Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 487: Play less with sticks and it hurts your body
Yang Jun did not expect that Guo Zheng would agree so readily.

You know, this amount of money is not a small amount, it would cost millions of catties of food.

Over the years, Wang Guozheng had just saved 50 yuan, which was not a small amount of money. He was able to agree to spit it out so happily, obviously after a fierce ideological struggle.

Of course, the main thing is to give Yang Jun face.

"Brother Wang, thank you."

Seeing that he agreed, Yang Jun felt much more relaxed, so he patted his shoulder and said,
"Don't worry, brother, I will keep this favor in mind. Let's do this. After the New Year, I will get you another batch of supplies to make up for this loss. What do you think?"

"Brother Junzi, are you telling the truth?"

Wang Guozheng said excitedly: "No matter what you do this time, you have to collect 300 million kilograms of supplies for me."

When Yang Jun heard this, he looked at him speechlessly.

This kid is really good at climbing up the pole. The lion opens its mouth wide and demands 300 million pounds.

"Okay, I'll try my best to get it for you."

"Thank you, Brother Junzi."

As soon as Wang Guozheng was happy, he rushed out the door and shouted,
"Sister Hong, serve."

With this batch of supplies, he can make a fortune again.

In fact, he did not suffer a loss in this transaction with the arsenal. He just wanted to waste the money and make a fortune.

If he had to deliver the food as promised, he would just earn less.

"You kid, don't fool people with old grains when the time comes."

Yang Jun ordered.

When Wang Guozheng heard this, his expression suddenly turned ugly.

"Brother Junzi, to be honest, I can't even get enough of the old food, let alone the new food. How about... I just refund the deposit?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he was immediately speechless.

You are a white wolf with nothing to show for it.

There was no intention to deliver the food as promised from the beginning.

Wang Guozheng also felt that his methods were not bright enough, and said with some embarrassment,

"Brother Junzi, my younger brother's methods are indeed unspeakable, but don't worry, I won't trick anyone else."

Yang Jun smiled when he heard this.

"Brother Wang, you are serious. You pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. There is nothing to worry about."

To be honest, Yang Jun was really worried.

The reason why he said it ambiguously was to remind the kingdom not to play any tricks.

One-handed payment and one-handed delivery.

If you don't have money, don't even think about taking a grain of food from him.

Wang Guo was stunned for a moment and quickly understood the meaning of Yang Jun's words, so he patted his chest and promised,
"Brother Junzi, given the relationship between our two families, my younger brother would never do such a thing."

"Brother Guozheng, I believe in you."

Afterwards, the two stopped talking about the 10 yuan.

After a while, Sister Hong led a group of ladies to start serving food.

When serving food, Yang Jun felt that Sister Hong was always nuzzling him intentionally or unintentionally, and she kept ogling him.

Yang Jun could only look at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, as if he was still in a well.

He doesn't dare to provoke Sister Hong now. These women have never seen anything in the world. If he dares to show any interest in it, he will probably be eaten alive by them soon.

Master Zhao's cooking skills have always been above the standard. Although Yang Jun had eaten before, he still ate a lot.

After coming out of Wang Guozheng's place, Yang Jun got into the car carrying a bulging sack.

He did not go home, but went directly to the guest house where Chen Shanhe was staying.

The guest house was closed at this time, and Yang Jun knocked for a long time before opening the door.

"You don't even know what time it is, and you don't want people to sleep."

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman in her 40s with a skinny appearance.

At this time, she stared at Yang Jun angrily.

It's a seller's market now, and the people at the state-owned guest houses are all very good.

He doesn't look good on anyone.

If you like it, stay there. If you don't, get out. If you dare to show dissatisfaction, you will be beaten with a stick immediately.

Haven't you seen the signs saying "No beating of customers at will" posted in restaurants, guest houses, barber shops, and bathhouses?

"Sister, I'm sorry, I don't have accommodation, I'm looking for someone."

Yang Jun said as patiently as possible.

The attitude towards God in this era made him disdainful, but he had to do as the Romans do.

"Oh, you don't want to stay, yet you still dare to knock on the door like this."

When the elder sister heard that Yang Jun did not want to stay, she became even more angry.

He woke me up in the middle of the night just to find someone.

The elder sister didn't say anything, just looked around, and then skillfully touched behind the door.

A wooden stick over one meter long and as thick as an arm suddenly appeared in his hand.

Yang Jun looked at this scene and felt that this action was quite skillful.

It seems that he often beats customers.

The fat woman didn't say anything, just slapped her head.

Sooner or later, Yang Jun touched his lower back.

A short gun with a silencer was pressed against her head.

"I say to this eldest sister, since you are so angry, this stick should not be used to hit people. You should..."

Yang Jun had a teasing smile on his face and looked down at her with malicious intent.

Although the fat woman felt insulted, her life was in the hands of others and she did not dare to act presumptuously.

"Brother, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. I will help you find who you want to find."

Yang Jun flicked the tip of his gun, signaling her to throw away the stick.

