the next day.

As soon as Yang Jun arrived at the factory gate, he saw Shitou squatting on the side of the gate waiting for him.

Seeing Yang Jun coming, Shitou stood up quickly and waved to him.

Although Shitou is nominally from the steel rolling mill, he often works at the grain store. The doorman doesn't know him, so naturally he won't let him in.

There are tens of thousands of employees in the steel rolling mill, and it is impossible for the janitor to know everyone.

Yang Jun quickly signaled Ma Juzi to stop.

He waved and let the stone come up.

He turned back to the doorman and said, "Whenever this person comes, he will take him directly to my office."

The captain of the guard team was his nephew Luo Xiaojun. After listening to Yang Jun's words, he looked at the stone carefully, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his mind.

"Yes, director."

Luo Xiaojun saluted, took a step back, and got out of the way.

Just as the car was about to start, I smelled a scent of fragrance and a beautiful figure rushed into the car.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the person clearly, he teased,

"Oh, Sister-in-law Jia's skills are still as good as before. Her movements when mounting the horse are still clean and neat."

Qin Huairu used her little finger to tuck the messy hair on her temples, rolled her eyes and said,

"You should be poor. Once you get serious about it, you will immediately become intimidated."

"Cough...cough..."

Yang Jun's face turned red and he coughed twice.

"Sister-in-law Jia, don't you dare say this nonsense. We are not in the mood to ride a horse now. We will take a car instead."

Qin Huairu's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment.

"Hmph, after all, I still have a thief's heart but not a thief's courage."

Yang Jun glanced at Ma Juzi and Shitou in the car and saw that they were all looking outside as if nothing had happened, so he patted Ma Juzi on the shoulder and motioned for him to drive.

The car stopped, and Yang Jun took Shitou and Qin Huairu upstairs.

When he came to the office, he first asked Qin Huairu to go to Huang Yani's office for a while, and then led Shitou into the office.

"How are the stones and supplies prepared?"

Yang Jun made him a cup of tea and sat down next to him.

"Uncle Yang, don't worry, I've already prepared it here, just waiting for your order."

Shitou took the tea cup, took a sip gently, and then placed it on the coffee table.

"how many?"

"It's much more than originally expected, about 150,000 catties of grain and about 120,000 catties of various meat products."

"so much?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he was immediately shocked.

Unexpectedly, in less than a month, Shitou had prepared so many supplies.

It seems that his farmland system should not be underestimated. Maybe it has been upgraded.

"Uncle Yang, is it too much for the steel rolling mill to eat?"

Shitou asked worriedly.

His brows were frowned so deeply that he could almost pinch a fly to death.

"Hehe, this is nothing. Even if it is ten times more, I can still eat it."

"That's good."

When Shitou heard this, his mind relaxed.

"Let's set the date for this Saturday. What do you think?" Yang Jun asked.

Although Shi Shi was a child of sixteen or seventeen years old, Yang Jun did not treat him as a child.

Being able to provide so much supplies deserves Yang Jun's respect.

"no problem."

At this time, Shitou took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.

"Uncle Yang, I will put the supplies here, and when the time comes, you can just go and pick them up."….

Yang Jun took the note and opened it. It turned out to be a private house in Nancheng.

"Is this place safe?" Yang Jun asked.

Hearing this, Shitou laughed.

"Uncle Yang, it's very safe. This house has been bought by me a long time ago. The yard is big enough and there are many rooms. There are not many people around. Just take it easy."

"You should be careful about this, and you won't make a big mistake."

After hearing this, Yang Jun felt relieved.

In fact, Shitou would be very cautious even without his instructions.

He is more worried about reselling supplies in space than Yang Jun, so naturally he won't make fun of his own life.

"I know, Uncle Yang."

Shitou took out a key from his pocket and placed it in front of Yang Jun.

"Uncle Yang, this is the key to the house."

Yang Jun put the key and the piece of paper into his pocket without even looking at it.

After talking about supplies, the two casually chatted about other things.

"Shitou, have you ever thought about becoming an official? If you have an idea, I can consider it." Yang Jun asked.

Hearing this, Shitou pondered for a moment and said,

"Uncle Yang, actually I don't want to be an official. I just want to live with my grandma and brother. As long as I don't get hungry or freeze, I'll be satisfied."

After saying this, Shitou was silent for a moment, and then continued,

"But, as you know, having money but no power is like a tree without roots. If you want to live a good life, you must have some ability to protect yourself."

Yang Jun laughed when he heard this.

He knew that there was a butt behind Shitou's words.

People who have traveled from later generations have a common problem: they like to be rich.

It must be said that this is a short-sighted and unrealistic idea.

Having money but no power is like a tree without roots and can only be manipulated by others.

Of course, these are deformed values ​​brought about by rapid economic development, and they can’t blame them.

"Okay, don't go around and just tell me which position you want."

Yang Jun raised his hand to signal him to be neater.

Hearing this, Shitou scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Uncle Yang, I know you won't let me in the Security Department."

"Hey, how about you ask the canteen director or the purchasing department chief to arrange for one of these two?"

Yang Jun heard this and tapped him with his hand.

This guy is not stupid. A common problem among time travellers is that they like to run to the security department.

Where is the Security Section? It is Yang Jun's destiny. No one can touch it.

However, he can also understand Shitou's position as canteen director and purchasing section chief.

After all, these two positions are convenient for him to handle the materials in the space.

The director of the canteen, Old Tang, is quite capable, and he is indispensable in the canteen.

As for the position of chief of the procurement department, Yang Jun might consider it.

Lao Wei will retire in less than two years, and Yang Mei will go to work at the guest house during the Chinese New Year, and the position of deputy section chief happens to be vacant.

"Deputy Section Chief of Purchasing Department."

Yang Jun said: "You are still young, so it is unrealistic to lift you up all at once. How about you practice for two years first, and then slowly take over the purchasing department?"

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A trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle Yang, I'm only seventeen years old, how dare you help me?"
To be continued...