Siheyuan: Domineering life

Three days later, Luo Xiaojun reported Mu Sheng's situation to Yang Jun.

"Uncle Master, Mu Sheng has dismissed most of the women, leaving only one woman named Pan Qiaoyun."

Yang Jun frowned when he heard this.

The body lying in the wicker chair moved reluctantly, showing a very impatient look.

Pan Qiaoyun is the female boss that Yang Jun met at a farmhouse in the suburbs a few days ago.

To be honest, Pan Qiaoyun is indeed very beautiful, and she is very good at making things happen, especially the voluptuousness in her body that makes people want to stop. No man can control himself when he sees her.

It seems that Yang Jun expected Pan Qiaoyun to be retained by Mu Sheng.

"Uncle Master..."

Luo Xiaojun stood aside, staring at Yang Jun.

Hearing this, Yang Jun slowly closed his eyes and said quietly: "Do you know what to do?"

Luo Xiaojun: "Uncle, please give me some instructions."

Hearing this, Yang Jun opened his eyes and stared at him with a dissatisfied look.

"Didn't Mu Sheng predict that I wouldn't dare do anything to him? I'll show him some color this time."

After finishing speaking, he paused and then said: "Expose him about keeping a woman."

"what?"

Luo Xiaojun was stunned for a moment: "Uncle Master, are you sure you want to do this?"

Yang Jun waved his hand: "Go and do it."

Luo Xiaojun opened his mouth, and then said: "Yes, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun was very puzzled. He knew that Yang Jun did all this for Mu Sheng, but what he couldn't understand was why Yang Jun took the initiative to expose this matter if he wanted to protect Mu Sheng?

However, the reason why he became Yang Jun's most trusted person was because he never asked why and would only obey what Yang Jun told him.

After Luo Xiaojun left, the guard came to report, who said Ma Juzi wanted to see him.

Yang Jun waved his hand and asked him to call people in.

After a while, the pony came.

This guy hadn't been seen for a long time, and Yang Jun was a little afraid to recognize him.

His whole body became stout, much fatter than before, and a belt could hardly hold his beer belly.

Ma Juzi walked towards Yang Jun with a leather bag tucked into his nest and a slicked back hair with a smile.

"Brother, how was your harvest today?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes: "If you don't know how to chat, just don't chat."

Hearing this, Ma Juzi looked at the bucket containing the fish next to him. Not to mention that there was no fish in the bucket, not even a drop of water could be seen.

Yang Jun's guards knew that Yang Jun couldn't catch any fish, so they stopped filling the buckets with water.

"Hehe, my brother has a Bodhisattva heart, is compassionate, and is unwilling to kill. This is good fortune and merit." Ma Juzi said with a smile.

Yang Jun slowly closed his eyes and said quietly: "If you fart, let it go."

"Brother, why are you getting more and more rude?"

Ma Juzi smiled coquettishly, then scratched his head and sat down on the small stool next to him.

"Brother, this is my winery's dividend for the first half of the year, 300 million, take a look."

After that, hand over a check.

When Yang Jun heard this, he ignored him and didn't take the check. He still lay there motionless.

After so many years of training and polishing, he is really not interested in money now.

He has hundreds of gold and silver mountains guarding his space, as well as countless banknotes. He really has no interest in money at all.

Seeing that Yang Jun didn't move, Ma Juzi smiled sarcastically, then placed the check on the low table next to him and pressed it with a teacup.

"Brother, I left the check here."

"If you fart, let it go." Yang Jun said again.

"Brother, why are you..."

Ma Juzi sighed: "That's all, doing this in front of you is just like a clown."

"Brother, I want to expand the size of the winery, and you have to help me."

Yang Jun: "Lack of money?"

"There's no shortage of money."

Ma Juzi said: "Brother, the scale of my expansion this time is quite large. I plan to introduce Ma rice wine, medicinal wine, and bamboo leaf wine to carry forward the traditional wine-making process again."

