Chapter 9: Fang Jie, isn't this inappropriate!
Zhou Yang actually knew that Fang Jie had feelings for him; after all, she had hinted at it many times, both openly and subtly.
To be honest, Zhou Yang did quite like Fang Jie, but he wasn't the type of person who liked to be a kept man.
Even if he had the opportunity to be a kept man, he'd want to be a 'hard-eating' kept man.
Fang Jie was in her early thirties, the prime age for a woman, and Zhou Yang didn't really care that she was a widow; there were plenty of unmarried couples cohabiting nowadays.
Some women who looked like young girls might have had more men than they could count on both hands.
Compared to those, Fang Jie was indeed very good, but Zhou Yang's faint self-esteem always prevented him from facing this matter.
His family was not wealthy, but he believed that one day he would make a name for himself through his own hard work.
He lacked an opportunity, so he was still holding on, not wanting to be a kept man, even if Fang Jie sometimes deliberately hinted, he pretended not to know.
Fortunately, the opportunity he had been waiting for finally arrived; he now had X-ray vision, so getting rich was only a matter of time, wasn't it?
Zhou Yang returned home and immediately summoned the small cauldron in his stomach, which resembled a hotpot.
Then he took out the tea caddy, and Zhou Yang's eyes instantly lit up; the tea caddy was repaired.
Item Name: Xuande Cloisonné Tea Caddy, Era: ming dynasty official kiln
Market Price: 1.5 million!
Zhou Yang was overjoyed; fortunately, he wasn't the same person he was a day ago, and his ability to accept things was much better than before, otherwise he would definitely...
But he was still happy and excited, after all, 1.5 million was not 150 yuan.
Without thinking, he picked up his phone, intending to call Huang Jicheng, but just as the number was dialed, Zhou Yang hung up.
He suddenly realized a problem, which was to hide his strengths.
It was fine for him to find treasures, but finding treasures wasn't like picking up pebbles, where you could just casually pick up a few.
He had just sold two items to Huang Jicheng, and now he had another tea caddy; it would be strange if others didn't suspect him.
He calmed down; before, he had been too excited and his mind was muddled, plus Huang Jicheng wasn't a bad person.
If he had met the wrong person, Zhou Yang could have been in danger; he was still just an ordinary person and couldn't protect this wealth, nor could he control his superpower.
It seemed that he would have to be more discreet in the future; low-key development was the hard truth. After realizing this, Zhou Yang put the tea caddy back.
Finally, he put away the small cauldron; he wasn't short of money now, so there was no need to be so eager for quick success.
His first consideration should be to buy a house and change his environment, then secretly make money, and also develop two more clients as options.
After all, he wasn't completely familiar with Huang Jicheng; as the saying goes, 'you know a person's face, but not their heart.' While you shouldn't harbor ill will, you should always be cautious.
It's always better to be prepared.
It seems he'll have to notify Fang Jie about this beforehand.
Zhou Yang was a decisive person; since he had already decided, he had to act, so he opened the door to leave.
“Oh dear!”
As soon as Zhou Yang stepped out, he bumped into a woman, who was the girl who had just moved in.
This girl, though dressed very simply, exuded an inexplicable aura between her brows.
Beneath an angelic face, there was a hint of arrogance and aloofness.
However, this temperament didn't quite match her attire, her appearance, or her status as a resident here.
“Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Are you alright?”
The woman shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
“My name is Zhou Yang. I see you've just moved in. If you need any help, feel free to ask me anytime.”
Zhou Yang introduced himself, subconsciously flicking his hair.
“Mm, thank you. My name is Ji Lanyan!”
After Ji Lanyan finished speaking, she went back to her room on her own, leaving Zhou Yang a little stunned for a moment.
This woman was really beautiful, but she talked too little.
If a man has been single for a long time, the thing he wants most is to stop being single, so as long as he sees a beautiful woman, he will have ideas.
Zhou Yang shrugged, then went to Fang Jie's place. Because of what happened last night, he had learned his lesson and started knocking on the door.
With a 'please come in,' Zhou Yang then entered Fang Jie's house.
“Fang Jie, what are you doing? Spring cleaning?”
As soon as Zhou Yang entered, he was immediately bewildered, mainly because Fang Jie had made a mess of the house, and she herself was rummaging for something under the bed.
“Zhou Yang, you came at just the right time. These are all things I've sorted out. See if there are any antiques or anything?”
Fang Jie's words left Zhou Yang speechless. How could there be so many antiques in this world?
It would be considered lucky for a wealthy family to find one or two items. If antiques could really be found just by casually rummaging around, would they still be valuable?
However, it seemed Fang Jie was quite enthusiastic, so Zhou Yang could only cooperate and take a look.
Clearly, there were no surprises or unexpected finds.
“Fang Jie, I want to tell you something. I plan to move out in a couple of days!”
At these words, Fang Jie, who was bending over with her shapely bottom sticking out, searching under the bed, stopped her movements and only reacted after a while.
“You, Zhou Yang, when you had no money, you always delayed paying rent every month and scammed me for food and drinks here.”
“Now what? You have money? So you look down on my place now?”
“Men are indeed no good…”
For the next half an hour, Zhou Yang endured Fang Jie’s verbal assault, with her spittle even spraying on his face.
And Fang Jie got more and more energized and angrier as she scolded; when she got angry, her chest would heave up and down, and Zhou Yang just stared at it.
“Zhou Yang, tell me, are you ungrateful or not?”
Fang Jie finally finished scolding him.
“Fang Jie, you misunderstood. The main thing is that my room is too hot, and it faces south, so with just one electric fan at night, I can’t sleep at all.”
“You don't have any other empty rooms here, so what I mean is…”
Zhou Yang's explanation did somewhat calm Fang Jie's anger, because what Zhou Yang said made sense.
That room was indeed south-facing, and it was the hottest season of the year, and this summer had been absolutely crazy.
Temperatures were soaring to 40 degrees, and Zhou Yang's place didn't have air conditioning, so it really wasn't a suitable place for living.
“How about this, you can live in this room, the rent remains the same, there's also air conditioning in the room, and I'll waive your utility bills.”
The room Fang Jie mentioned was actually where Fang Jie's mother-in-law used to live. After her mother-in-law passed away, the room became vacant.
But this was the main house, where Fang Jie herself lived, so would it be appropriate for Zhou Yang to move in?
Two single people living together, even if not in the same room, would share the kitchen, bathroom, and so on.
Moreover, Zhou Yang couldn't help but feel like a lamb entering a tiger's den.
Furthermore, Zhou Yang's goal was to buy his own house and move out; he wanted a home of his own.