Divorced Dad's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 381: Chapter 380: Discussing the House Transfer

Boss Jiang’s good character was plain for all to see.

His food was so good, yet he forced the prices down to affordable levels just so everyone could have a taste.

Anyone else with Boss Jiang’s skill would have been charging sky-high prices!

Yang Zhengwu saw the "is typing" indicator appear at the top of his chat with Jun Xinghe.

"Damn it, is this old bastard ever going to stop!?"

He replied, "Alright, I get it. Great opinion. Anything else? I have to get back to work, can’t chat anymore."

He couldn’t keep talking to this humble-bragging old bastard.

If they talked any longer, Yang Zhengwu was afraid his wife would have to call an ambulance for him.

His blood pressure wasn’t coming down at all.

Jun Xinghe’s exaggerated smiling face reflected on the screen. "Don’t work yourself to death. If you kick the bucket before you even have an heir, I’ll just have to tearfully acquire your company. Sigh."

Yang Zhengwu: "I know! You don’t have to tell me!"

He typed his fuming reply and slammed his phone on the desk.

His stomach rumbled twice.

It was as if it was reminding him of something.

Yang Zhengwu opened his social media feed and started scrolling again.

He happened to see a picture posted by Guo Dapao.

The picture was of a yellow-furred dog, happily running with a steamed bun in its mouth.

The dog’s face was full of glee and excitement.

Underneath the picture were over two hundred likes from mutual friends.

Yang Zhengwu liked it too.

A moment later, Zhao Chuan also posted the same picture to his feed.

Yang Zhengwu’s fingers itched. He saved the photo as well.

He was about to post it himself.

But after a moment’s thought, he decided against it.

After all, Jun Xinghe had promised to take him to Boss Jiang’s for a free meal.

’Whatever, no rush. I’ll wait until after I’ve mooched that meal to viciously backstab that bastard!’

Jun Xinghe, of course, also saw the dog picture making the rounds on his social media.

He felt a secret thrill of smug satisfaction.

Being envied by people who could do nothing about it felt too good!

...

「Meanwhile.」

Lin Qiu was helping Jiang Liu by washing the family’s clothes.

Jun Qingmeng and Tongtong were huddled in the kitchen, washing dishes and whispering secrets to each other.

Jiang Liu had wanted to help with the chores.

But the three of them had forcibly herded him back to the sofa to watch TV.

Jiang Dahai sat majestically on the sofa, sipping unfiltered beer like a king. He was basking in his son’s glory and seizing the chance to look imposing.

"Dad, I’ll make some chiffon cake for you and Mom in a bit. You can take it home tomorrow and enjoy it," Jiang Liu said.

Jiang Dahai hesitated for two seconds. "Mm... alright. You don’t have to make a lot, just a little is fine."

He felt a little bad for his son.

Jiang Dahai had wanted to refuse outright, but... the cake was just too delicious! In the end, he couldn’t resist the temptation.

Jiang Liu found his father’s hesitant, tongue-tied appearance rather adorable.

His dad wasn’t a man of many words, but his love was always just right.

"I’ll make you two pounds of chiffon, and I’ll bake some soufflés as well. You can give some to Uncle Hong Lei when you get back, and share some with your colleagues at work."

"Okay, got it!"

Jiang Dahai, his eyes glued to the TV, asked casually, "Heard you bought the place next door and are renovating it now?"

Jiang Liu smiled.

"That’s right. And for our little villa, Uncle Jun said he’d help us find someone to renovate it. I’ll just have to pay the local community management office for the trash disposal and construction fees."

Jiang Dahai nodded and grumbled,

"Your father-in-law is really good to you. You have to be more respectful to him in the future, you hear?"

"Don’t worry, Dad. When people are good to us, we’re good to them in return. Isn’t that what you’ve taught me since I was a kid?"

Hearing those familiar words, Jiang Dahai couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotion.

’Before I knew it, my son had already grown up so much.’

"When is the house being transferred to your name?"

Jiang Liu thought for a moment and replied, "Uncle Jun said he would find a lawyer for me to handle it, but I don’t want to trouble him with it. I was thinking I’d ask Lawyer Wang later and see what he says."

Jiang Dahai nodded, patting Jiang Liu’s leg. He said emotionally, "Then I won’t meddle. You’re a capable man now. There are many things your dad can’t help with anymore. But if you ever run into trouble, remember to tell me."

"Okay!"

Jiang Liu glanced at the time. Nine o’clock.

He sent a message to Wang Cheng: "Are you asleep, Lawyer Wang? I wanted to ask about something. If I don’t go in person for a residential property transfer, can it still be processed?"

In less than ten seconds, Wang Cheng’s reply came: "If you’re the buyer or getting a loan, you can delegate it to me, but it needs to be notarized."

"If you’re not getting a loan, it’s a bit easier."

Jiang Liu: "No loan. It’s a detached house my girlfriend’s dad is giving me."

Wang Cheng: "??? I’m so jealous I could die. A detached house, where at?"

Jiang Liu: "On the commercial street south of Xinxiang City, a small villa in an alley."

Wang Cheng: "Whoa, holy crap! The apartments in that neighborhood aren’t cheap, let alone a small villa! I’m starting to think your girlfriend’s family owns a mine. I’ve been struggling for so many years, and you’ve made it in one leap!"

"But then again, I’m also jealous of your father-in-law. He’ll get to eat your amazing food all the time."

"Do you have any other properties in your name? I need to get the full picture."

Jiang Liu: "Nope, that’s it."

Wang Cheng: "That makes it even easier. It’ll be considered a gift. We just need to sign a deed of gift, get it notarized, and pay the transfer tax. Then it’s done."

Jiang Liu: "Alright, in that case, I’ll mention it to my girlfriend’s dad later and have him contact you when he’s free."

"Sorry to trouble you, Lawyer Wang."

Wang Cheng: "It’s no trouble at all. We’re friends, aren’t we? Don’t you always take good care of me whenever I come to your shop? Forget about it."

Jiang Liu smiled faintly. "Okay, Lawyer Wang. I have another matter. I’m planning to open a few more branches. Do you know of any suitable commercial properties? I’m looking to buy."

Wang Cheng: "So soon? I have some. I’ll send them over for you to look at tomorrow."

Jiang Liu: "Can you also help me handle a household registration transfer?"

Wang Cheng: "Where is your current registration?"

Jiang Liu: "With my dad. It’s local."

Wang Cheng: "That’s easy then. I still have copies of your documents here. Just sign a power of attorney for me, and I can handle it for you."

Jiang Liu put down his phone and then told his dad about his conversation with Wang Cheng.

Jiang Dahai looked at his son, his heart aching a little for him. "As long as it can be done, that’s good. I believe it won’t be long before you have your own home again."

Jiang Liu corrected him, "It’s *our* home!"

Jiang Dahai froze for a second. "Right. It’s our home."

He deliberately avoided mentioning the name Yang Yixue.

Everything was going well at home now, and his son was back on the right track.

’He didn’t want to bring up that troublesome person.’

After Jiang Tongtong and Jun Qingmeng finished their work in the kitchen, they came out with their hands washed clean.

Tongtong had a bad habit of wiping her hands on her butt.

The seat of her pajamas was always covered in small, damp handprints.

The two of them sat on the sofa, sticking to Jiang Liu’s left and right.

"Hubby, did you miss me?"

"Daddy, were you just thinking about Tongtong?"

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