After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

"In our system, if you don't have high-quality major clients, you have no say. Take my office, for example, we didn't have any customer with deposits over two million throughout the whole quarter. It's tough!"

When Yang Hao returned to his seat, Yang Guofu, with a bit of drunkenness, was complaining about the difficulties of his job.

"Third brother, now that the big client is back, you should chat with Hao about this!"

Seeing Yang Hao come back, Liang Xiaojun immediately said with a grin.

"Let Hao take care of his business in Jiangcheng; I won't bother my great-nephew with these trifles." Yang Guofu immediately waved his hand, not willing to take advantage like Liang Xiaojun, always eager to grab any opportunity.

Yang Hao glanced at his third uncle but didn't comment. However, he had his plans in mind.

He still had a billion in his card earmarked for filial duties.

The full-month celebration ended.

Yang Hao stopped Yang Guofu in the parking lot: "Third uncle, are you sure you haven't drunk too much?"

"No, I've barely started!"

Yang Guofu usually entertained a lot, so his alcohol tolerance was quite good.

"Then let's go to your office for a bit."

"Huh?"

"What for?"

Yang Guofu was completely baffled.

"To deposit some money for my parents."

"Just to boost your performance a bit, third uncle," said Yang Hao with a chuckle.

"Hao, you don't have to listen to Liang Xiaojun!"

"You know what kind of person he is!" Yang Guofu shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with him!"

"I was going to deposit money for my parents' retirement anyway," Yang Hao shrugged.

"Hao, you have many places to spend your money. Your dad and I have enough from our pensions,"

"Besides, the health spa that Xinyi gave us can make money too," He Yufen immediately chimed in, trying to dissuade her son when she heard he planned to deposit money for them.

"Mom, just let me handle this."

"Consider it me keeping it safe for you!"

Yang Hao couldn't explain in detail, so he found a casual excuse.

"Hao, then how much do you want to deposit?"

Seeing that his great-nephew was serious, Yang Guofu immediately asked.

"Let's deposit twenty million for now," said Yang Hao, afraid that mentioning a billion would scare his parents and third uncle.

He decided to start slowly by first depositing twenty million.

Even that figure, however, gave Yang Guofu quite a shock, sobering him up.

"Twenty million?"

"Hao, are you really going to deposit twenty million??"

Yang Guofu's eyes widened. Having a customer with a deposit of twenty million would give him swagger at bureau meetings.

The deputy director managing him would surely not dare to utter another word!

Even if the post office fired him, he wouldn't panic.

Nowadays, with a big customer who has twenty million in deposits, securing a job at any bank would be an absolute breeze.

And He Yufen and Old Mr. Yang were even more dumbfounded.

Forget twenty million!

They had never even seen two million in their entire lives!!

"Hao, isn't that too much..."

After being stunned for a while, He Yufen finally came back to her senses.

"It's not too much."

"Isn't the purpose of earning money to spend on you and Xixi?"

Yang Hao smiled, then said to Yang Guofu, "Third uncle, it's best if you and third aunt are the only ones who know about this."

"I understand!"

Yang Guofu nodded solemnly, aware that it's important not to flaunt wealth.

Besides, it was obvious that Yang Hao didn't want the Liang father and son to know about this, or else they might come asking to borrow money.

Next, Sun Xinyi, who hadn't drunk any alcohol, drove everyone to the post office where Yang Guofu worked.

Yang Hao not only deposited a twenty-million fixed-term account in his mother's name but also put five million in her bank card as a current account for everyday expenses.

Suddenly becoming a rich woman with twenty-five million in deposits, He Yufen was a bit bewildered and needed time to get used to her new status as a wealthy matron.

After the surprise, Old Mr. Yang felt a bit depressed.

Twenty-five million!

Not a single penny was in his name.

It was foreseeable that he would still be living under his spouse's rule!

The reason Yang Hao didn't deposit the money in his father's name was because he thought his old man was too much of a show-off, not well-suited to handle money.

Otherwise, who knew what kind of mess could happen!

Leaving the post office.

Yang Hao was ready to return.

He had taken care of the things he came back for. His parents' retirement was secured, so he could return to Jiangcheng without worries.

"Xinyi, keep this with you,"

"Send me a Weixun message when you have free time..."

Before leaving, He Yufen handed over a gold bracelet wrapped in a handkerchief to Sun Xinyi.

Given the current price of gold, this bracelet might be worth a little over ten thousand.

But the bracelet clearly meant more than its monetary value, signifying He Yufen's approval of Sun Xinyi as her future daughter-in-law.

"Thank you, auntie,"

Sun Xinyi received the bracelet, clearly delighted.

Because she understood the significance of the bracelet, she now felt acknowledged as Yang's mother's prospective daughter-in-law.

"Mom, do you have more bracelets like this one?"

Before getting in the car, Yang Hao approached his mother and whispered.

"Hm?"

"What do you mean by that?" He Yufen looked at her son, puzzled.

"Nothing!"

"Just asking." Yang Hao smiled and waved off the question, then added, "Now that our family isn't short on money, buy more bracelets like this when you have time."

"Swap them around!"

After saying this, Yang Hao got in the car.

Having had some drinks, he directly joined Xixi in the back seat, leaving the driving to Sun Xinyi.

"Old Yang, what do you think Hao meant by telling me to buy more bracelets?"

As they watched the fading U8 driving away, He Yufen asked in confusion.

"What else could it mean? He's telling you to spend money!"

"You can't expect him to bring another daughter-in-law back after a few days..."

Old Mr. Yang casually replied, then said, "Let's hurry home and continue packing; move over there as soon as possible!"

