Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 547 Invitation from Shang Tielong
After leaving home, the group drove straight to the housing management office.

On the way, few people spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.

Yang Jun was sitting in the car with a livid face and smoking a cigarette.

The car turned around the alley and drove onto a sparsely populated road.

"parking!"

Yang Jun suddenly stopped.

Ma Juzi was stunned for a moment and quickly stepped on the brakes.

The strong inertia almost caused the people in the car to fall out of the front windshield.

Yang Jun jumped out of the car, threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground, rubbed it with his feet several times, and shouted at Yang Anguo,
"Get out of the car for me."

Yang Anguo was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Yang Jun's scarlet, cannibalistic gaze, he got out of the car tremblingly.

"Snapped!"

Yang Jun slapped him.

Then there's punching and kicking.

Yang Anguo was stunned. He did not dare to resist and lay on the ground, curled up and holding his head in his hands.

Yang Mei and Ma Juzi in the car looked at each other, neither of them spoke, nor did they get down to start a fight.

They knew that Yang Jun was taking out Yang Anguo's anger. If they went to break up the fight, not only would they not be able to break up the fight, but they would make Yang Anguo suffer even more pain.

Therefore, Yang Jun had to let Yang Jun vent his anger.

Yang Jun rode on him and started working left and right, beating Yang Anguo violently.

Yang Anguo seemed to understand why Yang Jun beat him.

He didn't beg for mercy, just held his head and let Yang Jun vent his anger.

"Tell me how old you are, but you are still so ignorant."

Yang Jun kicked him hard, said nothing, and went back to the car.

He was not only angry with Yang Anguo, but also with Yang Anbang.

The two grown men hid behind and allowed a woman to come out and mess with them.

We are all a family, and we cannot say anything in person.

If you want to buy a house, you can.

Why not come and talk in person?

Yang Jun was angry at the Yang Anbang brothers for being stingy, doing things coquettishly, and not happy at all.

If they brought up the house matter as readily as Ma Juzi did, could Yang Jun refuse to agree to it?

Aren't they just two sets of courtyard houses?He can afford it.

He lacks everything except money.

As long as the house is enough to live in, is it possible to keep it for appreciation?
If it sells for one billion or eighty million in the future, the money will be nothing.

In his dimension, there are mountains of gold and silver, and banknotes are nothing more than waste paper. He has the ability to speak big words.

To him, money is just a bunch of cold numbers.

When Yang Anguo heard this, a gap appeared in the hand covering his forehead.

Seeing that Yang Jun stopped fighting, he climbed up from the ground.

He patted the dust on his body and said with a smile on his face,
"Hey, brother, my brother is wrong. If you still don't feel relieved, I... I will ask my brother to come over and be a punching bag for you."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

I have never seen such a thick-skinned bastard. Seeing the pig-headed look on his face, he said in a bad mood,
"Do you think your brother can escape this beating? I'll keep it in mind for him."

Yang Anguo touched his head, which was swollen like a pig's head, and said sarcastically: "Brother, don't worry, I won't dare to do it again in the future."

Yang Jun saw that he did have some regrets, and it was hard to reprimand him, so he turned around and said,
"Still not getting in the car? Where are you waiting for me to invite you?"

"Well, alright."

Yang Anguo responded and got into the car with a smile.

Afterwards, Ma Juzi drove and several people drove to the housing management office.

Arriving at the housing management office, Yang Jun first transferred the ownership of the Nalan family's ancestral home, and then transferred ownership to Yang Mei and others.

Although the state does not prohibit the purchase and sale of houses, it is not good if the amount is too large, so Yang Jun transferred the house to them as a gift.

They spent the whole morning at the housing management office. At noon, Yang Jun took them to a restaurant for a meal and then returned to the factory.

When he returned to the office, Yang Jun began to process documents.

The document had been processed by Huang Yani and was waiting for Yang Jun to sign it.

Huang Yani's business ability is getting stronger and stronger, and her methods of handling business are becoming more and more sophisticated. Yang Jun is very satisfied.

Basically, Yang Jun signed and approved the opinions she wrote on the document without modifying them.

After processing the documents, Yang Jun had just made a cup of tea when Huang Yani came in.

"Director, the people who asked you to sign yesterday are here again. They are queuing up at the door. Do you want to invite them in?"

Yang Jun took a sip of water and said calmly: "Don't worry, let them wait for another 10 minutes."

There are endless things to do every day, and Yang Jun doesn't want to push himself so hard.

If there is no quality of life, life will be boring.

Yang Jun and Huang Yani chatted for a while, this time dispelling the unpleasant mood in the morning.

After 10 minutes, Yang Jun began to handle matters.

Last year, the stalls of the steel rolling mill were relatively large, and the funds in the factory were getting tighter. The money originally allocated by the superiors was almost used up. Therefore, Yang Jun was very cautious when signing. He would save money if he could, but if he really couldn't, They will not approve the money all at once.

As the owner of a factory, he has to support tens of thousands of employees. You can imagine the pressure on his shoulders. He must be cautious every step he takes, for fear of making a mistake.

I was busy until I was about to get off work, and then I sent those people away. When I was preparing to pack my things and get off work, Shang Tielong came.Shang Tielong seemed to be in good spirits. He was almost fifty, and he walked with a straight back.

There was a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth almost reached behind his ears.