"Tell me the important point." Yang Jun raised his eyelids.

"Brother, you...that's all, then I'll just tell you."

Ma Juzi paused for a moment, and then heheily said to Yang Jun: "Brother, do you think you can give me the formula of your medicinal wine?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep the shares for you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ma Juzi with a smile on his face.

"Haha, after going around for a long time, it turns out it's for the secret recipe of medicinal wine."

Ma Juzi blushed and said, "Brother, I'm not doing this for myself, I'm doing it for the sake of all the older men in the world."

Yang Jun smiled and said: "Come on, I don't understand what your kid is thinking?"

After a pause, Yang Jun continued: "I don't have the recipe for medicinal wine."

"Brother, no, I'm just waiting for the recipe to make wine. I still have half of your shares here. If you don't do it for me, you can't live with the money."

Yang Jun waved his hand: "I really don't have the prescription."

"That's not right, brother, if you didn't have any, why have you kept having medicinal wine in your hand for so many years?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled bitterly.

He really didn't have the recipe for medicinal wine.

The reason why he has been drinking medicine all these years is because he has a copying system.

As for the prescription, it belongs to Cai Yufen.

I remember that she once sold the secret recipe of medicinal wine to Zhong Yuemin. Later, Zhong Yuemin completely lost the chance to become a man, so he stopped doing the medicinal wine business.

"I really don't have the recipe."

Yang Jun said: "But I can get it for you."

After speaking, Yang Jun asked the security guard to find Cai Yufen's contact information and give it to Ma Juzi.

"Go to Dean Cai and say it was me who told you, and she will give you the formula."

Cai Yufen was promoted by Yang Jun and is now the dean of the School of Science, Technology and Design.

Ma Juzi took Cai Yufen's business card and read it several times.

"female?"

"Brother, you two..."

Ma Juzi looked at Yang Jun with a playful expression.

He felt that this woman named Cai Yufen must have some kind of shady secret with Yang Jun.

Just imagine, a woman is in charge of the formula of medicinal wine, and she has such a relationship with Yang Jun, it is difficult not to make people suspicious.

When Yang Jun heard this, he glared at him.

"If you look at me like that again, do you believe I will pluck out your eyeballs and stamp them on you?"

"You also know this Cai Yufen. He used to be the deputy section chief of the labor department of the steel rolling mill."

"Oh, it turns out it's her."

Hearing this, Ma Juzi suddenly realized.

After Yang Jun's reminder, he finally remembered who this Cai Yufen was.

I think back then, this Cai Yufen was a loyal supporter of Yang Jun. She was very close to Yang Jun at that time and was Yang Jun's right-hand man in the steel rolling mill.

But after they were transferred to the School of Science and Technology Design, the two didn't see each other much.

"Brother, you have a pretty good relationship with Dean Cai."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow coming towards him. Before he could react, his whole body flew out like a kite with its string broken.

"Brother, you don't have martial ethics."

Ma Juzi covered his chest and looked at Yang Jun with a painful expression.

At this time, Yang Jun was lying on the wicker chair with the air of an old god, his thighs crossed, not to mention how leisurely he was.

Yang Jun acted as if he had not moved.

Ma Juzi looked at Yang Jun with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't know how he could move so fast and lay down without leaving a trace after beating him.

It stands to reason that his skills are not weak anymore. Even though he has not trained much in the past few years, his foundation is still there. It is impossible for ordinary people to sneak attack on him, let alone such an unpreventable sneak attack.

What Ma Juzi didn't know was that Yang Jun had already used the space mode just now.

He suddenly got into the space, and when Ma Juzi wasn't paying attention, he flashed and attacked again.

In the eyes of outsiders, his figure only moved slightly, and there was nothing strange at all.

"Martial ethics is the patent of that veteran Li Yuan, what does it have to do with me?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "I haven't beaten you for a long time, and my skills are rusty."

