Hearing that Yan Fan was dead, Yang Jun was stunned.

However, he did not blame Luo Xiaojun.

After all, they are all doing things for him, so don't be too harsh.

Besides, Yan Fan has been taking drugs all year round and his body has long been drained. He definitely can't stand this kind of torture.

People like Yan Fan waste air when they are alive and waste the land when they die.

It's just a bedbug. If it dies, it dies.

Even if it reduces the burden on the country.

People like Yang Jun who have had blood on their hands lose awe of life. In his eyes, the disappearance of a scum cannot cause much mood swings.

It's not that Yang Jun wants to become such a person, but that he has to become such a person.

If you don't become that kind of person, you will become the kind of person who is bullied.

Yan Fan just thought that he was a cadre and didn't dare to care too much about him. He believed that barefoot people were not afraid of wearing shoes, so he blatantly cheated him out of his money.

A good horse can be ridden by others, and a good person can be bullied by others.

This has been the truth since ancient times.

Yang Jun is not a moral bitch, and he will not wrong himself for the sake of face, self-esteem, etc.

This is the kind of person he is. He doesn't take revenge overnight, otherwise he won't be able to think clearly.

"If you die, just die."

Yang Jun said to Luo Xiaojun: "Have you been discovered by anyone?"

Luo Xiaojun shook his head and said: "No, when we looked for him, we were in an empty house and no one saw him."

"That's good. As long as no one sees it, there will be more room for maneuver."

"Uncle Master, how should we dispose of the body?" Luo Xiaojun frowned.

Yang Jun pondered for a moment and asked, "Are there any external injuries on the body?"

"No, we are professionals and will never leave any injuries."

"Since there were no external injuries...then he was addicted to cigarettes and died, so he just threw the body on the street."

Yang Jun's approach was also carefully considered.

Rather than hiding it, it's better to be upright.

In this era, smokers, half-closed doors, Buddhas, street gangs, alley gangsters, gangsters, and gangsters are everywhere.

Big smokers like Yan Fan are everywhere.

It does not mean that heavy smokers will quit smoking after the new order is established.

In the absence of a source of drugs, those who couldn't quit smoking died one after another. Every day we received several cases of deaths due to addiction.

Besides, heavy smokers like Yan Fan have already been registered with the street office.

If you die, just die. Maybe the street office will be glad that there is one less scourge.

…

Early the next morning.

Luo Xiaojun came to find Yang Jun.

"Uncle Master, you are really amazing. If things go as you expected, the people from the street office determined that Yan Fan died because of his addiction to cigarettes. Now the body has been taken away for cremation."

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

There was no change in his face.

There are many ways to deal with things. Even if someone suspects that there is something unusual about Yan Fan's death, he still has hundreds of ways to solve the problem.

"Don't be careless about this. Pay more attention to the movements recently."

"Don't worry, uncle, I've made arrangements for everyone."

Yang Jun returned to his desk, opened the drawer, and with a thought, there were two large yellow croakers in the drawer.

"You have worked hard recently, take this little money back and treat your brothers to a drink."….

"In addition, starting from tomorrow, I will transfer you and a group of your fellow students to the research institute, and you will be the chief of the security department."

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Uncle, thank you, don't worry, I will always follow your lead and be a gun in your hand, shooting wherever you point."

Luo Xiaojun was not polite and kicked two large yellow croakers directly into his pocket.

After doing such a big thing, he also needs a lot of money to appease his brothers.

He is

An ordinary worker cannot afford this amount of money.

"Well, do your best, uncle, I will never treat you badly."

Yang Jun patted his shoulder and said.

"Oh, by the way, I'll tidy up the house in the next two days. I'll have someone come over and decorate it in two days."

"Don't worry, uncle, I'll take care of this."

"Okay, go get busy."

After Luo Xiaojun left, Yang Jun immediately went downstairs to find Qian Kun from the HR Department.

On the same day, Luo Xiaojun and dozens of his fellow apprentices were all transferred to the research institute.

There are only two of our own people at the institute, Yang Anguo and He Dazhuang. The rest are temporarily transferred from the steel rolling mill. After the training is over, they will still have to return to the steel rolling mill.

The security department of the steel rolling mill is basically composed of people from Wang Erwa's village. As the saying goes, once the emperor is the emperor, there are ministers. After Yang Jun leaves, Wang Erwa will definitely reuse the people he brought.

Therefore, these people who hang out with Yang Jun will definitely step aside.

Rather than that, it would be better to transfer them all to the institute at once.

Of course, this is what Wang Erwa wants to see.

It would be difficult for him to deal with people like Luo Xiaojun if they stayed here.

While Yang Jun transferred people like Luo Xiaojun, he also transferred Sun Zhaodi's younger brother Sun Zhaocai and Ma Wumei.

These people were all people he had cultivated over the years and were loyal to him. There was no reason for him to let them go.

After completing the transfer procedures, it was already noon.

Huang Yani brought him two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, from the guest house next door. Yang Jun didn't eat either, so he drove out alone.

The car drove for more than half an hour and stopped in front of Yang Qingxiang's house.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Lao Wu and a few people repairing the house.

"Mr. Yang, you are here."

When Lao Wu saw Yang Jun coming, he quickly put down what he was doing and came over to greet him.

He took out the big bag of cigarettes that cost 30 cents a pack, shook it, and handed over the whole box of cigarettes.

"If your hands are dirty, you can pull them out yourself."

Yang Jun didn't mind the smoke, so he took one and clamped it to his ear.

Even if he doesn't smoke, Lao Wu still has to give him face.

"Lao Wu, I've already told you, just call me Lao Yang. Don't refer to me as Mr. Yang. It sounds very awkward."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely change it next time."

How dare you, Lao Wu?

He heard last night that Yan Fan was dead.

He knew better than anyone how Yan Fan died.

He didn’t believe what the street office said. He died of a cigarette addiction.

How can there be such a coincidence in this world? In the morning, this person offended Yang Jun, and in the afternoon, this person died on the street.

If you say that there is nothing wrong with Yang Jun here, you won't believe it even if you kill him.

He was afraid of Yang Jun before, but now he is even more afraid of him.

This is too cruel, killing someone just because they cheated him out of a thousand yuan...

Lao Wu is now both respectful and afraid of Yang Jun. Even if he is asked to call him Lao Yang, he will not dare even if he is brave enough.

Today, when he came to decorate the yard, he could tell at a glance what Yang Qingxiang was about.

Now, which capable person doesn’t raise a woman outside?

He also knows that there are some things that he cannot interfere with.

Don’t say what you shouldn’t say, don’t read what you shouldn’t see, and try to be a deaf-mute.
To be continued...