Qian Lin is a conservative person with old-school thinking. When something like this happened, he didn't just think about suppressing the matter first, but chose this radical method.
He had been upright all his life and was the top leader of the company. He couldn't afford to lose his old face. Not to mention aborting the child, he felt like strangling Qian Jiajia to death.
This time is different from last time.
Last time, I said that breaking the sky was just a sectarian view, which was not a big mistake, but this time it was different. It was a matter of style. Having children before marriage was both a moral issue and a criminal issue.
He, Qian Lin, would never allow this to happen to him.
As soon as he heard that Qian Jiajia had a dark knot, he immediately became angry.
No matter how much face Yang Jun has, he can't save his face to do ideological work.
Don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered.
He is also a father, and if his daughter did such a thing, he would definitely be furious.
Lao Qian is so angry now that he can't listen to anything he says.
To advise now is to add fuel to the fire.
The purpose of Yang Jun's visit today was not to persuade Lao Qian to change his mind all at once. He was already prepared for a protracted war.
He is here to set a fire. He will let the fire burn for two days. After a few days, the storm will subside before he takes the next step.
"Uncle Qian, things have already happened. Don't be too angry. It's not worth it to be so angry."
Yang Jun stood up and said, "I still have something to do at home, so I'll go back first."
"stop!"
Just as Yang Jun wanted to leave, he was blocked by Qian Lin.
"Boy, just slap your butt and want to leave. Don't you care about this?"
Yang Jun said with a bitter face: "Uncle Qian, there is an owner for every injustice, and the child is not mine. How do you want me to take care of it?"
"I don't care. Since you are in charge, then you will be in charge until the end."
Looking at the arrogant and unreasonable Qian Lin, Yang Jun couldn't laugh or cry.
When a person is angry, there is simply no sense at all.
"Uncle Qian, what do you want me to do?"
Yang Jun did not dare to provoke him any more and could only follow his words.
"You are Jiajia's brother-in-law, who cares about you?"
Qian Lin was a little confused and started talking nonsense.
"Uncle Qian, Jiajia has an older brother. It's not my turn, right?"
Qian Lin was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, pointed in the direction of the kitchen and shouted: "What do you expect from that evil beast?"
When he turned around, he found Qian Xiangrong lying at the door and looking this way.
He immediately became furious, walked over in three steps at a time, grabbed Qian Xiangrong's collar, hugged his head and beat him.
"You evil beast, you are always causing trouble. Let's see if I can't kill you."
After saying that, he took out the seven wolf skins and slapped them.
Qian Xiangrong has a black streak on his head.
I didn't read the almanac when I went home today, and I got into an unexpected disaster.
He just listened in the kitchen and knew what was going on. He wanted to secretly become a member of the public, but he didn't expect that he would suffer the same fate.
"Dad, dad, I am Xiangrong, not Jiajia."
Qian Xiangrong scurried away with his head in his arms.
"I'm going to beat you."
Qian Lin took his anger out on Qian Xiangrong, venting all the resentment he had accumulated for a long time.
He had wanted to educate this traitor for a long time, and he happened to be released today.
"Dad, I was wrong, isn't it okay?"
"Where did you go wrong?"
"I……"
Qian Xiangrong was mumbling for a long time without giving any reason.
Yes, where did he go wrong?
He didn't do anything.
"You evil beast, please die."
Qian Lin went crazy, waving the seven wolves and beating him indiscriminately. The furniture and accessories in his house were shattered all over the floor.
In the end, it was Aunt Qian who came forward to make Lao Qian stop.
"Old Qian, what are you doing? Don't you think the matter is not big enough? Now that something like this has happened to Jiajia, we have to find a way."
Aunt Qian was crying and looking at him helplessly.
When Qian Lin heard this, his suppressed anger reignited.
"Cry, cry, just cry. What happened to Jiajia? Aren't you used to it?"
"What can I do? I don't even have the shame to go out and meet people now."
Qian Lin tore his hair in pain.
Qian Lin is a man of honor and status. If something like this happened at home, he would not be able to go out.
Even though Aunt Qian is usually a docile person, when things got to this point, she also had a temper.
