In order to take care of the children's feelings, Yang Qingxiang changed Mr. Yang to Lao Yang.
The two live like a normal couple and try to give their children a normal living environment.
"Lao Yang, eat your fill, it's really hard for you."
Yang Qingxiang knew that Yang Jun already had a family, and guessed that he had already eaten. Just to make the child happy, she could only stuff it into his stomach.
Yang Jun patted his belly and said with a smile: "It's my belly that's not good enough, otherwise my son would be even happier."
Yang Qingxiang put down what she was doing, walked over, put her arms around Yang Jun's neck, and snuggled into his arms.
"Lao Yang, I feel like the happiest person in the world."
Yang Jun smiled and stroked her hair.
"I'm sorry for causing you so many years of injustice."
"I don't feel wronged at all. This is good. With you and my son by my side, I am content with everything."
"Don't worry, I will definitely treat you and my son well in this life."
With a smile on her face, Yang Qingxiang nodded and said, "Yeah."
The two nestled in each other's arms, enjoying their world to the fullest.
"By the way, Lao Yang, now that schools have resumed teaching, does our son also have to go to school?" Yang Qingxiang asked.
In terms of learning, Yang Jun never relaxed his education for Yang Chengcai.
When the child was four years old, he hired a classroom to provide cultural education to the child. The child was also smart and had good grades. As long as the teacher taught him, he could learn it immediately.
But now that teaching has resumed across the country, children can no longer study at home and must be sent to school, otherwise they will easily develop autism.
"Of course."
Yang Jun thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry about this. I'll find a better school to send my son to later."
"Well, I don't go out often, and I can't make any decisions. I leave it to you to take care of my son's schooling."
Yang Qingxiang rarely goes out. Even the neighbors who live around her still don't know who lives in this yard. She has a simple personality and simple thinking. She only knows how to serve Yang Jun well and doesn't care about other things.
"Lao Yang, the child will have to learn how to come back. Do you want to..."
Yang Qingxiang looked at Yang Jun shyly.
Yang Jun touched his bloated belly and asked, "Now? My belly is too full..."
Yang Qingxiang blushed and said, "You don't need to move, I'll just come..."
…
It wasn't until dark in the evening that Yang Jun accompanied the mother and son to have dinner before going back.
After returning home, I found that there were guests at home.
It turned out that Yang Anguo and the others had not gone back after dinner.
"Brother, I'm back."
As soon as Yang Jun entered the room, everyone stood up to say hello.
"Sit, everyone, sit down."
Yang Jun found a seat and sat down, and then said to everyone.
"You haven't gone back so late. Do you have something to say to me?"
Everyone, you look at me, and I look at you.
Then there was a lot of pushing and shoving, and finally Yang Anguo came forward.
"Brother, that's it."
"Isn't the policy now relaxed? We want to do some business to support our family, and we want to ask you for some ideas."
After hearing this, Yang Jun was not in a hurry to express his position.
Although the policy is now liberalized, it has not been completely liberalized. The country allows individuals to get rich first and also allows the establishment of private enterprises, but the conditions are very harsh and not just anyone who wants to do business can do it.
At present, Yang Anguo and others are leading cadres and are not allowed to do business in person. Coupled with the restrictions, it is very difficult for them to do business.
Therefore, they wanted to ask Yang Jun for an idea.
Yang Jun was not in a hurry to answer their questions, but asked,
"Is this what you all have in mind?"
Yang Anguo, Yang Anbang, Ma Juzi, Yang Chengwu and others nodded in unison.
It stands to reason that they are all wealthy owners, especially Yang Chengwu. They have made a lot of money over the years, but why do they still make money?
Because making money is addictive, having one dollar is like making two dollars, having ten thousand is like making one hundred thousand, and so on, there is no end to making money, the more the better.
Sometimes, they are not making money, but looking for the happiness of making money.
