"What's your name?" the man asked.
Yang Gang hesitated slightly before answering, "Yang Gang, what's the matter?"
Surprisingly, the man became even more excited. He kept mumbling, "It's destiny, really, it's destiny."
"Hey, man, are you alright?" Yang Gang was totally bewildered.
"Uhm, would you be able to play the role of my son?" the man asked excitedly.
"Huh?" Yang Gang grimaced, "Is this some custom here in Hangcheng?"
This man is none other than Yang Lin.
Realizing that he had lost his composure, Yang Lin quickly introduced himself, "Let me introduce myself. I am Yang Lin, a well-known figure in Hangcheng. Here's the thing..."
Next, Yang Lin briefly explained the situation, how his son unexpectedly passed away and he was afraid his family couldn't accept this reality.
After listening, Yang Gang roughly understood Yang Lin's intentions. He looked again at the photo of Yang Lin's deceased son, and he was a little stunned.
Holy shit, could one's own obituary photo look so handsome?
No, that's not the point. Incredibly, there were people in the world who looked so alike, despite having no blood connection.
Moreover, even their height, accents, and even names were the same.
God damn, this was no simple case of 'doppelgängers.' It was like a clone!
For a moment, Yang Gang thought he originated from a parallel universe.
He pondered for a moment, then leisurely answered: "Uh, I could, I suppose. The acting fee would be 20,000 Yuan per month."
Yang Lin promptly shook his head, "5,000 per month, accommodation and meals free of charge. If you perform well, there's a year-end bonus of 100,000."
"5,000 is too little, at least 15,000," Yang Gang retorted.
"8,000, not a penny more," Yang Lin replied.
After a period of wrangling, Yang Gang's 'acting fee' was finalized at 10,000 a month.
Being a billionaire, Yang Lin didn't mind the few thousand Yuan difference. His negotiation with Yang Gang was not about haggling over the price, but a means to control Yang Gang from demanding sky-high prices.
People like Yang Lin are cunning, indeed.
...
A deluxe, stretch Mercedes car slowly drove into a luxurious villa, making Yang Gang green with envy.
"Hey, cheap old man, can you knock off a piece of the crystal tile from the swimming pool for me?" He asked.
Yang Lin, sitting next to him, looked helpless. "Although my son was timid by nature, he at least had some etiquette. This guy is clearly a bumpkin. Can he deceive my wife and two daughters?"
Yang Gang, I've already informed you about my son's situation. When you meet the old lady later, you're not allowed to behave like this. Although you two look alike, there's a risk of exposing the truth."
Yang Gang waved off his concerns, "Don't worry, I've got it covered."
Yang Lin was quite concerned. Could this guy really pull it off? This wasn't about finding a stand-in actor; he would need to play the leading role in this real-life drama. Trained, professional actors might not even be able to handle the heat well. Would this amateur teenager be able to?
While they were talking, the Mercedes had stopped.
A girl in her early twenties was waiting in front of them.
Yang Gang took a glance and his eyes gleamed.
Oh my god, what a beauty!
Her face was so beautiful, not inferior to any A-list actress.
And her figure, wow, not to mention, she's tall and slender.
Yang Lin, oblivious to Yang Gang's infatuated look, whispered, "Yang Gang, this is my elder daughter, Yang Ya that I mentioned to you. She's your elder sister. She's 23 years old and currently working as a nurse at The First People's Hospital. She loves her profession."
Oh heavens, so this is my cheap elder sister. Never thought that she is such a rare beauty, and she's even a nurse...
"No, no. I'm a cultured rogue and shouldn't have such filthy thoughts. Besides, she is, in name, my sister. Such thoughts are way too vulgar. I despise myself." Yang Gang forced himself to shake his head and finally managed to drive away the indecorous ideas.
After the car stopped, Yang Ya dragged Yang Gang out of the car with a bit of anxiety, "I heard that you had a car accident. I was scared to death. Are you alright?"
Yang Gang simply nodded his head slightly and said with a smile. "I'm okay, sis."
Only then did Yang Ya breathe a sigh of relief and threw her fair arms around Yang Gang, clinging to him tightly.
Her voice trembled slightly, "As long as you're okay. As long as you're okay."
Yang Gang could understand why Yang Ya was so shaken up. Her mother had died in a car accident twenty years ago.
But! Regardless of his understanding, sister, could you let me go? I'm almost suffocating.
Yang Lin, who was stuck in the car, watched as Yang Gang took advantage of his daughter, but he could only suffer in silence.
"Well, it's a necessity for acting." Yang Lin could only comfort himself this way.
"Little Ya, wait for me here. I will go park the car," Yang Lin instructed before driving away.
Meanwhile, Yang Ya still held tightly onto Yang Gang.
Yang Gang was nearly suffocating and couldn't help but say, "Sis, I can hardly breathe because of your hug."
Yang Ya, embarrassed, finally let go of him, "I was just worried about you."
It seemed that Yang Ya didn't harbor any suspicions. It was no wonder because Yang Gang inherently looked very similar to Yang Ya's biological brother. With the assistance of a disguise specialist secretly engaged by Yang Lin, Yang Gang, in terms of appearance, could easily pass off as the real person. Therefore, even their close relatives couldn't easily detect anything suspicious.
"Alright, since you're okay, I can go back to the hospital with a free mind," Yang Ya said with a smile.
"Ah, sis, are you leaving so soon?" Yang Gang felt a bit reluctant. He'd always dreamed of having a D-cup sister.
Snort! What a sister-obsessed freak!
After hearing that, Yang Ya nodded and said, "I was originally supposed to have left three hours ago, but I deferred it all just to make sure my dear little brother is safe and sound."
Yang Gang nodded, "Alright, sis. You can go."
After Yang Ya left, Yang Gang heaved a sigh of relief.
Damn, that was close. When that cheap sister of mine hugged me, I almost instinctively tried to reach for her mini skirt.
Thankfully, I, a young master, have a strong political position and my wandering hands didn't act out. Otherwise, I'd have made a serious error.
...
After bidding Yang Ya farewell, Yang Gang began strolling around the villa. Suddenly, a woman in her forty's walked towards him. She was wearing a uniform from the Zhengyang Home Management and was probably someone who came to do routine cleaning for Yang's villa.
Upon seeing Yang Gang, she blinked a few times. It was quite subtle, but it didn't escape Yang Gang's vigilant eyes.
A cold laugh rang in his heart.