Fang Yanming's salary wasn't very high, but he had friends who knew how to make money. Lu Mo helped him invest in several stocks, which made him a lot of money, enough to buy a house. Some time ago, he bought a 120-square-meter apartment in a newly built community. It's currently being renovated, and he'll be able to move in next year.
Ye Qingqing picked out that apartment for him. She also bought two apartments in that complex. It's not expensive now because it's a newly developed area. It doesn't look as good as the city center right now, but the future prices will be skyrocketing. Fang Yanming's apartment alone will cost at least ten million.
Not only Ye Qingqing couldn't understand it, but Lu Mo was also confused. He stared at Fang Yanming, waiting to see how he would answer.
Fang Yanming scratched the back of his head, smiled shyly, and said softly, "I... well... I just want to find a girl who truly likes me, so... I didn't mention that I own a house."
The air grew still, broken only by the sounds of a few carefree people gnawing on duck heads.
Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo stared at Fang Yanming for a long time without saying a word, making him feel uneasy, and his smile became increasingly stiff.
Why do you all see me like that?
Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Let's see if you have the looks of Pan An."
Lu Mo added, "Let's see if you're stupid!"
After one person made a sarcastic remark, they were too lazy to pay any more attention to this idiot who had no self-awareness. Ye Qingqing picked up a duck head, but if she didn't eat it soon, Ruan Yingzi and Li Wuming would devour it all. There were now only five or six duck heads left out of the twenty, and a small mountain of duck bones had been piled up in front of the two of them.
Lu Mo also picked up a duck head and started eating it. Ye Mingcheng's spicy duck head had a secret recipe. An older woman who often came to his place to play mahjong was from Sichuan Province. Her family owned a restaurant that specialized in stewing spicy duck heads and spicy rabbit heads. The taste was amazing. When the older woman saw that Ye Mingcheng wanted to learn how to cook, she gave him the recipe.
Ye Qingqing looked at the seasoning recipe, which was extremely complicated, no less so than her own prescription. It made her dizzy, but Ye Mingcheng was overjoyed. He prepared all the spices according to the recipe and successfully stewed spicy duck heads on his first try. He then froze the braising liquid in the refrigerator and stewed it again the next time he wanted to eat it. The longer it was stewed, the more mellow the flavor would become.
The woman said that the braising sauce in her restaurant was passed down from her grandfather decades ago, and the taste is amazing. All the customers are repeat customers, and they want to eat more and more. No one has a bad word to say about it.
Everyone in the family loves spicy duck heads. The old lady and Gu Nianci also love them. Ye Mingcheng stews a big pot of them every few days, and the braising liquid becomes more and more fragrant and the taste becomes more and more authentic. Lu Mo also loves to gnaw on them.
Fang Yanming was unconvinced and snorted, "I just want to find true love, what's wrong with that? I will definitely treat my wife well, I won't let her do any heavy or tiring work, I'll give her all my salary, and I'll take care of all the housework."
If he had the looks of Pan An, he wouldn't be a policeman anymore; he could become a star and make tons of money like it's nothing. It would be so easy and glamorous. He wouldn't need to work day and night investigating cases, earning only a meager salary all year round. If it weren't for Lu Mo's help, he would never be able to afford a house, even if he worked until he died.
After risking my life for so many years, I still don't earn as much as a celebrity makes from a single gig. Sigh!
Fang Yanming felt extremely distressed. He had recently seen a news report about a big star who had evaded more than ten million yuan in taxes and had been arrested. This big star used to earn six figures for his appearance fees, but he could easily earn tens of thousands of yuan just by humming a song or cutting some hair.
Fang Yanming really couldn't understand why someone would evade taxes when making money so easily. If he could earn that much money, he would hand it over to the tax authorities without missing a single penny, and he wouldn't engage in any other crooked practices. He would definitely live an upright life.
Unfortunately, he didn't have that ability, so he could only honestly investigate cases and earn a meager living.
Is it wrong for him to want to find true love?
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