"Can you blame me? If I had agreed to let them be together, would something like this have happened?"
"you……"
Qian Lin was so angry that he was shaking all over and wanted to hit someone, but finally gave up.
"Hey, what's the use of talking about this now? Jiajia is still pregnant. Let's think of a solution quickly."
At this time, Qian Xiangrong, who had been hiding aside and had no sense of presence, muttered: "Can't we just let them get married?"
"You evil beast, remember what you eat but not what you beat. Do you have the right to speak here?"
When he saw his unfulfilled son, Qian Lin became so angry that he was about to hit him with a belt, but Aunt Qian stopped him.
"Okay, that's enough. Don't take it out on Rong'er. You should think about what to do about Jiajia."
"I think Xiang Rong is right. For now, let them get married as soon as possible."
At this time, Yang Jun took the opportunity to interrupt and said,
"Uncle Qian, this is the best way at the moment."
Although Qian Lin was confused, once he calmed down, he returned to his old-fashioned demeanor.
"But the one named Liang..."
"Uncle Qian, haven't you understood yet? Don't you still know what Jiajia thinks about Liangshan? Even if we stop them this time, who can guarantee that this kind of thing will never happen again in the future?" Yang Jun said.
Qian Lin looked gloomy, tearing his hair with both hands, and fell into deep thought.
What Yang Jun said makes sense.
It can be seen from this incident that there should be true love between Qian Jiajia and Liang Shan. He tried every means to separate them, but in the end they were still together.
After thinking for a long time, he sighed.
"That's it, that's it."
After saying that, he turned back to Yang Jun and said: "Since you have intervened in this matter, you can take care of the rest."
Yang Jun was overjoyed when he heard this, but then frowned deeply.
He said with a grimace: "Uncle Qian, shouldn't this matter be left to Qian Xiangrong? It's time for him, the elder brother, to take responsibility."
Hearing this, Qian Lin looked at Qian Xiangrong and said angrily: "You evil beast, can you take the responsibility?"
Qian Xiangrong was stunned for a moment when asked.
“Can I afford it or can’t I?”
When Qian Lin heard this, his temper grew again. He looked around and pulled out seven wolves.
"I can, I can take responsibility."
A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, so he can say he can even if he can't at this time.
The old guy was really aggressive. His body is still hurting. He probably won't be able to sleep again at night.
Upon seeing this, Qian Lin put down the seven wolves in his hand, then turned back to Yang Jun and said,
"Boy, don't even think about being lazy. You are Jiajia's brother-in-law, and you must take care of her affairs."
"I don't want to see that man named Liang. You can arrange his affairs."
Since he promised Liang Shan to be his son-in-law, he naturally couldn't let this son-in-law be too shabby. He still had to have the cards he deserved. He left this matter to Yang Jun and let him put it down.
After all, Yang Jun is different now, I believe he can make arrangements properly.
"Uncle Qian, don't worry. How can I, a brother-in-law, treat my sister badly? I will give her a courtyard as a wedding room later."
"Besides, Liangshan... I plan to place him in a textile factory. What do you think?"
Jide went to the Second Design Institute in the polls, and the position of director of the textile factory became vacant. Yang Jun planned to make Liangshan the top.
Although Liang Shan does not understand management, it is not important. Yang Jun believes that even a pig placed in that position will be smoked.
Qian Lin heard this, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.
"Just do as you say."
Yang Jun's arrangement is the best way. Liangshan is a farmer with no education or ability. If the arrangement is too high, people will hate him. If the arrangement is too low, he will feel unworthy of Qian Jiajia.
Of course, he was very satisfied with Yang Jun's arrangement. Even if he took action himself, he might not be able to arrange it to such a high degree.
After talking about the business, Yang Jun did not dare to stay long and left in a hurry.
Qian Xiangrong originally wanted to go home and ask for money, but he didn't expect to encounter such a problem. He didn't ask for the money and got a meal in vain.
He didn't dare to stay for long, so he took the opportunity to sneak out.
Looking at Qian Xiangrong in despair, Yang Jun didn't bother to talk to this idiot and left directly.
