Early that morning, Yang Jun squatted at the door holding a cucumber and chewing on it.
Watching Sun Zhaodi, Wang Xiaoxiao, and Yang Yu exercising there.
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang!"
Sun Zhaodi was sweating profusely, kicking the steel piles with her legs without knowing the pain. Her huge figure looked very majestic. After several months of training, Sun Zhaodi could already kick the steel piles fifty or sixty times. Her training intensity basically caught up with Yang Jun's back then.
peak level.
Its current combat effectiveness level can definitely be regarded as the king of soldiers among the soldiers.
This girl is also very obedient, and she is very clear about her mission. Her mission is to protect Yi Qiushui. Although they are now engaged in a kiss, she has not relaxed for a moment.
Only by constantly strengthening herself and increasing her strength can she better protect Yi Qiushui.
Look at Yang Yu and Wang Xiaoxiao again. They were as limp and weak as if they were practicing yoga, pretending to be pretentious and glancing at Yang Jun from time to time.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he saw this.
"If you don't want to practice, don't be an eyesore here."
After hearing this, the two of them instantly relaxed.
"Hey, I was just waiting for your words."
Yang Yu retracted her legs and disappeared in a flash.
Wang Xiaoxiao glanced at Yang Jun secretly, then lowered her head and sneaked away.
"Zhaodi, try using your fists."
Sun Zhaodi wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves, then took a step forward, clenched her hands into fists to indicate the distance, then squatted down with her legs into a horse stance, and slowly punched out her fists.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise.
Sun Zhaodi kept shaking her hands with a grimace on her face.
"Can't you just take it step by step? Use less strength at the beginning."
"I know, godfather."
Sun Zhaodi shook her hands for a while and then got up her horse again.
This time she didn't dare to use too much force rashly, so she slowly hit the steel pile with her fist.
"boom!"
A slight sound came.
Immediately afterwards, she punched out with both fists.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The punch speed is getting faster and faster, and the strength is getting stronger and stronger.
After a while, a fixed frequency was formed, and Sun Zhaodi had found the speed and strength that suited her.
Yang Jun squatted there, his mouth growing bigger while eating cucumbers.
"Is that human being?"
The power of the fist is no less powerful than the power of the foot. It is simply a humanoid monster.
After Sun Zhaodi punched forty or fifty times in a row, she finally stopped.
Yang Jun quickly went over to check her hand.
Except for the slight infrared emission, nothing happens.
"Next time, wrap a bandage around you and practice boxing. That way you won't be easily injured," Yang Jun said.
"I know, godfather."
"Okay, that's it for today. Go back and wash up."
"OK."
Sun Zhaodi responded, took off the cotton cover on the steel pile and put it back in the room.
After Sun Zhaodi left, Yang Jun finished the cucumber in several mouthfuls, then squatted next to him and smoked a cigarette.
After a while, he heard footsteps approaching him.
Looking back, it turned out to be He Xiaoduo. This girl was walking over here carrying a tea tray.
"Mr. Yang, please have tea."
Yang Jun looked at the little girl who was only seven or eight years old in front of him, and Yang Jun felt inexplicably distressed.
This girl is a few years older than Yang Huai, and she is so sensible at such a young age.
These etiquette must have been taught by her mother, and she was very unfamiliar with them.
"Duoduo, don't call me Mr. Yang. Call me Uncle Yang."
Hearing this, He Xiaoduo blinked and looked at him.
He looked like he dared but didn't dare.
"My mother said that people should abide by their duties and not break the rules."
"Okay, listen to Uncle Yang. From now on, you can do whatever I ask you to do, okay?"
He Xiaoduo had a confused look in his eyes and nodded after a long while.
"Okay, Uncle Yang."
He Xiaoduo placed the tea tray on the next step, then clumsily carried the teapot and poured water.
Because the kettle was too heavy and I couldn't control the force, the tea spilled out of the cup.
"Uncle Yang, I'm sorry."
The little girl's eyes were red and she looked like she had done something wrong.
