Since using Yuzhuan, Yang Jun likes the simple Yuzhuan more and more.
Every day when he returns home, he steps on it with bare feet. Although the soles of his feet are cold, it doesn't feel bone-chilling. Of course, it won't be too hot in summer. This is an imperial brick that has been burned for more than 700 days.
No more fireworks.
Lao Wu said to Yang Jun with a grimace and embarrassment: "Brother Yang, I don't know how to open my mouth to you about the floor tiles."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Master Lao Wu, this is not the first time we have cooperated. If you have any questions, just say it directly."
"Well... well... there is news from Hei San that he wants to add this number to each brick."
As Lao Wu spoke, he stretched out five fingers.
"Fifty cents?"
Lao Wu didn't speak, just shook his head.
When Yang Jun saw this, he immediately understood that it was not fifty cents, but five yuan.
An unknown fire suddenly rose in Yang Jun's heart.
He was specifically targeted and took me for granted.
Although he was not short of money and could afford the price, he always felt aggrieved.
We had agreed with Heisan last time that the decoration would be cheaper in the future. Just a few days later, the price was raised. The lion opened his mouth and a brick actually cost five yuan more.
He didn't know if Lao Wu and Hei San teamed up to kill him, or if Hei San was simply greedy for money. In short, he, Yang Jun, would never be regarded as this bloody cow.
Yang Jun said nothing and stared at Lao Wu with a stern expression.
Lao Wu was so frightened at the sight that he raised three fingers and swore: "Brother Yang, I have nothing to do with you here. If I try to lie to you, my whole family will suffer a terrible death."
Looking at Lao Wu's vow, Yang Jun believed that he was not involved.
After all, this is an era of sincerity, honesty and trustworthiness. No one is willing to bet with the lives of a whole family. What's more, he will not break up with Yang Jun because of this matter. He still wants to finish his work here and move on.
I'm renovating the old house over there for Yang Jun.
Yang Jun reached out and put down his raised hand, and then said to him,
"Master Lao Wu, I still trust your character. I believe you were not involved in this matter, but... I can't afford such expensive floor tiles, so you can just use ordinary floor tiles."
Yang Jun didn't want to talk big, because it was meaningless. Not only would it have no effect at all, it might also offend people invisibly.
Didn't you raise your price from the ground up in Black Three?
good.
I can't afford it, no need, you can keep it for yourself.
"Then... well, let's just use ordinary floor tiles. In fact, there is no difference. They can still be used for decades." Lao Wu relaxed and said with relief.
After separating from Lao Wu, Yang Jun drove directly back to the factory. As soon as he arrived at the office, he immediately picked up the phone.
"Hey, brother..."
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Half an hour later, the three families were hacked.
At this moment, Hei San's family is sitting together eating.
There is a big bowl on the table, which contains big fat slices of fried cabbage.
The wife and children, a family of three, were eating the steamed buns with gusto.
"Master, do you think the person named Yang will be scared by the price and dare not buy it? If he really doesn't buy it, he will miss the opportunity to make a fortune."
Heisan's wife chewed a large piece of meat in her mouth and asked inarticulately.
Hei San drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, put down the glass, and said with a confident look on his face,
"Don't worry, he will definitely buy it. The man named Yang is also a tasteful person. He is not short of money, so naturally he will not make do with the decoration."
Hei San narrowed his eyes and asked his son who was eating: "Xiaobao, daddy wants to ask you, if you are used to eating big fat meat, will you still like to eat pickles?
Xiaobao held a piece of fat meat in his mouth and shook his head: "No, dad, Xiaobao is not stupid."
When Hei San heard this, a smile showed on his fat face, and then he turned back to his mother-in-law and said,
"Do you still think that the person named Yang won't buy it?"
"No." Madam Heisan shook her head and said with a smile: "Any fool knows which is better, gold bricks or ordinary floor tiles, not to mention that Yang is not short of money either."
"That's right..."
Heisan stretched out his voice proudly.
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a flurry of footsteps coming from outside the yard.
"Heisan, come with us."
Li Jianguo rushed in with a dozen or so heavily armed people from the police station.
Hei San looked at the dark hole on his forehead and was so scared that he peed his pants.
Li Jianguo glanced at him with disgust, held his nose and took a few steps back, signaling to the people behind him to take Hei San away.
After Hei San was taken away, Li Jianguo walked around in the shed in front and lifted up the torn linoleum cloth, revealing rows of smooth gold bricks.
Be good!
Li Jianguo slandered: No wonder that boy has his thoughts.
Later, Li Jianguo organized people to pull all these gold bricks back.
After returning to the police station, Li Jianguo and a colleague interrogated Hei San.
Hei San saw that he couldn't hide the matter, so he took action directly.
He told the story of how his eighteen generations of ancestors became kiln workers, and how they stole these royal bricks piece by piece. He also told who sold these royal bricks and how much they sold them for.
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The moment Li Jianguo rushed into his house, he knew that the matter was related to Yang Jun.
Therefore, when he explained his affairs, he never mentioned Yang Jun's name.
He knew in his heart that this matter had nothing to do with Yang Jun. If he dared to name Yang Jun, he didn't know what more serious consequences would be waiting for him.
After questioning, Li Jianguo asked him to sign and then asked someone to take him down.
Back in the office, Li Jianguo picked up the phone.
"I said brother, everything is settled, do you still want these royal bricks? If you want them, I can't give them to you directly, you have to pay for them."
After these things are confiscated, you have to spend money to buy them.
Yang Jun thought for a while and decided not to do it.
Because of this black three incident, many people knew about Yuzhuan. If he went to buy it again at this time, he might be targeted by someone who wanted to buy it, so he thought twice and decided not to buy it.
"No, I've already bought ordinary floor tiles. Brother Jianguo, thank you for this. I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Li Jianguo: "We brothers don't need to be so polite with each other. I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first."
"Bye-Bye."
Li Jianguo didn't mention anything else on the phone, which meant that Black Three's sale of imperial bricks had nothing to do with Yang Jun. Therefore, after listening to the phone call, Yang Jun felt relieved.
Although Yang Jun likes to keep bricks, he can't ignore all the consequences. Some things may seem important, but once you think about it, the value of that thing will plummet in your heart and it won't seem so important.
However, although Yang Jun knew about powerful relationships, he still felt a little regretful when he thought about not being able to use Yuzhuan.
