”
“Qiqi, you could have told me in advance…”
Cai Meichen picked up the clothes on the sofa and quickly slipped back into the bedroom.
Jiang Yuqi stuck out her tongue lightly, thinking to herself: You always come and go without notice; how would I know you're at home!
“Yang, come in.”
“She's gone back to her room already!”
Jiang Yuqi changed into her slippers and then waved Yang Hao in.
However, the apartment they rented didn't have slippers for men, so Jiang Yuqi had to hand over a pair of women's slippers to Yang Hao.
“Yang, we don't usually have men here, so please make do with these.”
Yang Hao didn't mind, but seeing his size 43 feet squeezed into someone's size 39 pink slippers was quite comical.
“Was that just your little aunt??”
Yang Hao was mainly curious about the term “little aunt,” as the woman didn't look too old, probably only around thirty.
“Mhm, she's my actual little aunt.”
“She's usually very busy with work, often traveling and entertaining, and seldom at home.”
Jiang Yuqi briefly explained.
But then, another question arose: she was surnamed Jiang, while her aunt was called Cai Meichen.
Normally, they should share the same family name.
But Yang Hao didn't know Cai Meichen's name, so he didn't have such doubts.
And the truth was, Jiang Yuqi had changed her surname to her mother's because her dad ran off with another woman when she was very young, and there had been no news of him ever since.
Upon learning that the person was indeed Jiang Yuqi's younger aunt, Yang Hao didn't ask any further but took a look at the living environment of Jiang Yuqi's rented house.
It was a three-bedroom house, with a total area of about 120 square meters.
Yang Hao remembered that Liang XiaoLu, the homeroom teacher of the second-year class he had won the tug of war with during the parents-children sports day, seemed to be Jiang Yuqi's roommate, which meant that three women were living in this house.
Divided among the three of them, the rent should not be expensive.
“Yang, here's some water for you.”
Jiang Yuqi handed a bottle of mineral water to Yang Hao.
“Thanks.”
Yang Hao took the water but felt the scene was strangely familiar.
He remembered that when he had fixed the range hood for Wang Xueru, she seemed to have given him a bottle of mineral water as well.
“I'll go check the range hood first.”
Although Yang Hao took the mineral water, he didn't drink it and went straight into the kitchen.
Having acquired the Master Level Home Appliance Repair Skill, he was quite eager to test his skills.
Plus, for a man, fixing something carried a sense of accomplishment…
Yang Hao turned on the range hood and found that the suction was weak, and the sound didn't seem quite right either.
“I need to take it apart and check.”
Yang Hao said to Jiang Yuqi, who was standing at the kitchen doorway.
“That would trouble you, Yang,” Jiang Yuqi said, making a pleading gesture.
Because he had to repair the range hood, Yang Hao purposefully brought a toolbox upstairs, and having the basic tools at hand, he began to display his home appliance repair skills.
Just as he was focused on dismantling the range hood, Cai Meichen, who had changed into conservative home clothes, came out of her room and asked Jiang Yuqi, “How was that dress just now?”
“It was really pretty!”
Jiang Yuqi answered truthfully.
“Master, what do you think?”
Cai Meichen then looked towards Yang Hao.
“Uh…”
“Are you asking me??”
This was the first time Yang Hao had been addressed as “master.”
In fact, it wasn't wrong.
I'm the professional, Yang, the master in repairing range hoods and unclogging drains!
“Didn't you see it as well?”
Cai Meichen felt that as a man, Yang Hao's opinion would carry more weight.
“Uh, very nice (white)!”
Yang Hao recalled the scene from just now, his mind filled only with the image of a fair back and the perfectly shaped semicircles.
As for the clothes?
Who would notice the clothes at first glance in that situation!
“Young aunt, Yang isn't a repairman, he's a parent from our class.”
“He just happens to be good at fixing range hoods, so I asked him to come and help.”
Seeing that Cai Meichen had actually mistaken Yang Hao for a repairman, Jiang Yuqi hurriedly explained.
“Oh, I see!”
“I'm sorry.”
Cai Meichen quickly apologized.
“No worries.”
Yang Hao waved his hand nonchalantly, continuing to test his skills.
Cai Meichen and Jiang Yuqi, the aunt and niece pair, started to chat idly.
“Young aunt, you got off work so early today!”
“I have already resigned from my previous job.”
“Uh, resigned?”
Jiang Yuqi was somewhat surprised, as the young aunt hadn't mentioned resigning before.
“I submitted my resignation last month and just finished handing over this morning.”
“I was planning to take a break, but a headhunting company has offered me a pretty good job, and I plan to give it a try tomorrow.”
“What job?”
Jiang Yuqi asked curiously.
“Do you know about Jiangcheng Newspaper Group?” Cai Meichen asked back.
“I know.”
Jiang Yuqi nodded.
“The position I'm interviewing for is the Director of the President's Office at Jiangcheng Newspaper Group. I heard they just changed their president; I have no idea what kind of temperament or character this president has…” Cai Meichen said wistfully.
Hearing this, Yang Hao, who had been concentrating on repairing the range hood, subconsciously looked up at Cai Meichen.
He truly hadn't expected to meet someone here who was going for an interview for the director position…
However, this woman's image and figure did fit the entry requirements of the Harem Girls though it was yet to be seen how capable she was.
Now that the Harem Girls already had two shirkers, Sun Xinyi and Wang Bingru, they absolutely couldn't have a third, or the girl group would be done for!
“With a company as big as Jiangcheng Newspaper Group, the president must be pretty old, right?”
Jiang Yuqi casually remarked.
“Yeah, he should be an old man. I hope he isn't a pervert!”
“No matter how much they pay me, I wouldn't work for a pervert!” Cai Meichen stated firmly.
“Excuse me for chiming in…”
At this, Yang Hao, playing with a screwdriver in his hand, said with a chuckle, “As far as I know, the president of Jiangcheng Newspaper Group isn't an old man; he's only in his thirties and is definitely not a pervert. He's upright, highly moral, and always ready to help others!”
“Uh, how do you know that?”
Cai Meichen looked skeptically at Yang Hao.
“Yang, you don't work for Jiangcheng Newspaper Group, do you?”
Jiang Yuqi added curiously.
Chapter end
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