Yang Jun naturally had his own plan to improve their treatment.
Now his status is different from before, and he is not short of money. He doesn't want to be stabbed in the back because of this little thing about food and drink.
Sometimes small favors are necessary.
Of course, he only improved their treatment in terms of staple food, but they still have to separate them in terms of dishes.
It can't be said that he drinks old hen soup, and the people below also eat the same food as him, what's the point?
"Okay, Sister Miao, just do as I say." Yang Jun said.
"Okay, Mr. Yang."
Sister Miao said: "Mr. Yang, if you want to eat something, you can say hello to me in advance and I will prepare it."
"Okay, if you are busy, I won't disturb you."
After saying that, Yang Jun left the kitchen.
"Mr. Yang, please walk slowly."
Yang Jun came out of the kitchen and went to the concierge in the front yard to have a look.
Before I even entered the door, I heard noise coming from inside.
Yang Jun stood at the door and listened for a while, then realized that they were playing cards.
When Yang Jun heard this, did he think this thing was worth it?
Are you at work, just playing cards?
Although, the work here is special and there is no supervision, so we can't be too casual.
"boom!"
Yang Jun kicked the door open.
The people in the room immediately panicked.
Fortunately, their response was not slow and the security guards still had basic awareness.
When they heard something was wrong, they all pulled out their guns.
Seeing the three black holes pointing at him, Yang Jun saw a black line on his forehead.
With his hands behind his back, with a thought, an MP5 submachine gun with double magazines and a silencer instantly appeared in his hand.
He clasped his hands and faced them.
"Come on, believe it or not, I will beat you into a hornet's nest?"
When Ma Juzi and the other three saw it was Yang Jun, they quickly put down their guns.
Say hello politely.
"Brother!"
"Uncle Master!"
"Uncle Yang!"
Several people put their guns back on their waists and smiled playfully.
"Brother, why are you here and why are you carrying a submachine gun?" Ma Juzi said with a smile.
Several people were a little surprised that Yang Jun came over to check on workers with a submachine gun.
"You still have the nerve to say it. With your alertness, you don't even know someone is touching you in the yard."
Yang Jun raised the muzzle of his gun and gave each of them a kick.
"I'll let you play cards."
"I'll let you play cards."
One person kicked each other, and no one dared to hide. They just stood there and suffered.
"Brother, I will never play cards again."
"Uncle Master, we don't dare to do it anymore."
Ma Juzi and Luo Xiaojun were older and knew that admitting their mistakes at this time was the best choice.
On the contrary, Sun Zhaocai looked at the two of them stupidly.
This guy had rough skin and thick flesh, so Yang Jun kicked his feet as if he was tickling him.
When Yang Jun saw this, he was furious.
What he hates the most is this stupid young man who relies on his body to show off his youthful hormones.
Yang Jun threw the gun on the table and pulled out his belt.
"Hurry up and admit your mistake."
In the end, Luo Xiaojun couldn't bear to see him being beaten and couldn't help but remind him.
"Hey, Uncle Yang, I was wrong."
This guy wasn't too stupid. Seeing that Yang Jun was serious about it, he quickly admitted his mistake.
"It's too late, I want to see if you are tougher or I am tougher."
Yang Jun waved his belt without saying a word.
"Snapped!"
A belt was slapped on his back.
Hearing this voice, Ma Juzi and Luo Xiaojun felt their hearts trembling, and they became worried about him.
He raised his head and looked over.
Good guy, this guy acted like he was fine, shrugging his shoulders as if you were going to continue.
This scene made Yang Jun even more angry.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
I pumped it three times in a row.
These three times, Yang Jun used his strength, making him panting slightly from exhaustion.
Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai shrugged, feeling nothing at all.
Seeing Yang Jun's chest rise and fall, he came over with a playful smile and carefully took the belt from his hand.
While putting it on for Yang Jun, he said with an apologetic smile.
"Uncle Yang, look how tired you are. I have been used to being beaten by my father with a belt since I was a child, and now the belt doesn't work on me."
"Really? So what works?" Yang Jun was dumbfounded by what he did.
It's not a matter of hitting or scolding.
This guy is unusually thick-skinned.
"Hehe, my father used a stick, but since he beat me and came to Sijiu City, my father has never beaten me again."
"Okay, you're awesome." Tuo
Yang Jun turned around and said to Ma Juzi: "Prepare a stick for me in the future, do you hear me?"
"Okay, brother, I'll find it for you later." Ma Juzi said sarcastically.
He and Luo Xiaojun rolled their eyes at Sun Zhaocai.
Are you stupid? If you really prepare a stick, I'm afraid you won't be the only one who suffers.
Sun Zhaocai didn't think so carefully.
He felt that since he had rough skin and thick flesh, it wouldn't matter if he got hit a few times. He was already used to it anyway.
Looking at Sun Zhaocai, who was already taller than himself and as strong as a calf, Yang Jun sighed.
The genes of the old Sun family are too strong, and everyone is a hero.
As far as Sun Zhaocai's physique and strength were concerned, Luo Xiaojun and Ma Juzi combined were no match for him.
The two of them were just playing games in his hands.
This child was brought into the city by Yang Jun, and now the two families are related like this, so he is very loyal to Yang Jun.