Old Mr. Yang was eager to move to the new house with more than two hundred square meters; who would stay in the old house?

The trip from Yicheng back to Jiangcheng was over three hundred kilometers.

Since there was plenty of time, there was no rush, and they took breaks every two rest areas.

Halfway through the journey.

Yang Hao received a call from Liu Zifeng.

"Hao, are you free tonight?"

"Just having some drinks with a brother."

There was no need for politeness between the two, they always spoke directly about matters.

"Sure."

Yang Hao really had no plans for the evening, so he readily agreed.

"Aren't you going to ask what's wrong with your brother?"

Liu Zifeng asked with a downbeat tone.

"Broke up?"

In Yang Hao's experience, when the other party asked him to drink, it was usually because of a breakup.

And it had been the same for over a decade.

"Yeah, we broke up."

"That's not right, weren't you two talking about getting married this time?"

Yang Hao teased, though he actually had a rather good impression of Feng Lina.

"Don't mention it, it's a long story."

"Let's talk about it tonight!"

"Okay!"

Yang Hao replied, and then hung up the phone.

In the evening.

Yang Hao returned to Jiangcheng, rested at home for a bit, changed his clothes, and then went out.

At this point, the importance of the young nanny Jiang Yuqi became evident. After she arrived at the house, Yang Hao could go out without worries, without having to be concerned about Xixi being unattended.

At a barbecue restaurant, Yang Hao met up with Liu Zifeng.

He then learned that Feng Lina had discovered Liu Zifeng's flirtatiously ambiguous text messages with a female salesperson from the store, and she decisively proposed to break up.

"So it was you who cheated!"

Yang Hao was somewhat speechless, as he had thought his brother had finally settled down.

But no, it was the same old story!

"Really, there's nothing between that Little Wang and me, it's just that the chat went a bit too far."

Liu Zifeng looked inoccent.

"Alright then!"

"Flirting is flirting!"

"Here are two words for you: Deserved it!!"

Yang Hao said disdainfully, curling his lip, but then he thought that his own situation was even more frivolous than his 'playboy' brother's!

Forget it, morals are always for constraining others!

Moreover, I didn't deliberately conceal anything.

Yibao and Meng Chacha both know about each other's existence.

And Xueru doesn't care about these things...

So, I'm upright and open!!

"Bro, how about I take you to get a foot massage?"

In truth, Yang Hao had agreed to accompany Liu Zifeng for drinks partly out of self-interest.

The charitable mission "The Tycoon's Magnanimity" triggered previously at Miss Color Huang Qing's place still remained undone!

Love starts with the chime, but when the chime stops, it's hard to calm the heart!!

I'm not just washing my feet, I'm cleansing the mud from the journey through life!

And so, these feet must be washed!

Moreover, the reward for this charitable mission was tremendous, with one being "Charitable Spending Cash Tenfold Cashback" and two being "Kidney Energy Value +5, Kidney Strengthening Potion*1."

"Foot massage?"

"Is it the legitimate kind?"

Liu Zifeng asked.

"It should be..."

Yang Hao wasn't sure either.

"Then forget it!"

Liu Zifeng shook his head: "Might as well do it at home, and save money!"

"You deserved to be dumped!!"

Yang Hao rolled his eyes and then sent a direct message to Miss Color Huang Qing: Can your masseuses at the Foot Bath City teach a class?

Miss Color: Of course they can!!

Miss Color: Are you coming, Yang?

Miss Color: I'll arrange the best for you!!

Huang Qing replied in a second, as she had been waiting for this big customer.

"I asked for you, they can teach."

After receiving the reply, Yang Hao told Liu Zifeng.

"Damn!"

"Then what are we waiting for!"

"Let's go!!"

Liu Zifeng immediately got up from his seat.

"What's the hurry?"

"The masseuse won't run away..."

Yang Hao also got up, picking up his jacket from the chair.

Half an hour later.

They took a cab to Red Romantic Foot Bath City.

The Foot Bath City was rather large in scale, and the design of the storefront was quite luxurious.

"Yang, you finally made it!"

"I've got everything ready..."

Huang Qing had already been waiting in the lobby upon learning of Yang Hao's arrival. The Miss Color was still dressed in her beloved leather clothes, though in a different style this time.

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"You do have regular services here, right?" Yang Hao asked.

"Of course, we have major and minor services."

Huang Qing replied cheerfully.

"In that case, you arrange for this brother to go for a major service, and I'll do a minor one..."

Yang Hao was not yet desperate to the point of seeking thrills at a foot massage place; he was simply there to complete a task.

"Ah?"

"Alright!!"

Huang Qing was somewhat surprised, as she had really prepared the most attractive masseuses in the store, not expecting Yang to abstain.

But she probably guessed Yang Hao's thoughts. A tycoon like him wouldn't lack for beauties, so there was really no need to come to her shop for an affair.

"Xiao Yu, take this gentleman up to the third floor, make sure he is well taken care of!"

Huang Qing gestured to a waitress.

The latter immediately assisted a slightly drunk Liu Zifeng up the stairs.

Huang Qing then walked up to Yang Hao and naturally linked arms with him: "Yang, let's go to the second floor."

"Honghong, use the intercom to notify that all masseuses who are not currently with a client should go to VIP1 room."

As she walked upstairs with Yang Hao, Huang Qing instructed the female receptionist.

Soon, Huang Qing led Yang Hao into an opulently decorated private room.

"Yang, I've had all the masseuses called here for you to choose. If you're not satisfied with any, I'll call down the major service masseuses from upstairs. They can do the minor services as well, though their technique might not be quite professional... "