As soon as he came out of the yard next door, Yang Jun saw a person standing at his door.
This man was still holding something in his hand and was standing at the door, not daring to knock on the door.
"Who are you?"
Yang Jun saw that this person's background seemed familiar, but he couldn't confirm it for the moment.
"Brother Junzi."
The man turned around, blushed and shouted.
"Zhong Yuemin, why is it you?"
Yang Jun was a little surprised by the sudden appearance of Zhong Yuemin.
He didn't know why Zhong Yuemin blocked his door this early in the morning.
Although his relationship with Zhong Yuemin was rather tense, for the sake of his father Zhong Shanyue, Yang Jun did not embarrass him, and the friendship between them was just a nod when they met.
"Brother Junzi, I..."
"Oh, are you looking for Qiu Shui?"
As the saying goes: Don't hit someone with a smiling face.
Seeing that he was carrying a lot of things, Yang Jun stepped forward to push the door open and let him go into the yard.
"I...I'm not..."
Watching Yang Jun enter the yard, Zhong Yuemin looked embarrassed and had to carry his things into the yard.
"Brother Yuemin, why are you here?"
As soon as she entered the yard, Yi Qiushui saw him immediately after washing up in the bathroom.
"Ah?" Zhong Yuemin suddenly saw Yi Qiushui, his expression was dazed for a moment, and then he immediately replied,
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I came here specifically to see you and Brother Junzi today."
The thing in Zhong Yuemin's hand lit up, and he muttered for a long time before speaking.
Zhong Yuemin is two years older than Yi Qiushui, but younger than Yang Jun.
According to Yi Qiushui's side of the argument, he should have called Yang Jun brother-in-law, but he didn't do that, and instead discussed it on his own terms.
Today, he came here with a request, so he naturally lowered his attitude.
Before, Zhong Yuemin pursued Yi Qiushui, but she rejected her, and the two had no contact for a long time.
However, we all grew up in the same house, and there was no deep hatred. Besides, both of them are now married and have their own families, so the relationship between them is not so tense.
"Sit down in the room and have breakfast together." Yang Jun greeted.
"No need, Brother Jun, I brought it here."
Zhong Yuemin quickly placed the gift in his hand on the stone table in the courtyard.
"You guys eat first and don't worry about me. The food will get cold later."
"Okay, I won't be polite to you. I have to go to work later."
Yi Qiushui has been busy with the medical department recently, and there are many things waiting for her to deal with in the department, so she did not be polite to Zhong Yuemin and went directly back to the restaurant to eat.
When Yang Jun saw this, he couldn't walk away.
He couldn't leave his guests hanging out in the yard, so he went back to the house and got a meat bun and came out.
As he ate, he asked,
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Zhong Yuemin blushed, lowered his head and murmured for a long time before saying: "Brother Junzi, I came to you this time just to ask if...that kind of wine is still available?"
After he finished speaking, his face was as red as a monkey's butt.
After all, it's hard to talk about this kind of thing, especially in front of another man, exposing one's shortcomings.
"It works?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned.
Unexpectedly, a disease that was not treatable in big hospitals was cured by a bottle of medicinal wine.
You say it's magical or not.
"Um!"
Zhong Yuemin nodded and responded quietly.
Then, his face turned even redder, and he lowered his head, almost burying it in his crotch.
"So? Are you here to thank me today?"
Yang Jun ate the buns and touched the gifts he brought with his hands.
"Yes... yes, I also want to get two more bottles from you." Zhong Yuemin looked at Yang Jun eagerly.
Although he was considered a leader among the big guys in the courtyard, in front of Yang Jun, he could only keep his tail between his legs and keep his posture low.
He had seen Yang Jun's skill, and he could actually insert chopsticks into the table with his bare hands. This level of ferocity was beyond his reach. Besides, he was also a soldier. He knew better than anyone the weight of first-class merit.
Yang Jun not only received first-class merit, but also twice. This courage deserves his respect.
Besides, now that his lifelong happiness is entirely in Yang Jun's hands, he doesn't even dare to stab him.
After drinking that medicinal wine, his wife no longer divorced him, and she also had a good attitude towards him.
He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and get two more bottles of medicinal wine from Yang Jun to try to get his wife pregnant and give the Zhong family a heir.
"Brother Junzi, my younger brother used to be too young and didn't know the seriousness of it. If I offended you in any way, please forgive me this time."
Yang Jun waved his hand to signal him to stop talking.
"Okay, don't say anything sensational. I'm not a narrow-minded person. Don't mention the past. I don't take it to heart at all."
"The reason why I helped you is entirely because you were injured on the battlefield. Otherwise, I wouldn't care about your life or death."
When Zhong Yuemin heard this, he immediately felt relieved.
He was still uneasy when he came, thinking that Yang Jun would hold a grudge.
Unexpectedly, it was not what he thought. After Yang Jun said this, he also felt that he was also a person who had contributed to the country, not to mention how proud he was.
"Brother Junzi, no wonder my father and others said that you are born to do great things. Your mind is as broad as the sea, and no one can match it."
"Yes, yes, I almost believe what you said."
Yang Jun stuffed the bun in his mouth into his mouth and muttered: "Isn't there a popular saying in your compound: prevent fire, theft and Yang Jun."
Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin immediately stood up from his stool, scratching his neck and saying.
"Don't listen to the nonsense of those old ladies. They talk about guarding you, but behind the scenes, who wouldn't be happy and grinning from ear to ear."
Tsk tsk.
Yang Jun looked at him with a playful expression.