Yang Anguo and the others are now high-level leaders, and they are not short of money at all. However, after they became leaders, they came into contact with some unknown things. Some policies and conveniences looked very tempting when they were placed there. I couldn't help it.
I want to go to the sea and try it.
So, one by one, they started to make moves.
When Yang Jun saw this, he sighed.
We know that they are no longer who they used to be. Once the policy is relaxed, they will never go back. With such a big bonus in front of them, anyone will be tempted.
"Since you all have this intention, then go ahead and do it."
Yang Jun said: "Don't take too big a step first. Take over a state-owned enterprise first, and then plan for it slowly."
It will take at least a few years for the policy to be completely liberalized. Although the policy allows some people to get rich, taking too big a step can easily lead to trouble, so it is better to take it slowly.
"Brother, a few days ago I saw a closed winery in the northern suburbs of the city. I want to take over it. What do you think?" Ma Juzi said suddenly.
When Yang Jun heard this, his heart trembled.
She raised her head and gave him a thoughtful look.
Ma Juzi has been working hard for himself as a driver these years. Seeing that all the people who followed Yang Jun were promoted, he was the only one who was still a driver. He couldn't help but feel anxious. He didn't want to be a driver anymore.
Missed opportunities to make money.
"No problem. As long as there is a way, it is not impossible for the winery to reopen." Yang Jun said.
In a few years, it will be a golden age that is hard to find, especially in the era when people's shopping desire is rapidly expanding after they become rich. If you can't buy things with money, the entire market will be a seller's market. Some leather bag companies have even appeared due to the extreme shortage of supplies.
, you can imagine the extent of people’s expectations for materials.
Besides, Yang Anguo and others have high official positions, and they have the money needed by the outside world. In fact, they can make a lot of money without opening a factory.
However, Yang Jun has strictly ordered that no one can use their power to enrich themselves. Once he finds out, he will directly fight to the end. Therefore, Yang Anguo and others have the desire to do business.
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As he spoke, his face turned red.
When Yang Jun saw this, he understood.
"How much is missing? Just tell me the number."
Yang Anguo and the others looked at each other, gritted their teeth and said, "It's a big sum of money, about half a million."
"We discussed it. You will contribute the money, we will contribute the effort, you will own 50% of the shares, and we will share the rest equally."
Yang Jun pondered for a moment and then said: "I'll forget about the shares and you guys can share them equally. However, this money is considered a loan from me. It's the same thing if you return it to me after you make money."
Five hundred thousand yuan to buy a state-owned winery is already considered very cheap. Yang Anguo and the others came here tonight not to ask Yang Jun for a note of guidance, but actually to borrow money.
They already have a goal, they just came to say hello.
For so many years, Yang Jun has always followed his lead. It would be a bit embarrassing to suddenly pass him. In addition, they lack start-up capital. Only Yang Jun can afford such a large sum of five hundred thousand.
"Brother, with such a big sum of money, how can you do it if you don't get some shares?" Yang Anbang said.
"To tell you the truth, I don't like that little money."
Yang Jun didn't want to talk about it because of this little money, so he said what he was thinking directly.
Not to mention, he really doesn't care about this little money. Even with a net worth of tens of millions, he really doesn't care about this little money.
After so many years of development, his company in Hong Kong City has become one of the largest companies in the area. Many of its products have become famous brands around the world. The company's net worth alone is close to 200 billion U.S. dollars, which is higher than the world's GDP at that time.
Finland, ranked 32nd, has several billion dollars more, and he is already the veritable richest man in the world.
When Yang Anguo and others heard this, they looked at each other.
We knew that Yang Jun had made a lot of money over the years, but we didn't expect that the money was so much that even 500,000 yuan would not be looked down upon.
"Brother, having said that, you paid for the principal after all, so we can't be ignorant," Yang Anguo said.
Yang Jun raised his hand and interrupted: "If you are really sensible, don't mention this matter again."
"Okay, that's it. Let's come over tomorrow to get the money."
