Tan Qin wants to be a secretary, which is a bit beyond Yang Jun's expectation.
Seeing this young girl who was only 17 or 18 years old coming out to work so early, Yang Jun felt an inexplicable heartache.
However, he could understand her mood very well at this moment.
The pressure of living under someone else's roof is very great, sometimes so great that it can crush a person to death.
Of course, it's not that her adoptive father was not good to her, but that she felt pressured because he was too good to her.
If the adoptive parents treated her like their biological children, hitting her when she should and scolding her when she should, there would be no pressure at all.
The key is that this love is too heavy, too deep, so heavy that she can't breathe.
She couldn't wait to leave that living environment. Even if she didn't achieve much, as long as she could support herself, she wouldn't feel like a waste.
Yi Qiushui felt this way, and often told Yang Jun about her depression when she was fine.
Growing up, Guo Caocao was very kind to her, even better than he was to his own children. This feeling of special care almost suffocated her, so after graduating from high school, she chose to study abroad.
On the one hand, it is to learn medical knowledge, and on the other hand, it is to get rid of this living environment.
Even after Yi Qiushui returned to China, she could still feel Guo Caocao's meticulous care for her.
After marrying Yang Jun, she felt a little bit of freedom.
Looking at the girl in front of him with eyes full of expectation, Yang Jun pondered for a moment.
"Girl, I can't make the decision in this matter."
Before Yang Jun could finish speaking, Tan Qin said anxiously: "Brother-in-law, you are a big leader and you are looking for a secretary for yourself. How come you can't make the decision?"
Yang Jun raised his hand to signal her not to worry.
"There's nothing wrong with me here, but your father must agree to this."
"As long as Uncle Tan nods, you can come over and report at any time."
For such a big matter, Yang Jun must seek Tan Ziqiang's consent.
Maybe people have already made plans for Tan Qin's future, and Yang Jun doesn't want to disrupt their life plans.
When Tan Qin heard this, his face suddenly darkened and his brows furrowed even deeper.
"Brother-in-law, if my father can agree, why should I come to you secretly?"
"That can't be helped. If your father doesn't nod, I can't have you."
Yang Jun asked: "Are you unemployed now or already working?"
"I joined the job last year and am now an ordinary worker in the Third Machinery Factory." Tan Qin replied.
Yang Jun heard this and thought about it carefully.
The Third Machinery Factory was under his control, and it was just a matter of his words to transfer Tan Qin to the department.
However, that is not how things are done. This must be done with Tan Ziqiang’s consent.
"Girl, I can understand the distress in your heart, but I would like to advise you, don't hold it in alone. You can try to communicate with your parents, maybe you can relieve your knot."
"As I said before, it's not a problem on my side, but your father must nod."
Yang Jun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and rubbed it vigorously with his feet.
"Okay, I'll go to the front first. This matter is not urgent. Think about it slowly."
After saying that, he patted his butt and left.
"Brother-in-law..."
A helpless Tan Qin was left behind.
After Yang Jun left, she carefully echoed what Yang Jun had just said.
She felt that Yang Jun was right. There were some things that could not be solved by changing jobs. It was better to try communicating with her parents, maybe she could get rid of her worries.
Of course, on the one hand, she wants to get rid of that family.
On the other hand, she really wants to be Yang Jun's secretary because she worships heroes.
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When Yang Jun returned to the villa, Guo Tianming and a group of young men from the courtyard had already set off to pick up the bride, and Yang Jun's car was also driven away.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, Yang Jun wanted to find Yi Qiushui secretly.
But when he just walked up the stairs, he was stopped by Guo Caocao.
Guo Caochao pulled him aside and glared at him.
"You kid ran out to hide again? Can't you entertain the guests for me?"
"Uncle Guo, I am also a guest." Yang Jun said with a bitter smile.
"Um?"
Guo Caocao frowned: "I don't know you kid yet. You can hide when you can, but I want to tell you that you are different now. You still have to have some necessary social activities. Sometimes things don't work out.
It was just a matter of chatting, do you understand?"
"Uncle Guo, please stop talking. I understand everything you said. I'm just tired and want to take some time off. Can't I just go and entertain the guests now?"
Yang Jun saw that she was about to start Tang Monk chanting mode again and quickly begged for mercy.
In fact, he doesn't understand this.
But, he was really tired.
Sometimes, he just wants to be an ostrich with his head buried in the sand.
The intrigues, intrigues, and intrigues are really tiring.
He spends at least half of his time on this kind of thing every day. He feels that this is the greatest blasphemy against life.
There are 30,000 days in a person's life. Apart from the time for sleeping, eating, defecating, and peeing, the time spent on work is really too little.
In addition to dealing with women, you also have to deal with irrelevant people. Yang Jun thinks it is a waste of life.
He feels that the meaning of life is not here.
Sometimes, he hates this kind of thing and even wants to change this state of affairs.
However, his power alone was too small, and he drifted with the tide without realizing it.
However, in officialdom, there are some things that he cannot control.
However, as long as you are in office for one day, you have to plan for it.
The wedding was attended by well-connected people, and Guo Caochao and his wife were overwhelmed. Yang Jun had to act as a family member and come to the door to greet the guests.
"Hello, thank you for coming."
"Hello, thank you for taking the time to come to the wedding."
"..."
Yang Jun stood at the door, his face almost frozen with laughter.
