The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 110 Xie Zhiyao got pranked and became emo

The small banquet hall on the second floor of the hotel.

The large round table, which can seat twenty people, now only has three people sitting at it, making it seem empty.

"Alright, that's all."

Yang Deyuan closed the menu and handed it to the waiter.

The other person turned to leave, but was stopped by Yang Deyuan.

"I forgot to ask you two what your favorite dishes are. Feel free to order whatever you like, don't be shy."

Yang Deyuan looked at Xie Zhiyao and Xie Qiang and said.

Xie Qiang quickly shook his head.

You should always listen to the opposite of what the boss says; this is the experience that the factory foreman taught Xie Qiang, a young man.

What's more, Yang Deyuan had just ordered ten dishes in one go, including lobster, king crab, abalone, and salmon, and I heard that there were only four people eating here today.

I can't finish it at all.

Xie Zhiyao shared the same view as Xie Qiang, but he also had a different perspective.

The two families have been friends since the generation of Grandpa Yang and Grandpa Xie. Xie Siping is also the only childhood friend of Yang Deyuan in Yunmiao Village with whom he still keeps in touch. In addition, Yang Muye and Xie Zhiyao grew up together wearing open-crotch pants.

When interacting with Yang Deyuan, Xie Zhiyuan was much more relaxed than Xie Qiang.

"Uncle Deyuan, judging from the way you ordered these dishes, you're planning to throw a belated graduation banquet for Muye, right?"

Yang Deyuan pointed at Xie Zhiyao and praised him with a smile, saying that he was indeed a top student who could be admitted to the Central University of Finance and Economics, and that he guessed it right away!
"Uncle Deyuan, since this is Muye's graduation banquet, I won't stand on ceremony. Just order a couple of dishes."

"No problem, order whatever you like."

Yang Deyuan asked the waiter to give the menu to Xie Zhiyao, but Xie Zhiyao refused.

"No need, I can just order with my mouth. I want fried chicken mushrooms and stir-fried spicy mushrooms," Xie Zhiyao said casually.

He immediately offered two of the top wild mushrooms from Yunnan Province, leaving the hotel staff completely stunned.

"No? Do you have milk fan? It can be steamed or fried with ham."

Xie Zhiyao had already lowered his expectations, but it still didn't work out.

In the end, he could only look at Yang Deyuan with regret.

"Uncle Deyuan, I've tried my best. Why don't we just eat the dishes you ordered?"

Yang Deyuan laughed heartily, becoming more and more satisfied with Xie Zhiyao.

This kid knows how to flatter people.

“Ayao, you’ve come to the wrong place if you want to eat wild mushrooms. You should go to your father. Isn’t he planning to start an e-commerce business in Kunming? Selling flowers online is too limited in product variety. You could also consider Yunnan’s specialties, like the wild mushrooms you’re looking for.”

“Uncle Deyuan, it was Muye who suggested that my father get into e-commerce. Now, Muye’s words carry more weight with my father than mine.”

Xie Zhiyao was serious.

Yang Deyuan, however, thought Xie Zhiyao was joking.

"Siping is really something, he believes everything he hears, he takes even a kid's words seriously—I know, is it because Muye won three million in the Olympic lottery, so your father thinks he's a sage like Zhuge Liang?"

“Uncle Deyuan, what you said isn’t entirely true. Three million may be a small amount in your eyes, but for us ordinary people, it’s a lifelong goal.”

Xie Qiang, who was standing to the side, couldn't agree more with Xie Zhiyao's words.

Yang Deyuan, however, disagreed.

"Xiao Ye is just lucky, plus he's bold enough to buy so many at once. Such good things don't happen every day. Young people should be down-to-earth and not be overly ambitious. Just like when I went to Shenzhen to make my way in the world, my goal was to earn 300,000 yuan and then go back to my hometown. Making money takes time."

"Uncle Deyuan, 300,000 yuan in your time was worth more than 3 million yuan now, right?"

Xie Zhiyao's words revealed the truth.

Yang Deyuan burst into laughter.

Suddenly, he even felt a little envious of Xie Siping.
My son is sensible and speaks nicely.

Unlike my own husband, who acts like a stranger when we meet.

Just because he won three million by luck, he thinks he's something special.

If it weren't for his ex-wife Gao Yunyue, Yang Deyuan wouldn't have spoiled this kid.

If I don't treat my own son well, he might be "kidnapped" away by my ex-wife one day.

If he takes his mother's surname, Grandpa Yang will be able to chase him from Yunmiao Village to Shenzhen with his cane and beat him to death.

During his visit to Yanjing, Yang Deyuan prepared a special gift for Yang Muyi.

He wanted to tell Yang Muye that his father would always be his father.

Just as I was thinking this, the hotel staff pushed open the door.

"Sir, please come inside."

Yang Muye walked in.

Xie Zhiyao and Xie Qiang stood up together.

"Makino."

