Imposter Young Master
Chapter 23 Simple and Rude_1

Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Simple and Rude_1

Not long after, the school bell rang for the end of the day.

Yang Gang was still sitting honestly at his desk, flipping through his copy of "Self-Cultivation of Actors," seemingly very ’engrossed’.

An alluring aroma filled the air, it was the scent of jasmine—exactly to Yang Gang’s liking. Young Master Yang reflexively inhaled deep, only then raising his head up.

A beautiful, fair face with a touch of shyness, it was Shen Jing.

"What’s up?" Yang Gang asked curiously.

Shen Jing nervously rubbed her hands together, saying, "If there’s anything you don’t understand, I can teach you. As the heir of the Yang family, you need to learn about management."

"It’s not my turn to inherit." Yang Gang shrugged nonchalantly.

"What?" Shen Jing was taken aback.

Yang Gang quickly clarified, "What I mean is, I have a sister and a twin sister. Even though I’m a male, I’m actually not regarded highly at home. My sister and Yang Fei have a higher aptitude for business; when dad gets old, they’ll probably be the ones to inherit the Yang family’s fortune."

Thinking about this, a lightbulb went off in Yang Gang’s head.

"Ehm... come to think of it, after the ’previous’ one passed away, only the two daughters of Mr. Yang will be left. The Yang family’s assets will surely be divided between the two daughters. In that case, won’t the beneficiaries be... Mr. Yang’s two sons-in-law?!"

Yang Gang tilted his head and thought, "If I marry Sister Ya, won’t half of the Yang family’s fortune fall into my hands? No, no, the fortune is secondary, Sister Ya herself is the core asset. With her incomparable beauty, she’s the real competitive edge."

"Yang Gang?" Seeing that Yang Gang was lost in his own world, Shen Jing softly spoke up.

"Hmm..." Yang Gang came back to his senses, smiling, "Alright, I’ll ask you if there’s anything I don’t understand."

"Okay then, I’ll get going now." Shen Jing said with a smile, then she left.

Only after Shen Jing had disappeared from his sight did Yang Gang let his gaze wander, he lightly pondered before tidying his desk a little.

In many public universities, classrooms are not set. But Haixing University is a private and wealthy university, so every class has its own specified classroom. Of course, every student also has a set seat.

Yang Gang was strolling leisurely alone in the vast campus... until he remembered the absurd bounty mission.

If I can’t even find the person, how the hell am I supposed to kill anyone?

Besides, isn’t the fine for breaching the agreement a bit too steep?! A hundred million US dollars, goddamn, that’s over 600 million RMB!

Yang Gang had a hunch that he would end up carrying this hefty breach of agreement fine.

Therefore, the priority now was to save money.

But to save 600 million RMB in a year...

My monthly ’performance fee’ is ten thousand RMB, which adds up to 120,000 for a year, 1.2 million for ten years, 12 million for a hundred years...

There’s no need to calculate further.

While Yang Gang was feeling frustrated, a voice suddenly echoed, "I would never set up Young Master Yang!"

Yang Gang was slightly taken aback; it was the voice of Four-eyes from his class.

Yang Gang had a good impression of Four-eyes. Despite his chubby figure and his thick glasses, he was one of the few people who genuinely cared for Yang Gang.

Without making a sound, Yang Gang stood there and looked in the direction of the voice.

In the not-too-far distance, two tall and well-built youths were surrounding Four-eyes.

Yang Gang recognized these two youths; they seemed to be from his class.

"Hey, Four-eyes, got some nerve, huh?" one of the young men in a checkered shirt sneered.

Four-eyes adjusted his glasses and calmly said, "No, Young Master Yang is already pitiful enough. Haven’t you heard? Young Master Yang had a car accident last weekend, he hit his head and now has intermittent amnesia."

"Hmm... So that’s why he seemed like a completely different person in the morning and afternoon." The youth in the checkered shirt said pensively.

"Xu Ting! What the hell are you nodding for? Did you forget what we’re here for?!" Shouted the other guy in the black t-shirt.

The checkered shirt youth smacked his forehead, and gripping Four-eyes by his collar, snarled, "Four-eyes! I’m giving you one more chance. Tomorrow, pour this bag of drugs into Yang Gang’s tea, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Yang Gang strolled over leisurely, wearing a harmless, beaming smile on his face.

The two hulking youths were startled at first, but they quickly collected themselves.

Why should they be afraid? This Yang Gang has intermittent amnesia; even if they give him a full-on beating, he may not remember it!

The guy in the black t-shirt gave Xu Ting a look, and Xu Ting understood.

The two youths hesitated a bit and then, gritting their teeth, they rushed at Yang Gang without another word.

Four-eyes tried to stop them, but it was already too late.

Looking at the two menacing figures charging at him, a flicker of cold laughter flashed in Yang Gang’s eyes.

Xu Ting was the fastest and reached Yang Gang first. He swung his fist at Yang Gang’s belly.

Xu Ting was tall, at least 1.85 meters, taller than Yang Gang, with his long arms and toned muscles, it was easy to imagine the strength of his punch.

Yang Gang remained still, waiting until Xu Ting’s punch was just about to hit. He smoothly pulled on Xu Ting’s hand and gave it a yank, then his knee shot up and heavily hammered into Xu Ting’s chest.

Xu Ting grunted, his mind went fuzzy. When he finally came to, he was in agonizing pain.

Yang Gang snorted, "Damn, you’re so weak and yet dare to make a spectacle of yourself."

While scolding, Yang Gang kicked Xu Ting in the abdomen.

Xu Ting’s body flew sideways through the air, performing an impromptu freefall before crashing heavily to the ground, screaming in agony.

Yang Gang didn’t seem to be satisfied, he took a few steps forward and relentlessly kicked the fallen Xu Ting.

Kicking and swearing, he said, "Damn it, you insignificant piece of shit even dared to plot against this young master. Look at yourself in the mirror. It’s not your fault if you’re so ugly, or if you go out and scare people. But it’s wrong to be jealous of handsome guys just because you’re ugly."

Four-eyes was stunned. This...

He’d never before articulated what it meant to be simple and violent. Now, he understood.

So, a fight wasn’t a turn-based system of a punch for a kick. It could be resolved in such a simple and violent way?!

But then again, since when could Young Master Yang fight like this?!

The accomplice of Xu Ting, the guy in the black t-shirt, was completely stunned. He watched as Xu Ting was beaten up by Yang Gang from all directions, unable to react in any way.

In the end, it was Four-eyes who snapped out of it first. He quickly ran over and tried to stop Yang Gang. "Young Master Yang, don’t hit him anymore, they’re our classmates. And they have... circumstances."

"Circumstances?" Yang Gang sneered, "Because they’re ugly?"

Four-eyes was speechless, what did that have to do with anything?!

He took a moment to gather his thoughts, then said, "They wanted to get Ling Yunfei’s attention by troubling you."

"Ling Yunfei again!" Yang Gang paused, then snarled, "So, trying to curry favor with Ling Yunfei by picking a fight with me is their ’circumstance’?"

Four-eyes hurriedly explained, "No, Yang Gang, you misunderstood. Xu Ting and the others don’t really want to curry favor with Ling Yunfei. They just want to join the school’s basketball team."

"Hmm?" Yang Gang paused, "That’s a new excuse. Do explain."