Yang Jun has the final word.
"Thank you, brother."
When several people saw this, they didn't say much.
Afterwards, several people prepared to get up and leave.
Yang Jun kept Ma Juzi behind.
At this time, there were only two people in the room, Yang Jun and Ma Juzi.
Ma Juzi realized what Yang Jun was going to say to him, and sat there a little uneasily.
"Juzi, you have been following me for almost ten years, right?"
Ma Juzi sat upright: "Brother, it's been ten years and six months."
Yang Jun was stunned.
If Ma Juzi hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that Juzi had been following him for such a long time.
"Yes, how many decades are there in life?"
Yang Jun sighed, and then changed the topic.
"Back then, I promised you that I would give you a sum of money in ten years."
"Now that ten years have passed, it's time to fulfill our promise."
When Ma Juzi heard this, he immediately panicked.
"Brother, I don't want to leave you and go it alone. I just want to go out on my own."
Yang Jun interrupted: "What are you talking about? I don't blame you."
"All the people who follow me have been promoted. If I were you, I wouldn't be able to resist giving it a try."
"It doesn't matter if you go out and have a try. After so many years of experience, if you don't go out and try it out, you won't give up."
Ma Juzi suddenly knelt down and said: "Brother, thank you for taking care of me for so many years. I, Ma Juzi, will never forget you in this life."
"I really don't mean to betray you, I just want to go out and have a try."
Yang Jun said: "There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. We will be separated one day. Now that we have spoken out, it is not betrayal. If you come here early tomorrow, I will give you one hundred thousand yuan, which can be regarded as your compensation."
You have been my guardian for so many years."
Over the years that Ma Juzi drove for Yang Jun, Yang Jun was in danger several times, and it was Ma Juzi who risked his own life to resolve the danger for him. Yang Jun was grateful to him from the bottom of his heart. As for the 100,000 yuan, he should repay him for these years.
The grace of protection.
"elder brother……"
Ma Juzi had already burst into tears.
"Okay, why are you crying? How old are you?"
Yang Jun helped him up.
Ma Juzi also has four children to raise at home. He and Zhou Miaomiao's salary can only barely cover their expenses. If they don't find ways to supplement their family income, it won't be enough.
After seeing Ma Juzi off, Yang Jun returned to the backyard.
He opened the secret room, went down and took out 600,000 yuan.
Six hundred thousand is quite a lot, and I took out two boxes.
After coming up, close the secret room, then drag the two boxes to the front yard and living room and put them there.
After doing this, he went back to the backyard to sleep.
The next day is the second day of the Lunar New Year.
Don't get up early today, both adults and children will have to sleep in.
But Yang Jun was woken up early by his son. The little boy heard the sound of firecrackers coming from outside and shouted for Yang Jun to take him out.
Wang Yuying had a bad leg again in the past two days and couldn't take care of Yang Chengdao, so the little guy came over to sleep with him.
"Husband, please take him out to play, otherwise our family of three will have trouble sleeping." Yi Qiushui was so disturbed that she had no choice but to push Yang Jun, who was pretending to sleep.
Yang Jun sighed: "Why don't you take him?"
"I'm sleepy. I need to take some beauty sleep. If I get more wrinkles, how can I be worthy of you?" Yi Qiushui said coquettishly.
Commander Yang sighed.
"That's all, I'll just work hard for a while."
I can't stand her acting coquettishly.
Yang Jun turned around and said to Yang Cheng, who was about to move under the covers: "You brat, you got your wish. I will play with you as much as you want today."
"Thank you dad."
When the little guy heard this, he immediately got up from the bed.
Even though he calls his daddy all day, deep down he really likes to be with Yang Jun. There is no child in the world who doesn't regard his dad as a hero.
Yang Chengdao was no exception. Whenever other children looked at Yang Jun with admiring eyes, he felt indescribably proud.
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It was completely white outside. It snowed last night. The snow was quite heavy. The snow on the ground had already reached my ankles. Snowflakes were still floating in the sky.
