The moment he watched her get on the sedan, Yang Jun's heart seemed to be grabbed by something. The pain was severe, and after the pain, he seemed empty again.
Wang Yuying couldn't stop crying, her eyes filled with tears and she couldn't stand up straight.
Until the banquet was over, the family's mood still hadn't recovered.
Go to work the next day.
Yang Jun went to inspect the layout of the new engine promotion venue.
Although this engine was improvised by Yang Jun to make up the numbers, it is undeniable what kind of impact this engine can have on the entire industry.
It is more than ten years ahead and can be said to be a major breakthrough in the history of mechanical research.
Once the news spreads, it will undoubtedly be another big news. Countless reporters and radio stations came to hear the news. They wanted to see the most advanced engine independently developed by our country.
These people come with curiosity and leave with disillusionment.
Although they didn't get any news about the engine, they did learn some exciting news.
That is, the person who studied this engine is Yang Jun.
When they found out that it was Yang Jun who took the lead in developing it, they were relieved.
After all, Yang Jun brought them too many surprises.
The Barefoot Doctor's Manual, machine tool technical improvements, mushroom cultivation, and now engine development, it can be said that every one of them is a solid achievement.
For a time, Yang Jun's name appeared on the front pages of various newspapers.
Some people say that he is a lucky man sent by God.
Some people say that he is the most respectable hero.
Others say that he is an unknown, selfless old scalper.
…
What else can Yang Jun say?
He is just a porter.
His current achievements were all achieved through countless experiments and hard work by his predecessors, and there is nothing worth showing off.
These achievements do not belong to him, and he has no intention of appropriating the achievements of his predecessors.
He just thought that since he came to this world, he had to do something, at least contribute to the construction of this country.
Newspapers overwhelmingly promoted Yang Jun's deeds, pushing Yang Jun's reputation to a new level.
In the past few days, he has received many praises from leaders from all walks of life.
Yang Jun was also tired of dealing with this kind of thing.
Today, he specifically asked Huang Yani to unplug the phone line in the office.
Then, he walked downstairs with his hands behind his back.
When we arrived at the meeting, we saw a dozen young people busy. Nalan Qingmeng, as the host of the meeting, was directing people to set up the stage.
Yang Jun looked at her from a distance, looking at this tender girl.
It is undeniable that Nalan Qingmeng is the most ideal partner in the hearts of most men. He is gentle, virtuous, knowledgeable, considerate, and has countless advantages.
Especially her elegant temperament is even more fascinating.
"Clear dream, clear dream."
Suddenly she heard a cry and saw a figure running towards her happily.
The person who came was Liu Hao, the man who led the troops to besiege Yang Jun that day.
He was one of Nalan Qingmeng's many admirers. He racked his brains every day and tried every means to please Nalan Qingmeng.
At this time, he was holding a casserole in his hand and said excitedly.
"Qing Meng, this is the old hen that I stewed for two hours. You can try it."
Nalan Qingmeng felt a little embarrassed when she saw everyone looking towards her.
His face turned red, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"Liu Hao, it's working time now, please don't disturb my work."
Liu Hao was stunned and stood there awkwardly without knowing what to say.
He didn't expect that Nalan Qingmeng would make it impossible for him to step down in front of so many people.
It’s okay if you don’t drink, but you don’t have to refuse so directly.
"Qingmeng, for the sake of my hard work stewing for two hours, just take a sip."
Seeing Chi Guoguo's confession in front of so many people, Nalan Qingmeng felt a sense of rebellion in her heart.
Her ideal lover is not Liu Hao, and she has never considered finding someone like Liu Hao as her lifelong partner in the future.
She is now facing dual pressures from work and family, and has no time to think about this aspect.
Therefore, for so long, she was like a turtle, huddled tightly under the hard turtle shell.
She understands Liu Hao's thoughts better than anyone else, and she has many ways to reject such a person.
"Liu Hao, please respect me and stop doing things like sending chicken soup or flowers. From the day I started working, I married myself to my favorite mechanical research career. In this life, I
I am willing to die alone."
These words undoubtedly rejected Liu Hao in person.
If he can't even understand this, he's a fool.
A trace of anger flashed across Liu Hao's face.
His eyes were full of anger after being humiliated.
"Okay, Qingmeng, I didn't expect you to be such a person. Remember what you said today."
After Liu Hao finished speaking, he raised his hand and slammed the chicken soup and the casserole to the ground.
The chicken soup splashed everywhere, and the casserole was smashed to pieces.
Liu Hao left a "don't regret it" look in his eyes, turned around and left.
"stop!"
As a shout came, Yang Jun walked over quickly.
He glanced at the chicken soup on the ground and shook his head.
He turned back to Liu Hao and said, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Demonstration? Intimidation? Or vandalism?"
"Do you know how many people can't afford food or clothes now?"
Yang Jun said as he walked towards him.
"Dean, I..."
Liu Hao saw him like a mouse seeing a cat.
What happened that day was vivid in his mind. In front of so many people in the hospital, he was so frightened that he peed his pants. He felt very humiliated.
