After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

“Grandpa, I wish you fortune as vast as the East Sea and a lifespan as long as the southern mountains.”

A tall, slender young man handed a gift box to Kang Jingchun with both hands.

He was the son of Kang Zhifei, which made him Kang Jingchun’s grandson, named Kang Xiaowei.

Seeing the birthday gift from his grandson, Kang Jingchun immediately beamed with joy. Although he had six children, he only had two sons, and as of now, Kang Xiaowei was his only grandson.

Therefore, Kang Xiaowei held a very high status in the old man’s heart. There was no helping it, the older generation’s preference for males over females was deeply ingrained.

Just after Old Master Kang accepted the gift from his grandson, a pretty young girl also offered her prepared gift. She was Kang Zhichao’s daughter, Kang Xiaoxiao, who had just graduated from high school and was set to attend university in Hucheng come September.

In Kang Jingchun’s eyes, Kang Xiaowei and Kang Xiaoxiao naturally ranked higher than Li Manni, Zhao Xiaofeng, and Niu Lulu, his grandchildren from his daughters’ side.

These grandchildren, though also members of the vast Kang Family, ultimately did not carry the Kang surname!

In fact, Kang Jingchun hoped that either his grandson Kang Xiaowei or his granddaughter Kang Xiaoxiao would be successful. Regrettably, one had just recently started working at his father’s company and the other was only starting university in September—they weren’t at the point of making a career yet.

After Kang Xiaowei and Kang Xiaoxiao had finished presenting their gifts to their grandfather, they came over to greet Yang Hao.

Both of them continued to call Yang Hao “Brother-in-law.”

Yang Hao didn’t correct them. It wasn’t his first time meeting them; he had seen them a few times before while he was still married to Li Manshu, and since both were younger than Li Manshu, calling him Brother-in-law was quite normal.

Moreover, although they were of the same generation, Yang Hao was in fact much older than the two.

“Brother-in-law, I saw that video of you fighting the kidnapper, it was so awesome!”

“Do you really know martial arts?”

Kang Xiaowei was currently learning the ropes in his father’s company and spent his free time browsing short videos; naturally, he had caught wind of Yang Hao’s exploits, and seeing him in person today, he was quite excited and started to gossip after greeting him.

“Hmm, I know a few tricks.”

Yang Hao casually replied.

“Brother-in-law, could you teach me?”

“I want to learn!”

Kang Xiaowei asked again, his face full of expectation.

“Xiaowei, with your physique, just drop it!”

At that moment, Zhao Xiaofeng joined in. Kang Xiaowei often followed him around when he was younger, so they got along quite well.

“Brother Feng, listen to you talk! Though I’m skinny, I’m all muscle!”

As Kang Xiaowei spoke, he even purposely rolled up his t-shirt sleeve to show off his biceps.

However, Kang Xiaowei was indeed too skinny and his arms were quite thin. The loose t-shirt masked it somewhat, but now he fully exposed his ‘thin dog’ nature, causing Kang Xiaoxiao beside him to burst into a giggling laugh.

“Bro, I think you should start by going to the gym to build some muscle.” Kang Xiaoxiao said, laughing.

The disheartened Kang Xiaowei pouted, but he still looked hopefully at Yang Hao and asked, “Brother-in-law, am I really not cut out for it?”

“It’s not that you can’t, but here’s the deal, if you have a chance, go to Hucheng and spar with my disciple first. If you can beat her, I’ll teach you.”

Yang Hao did not outright refuse but set a threshold.

In fact, this was no different from a refusal. With Kang Xiaowei’s physical condition, sparring with Ma Tianjiao would mean nothing but getting beaten.

“Brother-in-law, you have disciples?” Kang Xiaowei asked curiously.

“Yeah, and not just one.”

Yang Hao nodded, “I have male and female disciples, and my requirement for you is simple, just defeat my female disciple.”

“Fight a woman?”

Kang Xiaowei grimaced, somewhat disdainful.

“It’s just a basic entry test.”

Yang Hao casually shrugged it off, not elaborating further.

At that moment, there was another commotion in the banquet hall as if some important figure had arrived. Many people got up from their seats and gathered towards the entrance.

Yang Hao turned his head curiously to look and saw a man in his thirties, surrounded by a few older men, walking into the banquet hall.

The man’s hair was slick and shiny, polished to the extent that a fly would slip off it. He wore a flamboyant light pink shirt on the upper body, paired with dark gray trousers, and shiny brown leather shoes on his feet.

“Director Zheng!”

“Young Master Zheng!”

“Mr. Zheng…”

After the man entered the banquet hall, three different greetings sounded from the crowd.

“Still showing off as much as ever!”

Zhao Xiaofeng glanced at the man and muttered under his breath.

“All because his dad is capable.”

Kang Xiaowei also grumbled.

“You all know him?”

Yang Hao asked curiously.

“He was my classmate when I was a kid.”

Zhao Xiaofeng immediately introduced, “His name is Zheng Dapeng, his dad is the director of Xiangyang Steel Plant, and now he also works there as the head of the sales department.”

“Don’t be fooled by how respectful everyone is, it’s all because of his father’s face. Without his dad, could he be a director?”

After saying this, Zhao Xiaofeng scornfully curled his lip, feeling both disdain and envy for someone like Zheng Dapeng, who was a relation hire.

Disdainful because despite being mediocrity, he could still hold a significant position in a big company like Xiangyang Steel Plant. Find more to read at My Virtual Library Empire

But at the same time, he was envious, wondering why such connections didn’t belong to him.

In his early twenties, Zhao Xiaofeng mostly felt contempt for people like Zheng Dapeng because he believed that with his own efforts, one day he would achieve greater success and surpass him.