As soon as I left the gate of the military compound, a dark shadow flashed in front of me, and someone blocked my way.
"You can't walk without eyes..."
Luo Xiaojun reached for his waist and was about to take out his penis. When he saw the person blocking the way, he immediately fell silent.
As soon as the car door opened, Qian Jiajia jumped into the car deftly.
Pointing at Luo Xiaojun, he said, "Isn't it you who scolded me just now?"
Luo Xiaojun shook his head in a bachelor's manner: "It's nothing, it's not me. You heard wrong."
He finally noticed that Miss Qian was in a bad mood today and seemed to be deliberately looking for trouble.
He knew exactly what the relationship between Qian Jiajia and Yang Jun was. If this matter really got serious, he would be the only one who would suffer in the end.
Faced with this situation, you have to give in when you should.
Qian Jiajia looked at him angrily, with a pair of unkind eyes that seemed to kill someone.
"Okay, you're angry, why are you yelling at him?"
When Yang Jun saw this, he quickly reconciled the situation.
"Tell you good news..."
"My dad agreed?"
Yang Jun nodded speechlessly.
"Haha, I knew it would be like this. As long as you come forward, nothing can't be done."
Qian Jiajia was as happy as a child, so excited that she completely forgot that she was still pregnant.
"Hey, people have died. You can handle it yourself." Yang Jun said speechlessly.
To be honest, he really didn't help much in this matter. At most, he just exposed the matter. As for why Qian Lin agreed in the end, I'm afraid he didn't agree.
"I know."
Qian Jiajia raised her eyebrows and said, "But there must be no one standing in front of you."
Yang Jun jumped to his feet and said: "I am a thunder-dropper?"
"Hey, my dad values you the most and won't get angry at you."
"Humph, I haven't suffered any grievances, but someone has suffered. From now on, you should hide away from him when you see him." Yang Jun said.
"Who?"
Qian Jiajia thought for a moment, and then her eyes lit up.
"I just saw my brother's car, could it be..."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "Your brother got a whipping for you, but the old man took all the blame on him. Let me tell you, it's terrible. His face is swollen like a pig's head."
Unexpectedly, Qian Jiajia listened and didn't care at all.
"Hey, who made him unlucky? What a coincidence."
"However, these are commonplace things for him, and my dad doesn't whip him less often."
Qian Jiajia waved her hand and said: "There is nothing that cannot be solved with one hundred yuan. If there is, then two hundred yuan."
Yang Jun laughed loudly when he heard this.
Not to mention, Qian Xiangrong is a man who loves money. There is nothing that money can't solve for him.
Qian Jiajia also knows his brother very well. Whenever something happens, she will pay Qian Xiangrong to take over the mistake.
"Sister Qian, I've helped you so much, shouldn't you express your gratitude?"
"That is required."
Qian Jiajia patted her chest and said, "I'll treat you to a big dinner, and eat it with your belly open."
"They all go, I'll treat you."
Qian Jiajia wanted to treat Yang Jun and all the security guards to a big dinner, which was really generous.
"Thank you, Miss Qian."
When Ma Juzi and the others heard this, they were beaming with joy.
They hadn't been to a restaurant for a long time. He hadn't invited them to dinner for a long time since Yang Jun was promoted. Counting carefully, the last time he had dinner with Yang Jun was when he came back from hunting in the mountains.
"You can't do it. You scolded me just now."
Qian Jiajia pointed at Luo Xiaojun and said.
Luo Xiaojun looked at her awkwardly and said with a grimace: "I didn't, Miss Qian, you must have heard wrong."
Qian Jiajia raised her eyebrows and said, "Can I listen?"
"Have you forgotten what I do? I'm from the art troupe. When those symphonies are played, I can tell who is fishing in troubled waters. Why can't I hear you scolding me?"
"I really didn't scold you..."
In order to be able to go to a restaurant, Luo Xiaojun also made every possible excuse.
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Qian Jiajia is a generous and loyal person, so naturally she doesn't take things seriously.
She was just too happy and just wanted to express her mood at the moment in this more sincere way.
When everyone came to Lao Mo's restaurant, a group of rough guys were immediately confused.
