Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Then you..." Zhang Lanfeng looked at Yang Zongbao in surprise, not realizing it until he said it out loud, that he actually had no reason to be angry, and it seemed like everything was his own doing.

  "Do you know why I've been tolerating you time and time again? It's because when I was down on my luck, you helped me out with food. Now that the favor has been returned, don't provoke me again, or it won't be so amicable next time." Yang Zongbao finally let out a sigh of relief: "Kang Le, Zhou Yi is gone."

  "Wait, where is Mei Wenxin now?" Zhang Lanfeng gritted his teeth and asked.

  "Furong Road, Yang's residence." Yang Zongbao said and took the two away.

  "Master, why are you walking so fast?" Yang Zongbao was taking huge strides ahead, and Zhou Yi had to run and jump to keep up.

  "Ma Xiao Jian ran away without paying for his meal."

  Yang Zongbao's explanation made Zhou Yi's mouth twitch, how could there be such a shameless person under the sky.

  When you're happy, then you follow along without a care.

  After walking for a long time, Yang Zongbao found that Kang Le was still following him and said: "Kang Le, I really didn't mean it."

  "What?" Kang Le interrupted Yang Zongbao before he could finish, saying: "Not interested? I've taken a liking to you, what's wrong with me? You won't even do this kind of favorable business?"

  "I've thought about it, I have someone else in my heart, can you tolerate that?" Yang Zongbao didn't think Kang Le was bad, but rather felt that this girl was very straightforward and had a unique way of thinking. Any man would be attracted to her, or else Zhou Yi wouldn't have been so reckless tonight. But attraction is one thing, emotions are another matter altogether. So it's better to cut through the mess quickly now.

  "I... " Kang Le was just saying that it's great to share good men, but when Yang Zongbao asked him back, he hesitated. In today's society, monogamy is the norm, and if we really had a polygamous system like in feudal times, as a modern woman who grew up under the red flag, I would find it unacceptable, so Kang Le hesitated.

  Yang Zongbao took advantage of Kang Le's distraction and pulled Zhou Yishan away.

  "Master, hello..." Zhou Yi said gloomily.

  "What's good?" Yang Zongbao said with a bad tone.

  "...it's completely different from when I first met you." Zhou Yi finally managed to squeeze out this sentence after a long time.

  "Is it?" Yang Zongbao didn't think he had changed much: "Let's go."

  "Where are we going? Go back to sleep." Yang Zongbao looked at Zhou Yi with disdain, this kid's brain was messed up today, and he couldn't even think of such a simple thing.

  "Oh." Zhou Yi followed honestly.

  After returning to the apartment, Bao Guo was playing video games and said when he saw Yang Zongbao and others come back: "I left noodles for you." Then he continued to play with his head down.

  "Brother Guo, what game is this?" Zhou Yi came over with interest and joined Baoguo in front of the TV to study it together.

  Yang Zongbao shrugged indifferently. Having eaten too much for dinner, he quickly took a bath and returned to his room. He picked up his brush and wrote the character "jing" (quiet) over 20 times before calming down.

  These days, Yang Zongbao also felt that he was floating, as if it started from the New Year. Indeed, it's the corrupting influence of sugar-coated bullets and privilege. If Zhou Yi hadn't reminded him tonight, he might have been indulging for a while longer. Perhaps this is the purpose of the Yang family, or maybe not. Since he had already started writing, Yang Zongbao continued to write "Qingyuan Spring Snow"...

  Furong Road, Yang's residence.

  An elderly woman with a kind face is embroidering flowers on white fabric with blue thread. Sitting next to her is a woman full of Chinese charm, obviously Yang Fenghuang.

  "Grandma, when do you think Yang Zongbao will wake up?" Yang Fenghua fiddled with her fingers stained with turmeric.

  "What's wrong, are you impatient?" Mrs. Yang was looking for a needle.

  "Some people are bored. But grandma, you're really generous, giving away 10% of the shares in this mansion just like that?" Yang Fenghua pouted her small mouth. It's strange to say, but Yang Fenghua was born with red lips, as if she had applied lipstick, which made her look extremely beautiful. Even the action of pouting wasn't something ordinary women could compare to.

  "Those things will be his sooner or later, don't make any more fuss. Listen to me, Yang Shuo is not a good thing, in other aspects he didn't learn from his father, only in the aspect of women he has some ability." The old lady's words were double-edged.

  "This is my freedom." Yang Fenghua couldn't take it as soon as she heard this.

  "It's up to you, I'm just warning you so you won't regret it later. If you don't seize the opportunity now, someone else will come along and you'll be too late." The old lady put down her needle and thread, preparing to make one final attempt at persuasion.

  "Don't worry, I Yang Fenghuang have never regretted anything. Even if I don't like Yang Zongbao now, even if I really miss him in the future, I'm willing to be a concubine." Yang Fenghuang said this with her mouth, but she didn't think so in her heart. Just looking at Yang Zongbao's smug appearance during this period of time, she would never have good feelings for such a man for the rest of her life.

  "Alright, you go rest." The old lady was too weak to persuade anymore and could only calm herself down. However, when Yang Fenghua walked down the stairs, the old lady added a sentence: "Don't make too much noise, even people who don't care about me know it, let alone those who are watching you?"

  Yang Fenghua's body paused for a moment, and she walked away without saying a word.

  "Madam..."

  Yang Fenghua left, and suddenly Da Biaozi Mei Shu flashed out.

  "What's wrong with Zongbao?" The old lady took over the longan and red date tea from Uncle Mei, sipped a mouthful and asked.