When the elder sister saw this, she let go and the stick fell to the ground. "At two o'clock in the afternoon, two men came in and took me to find him."

"Okay, I'll take you to find them. They live in 202."

The arrogant look of the fat lady just now was gone, and now she was leading the way very obediently.

Yang Jun followed her to a back room on the second floor.

The fat lady knocked on the door, then stood aside and waited for any movement inside.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that it didn't look like someone was living in it.

The fat lady knocked again.

This time, there was movement in the room.

The door suddenly opened from the inside, and a black gun muzzle was pressed against the fat lady's head.

"Knock on the door, why don't you say anything?"

The person who opened the door was a young man whom Yang Jun knew. This man was Chen Shanhe's driver and security guard.

"me……"

The fat elder sister was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she was trembling and speechless.

It's really unlucky today. How come I meet someone who pulls out a gun at the slightest disagreement?
Normally, customers would act based on her expression, but today was a good day. Being a filial son didn't count, and she had to pretend to be a grandson.

"it's me."

Yang Jun walked out from the side and motioned to the driver to put down his gun.

When the driver saw it was Yang Jun, he glanced at the fat lady and slowly put down his gun.

Yang Jun put the gun back on his waist, turned around and said to the fat woman: "You have nothing to do here, go down and play with a stick."

"Huh? Huh? Huh?"

The fat woman was mumbling and didn't know what to say, but Yang Jun could see from her expression that she was very angry at the moment.

He glared at Yang Jun fiercely, and then went downstairs unwillingly.

At this time, Chen Shanhe walked out.

Standing at the door, he glanced at the fat lady, then turned back to Yang Jun and said,
"Brother Yang, why are you here so late? Is there something fishy going on?"

As Chen Shanhe said this, he let Yang Jun in, and then winked at the driver.

The driver didn't say anything, nodded and went out, not forgetting to close the door when he left.

"Brother Chen, it's done. I'll get the money back for you. It's in the car outside. Go get it."

Yang Jun looked at the room. Apart from two beds, there was not even a table, chair or bench.

So he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Is the money coming back?"

Even the experienced Chen Shanhe couldn't restrain his excitement when he heard the good news.

This money is related to his future, life and death, can he not be nervous?
However, after he was happy, he thought for a moment and said,
"Brother Yang, let me leave the money with you. Look..."

Chen Shanhe said with a troubled expression on his face.

Yang Jun saw this and smiled: "Brother Chen, aren't you afraid that I will hack your money?"

"Ha ha!"

Chen Shanhe laughed loudly when he heard this, waved his hands repeatedly and said,
"Brother Yang is joking. If I can't trust you, who can I trust?"

After hearing this, Yang Jun admired Chen Shanhe even more.

As expected, he is a battle-hardened general. He can still have such magnanimity after being deceived, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Okay, I won't kid you. Since Brother Chen trusts me, I will accept the money first. I will personally escort the truck to deliver the food to you this weekend."

"Then thank you, Brother Yang."

"This is nothing. When the time comes, you have to give me something handy."

"No problem, just take whatever you like."

"Okay, that's it, I won't be polite when the time comes."

After talking about the business, Yang Jun looked at the time and saw that it was getting late, so he said goodbye.

Chen Shanhe put on his clothes and personally sent Yang Jun down.

"Brother Chen, do you want me to move you to another place? It's not very safe here?" Yang Jun asked.

The fat woman's behavior just now was visible to Yang Jun. With someone like Chen Shanhe living here, Yang Jun was really worried.

If something really happened, he couldn't afford it.

"No, this little thing is not worth bothering Brother Yang."

Chen Shanhe smiled and said: "Brother, I have never seen any big winds or waves. These small fish and shrimps cannot make any big waves."

Think about it, Chen Shanhe is a veteran on the battlefield, and he is not a fool. If he can't handle this trivial matter, how can he lead an arsenal of tens of thousands of people.

"Okay, Brother Chen, just send it here, go back and rest quickly, don't catch a cold."

Arriving at the lobby on the first floor, the two said goodbye.

"Okay, please drive safely on the road."

Chen Shanhe acted resolutely and without any pretense, and went back after saying that.

Watching Chen Shanhe go upstairs, Yang Jun was also ready to leave.

He looked back and found the fat woman lying on the counter with an angry look, staring at Yang Jun fiercely with her two oval eyes and a pouty mouth.

On the counter, the stick was still there.

Yang Jun walked over, glanced at her with his hands behind his back, looked at the wooden stick on the counter, and said teasingly,

"Hey, eldest sister, I haven't seen you for a while. Why has this stick become so smooth?"

Yang Jun didn't say it was okay, but when he said it, it was like lighting up a firecracker.

The elder sister felt insulted and grabbed the stick angrily.

Before she could react, she felt a chill on her forehead, and the black muzzle of a gun was pressed against her forehead again.

"Tsk, look at you, you're still so angry."

Yang Jun took two steps back, turned around with a smile and walked towards the door.

As he walked, he said: "Don't play with sticks, it will hurt your health."

(End of this chapter)