Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

"Haha, Yangtou, it's boring to ask like that. If you want to investigate, who doesn't have some secrets behind him?" Wang Erwa responded.

"Then we can charge him with some substantive crime and keep him in prison for a while."

"Hmph, disgusting... You go deal with this disgusting thing yourself. I'm not interested in it." Wang Erwa said disdainfully.

Yang Jun: “…”

Yang Jun didn't mind completely destroying Lao Liao.

Since we want to set an example, if we don't strike hard, how can we calm down the restless subordinates?

It is also his responsibility to reorganize the team. There are so many people who just eat and drink for free and occupy positions but do nothing, and many tasks cannot be carried out.

He didn't want to follow Li Huaide's method of winning over his subordinates by offering them food and drink.

Although he knew that this method was effective, it was still a bad idea.

As a leader, you should follow the right path and not rely too much on unconventional methods.

In the long run, it will only backfire.

After finishing talking about Lao Liao, Yang Jun pulled out the Type 54 rifle from his waist and handed it to Wang Erwa.

"The property returns to its original owner."

He borrowed this weapon from Wang Erwa two days ago, and he had stored several similar weapons in space through copying technology.

Wang Erwa took the gun and checked it carefully. He found that it was fully loaded with bullets. He asked in confusion, "Did you borrow it for biochemical experiments?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun responded casually: "Hey, it seems that your guess is quite accurate. This 'rooster' has contributed a lot of results."

"I've discovered that the higher your position, the more unserious you become."

After Wang Erwa confirmed that the gun barrel was intact, he put it back into his waist and ignored his teasing.

"A serious person is not very manly." Yang Jun said with a smile, "Do you say you are serious?"

Wang Erwa rolled his eyes. He really couldn't answer such a question.

"Stop joking and talk about business. Let's go talk to Li Gangtou tonight."

Hearing this, Yang Jun was slightly surprised, "What happened to Li Gangtou?"

Wang Erwa tilted his head and thought for a while: "I'm not sure about the specific situation, maybe there was something wrong with the work."

He frowned and asked, "In that case, why wait till night? Let's go now."

After getting consent, Wang Erwa picked up the two packs of cigarettes, shook them and suggested.

"and many more,"

Yang Jun bent down and took out a box of Tieguanyin tea from the bottom of the coffee table and handed it to Wang Erwa.

"Hey, Lao Yang, you are my savior, give me a big warm hug."

Wang Erwa made an exaggerated gesture, took two steps back, and assumed his unique intimate posture to prepare for the special moment between the two of them.

He didn't dare to hug her like Wang Erwa did. If someone saw him, he would be in big trouble afterwards and wouldn't be able to explain himself clearly.

Yang Jun took out the only remaining cigarette in his trouser pocket, took out a pack from the cupboard and refilled it, then went to Jiang Haitao's office next door to say hello, and made sure the doors and windows were closed before leaving.

Just as the car door was about to open, Wang Erwa jumped out from the side like an arrow and quickly snatched the key.

"Today I am here to serve as a driver for our factory manager, Mr. Yang."

"Stop talking nonsense and get in the car."

Yang Jun had no choice but to succumb to the situation and sit in the co-pilot seat.

More than thirty minutes later, they arrived at the grain station where Comrade Tiezhu was stationed.

The security guard was familiar with them and allowed them in after simply registering them.

The two parked the car and walked towards Tiezhu's office.

At the end of the stairs, Tiezhu's angry roar could be heard from afar.

They looked at each other and did not rush in, but stopped to listen for a moment.

In the office, Tiezhu was severely teaching his subordinates a lesson. He was being scolded so harshly just because of a small mistake that was understandable for an ordinary person.

After listening for a few minutes, the two found that Tiezhu seemed to be venting his long-suppressed anger and dissatisfaction at work.

About five minutes later, accompanied by a loud shout, "Get out!", a girl in work clothes with tears in her eyes ran out.

Yang Jun and Wang Erwa quickly made way for the woman and then walked into the office.

As soon as they stepped in, they were shocked by the scene in front of them: Tiezhu was sitting barefoot on a chair, his head hanging between his legs, and his hands were desperately pulling his hair.

Taking a few steps closer, Yang Jun knocked on the table and called out, "Didn't you hear me say get out?"

Tiezhu looked up and saw them, looking quite surprised.

"Why are you two here?"

Yang Jun motioned Wang Erwa to close the door, threw a cigarette over and said, "Come and see what happened, let's have some fun."