"Son, you play in the yard first, and daddy will clean up the snow."
After Yang Jun handed over his son, he went to the warehouse to take out tools.
"Dad, I want to set off firecrackers."
Yang Chengdao pointed to the door bolt and signaled Yang Jun to open the door for him.
Before going to bed every day, the door to the house is always locked, and the key is with Sun Zhaodi. However, the girl has not gotten up yet, so Yang Jun cannot go in and get the key.
"Let it go, I'm not stopping you."
Yang Chengdao stamped his feet and said: "Mom said that I should be a civilized person and not disturb others' rest. I have to go outside to rest."
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
This kid is stupid. Setting off firecrackers outside will not affect other people's rest. Just listen to the rumbling sound outside. The sound of firecrackers is nothing.
However, it is always a good thing for a child to be kind in his heart, and as a father, it is not easy for him to stop it.
Then he said: "The key is with your sister, you can figure it out yourself."
"Okay, I'll go find my sister."
After saying that, he quickly ran into Sun Zhaodi's room.
After a while, Sun Zhaodi came out wearing clothes.
"Daddy, just leave it there and I'll do it later."
Sun Zhaodi said while opening the door for the child.
"No, just think of it as exercise."
At home, Yang Jun is the grand master, a being who has clothes to put on, food to eat, and mouth to open. He never gets involved in household chores, and his family members acquiesce. Therefore, he is generally not allowed to interfere in any household chores.
After opening the door, Yang Chengdao ran out screaming.
After he left, Sun Zhaodi went to the back room and found a shovel to help Yang Jun clean up the snow.
"Zhao Di, aren't you going to go back to see your parents this year?"
The two men were chatting while cleaning the snow.
"Just send the money back, it doesn't matter whether the person gets it back or not."
Yang Jun sighed after hearing this.
"You kid..."
No wonder Sun Zhaodi said this. Her father, Sun Dashan, was a patriarchal person. There were so many children in the family, but no one had ever truly cared for any of them. No matter whether he was a son or a daughter, he would beat him at every turn, even if he didn't know how to use the belt.
How many roots have been broken?
Since she came out, she has almost never been back to that home. During the holidays, she never goes back to visit the home that left a shadow on her childhood. If it were anyone else, she would not be willing to go back.
Fortunately for her, she would send money back during the holidays. Her younger brother Sun Zhaocai didn't like his father even more. Not to mention going back to visit them, he didn't even send any money.
In fact, Yang Jun also understands the suffering of the two siblings, and does not want to force them to do things they do not want to do. Therefore, for so many years, he has been sending money to Sun Dashan in the name of Sun Zhaocai, just to protect their family.
Human affection.
"Zhao Di, how do you think about your life-long events? Is it possible that this is how you live your life?"
Sun Zhaodi is twenty-eight this year. Whether in modern times or in later generations, she is considered an older leftover girl. A few years ago, there were still people coming to propose marriage, but these years there have been no more. Seeing that everyone looks down on them, Yang Jun feels a little sorry.
She became anxious.
To be honest, if you look like this, it would be great if you can find a partner. If you fall in love with her, just marry her as soon as possible.
When this matter was mentioned, Sun Zhaodi felt inexplicably resistant.
"Godfather, didn't I tell you that I don't want to get married anymore? I will spend the rest of my life with you."
"Zhao Di, do you have something to hide? If it's inconvenient for you to tell your godfather, it's the same thing with your godmother. Just tell her and we'll find a solution together," Yang Jun said.
"Godfather, I have nothing to hide. I just can't bear to leave you, my godmother, and my brother. I want to stay with you all my life."
"If that's the case, then you can still live in your godfather's house like your second aunt after you get married. Then there's no need to joke about a life-long event."
When Sun Zhaodi heard this, she suddenly became anxious.
"Godfather, I...don't ask, I really have nothing to hide. I like my current life very much, especially this family with you and my godmother. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you.
