Imposter Young Master
Chapter 32 Really Disgraceful_1

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Really Disgraceful_1

Yang Fei’s just-relaxed face turned black instantly again. She threw the things in Lin Yueyao’s hand to the ground, and then grabbed Yueyao’s hand, "Yueyao, our maid service doesn’t offer this service! If this rascal makes any strange requests in the future, you just refuse him. If he dares to fire you, I’ll back you up!"

Yang Gang became depressed. He was absolutely a mortal enemy with this step-sister in a past life – they were like water and fire, mutually restraining enemies.

This was too much. His modest hobby was being "cruelly" stripped away.

This was intolerable.

Just as he was gearing up to protest, Yang Ya shot him a look, "Gang, you really should behave properly. You are the only son of the Yang family, representing the image of our family."

Yang Gang instantly deflated: "Got it, Sis."

Watching Yang Gang’s dejected look, Yang Fei’s mood improved significantly. She made a funny face at Yang Gang, took Yueyao’s hand, and walked away.

Only when the three women had left did Yang Gang come back to his senses.

He felt somewhat devastated.

Damn it, this step-sister of his was a real temptress.

Just a funny face had bewitched him.

Damn, impostor Young Master Yang, you’re really a disgrace!

"Speaking of which, this is very strange. I am a die-hard ’fan’ and should be more into Sister Ya. Why am I repeatedly mesmerised by Yang Fei? It’s unscientific!"

After pondering for a while and seemingly not reaching any valuable conclusion, Yang Gang shook his head and decided not to overthink.

"Whatever, let’s just shower and sleep!"

...

The next day, Yang Gang was woken up by Lin Yueyao.

Yang Gang didn’t blame himself for not getting out of the comfy bed. He was used to sleeping on a clay brick bed, after all.

By the time Yang Gang leisurely finished bathing and grooming, Yang Ya had gone to work, and Yang Fei had already left for school.

When Yang Ming stepped out of the house, the driver Yang Feng, had already prepared the Audi car.

Yang Gang waved his hand: "Brother Feng, there’s no need to send me today. I’ll drive myself."

Yang Feng was taken aback: "Young Master, does that mean I don’t have anything to do?"

Yang Gang smirked, beckoned Yang Feng closer, and handed him a piece of paper.

There seemed to be a series of numbers, like a phone number, on it.

"Young Master, what is this?" Yang Feng asked, puzzled.

Yang Gang looked around, and then said casually, "It’s probably a weapon dealer’s contact information."

Last night, Yang Gang was awakened from his sleep by the ringtone of a text message on his phone. He glanced at it; it was an English text message: thankyou, yang. Nct.

Yang Gang had heard of this nct when he was a bounty hunter. It was a global arms smuggling merchant, not particularly large in scale, but it accounted for more than 2% of the global arms smuggling market, with a total value of about 3 billion US dollars, ranking eighth among global arms smugglers.

Yang Gang had a good impression of this nct arms smuggling organization, because among the top ten arms smugglers in the world, nct is the only one that clearly does not sell weapons to terrorists.

After long-term development, international arms smuggling has long formed a stable "industrial chain", and arms dealers are brokers between "sources" and "buyers".

Arms dealers have two main types of "buyers": one is governments, anti-government militants, or guerrilla organizations in war-torn areas; and the other is international terrorists. For the former type of buyer, arms dealers tend to meet their needs, selling weapons to both government forces and anti-government militants. Because the longer the war between the two lasts, the more profit the arms dealers make. For the latter type of buyers, most arms dealers are also unscrupulous, making them "propellers" of global terrorist activities.

But NCT was able to uphold the most basic moral principle and never sell weapons to terrorists, something that Yang Gang admired very much.

...

At first glance, this text message seemed a bit inexplicable, but in fact, it was full of intrigues.

If Yang Gang guessed correctly, this NCT arms dealer was also one of the members who came to Hangcheng for a deal this time. They probably thought that Yang Gang deliberately closed the chess and card room tonight and signaled them to run away. If this was the case, then he was their lifesaver.

However, they were also not sure about this.

Therefore, they sent over this inexplicable text message.

If Yang Gang didn’t know what NCT was, if Yang Gang didn’t understand the meaning of this text message, then everything would have just been a coincidence.

But if Yang Gang could see through everything, then Yang Gang was purposely disrupting the police, letting them escape.

Given the integrity of the NCT organization, they would certainly not let their benefactor suffer a loss.

Speaking of which, all of this was indeed a series of misinterpretations caused by coincidences.

However, although it was a coincidence, given Yang Gang’s mentality of ’taking advantages when possible’, how could he possibly miss this opportunity?

...

"Arms dealer?" Yang Feng was startled: "I don’t remember that the Yang family business involves arms trading."

Yang Gang shook his head, "This is not part of the Yang family’s business."

Yang Feng seemed to understand and whispered, "Does Young Master want to establish a direct contact with this arms dealer?"

Yang Gang didn’t hide his intentions: "Yes, I want to explore new business channels. Even if I didn’t mention it, you should have noticed that the Yang family is in trouble now. The remaining nine families in Hangcheng have monopolized the most profitable emerging industries, and our Yang family simply cannot get involved. If we continue like this, it’s just a slow death. We need a breakthrough. I think this is an opportunity."

Yang Feng hesitated and then said, "Young Master, but smuggling arms carries a great risk."

"But it’s a breakthrough, isn’t it?" Yang Gang said with a casual smile.

Seeing Yang Gang’s calm smile, Yang Feng felt a strange sense of calmness.

"I understand." Yang Feng said respectfully.

"Also, this matter is a secret solely between us, don’t reveal it to anyone else," Yang Gang added.

"Yes, I understand." Yang Feng said before leaving.

Then Yang Gang strolled over to the garage and immediately spotted the blue Lamborghini.

It was quite a sight, its futuristic design giving off a cool, futuristic vibe.

Damn, it was so cool, so cool that Yang Gang didn’t even know how to express it!

Ferraris might be the most common among sports cars, but Ferraris always seem to give people a nouveau-riche feel. But Lamborghini, just hearing this name, it carries with it an aura of elegance.

Although Yang Gang was a country bumpkin, he particularly liked the Lamborghini brand, especially cars in an azure blue colour

Inserting the keys, starting the Lamborghini, and feeling the end-of-summer breeze on his face, Yang Gang found it particularly satisfying!

Yang Gang didn’t have any classes in the first two periods, so he took his time, driving the Lamborghini slowly along the Moat. The journey was filled with infatuated, envious, and resentful eyes, making it hard for people not born into the upper class to accept their circumstances.

However, Young Master Yang’s experiences prove one thing: even if you are not born rich, that’s ok. As long as you look like a rich young master, you can live a wonderful life.

Just then, a voice suddenly came.

"Ling Yunfei! What on earth are you trying to do?" It was a girl’s voice. Although it was full of anger, it was also oddly sexy, making one wonder if she was a wasted talent for not being a voice actress.

Though Yang Gang wasn’t a big fan of voice actresses, he was still drawn in by the voice.

Because he heard a ’familiar’ name.

Ling Yunfei.