Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 549 A brief discussion of Zhong Yuemin

Yang Anbang inevitably enjoyed a caring beating from his brother Yang Jun.

Naturally, Yang Jun couldn't fall out with his elders, so he could only vent his anger on the Yang Anguo brothers.

He was confident that he would beat up those two idiots and he didn't dare to complain.

In fact, he wanted to beat Yang Anguo again.

This idiot has been giving him a lot of trouble recently. First, he didn't kowtow to him during the Chinese New Year, then he gave the money and food stamps he paid to his filial grandfather to his second uncle Yang Dong, and now he encourages his second mother, Qin Xiuzhi, to plan for buying a house.

Counting this one thing, it is not enlightening at all.

Yang Jun had been holding back his anger for a long time, but he couldn't help but beat him up yesterday on the way to the housing management office.

Some people are ignorant, but that doesn't mean they will be able to be thoughtful when they grow up. Sometimes verbal discipline doesn't work at all, and a severe, paternalistic beating must be given.

Yang Anguo is such a person. He is almost the father of two children. He always lacks a little enthusiasm in doing things.

That day, as soon as Yang Jun went to work, Wang Guozheng came to see him.

Yang Jun made him a cup of tea, then lit a cigarette and chatted with him.

The two didn't chat for long before Wang Guozheng got straight to the point,

"Brother Junzi, I want to take another trip to the Northeast before the Lantern Festival. Do you think it's convenient for you?"

Previously, Yang Jun owed Chen Shanhe a favor and promised to provide him with supplies. Not long after the New Year, he came to ask for a favor.

You can't say that you are here to ask for favors. After all, we are all friends. Some things don't need to be made so obvious, just hit the mark.

People in this circle pay attention to face. If everyone gives in to each other and speaks politely, no one will offend anyone.

Yang Jun thought for a moment, narrowed his eyes and said,

"Brother Wang, are you in such a hurry? Where can I find so many supplies for you in the dead of winter?"

Wang Guozheng smiled coquettishly: "Brother Junzi, if others don't understand your ability, how can I not understand it? My brother doesn't ask for much. I only have 50 kilograms of supplies."

Yang Jun was surprised when he heard this: "50 catties?"

"You kid, you really dare to speak. If your upper and lower lips touch, brother, I will run away and break my legs."

"Hey, brother Junzi, just help me this time. The Northeast is in a hurry, and the price has more than doubled. Don't you want to make a lot of money?"

After hearing this, Yang Jun wondered: "Didn't we send a batch before years ago? Why is the gap still so big?"

"Forget it, the weather in Northeast China is extremely cold this year. The coldest temperature has reached minus 49 degrees. A lot of food has been frozen to death."

When Guo Guo said this, he showed no pity or sympathy at all, and even felt a little gloating about his misfortune.

This guy doesn't care about any of that, he only cares about prices.

Yang Jun was also surprised when he heard this.

He didn't expect the weather in the Northeast to be so cold.

If the weather is as he said, all the food and vegetables will not be frozen to death.

Such a cold day must be accompanied by heavy snow. Strictly speaking, this is already considered a snow disaster.

Yang Jun thought that disaster relief must have been organized above, but in this era of severe shortage of supplies, he did not think that there would be any substantial help to those victims of the snow disaster.

What Yang Jun is thinking about at the moment is to help the victims of the disaster in the Northeast as much as possible.

He pondered for a moment, then said to the Kingdom of Righteousness,
"I'll give you 100 million kilograms of supplies."

"Really? Brother Junzi, thank you so much." Wang Guozheng exclaimed.

He also knew that it was difficult to obtain supplies in the cold winter months. He thought that 50 kilograms would be difficult enough for Yang Jun, but he suddenly got an unexpected surprise.

"Don't worry, I still have a condition." Yang Jun said.

"Brother Junzi, you said, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse." Guo Guozheng said solemnly.

Yang Jun looked into his eyes and said,
"My condition is that you must release this batch of materials at the original price, and you must not increase the price."

Wang Guozheng was stunned for a moment, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

I didn't understand the meaning of Yang Jun's words for a moment, but after a moment of relaxation, I understood.

He stood up and bowed to Yang Jun.

"Brother Junzi, I am completely convinced this time."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "I'm not as noble as you think. I just don't want them to make things worse. After all, I have lived in the Northeast for 11 years."

"No matter what, brother, I really admire you."

Wang Guozheng sat back down again and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Junzi, don't worry, I will definitely release this batch of supplies at the original price. If it violates the oath, my brother will never use it in his life."

The oath of Wang Guozheng is not without poison for men, especially for men of this age group. It is even more important than life.

"Pfft!"

Yang Jun couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Guozheng, you won't really refuse to do it, right?"

Wang Guozheng's face turned red and he said with indignation,

"You think I'm that guy like Zhong Yuemin? Just ask Sister Hong and the others, I can't be served by two people any day."

When Yang Jun heard this, he curled up his lips and said with a smile,

"After Zhong Yuemin drank my medicinal wine, weren't there two people waiting on him?"

When Wang Guozheng heard this, he was furious.

Shivering with anger, he pointed at Yang Jun and was speechless.

When Yang Jun saw this, he couldn't continue joking, so he said,
"Okay, no more joking, give me the list."

Hearing this, Wang Guozheng immediately took out a list and handed it to him with a smile.