Ma Juzi covered his chest and looked at him with a look of despair.

"Are you still new? Why do I feel that you are more flexible than before?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ma Juzi got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and returned to the small bench.

"By the way, brother, this time the winery expands, do you want to leave shares to Sun Zhaocai?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled.

"Why, you can't bear to part with it?"

Ma Juzi: "No, the main reason is that this guy just takes the shares and doesn't work, and other shareholders have their opinions..."

"Well, to tell you the truth, not only other shareholders have opinions, I also have opinions."

"Everyone gets tens of millions in dividends every year without doing any work, and everyone is unhappy."

When Yang Jun heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

"When you built the winery, I gave you 100,000 yuan in shares for Zhaocai. You can't touch his shares."

"But, brother, after several share expansions, Zhaocai's shares have been almost diluted. If we continue to distribute dividends according to the original shares, other shareholders will not be willing." Ma Juzi said.

Yang Jun suddenly sat up and looked at him with an unkind expression.

"I don't care how you expand your shares, but Sun Zhaocai's share cannot be reduced. This is what I said."

"elder brother……"

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Juzi, you have changed over the years. You have become full of the smell of copper. You talk to me about shares, dividends, and stock expansion."

"Let me tell you, if I didn't take care of you, do you think your winery would be able to get to where it is today?"

Ma Juzi blushed and lowered his head: "No."

Yang Jun: "I have no intention of repaying any favors. I only have one request, and that is that Sun Zhaocai's shares cannot be reduced, no matter when."

Ma Juzi was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"Brother, I was wrong."

"I will never mention this again. Don't worry, Zhaocai's shares will never be reduced. Even if he continues to expand his shares in the future, his shares will not be diluted."

Only then did Ma Juzi realize that Sun Zhaocai occupies an important position in Yang Jun's mind. This position was higher than he imagined.

Yang Jun was able to do this for Sun Zhaocai. One can imagine Sun Zhaocai's status in his mind.

Ma Juzi couldn't help but sigh, it would have been better if he had stayed with Yang Jun back then.

Even though Sun Zhaocai is stupid and naive, he is loyal to Yang Jun.

Not to mention him, even the two brothers Yang Anguo and Yang Anbang may not necessarily occupy such an important position in Yang Jun's mind.

For a person like Yang Jun, the standard of family affection can no longer bind him.

In Yang Jun's heart, the guards around him are much more important than their relatives from the sidelines.

After all, once Yang Jun is in danger, the guards who can take bullets for him are much more useful than their relatives.

After Ma Juzi left, Sun Zhaocai appeared out of nowhere.

"Uncle Yang, thank you."

Hearing this, Yang Jun sighed: "Don't be angry with your Uncle Juzi, kid. He is doing this for the benefit of the company and other shareholders."

Sun Zhaocai said angrily, "I know, I'm not angry with him." "I don't have any other intention, I just want to thank you."

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "If you really want to thank me, you should make me less angry."

Sun Zhaocai laughed after hearing this: "That won't work. If I didn't make you angry, you would be so bored."

"roll!"

Yang Jun laughed and cursed.

To be honest, this idiot Sun Zhaocai brought him a lot of joy. When he was usually bored, he would play cymbals with him to make him laugh and relieve his boredom.

"Uncle Yang, otherwise I will withdraw my shares from the winery."

"I haven't invested much money in all these years, so I feel embarrassed to always get dividends."

When Yang Jun heard this, he said solemnly: "Don't feel any pressure. As long as I'm here, no one will dare to do anything to you?"

"To put it bluntly, all your shares are actually mine. Do you think your Uncle Juzi doesn't understand this?"

Sun Zhaocai: "But, since he knows this, why did he bring it up again today?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he snorted coldly: "He is testing me."

"Testing?"

Sun Zhaocai scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Yang Jun said: "Okay, you won't understand even if I explain to you. In a word, as long as I'm protecting you, you don't have to give face to anyone. Just listen to what you say that sounds nice. If you don't like it, just slap it away."