There is nothing else to ask for.”
When Yang Jun heard this, he didn't know how to persuade him.
At this moment, he could somewhat understand why Sun Zhaodi had such thoughts.
She grew up with low self-esteem, so that she shrank into a hard shell to protect herself. In fact, not getting married was also a kind of self-protection. She felt that as long as she didn't get married, no one could hurt her.
Yang Jun knew that this was a mental illness that could not be solved with a few words. She had to figure it out on her own.
"Okay, my godfather won't force you. When you figure it out, tell your godfather that you are his child. No matter what happens, your godfather will always be on your side."
"Besides, you can do whatever you like. If you get into trouble, your godfather will take care of it for you."
When Sun Zhaodi heard this, her eyes were red with emotion.
"Godfather, thank you."
While Sun Zhaodi and Yang Jun were clearing away the snow, they heard footsteps coming from the door.
"Brother, we are here."
I saw Yang Anguo, Yang Anbang, Sun Zhaocai and Ma Juzi coming over carrying shovels and brooms.
"coming?"
Yang Jun's men did not stop, then pointed to the backyard and said: "Go and clean the backyard with two people."
When Sun Zhaodi heard this, he quickly stopped Ma Juzi and the others.
"Godfather, I can handle the backyard alone. You can let Uncle Ma and the others clean the middle courtyard."
This girl Sun Zhaodi is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed that she will never allow outsiders to enter the backyard.
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Can you do it alone?"
"It's no problem, godfather, I'll just spend a little more time."
"Okay, you go ahead and I'll help you later."
After Sun Zhaodi left, Yang Jun took several people to the living room.
Pointing to the white box placed in the corner, he said: "Here are six hundred thousand, of which one hundred thousand is for Juzi."
When everyone heard that one hundred thousand dollars in the box was for Ma Juzi, they all looked at him.
Yang Jun didn't even explain, so he just asked them to carry the box back.
"Brother, thank you."
Yang Jun: "We are all one family, so we won't talk about this anymore."
"If it's not enough, tell me."
"Enough, enough, brother, these are enough."
Yang Jun said: "Okay, you carry the box back first."
"By the way, remember to come back and clean up the snow."
Yang Anguo and others scratched their heads and said with a smile: "Brother, the main purpose of our coming here this morning is to help you clear the snow, and withdrawing money is secondary."
Yang Jun gave him a big blow directly.
"I believe you as a ghost."
Afterwards, several people carried the box back.
After they returned, Yang Jun and Sun Zhaocai were the only ones left in the yard.
Compared with eight years ago, Sun Zhaocai has completely grown into a strong young man. He is only 26 years old this year. He is even taller than Lu Zhishen. He is 1.9 meters tall and weighs nearly 300 kilograms. When he stands, he looks like
Take a look at the walking wall. If you sit down, your belly is basically placed on your lap, and your belly can be used as a table.
However, although this guy is fat, his movements are very agile. He has been exercising for so many years, and his current strength is very terrifying. Yang Jun is no match for him now.
This guy is also the father of three children. He completely inherited the temperament of his father Sun Dashan. He also gave his three children a rough education, beating and scolding them at every turn. Every time his three children could not bear the beating,
They all ran to Yang Jun's house.
"Lucky, come here, Uncle Yang will chat with you for a while."
"Here we come, Uncle Yang."
Sun Zhaocai walked up to Yang Jun carrying a shovel.
Yang Jun squatted on the ground and motioned for him to put the shovel on the ground.
Then he took out a cigarette and lit it, and gave him the remaining half pack of cigarettes.
"Thank you, Uncle Yang."
This guy is not only a loser, but also a smoker. He smokes at least two packs of cigarettes a day, which is more than Yang Jun smokes.
With that little salary, apart from filling my stomach, smoking and drinking, it was basically just a living.
"Uncle An Guo and the others all have goals and plans. What are your plans?"
