"Master, wait for me, there is still wine here."

Xu Damao chased after him.

As soon as Silhu entered the house, he blocked the door.

"Robinson Sun, this is my home, you are not welcome."

Xu Damao glared, frowned and said, "Silly Zhu, don't go too far. I'm keeping in touch with you. What do you have to do here?"

Silly Zhu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Hey, what do you mean by Mr. Guan Zhu? This is my home."

"But the chicken soup is mine."

"Chicken soup? What chicken soup? Did I take it from your hand?"

"Silly Zhu, you..."

Xu Damao stared in anger.

Silly Zhu was right. Yang Jun gave him the chicken soup. Could it be that he dared to ask Yang Jun for the chicken soup back?

Xu Damao looked at Yang Jun.

He found Yang Jun sitting sideways in Shazhu's room and had no intention of inviting him in, so he pointed at Shazhu and said,

"Si Zhu, wait for Master Mao."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he wanted to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Yang Jun told him to stop, then walked up to him, stared at him and said.

"Xu Damao, I hope you stay away from Dr. Ding in the future. If I hear that you pester her again, don't blame me..."

Yang Jun snorted coldly and did not tell the consequences.

But Xu Damao saw a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

He knew that Yang Jun was warning him that if he really dared to pester Ding Qiunan next time, maybe Yang Jun would really attack him.

"Master, I...I won't dare to do it anymore."

Seeing Yang Jun's attitude, Xu Damao understood everything immediately.

Dr. Ding is so beautiful, has good medical skills, and is a cadre. How could he not have any suitors?

Now that Yang Jun was protecting him everywhere, he immediately understood that Dr. Ding must have been having an affair with Yang Jun, otherwise he wouldn't have warned him.

Xu Damao smiled, then put the bottle of good wine in his hand on the ground with a fawning expression.

"You...you drink..."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

"You have a bad temper and need to be dealt with."

Silly Zhu looked at his background and then bent down to pick up the bottle of wine.

"Hey, this thief is a good drinker."

"Tsk, tsk, Jiannanchun, it costs four or five yuan a bottle, Junzi, we are in for a treat."

Silly Zhu returned to the room, took out two wine glasses from the cupboard, and placed them in front of Yang Jun.

Yang Jun stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Brother Zhuzhu, stop pouring. I just finished drinking and my brain is still foggy."

Yang Jun felt like vomiting as soon as he saw the wine. Just now in the backyard, he, Yang Anguo, and Liu Zhi drank more than half a catty, which made their stomachs feel uncomfortable.

"You really don't want to drink?"

"Don't drink."

"Okay, you're not happy with the taste. I'll keep it to myself."

Silly Zhu capped the wine bottle and put it aside.

Silly Zhu glanced at the bowl of simmering chicken soup, turned his eyes and said,

"You just finished eating, so you probably can't drink this chicken soup, right?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and gestured with his chin to bring the chicken soup to Ran Qiuye.

"Come on, wife, you are lacking nutrition now. This is your grandson's honor to you. Don't let down his good intentions."

When Silly Zhu heard that Yang Jun didn't want to drink chicken soup, he held the chicken soup in front of Ran Qiuye.

When Ran Qiuye heard this, his face turned red.

She glanced at Yang Jun, who was sitting aside, and pushed Silly Zhu with her hand, telling him to leave her alone.

Seeing this, Shazhu smiled sheepishly, then walked up to Yang Jun and said,

"Junzi, you are now a big leader, so you must have a lot to talk about."

Yang Jun was speechless and said quietly with his head turned to the sky at a forty-five degree angle,

"You have already said that your grandson is honoring his grandma, how can I have the nerve to drink it?"

"hey-hey."

One sentence made Shazhu and Ran Qiuye laugh.

Later, Yang Jun took out a wad of money and tickets from his pocket and handed them to Si Zhu.

This money is the food expenses for Xiaozao in the cafeteria next month.

He and Yi Qiushui ate Xiao Zao in the same cafeteria every day. Each meal consisted of two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, which cost about forty yuan a month.

This amount of money is completely affordable for them.

The monthly salary for two people is more than 200 yuan, which is enough even if they have three meals a day.

Silly Zhu was neither generous nor capable enough to ask Yang Jun to eat for free in the canteen every day, so he picked up the money ticket, clicked it and put it in his pocket.

"Junzi, brother... I want to ask you something."

After Shazhu collected the money, he rubbed his hands and said sheepishly.

Ran Qiuye, who was sitting next to him, sat up straight and leaned towards this side, staring at Yang Jun expectantly.

Yang Jun was startled when he heard this, but he quickly guessed what Sha Zhu was begging him for.

"Is it something about your father-in-law's family?"

"Yes." Shazhu nodded.

Yang Jun thought for a while and said.

"I remember your father-in-law and mother-in-law studied architecture?"

"ah?"

Silly Zhu was stunned. He was a junior elementary school student. How could he know about architecture?

I talk about my father-in-law, and you talk about architecture.

This is obviously not on the same channel.

Ran Qiuye, who was on the side, moved his position, leaned over and answered for him,

"Brother Junzi, my father studied civil engineering and my mother studied water supply and drainage engineering."

Yang Jun nodded.

He remembered that Ran Qiuye's parents were top students who had returned from studying abroad and were professors at a well-known university. He vaguely remembered that they seemed to teach architecture.

Seeing Yang Jun bowing his head in deep thought, Ran Qiuye and Shazhu didn't dare to disturb him, so they waited nervously aside.

"Junzi, what majors does his parents study have to do with this matter?"

Silly Zhu waited for a long time and finally couldn't help but ask.

Yang Jun crossed his legs and kept tapping his fingers on the table.

"Do you know that our steel rolling mill is building staff dormitories?"

"I know," Shazhu Jiwo nodded and said, "Is it possible that I still have a share?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and looked at him speechlessly.

What good things are you thinking about?

Are you stunned just because you look so good?

"We need a project director to build a staff dormitory. Let your father-in-law come over."

Yang Jun thought about transferring the working relationship of Ran Qiuye's parents to the rolling mill first, so that he would have a direct leadership unit, and then he would not be under the direct jurisdiction of the street.

At that time, they will be assigned a staff dormitory in the name of the steel rolling mill, so that they will be transferred to the street under Aunt Wang's jurisdiction.

With Yang Jun and Aunt Wang taking care of them, no one would touch Ran Qiuye's parents anymore.
To be continued...