Ever since they got married, Yi Qiushui had taken him to the study every night to read. He used to think that Yi Qiushui simply liked classical literature, but he didn't expect that she had become obsessed with it.
He was obsessed with her every day and was confused by all kinds of weird questions from her, but for the sake of his dream as a man, he had to pretend to be interested.
Yang Jun held a history book and opened it there. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was almost ten o'clock.
"I go out for a while."
Yi Qiu Shui was startled when she heard this, her long eyelashes fluttered up and down, and her pair of cut eyes looked at him doubtfully.
Yang Jun was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "Something happened over there with Lao Li. I'll go take a look."
"real?"
"I'm not going to lie to you, something really happened over there. I'll be back as soon as I go. You go to bed first, you don't have to wait for me."
"Okay, you go."
Yang Jun held her delicate face in his hands, kissed her forehead, and then went out with a look of reluctance.
The third uncle had bolted the door to the courtyard early. Yang Jun did not disturb the third uncle, he gently lowered the door bolt, then went out, started the car and left.
The car drove out of the alley and headed towards the originally rented warehouse.
When he was still two streets away from the warehouse, he met Wang Erwa patrolling the street.
Yang Jun parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and said hello to the people in the security department, and then pulled Wang Erwa aside.
"It's no problem."
Wang Erwa wrapped her military coat, put her hands in the sleeves, and trembled: "It's so cold, I can't even see a ghost."
"Then you'd better be careful, I'll go over first."
Yang Jun drove away and arrived at the accelerator.
He took out his flashlight, checked to see if anyone was around, and then quickly opened the warehouse door.
After entering the door, he did not rush to turn on the light. Instead, he allowed himself to adapt to the dark light for a while, then reached out and touched a thread behind the door. When he pulled it, the warehouse suddenly lit up.
After not using it for a few days, a layer of dust accumulated on the ground, which Yang Jun had to clean up. He walked to the middle of the warehouse and entered the space with a thought.
After purchasing a kilogram of grain for the first time, after a period of copying, in order to facilitate the removal, he packed the grains in sacks, each weighing 150 kilograms.
He secretly calculated that 20,000 kilograms of grain would require 134 bags, but Yang Jun still took 150 bags of grain just in case.
When Yang Jun regained his consciousness, the warehouse was filled with bags of grain.
Yang Jun looked at the food in the house and felt very at ease. He believed that Li Tiezhu would be able to overcome this difficulty with this batch of food.
After putting away the food, Yang Jun stayed shortly, turned off the lights, locked the door, started the car and left.
He returned along the original road. When he passed by Wang Erwa, he threw the key to him and went back to the courtyard without saying a word.
Yang Jun parked the car outside the yard and looked at the time. It took less than an hour to go back and forth.
He just got off the car and was about to go in, but unexpectedly the door opened from the inside.
"Junzi, are you back?"
The third uncle was wrapped in a coat and had a knitted hat on his head, with a smile on his face.
"Third uncle, I'm so scared to death for not sleeping in the middle of the night." Yang Jun was startled and complained.
"Hey, didn't you sleep too?"
Yang Jun saw that the third uncle was neatly dressed, as if he was waiting for him.
It really is.
Everything in the big courtyard cannot be hidden from the third uncle. As the concierge and the third uncle in the courtyard, he knows exactly who comes in and out through this door.
He was careful enough when he went out, but he didn't expect to be noticed by the third uncle. He guessed that he must have woken up when he started the car.
"Third uncle, I know you are waiting for me here. Look, it's quite cold in the middle of the night. Let's talk about it tomorrow if there's anything you can do."
The glasses on the third uncle's face shone with white light in the night. Although his expression could not be seen, his words were full of flattery.
"It's quite cold. Why don't you come and sit at my house?"
Yang Jun curled his lips, is it convenient to go to your house in the middle of the night?
As for your two rooms, one is for Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li, and the other is divided into two rooms. The men live in one room and the women live in the same room.
Are you sure it's convenient to go to your home?
If Yang Jun really goes tonight, bad rumors may be spread by interested people tomorrow.
Yang Jun felt that the weather was indeed quite cold, so he stamped his feet and walked back outside the courtyard.
"Come to my car and chat."
"okay."
When the third uncle heard this, he followed him like crazy.
I got into the car, closed the door, and finally felt less cold.
"Junzi, how is your work going well recently?"
As soon as he got in the car, the third uncle took out half a pack of cigarettes and handed Yang Jun a cigarette.
Yang Jun took it and clamped it on his ear.
It's already this late. If you continue to smoke, will you still be able to sleep at night?
"Third uncle, you see it's already late at night, so don't say anything to set the stage. Just tell me what you want from me."
"Hey, I can't hide anything from you."
The third uncle adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hands and said with a smile: "Junzi, help Jiefang find a job."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and cursed, knowing that the third uncle was up to no good looking for him in the middle of the night.
It seems that the saying is correct, people flock together and birds of a feather flock together.
It is not appropriate for the factory director and employees to live in the same courtyard.
Otherwise, why are there separate housing for cadres and housing for employees?
This is also the reason why Yang Jun wants to move out.
Yang Jun's current official position is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more people are begging him. He knows that if he continues to live in this courtyard, more and more people like the third uncle will come to him to ask for services.
Just ask you if you can help. It's fine if you do, but if you don't, he will immediately go around and badmouth you the next day, saying that you are too developed to look down on your neighbors, and may even say that the cadres don't care about the masses, etc.
It was all a mess and annoyance anyway, so Yang Jun decided to move out of this yard as soon as the house over Jinshui Bridge was renovated.
"Third uncle, have you heard about the merger of the factories?"
Third uncle: "I heard Yan Jiecheng talk about it."
Yang Jun: "Third uncle, you are the most knowledgeable person in our college. Do you not understand the meaning of the word 'merger'?"
"The biggest purpose of factory merger is to optimize resources. I don't know how many people will be laid off in this merger. Why do you want me to add more people?"
Seeing that the third uncle was hesitant to speak, Yang Jun continued,
"It would be great if you and the second uncle came to see me a few days ago. I can arrange everything for you. Now everyone knows that the factory is going to be merged. If I put people in here at this time, you can tell me what will happen in the future.
How else am I going to manage the factory?”
"Junzi, for the sake of everyone living in the same courtyard, you can make an exception."
When the third uncle heard this, he became anxious and quickly took out a wad of money from his pocket and handed it over.
"Junzi, this is three hundred yuan, don't think it's too little, just get an apprenticeship."
Yang Jun curled his lips. The third uncle still couldn't change his calculation problem. He just wanted to get an apprenticeship for three hundred yuan. What do you think?
Now is a critical period for the merger of the two factories. Let alone three hundred yuan, even one thousand yuan cannot buy a temporary worker quota.
