Mistaking My Sister-In-Law for My Wife After Getting Drunk!

There weren’t many people willing to hire him to take charge of a project.

At most, they would offer him a mid-level position, like some kind of manager.

As for a high-level position like deputy general manager, don’t even think about it.

“It’s all that Xu Yang’s fault, if it wasn’t for his Haidilao, we wouldn’t have ended up like this!”

Yang Jingsheng’s face was filled with resentment.

In his view, everything was Xu Yang’s fault.

Not only had he been sent to the detention center, but Xu Yang also acquired what’s called Haidilao, introducing some kind of ultimate service.

It would have been a piece of cake, but he made it so popular that Meiwei hotpot didn’t get any business at all.

“I really misjudged that Xu Yang,” Yang Tiancheng said bitterly.

He had indeed misjudged him.

If Zhao Yulu were with Xu Yang, then the general manager of Haidilao wouldn’t be Zhao Hai, but him.

Given the popularity of Haidilao, its future development was bound to become a catering empire worth tens or even hundreds of billions.

Being in charge of a catering empire worth tens or even hundreds of billions, just the thought of it was thrilling.

Unfortunately, all of that had nothing to do with him.

“Who would have thought his luck would be so good!” Yang Jingsheng jealously ranted.

He still believed it was all down to Xu Yang’s luck.

By sheer luck, Xu Yang made money from trading futures and finding bargains, which led to the subsequent acquisitions of Fengcai Guild and Haidilao, and his current success.

As for how the ultimate service at Haidilao came about, he intentionally or unintentionally overlooked that.

“This isn’t luck anymore,” Yang Tiancheng shook his head and said.

If he still said Xu Yang was just lucky, it would be nothing but self-deception.

A son could deceive himself, but he could not.

“Hmph, no matter what, he’s still no match for young master Chen!” Yang Jingsheng snorted.

“That’s true, at least for now he’s no match,” Yang Tiancheng nodded in agreement.

Currently, Xu Yang indeed didn’t compare to Chen Guanglei, after all, Chen Guanglei had a father worth several billions.

Xu Yang’s Fengcai Guild and Haidilao were making money, but they still couldn’t compare to Chen Guanglei’s father.

As for the future, it was uncertain.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would definitely surpass them in the future.

But as for how Xu Yang was doing, it was already none of their business.

“By the way, Yu Lu, after the failure of this hotpot plan and possibly leaving Meiwei Group soon, I won’t have a job lined up, could you talk to young master Chen and see if I could work at Jiasheng Media?”

During this time, Yang Jingsheng hadn’t been looking for work, just waiting for his dad to make a success of the hotpot project and get promoted to president, then he could rejoin Meiwei Group.

Now it seemed there was no chance of returning to the company.

If his father left the company to look for another job, he wouldn’t be able to start directly at a high level, and thus couldn’t arrange a job for him.

That meant he had to think of other means, as he certainly couldn’t stay jobless forever.

And with his lack of ability, looking for work outside could only get him an ordinary job with a monthly salary of several thousand at best.

Such work was absolutely torture for him.

So, he set his sights on Chen Guanglei.

He wanted Zhao Yulu to talk to Chen Guanglei and arrange a leading position for him at Jiasheng Media.

“You can just speak to him directly, don’t you know him?” Zhao Yulu was somewhat reluctant.

She knew all too well what kind of character Yang Jingsheng was.

She definitely didn’t want to work at the same company as Yang Jingsheng.

“We know each other, but he’s currently pursuing you, it would be more appropriate if you spoke to him,” Yang Jingsheng said, somewhat displeased.

He knew Chen Guanglei, but that was all there was to their acquaintance.

It was through a mutual friend’s introduction.

He introduced Zhao Yulu to Chen Guanglei. After Chen saw Yulu’s photo and found her beautiful, he started to pay him some attention.

But after Chen Guanglei met Zhao Yulu in person, he barely gave him the time of day.

He really had no special relationship with Chen Guanglei.

When it came to phone calls, he was at a loss for what to say.

If he approached Chen Guanglei directly for job arrangement, the results would likely be unsatisfactory.

“He is pursuing me, but I can’t make requests based on that. Otherwise, what does that make me? You better speak to him yourself,” Zhao Yulu was still unwilling to help.

“Yu Lu, what do you mean by this? Are you getting too big for your britches, not caring about your family anymore?” Yang Jingsheng’s brow furrowed.

Zhao Yulu didn’t say anything.

“Yu Lu, it’s only right for you to help Jing Sheng out,” Yang Tiancheng naturally sided with his son.

“I do want to help him, but if I talk to Chen Guanglei, how would that make him see me? I’d have a hard time after that. I can’t just put myself in an awkward position for Jing Sheng’s sake,” Zhao Yulu rarely talked back to Yang Tiancheng.

Yang Tiancheng’s brow furrowed, showing his displeasure.

But he had to admit, Zhao Yulu made some sense.

Asking Zhao Yulu to speak with Chen Guanglei about arranging a job for his son did seem unfair.

After all, Zhao Yulu wasn’t Chen Guanglei’s girlfriend yet.

“Just tell Chen to give me a job at Jiasheng Media. How does that embarrass you? I think you just don’t want to help!” Yang Jingsheng’s expression soured.

Zhao Yulu remained silent.

“Not talking now? Did I hit a nerve? Have you really outgrown us? Remember, you were raised on the Yang family’s dime. We ask you for a small favor and you can’t even do that—are you without a conscience?” Yang Jingsheng’s tone grew harsher as he continued.

“I’m full, you guys eat,” Zhao Yulu couldn’t stand it any longer, and without arguing, she quickly finished her meal, put down her utensils, and returned to her room.

“Dad, look at her—she’s completely disregarding us,” Yang Jingsheng complained.

“Let it be,” Yang Tiancheng gestured with his hand, “She probably does feel put upon by this matter. Let’s not press her further. You talk to Chen personally. He likes Yu Lu so much, and it was you who introduced them. You’re owed some favor. It’s just a job; he probably won’t turn you down.”

“That’s the only way,” Yang Jingsheng sighed reluctantly, feeling a lingering resentment towards Zhao Yulu in his heart.

To think she wouldn’t even mention it, completely disregarding him as family.

Before, whatever they asked of Zhao Yulu, she would do it.

Even if she was reluctant, she’d still go along with it.

But today was different—she had not budged an inch.

It seemed becoming a vice president at a small company made her think she had wings.

“Yujuan, I’m not full yet. Get me another bowl of rice,” Yang Tiancheng said.

Liu Yujuan didn’t move.

She continued to eat quietly as if she hadn’t heard what had just been said, looking as though she was lost in a world of her own, pondering something.

“Yujuan,” Yang Tiancheng called out, raising his voice and tapping the tabletop.

“Ah? What?” Liu Yujuan finally snapped back to reality.

“What are you thinking about?” asked Yang Tiancheng with a frown.

“Nothing, just wondering if there’s any way to save the hotpot restaurant,” Liu Yujuan hurriedly replied.

Of course, that was a lie. If she had such concern and capability, things wouldn’t be this way now.

What she pondered was what to do in the future.

If Yang Tiancheng left Meiwei Group, his new work wouldn’t be as good as before, and his income would decrease.

The money he gave her each month would surely lessen, and her quality of life would suffer.

Her ex-husband Zhao Hai, on the other hand, was the general manager of Jiadi Lao, reaching another peak in his career, with the future looking even brighter.

Should she get back together with Zhao Hai?

If she reunites with Zhao Hai, Xu Yang would become her son-in-law.

She could become a vice president at the Fengcai Guild or Jiadi Lao without a problem.