The next day, Yang Jun accompanied Yi Qiushui to the hospital to give the child an intravenous drip.

Being too famous is not a good thing, but being famous has its benefits.

Luo Yanhong directly arranged a private room and assigned two senior nurses to accompany her throughout the process.

The two nurses not only took care of injections and medicines, but also served tea and water to the leaders. Yang Jun felt very uncomfortable staying there, so he said hello to Yi Qiushui and went to the guest house of the steel rolling mill.

The guest house and the hospital are next to each other, so you can reach them in just a few steps.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Yang Jun went directly to Yang Anbang's office.

"The child is sick. Come to the hospital to see him."

Yang Jun found a chair and sat down by himself.

"Ah? Is the child okay?"

Yang Anbang said worriedly while pouring water.

"It's nothing serious. It's just a common minor illness. I'll be on the water for two days and it'll be fine."

"Oh, it's okay. I'll let Hongmei take care of the child for two days later."

"No need, there are so many people in the family, we can take care of them," Yang Jun said.

There are so many people in the family that Yang Jun has not officially hugged his son yet.

Yang Anbang made tea and brought it to Yang Jun, then returned to his desk.

I grabbed the phone and dialed.

"Hey, canteen? Let Master Nan cook some of his specialty dishes and bring them over."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Brother, don't leave later, have a drink."

Yang Jun said: "I have never drank alcohol in the early morning. I am a bit unaccustomed to it."

"Hey, this is Qingshui Yamen. I only do that every day. If you get drunk, just rest here with me. There are plenty of rooms anyway."

Yang Jun took a sip of tea and felt a little astringent.

"You guys are just trying to fool me with this kind of tea?"

"Brother, please go around me. This is the best tea in our shopping mall. If you still dislike it, then I really have no choice." Yang Anbang said with a bitter face.

"This old Mu is getting more and more lazy, and he actually uses this kind of tea as inferior quality." Yang Jun said.

"Hey, don't rely on Lao Mu. Since Lao Mu became the deputy director, the mall is no longer under his control. The quality of the mall's products has indeed declined."

"Who is in charge of the mall now?" Yang Jun asked.

"The former deputy section chief of the Labor and Human Resources Department who was transferred here seems to be named Li Deming."

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

He knew this Li Deming. His working ability was average and he was honest. If he could do an ordinary job, he would be fine in a shopping mall.

Purchasing and shipping goods is also an art activity. If you don't have two brushes, you really can't do it.

Although it is a seller's market now, and we don't have to worry about customer sources for the time being, it is really not possible to develop in the long term. We must find someone with experience to take over.

After much thought, I couldn't find a suitable candidate.

"Do you have any suitable candidates at the mall?" Yang Jun asked.

"Brother, what do you mean? The person in charge of the shopping mall asked me to recommend it?" Yang Anbang asked in surprise.

"What? There is no suitable candidate?" Yang Jun narrowed his eyes and said.

When Yang Anbang heard this, excitement flashed across his face.

Recently, he heard that Yang Jun was vigorously promoting his own people.

Yang Mei and Liu Zhi have both been promoted, is it possible that he will be promoted too?

"Brother, are you planning to promote me?"

"You have been working in a guest house for several years and have accumulated a certain amount of work experience. I plan to transfer you to the logistics department of the steel rolling mill. What do you think?"

When Yang Anbang heard this, he immediately became excited.

"Brother, I can do it."

Even if you are not competent, you still have to be competent.

If you pass this village, there really won’t be that store.

It's rare that Yang Jun is so happy. He definitely can't let this opportunity pass him by.

"Brother, if I am transferred to the logistics department, who will take over the guest house?"

"Isn't your daughter-in-law Zhao Hongmei's name in the factory? Why don't you just stop using her name and let her take over your shift?" Yang Jun said.

"ah?"

Yang Anbang opened his mouth wide, looking in disbelief.

"Brother, Hongmei is just a rural woman who cannot read a word. Is it appropriate for her to take over the guest house?"

Yang Jun smiled and said: "Anbang, let me ask you, what is the main factor that determines whether a person is qualified for this job? Is it ability? Is it qualifications?"

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

Then it dawned on me.

"Brother, I understand, abilities and qualifications are not important, the key is your own people."

"Brother, don't worry, I will ask Hongmei to report later."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed to Yang Jun.

"Brother, thank you!"

Yang Jun gave him a little help.

"No matter how polite you are, you are all family members and you should do it."

The two chatted for a while, and then someone from the guest house's cafeteria brought the food.

Yang Anbang stood at the door and took the food without letting anyone in.

After staying with Yang Jun for a long time, he also knew that Yang Jun's safety was very important, so he tried his best not to let anyone know that Yang Jun was here.

"Brother, here's a toast to you."

Yang Anbang raised his cup and said.

Yang Jun shook the cup and then drank by himself.

When Yang Anbang saw this, he didn't care.

He has long been accustomed to Yang Jun's drinking style.

Drinking is just drinking, don’t do the trick of giving out drinks and forcing people to drink, just drink as much as you can.

Moreover, Yang Jun doesn't like false things the most. You toast me a toast, I toast you a toast, you come and go, it's like doing business.

After a while, two glasses of wine were consumed, and the conversation between the two began.

"Brother, now that you are done, some things should be put on the agenda." Yang Anbang said.

"What's up?"

Yang Jun asked with squinted eyes.

"When do you think the mausoleum of eldest father will be moved back to his hometown?"

"Move the grave?"

Yang Jun said dissatisfied: "Okay, what kind of tomb should we move?"

Yang Jun knew that there was a custom in his hometown that as soon as society became prosperous, he would usually build a monument for his ancestors.

Look at those fields, there are graves everywhere, but very few monuments.

Even landlords and wealthy people rarely build monuments because they cannot afford the money.

You must know that erecting a monument requires a large amount of money. It is like holding a funeral all over again. Relatives and friends must be invited, Feng Shui masters must be invited, and countless firecrackers must be bought from home to the cemetery, especially if you move to another place.

For graves, firecrackers are set off at every intersection, and people are hired to engrave monuments, monuments, etc., all of which cost a lot of money.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! All in all, moving a grave costs more money than organizing three funerals.

If you look at TV, those who erect monuments for people who have just died are all lies. For example, if one of the husband and wife dies and the other person is still alive, you cannot erect a monument. Only when both husband and wife have passed away, and there is a monument on it.

No parents or elders can erect monuments.

Although his father Yang Gui is gone, his mother Wang Yuying is still there, and his grandfather Yang Wenhou is still there. No matter what, Yang Gui cannot erect a monument.

If you just move the grave, let the fallen leaves return to their roots.
To be continued...