After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

"I'll ask around,"

"But the fees for the hosts from our troupe to do weddings aren't cheap."

Due to the Cultural Work Troupe's decline, they generally turned a blind eye to private gigs.

The easiest members to get private gigs were actually the hosts, as several of them had their own shows or were guests on Jiangcheng radio stations and had a certain level of fame in the Jiangcheng area.

The most popular host charged a high appearance fee of thirty thousand, and even the one with relatively low fame seemed to charge three thousand.

Chen Haiyan's family could only be considered slightly better than the average working class, but her son's marriage had almost drained their savings, so Chen Haiou instinctively thought the hosts from the troupe were too expensive.

"Haiou, do you look down on your elder sister's husband?"

"As long as you can get someone, I'll pay the fee, money is not a problem!"

Wang Decai always felt the need to show off in front of his charming younger sister-in-law.

This was all because he desired what he couldn't have. Ever since his sister-in-law's husband was jailed for stepping on a sewing machine, Wang Decai had entertained thoughts about his attractive sister-in-law, hinting and trying to curry favor multiple times.

But Chen Haiou really didn't think much of her brother-in-law with a big donkey face. He was the workshop foreman at a factory, earning a decent income, but was just a small-time official who liked to wield little power and was full of hot air.

Chen Haiou simply couldn't respect such a man!

Moreover, even if Wang Decai was her type, Chen Haiou would never have an ambiguous relationship with him. After her parents passed away, aside from her daughter, her elder sister who raised her, Chen Haiyan, was the person Chen Haiou was closest to. She cherished their sibling bond and would naturally not do anything to hurt her sister.

"Brother-in-law, you're the one who said that."

"Our troupe's Xu charges a thirty-thousand appearance fee!"

"Don't end up with someone coming and you can't produce the money," Chen Haiou retorted unkindly.

"It's just thirty thousand. What's the big deal?" Wang Decai said defiantly, his face exuding bravado.

However, Chen Haiyan quickly intervened, "Haiou, don't listen to him."

"Just find someone cheaper, we can't afford that thirty-thousand host!"

Chen Haiyan was practical and knew exactly what her family's financial situation was; preparing for her son's wedding had emptied their coffers, and they were in debt.

Forget about a host who charged thirty thousand, even one that charged three thousand would mean gritting their teeth to afford.

Chen Haiou glanced at the video call where her elder sister's husband, Wang Decai, had already left the frame, probably having run off after his boast.

She scoffed contemptuously and then said, "Elder sister, leave the host to me, and you don't have to pay for it."

"After so many years in the Cultural Work Troupe, I still made a few friends."

If it were before today, Chen Haiou wouldn't dare to say such things. She knew the hosts from the troupe, but not well enough for them to host a wedding for free.

But now the situation was different; she didn't need to owe anyone any favors, she could just pay them the market rate, after all, she wasn't short on money anymore.

The two million her "son-in-law little brother" transferred was still lying in her bank account.

Moreover, according to him, she would receive two million every month, which meant she was now effectively a rich woman with an annual income in the tens of millions!

Of course, this situation still held a lot of uncertainty and depended on whether she and her daughter could successfully "slay the dragon" in the long run.

Even if they failed, her daughter was still a little rich girl with assets close to a hundred million!

After all, just the houses and cars were valued at around ninety million, and Yang Hao had transferred five million in front of her to her daughter.

With fixed assets plus cash, she was nearly reaching a small financial goal!

Therefore, Chen Haiou wouldn't feel heartache about spending a bit of money to help her elder sister.

"Haiou, you don't need to owe anyone any favors, just manage to find an appropriate host, we'll pay for it ourselves."

"Feifei's standards are high, but she's only getting married once, so we should at least fulfill this little wish of hers."

Although Chen Haiyan spoke like this, her words still carried an undertone of helplessness. Her daughter-in-law was quite demanding.

"Okay, we'll talk about the money later."

"I'll start contacting people tomorrow to see who's available."

Chen Haiou had already made up her mind to handle the host matter for her elder sister.

"By the way, elder sister, if there's anything else you need help with for the wedding, just tell me,"

Chen Haiou added.

She wouldn't have dared to make that offer before today, with limited capabilities and little money.

But now, the situation was entirely different. Chen Haiou really had the means to help her elder sister.

"Haiou, if you're really so capable, why don't you get us a Rolls-Royce as the wedding car!"

At this moment, Wang Decai reappeared in the video.

His son, Wang Xiaogang's wedding lead car was a Porsche 911, which his daughter-in-law was quite unhappy about. They had even argued once, saying that her friends' weddings all had Rolls-Royces as their lead cars.

But Wang Xiaogang's wedding date was right in the middle of the May Day holiday, a peak time for weddings, and renting a Rolls-Royce for the wedding lead car was about five thousand yuan, far too expensive. What's more, with the wedding date fast approaching, it would be difficult to find one at the last minute.

Of course, the most important reason was that Chen Haiyan was truly reluctant to spend that kind of money, already in debt, and there was really no need for such extravagance.

In her view, the Porsche sports car was already quite classy.

Hearing what her brother-in-law Wang Decai said, Chen Haiou couldn't help but laugh. It was like he had hit the back of his hand.

"Haiou, don't listen to your brother-in-law's nonsense!"

