Siheyuan: Domineering life

"Uncle Master, Chengzhi's schooling has been arranged."

On this day, Luo Xiaojun reported his work to Yang Jun in the air-conditioned room.

“Here’s her acceptance letter.”

After saying that, Luo Xiaojun placed an admission letter in front of Yang Jun.

Yang Jun was lying on the rattan chair, and he sighed when he heard this.

To be honest, he really felt ashamed about this matter. As a high-ranking leader, his children actually went to college in this way. It would be embarrassing if people spread the word.

This was true for his son Yang Chengdao, his daughter Yang Chengzhi, and even his son-in-law Guo Xiaohuan was admitted to college through his connections. He got a headache when he thought that no one in his family was capable of going to school.

However, the only thing that made him happy was that his second son Yang Chengcai was admitted to Yanjing University, and he was very proud.

The admission letter was placed in front of him, but Yang Jun didn't even look at it. He felt that it would be more humiliating if he looked at it any more.

"Has the Guo family received the admission letter?" Yang Jun asked.

"Received." Luo Xiaojun replied, "I had someone deliver the notice this morning."

"in addition……"

Having said this, he turned around and glanced at Sun Zhaocai behind him, and said, "I have also received the notice from Xiaopeng, the second boy of the Zhaocai family."

Sun Zhaocai heard this and said with a chuckle, "Thank you, Brother Xiaojun."

Luo Xiaojun rolled his eyes and said, "Don't thank me. Thank your uncle instead."

"Thank you, Uncle Yang." Sun Zhaocai said to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun just rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"I'm glad you got it."

After that, he asked again: "Are all the people from the island okay?"

"They are all fine and are now at their posts. No one has noticed anything unusual." Luo Xiaojun.

"What are the current occupations of those three people?" Yang Jun asked again.

"The three of them currently have their own jobs. One of them is a butcher in the Dongdan Vegetable Market, one of them is a reporter in a newspaper, and the last one..."

At this point, Luo Xiaojun couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle Master, you may not believe this, but the last person's job was a little surprising."

"Oh, what kind of unexpected method?" Yang Jun suddenly became interested.

"He worked as a crematorium worker."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun couldn't help but laugh.

"A cremator is good, it will be more convenient for us in the future."

"Who says it's not true? When he found this job himself and reported it to me, I was also quite surprised. It's like a pillow for a sleepy person."

Yang Jun heard this and waved his hand, saying, "That's not very safe."

"So what do you mean, uncle?"

Yang Jun sat up from the rattan chair and thought for a moment before saying, "Let's buy the crematorium where he works. This will make things easier in the future."

"But Uncle Master...the crematorium is a public institution and cannot be bought or sold."

"Then make all the people in the crematorium your own people." After a slight pause, Yang Jun continued, "By the way, let that person be the director of the crematorium."

"Okay, this is a good idea. If he becomes the director, everything will be much more convenient." Luo Xiaojun clapped his hands.

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes at him.

"You've been with me for so many years, how come you can't even handle such a small matter?"

Luo Xiaojun listened and smiled slightly.

He didn't say anything, but took out a letter of appointment from his pocket and placed it in front of Yang Jun.

"What?" Yang Jun asked.

"Uncle Master, you will know once you see it." Luo Xiaojun said with a smile.

Yang Jun took it and took a look. It seemed to be a letter of appointment.

"Qian Wang is hereby appointed as the director of the crematorium..."

Yang Jun suddenly looked up at Luo Xiaojun and said, "You have been thinking about me for a long time, but you deliberately made me look bad?"

"Hehe, doesn't this make our uncle seem wise?" Luo Xiaojun said with a smile.

"When did you start to flatter?" Yang Jun threw the appointment letter directly in his face and said, "Do your job honestly in the future. Don't let this kind of clever trick happen again."

Although Yang Jun said these words angrily, there was more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Luo Xiaojun.

Who doesn't want to have a sensible subordinate? Luo Xiaojun wants to be ahead of him in matters, share his worries, and do things so meticulously. What else does he have to worry about? Moreover, Luo Xiaojun is not only cautious and prudent, but also well versed in the ways of the world. He must give enough face in front of the leader, and then tell his plan. Even if the leader knows it, he will not blame him, but will only think that he has the desire to show off. Such people with aspirations are controllable in the eyes of leaders, but they are afraid of those who have no desires. Yang Jun absolutely dare not use such people.

"Yes, uncle."

After saying that, Luo Xiaojun laughed again.