Xie Qiang cautiously greeted Yang Muye.

In contrast, Xie Zhiyao's tone was much more casual.

"Why are you so late? We've been waiting for you for ages."

Yang Muye glanced at Xie Zhiyao, then stepped forward and patted Xie Qiang on the shoulder.

"You didn't even tell me you were coming?"

"I--"

Just as Xie Qiang was about to explain, Yang Deyuan's voice rang out.

"I told Ah Qiang not to contact you yet, so I could give you a surprise when we meet."

Yang Muye then looked at Xie Zhiyao.

Just as she was about to speak, Xie Zhiyao interrupted, "I only found out that A-Qiang was here when I received a call at noon today. If I had known, I would have only eaten half full for lunch and saved it for a big meal tonight."

Is university military training fun?

"What do you think of marching in formation and standing at attention every day?"

Xie Zhiyao said irritably.

Yang Muye glanced at Xie Zhiyao indifferently.

"You should be grateful that you were able to take leave during military training."

"Where are those two big internet celebrities from your dorm? Didn't you invite them to dinner? I wanted to take a picture with them."

"We filmed a video these past two days, and both of us were busy with post-production and couldn't get away."

At this point, Yang Deyuan interjected.

"What kind of internet celebrity?"

"Two of Muye's roommates posted a song online, and it has become incredibly popular in the last two days. Even when we were performing talents during military training, someone sang this song, and it eventually turned into a big chorus."

Xie Zhiyao explained.

Yang Deyuan pressed further:
"What song is it? I'll listen to it later."

"It's called 'The Lone Warrior.' I've been learning this song these past few days. I really admire the lyricist and composer, 'Barbarian,' for being able to write such inspiring lyrics."

Xie Zhiyao was speaking excitedly when Yang Deyuan suddenly changed the subject to Yang Muye.

"Xiao Ye, I remember you won an award for singing when you were in elementary school. Do you still like to sing now?"

Xie Zhiyao immediately teased, "Uncle Deyuan, you're going a bit too far. Mu Ye inherited your good looks, and with that face alone, he's already dominating the campus. If he also inherited your singing talent, what chance will other guys have?" Yang Deyuan pointed at Xie Zhiyao and laughed heartily.

Two things he was most proud of when he was young were his good looks and his beautiful singing voice.

It was precisely because of these two things that he was able to marry Gao Yunyue.

He's gained a little weight now and isn't as handsome as he used to be.

However, she didn't neglect singing; she was always the karaoke king/queen whenever she went to karaoke.

Yang Deyuan valued Yang Muye so much not only because he was the "eldest son," but also because he felt that Yang Muye was like himself in every way.

Unlike her youngest son, she looks more like Xu Li.

The key issue is that the kid doesn't have any musical talent. He's been enrolled in several early education classes, spending a lot of money, but he hasn't developed any interest at all.

Compared to how well-behaved and sensible Yang Muye was as a child, Yang Deyuan could only sigh in admiration.

Although they weren't born to the same mother, the difference is just too great.

Xie Zhiyao's interruption made Yang Deyuan forget to continue asking Yang Muye about singing.

Before the food was served, Yang Deyuan took a plastic file bag out of his briefcase with his left hand and a car key with a Mercedes-Benz logo with his right hand.

The two items were placed together on the table and then turned to Yang Muye using a turntable.

"Didn't you ask me for your ID card at noon? Here, I bought you a car, a Mercedes-Benz G55 AMG that was just introduced to China last year. All the paperwork is done. A car is a man's status symbol. You can drive this one during university, and you can get a better one when you're more successful in the future."

Xie Zhiyao and Xie Qiang, who were standing to the side, were both stunned.

The G-Wagon I saw at the hotel entrance earlier was the one Yang Deyuan bought for Yang Muyi.
No wonder magazines often quote a certain phrase when introducing luxury cars.

Some cars are meant to be owned when you're born, and if you weren't born with them, you'll most likely never own one in your lifetime.

The saying that amniotic fluid is the true watershed moment in life continues to gain increasing weight in the minds of the two of them.

Surprisingly, Yang Muye didn't seem as surprised as one might expect.

"The school doesn't allow outside vehicles to enter, and besides, there are no parking spaces even if you do," he said casually.

This is the truth.

The number of motor vehicles in Yanjing has increased dramatically in the past two years, but the corresponding basic infrastructure has not kept up.

The two major problems of traffic congestion and parking difficulties are becoming increasingly apparent.

Otherwise, the odd-even license plate restriction and lottery system wouldn't have been implemented later.

Yang Deyuan forgot about this and quickly made amends, saying, "How about we rent a parking space in a nearby community first? Next time I come to Yanjing, I'll buy you an apartment with a parking space nearby."

Yes, the house might cost less than a car.

Ten years later, the house will have increased in value five or six times, but the car will only have a residual value of fifty or sixty.

A man's pride is worth that much!