  "Little master..." Mei Shu whispered a few words in the old lady's ear.

  "That kid looks timid, but unexpectedly has a big nerve, probably cheating on another girl. Originally, Mei Wenxin was all talk and no action, I thought that kid's eyes were on the soles of his feet. Now this one is not reliable either, go check whose child he is."

  "Is madam unhappy?" Mei Shu noticed that the old lady's tone was very unpleasant.

  "Let me grandson cross the road with his eyes closed? This kind of girl thinks too highly of herself, she's going to get a good scolding in the future."

  "Yes."

  ……

  Yang Fenghua drove out of the Yang mansion overnight. She didn't expect that as soon as Yang Zongbao appeared, he would completely gain the old lady's favor. She couldn't see what was good about him, and after getting a few houses, he became arrogant. Now it seems like he is useless. Especially when finding a woman, he chose someone who had been played with, just looking at her appearance, what's the use? From choosing a woman, you can tell that Yang Zongbao is shallow. Yang Fenghua was indignant, she was after all Yang Zongbao's nominal wife, and now Mei Wenxin followed her everywhere, which was a humiliation for Yang Fenghua. Thinking of this, Yang Fenghua gripped the steering wheel tightly and started accelerating, hoping to use speed to wash away the shame brought by Yang Zongbao.

  Yang Zongbao received a strange text message just before dawn: Sorry.

  Yang Zongbao didn't need to know who the other person was, because he never thought there would be a next time.

  Wrote all night, and calmed down my temper.

  So when Zhou Yi, who had been playing games all night, saw Yang Zongbao again, he felt that the atmosphere around him was much calmer. This is a very difficult feeling to describe. He was so surprised that Zhou Yi stared blankly at Yang Zongbao.

  "I don't have that kind of hobby, please wipe your mouth consciously." As soon as Yang Zongbao walked out of the room, he saw Zhou Yi's silly face and couldn't help but mock: "What game are you playing? With this time, it's better to go read a book and improve your foundation."

  "Oh no, Master, this game is so exciting, you can't even handle it."

  "What game is this?" Yang Zongbao has never been interested in these high-tech things, but he glanced at it just now and found that the screen design was quite good, so he asked.

  "Racing, huh? Those tracks are really tough. Why don't you try it, Master?" Zhou Yi teased.

  "You don't know I can't drive?" At this time, the phone rang. Yang Zongbao took a look and saw that it was from his director, so he immediately picked up: "Director."

  "Okay, I've changed banks for my salary card. Go open an account at CCB." The director said succinctly and hung up the phone.

  Yang Zongbao hadn't even reacted when the phone call was cut off.

  "I'm going out for a bit, I'll bring breakfast back later."

  Yang Zongbao finished speaking and put on his clothes to go out.

  Found a nearby Construction Bank, took a number and waited quietly for my turn. It was probably the day when pensions were issued, so there were more people. When it was Yang Zongbao's turn, it had already been an hour later.

  "What business can I help you with?" The counter girl was quite enthusiastic.

  "Open a savings account." Yang Zongbao said and handed over his ID card.

  "Uh, how much money would you like to deposit into your savings account?" the bank teller asked.

  "Hmm, how much should we save at least?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  At least one yuan.

  "Then save one yuan." Yang Zongbao quickly took out a one-yuan bill and handed it over.

  It turns out that nowadays the counter industry is all high-quality talents, and there is no disdain for Yang Zongbao at all. As soon as they receive the money, they will handle the matter.

  "What is the maximum amount I can overdraw on this credit card?"

  A voice came from the counter next door.

  "Five million." As expected, the voice of the cashier on that side was full of confidence, unlike the soft voice when handling Yang Zongbao's business.

  As expected, the hall was full of people waiting boredly. The two counters were in stark contrast to each other and soon triggered a round of laughter.

  "You're really stingy."

  The person next to him seemed to be saying to Yang Zongbao.

  Yang Zongbao saw that the other person was dressed quite well, but couldn't recall having met this person before, so he didn't think they were talking about him. He picked up the prepared receipt and turned to leave the counter.

  "What's wrong with you? Why are you running around like this? Are you afraid of being seen?"

  Yang Zongbao pointed at himself and said in confusion: "Me?"

  "It's you." The other party wouldn't let go, and Yang Zongbao had no choice but to stop and see what the other person wanted: "Have I met you before?"

  "How could you not have seen it? You're a nobleman, yet you forget things easily. At the time, I asked you to save someone, but you didn't, and instead found someone to beat me up. Don't tell me you've forgotten."

  The arrogant face in front of him finally gave Yang Zongbao a moment's recollection: "Oh, it's you."

  "Right, met today, how's the doctor? Spent one yuan to open a receipt, you can do this too. Not a big deal, huh? Doctor, humph." The other party is determined not to let Hei Ye and Yang Zongbao go.

  "What's wrong with you?" Yang Zongbao didn't sleep all night and wasn't in a good mood.

  "Give me an apology." The other party was taken aback.

  "Sorry." Yang Zongbao said without hesitation and was about to walk away.

  "Wait, you're also being too insincere." The other party obviously didn't expect Yang Zongbao to be so flexible and yielding. In a moment of urgency, he could only reach out and grab Yang Zongbao's sleeve.

  "Let go." Yang Zongbao furrowed his brow and looked at the caught sleeve.

  "What if I don't let you?" The man's words still echoed when Yang Zongbao kicked him in the knee, and he fell to the ground with a thud.