Yang Jun rode the 26-large-bar car, and Yang Anguo rode the 28-large-bar car.
The two walked side by side, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Along the way, Yang Anguo often complained about him.
However, the joy of the new bike was soon diluted.
"Brother, why don't you take a detour to eat dumplings?"
This guy, since he took him to a restaurant after trading supplies from the mountains last time, he has started arguing with Dumplings.
Whenever I have something to do, I will yell to eat dumplings.
Yang Jun thought about eating alone when he went back. Since Yi Qiushui was not here, he had no appetite. As for Yang Laosi, he must have eaten in the yard next door.
"Okay, but you have to agree to one condition."
"What are the conditions, brother, tell me."
When Yang Anguo heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and his saliva almost flowed down.
"When we eat, we sit separately."
This bastard is just a loser. Every time I eat with him, others look at him with a little prejudice, meaning, look at how you, a respectable young man, hang out with a loser.
"Brother, I suspect you are calling me a loser."
Yang Anguo glanced at Yang Jun resentfully.
"Be confident and remove the word doubt."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and looked at him speechlessly.
This guy was self-aware, and he immediately guessed the reason for sitting separately from him.
Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi usually don't dare to eat at home. They can only eat half full at home every day. Then, they see if they have a chance to eat during the day. Every time they go out to eat with Yang Jun, they don't burst their bellies.
Never give up.
Although Yang Anguo expressed dissatisfaction with Yang Jun's evaluation, the temptation of dumplings far outweighed his dissatisfaction.
For dumplings, he can endure anything.
The two came to the hotel.
As soon as he entered the door, Yang Anguo shouted to Zhang Shuhua behind the counter,
"Sister, bring me two hundred and fifty dumplings."
When Yang Jun heard this, his vision went dark and he almost fell to the ground.
I rolled my eyes, and sure enough it was still the same two hundred and fifty.
Zhang Shuhua is the waiter who receives them every time.
After eating dumplings last time, Yang Anguo refreshed her knowledge again.
I thought Ma Juzi could eat enough, but I didn't expect that Yang Anguo could eat more than him.
Ma Juzi can usually eat 200 dumplings, but Yang Anguo can eat 250 dumplings.
"Okay, eldest sister will prepare it for you."
Zhang Shuhua went to the kitchen and sang: "Two hundred and fifty dumplings."
After the explanation, she came out from behind the window and said to Yang Jun with a smile,
"Director Yang, what would you like to eat?"
"Dumplings...mutton noodles."
Yang Jun originally wanted to talk about dumplings, but when he thought of Yang Anguo swallowing jujubes later, he suddenly lost interest in eating them.
“Let’s just have plain noodles.”
Yang Jun couldn't get used to the mutton smell, so he had to change his mind and order plain noodles.
"We have beef noodles here, would you like to try them?"
Zhang Shuhua looked at the store and saw that there was no one there, then came over and asked in a low voice.
“Do you have any beef noodles here?”
Yang Jun was shocked.
When will restaurants be able to openly sell beef noodles?
You know, the country prohibits the slaughter of farm cattle. Even if you can get beef, you don't dare to serve it openly.
"You don't have to worry about where it was made. Just sit down and I'll cook it for you right away."
"forget it……"
Before Yang Jun finished speaking, Zhang Shuhua left.
He didn't want to get himself into trouble just because of a mouthful of beef noodles.
Besides, there are plenty of them in his space, so if he wants to eat, he can eat at any time.
However, after all, people have good intentions, and he doesn't want to let others down.
…
Kitchen.
Zhang Shuhua excitedly said to the head chef Wang Yating,
"Sister Wang, quickly take out your piece of beef and cook some noodles, that Factory Manager Yang is here."
"Really? That's great. I'll cook the noodles right away."
Wang Yating was so excited that she didn't know what to do.
He hurriedly opened the locker in the kitchen, took out an oil paper bag, and opened it layer by layer. Inside was a small piece of braised beef, which looked like seven or eight taels.
"Okay now, it finally came in handy. If my old Wu Fei hadn't had a premonition, I almost missed this opportunity."
Wang Yating ordered people to cook the noodles, while she cut the beef herself.
"Sister Wang, your Lao Wu is really amazing. He had a premonition that he would meet Factory Director Yang today, but he didn't expect that he would speak harshly."
Zhang Shuhua also echoed from the side with a look of joy.
"I hope Director Yang is willing to help."
"Yes, yes, Shuhua, you must say a few more nice things to me later." Wang Yating said with a sigh on her face.
At this moment, she was very conflicted.
I felt both the joy of meeting Yang Jun and the fear of being rejected.
"Sister Wang, don't worry. After all, Director Yang and I have met several times, so I think we can still talk to each other."
"I hope so."
…
By the way, Yang Jun was waiting impatiently in the front hall.
It's not that he was hungry, but Yang Anguo's mouth squeaked loudly when he ate the dumplings, which made him salivate.
However, I restrained myself.
After all, he just made a bold statement that he wanted to eat separately.
However, before long, Zhang Shuhua came over with a tray, followed by an unknown woman.
