After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

"Yang, you go ahead and eat, don't wait for them."

At that moment, Jiang Shuyun said with a cheerful smile.

Yang Hao nodded, thinking to himself that his mother-in-law must have heard the sounds, and while it didn't bother him, with his thick skin, he wondered whether she realized it wasn't the same person.

He guessed she hadn't; if she had, she probably wouldn't be so hospitable. Yang Hao didn't think his mother-in-law was open-minded enough to that extent.

Yang Hao was eating the men's power-up combo when his phone suddenly rang with an unfamiliar landline number. He hung up directly.

Lately, all sorts of banks and securities companies had somehow gotten hold of his mobile number, and he often received calls about making deposits or purchasing financial products.

Meanwhile, at Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics.

The Youth League Committee office.

Han Hui put down the phone with a depressed look: "Secretary Zhang, Mr. Yang still isn't picking up the phone."

Youth League Secretary Zhang Wanjun was standing in front of Han Hui's desk, tasked with ensuring that Yang Hao, the CEO of Tianmei Media, would be invited to attend the university celebration.

He himself had already made two calls, but the other party hadn't answered any of them.

"Secretary Zhang, I think we could let Mrs. Yu give it a try."

Han Hui suddenly had a brainwave.

"Which Mrs. Yu?" Zhang Wanjun asked, frowning.

"Ranran, she seems to be an old classmate of Mr. Yang. If she were to get involved, maybe it would work out better,"

Han Hui suggested.

"Then what are we waiting for? Go and find Mrs. Yu, or I can give her a call myself," said Zhang Wanjun.

"Secretary Zhang, it might be better if you call yourself. Although Ranran and I are friends, a matter like this carries more weight coming from you,"

Yesterday, Han Hui had noticed that there seemed to be something unusual about the relationship between Ranran and Mr. Yang, but when she asked Ranran about it, she didn't say much, just mentioning they were ordinary classmates.

So it was better for something official like this to be handled directly by Zhang Wanjun.

The Department of Business Administration, academic adviser's office.

Ranran clicked on the business card Chen Ruohan shared with her yesterday. She had been agonizing since yesterday about whether to add Yang Hao on Weixun.

If Yang Hao hadn't soared to the position of CEO of such a big group like Tianmei Media, she probably wouldn't be hesitating and would have just added him as a friend, given that so many years had passed since their peaceful breakup, without any lingering bitterness.

But now, with him being the CEO of a big group, adding him as a friend seemed a bit like currying favor, despite the fact that he had Chen Ruohan give her his business card…

As she was hesitating, the phone on her desk suddenly rang.

Ranran picked up the phone, and Zhang Wanjun's voice came through: "Mrs. Yu, this is Secretary Zhang from the Youth League."

"Hello Secretary Zhang, what's the matter?" Ranran normally interacted with the Youth League through Han Hui. It was the first time she was getting a direct call from Zhang Wanjun.

"Mrs. Yu, here's the thing, I need a favor. Next week is our school's 60th-anniversary celebration, and the university has invited many distinguished alumni to attend, but we haven't been able to reach Tianmei Media's Mr. Yang Hao. It's said that you are his old classmate, so I was hoping you could help us get in touch…"

Zhang Wanjun laid out his request in one breath.

"Uh, sure,"

Ranran hesitated for a moment but then agreed.

After hanging up, Ranran, who had been struggling with the decision, clicked directly to add Yang Hao as a Weixun friend, thankful to Zhang Wanjun for giving her a legitimate reason.

On the other side, Yang Hao, who was eating his power-up combo, heard his phone chime. Glancing at the screen, he saw a new Weixun friend request notification.

Yang Hao frequently received friend requests on Weixun from various women through different channels, so he was quite accustomed to it. However, this time the person who added him used the nickname "Yu Ranran."

Yang Hao, who wasn't planning to pay attention to such notifications, immediately picked up his phone and accepted the friend verification. Yesterday, before leaving, he specifically told Chen Ruohan to give his Weixun business card to Ranran, wondering if she would add him.

Time passed, and he forgot about the matter, not expecting her to eventually add him.

"Next Friday is our university's 60th-anniversary celebration. The school would like to invite you to participate, but they haven't been able to contact you. Do you have time to attend?"

After passing the friend verification, Ranran sent a fairly formal message.

"Is this a task they assigned to you?"

Yang Hao replied, opting not to respond directly but to ask instead.

"Not really,"

Ranran quickly replied, then added, "But of course, it would be great if you could attend."

In fact, attending a university anniversary was something Yang Hao was quite willing to do. As the proverb goes, "A rich man's hometown triumph is akin to walking in brilliant robes at night." Returning to one's alma mater for a celebration was essentially the same concept.

For someone as wealthy as Yang Hao, the pleasures of life were fairly straightforward...

Therefore, an opportunity like a university celebration, where one could show off, was something Yang Hao was happy to participate in. Naturally, the socially savvy way to express it would be: to give back to the alma mater for its nurturing and teaching!

In other words, "Today I am proud of my alma mater; tomorrow my alma mater will be proud of me!"

"Okay, let the school official in charge of the anniversary event get in touch with me,"

Yang Hao sent a reply.

On the other side.

Han Hui had already arrived at Ranran's office.

"How did it go, Ranran?"

"What did Mr. Yang say? You two are old classmates, so he should give you this face," said Han Hui. Knowing that Jiangcheng Finance and Economics College had produced a billionaire like Yang Hao, the school was very interested. If there was no progress on Ranran's part, Zhang Wanjun was ready to personally visit Tianmei Media headquarters.