"No need. My mother just came by a few days ago and bought me two apartments near the school. She specifically chose three adjacent parking spaces, which are just right for this big car, so I can park it sideways."

Yang Deyuan: "..."

Xie Zhiyao: “…”

Xie Qiang: "..."

When his mother came, he bought two houses; when his father came, he bought a Mercedes-Benz G-Class. Xie Zhiyao was incredibly envious, jealous, and...hateful!

That’s right, it’s hate!

But it wasn't that I hated Yang Muye, it was that I hated myself for being such an idiot!
When Xie Zhiyao first learned that Yang Muye's parents had divorced, he felt quite sorry for Yang Muye.

It turned out the Joker was me!
Actually, you can also park your car in the hotel's underground parking lot; all executive suite guests enjoy free parking.

But seeing the expressions on Xie Zhiyao's and the others' faces, Yang Muye didn't bother to say anything more.

But Yang Deyuan was not happy about it.

"The traffic in Yanjing is really terrible. No matter how many millions you have in your car, you'll still get stuck in traffic. Here's what I'll do: I'll transfer another 500,000 yuan to your account later so you can buy a motorcycle for commuting. Remember to also buy a Beijing A license plate. My friend who sells cars said that this kind of thing is already discontinued and the price will only get higher and higher in the future."

Yang Muye glanced at Yang Deyuan.

Yes, from now on, 500,000 yuan will only be enough to buy a Beijing license plate.

Fearing that Yang Muye would refuse, Yang Deyuan immediately took out a business card from his briefcase and placed it on the table.

"Call this number. He has connections and is reliable. He can get you any car you want at a fair price. But let me tell you, don't be fooled by how cool riding heavy motorcycles looks in movies. It's not safe at all. If you can drive, drive. Only ride a motorcycle if you can't."

Gao Yunyue bought two houses for Yang Muye, and Yang Deyuan, as his father, was determined to get revenge.

Yang Muye picked up the business card, glanced at it, and saw that the owner was the owner of a car dealership.

He accepted the business card.

I'm planning to get a vehicle for commuting recently. Bicycles are easy to steal, and electric bikes are easy to get blocked by thieves. After comparing them, a motorcycle is definitely the most suitable.

However, Yang Muyi had absolutely no interest in the kind of high-horsepower heavy motorcycle that Yang Deyuan had just mentioned.

He wasn't interested in speeding; he just wanted to relive the joy he felt riding an electric scooter in his past life.

I happened to have learned to ride a motorcycle as well when I was learning to drive.

So just buy a small scooter.

It's convenient to both bring along girls and be brought along by them.

Most importantly, you don't have to worry about your testicles getting shattered in the event of a sudden stop.

At this point, the waiter began serving the dishes.

Looking at the lobster, king crab, abalone and other fresh and delicious dishes that were served, Xie Zhiyao and Xie Qiang lost their previous anticipation and appetite.

Although Yang Deyuan kept urging the two to eat more, the expensive ingredients tasted rather bland to them.

I'm not afraid of my brothers and parents getting divorced, I'm afraid of my parents continuing to buy houses and cars for my brothers even after they're divorced.

Reincarnation truly is a skill.

After finally getting through the meal, Yang Deyuan suggested that Yang Muye drive him and Xie Qiang back to the hotel first, and then take Xie Zhiyao back to school.

Seeing that Xie Zhiyao was really unwilling, Yang Muyi told Yang Deyuan to take a taxi back to the hotel by himself. He would take Xie Zhiyao and Xie Qiang to have some barbecue first, and then send the two of them back.

Although he was being looked down upon, Yang Deyuan didn't say anything this time.

The four of them left the hotel together.

As Wang Niulang was leaving, he immediately approached Yang Deyuan and asked if he needed to retrieve his carriage.

As a result, Yang Deyuan asked Wang Niulang to call him a taxi.

Wang Niulang was dumbfounded when he heard this, thinking to himself, "Isn't your car parked in the underground garage?"

I can't smell any alcohol on him, so how did he get so drunk?

At this moment, Yang Muye, who was walking behind, took out the key to his G-Class and handed it to Zhang Guangzheng, who was standing next to him. He said that he had a car parked in the underground garage and asked Zhang to help move it to the private parking space of the executive suite. He said that the car key would be left at the front desk for the time being.

Zhang Guangzheng, holding the keys, was equally dumbfounded.

I ended up driving a G-Wagon like this?
Wang Niulang helped Yang Deyuan into the car and even received a 200 yuan tip in the end.

When he returned and saw Zhang Guangzheng still standing there dumbfounded, he laughed and said in an annoyed tone, "It seems that sometimes all my cleverness is no match for your quick wit."

But I didn't move at all!

Zhang Guangzheng looked enviously at the tip Wang Niulang received: "Master, how about we switch? You drive the G-Wagon, and I'll keep the two hundred."

"Fuck off!"

Wang Niulang scolded impatiently, "Go move the car right now!"

(End of this chapter)