After so many years of training, Wang Erwa and Li Lixin have gradually matured.

It's time to let them take charge.

Yang Jun's career is now on a smooth path. In addition to having a firm stance, he also needs support from his own people.

Now he only has a few of his own people in the work unit. Except for Yu Deshui and Wang Erwa, the others are all old people left by Guo Caocao. Although these people listen to him on the surface, there are many people who rely on their old age and work for him behind the scenes.

Naozi, if it weren't for the overall situation, Yang Jun would have wanted to carry out a major blood change.

Therefore, it is urgent to promote our own people.

On this day, Yang Jun just came out of Yang Qingxiang's house and went to a state-owned hotel opposite.

"elder brother……"

Seeing Yang Jun coming, Ma Juzi and the others were ready to get up and settle the bill.

Whenever Yang Jun rested at Yang Qingxiang's place, Ma Juzi, Luo Xiaojun and his gang would hide here to eat and chat.

Ordering a piece of ramen will last you several hours. The waiter in the store didn't want to receive them, but seeing that they were all wearing military uniforms and looking thick and thick, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Everyone sit down."

Yang Jun waved his hand and asked them to sit down.

"Are you full? Do you want another bowl?"

Looking at the shiny noodle bowl on the table, Yang Jun asked.

"Ahem, brother, the ramen here is so expensive, who would be willing to eat it?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately understood.

So he took out a wad of money bills from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Eat with all your heart today, I'll treat you."

When Ma Juzi and the others heard this, they were immediately excited.

"Okay, you have to be generous."

Ma Juzi and the others all rushed to Luo Xiaojun to send the hygiene ball.

Luo Xiaojun rolled his eyes and said: "This is a business matter and needs to be reimbursed. Is it okay for you to eat with open stomachs?"

Yang Jun simply stole a big bag.

"What kind of official business is this?"

"From now on, when we go out to eat, it's all on me, and I get a pound of food stamp subsidy for each person."

"Thank you, great leader." Everyone shouted in unison.

A pound of food stamp subsidy is basically a day's ration for an adult. The bowl of ramen just now only weighs two taels. If you calculate it this way, each person can eat five bowls of ramen per meal. They usually don't even think about it.

Dare to think.

"Juzi, bring a few people over tomorrow to move. This place can no longer be used," Yang Jun said.

If they come here often, the owner of the restaurant will know what they do. If things go on like this, it will be a matter of time before Yang Jun's identity is exposed.

"I understand, brother, there's no need to find anyone, I'll handle this matter by myself later."

Ma Juzi is a thoughtful person. The less people know about this kind of thing, the better. Therefore, he feels that it is safer to do it by himself.

"Well, the new place is a second-level courtyard. From now on, you will stay in the front yard. If we find an old lady who can cook, you won't have to eat out."

"Okay, bro."

After a while, the waiter from the store came with a large porcelain basin of noodles, with prepared soup beside it.

As soon as the basin was put on the table, everyone started to grab it frantically.

"Put it down, let me go."

Luo Xiaojun gave each of them a chop with chopsticks and said with a straight face: "It's becoming more and more unruly."

After saying that, he took a clean big white bowl and picked out a bowl of noodles for Yang Jun.

"Uncle Master, you eat."

After saying that, he personally brought Yang Jun a few cloves of peeled garlic.

Yang Jun thought for a while and decided not to go to work in the afternoon to avoid having to talk to others, so he took the garlic calmly.

"You guys can eat too."

Yang Jun spoke, and everyone cheered and started fighting for the noodles.

"Every one of them is a starving ghost. I've said it's enough."

No matter what Luo Xiaojun said, these guys kept digging into their bowls desperately as if they were afraid they wouldn't be able to eat.

After a while, there was only soup left in the large porcelain basin of noodles.

"Waiter, two more pots." Luo Xiaojun shouted.

The waiter came over, looked at these strong men with his mouth wide open, and quickly left with the soup basin.

Yang Jun had consumed a lot of energy in the civil war with Yang Qingxiang just now, and now it was time to replenish it.

Take a bite of noodles and a bite of garlic, the taste is crunchy.

"one more bowl."

Yang Jun is hungry.

In front of this group of foodies, I was finally the first to finish the meal.

Luo Xiaojun took a look, and then shouted out the window.

"Hurry up, we can't continue."

"coming."

A waitress brought another large bowl of noodles. After putting it down, she muttered: "A starving ghost needs a living."

No one cares either.

After all, this is not necessarily a derogatory term. Sometimes it is a sign of envy. Just like now, this waiter not only envied these rough guys for having such a good appetite, but also envied eating with an open belly.

Luo Xiaojun put down his bowl and chopsticks and quickly served another bowl to Yang Jun.

"Uncle Master, eat slowly, it's just come out of the pot."

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared outside the door.

Two beggars in ragged clothes stood at the door and refused to leave.

The beggar was young, thin, and shivering in the cold weather.

The older one is a boy, around 20 years old, and the younger one is thirteen or fourteen years old, a girl. They don’t look alike. I wonder if they are brother and sister?

At this moment, the two of them were lying next to the door panel, staring at the people in the store with bright eyes. Their Adam's apples were rising and falling, and the sounds of their swallowing could be heard in the distance.

Yang Jun looked up and found that the older boy had been staring at him.

Yang Jun felt that he was very familiar. He seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

He looked up several times and found the boy staring at him.

There was something special about the boy's eyes. He was always wary, as if he was sizing up Yang Jun.

The girl, on the other hand, looked like she hadn't eaten in three days. Her eyes were dull and her lips were a little chapped. She kept swallowing saliva while watching the people in the store eating.

"Juzi, serve bowls of noodles to those two children," Yang Jun said.

He hated the child's hungry eyes the most, and every time he thought about it, he felt inexplicably distressed.

"Okay, bro."

Without saying anything, Ma Juzi ordered two sets of bowls and chopsticks, filled them with noodles and served them to the two children.

"Eat it, serve it after you finish it."

Ma Juzi put the noodles on a table near the door of the store and motioned to the two children to come over and eat.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The girl really wants to eat, but she doesn’t dare to go in.

It would be nice not to be chased like a dog along the way, let alone eat in a restaurant.

The girl looked back at her brother, her eyes full of begging.

The boy glanced at the steaming ramen on the table and suddenly pulled his sister to bend down and salute.

"Thank you, uncle."

Ma Juzi was stunned for a moment, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay, you can eat slowly."

Afterwards, the brother and sister did not serve the table, but each squatted at the door with a big bowl in their hands to eat.

They looked back while eating.

Yang Jun found that the boy had been staring at him.
To be continued...