"He agreed,"

"He said to have the official responsible for the anniversary event coordinate with him!"

Solving a problem that the Youth League Committee couldn't handle gave Ranran a sense of accomplishment. Moreover, in a university environment, having connections like hers would make things easier in the future.

"As expected, it had to be Ranran who took action!"

"Secretary Zhang just mentioned that if it didn't work out, he would personally visit the Tianmei Media headquarters," said Han Hui excitedly. Then she added, "I'm going back to report to Secretary Zhang!"

With eagerness, Han Hui headed to Zhang Wanjun's Youth League Secretary's office, "Secretary Zhang, good news, everything's been arranged with Ranran."

"Mr. Yang said our staff could just coordinate with him directly."

"So soon?"

Zhang Wanjun was somewhat taken aback, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the desk before asking curiously, "What exactly is the relationship between little Yu and Mr. Yang?"

"They say they were old classmates, but I feel like it's not that simple," Han Hui had sensed something unusual about their relationship the day before, though Ranran hadn't elaborated.

After some thought, Zhang Wanjun picked up the phone on his desk and called Yu Ranran, asking her to come to his office.

"Secretary Zhang, shall I go ahead and liaise with Mr. Yang now?" Han Hui asked.

"No need for now, you go ahead with your other tasks," Zhang Wanjun gestured dismissively.

"Alright."

Although she had no idea what Zhang Wanjun was up to, as a subordinate, Han Hui didn't feel it was her place to ask too many questions. She would simply do what the leader instructed.

After a while, Yu Ranran arrived at Zhang Wanjun's office: "Secretary Zhang, you wanted to see me."

"Take a seat, little Yu," said Zhang Wanjun with a friendly smile, pointing to the sofa for visitors, and even personally poured a cup of tea for Yu Ranran.

Yu Ranran was somewhat flattered, after all, the other party was a campus leader, yet was being so polite to her at this moment.

"Have you got everything sorted with Mr. Yang, little Yu?" Zhang Wanjun asked with a smile.

"Yes, he said our university staff should coordinate with him," she replied.

"Little Yu, this is what I'm thinking, since you and Mr. Yang are old classmates, I would like to entrust the reception work to you," Zhang Wanjun straight out conveyed his thoughts.

"Ah?"

"But, I'm not part of the Youth League," Yu Ranran was initially surprised and then shook her head.

"You're not now, but you could be! Since Secretary Qi of the Youth League is retiring, we've had an open position for a while," Zhang Wanjun explained.

"I just don't know if you're interested in taking up a post in the Youth League? If you want to, I can communicate with the leaders of your department," he offered openly.

Yu Ranran was shocked; currently, she was a guidance counselor in the Business Administration department and sometimes taught elective courses to students.

At the university, she was one of the teachers with a lower rank, but the Youth League was different. It held a unique place within the university, independent of the departments, and those who were teachers in the university's Youth League often had some background.

For instance, Han Hui had secured her position in the Youth League through the connection of a vice president.

Therefore, for Yu Ranran, moving to the Youth League would naturally be an improvement over her current job.

"If that's possible, I would certainly be willing to work in the Youth League," Yu Ranran quickly expressed her willingness.

"Great, then it's settled," Zhang Wanjun declared.

"I will speak with Director Zhao from your department."

"And the task of coordinating with Mr. Yang will be your responsibility!"

Zhang Wanjun, the old hand at networking, shrewdly perceived that Teacher Yu had an unusual relationship with the multi-billionaire Yang Hao.

It was more than suitable for her to receive him, and that was just the first move in the game. For the upcoming 60th-anniversary celebration, the school had organized a series of events, among which rallying outstanding alumni to give back to the school was a crucial task.

Yes, giving back meant donating!

It wasn't uncommon to see news of some business owner donating a handsome sum of money to their alma mater, but of course, the schools that received large donations were usually the well-known universities.

However, other higher education institutions were green with envy. With local government budgets being tight these past years, some schools even struggled to disburse salaries, hence accepting donations had already become an important source of revenue.

In this series of anniversary events, the school authorities naturally hoped to receive donations from their outstanding alumni as well.

To make people willingly part with their money, the school would also need to handle public relations well, starting with ensuring the reception work was impeccably done.

Thus, Zhang Wanjun asking Yu Ranran to receive Mr. Yang was also laying the groundwork for future work.

Even though Zhang Wanjun was not certain about the exact nature of Yu Ranran's relationship with Mr. Yang, or how much it could contribute to subsequent work, having such an acquaintance would at least facilitate the tasks.

When Yu Ranran left Zhang Wanjun's office, she was still in a daze. After finishing her postgraduate studies, she had stayed at the university to work, but she had not seen much advancement in her rank.

And now, because of Yang Hao, she'd been transferred to Youth League work. She could never have dreamed that one day she would benefit from her ex-boyfriend's influence. She knew that her contact with Yang Hao would inevitably increase now that she had taken on this new role, which made her feel somewhat uneasy.

She didn't know how to face her old flame.

What was even more troubling was that he had transformed into the very type of man she had always been searching for.

Given her striking looks, standout education, and excellent job, Yu Ranran had always set her standards high, which was why she had remained single all these years – she was just too picky.

She, like many older single women, had this common issue of claiming modest requirements and looking for compatibility while secretly hoping to find a tall, rich, and handsome man.

Yang Hao's external attributes naturally fit her aesthetic; otherwise, they wouldn't have been together for over two years. So, tall and handsome were qualities Yang Hao had always possessed.

As for wealth, Yang Hao now had a fortune worth billions!

Unknowingly, her old boyfriend had become the embodiment of the man she had dreamed of.