Li Tiezhu was furious when he heard this and almost jumped up to curse, but then he said in frustration: "Lao Yang, Lao Wang, I guess I can't turn it around this time."

He looked downcast, which caused others to tease him: "Come on, come on, tell us something and make us both happy."

Wang Erwa lit up a cigarette, took a deep puff and said, "Tell me about it. I haven't seen you in such a bad mood for a while."

Tiezhu remained indifferent to their sarcasm and ridicule, his absent-minded eyes fixed on the cup of tea on his desk.

Seeing that Li Tiezhu was not joking, Yang Jun realized that something serious might have really happened.

The two eyes met.

Yang Jun said, "Old Li, tell us what problems you have and see how we can help."

Wang Erwa agreed: "Yes, tell me about it. After all, you are the deputy director now, maybe you can help."

Tie Zhu waved his hands and said, "You can't help."

"You're sure we can't do it without even knowing this? Really." Wang Erwa said dissatisfiedly.

Li Tiezhu took a deep breath, and smoke slowly floated out of his nostrils, indicating that he was weighing his thoughts and had reached the critical moment of decision.

"We are brothers, so I won't hide it."

After taking another breath, he talked about the key point: "The higher-ups suddenly want to conduct a comprehensive inventory of the grain warehouse, but I can't do that."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

That must be the trouble caused by the supplies he secretly stored in the south of the city not long ago. The people at the top would never tolerate such a large-scale illegal storage and would definitely send someone to investigate secretly.

Although he had anticipated the sudden inventory of grain stores, he did not regret it.

In any case, food is related to the livelihood of the people, and it is beyond his control to determine who might be involved in the inventory of the warehouse.

The three of them smoked in silence, and the atmosphere was depressing.

"Did you do something wrong?" Wang Erwa was not clear about the situation and asked the question purely from a work perspective.

Hearing this, Li Tiezhu glared angrily: "I am not wrong."

"Then how could you..."

"I was fooled by that old man."

Li Tiezhu shouted out what happened.

His uncle learned that the granary was about to conduct an inventory check, so he approached him yesterday and asked to borrow 20,000 kilograms of grain, and asked him to waive the formalities.

At first, Li Tiezhu was not worried because he believed that his relatives would not harm him.

As a result, when he received the verification notice today, he panicked.

When he asked his uncle to return the grain, his uncle firmly denied that he had ever borrowed money. This made Li Tiezhu feel very threatened. Now he was worried about the whereabouts of the 20,000 kilograms of grain.

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Seeing Li Tiezhu with an anxious look on his face, Wang Erwa turned to Yang Jun who was smoking quietly and said, "Old Yang, our factory..."

Yang Jun quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Don't touch the grain in the steel mill."

This factory has 20,000 to 30,000 employees, and its daily consumption is huge, all of which are supplied by the supply and marketing cooperatives and drawn in fixed quantities by buyers.

Although the factory had some emergency food reserves, they could only last for a few days.

This is the time when the two workshops are being merged, and there will be a lot more people.

If that amount of grain was used, the consequences would be disastrous, and the amount was far from enough for 20,000 jin.

Yang Jun knew that Li Tiezhu became the mayor because of his uncle, but he also knew that Li Tiezhu would not openly turn against his uncle at this time.

So he had to bear this trouble by himself.

"I'm afraid I'm going to fail this time. I'll have to ask you to take care of my mother." He understood the responsibility he could not escape, so he made follow-up plans early.

After hearing these words, Yang Jun threw the unfinished cigarette to the ground and stomped on it hard.

"You son of a bitch, take care of your mother's business yourself!"

He tore a page of paper from the table, picked up a pen and started writing quickly.

A few minutes later, he handed it to Li Tiezhu: "Sign."

Looking at the words "sublease agreement" written on the paper, Li Tiezhu was a little confused and didn't understand what it meant.

He looked at Yang Jun, expecting an answer.

"Are you questioning me?" Yang Jun's sharp eyes made Li Tiezhu tremble and quickly sign his name.

"At twelve o'clock tonight, move the food to the address on the paper."

Yang Jun couldn't bear Li Tiezhu's predicament, so he decided to intervene, at least to avoid watching his friend get into trouble.

The food distributed previously was an act of kindness, helping strangers, including Li Tiezhu.

His granary had sufficient stock, so he could have taken out more than 20,000 kilograms, not to mention 20,000 kilograms. He was just afraid that the matter would be exposed.

"Old Yang, I..."

Upon hearing the solution, Li Tiezhu was filled with excitement. He held Yang Jun's hand, not knowing how to express his gratitude.

