Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

Tang Yisheng was certain that Song Zhiming definitely had a problem with him.

Actually, this isn't a bad thing; it's just that it's exactly the same result as Tang Yisheng guessed.

And with this, the heavy weight on Tang Yisheng's heart was finally lifted.

Although I know that my excuse for moving out is incredibly abrupt and untenable.

But Song Zhiming was there.

It's understandable that Song Junying harbored resentment towards Song Zhiming for keeping the letters he left for her.

If Tang Yisheng doesn't seize such a great opportunity, then he doesn't deserve to say that he has struggled in society to the point of being over forty.

This matter is out in the open.

As long as Song Zhiming cares about his daughter Song Junying, he's not afraid that Yang Jinjuan won't agree to let him move out.

The husband-wife harmony will continue for decades in a family where Song Zhiming is the head of the household.

Tang Yisheng was well aware of this and was not worried at all that his proposal to move out and live alone would not be approved.

Utilizing all factors, whether advantageous or disadvantageous, to one's own advantage is a fundamental quality that a seasoned veteran should possess.

As Tang Yisheng had predicted, things unfolded exactly as he had foreseen.

Amidst Yang Jinjuan's various concerns and Tang Yisheng's earnest explanations, Song Zhiming, having considered everything thoroughly, finally spoke up.

"Yisheng, what you said is very logical and clear. This idea is obviously not unfounded, and you must have considered it for a long time. This independent and ambitious spirit is rare, and your uncle supports you!"

The head of the family, Song Zhiming, made the final decision.

That's it.

"Okay, now that you're moving into the house, we'll definitely need to tidy it up a bit. After all, you're going there to train, so there's no need for the old 'bitter memories' stuff, right... As for the renovations, your mom and I will help you with that in the month or so before summer vacation starts..."

Tang Yisheng knew that the situation was already settled, but since the renovation was causing trouble, he still wanted to try to get the matter under his control.

"Uncle Song, can I renovate the house myself?"

Tang Yisheng interjected, explaining, "What I mean is, the decorating style, the furniture and appliances—everything should be according to my own ideas?"

"What do you know, you're just a kid?"

Yang Jinjuan reprimanded her with dissatisfaction.

"Oh well, forget it. I don't want to move into a place with outdated decor."

Tang Yisheng deliberately raised his voice.

However, it was quite effective.

"Since we're going to train, let's train thoroughly. I think this will work. Let's give it a try, and we'll see what happens if it doesn't work."

Song Zhiming comforted his wife and then said to Tang Yisheng, "I know a renovation company. After you finish your final exams, go find him to do the work for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Song."

Since Song Zhiming was willing to be the sucker, Tang Yisheng wouldn't be polite either.

He had even thought it through: if possible, it would be best to have the renovation company handle the entire project.

The so-called "all-inclusive" contract means that the company is responsible for purchasing even furniture and appliances.

Similar to a fully furnished apartment.

In the next few years, it will be made into a variety entertainment program called "Old House Renovation Project".

"Why don't you move in over the summer and try it out? If you don't like it, you can move back. Like you said, it's not far. We'll keep all your things here, and the room will still be there for you..."

They will keep it, but who gets it and what purpose it will be used for are entirely up to Song Zhiming, the head of the family.

Song Zhiming was determined not to let Tang Yisheng, Yang Jinjuan's burden, come back.

That dream felt so real.

My dear daughter shouldn't be ruined by a nobody like Tang Yisheng.

Even Yang Jinjuan's intervention didn't work.

No one's opinion matters.

Tang Yisheng had to move out, leave the Song family, and stay far away from his daughter, Song Junying.

"If you encounter any problems, you can ask your mom or me for help, but there's one condition: your mom has to supervise you. You can't just go crazy and play around after moving out, and your grades have to be maintained. You need to write a guarantee to your mom on this point..."

The proper decorum should still be provided.

For no other reason than to consider Tang Yisheng's well-being.

Song Zhiming was simply doing this for his own sake, believing that "harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things."

It's enough that Yang Jinjuan feels that I've considered everything thoroughly and that I've genuinely cared for my adopted son, Tang Yisheng.

How much did Song Zhiming want Tang Yisheng to move out of this house?

The answer was revealed by Tang Yisheng himself the following day.

"Uncle Song, I happen to be free today. Could you please put in a good word with that renovation company you mentioned last night?"

"Is it in such a hurry? You can wait until after the exam."

"After the house is renovated, I'll definitely need to air out the formaldehyde. The sooner it's finished, the sooner I can move in. Actually, I didn't sleep well last night. I can't wait for summer vacation."

Tang Yisheng scratched the back of his head, feigning innocence and looking embarrassed.

Whether or not it was possible to keep it from Song Zhiming was not within Tang Yisheng's consideration.

Tang Yisheng knew that Song Zhiming only needed an excuse to back down and didn't care about Tang Yisheng, a mere teenager.

The two are not only different in age and experience, but also in social class.

Song Zhiming's cell phone was a flip phone, an Ericsson. He immediately took it out and called a boss surnamed Wang.

The voice coming through the microphone belonged to a middle-aged man.

"...My child wants to develop independence, Lao Wang, could you give me some advice and make a decision? You guys handle the money first, I'll settle the bill with you later..."

Song Zhiming spoke in a very grand manner, but he did indeed obscure the relationship between them.

Tang Yisheng silently calculated in his mind that there seemed to be a considerable degree of manipulation involved.

Some are scheming.

Mr. Wang's shop is located inside the Baihe Market.

Tang Yisheng rode his bicycle northward, passed through the north gate of Daming Lake, and turned into the Xiaodong Railway Station to the west.

Mr. Wang's shop happens to be a flooring shop.

What a coincidence!

"Uncle Wang, my mom asked me to come find you. She said Uncle Song called you earlier."

Tang Yisheng deliberately chose this opening line.

Who is your mother?

"Uncle Wang, my mother's name is Yang Jinjuan. Has Uncle Song told you about her?"

"Oh, oh, it's Sister Yang."

Boss Wang was momentarily bewildered, but then a middle-aged, plump woman with large perm hair whispered a few words in his ear before he realized what was happening.

The look in her eyes as she looked at Tang Yisheng immediately softened a lot.

Mr. Wang's shop doesn't have an interior designer; his home improvement shop is on the second floor of the Dongya Furniture City further north.

However, Tang Yisheng's biological mother is Yang Jinjuan, who is also Song Zhiming's well-known virtuous wife.

Given this relationship, how could Director Song's eldest son not receive some special treatment?

When Boss Wang made a phone call, two designers from the shop rushed to Yongquan Hutong based on the location given by Tang Yisheng.

This is the card.

It was merely Tang Yisheng using Song Zhiming's influence to his advantage.

Considering that Tang Yisheng is just a newly graduated adult high school student.

Having such skills is something to be proud of.

"Uncle Wang, I'll go over first. After we finish tidying up the courtyard, Uncle Song and my mother will treat you properly. I'll offer you a toast then."

With his large pregnant belly, Boss Wang smiled like a Maitreya Buddha as he saw Tang Yisheng out of the shop.

Tang Yisheng looked back as he left Baihe Market.

Boss Wang waved his arm high at Tang Yisheng, quite enthusiastically.

Tang Yisheng felt a sense of awe: Boss Wang is a very good person.

Good people have to face pitfalls along the way, otherwise it would be unfair to society.