Siheyuan: Domineering life

In the next few days, Yang Jun was busy.

His godsons and goddaughters are coming to give him holiday gifts these days, and old friends and comrades are also coming to visit him one after another. He has almost no free time every day. After all, it is the end of the year, and he has to move around when he should. Yang Jun is no exception. However, he did not visit anyone. With his current status, there is almost no one worth visiting.

This is the advantage of being at the top of the pyramid, standing high and seeing far, without having to look up to see other people's faces, or bend down to bow. This is the position he has achieved after twenty years of struggle.

The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Just after seeing off an old comrade, his godson Yang Chengwu arrived.

"Godfather, I wish you a happy new year in advance."

Yang Chengwu put the luggage in his hand aside, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Jun.

Seeing this, his wife and three children also knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Jun.

"Happy New Year to godfather."

"Happy New Year to Grandpa Gan."

Seeing this, Yang Jun hurried forward and helped them up.

"Everyone, get up. No need to be so polite."

Yang Jun pulled his three godgrandsons up from the ground, took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket, and gave one to each of them.

"Everyone has one, and there will be one tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you, Grandpa Gan." Several children hurriedly expressed their gratitude.

"Thank you, godfather." Yang Chengwu's wife took the red envelope and thanked him repeatedly.

"What are you thanking me for? Hurry and take the child inside to warm up."

Yang Jun motioned for her to bring the child into the house to warm up.

Then he winked at Yang Chengwu.

Seeing this, Yang Chengwu hurriedly handed the gift in his hand to his wife, and then followed Yang Jun to the glass house by the pond.

"When did you come back?"

Arriving at the air-conditioned room, Yang Jun asked as he took off his coat.

After he hung up the clothes, he started to make tea.

"I came back last night."

Yang Chengwu also began to take off his coat, saying as he did so: "I wanted to come here the first time, but it was already very late, and I was afraid of disturbing my godfather's rest, so I didn't come."

"Well, it's nothing serious and there's no need to rush over."

Yang Jun motioned for him to sit down, and then they chatted while waiting for the tea to boil.

"How's the progress of Doomsday Shelter?"

"Originally, the road was going to be open to traffic by the end of the year, but there was a lot of rain in the last few days, which caused construction to be delayed. So... I guess we can only wait until the beginning of next spring." Yang Chengwu.

Yang Chengwu was telling the truth. He knew the weather in your province. The saying "there is no three-day clear sky, and no three-mile flat land" is exactly what he meant by your province. The weather there is unpredictable. It rains seven out of ten days, resulting in many projects not being completed on time. What's more, once it rains, the roads in the mountains are completely impassable, resulting in many equipment and materials being unable to be transported in. Therefore, the full line that was originally scheduled to be opened to traffic by the end of the year can only be postponed to after the New Year.

"There's no need to be so anxious. The Doomsday Shelter is just a precaution and it's not needed now." Yang Jun said.

The Doomsday Shelter is purely his hobby, mainly because he has a lot of money to burn.

In the past few years, he made a lot of money and accumulated a lot of capital, but he had nowhere to spend it, so he thought of building such a money-burning doomsday shelter project. In fact, there would be no big fireworks at all, and at least the next 20 years of the world would be safe.

There are still thirty years left before that time, and as long as the doomsday shelter can be built within thirty years, it will be enough.

Anyway, there's no rush.

"I know, godfather. The main reason is that I want to finish the work one day earlier so that I can feel at ease."

Yang Chengwu smiled and said, "Besides, this kind of thing also has an exact time. Maybe the fireworks will be set off tomorrow. No one can tell, hehe."

“Stop being alarmist.”

Yang Jun glared at him and said unhappily: "I will set off fireworks for you tomorrow."

"Hey, okay, tomorrow we will both release it together."

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and every household will set off fireworks, so Yang Jun and his father both seemed to be hinting at something.

"When the road is open to traffic, I plan to go and take a look." Yang Jun suddenly said.

When Yang Chengwu heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

"Okay, I'll tell you when the whole line is open to traffic."

"Is there any change in the location of the shelter?" Yang Jun asked again.

"No change, it's still the same address." Yang Chengwu continued, "The area around that mountain is 800 kilometers long and is made of solid granite. The shelter is right in the middle, and there's a buffer zone of at least 700 kilometers around it. It's no problem to even set off fireworks above the shelter."

"Well, it's good that there is no change."

