Faced with Yang Jun's harsh demands, no one interceded for Qian Xiangrong.
Although this punishment is a bit severe, I have no choice but to accept it.
Who asked Qian Xiangrong to let others draw out of the way? He couldn't catch them when they drew out of the way. This is not only a matter of integrity, but also a slap in everyone's face.
When you spend money to buy a leg, you should have considered this outcome.
If someone makes a move and you can't catch it, who's to blame?
"Brother Junzi, can you change the way? I can give you money."
Qian Xiangrong looked at the cold pistol on the table, his heart filled with despair.
One shot would destroy one leg, a price he couldn't afford.
"Haha, you can have as much money as you want. Keep your melons and dates to buy medicine for yourself."
Yang Jun sneered.
Use money to bribe him, I wonder what he thinks.
He lacks everything except money.
Especially when Wang Guozheng and Zhong Yuemin heard that Qian Xiangrong used money to buy a leg for themselves, the expressions on their faces were extremely disgusting.
If others don't understand Yang Jun, how can they still understand him?
Isn't it true that Yang Jungen is short of money? If he was really short of money, would he not do such a large material transaction?
"Brother Junzi, you can kill with just a nod. You see, you have nothing to do now. Can you be so generous and let your brother go?" Qian Xiangrong said to Yang Jun almost in pain.
Looking at the gun on the table, a bad thought flashed through his eyes.
This scene was seen by Yang Jun.
How could he not understand what Qian Xiangrong was thinking.
A desperado, if he is pushed into a hurry, he will definitely fight to the death.
That's what Qian Xiangrong was thinking at the moment, but he didn't dare.
Just now, he saw with his own eyes that Yang Jun suddenly had a gun in his hand, without any warning.
Based on the professional qualities of a veteran like Yang Jun who had come from the battlefield, he did not believe that Yang Jun was unprepared. Maybe his life depended on it the moment he raised his hand.
Men are born gamblers, and Qian Xiangrong is no exception, but he doesn't dare to gamble. He knows that he will definitely lose.
"Yes, just follow what you are thinking now and pick up the gun decisively."
Yang Jun had a teasing smile on his face and kept encouraging Qian Xiangrong.
His eyes were always staring at Qian Xiangrong, and his fingers were shaking subconsciously.
As long as Qian Xiangrong dares to touch a gun, he will shoot without hesitation.
The more Yang Jun said this, the more Qian Xiangrong didn't dare.
Under Yang Jun's constant pressure, Qian Xiangrong finally couldn't hold on any longer.
His body dwarfed and he knelt on the ground with a sound.
"Brother Junzi, please go around me this time. I won't dare to do it next time."
Yang Jun felt relieved when he saw him kneeling down.
As long as Qian Xiangrong surrenders, he will not act rashly again.
Yang Jun picked up the short gun and put it back on his waist.
"It's not impossible to get around you, but this matter can't be passed like this. It's okay to lose one of your legs, but you have to get three sticks from me, or we will continue to fight to the end."
"I am willing, I am willing to receive three sticks from you." Qian Xiangrong knelt on the ground and kept nodding.
"This is like a man. He didn't embarrass our elder brother." Wang Guozheng nodded.
At this time, Zhong Yuemin had found a wooden stick from outside and handed it to Yang Jun with both hands.
"Brother Junzi, please."
Yang Jun took it and took a quick look and found that it was a thick-armed wooden stick that he had found from a gangster outside.
This kind of stick is made of acacia wood and is very strong.
If you hit it with a stick, it will leave hidden wounds no matter what.
This kind of stick is especially loved by gangsters because it is handy and not very lethal.
At this time, Qian Xiangrong was already lying on a bench, holding the bench with both hands, closing his eyes and waiting for Yang Jun to make a move.
Everyone stood aside, watching Yang Jun approach step by step, and their hearts trembled, as if they were the ones being beaten.
They also know that these three sticks are uncomfortable. Even if their legs are not broken, they will not be able to get out of bed for a month.
Moreover, the person who did it was Yang Jun, and everyone knew how powerful he was.
The strength of his hand that directly thrust the chopsticks into the table just now might not take three sticks, and Qian Xiangrong would be useless.
"Brother-in-law, can I bear these three sticks for my brother?"
At this time, Qian Jiajia, who had been sitting silently, stood up.
She walked over slowly, a layer of crystal tears flashing in her eyes.
"Brother-in-law, my brother has been injured. He will definitely not be able to withstand these three sticks. Can you please let me take these three sticks for him in consideration of our friendship?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he was deep in thought and said nothing.
We are from the same family, but the differences between us are quite big.
The reason why these stubborn masters of the courtyard are willing to come forward to talk about this matter today is largely because of Qian Jiajia's face.
Although Qian Jiajia is a girl, she is outgoing and very loyal, and everyone will give her three points of praise.
Moreover, he has a good relationship with Qian Jiajia, so he still has to give him face.
"That's it, little sister, for your sake, let's forget about these three sticks."
Yang Jun closed his eyes and dropped the stick directly on the ground.
"Thank you, brother-in-law."
Qian Jiajia's face was instantly filled with tears, and she kept bowing to Yang Jun excitedly.