When Yang Jun saw this, he directly pulled her forward and held her in his arms for a while.
Then he stroked her hair and said, "It's okay, you are still young. When you grow up, you will be able to do these things."
"Well, I have to grow up quickly so that I can pour tea." He Xiaoduo said seriously with his eyes wide open.
"Okay, Duoduo, grow up quickly. When you grow up, you will be able to do many, many jobs."
Yang Jun asked her to sit down on the steps next to her.
"Duoduo, are you literate?"
He Xiaoduo shook his head and said: "I have never read a book. When I was five years old, my mother and I went out to find my father. I have never been to school."
"Then do you want to study?" Yang Jun asked.
When He Xiaoduo heard this, his eyes dodged and he looked timid.
But seeing Yang Jun's encouraging eyes, he finally nodded.
"think."
"Since Duoduo wants to study, how about you study with Yang Yu and the others from now on?"
He Xiaoduo nodded, and then quickly shook his head.
"No, my mother said that because we have different statuses, there is no place for us to study."
Yang Jun heard this and patiently advised.
"No matter what your status is, Uncle Yang said you can go in to study, so you can go in. Don't listen to your mother."
"Uncle Yang, can I really go in and study?" He Xiaoduo asked expectantly.
"Of course you can. From now on, you can just go in and study with them."
"Thank you, Uncle Yang."
With a smile on his face, He Xiaoduo stood up quickly: "Uncle Yang, I want to tell my mother the good news."
After the little girl finished speaking, she turned around and ran towards the backyard.
As he ran, he shouted: "I can study, I can study."
When Yang Jun saw this, he couldn't help but sigh.
He found that the poorer the children, the stronger their desire to read and the better they read.
On the contrary, children from wealthy families are not willing to study. Even if they do, their results are disastrous.
Just like Yang Huai, asking him to go to class was like killing him. Every time there was a class, Wang Yuying would coax and trick him into getting him to class. But as soon as class was over, even during the break, this kid would run away.
Wang Yuying had a lot of headaches because of this matter. Every time when class was about to end, she would always block the door of the classroom and didn't go back until the next class started.
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"Uncle Yang, I'm getting up."
Just as Yang Jun was about to go back for breakfast, he saw Sun Zhaocai lazily coming out of his bedroom.
Since the last time Yang Jun stepped on a landmine, Sun Zhaodi moved to Yang Jun's house to ensure Yang Jun's safety.
This guy lives in the front yard, next door to his sister Sun Zhaodi.
This guy is very lazy and won't get out of bed until the last minute.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "Starting from tomorrow, you will also train with me."
When Sun Zhaocai heard this, his face immediately dropped.
"Uncle Yang, I can fight ten of them, so I don't need to train, right?"
"Is this enough? What I want is one hundred for one dozen, don't you?" Yang Jun said.
Sun Zhaocai shook his head decisively: "No!"
"Don't say anything anymore. Let's train together tomorrow."
"Uncle Yang, can we wait until summer is over before we talk about this? I'm so tired and sweating every day that I don't have any clothes to change."
Sun Zhaocai found various reasons for his laziness.
"No, there is no need to discuss it. Starting from tomorrow, you must participate in training." Yang Jun said.
This guy is extremely talented, even without training, he is still a terrifying existence.
Sun Zhaodi is pretty good, but even if she is like that, Sun Zhaocai can also hit two.
Yang Jun lamented that it was fate that made people suffer. After so many years of training, they were not as good as those raised by their parents.
Hey, it's really annoying to compare people to each other.
"Uncle Yang..."
Sun Zhaocai wanted to say something else, but Yang Jun didn't listen at all and just threw away his hand and went back to have breakfast.
The breakfast is very rich, including porridge, big meat buns, fried dough sticks, eggs, etc.
The table was full of food, but few people used their chopsticks.
The weather is too hot and no one wants to eat.
In addition, we ate too much fruit last night and everyone lost their appetite.
Yangmei and the others simply stopped eating and drank half a bowl of porridge.
Looking at the table full of leftovers, Wang Yuying frowned.