Yang Jun knocked on the table with his hand and said, "We are not short of money, so we don't have to worry about it. We can hire more engineering teams and try to shorten the construction period. Under the premise of ensuring the construction period, we can build a larger shelter appropriately, so that it can at least accommodate 300,000 people for a hundred years."

"Yes, godfather, we are working according to this setting." Yang Chengwu echoed.

"Well, if you pay attention to this matter, Godfather will be relieved."

After that, the father and son stopped talking about the Doomsday Shelter and started talking about work instead.

"By the way, what do you think of Yang Tang's work ability?" Yang Jun suddenly asked.

"I don't know."

Yang Chengwu laughed dryly and said, "My mind is all on the Doomsday Shelter. Everything in the unit is handled by my deputy Yang Tang. I am basically dispensable now."

"However, I heard from my subordinates that Yang Tang is quite capable at work. He managed the affairs of the unit in an orderly manner in just two months, and also carried out many reforms, which greatly improved work efficiency."

“I think he’s a talented person.”

Seeing that Yang Chengwu had such a high opinion of Yang Tang, Yang Jun felt relieved.

"He sidelined you, aren't you angry?" Yang Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at him teasingly.

"Why am I so angry?"

Yang Chengwu smiled and said, "I know he is your man, godfather, so of course I am not worried about him. Even if he really sidelines me, godfather, can you still ignore me?"

"You're a smart kid."

After saying that, Yang Jun suddenly said solemnly: "Xiao Wu, this Yang Tang is a very, very important person to my godfather. He, like you, is my closest relative. I don't want any conflicts between you two."

"The reason why I asked him to take over your job temporarily is mainly because I'm afraid that if this position is left vacant for too long, people will gossip about it. Besides, you don't have time to take care of the company's affairs, so it's time for someone to take over your job."

Having said this, he paused for a moment and continued, "But don't worry, this is only temporary. When your matter at the shelter is over, Godfather will make new arrangements for you."

Yang Chengwu: "Godfather, you don't need to say anything. I understand the truth. Please rest assured that there is no conflict between Yang Tang and me, not now and not in the future. Since he is an important person to you, he is also my Xiaowu's benefactor. I will not have any complaints."

"Well, godfather is relieved that you think so." Yang Jun patted his shoulder.

The two chatted about work for a while and then turned the topic to Xiaoliu.

"Today is the 29th. Are Xiaoliu and Lucy not planning to come back to celebrate the New Year?" Yang Jun asked.

"Going back."

Yang Chengwu smiled and said, "We just talked on the phone this morning. The two of them just got on the plane and they probably won't arrive until very late."

"Oh, I hope I can come back in time for the New Year."

After hearing this, Yang Jun felt much more relieved.

Now he is really afraid of hearing that Xiaoliu will never come back one day. I believe every father can understand that feeling.

With Xiaoliu's personality, Yang Jun would not be surprised if he heard about her misfortune one day. In fact, he had already prepared himself to lose Yang Chengliu, but God still favored him, and the thing he was worried about did not happen in the end. "Oh, did they succeed in challenging the Altun No Man's Land on foot?" Yang Jun asked.

This is Yang Chengliu's second time to challenge the Altun No Man's Land on foot. The last time he had to give up halfway due to supply problems. It is not known whether he will succeed this time. However, Yang Jun does not have much hope for it. Even a normal person may not be able to cross it safely, let alone Xiaoliu who has disabled legs.

"Oh, it definitely didn't work."

Yang Chengwu smiled bitterly and said, "Godfather, you know that Xiaoliu's legs..."

When Yang Chengwu thought of his sister Cheng Yangliu who had lost both legs, he was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.

"It's okay if it didn't succeed. If it did, she would have nothing to do."

Yang Jun comforted him: "At least you can keep some thoughts for next time."

"In the future, if she challenges the Alkin No Man's Land again, don't stop her."

"I understand, godfather." Yang Chengwu.

Inadvertently, he also discovered that Yang Jun's view on Xiaoliu's adventure had changed a lot. At least he was not as strongly opposed as before, and seemed to have accepted the arrangement of fate.

In fact, they both knew in their hearts that they had already prepared themselves to lose Yang Chengliu, but no one had spoken of this heavy topic.

Then they changed the heavy topic.

The father and son sat there, drinking tea and chatting.

At this time, I saw a person walking towards the pond from afar.

This person was none other than the long-lost Ma Juzi.

"elder brother!"

Ma Juzi kept waving and greeting Yang Jun through the glass.