The delicious food in front of them dazzled their eyes, and they didn't know what to eat.
They were wearing military uniforms and came out fully armed. They represented Yang Jun. Therefore, although they were restrained, they still sat in a corner calmly.
The manager of the restaurant thought he had met someone who was inspecting the restaurant, so he quickly came out to entertain them personally.
Luo Xiaojun came forward, and Mr. Luo showed his work ID, and then ordered a steak for each of them.
Yang Jun and Qian Jiajia sat at a table alone. They had eaten here at noon, so they did not express too much enthusiasm like Luo Xiaojun and others.
"I asked you, have you brought enough money? Don't let people misunderstand you as a freeloader." Yang Jun said.
Since Luo Xiaojun just showed his work ID, the restaurant manager allowed them to eat first and pay later.
"That's enough, I brought more than four hundred."
Qian Jiajia patted her pocket.
Yang Jun sneered and said, "If you knew how much these gangsters eat, you wouldn't say that."
He didn't know about others, but with Ma Juzi's appetite, he could probably eat a hundred yuan per person.
Although the steak costs seven or eight yuan a piece, it is not enough for a large meal. I estimate that a steak like that can cost at least ten yuan, plus other sweet soups and so on. One hundred yuan is not enough to make the base.
"No way, usually the ten or so people from our cultural troupe spend so much money out to eat," Qian Jiajia said.
"Haha, can the members of your art troupe compare with my guards?"
"What do you mean? Are you saying that the people in our art troupe are all just show-offs?"
Yang Jun was startled.
Is that what he meant?
He meant food intake, but Qian Jiajia misunderstood it as fist and kick skills.
It's just a misunderstanding.
However, what he said is correct. All of his guards are carefully selected from thousands of troops. Not to mention one can defeat ten, it is not a problem to defeat five from the cultural troupe.
Yang Jun shrugged and said, "Isn't it?"
Qian Jiajia rolled her eyes and said, "Don't think that our art troupe is just showing off, we usually participate in training, okay?"
Yang Jun laughed when he heard this.
It's really not him who attacked Qian Jiajia. Looking at all the military services, the art troupe is probably the one with the weakest combat effectiveness.
The art troupe is all about singing and dancing. If the art troupe can have combat effectiveness, then why do we need other arms?
"Don't be dissatisfied. Any one of my guards can become the king of soldiers in your art troupe. Do you believe it?"
Qian Jiajia rolled her eyes.
"Can't I believe it?"
In fact, Qian Jiajia was just making excuses.
Lao Qian agreed to her affair with Liang Shan, but she didn't know how to express her excitement at the moment.
When Yang Jun saw this, he didn't show any mercy, he just smiled.
After a while, the meals they ordered began to be served.
The restaurant manager personally brought it to us.
There was a flat-bottomed white plate on a tray, with a knife and fork next to it. On the plate was a shiny red steak with a layer of dipping sauce on it, which was very tempting.
These rough guys were sitting there with straight faces, staring straight into their eyes.
They are soldiers and wear military uniforms. They must pay attention to their appearance outside. They are not allowed to eat without orders.
Yang Jun nodded at Luo Xiaojun.
Luo Xiaojun said in a deep voice: "Let's eat."
Then everyone moved in unison and picked up their knives and forks.
It was the first time for them to eat steak. They couldn't even tell the difference between their left and right hands, and the plates clinked when they cut, which attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant.
However, no one laughed at them.
Because they don't know how to use it, they can have this luxury to show off for a lifetime, so they have no right to laugh at others.
What's more, these people in front of me are soldiers.
Seeing their strange eating looks, Yang Jun's face darkened.
I regretted in my heart that I shouldn't have brought these rough guys to a high-end restaurant. If I had known this, I might as well have taken them to eat dumplings.
This steak only costs eight yuan, which is very expensive.
Seeing other guests looking at them, Luo Xiaojun and the others' faces turned red. Some people directly picked up the plates and ate them, and some even ate them directly with their hands. Their hands were covered with dipping sauce and were oily, which looked quite good.
nausea.
A piece of steak weighs two ounces and will be gone in three or two bites.