There is no refrigerator now, so cooking so much food will definitely spoil it.
After they finish eating, they all go to work, and these meals will be left over again.
"You guys should at least eat some more. This is fine bread. It's a waste if you don't eat it." Wang Yuying said distressedly.
Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to answer this question.
Because no one is hungry.
"Mom, I'm pregnant. I eat small meals often, so I won't eat." Yang Mei said.
"I want to lose weight recently, but I don't dare to eat more." Yang Yu said.
Seeing everyone making objections one by one, all eyes were focused on Sun Zhaodi.
Seeing this, Sun Zhaodi tapped the rice bowl, which was no different from a bowl, with her chopsticks and said, "Don't look at me. I can only eat one bowl, and I won't be able to eat any more."
Her rice bowl contained at least seven or eight kilograms of porridge, and on the plate next to her was a pile of large meat buns nearly half a meter high.
This is all she had for breakfast today.
She also has a mission, so it would be great if she can finish it.
"Hey, it seems that there will be leftover food from this morning again." Wang Yuying said with a bitter face.
When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and said: "Mom, no matter what the problem, your son, I will solve it for you in minutes."
"Hmph, do I know how big your appetite is?"
Yang Jun did not speak, but turned around and said to Wang Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, go and call Zhaocai."
"Okay, godfather."
Wang Xiaoxiao stood up and ran out in a bound.
After a while, Sun Zhaocai walked in shirtless and wearing big pants.
"Uncle Yang, what do you want from me?"
Generally speaking, Sun Zhaocai and the others would never come here if they had nothing to do. Even if they ate, they would eat separately.
They ate together with Luo Xiaojun, Ku He, Zhao Juhua and others, and the food standards were also different.
"have you eaten?"
Yang Jun asked.
"No, I was about to eat when you called me."
"It's good to eat it."
Yang Jun pointed to the table full of leftovers and said, "Eat all of this."
When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he scratched his head and said.
"Uncle Yang, isn't this good? These are fine noodles and it's a waste if I eat them. How about I go over there and eat my wowotou?"
Yang Jun glared and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Just eat as long as you are told."
"Uncle Yang, are you sure you're not setting a trap for me?"
Sun Zhaocai suffered a lot from Yang Jun, who often beat him up.
"Treat you? Is there anything on you that I'm worried about? Have you ever seen buns stuffed with pork and green onions that are made of real money?" Yang Jun said angrily.
"Uncle Yang, you are a meat bun and beat a dog with no return. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Sun Zhaocai still didn't believe it.
"Believe it or not, if you keep talking nonsense, I won't beat the dog?"
"No, you'd better fight, fight as much as you like, and throw as much as you want."
Sun Zhaocai smiled and sat down directly on the chair without being polite.
He directly put the porridge basin in front of him, and then moved the plate containing steamed buns, eggs, and fried dough sticks in front of him.
"Uncle Yang, I'm not polite anymore."
"As if you were polite." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
"hey-hey!"
Sun Zhaocai's mouth was almost drooling. Without saying a word, he grabbed five meat buns with his palm as big as a cattail fan and took one bite at a time.
The other hand was not idle, so I drank the porridge directly from the soup spoon.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
When Wang Yuying saw this, she was worried.
"Hey, grandma, don't worry, this little thing isn't enough to fill the gap between your teeth."
Wang Yuying rolled her eyes and said nothing.
The children of the old Sun family are all sincere, and it is hard to tell what they say.
At this time, Yang Mei and the others had not left yet, sitting there watching the live broadcast of Sun Zhaocai, a foodie.
I saw Sun Zhaocai sweeping across the dining table like a whirlwind.
One bite is a bun, two bites is a fried dough stick.
He puffed his cheeks and swallowed it wholeheartedly.
This scene made everyone speechless.
Sun Zhaocai didn't look like he was eating, but like he was performing.
After a while, everyone was brought in by the atmosphere and helped him unconsciously.
Several of them started to help him peel the eggs.
"thanks, thanks!"
Sun Zhaocai said his thanks while eating.