Yang Jun has always treated his own people well.
Therefore, it is not good for him to criticize him too much.
"When you have nothing to do, exercise more and don't hide in the house and play cards all day long, do you hear me?" Yang Jundaoyu
"knew."
The three of them responded in unison.
Then, Yang Jun looked at the mess of cards on the table and asked,
"What were you playing just now?"
"Strive for the upper reaches."
Sun Zhaocai rushed to answer: "Uncle Yang, do you want to play two games?"
"Play?"
Yang Jun's eyes widened and he kicked him angrily.
Unexpectedly, the kick didn't matter, and the whole person was immediately bounced back.
If Ma Juzi hadn't been quick to catch him, Yang Jun would have fallen down long ago.
"Hey, Uncle Yang, I'm sorry, I just reacted subconsciously."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
This guy is so terrifying, he is born with divine power.
You don’t need to use your hands, just rely on counterattack to knock people back.
It's so perverted.
Yang Jun thought Sun Zhaodi was scary enough, but he didn't expect that her younger brother Sun Zhaocai was scarier than her.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This guy is only seventeen years old and is already so powerful. If only in a few years, he would be even better.
Only now did he understand the true meaning of defeating ten societies with one force.
"Juzi, when you have nothing to do, train this kid, don't waste this material." Yang Jun said.
"Okay, brother, don't worry, I will definitely teach you."
After saying that, Ma Juzi winked at Sun Zhaocai and smiled.
When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he looked bitter.
"Uncle Yang, can you..."
"cannot!"
Yang Jun said solemnly: "Don't think that you won't train just because you have a good physique. You must know that you are still far behind."
Although Sun Zhaocai is terrifying, it is just brute force.
He is not very proficient in real fighting skills and killing skills.
Although I have been training in the security department for more than half a year, the training is not enough.
Such a good piece of material cannot be wasted.
"You must listen to your Uncle Ma. If I find out that you are cheating and cheating, I will send you directly back to the countryside." Yang Jun said.
When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he was immediately shocked.
"Uncle Yang, don't worry, I will definitely train you well."
He now has some knowledge and is no longer the ignorant and ignorant person.
He never thought about life in the countryside for a day, and if he was asked to go back, he would not even be beaten to death.
Seeing Sun Zhaocai's appearance, Yang Jun nodded slightly.
Then he pointed at the MP5 submachine gun on the table and said,
"I'll leave this gun to you to enhance your protection capabilities."
At present, the three of them are equipped with short guns, which lack firepower and are useless in case of trouble, so they must have sufficient firepower.
Once people gain status, they will cherish their lives even more.
It's not that Yang Jun is afraid of death, but he still needs the necessary ability to protect himself.
"It's a good gun. It has a double magazine. It should have at least sixty rounds."
The three of them have already been coveting this submachine gun.
"This gun uses pistol bullets, which are very powerful."
"Let me touch it."
Ma Juzi and Luo Xiaojun ignored Sun Zhaocai and kept playing around.
When Yang Jun saw this, he didn't bother to pay attention to them, and then went back to the backyard.
Back in the backyard, Miao Juan had already placed the food in the living room.
"Mr. Yang, it's time to eat."
"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Miao."
"It should."
Miao Juan put the food on the table and took out a white-flour steamed bun from the cage next to her and handed it to him.
"Mr. Yang, do you need anything else?"
"No, that's fine."
With clothes on his hands and food on his hands, he could open his mouth. On a day like this, what else could Yang Jun have to find fault with?
The lunch was very sumptuous, consisting of a large casserole of stewed old hens and two stir-fried vegetables, which he would definitely not be able to finish by himself.
"Sister Miao, go and call Secretary Nalan to eat together." Yang Jun said.
"Ah? Do they want to eat with you too?"
After Miao Juan finished speaking, she immediately regretted it.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I'll call you right away."
After saying that, he turned around and went out.
She originally thought that except for Yang Jun, everyone else would have a separate table.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jun asked two secretaries to come to the table.
Fortunately, she is a thoughtful person, and it is not her place to comment on Yang Jun's affairs.
Do whatever the leader tells you to do.
After a while, Nalan Qingmeng came.
"Mr. Yang, should I go there to eat?"
Nalan Qingmeng stood on the side and asked hesitantly.
On the first day of eating, some rules should be established, and they will form a routine from now on.
If she serves it today, she will always eat here.
Yang Jun tapped the table with his chopsticks.
"What are you doing standing here? Do you want me to feed you?"
"Pfft!"
Nalan Qingmeng chuckled, then gently touched his trouser legs with both hands, and sat down gracefully.
"Okay, then I won't be polite."
After Nalan Qingmeng finished speaking, he dug around in the casserole and then handed a chicken leg to Yang Jun.
Yang Jun did not refuse, but readily accepted.
It's such a wonderful thing to have someone take care of you. What reason does he have to refuse?
Then, she took another empty bowl, picked some vegetables and put them aside.
"At this point, sister Yani will be back soon, right?"
"Don't worry about her. She is not a child anymore. If she is hungry, she will find something to eat by herself."
Huang Yani hasn't come back from her meal yet, so she must have eaten in the courtyard cafeteria.
Her job is not easy. After lunch, she has to continue her inspection work.
