23: Chapter 23 Married three times and still can't take care of herself?

Before long, Jiang Lan came in.

Her attire this time was similar to when I first met her, still wearing a JK uniform.

But this time, she was wearing black stockings and small leather shoes.

"Um, Boss, I didn't know you were here; I thought you had gone out!"

"Hmm, don't change in the living room next time; just do it in the bedroom. It's a good thing it was me this time, but what if someone else saw you!"

After saying that, Yang Fan felt quite shameless himself!

However, there was a principle Yang Fan had understood a long time ago.

A person cannot be too concerned with saving face.

Especially when they don't have any money.

Being thin-skinned and stubborn usually leads to empty pockets.

At the beginning, Yang Fan never bargained when buying things because he was thin-skinned. Later, forced by life, he would bargain for almost everything, except at the hospital!

"Boss, is there any outfit you like? I can go buy it now."

"This outfit is quite nice; I like it a lot."

"Go help me buy two women's watches, something prettier, and order some donkey-hide gelatin and liquor, then have them delivered to the room."

Yang Fan felt that wearing clothes that fit one's personal style added to one's overall appeal, and Jiang Lan's outfit was undeniably lethal!

As for the watches, they were naturally for Princess Xiangcheng and Empress Zhangsun. Giving jewelry would be low-class, and the craftsmanship of modern jewelry likely couldn't compare to what they had there.

Yang Fan suddenly remembered something.

"Buy three watches."

Yang Fan transferred 2 million to Jiang Lan's bank card directly. Money was the last thing he lacked now, and he couldn't be stingy when buying things for the people around him.

"Okay, Boss."

Jiang Lan looked at the money Yang Fan had transferred to her and almost dropped her phone. When had she ever seen so much money in her account?

"Boss, what price range should the watches be?"

"Around 500,000 each. Go to Vacheron Constantin; aren't they specialized in women's watches? Go pick three."

"Okay, should I take some videos and send them over for you to choose?"

"No need, just decide for yourself."

Jiang Lan nodded. This kind of trust made her feel quite comfortable.

After Jiang Lan left, Yang Fan began to think about his next steps.

After all, with more and more money in his hands, he had to do something. Otherwise, as someone who studied finance, wouldn't it be stupid to just hold onto so much money?

Start an investment company?

Set up a charity to help those who couldn't afford school or medical care?

He also needed to acquire some companies abroad; Emperor Taizong of Tang's barrett still hadn't been secured yet.

The next day.

Yang Fan was woken up early by a phone call.

"Hello, are you up? I'm here to pick up the items and, by the way, handle your household registration. We're already downstairs."

"Ten minutes."

Yang Fan hung up the phone after speaking.

He was exhausted last night. He didn't know if it was because he was too excited or because of the kidney failure, but Yang Fan felt sore and achy.

He looked at Jiang Lan, who was like a little kitten in his arms.

Yang Fan smiled knowingly; it was different when a girl took the initiative.

He patted the beauty in his arms.

"Get up and wash up; people are here."

"Oh, okay, Boss."

Still dazed, Jiang Lan began to climb out of bed.

The scene was not suitable for children...

Ye Qingcheng came with four people this time, including two official personnel.

As soon as Ye Qingcheng walked in, she sniffed the air. Why was there such a strange smell?

The two official personnel exchanged a look and knew exactly what was going on.

"You really are something; you ask for help and then make people wait this long."

"Then why didn't you call ahead? Besides, I'm not asking you to help for free."

"I'm sure you know the value of this calligraphy."

As Yang Fan spoke, he pushed a box over.

Inside was calligraphy by Emperor Taizong of Tang. He had plenty of these; after all, Emperor Taizong of Tang would be his Father-in-law in the future, so getting his calligraphy would be even easier.

Actually, if Jiang Lan's mother hadn't been pushing her luck, Yang Fan wouldn't have done this. Yang Fan had to let her know the harsh realities of society!

Ye Qingcheng opened it and took a look. It should be authentic, because one can imitate the form of a person's writing, but not the spirit.

Now Ye Qingcheng could confirm that this calligraphy was produced by him personally.

After all, to give away a piece of calligraphy by Emperor Taizong of Tang for such a small matter.

It's just that where on earth did he get these things? The boxes and items were all preserved from that era.

From the looks of it, the stock must be significant, otherwise he wouldn't be so casual about it.

But she had checked his ancestry, and it didn't seem likely.

"Give your documents to the officials; I need to leave once this is done."

Yang Fan also handed over the documents for the two of them.

It was finished in no time, and both of them had obtained their Shanghai household registration.

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh; giving gifts really makes things go smoothly.

Ye Qingcheng also stood up and said:

"We'll be heading off now. If you ever come to Beijing to hang out, you can contact me, and I can treat you to a meal."

Ye Qingcheng was in a hurry to go back, partly because her grandfather was urging her and wanted to see the calligraphy quickly, and partly because her own company had matters waiting for her.

"Alright, next time you come to Shanghai, I'll treat you to a meal as well."

Ye Qingcheng knew how to be polite, and so did Yang Fan—speaking the language of the people he encountered.

Ye Qingcheng was speechless. This was true politeness. When she said she would treat him, she meant it, as she felt Yang Fan had secrets, and it wouldn't be a bad idea to befriend him.

Ye Qingcheng waved her hand, and the group left.

Jiang Lan was staring blankly at the names on the household registration; she hadn't expected transferring a registration to be so simple.

For this day, she had endured unfair treatment from her mother for over a decade.

"Boss, does this mean I don't have to give my mom a dowry?"

"Hmm, just focus on working for me from now on."

Yang Fan also knew that a Shanghai household registration wasn't easy to get; it seemed like one had to pay social security for several years, but after seeing the process, he felt it was too simple.

"Doesn't this make me seem unfilial? After all, she gave birth to me..."

Jiang Lan felt uneasy.

"Then just prepare a coffin for her when she dies. You haven't sent little money home over the years, have you?"

"She has been married three times and still needs to leech off her daughter? Does her own failure need to be borne by you?"

"How else do you want to repay this kindness? Like Nezha, scraping the bones to return to the father and cutting the flesh to return to the mother?"

Yang Fan wrapped his arm around Jiang Lan's waist.

"Besides, you are my person now. You have to do as I say, do you understand!"

"I understand. I'll listen to you, I'm just afraid she'll come looking for trouble."

Jiang Lan was naturally a soft-natured person, and with Yang Fan being so firm now, she didn't dare to resist at all.

"Don't worry, let her find us first!"

Shanghai is so big; is it really that easy for her to find someone just because she says so?

Anyway, when the time comes, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. Giving money is impossible; it will never happen in this lifetime.

Yang Fan took out the three watches Jiang Lan bought yesterday and put one on Jiang Lan.

It looked quite good.

"Boss, this is too expensive, I can't accept it..."

As she spoke, she reached to take it off.

"Hmm? Can it be more precious than you?"

"In my heart, you are priceless!"