After eating, they looked at each other eagerly.
Yang Jun waved his hand, indicating that they would ask for more if they didn't have enough.
Seeing this, the rough guys ordered ten steaks each at one go.
This scene scared Yang Jun so much that he broke into a cold sweat.
Careless, careless.
A meal lasted forty minutes before it was over.
Luo Xiaojun came over squirmingly with his belly held out.
"Ms. Qian, here is the bill."
Qian Jiajia took the bill, took a look at it, and immediately exclaimed: "Are you pigs?"
Then, he immediately changed his words and said: "Oh my god, you guys can really make it."
After speaking, he handed the bill to Yang Jun.
Yang Jun took one look and startled him.
Good guy, just two dollars difference is eleven hundred yuan.
Thirteen people actually ate one thousand one hundred yuan, with an average of nearly ninety yuan per person. In other words, except for Yang Jun and Qian Jiajia, the twelve of them ate at least eight yuan each.
Steak, plus bread and sweet soup.
Pigs, a bunch of pigs.
Yang Jun felt so embarrassed.
It's not that he can't afford the money, but it's embarrassing to bring a bunch of pigs out for dinner.
"What do you say?" Yang Jun asked, holding the bill.
"What else can I say? Just cover it for me first."
Qian Jiajia took out four hundred yuan from his pocket and placed it in front of Yang Jun.
Yang Jun shook his head.
Reach into your pocket.
He basically doesn't carry any money with him now. All the money is kept in the space. When he wants to use it, he can marry him at any time.
I saw a sudden thought and a wad of money in his pocket.
He counted out one hundred yuan from Qian Jiajia's pile of money and handed it to Luo Xiaojun together with the one thousand yuan he took out.
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Later, he returned the remaining three hundred yuan to Qian Jiajia.
He treats people kindly, but he can't treat them like a wealthy family. Although Qian Jiajia is not short of money, he must have rules in doing things and cannot take them for granted.
Qian Jiajia was not polite and put the remaining money directly into his pocket.
"Thank you, brother-in-law. I will treat you to dinner alone another day."
After this incident, she no longer dared to talk nonsense. No matter how rich she was, she couldn't afford such nonsense.
"Okay, it's settled."
Yang Jun began to pack his things and prepare to go back.
"By the way, I'm going to give you and Liang Shan a house. Do you have any requirements for the house?"
Qian Jiajia shook her head and said: "I don't lack a house. If you want to give it to me, just give me a car. Oh, by the way, it must use the Great Wall No. 2 engine, otherwise I won't want it."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
How dare you think about it.
I don’t even have it myself.
The production and sales of the Great Wall No. 2 engine are strictly monitored, and even Yang Jun dare not mess with it casually.
The Great Wall No. 2 engine has been ahead of the world for forty years and is listed as a national strategic material. The country relies on this engine to earn foreign exchange, so the Ministry directly sends people to the factory to monitor the entire process and track and record every engine that comes in and out in real time.
Therefore, even Yang Jun has not obtained one yet.
However, since Qian Jiajia made the request, he would do it for her no matter how difficult it was.
"Okay, I owed you in my previous life." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
"Hey, thank you, brother-in-law."
Qian Jiajia also felt a little embarrassed.
Later, the two broke up at Lao Mo's door.
The art troupe was just a few steps away from here, and Qian Jiajia walked back.
After he left, Yang Jun glanced at Luo Xiaojun and the others.
None of them stood or sat properly, and all of them were swaying, which was a little funny.
"Are you all full?"
"If you're not full, can I take you to eat dumplings?"
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other.
Luo Xiaojun asked in a low voice: "Uncle, can you pack it?"
Yang Jun nodded and said, "Okay."
"The boss is mighty."
Everyone shouted in unison, and then jumped into the car without saying a word.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Yang Jun was carried into the car.
When we arrived at the state-owned restaurant, several people ordered a hundred pork and green onion dumplings each.
After the dumplings were served, each person made twenty dumplings with garlic. As for the leftovers, he packed them up and took them home for his wife and children to eat.
When Yang Jun saw this, he shook his head with a dark face.
