"Everyone, please give way. I'll pick up my wife from get off work."
Yang Jun felt unhappy when he saw everyone talking about Yi Qiushui.
He was far away and said to the crowd blocking the door of the infirmary.
"Ouch, brother, your excuse is too cliche. If you want to see beautiful women, go queue up later."
A young man at the front of the crowd quickly stopped Yang Jun, preventing him from going inside.
"That's right, there has to be someone who comes first, first served." A dissatisfied voice came from the crowd.
At this time, Yi Qiushui was writing an order for a patient. When she heard a familiar voice in the crowd, she raised her head slightly and spotted Yang Jun at a glance.
She pursed her lips, with resentment in her eyes, and said coquettishly: "Why did you come?"
The voice was weeping and complaining, and every word seemed to be telling him his grievances.
Indescribable sorrow, indescribable sadness.
Yang Jun squeezed in, stood beside him, and comforted him softly: "Isn't it because I have been busy with the wedding room, so I am late."
In just two sentences, the two of them made their relationship clear to everyone.
This is my, Yang Jun's, woman. Don't have any more inappropriate thoughts.
Yi Qiushui was smart and naturally tried her best to cooperate with him.
Yang Jun looked at the four or five doctors and about ten nurses standing behind Yi Qiushui, and became furious.
"How come you, a dignified section chief, are still in charge personally? From now on, all these tasks will be left to them."
"If they can see it, they can see it. If they can't see it, let them go to a big hospital. You don't have to do anything from now on, just go to my office and drink tea."
Yang Jun domineeringly announced that Yi Qiushui would be under her control from now on. At the same time, he was also showing his identity to everyone. He was not only Yi Qiushui's fiancé, but also the leader of the factory. Let them live in peace, otherwise don't blame him for being rude.
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"Okay, okay, can't I just listen to you from now on?" Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him and took off her white coat coquettishly.
Yi Qiushui stood up and returned to her seat to tidy up, then turned back to a male doctor in his forties behind him and said,
"Dr. Li, I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go back first."
Dr. Li hurriedly said: "Okay, section chief, please go and do some work first."
Dr. Li quickly sat down at Yi Qiushui's seat and continued to consult.
Yang Jun protected Yi Qiushui out of the infirmary door, and there was a sound of disappointment behind him.
"Hey, this famous flower has an owner, so all the work has been in vain."
"At all times, you must pay attention to the match. This sentence is absolutely correct. If you have a cadre with a cadre, how can you look down on us ordinary people?"
"Hey, it's just a pity that a beautiful woman goes with a cripple."
When Yang Jun heard this, he almost burst out laughing, turned around and glared at the man fiercely.
You are blind, how can you tell that I am lame?
Yang Jun deliberately pretended to be a normal person, but he almost fell down when he struggled. Fortunately, Yi Qiushui helped him in time, so he didn't make a fool of himself in public.
When the two came to the jeep, Yi Qiushui first helped him get into the car thoughtfully, and then ran to the passenger seat on the other side.
When everyone saw it, they immediately felt that there was no chance. Let alone a cadre, they couldn't afford to offend the military vehicle.
"Let's break up."
I don't know who said it, and most of the people in the queue disappeared.
Along the way, Yang Jun drove the car very slowly, and then told Yi Qiushui about the rules of the workplace, telling her not to do everything by herself, but to learn to delegate power to the people below, so that she could give herself more time.
Already.
Yang Jun also told her what happened in the purchasing department as an example. He was the manager, and Lao Wei was responsible for all the big and small things in the department.
Yi Qiushui was so amused that he giggled and said that he was lazy.
Yang Jun sent her to the military compound. He didn't rush back until he watched her enter.
When passing by a scrap recycling station, he was going to buy an oil barrel and prepare to replicate gasoline.
You know, these days, strategic materials like gasoline are not easy to buy. If you want to buy oil, you must have a note and a certificate from your employer. If you don’t have these two things, no matter how much money you have, they won’t sell it.
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Yang Jun didn't want to worry about gasoline all day long. He thought that while the car was full of gasoline, he would take out a little and put it in the copy space, so that he would not have to worry about buying gasoline in the future.
At this time, the waste recycling station had already closed its business, and only an old man in his fifties was left to guard the door. After Yang Jun persuaded him and gave him half a pack of cigarettes, the old man reluctantly opened the door.
"You can choose it yourself."
The old man pointed to the warehouse and told him that the collected oil drums were there and asked him to pick them out.
"Okay, sir, thank you."
Yang Jun borrowed a flashlight from the old man and started searching in the warehouse.
In a corner of the warehouse, Yang Jun found many abandoned oil barrels. Most of these iron oil barrels were still usable, but he did not intend to use such large oil barrels to hold gasoline. After all, it was not convenient to refuel, so he
I looked around in other corners.
Suddenly, in a hidden junk pile, Yang Jun found a relatively clean small gasoline barrel. This oil barrel has a capacity of 20 kilograms. Each time a barrel is filled, it can run more than 100 kilometers.
Yang Jun looked at it with a flashlight and found no damage, and then left the warehouse.
"Uncle, how much do you think it is?"
Yang Jun showed the oil barrel in his hand to the gatekeeper.
The old man looked at the junk and said with a look of disgust on his face: "Give me a quarter."
Yang Jun took out two cents and handed it to the old man: "Uncle, I'm sorry for disturbing your rest. I'll consider the rest as compensation for you."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he directly picked up the oil drum and got into the car and left.
The old man watched the car go away and thought to himself, this guy is not bad.
When Yang Jun returned to the courtyard, it was already dark. He first went to his house to find a hose, then returned to the car, opened the fuel tank, put the hose in, and then used his mouth to press the hose
I took a sip from the other end and felt the pungent smell of gasoline in my mouth, so I quickly stuffed the hose into the oil drum.
After a while, half a barrel of oil was put in. Yang Jun unplugged the hose and walked back with the gasoline barrel.
"Hey, Junzi, your car..."
The third uncle watched at the door for a long time.
When I went home in the evening, I heard from my wife and daughter-in-law Yu Li that Yang Jun had bought a Jeep, which made him extremely envious.
He heard the sound of a car just now, so he came out to take a look.
"Hey, it's you, third uncle. Why are you walking silently? It scares me."
Yang Jun was startled by the sudden appearance of the third uncle, but when the third uncle asked, he couldn't help but answer.
"We don't want to get married. It's a wedding gift from the leader in advance."
"Tsk tsk, Junzi, you are so awesome. I have never admired anyone in my life. Third uncle, you are the first one." The third uncle smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
"I heard what your third aunt said, you are getting married. If your third uncle's space is needed, just say something, just like the space used for writing and drawing during the wedding, your third uncle can still contribute.
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Yang Jun: "Third uncle, thank you. I won't be polite when the time comes."
The third uncle said: "Why are we so polite? If you need anything, just say hello."
Yang Jun took two steps with the gasoline barrel in his hand and seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned back and said teasingly to the third uncle,
"Third uncle, this is the real big addition, why don't you let me treat you to a party to celebrate?"
"Hey, you kid, use your third uncle to play cymbals." The third uncle waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Forget it this time, save it for when you get married."
"That's alright. Third uncle, you're busy, I'll go back first."
After Yang Jun finished joking with the third uncle, he limped back to the backyard.
