Yang Jun arranged for the second uncle to have a banquet.
Then, the banquet began.
There are only eight tables for the banquet today, and they are all open at once.
Marrying a daughter is not like marrying a daughter-in-law, everything is simple.
Yang Mei got married, but Yang Jun did not notify his comrades.
These guests are basically neighbors, a few are Yang Mei's friends, and then there are the cadres of the steel rolling mill.
As the head of the family and the bride's brother, Yang Jun entertained the guests personally.
However, he was thinking about attending Li Tiezhu's wedding.
So, after he toasted a glass of wine at each table, he said hello to Yi Qiushui and left.
He didn't dare to tell Wang Yuying about this, otherwise she would have to scold him with her temper.
When passing by the front yard, Yang Jun told the second uncle, and then drove away.
The car drove for more than twenty minutes and arrived at Li Tiezhu's house.
As soon as I arrived at Li Tiezhu's house.
When Yang Jun saw it, he immediately shook his head and sighed.
If you don’t know this, you will be shocked when you see it.
It's really annoying to compare people to each other.
This kid actually lives in a two-entry courtyard house with fifteen rooms in total, which is much more spacious than what he lives in.
Moreover, his courtyard house is relatively new, and it looks like it has been recently renovated, maybe it was specially prepared for weddings.
Yang Jun found an empty space, parked the car, and walked over.
At this time, the bride had already walked in. There were remnants of fireworks and firecrackers everywhere at the entrance of the courtyard, and the guests had already taken their seats.
Yang Jun looked at a accounting table at the door of the courtyard, with three people sitting in front of the table.
Yang Jun took out the money he had prepared in advance and put it on the account table.
"Yang Jun and Wang Dezhu each have two hundred yuan."
Wang Erwa was staring at that person today and couldn't move away, so Yang Jun could only pay him the gift first.
"Yang Jun, Wang Dezhu, two hundred yuan each."
An old man with reading glasses on the table looked up at Yang Jun, and then repeated to the bookkeeper.
This kind of singing has been around since ancient times, just to confirm whether there is a mistake.
A young man next to him handed him two packs of wedding cigarettes, then picked one from the unopened loose cigarettes on the table and lit it for him.
The three people at the accounting table glanced at Yang Jun one more time.
After all, not many of the guests attending the wedding today gave a gift of two hundred yuan, so they took a few more glances.
In this era, let alone a gift of two hundred yuan, even two yuan is considered too much, and the most relatives can give is five yuan.
Before attending Li Tiezhu's wedding, Yang Jun took a look at Xi Bo from the third uncle and found that the one who gave the most gifts was only ten yuan (except Li Huaide).
The ones who gave the gift of ten yuan were still Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi. The others either had fifty cents, one yuan, or five yuan at most.
After paying the gift, Yang Jun put two packs of cigarettes in his pocket and walked into the courtyard.
This guy Li Tiezhu is trying to save his fortune.
Everything used in weddings is the best.
Yang Jun took a look at the two packs of cigarettes. They were soft Chinese cigarettes, priced at one yuan a pack, second only to the special Chinese cigarettes, and the wedding candy was also the best White Rabbit toffee.
In the yard.
There were more than a dozen tables set up inside and outside, and the standard of the banquet was no lower than when he got married.
There are all kinds of chicken, duck and fish, and you can even see a few plates of vegetables.
Since the last food crisis passed, this guy Li Tiezhu is alive again. He always feels that the rain has stopped, the weather has cleared, and he can do well again.
He probably went out of his way to curry favor with his uncle.
This kid doesn't care about eating but fighting.
However, I can't blame him.
It's all forced by the world. If you talk about being noble, you won't be able to get along well. If you want to be noble in front of others, you have to put down your dignity behind others.
So what if his uncle tricked him once?
After what happened, is it possible that you want to sever the uncle-nephew relationship with him?
Most smart men wouldn't do that.
After all, there are only eternal interests in this world, and there are no eternal enemies.
"Sheephorn Feng, you are the only one left."
As soon as Yang Jun entered the backyard, he was discovered by Li Tiezhu.
At this moment, there were two tables in the backyard, and they were all occupied by his old comrades. There were also colleagues and leaders from their grain station at the tables next to them.
Li Tiezhu packed neatly today, wearing a straight tunic suit, a long back, and big-leather shoes that were as swollen as steamed buns.
He took a few steps forward, put his arm around Yang Jun's shoulders and helped him find a seat.
"Everyone, I'm late, so I'll punish myself with three drinks."
Yang Jun didn't say that today was his sister's wedding day, lest everyone blame him for not sending out the invitation, he simply didn't mention it and punished himself with three drinks.
When old comrades-in-arms Ji Demin and Li Lixin saw this, they exchanged glances and directly changed him to a larger cup.
Yang Jun's face twitched when he saw the cup.
This kind of cup is at least two or two cups, and you will probably be drunk after three cups.
He originally wanted to punish himself with three drinks, but he was punished by his old comrade, which made him unhappy.
He smiled and tapped them with his hand.
Then he suddenly picked up the glass and poured it in. In fact, he poured the glass of wine into the space.
His expression didn't change, and he drank three glasses of wine in a row, as if nothing was wrong with him.
"Now that you have been promoted, you are so busy that you were even late for Li Gangtou's wedding." Li Lixin joked.