Now that he saw Yang Jun's sharp eyes, a breath of death came to him. He felt cold all over, his steps were not in control, and he stayed there motionless.
"puff!"
A discordant voice came, and Liu Hao's face was as red as a monkey's butt, his buttocks were trembling, and his legs were desperately holding his crotch.
There was a foul smell in the air, and everyone retreated subconsciously.
It turned out that Liu Hao was so frightened that he became incontinent.
Yang Jun covered his nose and took three steps back calmly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I thought to myself: You are so timid and still want to pick up girls, but I don’t know who gave you the confidence.
Liu Hao felt humiliated like never before, and he was about to cry without tears.
I wanted to flee the scene quickly, but I didn't dare. I wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but there wasn't such a big crack in the ground.
"Go back and write a review of no less than 5,000 words. In addition, you will be transferred out of the laboratory and clean the toilets." Yang Jun said.
He is too lazy to care about this now, he just wants to get rid of him quickly.
"Dean, I..."
As soon as Liu Hao raised his head, he met Yang Jun's sharp eyes and was immediately frightened to stop.
He slowly turned around and left with an awkward and delicate step.
Liu Hao is still a college student after all, and he still has something in his mind. Moving him out of the laboratory is the biggest punishment for him.
Seeing him leaving, Yang Jun turned around and said to everyone,
"Thank you all for your hard work. Please keep working hard to make this publicity meeting a success."
"Okay, Dean."
Everyone responded in unison.
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he motioned for them to continue working.
Everyone said "Oh" and everyone went about their own business.
Looking at Liu Hao's leaving figure, Yang Jun said to Nalan Qingmeng:
"Go back and ask someone to follow him and clean up. Don't affect the image of our hospital."
"Okay, Dean." Nalan Qingmeng said with a blushing face.
She also expressed her embarrassment that Liu Hao had gone all the way and laid the groundwork.
"If anyone harasses you again in the future, you can come to me directly."
"I understand, Mr. Yang." Nalan Qingmeng whispered.
Today, Yang Jun helped her a lot.
Yang Jun's appearance helped her block those people who were ready to take action and had ulterior motives for her.
She was grateful to Yang Jun in her heart.
Yang Jun stood there and chatted with her for a while, and then told her some things that needed to be paid attention to and the etiquette that should be used when hosting a meeting.
Nalan Qingmeng can learn these things as soon as she teaches them. After all, she has been exposed to such activities in college.
After talking about business, Yang Jun asked,
"How is your grandpa's health?"
When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, her eyes suddenly turned red and she looked like she was about to cry.
"What else can I do? Just do it like that."
"There are not many days left. I am half asleep and half awake every day, often talking nonsense."
Yang Jun heard this and felt deeply.
"What can I do for you?"
Nalan Qingmeng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, sobbed, looked up at Yang Jun and smiled,
"Mr. Yang, you have done enough for me. Just leave the rest and I will handle it."
"you……"
Yang Jun paused for a moment, as if he had something to hide, but finally asked,
"Do you really don't need help?"
Perhaps moved by Yang Jun's sincerity, Nalan Qingmeng hesitated.
"Mr. Yang, I...I do have something..."
Seeing how hesitant she was, Yang Jun interrupted,
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Nalan Qing thought for a moment, then turned around and took out a piece of paper from his underwear pocket.
"Mr. Yang, this is a precautionary measure taken by my grandfather for your convenience. Please sign."
Yang Jun took the piece of paper and took a look.
This is an IOU.
It said that Nalan Zhili owed Yang Jun a sum of money and was willing to use the courtyard house where he now lived to pay the debt.
Yang Jun understood immediately.
Nalan Zhili has already thought everything through for him.
In order to prevent his reputation from being dishonest, he deliberately wrote this IOU to prevent his descendants from competing for the real estate. This was the life guarantee he left to Nalan Qingmeng.
Yang Jun looked at it carefully, then raised his eyebrows and said,
"Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to occupy your house?"
Nalan Qingmeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You don't know. Grandpa and I both believe in our own vision. You are definitely not that kind of person. Otherwise, Grandpa would not entrust me to you."
"Besides, given your strength, you definitely don't like that small courtyard."
Yang Jun smiled but said nothing.
He thought to himself: "I don't like that small courtyard, but the people in the small courtyard..."
Then, he shook his head and threw this unrealistic thought out of his mind.
"Haha, you're right. I'm really not that kind of person, and I don't like that yard either. But I want to tell you that this world is a dangerous place, and there's nothing wrong with being more cautious. Don't put all your hope in others.
"
When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, countless little stars shone in her eyes.
She felt that if Yang Jun could say such heartfelt words to her, he was treating her as one of his own.
"Mr. Yang, the more you say this, the more I want to... rely on you."
The voice became smaller and smaller, and Nalan Qingmeng lowered her head.
When Yang Jun saw this, he jumped.
I know this girl has thoughts that she shouldn't have.
He quickly said seriously: "Well, since your grandfather entrusted you to me, why don't you call me Uncle Yang?"
Nalan Qingmeng was stunned, and then a trace of loss flashed in his eyes.
"Humph, I don't want it."
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Yang Jun with an endless reverie on his back.