"Hey, can Uncle Juzi smoke too?"

"Yes, of course."

A terrifying glint flashed in Yang Jun's eyes: "You represent me, and anyone can do it."

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he patted his chest and said, "I listen to you, Uncle Yang."

"I will whip whoever you ask me to whip from now on."

Yang Jun smiled when he heard this.

"Fool."

"hey-hey!"

Seeing the grown-up Sun Zhaocai acting like a child, Yang Jun's eyes flashed with affection.

"To attract wealth, let's talk about fifty cents."

After hearing this, Sun Zhaocai was stunned for a moment, then pouted and said, "As long as we don't talk about my father and Widow Ma, everything else will be fine."

Yang Jun curled his lips: "How boring would it be if we didn't talk about your father and Widow Ma?"

"Then you'd better stop talking."

……

In the evening, when Yang Jun was about to finish his meal, Yi Qiushui came back from outside.

"Husband, don't eat yet, Meizi is treating us to dinner."

Yang Jun's hand holding the food paused for a moment, and he said in confusion: "We haven't seen each other for years, what kind of meal do you want us to have?"

"Could it be that the weasel has no good intentions in paying New Year greetings to the rooster?"

When Yi Qiushui heard this, she rolled her eyes at him.

"How can you, an older brother, not even remember your own sister's birthday?"

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

After thinking about it carefully, today is not Yang Mei’s thirty-fifth birthday.

"Look at my brain. I've been so busy all day that I forgot that today is her birthday." Yang Jun patted his head.

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes again.

"Yes, you are busy fishing every day, but you haven't caught a single fish."

When Yang Jun heard this, his face turned dark.

He hates it most when people call him Air Force.

"I am compassionate and have the virtue of living well. I cannot bear it..."

"Get it."

Yi Qiushui stopped him: "Let me ask you, should you go or not?"

Yang Jun glanced at Yang Qingxiang and the others on the table, smacked his lips and said, "I'd better not go."

"Come here to invite me to dinner at this time. It's obvious that you have hesitated for a long time and don't want to invite me over."

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui looked at him angrily.

"Yes, with you here, everyone can't let go, can't eat well, and can't play well."

"That's all, forget it if you don't want to go, I'll go on your behalf."

Yang Jun: "Okay, then my wife has done the hard work."

Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him and looked at him lovingly.

"Okay, I'll go over then."

After saying that, he said to Meng Wenya and the others: "You guys must take good care of Lao Yang, do you hear me?"

"Yes, sister."

The lady had already spoken, and the few people did not dare to neglect, and quickly stood up to send Yi Qiushui off.

"Sister, please walk slowly."

Seeing this, Yi Qiushui nodded with satisfaction, and then left with a proud look on her face.

As soon as she left, Huang Yani said: "Husband, why is sister Qiu Shui always picking on us lately? Have we offended her somewhere?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that you offended her, it's that she is angry with me."

"Then why did you offend her?" Nalan Qingmeng asked.

Yang Jun smiled and said: "It would be easier if I knew how to offend her, but I don't know anything."

"You women are really strange creatures. You are inexplicably angry. The relationship between husband and wife is completely based on your personal happiness and anger. It is really unreasonable."

When everyone heard this, they all covered their mouths and chuckled.

"Women are inherently emotional animals. Sometimes they have a bad temper and get into trouble. It's normal." Nalan Qingmeng said.

"Yes, every woman has a sweet dream and wants to be pampered and pampered by the man she loves. This is a woman's nature." Meng Wenya said.

Yang Qingxiang: "Yes, sometimes I still want my son to pamper me."

Among the women, apart from Yi Qiushui, Yang Qingxiang's son Yang Chengcai was the oldest. Sometimes as a mother, Yang Qingxiang would act coquettishly with her son, which made a lot of women envious.

Yang Jun heard this and nodded with his hands.