"Hey, there's nothing I can do. I've been so busy all day long that I can't even touch the ground." Yang Jun's face twitched and he frowned.
Li Tiezhu listened from the side and knew that Yang Jun was very busy recently. Today was also the wedding day of his sister Yang Mei. Yang Jun didn't mention it just now, so it was hard for him to say it.
However, he was very touched that Yang Jun could come to his wedding.
Being able to come here so early means that his sister is not in charge for the time being.
Due to the arrival of Yang Jun, the atmosphere at the wine table went to a higher level.
Everyone toasted to each other to renew their friendship, and many people fawned over Yang Jun.
All the comrades who were originally at the two tables now came to his table.
Gao Shengli, who was the deputy director of the Agricultural Economics Station, pushed Ji Demin, who was sitting next to Yang Jun, aside, put his arm around his shoulders and said.
"Lao Yang, I heard that your rolling mill and machine repair shop merged some time ago. Do you have a lot of technicians there? Do you think you can get some skilled technicians for our station?"
"No problem. You can go to the factory to pick some other time. However, let me explain in advance that they are just borrowing them. You must return them to me after three months." Yang Jun agreed without even thinking about it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He wants a pillow to sleep on, but he is worried that there are too many mechanics in the factory. Recently, a lot of them have been crowded into the agricultural economics station below, but there are still many people left.
If Gao Shengli can digest dozens of people here, it would be good to lighten his burden a little bit.
"Hey, why are you so picky? Why don't you just give it away?" Gao Shengli said dissatisfied.
Yang Jun curled his lips, rolled his eyes and said, "What do you want to do? If someone refuses to work in such a good big factory, he has to go to your place where no one can shit. Do you think his brain has been squeezed by the door?"
"It would be nice if I could lend it to you for three months. After three months, they will still come back. When the steel mill over Sugar Mountain is built, they will be transferred there."
"So, take advantage of these three months to organize people to learn the technology."
"Well, I understand..." Gao Shengli nodded and said: "Hey, Lao Yang, you said that after the steelmaking plant over Sugar Mountain is built, will you go there?"
These old comrades-in-arms care about each other's future. After all, the comrades-in-arms are getting along well, so they can help them by the way.
Therefore, they were very concerned about Yang Jun's future career.
"Yes, Lao Yang, tell me, are you being transferred to be the factory director?"
Ji Demin came over and asked softly.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun did not answer them immediately, but took out a cigarette from the table and hung it on his mouth.
Li Lixin next to him quickly lit the fire for him.
"Lao Yang, tell me."
Other comrades urged.
Yang Jun took a puff of cigarette, thought for a while and said,
"I shouldn't have said this, after all, the matter has not been finalized yet, but since you asked, I will tell you my speculation."
Yang Jun glanced at them and said: "The big boss plans to let Yang Jianguo be the director of this steelmaking plant."
"Then Yang Jianguo has been transferred, will you take over his position as director of the steel rolling mill?" Li Tiezhu interjected from the side.
Yang Jun tapped the table with his fingers holding a cigarette and said,
"If nothing else happens, it will look like this."
"oh."
Everyone said "Oh" and nodded to express their understanding.
In fact, they knew in their hearts that although Yang Jun was not the director of the steel rolling mill yet, he made all the decisions in the factory.
Moreover, they all know how strong the backing behind Yang Jun is. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be a matter of course for Yang Jun to become the director of the steel rolling mill in three months.
"You can get a princess by marrying a wife, and you can buy a government officialdom in plain land." Li Tiezhu heard this with envy and said sourly.
"Haha!" Yang Jun said with a smile: "You are not bad at all. You have married a down-to-earth and capable wife."
When Li Tiezhu said the words "pragmatic and capable", he looked proud, and the chrysanthemum on his face kept smiling.
"Haha, I will treat you to the baby's full moon wine then."
"Hey, you are really capable."
Seeing the boy smiling so happily, he knew that Qin Jingru must be happy.
After a while, Li Tiezhu went back to his room and invited Qin Jingru to toast him.
The bride Qin Jingru is very beautiful today. She is wearing a red floral wedding dress on the upper body, cyan pants on the lower body, and a pair of flat leather shoes on the feet. She looks young and beautiful.
His face was red, and he didn't know whether it was because of shyness or other reasons. When he saw everyone, he just nodded shyly and said hello.
When everyone saw the bride coming, they all clamored for Li Tiezhu to have a glass of wine.
Fortunately for Li Tiezhu, that boy was thick-skinned and was eager to drink a glass of wine, while Qin Jingru ran back to the wedding room with a blushing face.
Yang Jun did not join the others in making trouble, but lowered his head to eat and drink.
Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
This figure hid in the wedding room and disappeared in a flash.
Although it was a startling glance, Yang Jun still recognized Qin Huairu.
He clearly remembered that in the morning, Qin Huairu and her three children feasted and drank at her sister's wedding, but in the blink of an eye, she was here.
It stands to reason that Qin Huairu's participation in her cousin's wedding is also being cleared up, but Yang Jun always felt that she had some ulterior motives, otherwise why would she be hiding from him just now.
However, Yang Jun was too lazy to care about her.
As long as she doesn't cause any trouble for herself, she can do whatever she wants.