"Brother Junzi, the things here are doubled."

Yang Jun took it and saw that the materials above were calculated at 50 jins. Now he took the initiative to increase it to 100 million jins, so the quantity would naturally double.

The supplies on the list are mainly grain, vegetables and liquor.

In the vast Northeast, these few supplies are practical.

Yang Jun read it carefully and then put the list in his pocket.

"Is it still the same warehouse?"

"Yes, it hasn't changed, it's still the same shabby school." Wang Guozheng said, handing him the key to the warehouse.

"Well, then this weekend."

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, he remembered that he was going to attend Shang Tielong's son's wedding on the weekend, so he quickly changed his words,

"If it doesn't work on the weekend, let's change it to next Monday."

After Wang Guozheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said nothing.

A day's difference is nothing, after all, no one has time to escape.

"Okay, Brother Junzi, I will see you on time next Monday."

The two of them didn't know the specific time. They just followed past practice and usually set the transaction at ten o'clock in the morning.

After the two talked about the business, they chatted for a while.

After a while, the topic turned to Zhong Yuemin.

"Brother Junzi, when I came here, Yuemin asked me to take a few bottles of wine back, hehe, you know." Wang Guozhengdao.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and was speechless.

Recently, Zhong Yuemin has been getting medicinal wine from him more and more frequently.

I just took four bottles from him a year ago, and now I want to take them again.

This guy is simply crazy. He is not looking for pleasure, but seeking death.

Although medicinal wine is wine, it has great medicinal properties. Most people only need to pay attention to the bottle cap. This guy simply drank it as plain water.

Yang Jun understands the power of this kind of wine. A bottle as big as a cap can be used for two hours. It is very uncomfortable to hold in the energy.

Yang Jun smiled and said nothing, then returned to his desk and took out two bottles of wine from the cabinet.

"I think you'd better disband Sister Hong and the others, otherwise Yuemin will have to burp sooner or later."

Wang Guozheng felt helpless, spread his hands and said, "Brother Junzi, you know that we are still counting on Sister Hong and the others to help me with business. We cannot disband."

"Then just don't let Yuemin stay overnight." Yang Jun said.

"Tried it, it didn't work."

Guo Guozheng looked like he had a headache: "This guy climbed over the wall in the middle of the night and came in. There's nothing you can do about him."

Yang Jun smiled. He couldn't stop Zhong Yuemin's behavior.

"You think if I cut off his medicinal wine, would he stop being so tossing?" The corner of Yang Jun's mouth raised.

"Hey, please don't. Without your medicinal wine, Sister Hong and the others would have no hope of living in peace." Wang Guozhengdao.

Yang Jun understood what he meant.

This kind of thing is just like the eunuch in the palace. He knows clearly that he is not good, but he still has to find a palace maid to eat against him, scratch and scratch him, and make something happen.

Zhong Yuemin who has stopped drinking medicinal wine is no different from an castrated eunuch.
Wang Guozheng and Yang Jun chatted for a while and then left.

After sending Wang Guozheng away, Yang Jun began to handle official business.

The documents were all handled by Huang Yani, and Yang Jun handled them with twice the result with half the effort, finishing them in less than an hour.

After finishing my official duties, I looked at the time and saw that it was not yet time for lunch.

Now that Yi Qiushui has resigned, Yang Jun has no intention of running to the hospital.

He is not so particular about eating alone.

But after eating in the canteen for a few days, his stomach couldn't stand it.

The food in the canteen has little salt, no oil, and is tasteless.

Yang Jun had to lock his office door every day and eat delicacies taken out of the space inside.

Today was no exception. Yang Jun locked the door before lunch time.

I was full after eating three servings of brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.

After you finish eating, open your office door and let the air in the house diffuse.

I smoked two cigarettes and drank a cup of tea.

Suddenly I remembered the cultivation of mushrooms in the factory.

So, I locked the office door and ran to the experimental warehouse.

When they arrived at the experimental warehouse, they saw Liang Shan squatting on the ground smoking a homemade cigarette.

Liang Shan had a frown on his face, as if he had something on his mind.

Yang Jun walked up to him, squatted on the ground, and lit a cigarette.

"Hey, factory director, why are you here?"

Liang Shan stood up and greeted him in a panic.

He was punished by Yang Jun years ago, and he is much more honest now.

On weekdays, I avoid Yang Jun when I meet him.

"Why, I can't come yet?" Yang Jun raised his eyebrows.

"No, no, I wish you could come."

Liang Shan waved his hands quickly.

Yang Jun took out his cigarette case and motioned for him to take it himself. Liang Shan waved his hand at first, then he pulled out a cigarette and clamped it to his ear.

"I haven't been here for a long time. How are the mushroom cultivation going?" Yang Jun asked.

As soon as he mentioned mushrooms, Liang Shan's expression suddenly changed, and the gloomy air on his face was immediately wiped away.

"Director, I was just looking for you. The mushrooms will be picked in two days. Do you think we need to make some preparations in advance?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

He still couldn't understand what Liang Shan was thinking. This guy wanted to hold a ceremony and invite famous people to make him famous, so that Uncle Qian could accept him as his rural son-in-law.

"It's not urgent, let's see what the mushroom looks like first."

After saying that, Yang Jun stood up and walked towards the experimental warehouse.

(End of this chapter)