Regardless of whether he knew anyone or not, he always greeted them with a smile.
He was polite to others, and they were also polite to him. There were not many people who came to the wedding who didn't know him, and they all stopped to chat with him.
Some praised him for being young and promising, while others wished him a bright future.
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"Hello, thank you..."
Yang Jun said habitually. As soon as he raised his head, he found someone he didn't want to see, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
"It's Lao Zhou, please come in."
The person who came was Zhou Shijie, the man to whom his daughter Zhou Lan and Guo Tianming were originally engaged.
However, some time ago, in order to protect himself, this guy came to cancel the engagement.
Because of this incident, Yang Jun almost got into trouble with him.
However, the visitor is a guest, and he is holding a brand new bed sheet in his hand. Yang Jun can't drive the guest away.
Besides, with so many people coming to the wedding, it’s hard for people to say that Yang Jun has no big heart.
"Xiao Yang... Yang Bu..."
Facing the smiling Yang Jun, Zhou Shijie was at a loss what to do.
Seeing that Yang Jun, who was in his early thirties, had reached this position at such a young age, he felt that he, a man over fifty, had spent his life in vain.
Originally, Yang Jun was his subordinate. Over the past thirty years, things have changed, and now he has become Yang Jun's subordinate. Between these changes, the status gap is huge, and he can't adapt to it all of a sudden.
"Okay, Lao Zhou, we won't talk about this today. We are guests, so please come in."
Yang Jun seemed to see his dilemma, so he once again used one hand to lead.
When Zhou Shijie heard this, he subconsciously took two steps back and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, I won't go in."
Zhou Shijie handed the bed sheet in his hand to Yang Jun: "It's not a valuable thing, but it's a little thoughtful. Please accept it."
Looking at this destitute old man of half a hundred years, Yang Jun didn't feel sorry for him at all, and even felt a little disgusted with him.
However, Yang Jun was too lazy to beat up the down-and-out Zhou Shijie, as he felt that doing so would be disrespectful of his status.
"Then I'll accept it. I'll thank you on behalf of Tianming."
Yang Junchong looked at the yard, and then said: "The banquet is about to start, why don't you go in and have a drink at the wedding bar?"
"No, I have some things to do at work, and I have to go to Jiangnan on a business trip in the afternoon. The twelve o'clock train is too late."
Yang Jun raised his wrist and pretended to check the time, then said: "Oh, look at this...hey, I will refill this glass of wine for you when you come back next time."
Yang Jun said polite words, but his heart was filled with joy.
He knew that Zhou Shijie went to Jiangnan to inspect the work, and it was arranged by Guo Caocao.
Even though this old guy is running around now, with Guo Cao Cao's unyielding temper, he probably won't be spared lightly.
Having someone break off an engagement in front of someone, such a shameless thing is an insult to everyone, not to mention how Guo Caocao can bear such a tone?
"It's okay, Yang... you can go back and tell Lao Guo for me and tell him I've been here."
After Zhou Shijie finished speaking, he turned around and left.
As he walked, he turned back and said: "You stay here, no need to see me off, no need to see me off."
Yang Jun had a stiff smile on his face, looking at this old guy, he felt a burst of curse in his heart.
You old man, you have quite a lot of drama, who wants to give it to you?
When Zhou Shijie walked away, Yang Jun looked at the new sheet in his hand and subconsciously felt that it seemed to be stained with something sinister, so he threw it on the ground inside the door.
"You bastard, what are you doing to waste something?"
Guo Caocao's voice came from behind.
Yang Jun was agitated and looked back, only to see Guo Caochao bending down to pick up the sheet.
"Uncle Guo, this is the old guy..."
Guo Caocao raised his hand to interrupt him, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, and then glared at him.
"You, you, the city still needs to be tempered."
"Even if you don't like it, you can't show it in person. What will the guests think of you if they see it?"
Yang Jun smiled apologetically and said, "Uncle Guo, do you believe that my hand slipped just now?"
"I trust you."
Guo Caocao raised his hand to strike, but after looking at the crowd around him, he put it down angrily.
"You just don't have enough time. You don't act like a leader all day long. How will you convince the public in the future?"
"Hey, aren't you here?" Yang Jun said with a playful smile.
"Be serious."
"yes."
Guo Caocao looked at the good-quality sheet in his hand with some disgust, and then stuffed it directly into Yang Jun's hand.
"Find a place where no one is around to dispose of it, so as not to look dazzling."
"All right."
Yang Jun felt a little disgusted and held the sheets between his two fingers.
He looked back at Zhong Yuemin, who was serving tea and pouring water next to him, and waved.
"Yuemin, come here."
Zhong Yuemin heard someone calling him, and when he saw it was Yang Jun, he quickly put down the teapot in his hand and ran over.
"Brother Junzi, you have something to give me."
Yang Jun whispered: "I heard that your boy is good at drawing maps, so I will give you a new one."
When Zhong Yuemin heard this, he scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Brother Junzi, have you heard about this? I dare not say anything else. Brother, I have to draw at least two pieces every day..."
"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you if you want it?"
"of course yes."
Zhong Yuemin touched the brand new sheet and said with a smile: "With such good material, wouldn't you be a fool?"
"Take it and draw a map."
Yang Jun threw it to him in disgust.
"Okay, thank you."
Zhong Yuemin happily tied the sheets around his waist and went to fetch tea and water.