A gust of cold wind blew in, and the foal soon appeared in the glass house.

"Brother!" Ma Juzi called again.

"coming."

Yang Jun greeted him with a smile, then pointed to a row of small benches on the side and motioned for him to sit down.

"Xiaowu is here too."

"Uncle Ma, I just arrived."

Xiaowu quickly greeted him and enthusiastically handed him a cigarette and lit it.

The two of them seem to have a very harmonious relationship and it seems that they have a good personal relationship.

"Smoke mine and try the cigarettes I brought from your province." Yang Chengwu.

"Okay, I'll try your province's cigarettes."

Ma Juzi put away his cigarette and took the cigarette that Xiaowu handed to him.

"Godfather, would you like one?"

After lighting the fire for Ma Juzi, Yang Chengwu remembered that he had not given Yang Jun cigarettes yet.

Yang Jun said with a dark face: "You are really good, you don't take your godfather seriously."

"Godfather, you are wronging me. Even if I don't take myself seriously, I dare not put you in my eyes."

Yang Chengwu quickly smiled and said, "I was just thinking about reporting to you about my work and forgot about giving out cigarettes."

Yang Jun took the cigarette he handed over and put it under his nose to smell it.

Seeing this, Yang Chengwu quickly lit the fire for him.

Yang Jun took a puff and felt a little burning in his throat, then he frowned and put out the cigarette.

"Is it hard to smoke?" Yang Chengwu asked.

"It hurts my throat." Yang Jun.

"It does sting your throat, but it's not as good as a cigarette." Ma Juzi took two puffs and put it out, then took out his cigarette: "Just smoke mine."

Afterwards, he personally lit the fire for Yang Jun.

"This cigarette does cause some irritation in the throat. I wasn't used to it when I first started smoking it. But in that mountain village, I couldn't buy cigarettes at all, so I had to make do with it. Later I got used to it." Yang Chengwu.

"You should have told me earlier. I don't have many other cigarettes, but I have a lot of Huazi. Uncle Ma will give you a box later." Ma Juzi.

"Thank you, Uncle Ma."

"What are you thanking me for? We are already so familiar with each other."

Seeing their enthusiasm, Yang Jun said with a dark face: "You two, one is responsible for building the doomsday shelter, and the other is responsible for purchasing supplies. Are you teaming up to cheat me out of money?"

The two were stunned for a moment when they heard this.

Then, they all said in unison: "You are really wronging us."

Ma Juzi blushed and said, "Brother, although we are both busy with the affairs of the Doomsday Shelter, we have no intersection. We are each responsible for our own affairs. We don't have the opportunity to meet each other at ordinary times, let alone team up to cheat you out of money."

"Godfather, we don't have it."

Yang Chengwu didn't explain much and looked aggrieved.

"Okay, it's just a joke, isn't it?"

Yang Jun also knew that it was impossible for them to work together to cheat him of his money. After all, they were the affairs of two different units, and they had their own financial accounting systems. There was no overlap in their work at all, and the possibility of them working together to cheat him of his money was zero.

"No." Ma Juzi stiffened his neck and said, "Brother, you can't joke like that. You don't trust us."

"If you don't trust us, you can send someone to check the accounts, and we will cooperate."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun raised his hand to hit him.

However, it didn't fall in the end.

"I told you it was just a joke, why are you still talking? Do you believe I will spank you?"

"Believe me, there is nothing you dare not do." Ma Juzi rolled his eyes.

"You're a wise boy."

Afterwards, Ma Juzi reported to Yang Jun on the progress of procurement work.

There is still some time before the doomsday shelter is built, so there is no need to purchase supplies now. We are just contacting suppliers and making reservations in advance. We will purchase them immediately after the doomsday shelter is built.

The work went very smoothly. Even if there were difficulties, they were all minor ones and there was no need for Yang Jun to help. Ma Juzi could solve them on his own.

Before they knew it, the three of them had been chatting for more than three hours.

At this time, it was already evening and the sky was slightly dark.

Yang Qingxiang sent someone to invite them to dinner, saying that dinner was ready.

"Okay, let's stop here first and talk while we eat." Yang Jun patted his butt and started to get dressed.

"Brother, I want to drink, you have to take care of it." Ma Juzi said with a smile.

"Nonsense, when have I ever stopped you from drinking while having a meal?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him.

"Hey, brother, I'm talking about that kind of wine." She looked at him with a smile.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Then laughed.

"Okay, I hope you don't go the old way of making money." (End of this chapter)