"You remember, you are not allowed to act coquettishly with any other man except me."

"But, that's our son, not an outsider."

"Not even my son."

When Yang Qingxiang heard this, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Your jealousy is really not worth it."

When Yang Jun heard this, he pretended to be angry and said, "Have you learned to talk back?"

"I'll just discuss the matter."

"Hey, you bitch, are you in need of cleaning up?"

Yang Jun glared at her: "Believe it or not, I will ask you to live or die tonight?"

When Yang Qingxiang heard this, her face turned red with embarrassment. She looked at the other people on the table, then lowered her head and secretly laughed.

When other women saw this, they expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Lao Yang, how long has it been since you came to my room?"

"That's right, you can't always go after sister Qingxiang."

"We are all your women, but you need a bowl of water to keep your balance."

Facing the resentful looks of the women, Yang Jun waved his hand.

"You are not allowed to intercede. Let's see if I can kill her tonight."

Everyone: "..."

……

It was windy and rainy last night, and the peach blossoms in the yard turned red.

Early the next morning, Yang Jun lazily went to the river to fish after breakfast.

Putting down the tea cup, he lay on the wicker chair, holding his head in his hands, looking at the pear blossoms in the yard that had been blown away by the storm last night with a leisurely expression.

Entering the dog days of summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Yang Jun lay down for a while, feeling sticky, wet and very uncomfortable.

So he simply took off his shirt and lay there naked.

"Uncle Master, White Lotus is here to see you."

Sun Zhaocai walked up to Yang Jun, glanced at him, and waited for a long time before reporting.

"Qin Huairu?"

"Who else could it be besides her?" Sun Zhaocai said angrily.

Yang Jun's eyes lit up when he heard this.

He waved his hands repeatedly: "Please come quickly."

After hearing this, Sun Zhaocai pouted so much that he could hang a soy sauce bottle.

Then he reluctantly twisted his buttocks and walked slowly.

"You idiot, hurry up."

Yang Jun urged, then turned back to the guard behind him.

"Go and get some tea and fruit."

After a while, two people came from the direction of the door.

Qin Huairu didn't need Sun Zhaocai to lead the way, and ran towards Yang Jun at a trot.

The tired bird's expression in the forest is very much like the joy of seeing its lover after not seeing him for a long time.

"Junzi, you miss your sister-in-law so much."

Qin Huairu came running with her big butt tilted.

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes: "Sister-in-law, you said it wrong, maybe you miss me to death, right?"

Qin Huairu opened her arms, ready to give Yang Jun a hug.

But after hearing this sentence, I was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't they all the same?"

Yang Jun said with a dark face: "That's different, especially in my home. If my wife hears this, how can I still live?"

"Gee, which wife are you?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he was speechless and held his forehead.

It seems that almost everyone knows that Yang Jun has more than just Yi Qiushui's wife.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu did not rush to answer his question, but looked at Yang Jun's tendon with wide eyes.

The muscles are strong and full, the lines are smooth, and the fair skin faintly exudes a bronze glow, giving people a feeling of blood boiling.

"Junzi, if you don't make good use of this body, it will be useless." Qin Huairu murmured to himself.

When Yang Jun heard this, he subconsciously made a gesture of crossing his chest with his hands and looked at Qin Huairu nervously.

"Qin Huairu, don't talk nonsense. I'm still using my body. You don't need to worry about this."

Yang Jun has always been the man Qin Huairu has wanted but failed to get over the years.

In the past, I was interested in Yang Jun's status and background, and I wanted to curry favor with him and have a relationship with him, but...

Now, she purely appreciates it.

She, Qin Huairu, has met countless people, but she has never seen a man with such a perfect figure as Yang Jun.

In the past, men either had flabby muscles or had a big belly, but there had never been a man like Yang Jun.

How should I put it, men like Yang Jun are not just men, but the standard for thousands of women to choose a mate.

It's really enviable that a man in his forties can still maintain such a figure.