"What Rolls-Royce, we're not striving for that kind of esteem. We're not that rich a family to begin with!"

Before Chen Haiou could speak, her elder sister, Chen Haiyan, hastened to interject.

"Haiou said herself, speak up if you need help, I'm just treating her like family!"

Wang Decai said assertively, then turned to Chen Haiou in the video, "Haiou, if you can get us a Rolls-Royce, your elder sister's husband will kowtow to you!"

"It's a deal!"

"You better not go back on your word then!"

Chen Haiou's willingness to lend a hand had nothing to do with Wang Decai, but was entirely for the sake of her elder sister.

And, if she could help her elder sister while also having an opportunity to put her brother-in-law in his place, that was the best outcome.

"A man's word is his bond, a promise that cannot be taken back by carriages of horses!"

"I definitely keep my word!" Wang Decai immediately affirmed.

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"Okay, then it's settled!"

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Chen Haiou cast a disdainful glance at Wang Decai in the video before turning to Chen Haiyan and said, "Elder sister, if you need any help, just tell me. Don't be polite."

"I'll get back to you about the host tomorrow!"

"Alright."

Chen Haiyan nodded, "The best would be a good fit, but it's fine if there isn't one."

"You shouldn't take your elder sister's husband seriously. He's just talking nonsense after a few drinks!"

"Haiou, let's leave it at that for now. You should get some rest early."

After finishing, Chen Haiyan hung up the call.

Wang Decai at her side commented with a twisted mouth, "She's hooking up with some man again, isn't she? Acting all high and mighty!"

"A Rolls-Royce, she thinks they're cabbages or what!"

"Haiou is just trying to help us, out of kindness. Stop making sarcastic comments!"

Chen Haiyan could probably guess what the man was thinking: sour grapes because he can't have it.

"Almost forty and still daydreaming, talking about living in a villa over a thousand square meters. I reckon she's playing it down—at least ten thousand square meters!"

Some men are like that, they disparage a woman they can't have, calling her flirty, indecent, and so on.

That was exactly Wang Decai's current state.

"Enough, what's the use of saying all this? Better think about the wedding!"

"We can't count on Haiou for everything about the host either. We'll look for someone else tomorrow!"

Chen Haiyan gave him a look but was silently criticizing in her heart: dreaming of a harem while making a mere ten or twenty thousand a month!

"Your sister has always been unreliable, and now I can't even speak my mind!"

Wang Decai didn't admit defeat verbally, but his mind was replaying the image of his sister-in-law wrapped in a towel.

Yes, her figure was indeed great!

Much better than his own wife's.

The next day.

Yang Hao woke up in the presidential suite at Shangri-La.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Little White Flower, Chen Ruohan, had gone to bed early the night before and was already awake. She was staring at her Uncle Yang with her hand propping her cheek. She had read some posts online saying that old men are not capable, but her Uncle Yang was really impressive.

Moreover, if you look closely, you'll see that her Uncle Yang has great skin and doesn't look thirty-five at all.

"Uncle Yang, you're awake."

Little White Flower smiled and nestled into Yang Hao's broad chest, resting her head upon it.

"Yeah, did you sleep well?"

Yang Hao patted her smooth back.

"With Uncle Yang by my side, I slept really well, felt so secure!"

Chen Ruohan chirped cheerfully.

"That's good."

Yang Hao stretched, he too had slept well, waking up feeling extremely energetic.

But once his energy was restored, there would naturally be certain morning reactions.

Little White Flower was half lying on her Uncle Yang and quickly noticed something getting bigger.

"Uncle Yang, you're naughty."

Yang Hao smiled and gently massaged Little White Flower's collagen-filled cheeks, "Try moving on your own, some knowledge requires practice."

"Oh..."

"I'll go practice what Uncle Yang taught me last night."

Little White Flower stuck out her little tongue and then burrowed under the covers.

After the morning exercise.

Yang Hao had the butler arrange for a hearty breakfast to be delivered.

"Uncle Yang, I'm having some difficulty walking, I might be laughed at if I go back to school today. Later, I'd like to rest at the house you gave me for a day."

During breakfast, Little White Flower pouted her small mouth and said plaintively.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

Yang Hao nodded understandingly. It was Little White Flower's first time yesterday, and she had just met Mr. Yang, who had the endowment of 419 and the vajra's indomitibility.

Moreover, her wear level had gone from 0 to 3! The poor kid.

"Heehee, Uncle Yang is so nice."

"Mua~"

Little White Flower pecked happily on Yang Hao's cheek, her difficulty in walking was real, but so was her desire to thoroughly check out her big villa.

A villa of over a thousand square meters. Little White Flower didn't get a chance to look closely yesterday, but she planned to take a good look today.

At this moment, Yang Hao thought about the NPC's initial task.

Often, the rewards for the initial task are the highest.

NPC No.7 Initial Task:[Little White Flower's Sense of Security]

Due to family circumstances and upbringing, NPC No.7 has a severe lack of security and often feels inferior in front of friends and family.

Please find an opportunity to confer a title on NPC No.7 in front of her friends and family to provide her with ample security!

Reward 1: Title[Spiritual Consoler]

Reward 2: Passive Skill[Nine Hundred Million Girls' Dream]