Not only is he big, he also has a big mouth, basically two eggs in one mouthful.
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After a while, the dozen or so kilograms of steamed buns were gone, and the fried dough sticks, eggs, etc. were not enough to fit between the teeth. Now there was only half a bowl of porridge left on the dining table.
I saw Sun Zhaocai taking out the spoon, holding the basin in both hands and starting to drink.
"Gu! Gu!"
After a while, a plate of porridge went into his stomach.
Everyone looked at him with wide eyes.
This appetite is too scary.
Sun Zhaodi had a big appetite, but she didn't expect that in front of her brother, she was so insignificant that she was not worth mentioning.
"Are you full?" Wang Yuying asked cautiously.
Sun Zhaocai touched his belly and said with a smile: "Grandma, to tell you the truth, I have never had a full meal since I was a child. That's it for today."
"What do you mean, not full?" Wang Yuying asked.
Sun Zhaocai made a sign of seven with his finger, but later felt it was inappropriate and made a sign of six again.
"Hehe, 60% full."
When Wang Yuying heard this, her face suddenly darkened.
"No wonder you have a lot of money, all that salary has been put into your belly."
"Hey, my dad said, as long as I don't ask him for living expenses, I'll be thankful."
Yang Jun smoked a cigarette and said quietly: "Rice bucket."
"Uncle Yang, if I don't eat much, I won't be strong. If I don't have much strength, you won't let me be your bodyguard. So this is a cause and effect relationship. You can't laugh at me. Do you think so?
Is this the truth?" Sun Zhaocai smiled.
Yang Jun smiled and said: "You are good at climbing along the pole. Let's do this. I will say hello to the personnel department later and give you a salary increase."
"Thank you, Uncle Yang."
Sun Zhaocai was extremely happy.
The first-level salary is quite a lot. It's ten yuan more. Ten yuan is enough for half a month's food expenses. How can he be unhappy?
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Okay, hurry up and prepare the car and get ready to go to work."
"Okay, I'll get ready right away."
Sun Zhaocai sat there without moving, his eyes staring at the few buns in his sister Sun Zhaocai's bowl, his Adam's apple twitching up and down, and the sound of saliva could be clearly heard.
"Sister, if you really can't eat, don't hold on."
Hearing this, Sun Zhaodi hesitated for a moment, but still pushed her job over.
In fact, she hasn't eaten enough yet, but her brother has already opened his mouth. As a sister, she shouldn't be too stingy.
When Sun Zhaocai saw this, he grabbed the remaining buns with his hands as big as a cattail leaf fan.
Without saying thanks, he got up and walked out.
After he left, Yang Jun looked around at everyone.
"Have you seen, what is eating? This is eating. Look at you, you don't look like eating."
"Brother, if we were all like him, you would have to worry about food expenses."
Yang Mei rolled her eyes, turned around and walked out.
"Come back here and tell me clearly, no matter how big or small." Yang Jun shouted.
Yang Mei ignored him and walked straight out.
She is now a senior leader of the steel rolling mill, and she also enjoys private car service. Now she has a private car to take her to and from get off work. Even Liu Zhi has taken advantage of the boss and uses her car every time.
In fact, Liu Zhi is not a bad person.
Since he became the deputy chief of the Security Section, he has not done anything special. Instead, he has trained and eaten with the team members. Now he is fighting fiercely with that group of people.
Wang Erwa did not directly promote him to section chief because she wanted him to train more. However, before he was transferred, he would definitely straighten Liu Zhi up.
As for Yang Mei, although everyone expressed dissatisfaction with her being the chairman of the trade union, no one dared to criticize her.
Everyone in the steel rolling mill knew that she was Yang Jun's sister, so even if they had any objections, it would be useless. Who would let her have a good brother?
After dinner, Yang Jun came out of his home and went directly to his office in the courtyard.
Now he doesn't go to the work unit if he can. There are too many people coming to see him and he is overwhelmed. He hides when he can. If he can't hide, he meets them in the courtyard.