"Okay, stop being sentimental. Be careful tonight and don't make too much noise."

The address mentioned was the temporary warehouse they had rented from the office before.

The place has been vacant since the butcher's office was handed over, and it just happened to be used this time.

However, in case of any unexpected situation, Yang Jun signed a warehouse sublease agreement with Li Tiezhu.

If there are disputes in the future, Li Tiezhu can explain that this is because the grain station’s warehouse capacity is insufficient and the warehouse is temporarily borrowed to store grain, thus protecting himself from being implicated.

After completing the inventory work, it was impossible to take back the original 20,000 kilograms of grain, nor was it possible to pay for it. So he might as well treat it as a gift to Li Tiezhu. As long as he could get through the difficulties, he could discuss future matters slowly.

Yang Jun asked Li Tiezhu to copy the agreement exactly as it was and sign to confirm it, and then Li Tiezhu stamped it with the official seal of the grain station.

The only difference is that the date on the agreement was last year.

Everyone had a copy of the agreement. Yang Jun put it in his pocket and turned to Wang Dezhu and said:

"Erwa, find a few reliable security guards to guard the intersection at night and prohibit anyone from approaching the warehouse."

Wang Erwa nodded and agreed: "It just so happened that the people from the street office asked our factory to increase the security patrol area a few days ago. I can immediately transfer personnel to that area to carry out the task."

"So much the better."

Yang Jun greatly appreciated Wang Erwa's careful consideration, which greatly reduced the risk of exposure.

After finishing the business, Li Tiezhu immediately started to prepare vehicles and manpower to transport grain late at night. Then Yang Jun did not stop and drove back to the factory with Wang Erwa.

When he returned to the factory, it was rush hour, so Yang Jun parked his car directly in front of the infirmary.

Today, there were many people waiting outside the clinic, and the number of patients increased significantly compared to usual.

Yang Jun waited outside for a while, and seeing that Yi Qiu Shui had not come out yet, he put out his cigarette and walked into the clinic.

"Hello, Director Yang."

"Director Yang."

The patients lined up to greet him and he responded cordially.

The reason why Yang Jun seldom came to the clinic to look for Yi Qiu Shui was because too many people knew him.

To avoid embarrassment, he kept his visits to the infirmary to a minimum.

He walked through the crowd and into the clinic.

I saw Yi Qiu Shui and a pretty lady looking down at the medical records and discussing.

The woman had an outstanding figure, fair skin, and was wearing a white doctor's gown, giving people a sense of being out of this world and being immortal.

He had never met this female doctor before. She was probably a new face, but he felt like he had seen her before.

Since traveling through time, Yang Jun often has trouble distinguishing between real life and fantasy.

For example, the group of courtyard house characters he is familiar with, although they are often seen on TV, are actually his real neighbors in reality.

Sometimes, he would be confused and not know whether he was in a dream or reality.

In order to solve this problem, Yang Jun often feels troubled.

He tried to forget the incident, but it was as clear as a mark engraved in his mind. It was the key reason why he was eager to escape from the courtyard.

He was worried that he would eventually go crazy because he could not bear such mental torture.

The doctor in front of him gave Yang Jun a sense of déjà vu.

He knew where he had seen her, but he couldn't remember the details.

"Qiu Shui, there are so many new doctors in your department that I haven't seen before?"

Yi Qiushui glanced at him, rolled her eyes and said with a sneer, "You are really a forgetful person. You couldn't even hear the content of your own meeting this morning, and you forgot it right away."

Yang Jun: (helpless)

Seeing Yang Jun's confused expression, Yi Qiushui immediately added: "These are the doctors transferred from the mechanical and electrical factory."

When he heard that it was from the mechanical and electrical factory, Yang Jun understood immediately.

"It turns out to be Ding Qiunan. I have heard of your name for a long time."

These words came out as if by reflex.

Ding Qiunan stood up and said with a blush on her cheeks: "Director Yang, have you and I ever met before?"

Yang Jun scratched his head and said awkwardly: "It's just a spiritual communication, don't take it seriously."

Facing Yi Qiu Shui, Yang Jun didn't want her to misunderstand that he had any connection with Ding Qiunan, so after saying hello, he took Yi Qiu Shui's hand and prepared to go home.

He knew these people's mentality too well. As long as a pretty girl appeared, people in the steel mill would be eager to come forward and watch. That was what happened to Yi Qiu Shui back then.

He also understood that the people queuing in front of him were not really here to see a doctor, they were mainly here to visit the beautiful Ding Qiunan.