"Brother Yang, are you ready to get off work?"

Seeing this, Yang Jun could only stop and greet him.

"Yes, Brother Bao Guo, he is getting ready to get off work."

I was about to make him a cup of tea, but he stopped me.

"Don't be busy. I'm here to send you an invitation. I invite you to come to my house for a wedding banquet this weekend."

When Yang Jun heard this, the expression on his face immediately became rich.

"Okay, Brother Bao Guo, withered trees spring and old trees blossoming. Who is the bride?"

Hearing this, Shang Tielong smiled awkwardly.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Brother Yang, I made a mistake."

"It's not me getting married, it's my son getting married."

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this.

His son Jin Hu is still in the detention center. What kind of marriage is he getting?

Seeing Yang Jun's confused look, Shang Tielong explained with a blushing face.

"Well... that Han Fang wrote a letter of understanding, so Jin Hu came out early. I thought I must be responsible for that girl. Doesn't this mean that they are brought together?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he suddenly realized.

Han Fang was the victim bullied by Jin Hu.

A group of young people happily blocked Han Fang in the alley. Why don't they get in? A few years ago, they asked for two job quotas and 1000 yuan before they were willing to issue a letter of understanding. Otherwise, Jin Hu wouldn't be able to come out.

Yang Jun thought to himself that such a big thing could be turned into a trivial matter. It seemed that Shang Tielong must have spent a lot of favors in the process.

Now, the two were an unmarried couple, and with the letter of understanding issued by Han Fang, Jin Hu was not afraid of being a cuckold, and the people at the police station were not embarrassed, so they let him go.

After Jin Hu came out, he fulfilled his promise and married Han Fang.

Han Fang's family also felt that handling the matter this way was the best outcome. After all, it was not easy for someone with a reputation to be compromised to remarry.

"Okay, Brother Bao Guo, I will definitely go to my eldest nephew's wedding then." Yang Jun said with a smile.

Yang Jun didn't want to ask too much about Jin Hu. After all, Lao Shang was also a man of honor.

"Thank you, Brother Yang. We'll look forward to seeing you when the time comes."

After Shang Tielong finished speaking, he paused, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

"Brother Yang, I have something else to ask you for help. Jin Hu doesn't have a formal job, and I'm afraid he'll wander around again. Do you think you can find him a job in the factory?"

"No problem, Brother Bao Guo, let the eldest nephew report it to the factory after he gets married." Yang Jun said.

Now that there is no word from Yang Jun in the factory, no one can arrange for someone to join, not even an ordinary employee.

Even though Shang Tielong was the deputy director of the factory, if he wanted to arrange for his son to join the factory, he would not be able to do so without Yang Jun's consent.

"Thank you, brother. I'll let him go down to the workshop to swing the sledgehammer later."

Upon hearing that Yang Jun agreed, Shang Tielong relaxed a little, and his old and informal face gained a smile.

"How can it be done? How can I let my eldest nephew wield a sledgehammer?"

Yang Jun thought for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Well, the Propaganda Department still lacks a deputy section chief, so let him take over."

Shang Tielong must give him this face, and he must not let his son enter the workshop to wield a sledgehammer.

He also knew that it was inappropriate to promote a person who had never worked as a cadre, but he also knew that Shang Tielong would definitely refuse.

Sure enough, when Shang Tielong heard this, he shook his head repeatedly.

"That won't work. He's not even an ordinary worker. How can he become a cadre as soon as he enters the factory? That's absolutely not okay."

Yang Jun said: "Even if he can't be promoted, he can't go to the workshop and suffer. I think so, let him work as a clerk in the Publicity Department. He will work for a while and then decide whether to be promoted or not based on his performance."

Shang Tielong thought that this arrangement would be good, so he stopped insisting.

"Okay, Brother Yang, I'll do as you say. Thank you, brother."

"Thank you, thank you. We brothers are just talking about this."

After chatting about the business, Shang Tielong didn't interrupt him too much, just exchanged a few words and left.

Yang Jun put the invitation on his desk, tidied it up, locked the door and left.

When I got home, as soon as I got off the car, I smelled the aroma of food.

Yang Jun sniffed it and it seemed to smell like braised pork.

On weekdays, the food he took out from the space was not so fragrant.

Yang Jun didn't go back to the backyard and went directly to the kitchen.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Yuying and my second mother Qin Xiuzhi making dinner.

Yang Mei and Ma Xiangxiu were in charge of the cooking, and a group of women were chatting and laughing, with happy smiles on their faces.

"What day is it today? Why are you so happy?" Yang Jun asked with a smile.

After hearing this, the second mother Qin Xiuzhi spoke first.

"Haven't we all bought a house? From now on, we will be considered family members in Sijiu City. We have lived here for more than a year. Everyone is familiar with it, and there is no need for a house warmer. Once our families are combined, we can put it together. If you spend some money to host a banquet, it’s time to celebrate.”

"Yes, today I really realize what home is." Ma Xiangxiu said.

"The family finally has their own nest, and they feel very at ease." Zhou Miaomiao said.

After hearing this, Yang Jun shook his head and smiled.

He could understand their feelings. No matter how long they lived in the house, it still belonged to someone else. After the transfer of ownership today, they truly felt the warmth of home.

That kind of feeling is not something that ordinary people can understand.

(End of this chapter)