"I don't worry about what you do, but..."

At this point, Yang Jun paused for a moment, then continued, "However, let someone else be the director, and let Qian Wang be the deputy, so as not to attract too much attention."

“I really didn’t expect this…”

Luo Xiaojun straightened his chest and said, "Uncle Master, don't worry. I'll issue him a new letter of appointment later."

Afterwards, the two of them chatted about other work for a while.

"By the way, your Yucheng has been following Chengdao. Do you know what he has been busy with recently?"

Seeing Luo Xiaojun's puzzled look, Yang Jun explained: "Since Cheng Dao took over the family business, this guy has rarely come to chat with me. I haven't seen him for days. I don't want to interfere in his affairs, lest he think I'm spying on him."

After hearing this, Luo Xiaojun also smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Master, Cheng Dao won't talk to you, and my kid won't talk to me either."

"Ever since he followed Cheng Dao, he has become a completely different person. He is even more tight-lipped than before and doesn't dare to say anything to me. If I ask him too urgently, he won't come home for several months."

"Even you don't know what they are doing?" Yang Jun was a little angry after hearing this.

"Of course not."

Seeing Yang Jun was angry, Luo Xiaojun said quickly: "How could I not release him in front of Cheng Dao? But the information I got is not so accurate."

After a slight pause, he continued, "Cheng Dao is now in Shanxi, and seems to be reforming more than a hundred mines. It seems that he had some conflicts with Yang Anguo before, which was quite unpleasant. Later, Cheng Dao used tough measures, and Anguo had no choice but to give in. He is currently carrying out reforms."

After hearing this, Yang Jun finally understood why Yang Anguo came to see him a few days ago.

On the one hand, he complained to Yang Jun, and on the other hand, it was about Huang He and his relationship with Yang Chengdao.

In the past, he was the one who managed the mine under Yang Jun, and no one opposed him no matter what decision he made. Now that Yang Chengdao has taken over the family business, he wants to reform the mine, which conflicts with his previous measures and policies, and this is why unpleasant things happened.

Yang Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Let An Guo come out from the mine and let him be responsible for the procurement of materials for the shelter."

"Uncle Master, what are you doing..."

Luo Xiaojun was somewhat shocked by Yang Jun's decision.

After all, Yang Anguo has been in charge of the mine affairs for so many years. It is indeed a bit unexpected that he was let go so suddenly. It gives people a feeling of being abandoned.

"I will eliminate all those who stand in the way." Yang Jun said in a deep voice.

After that, he paused for a moment and explained, "On the one hand, Cheng Dao is the successor I chose, and I must support him unconditionally. On the other hand, I don't want to see the internal strife between the uncle and nephew." "Uncle, I really admire you." Luo Xiaojun gave Yang Jun a thumbs up and said, "You are really courageous. If this matter were put on someone else, I guess they wouldn't handle it as well as you."

"However, I'm afraid An Guo won't be too happy about it."

"He is not willing to endure it, what else does he want?" Yang Jun said in a deep voice.

"I've been holding back, hehe." Luo Xiaojun smiled.

Afterwards, the two stopped talking about it.

"By the way, what's going on on the Orphan Island?" Yang Jun suddenly asked.

"According to your instructions, He Dazhuang, Jiang Haitao and others have already started recruiting students. I think they have almost enrolled enough students now."

"That's good."

After a slight pause, Yang Jun continued, "Are the people I asked you to prepare ready?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he immediately became serious.

Some time ago, Yang Jun asked him to prepare some people, saying that he had something to do, but he didn't expect them to come so soon.

"It's ready, just waiting for your order."

"Okay, let them be on standby for the next two days. I will give orders at any time."

"Yes, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun did not ask what happened specifically. He was a qualified security guard, so he would never ask anything that Yang Jun didn't tell him. Since he wasn't told, then he couldn't tell it. He understood the principle that things should be kept secret.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while before Luo Xiaojun left.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, guests came to our house.

The person who came was none other than Wang Erwa who had been away for a long time.

Since Ji Deming’s funeral, they, a group of comrades, have never gathered together again.

"Come on, Lao Wang, eat some watermelon to cool down."

Yang Jun asked Sun Zhaocai to take out the chilled watermelon.

Wang Erwa held a cigarette in his mouth and narrowed his eyes as he said, "I won't eat the watermelon. Hurry up and have someone prepare some wine and food. I want to have a drink with you."

"Hey, are you troubled?"

Yang Jun didn't say anything and waved to Sun Zhaocai, who immediately went to the backyard to prepare wine and food.