She didn't expect that Yang Jun would sell her face. She originally thought that it would be good if she could resist these three sticks for Qian Xiangrong, but unexpectedly, Yang Jun directly waived the penalty.
"Sister, for your sake, I will let him go this time. If it happens again, don't blame me for being unkind."
Yang Jun wiped away the tears from the corners of Qian Jiajia's eyes with his hands.
"Thank you, brother-in-law. I promise for my brother that I will never dare to do it again in the future."
"Brother Junzi, thank you. I promise I will never do it again in the future."
Upon hearing that Yang Jun had relieved him of his stick, Qian Xiangrong rolled down the bench in excitement.
"Brother Junzi, the situation is bad."
Wang Guozheng and others gave Yang Jun a thumbs up.
Afterwards, everyone sat down again.
Under the persuasion of everyone, Yang Jun reluctantly drank the first wine with Qian Xiangrong.
This kind of wine is not interesting to drink. After a few glasses, Yang Jun left.
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Early the next morning, as soon as Yang Jun arrived at the office, Qian Jiajia came.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Brother-in-law, I came here today specifically to say thank you."
As soon as she entered the door, Qian Jiajia apologized guiltily.
When the two met, they seemed to be more unfamiliar.
Thinking about it, after drinking the first wine, the things on the face have passed, but the difficulties in the heart are not so easy to pass.
Moreover, Yang Jun and Qian Xiangrong were so violent that they almost became a mortal enemy.
If the two of them were like before, they would be so heartless.
"I said, sister, you don't have to be like this. Your brother is your brother and you are you. I, Yang Jun, am willing to be your friend in this life."
Yang Jun brought her a cup of tea, put it on the coffee table, patted her shoulder and said.
"I think it's more pleasant to be called Yang."
"That's not possible. I was the one who screamed in ignorance before. Don't take it to heart."
When Qian Jiajia heard this, she smiled awkwardly.
No matter how much Yang Jun acted like he didn't care, Qian Jiajia just couldn't let go of the knot in her heart.
"There's really no need for us to be like that. You know who I am. Big things can be forgotten the next day."
"Yes, this is all my brother's fault. No matter what, he shouldn't have any desire for revenge."
After hearing this, Yang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly.
As the saying goes: It is easy to change a country but hard to change its nature.
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These matters cannot be solved by talking, and he does not believe that Qian Xiangrong can change his mind after this incident. The guy is hypocritical, selfish, and loves to take advantage.
These shortcomings also limit his future development prospects in this life.
"It's better to tell Uncle Qian about this. I can't stand the things your brother did in the steel rolling mill anymore."
Yang Jun took the opportunity to apply eye drops to Qian Xiangrong.
There were some things that he had to let Qian Jiajia know, otherwise he would really think that it was all Yang Jun's fault.
"Brother-in-law, what did my brother do in the factory?" Qian Jiajia asked anxiously.
"Don't you understand that your own brother cuts corners, deducts workers' wages and food, and even resells the archaeological team's supplies? If you continue to do this, sooner or later something will happen."
What Yang Jun said was not groundless. He had seen it with his own eyes. Qian Xiangrong often colluded with people in the canteen to secretly deprive the archaeological team of food, and even secretly sold the saved food to the steel rolling mill.
Apart from these things, there are many others like this.
In short, Yang Jun couldn't stand Qian Xiangrong's actions for a long time.
"Hey, my brother has this problem. When he was young, he loved to take advantage of him. He didn't change it when he grew up. He often did some sneaky things in the workplace. For this reason, my father wiped his ass a lot."
Qian Jiajia looked like she hated iron.
Even if Yang Jun didn't say it, she knew in her heart that Qian Xiangrong could do these things.
"Okay, brother-in-law, let's not talk about my brother's nonsense. When I come this time, I have brought you Mrs. Liu and left it to you to deal with."
After hearing this, Yang Jun waved his hands and said,
"What do I want from such a scumbag? I can just send him to the police station."
Qian Jiajia brought enough sincerity. If Yang Jun continued to hold on to Mrs. Liu's affairs, it would appear that he was too immeasurable.
If you want to blame, blame him, he shouldn't offend someone that neither party can afford to offend.
The two parties have reached a reconciliation, and he is the only unlucky person.
With all his deeds, he is enough to drink a pot.
Qian Jiajia was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly.
"Okay, just do as you say. I'll send him in later."
"Also, there is one more thing."
Qian Jiajia took out an envelope from her pocket and handed it to Yang Jun.
"Your sister wrote another application, this time her attitude is more determined than before."
When Yang Jun heard this, he frowned and took the envelope.
When I opened the envelope, I saw a dazzling red color.
After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a blood letter written by Yang Liu.
I wrote six pieces in total, clearly expressing my wishes between the lines.
She is willing to give up all her current benefits and go to the frontier to be an ordinary border guard.
Yang Jun felt a headache, and this sister was getting more and more worried.
If this continues, something will definitely happen.
"Why does she keep insisting on being transferred to the frontier?"
After Qian Jiajia heard this, a trace of helplessness flashed across her face.
He spread his hands and said, "Why else could it be that I fell in love with an educated youth from the frontier."
