Bastard 08

Fang's Mother suddenly stood up, walked to the stove, placed the kettle on it, and looked back at Fang Zhiyi.

Fang Zhiyi smacked his lips: "Well, uh, the main target customers aren't really from around here, you know?"

He couldn't quite explain it clearly either. Anyway, promoting new products was the male lead's job; he just needed to lie back and relax.

The Fang family didn't say much about it. In fact, they were relieved to know Fang Zhiyi really hadn't gone gambling.

However, Fang Zhiyi didn't get to be idle either, as Xu Nian would frequently ask him to tag along on his ventures.

Thus, Fang Zhiyi was forced to watch a live-action "CEO Training Diary."

"Talking big at such a young age!" an old master craftsman said with a sneer.

Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes. See, the face-slapping was about to begin.

Sure enough, Xu Nian stepped up, began disassembling his electrical appliance, and explained as he went.

"He definitely won't accept it, and then there'll be more face-slapping," Fang Zhiyi remarked.

Little Shanzi beside him watched in disbelief.

Just as predicted, the old master kept arguing stubbornly, and Xu Nian proceeded to reassemble it.

"Brother Fang, you're amazing!" Little Shanzi was utterly impressed.

Fang Zhiyi frowned: "Xu Nian is the amazing one. What's amazing about me?"

"Your kind of amazing is different from his."

"I suppose so."

Xu Nian's business expanded extremely fast. Fang Zhiyi widened his eyes and sighed at the unfairness of heaven's way. Although he could probably do it too, it definitely wouldn't be as effortless as the male lead. If someone blocked his paperwork, a benefactor would immediately appear; by fishing and acknowledging a master, he'd meet a big shot.

The most crucial thing was, he could even trip while walking and meet a beautiful girl, whose family happened to be very well-connected.

A long-absent tinge of sourness welled up in Fang Zhiyi's heart.

Is this what it feels like to have life on easy mode?

Little Hei was puzzled: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Sigh."

"What does that sigh mean?"

"Sigh!"

Xu Nian still remembered Fang Zhiyi's help. In his view, without Fang Zhiyi's wholehearted assistance, he wouldn't be where he was today. Little Hei muttered, "Even if he hadn't helped you, you'd have gotten a sum of money in a few days anyway," earning a glare from Fang Zhiyi.

Xu Nian gave nearly half of his first pot of gold to Fang Zhiyi. Fang Zhiyi only kept a small portion and gave the rest back to Xu Nian.

"Keep investing!"

Xu Nian was deeply moved. He never expected Brother Fang still trusted him so much!

The first thing Fang Zhiyi did after taking the money home was to add a few extra rooms to the house. This move left the whole family scratching their heads.

However, their expectations for Fang Zhiyi had always been low, so they didn't say anything. Moreover, thanks to Fang Zhiyi's connections, his eldest brother and sister-in-law both got jobs at Xu Nian's small company, and even his second sister, Fang Wanyun, became one of Xu Nian's salespeople.

In short, Fang Zhiyi had tied his entire family to the male lead's powerful coattails.

If things could still go wrong after this, he'd eat his hat!

On a rare day off, Fang Zhiyi was lounging comfortably on his father's recliner when he heard a knock at the door. Fang's Mother went to open it and saw an old woman and a middle-aged man walk in.

The old woman was clearly acquainted with Fang's Mother, and the two exchanged a few pleasantries.

Fang Zhiyi observed the man. He looked sullen, with sunken cheeks and dull eyes. Hmm... definitely not in great shape.

Soon, Fang Zhiyi saw his mother's expression turn unpleasant. She forced a smile and seemed to be declining something. He stood up and walked over.

"What's this about?"

The old woman looked up at him, a flicker of disdain in her eyes, but still smiled and said, "Is this Zhiyi? My, how you've grown! Do you remember me? I held you when you were little!"

"Cut the nonsense. Do you remember things from when you were a kid?" Fang Zhiyi shot her a sharp look.

The old woman clearly didn't expect Fang Zhiyi to be so blunt.

"We're here today to propose a match for your sister. I have a nephew who's single and runs a business. Do you know how much money businesspeople make these days? Huh?" A hint of smugness showed in her eyes.

Fang Zhiyi began to understand. "Your nephew? Does he support you?"

"What a thing to say, hehe..." The old woman was somewhat embarrassed.

"If he doesn't support you, what does his wealth have to do with you!"

"You!"

"Son, mind your manners," Fang's Mother chided Fang Zhiyi verbally, but her expression improved noticeably.

"Oh, I just noticed, you've built a few new rooms! What a waste!" The old woman had spotted the empty rooms.

"Do you have business here or not?" Fang Zhiyi asked again.

The old woman, feeling cornered, looked past Fang Zhiyi. "Isn't Wanyun home? Elder sister, listen to me. That child Wanyun has a soft temperament; she'd suffer if married off to just anyone. Marrying my nephew would be perfect, strengthening family ties!"

Seeing Fang Zhiyi about to speak again, Fang's Mother quickly cut in first: "The child is grown now; it depends on her own wishes. Free love is all the rage these days. What we say doesn't count anymore."

"Free or not, parents' opinions still matter! Could her judgment possibly be better than her elders'?" the old woman insisted.

Fang Zhiyi thought to himself, With your great judgment, you found her a domestic abuser who beat her into mental illness. His internal cursing then shifted to the original owner of this body.

The old woman suddenly glanced at Fang Zhiyi. "My nephew said if this marriage goes through, he'll give this much." She held up a hand to indicate a number.

Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow.

The old woman's heart leaped with joy. Sure enough, this little rascal only cared about money!

"Twenty bucks to get a wife? Are you insane?"

The old woman nearly fainted from anger. "Not twenty! Two thousand! Two thousand!"

That matched up. It was those two thousand that had ruined the original owner's sister's life back then.

"Two thousand?" Fang Zhiyi glanced at the man who had remained silent. "Are you that desperate for money? Two thousand for my sister?"

The man finally couldn't hold back. "Have you ever even seen two thousand? Huh?"

Fang Zhiyi tilted his head, looking at him.

The man pointed a finger at him. "A gambler like you has probably only seen hundred-yuan notes at most!"

Just then, the main gate swung open. A car stopped at the entrance, and Little Shanzi leaned out from the driver's seat. "Brother Fang, should I park your car right here at the gate?"

Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. "Park it right there. Come inside, I need to tell you something. And bring the two in the back seat in too!"

Seeing the car parked at the gate, the old woman's eyes nearly popped out.

"Fang Zhiyi, you... you have a car?"

One must know, in these times, having a car was no small thing.

Fang Zhiyi gave her a sidelong glance without a word. Little Shanzi, followed by his two underlings, scurried in. If it weren't for Fang Zhiyi bringing them to work with Xu Nian back then, they'd probably be begging somewhere by now.

"Brother Fang! What's up?" Little Shanzi scanned the room.

Fang Zhiyi looked at the man. "Break the finger he's pointing at me with!"

"Hey? What's the meaning of this?" The old woman panicked.

Fang Zhiyi smiled. "Don't worry, auntie. This isn't aimed at you."