"Hey, don't mention it, I..."

Wang Erwa was about to say something when he turned around and saw Shazhu still hiding in the corner eating fruit, so he quickly shut up.

"Shazhu, go outside for a while." Yang Jun said.

Sha Zhu was enjoying eating peaches. When he heard Yang Jun asking him to go out, he was stunned for a moment, but he glanced at Wang Erwa, said nothing, and went out with the fruit.

"There's no one here now, go ahead and speak." Yang Jun said.

"I've been embarrassed so much lately that I'm too ashamed to see anyone." Wang Erwa cursed.

"Hey, hurry up and tell me something, and make me happy." Yang Jun's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Fuck you, I'm here to drink with you, not to make fun of you."

"Will you tell me or not?" Yang Jun blinked at him a few times.

Since Wang Erwa is here, he must speak. Yang Jun is the only one in the world who knows him best.

"Did not say."

Wang Erwa glared and said, "I won't tell you. You'll die of suffocation."

"Haha, let's see who suffocates to death first." Yang Jun looked at him with a smile.

"Humph."

Wang Erwa turned his face away and ignored him.

But less than five seconds later, Wang Erwa finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Well, I'll tell you, to satisfy your curiosity."

"Haha." Yang Jun laughed when he heard it and said, "I think you are afraid of being suffocated to death?"

"So are you going to listen or not?" Wang Erwa glared.

"I don't want to listen." Yang Jun said, and laughed again.

He knew Wang Erwa too well. This guy was not the kind of person who could keep his thoughts to himself. The more you didn't want to listen, the more he wanted to tell you, and he would tell you in great detail.

This move worked for him every time.

"Your uncle's."

Wang Erwa cursed, then took off his shoes and squatted on the stool.

"This matter has to start from Lao Ji's funeral."

"Why is it related to Lao Ji?" Yang Jun.

"Stop interrupting, do you still want to listen?"

Wang Erwa glared at him and said, "During the days when Lao Ji's funeral was held, you were lying in the hospital. At that time, Lao Li and I..."

Afterwards, Wang Erwa talked about what happened that day.

It turned out that Lao Ji was buried that day, and a few of them went to see him off as old comrades-in-arms. But when they arrived at the cemetery, Wang Erwa unexpectedly discovered that his name was added to the tombstone of his wife Wang Xiaocui. His name was clearly written on it. At first he thought it was a mistake made by someone with the same name, but when he looked at the names on the tombstone, he saw the names of his two sons. Even if there are coincidences in the world, it can't be such a coincidence. The names of the father and sons are both correct, and this is the tomb of his first wife Wang Xiaocui.

He got furious at the time, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He simply dug up the cemetery, but to his surprise, there was nothing inside except Wang Xiaocui's ashes.

Later, he went to settle accounts with his two sons. The two boys dodged at first and refused to admit it, but later, under his pressure, they told the truth. They said that seeing that Wang Erwa and his current wife Bai Jing were in love, they were afraid that Wang Erwa would not be able to be buried with his mother Wang Xiaocui after a hundred years, so they secretly asked someone to build a joint burial tomb for him.

Wang Erwa was so angry at the time that he started beating his son with a stick. Unexpectedly, his high blood pressure came back and he was sent to the hospital. He stayed there for half a month and was discharged a few days ago.

After listening to Wang Erwa's story, Yang Jun couldn't help laughing.

"You didn't even tell me you were in the hospital. I'm going to go see you."

Yang Jun felt a little sorry for not informing his old comrade-in-arms that he was in the hospital, because his old comrade had visited him several times when he was in the hospital.

"What are you talking about? Am I telling you to go and see a joke?" Wang Erwa rolled his eyes.

"Haha, I can't be sure about that." Yang Jun said with a smile.

"Fuck you." Wang Erwa rolled his eyes.

"By the way, Old Wang, how are your funeral arrangements going? Who will you be buried with after a hundred years?"

Wang Erwa had three wives in his life. His first wife, Wang Xiaocui, died of illness, and his second wife, Linda, also died unexpectedly. Currently, he has a very good relationship with his third wife, Bai Jing. The two of them often go out together and have a very good relationship.

Yang Jun felt somewhat envious of their relationship. No wonder his two sons were worried.

"Hehe, how can I arrange it?"

Wang Erwa smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I will be able to decide what happens next when I close my eyes and kick my legs?"

"Whatever they want, it's just over 100 pounds, let them do whatever they want." (End of this chapter)