You guys are so brave, you dare to call them old ladies.
If these words were known to them, it would probably not take a long time for your kid to do this little thing, and everyone in the entire Four-Nine City would know about it.
However, he knew that Zhong Yuemin was right.
Although those girls say they don't want to, they don't know how to have fun secretly.
"You said I brought the gospel to them, was I wrong? Why did everyone in the courtyard be on guard against me?" Yang Jun was also a showman, and he actually defended himself against the injustice.
"It's just that those old ladies are biting Lu Dongbin and don't know a good heart. Brother Junzi, others don't dare to say it. I, Zhong Yuemin, raise my hands to welcome you to our compound."
At this time, Zhong Yuemin was trying to curry favor with Yang Jun, and his IQ was a bit off.
Seeing Yang Jun's incomprehensible look, I thought he was really angry.
What if Yang Jun gets angry and never goes to the military compound again?
Those old ladies ruined their own good deeds.
"It's too much. A full man doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry. He beats the cook when he's full. Bah!" Zhong Yuemin continued to complain.
When Yang Jun looked at the boy, he seemed to know what was going on. Although he knew that he was deliberately trying to make himself happy, he did not expose him.
Anyway, after complaining for a while, I felt much better.
Yang Jun went back to the house.
After he came out, he put the medicinal wine on the stone table and said: "For your happiness, brother, I can only sacrifice my own happiness."
Yang Jun spoke in a heavy tone, as if his heart was being cut.
"My brother will always remember my brother's love for him. If you need me in the future, just say hello."
Zhong Yuemin glanced at Yi Qiushui who was eating, and when she wasn't paying attention, he hurriedly stuffed two bottles of wine into his trouser pockets.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
Why is your kid so addicted to acting? He actually got into trouble with himself.
Do you want an Oscar statuette awarded to you?
After Zhong Yuemin put away the wine, he immediately took out 20 yuan and handed it to Yang Jun.
"Brother, I can't let you pay for my kindness."
Yang Jun looked at the gift on the stone table. It seemed like it cost ten yuan anyway. It would be outrageous to charge him any more money.
Besides, Uncle Zhong still has to give him some face.
"These two bottles are given to you. If you want to get them next time, they cost five yuan a bottle."
"Okay, brother, I'm not welcome."
Zhong Yuemin laughed dryly and took back the money in his hand.
After hearing Yang Jun's quotation, his face twitched.
He couldn't afford five yuan a bottle, but for the sake of happiness, he could only accept this price.
"Save your drinks, one cap at a time is enough."
Zhong Yuemin opened his mouth and moved his lips. He held it in for a long time before saying,
"I... don't feel anything about a bottle cap."
…
After seeing Zhong Yuemin off, Yang Jun hurried back to the house to get two steamed buns and got into the car with two eggs in his pocket.
When the two of them were in the car, no one mentioned anything about Zhong Yuemin.
What he appreciated most about Yi Qiushui was that she never forced things that others didn't want to say, even with her husband, who was very close to her. As long as Yang Jun didn't say anything, she never forced it.
On the surface, she was not interested in anything, but when Yang Jun gave Zhong Yuemin medicinal wine, she discovered it, but she didn't say anything.
Men, that's all.
Nothing new.
As soon as he arrived at the office, Yang Jun called Ran Qiuye's father to the office.
Since the completion of the staff dormitory, Professor Ran had nothing to do. Yang Jun arranged for him to work in the housing management department. Now the superiors have allocated a special amount of funds to build a medical building, so he thought of Professor Ran.
"Professor Ran, I'm afraid your free days are coming to an end."
Yang Jun made him a cup of tea.
"Director, I know that the factory is preparing to build a medical building. I don't have any other skills. This is a sketch I drew overtime these days. Please take a look."
Professor Ran said and handed over a few sketches.
After he was transferred to work in the steel rolling mill, he finally lived a peaceful life for a few days.
He knew in his heart that he could live a good life only because of Yang Jun's help. Therefore, in addition to being grateful to Yang Jun, he was also very serious about his work.
Ever since he knew that a medical building was going to be built in the factory, he knew it was time to take action on his own, so he worked overtime these days and finally sketched out the building before Yang Jun came to him.
Yang Jun was very pleased when he saw this.
Being able to get things done before he came to him saved him a lot of worry. If he had more people like Professor Ran under his command, why would he worry so much.
He spread the sketch on the coffee table, found something to hold down the four corners of the drawing, and then looked at it carefully.
Although he couldn't understand the drawings, the floor plan on the paper was very intuitive. This architectural layout was very avant-garde, drawing on many Western architectural elements, combined with local cultural factors, giving people a fresh and unique feeling.
This architectural layout is not only avant-garde, but also very practical. It does not completely adopt the symmetrical layout of the tube building. He also added some other layouts to it, such as a podium.
Seeing this sketch, Yang Jun knew that he had put a lot of thought into it and made appropriate adjustments based on the terrain of the site.
The current medical building is planned to be built behind the current office building. The site has some area, but it is not enough, so a warehouse can only be demolished.
Professor Ran's sketch is very accurate and divides each functional area in great detail.
Even if Yang Jun didn't read this sketch, he knew that as a world-class architect, Professor Ran's drawings must be sought after by many people.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Yang Jun nodded while watching. He humbly asked for advice on what he didn't understand.
"I personally don't have any objections, but this picture needs a meeting to make a decision."
Professor Ran nodded repeatedly when he heard this.
"Okay, if there's anything wrong, I can correct it at any time."
Afterwards, Professor Ran left the sketch and went back.
