HOUSE DAD'S LITERARY LIFE

After Xixi left, Yang Yi was somewhat listless. He was a little lost for an hour.

“You really can’t live without the little girl.” Yang Yi shook his head slightly, sighing and talking to himself.

Xixi’s smile has been deeply engraved in his mind, as if it had become a part of his life. She has just left for a while, and Yang Yi actually already missed the sticky guy!

However, Yang Yi is a person who is used to loneliness.

When he stood up, his eyes became firm.

Since I have come to this world, I have to do something! Even if I don’t repeat the same mistakes and stay away from the assassin’s career, I must not waste this second chance in life!

So, what should be the first thing he do?

Well, it’s kind of funny to say that this guy spent three hours tidying up this place.

Not only did he tidy up because he had a child at home, but he also changed the original furniture layout dramatically.

In fact, the original Yang Yi was a strict and self-disciplined person, so he didn’t leave any disgusting health problem for Yang Yi. But what the hell! Yang Yi had long wanted to vomit to the former’s aesthetic and style.

How can someone in this world be so uncoordinated?

The two small sofas were not placed on either side of the tea table, but were all squeezed together!

The TV cabinet is actually far away from the axis of the living room, and the TV is not even in the center of the cabinet!

There may be clothes in the cupboard, which were neatly stacked, but how many pants and jackets are there?

He really can’t bear it!

If it hadn’t been for Xixi, that clingy little girl, Yang Yi would have already wanted to sort it out!

Finally, it’s done!

Yang Yi poured himself a glass of ice lemonade, and then lay down on the sofa, looking at the symmetrical decoration at home. He felt that all the cell in his body were refreshed as if they were singing happily.

However, it’s a pity that Yang Yi will not stay here all the time!

“It’s too small and uncomfortable!” Compared with the former Yang Yi, Yang Yi is still very different. He pays more attention to the quality of life.

Soon, Yang Yi, lying on the sofa, had a new plan.

Rent a two-storey building, then live with Xixi on the second floor, and then open a small coffee shop on the first floor.

Just like any other literary youths, in Yang Yi’s past life, he would occasionally dream that if he could get rid of his assassin status and lead a stable life, he would have to open a coffee shop.

It doesn’t need to be very busy, doesn’t need to have a good business, or need to invite a lot of waiters like Starbucks. It will just be a simple small coffee shop. Although it only sells coffee, but it sells more feelings!

However, a question arises. Where is the start-up fund?

Yang Yi’s pocket is now completely empty with only a few thousand dollars left. When he brought Xixi out to play, he has freely spent his money to buy foods and drinks for her.

He is afraid that after only a few days, he’ll run out of food, let alone start-up funds.

If changed to the previous Yang Yi, this problem might have been a headache.

But now, Yang Yi doesn’t even think of it as a problem at all. It must be known that he only became a common citizen for only a few days, and his mindset is still that of an assassin who comes and goes without shadows and act like a maverick!

The so-called laws and rules are just a joke to him.

It’s just money! Yang Yi, in his past life, had not worried about money yet.

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Naturally, he will not rob the bank, nor will not rob the clean wealth.1

On Monday afternoon, Yang Yi, wearing a cap, appeared in Shanghai. He went to a busy teahouse and did nothing. He ordered a pot of tea and several plates of snacks. He just silently drank the afternoon tea while reading newspaper.

There weren’t any youth in the teahouse. They are all elderly retirees. They used to work in government offices. They also like to spend their time with a cup of tea and a newspaper.

Now retired, this teahouse has become the best place for them to get together and have a chat.

It took Yang Yi two days to get the information he wanted.

On Wednesday evening, Yang Yi walked into an Internet cafe, found a remote corner, and searched for information about the target.

He knows a little about hacking, but unfortunately, the code in his past life can’t be used in this world, and the logic of the code is wrong.

But fortunately, this world also has a search engine! Moreover, Yang Yi, who knows some hidden logic, has found some dark nets with little effort.

In the dark net, some people will sell some information. Through these channels, Yang Yi quickly got the address he wanted.

“Luo Jinrong, Shanghai JA District, Huiqiao Street, Chang’an Subdistrict, Building No. 306!” Yang Yi looked at the note in his hand, which contained several property information, and at a glance, he saw one of the possible problems.

This Luo Jinrong is the newly appointed Deputy Mayor of Shanghai and the former leader of JA District.

After chatting with some uncles, Yang Yi understood that the people in JA district is full of grievance toward Luo Jinrong. And when he left, some people even lit firecrackers to celebrate!

Naturally, if he had just ruled with an iron fist, Yang Yi will not choose him as the target!

According to Yang Yi’s information, Luo Jinrong has carried out a lot of old house renovation projects in JA District in the past seven years. Among them, demolition and compensation have aroused great controversy. However, under Luo Jinrong’s iron fist suppression, these problems have not been exposed.

“If you don’t have enough money, I’ll eat a keyboard!” Yang Yi thought disdainfully.

Compared with the corrupt official Yang Yi killed in his previous life, Luo Jinrong kept a low profile. Although he has many houses, the goal will not be those big villas. Yang Yi, who already know how a corrupt official think, still believed in his own judgment.

Yang Yi, who doesn’t have the habit of dragging things out, immediately left the Internet Café, return to his foothold, and changed into his night clothes.

At present, his physical condition cannot be compared to that of his previous life. After all, he has just taken possession, and he has not had enough time to practice his skills. Naturally, it is still impossible for him to fly up to the eaves, walk on walls, or throw swords like rain like in his previous life.

Fortunately, this body quality is good, and also a martial arts practitioner, enough to deal with a small corrupt official!

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At about 2 o’clock in the morning, Yang Yi had appeared at the door of the target’s house. He placed his ear against the door and listen. After confirming that no one was inside, Yang Yi took out two pieces of iron, tweak it several times, then opened the thick anti-theft door.

Obviously, the old estate is not Luo Jinrong’s residence. He usually lives in the government courtyard, while Yang Yi guessed that the other slightly luxurious properties are where Luo Jinrong and his lover do their love-making.

In such an old house, with such a high-level anti-theft door, it is already clear what Luo Jinrong wants to do!

Of course, when Yang Yi went in, he saw only an ordinary house with all kinds of furniture. It seemed that some people lived in it and was well-managed.

In the bedroom drawer, Yang Yi could also see a gold chain and some scattered hundred-dollar bills, which seemed to be left by the hostess.

But all of it is just a facade!

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TN: Wealth gotten in a right way.