"Director Yang, I've been waiting for a long time. Your face is here."
Zhang Shuhua brought a large bowl of noodles to him with a smile, while the woman next to him placed a plate full of braised beef in front of him.
The braised beef is not placed with the noodles, but on a separate plate.
"Director Yang, please try this beef."
When Yang Jun saw this, he didn't move his chopsticks.
The strange behavior of the two people made him suspicious.
Do you need two people to do this?
Besides, you call this plate full of beef beef noodles.
He still understands the principle of being courteous without any problem is either a traitor or a thief. It is impossible to say that the two people in front of him have no agenda.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Yang Jun crossed his arms, stared at them and said,
"It's okay, Director Yang. Eat it while it's hot. Otherwise, your face will be lumpy after a while." Zhang Shuhua said with a panicked expression.
Seeing that they didn't tell the truth, Yang Jun didn't bother to ask.
So, he took out a wad of money and tickets from his pocket, pointed at Yang Anguo's table and said,
"How much is the total for the two tables?"
Yang Jun thought, since you are not going to talk, let's just keep things official. As long as he pays the money, he can ignore whatever they say later.
The hotel has hotel rules. If you leave it to others, you will pay first and then eat. But Yang Jun is different. Ever since Zhang Shuhua knew his identity, every time he came to eat, he would eat first and pay later.
"Director Yang, it's just a bowl of noodles, treat it as my treat."
"No, I am also a cadre. I should take the lead and set an example. You can't let me make mistakes."
Yang Jun directly stuffed the money and tickets over.
"Director Yang, you really don't need it. I'll treat you to this meal," said Wang Yating next to her.
Yang Jun looked at her and said righteously,
"Sister, don't tell me that we don't know each other. Even if we do, there is no reason for you to treat us to dinner."
In fact, he should have known long ago that this beef noodles was not that delicious.
Sure enough, trouble came.
Zhang Shuhua and the others obviously have something to ask of themselves.
"Director Yang, this is our chef Wang Yating. Actually...we have something to ask for your help."
Yang Jun tapped the bowl with his chopsticks, showing an expression that was indeed true.
"That's right. If you have something to say, just talk about it. Why do you have to do that nonsense? It's not fun at all."
"Yes, you are right, we are a family of women, you don't want to be like us."
Zhang Shuhua quickly apologized, secretly blaming herself that she should have told him when he first asked, otherwise there wouldn't have been so many misunderstandings.
"Director Yang, we do have something to ask you, um... I'd better let Sister Wang talk to you."
After Zhang Shuhua finished speaking, she pushed Wang Yating forward.
Wang Yating finally figured out that Yang Jun was a cheerful person and didn't like the grinding routine.
So, she decided to tell the truth.
"Director Yang, the thing is like this. There is a girl in our compound. Her name is Huang Yani. She is currently working in Huangtai Commune. She has not been back for six or seven years. Her mother is seriously ill. Can you help me?
Let her come back?"
"Her mother is seriously ill and she won't come back. What can I do?"
After Yang Jun heard this, he also looked helpless.
My mother is seriously ill and still doesn't want to come back. How can he, an outsider, help?
"That's not the case, Director Yang. Maybe I didn't express it clearly."
Wang Yating hurriedly explained: "It's not that she doesn't want to come back, it's that the people in the village won't let her come back."
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this, thinking about the strangeness of this matter.
According to regulations, the period for everyone to go to the countryside to join the queue is generally three years. Now that Huang Yani has already passed the period and has not come back yet, someone must have deliberately held her captive.
"Why don't you let her back?"
Yang Jun asked doubtfully.
Wang Yating glanced at Zhang Shuhua, and then whispered,
"Her family has a high status, so..."
Yang Jun nodded, indicating that he understood.
This kind of thing is very difficult and he doesn't want to get involved.
"I can't help with this matter, you should try your best to do something else."
If it wasn't a blood relationship, Yang Jun would never take any risks.
"Director Yang, please help that child."
"That child's father jumped off a building and his mother is sick. It's just when he needs her."
When Wang Yating heard this, she became anxious and begged.
"Yes, Director Yang, please help me. The child's mother is dying and just wants to take a last look at the child."
Zhang Shuhua advised from the side.
"Sorry, I can't help."
For a stranger, Yang Jun did not reach the level of the Virgin Mary's fraternity.
There are so many poor people in the world, how many people can he help?
"Anguo, don't eat."
Yang Jun counted a few dollars and a few kilograms of food stamps, slapped them on the table, turned around and left.
"Ah, brother, I'm not full yet."
After finishing one plate of dumplings, he was eagerly waiting for the second plate.
Yang Jun turned around and glared at him, so scared that he quickly got up and followed him.
"Director Yang, please help me."
Zhang Shuhua and Wang Yating chased them out.
But they only saw two retreating figures.
Yang Jun was filled with anger.
Two people just came out of nowhere and wanted him to help. I really don't know what they were thinking.
He is not a loving angel and would never take such a risk for a stranger.
He also has a clear understanding of his abilities.