Fortunately, there is still secretary-general Jiang Haitao in the unit, who shares a lot of work for him.
"Mr. Yang, Director Li from the diesel engine factory is here."
At this time, Nalan Qingmeng came in.
Yang Jun was processing documents and said without raising his head: "Let him get in."
Nalan Qingmeng smiled after hearing this.
"yes!"
After a while, Li Tiezhu came in.
As soon as I came in, I looked around furtively, touching here and looking at that.
"I said, Lao Yang, every time I see you I'm in a different place. How many courtyard houses do you have?"
Yang Jun finished approving the document on hand, put it aside, closed the pen cap, and walked out from behind the desk.
"I didn't call you here just to listen to your nonsense. When will the Great Wall No. 2 engine be put into production?"
Yang Jun asked, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.
When Li Tiezhu heard this, his face suddenly turned into the shape of a bitter melon.
"If all the funds can be secured, it will be put into production by the end of this month."
"What did you say? The funds are not in place?" Yang Jun shouted.
You know, the construction of diesel engines is a top priority. Yang Jun still hopes that it will make a turnaround. This time it has built a hundred production lines at the same time. It can be said that the ministry will not use all its resources to serve the diesel engine factory this time.
It's too much, but who would have thought that some people would be stuck with funds and not allocate funds. It's really a long time to idle.
"Yes, it's not in place. You allocated five payments in total, but we only received four of them, and only half of the payment was received once," Li Tiezhu said.
When Yang Jun heard this, he suddenly became furious.
"Lao Li, this is no joke, the funds really haven't arrived?"
"Lao Yang, although I am not a cool person, do you think I would joke about this kind of thing?"
Li Tiezhu said: "If you haven't received it, you haven't received it. Why should I lie to you?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he was so angry that he slammed the table.
"Check, I must investigate strictly to see who has the guts to touch this fund."
After saying that, he returned to his desk and Yang Jun made a call to the finance department.
After a while, Yang Jun came back dejectedly.
"Lao Li, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
"What happened? Did you use the funds?" Li Tiezhu asked.
Yang Jun sighed: "There is no money in the account."
Li Tiezhu was startled, and then shouted: "No."
"Lao Yang, don't be ridiculous. Will the ministry have no money?"
Yang Jun smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, I really have no money."
"I went on inspection some time ago and got tens of millions back. All the money was given to your diesel engine factory. Now I really have no money."
One hundred production lines were built at once, and the stalls were spread too large, and subsequent funds could not keep up. As a result, his appropriation order had been signed, but there was no money to allocate from the finance department.
"Lao Yang, don't be joking. If we don't have money, this production line will have to stop."
"The production line cannot be stopped no matter what. I will figure out a way to deal with the money."
Yang Jun said: "Let's use the remaining funds to build part of the production line first, and build while producing."
"In addition, inform those buyers who have placed orders to pay the advance payment. If they do not pay, the order will be canceled directly."
"ah?"
Li Tiezhu said in surprise: "Lao Yang, is this possible?"
You must know that now is the national macro-control market, and all orders are uniformly allocated. This era is a seller's market, and there is no such thing as advance payment.
No wonder Li Tiezhu found it incredible when he heard it.
"Nothing is impossible. If the production line cannot be built, everything will be empty talk."
"Just go ahead and do it, I'll take care of it if anything happens."
When Li Tiezhu heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "Lao Yang, I feel relieved with your words, then I can just go ahead and do it?"
"Well, let's go and do it."
Yang Jun said it was difficult for him too.
Even though he looks great on the outside, he still has a lot to worry about.
It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, and it’s hard for a heroic man to make a penny. It’s not easy for him to be the head of a family. He needs money everywhere, and he can’t come up with the money, so some tasks can’t be started at all.
The main reason why he hid in the courtyard to work was to keep quiet so that those who came to him for money could not find him.
The development prospects of the Great Wall No. 2 engine are bright. This is a money-making tool more powerful than a cornucopia. Yang Jun must hold it firmly in his hands.
"Okay, now that we've finished talking about business matters, let's talk about some personal matters."
