Yang Jun waved his hand impatiently.

He really doesn't want to take care of this kind of nonsense. Do you think favors are so useful? They should be used once or less. Even if it is not a favor, it will be repaid with something else in the future. Unless it is his own business, otherwise Yang Jun will not

Abuse this favor.

This is a golden age.

It was truly a golden age, an era when basically anyone could pick up gold if they were willing to bend down.

However, some people are obsessed with making money.

Just like the ignorant monkey who just came down from the mountain, he lost the sesame seeds when he saw the apple, and lost the apple when he saw the watermelon, resulting in nothing in the end.

It is wrong to focus on making a dollar. You are right to make a dollar, but it is also the time to lay the foundation for your business. Otherwise, how can you compete with others when you are on the right track in the future?

Yang Jun has lived two lives and knows the development trend in the next few decades. More than 99% of the companies that have passed through the golden age have died. There are many reasons for failure, but most of them fail because of credibility or quality.

Those who make it to the end are basically those who work hard on the business.

It's true that it's a seller's market now. As long as you have the goods, you don't have to worry about selling them. But you can't just mix some water into industrial alcohol and sell it as good wine, right?

Yang Jun has advised them more than once, but they just don't listen. Now that something has happened, they are still putting out fires everywhere. If this continues, the company will not be able to go far.

Yang Jun knows this truth very well, so he strictly requires the companies under his name not to give up on quality and brand innovation while pursuing profits. He invests a large amount of money in innovation and talents every year. Every year during the graduation season, he specially

Poaching corners in various universities, almost all talented students were poached by him.

Talent is very important. Whoever masters talents will be able to control the direction of future technological innovation.

Of course, it's no use even if your words are worn out. Yang Anguo was born in a rural area. No matter how well he did, his vision was there, and he would be like that in this life.

After Yang Anguo left, Yang Jun lay on the chair for a long time, unable to calm down his inner anger.

A group of people who are not worthy of promotion will be useless no matter how much they are promoted.

Just as he was closing his eyes to recuperate, he heard subtle footsteps approaching.

"Uncle, why are you so free today?"

Yang Jun thought it was Yang Anguo who was back, so he kept pretending to sleep.

At this time, I heard a woman's voice and immediately opened my eyes.

"Wumei, here we come, sit down quickly."

The visitor is Ma Wumei, the daughter of his sworn brother Ma Zhanshan. Now she also lives in Jiuyuan.

Ma Wumei is now also a division-level cadre and is doing well. After getting married, she gave birth to two children. The family is very happy. The young couple come over every now and then to sit down and have a harmonious relationship with each other.

The place where Yang Jun fished only had a deck chair under his butt, and there were no extra stools at all. Ma Wumei could only sit cross-legged on the grass.

Yang Jun poured her a cup of tea and asked, "Do you have anything to do with your uncle today?"

Ma Wumei felt a little embarrassed when she heard this.

He turned slightly sideways, took out a golden invitation from his right trouser pocket, and handed it to Yang Jun respectfully with both hands.

"Uncle Master, it will be my father's sixty-sixth birthday in a few days. Could you please spare the time to go there that day?"

Yang Jun took it and said with a smile: "Ah, your father is already sixty-six?"

Yang Jun sighed, time flies so fast, his adopted brother is already sixty-six.

He remembered that his mother Wang Yuying and Ma Zhanshan were the same age. Ma Zhanshan was a few months older than Wang Yuying. Ma Zhanshan was celebrating his sixty-sixth birthday. Doesn't that mean that his mother Wang Yuying would also celebrate her birthday this year?

Yang Jun planned to give Wang Yuying a decent birthday this year no matter what.

"Isn't it true? In the blink of an eye, I'm almost seventy." Ma Wumei said with a smile.

"Is your father in good health?"

Yang Jun only got together with Ma Zhanshan during the holidays, and he didn't have much contact with him at ordinary times.

"My father is in good health. He can still eat five kilograms of rice and drink three kilograms of wine in one meal."

People who practice martial arts are in good health. As long as they can eat, it means they are healthy.

"Okay, tell your father, and I will go over to celebrate his birthday."

Yang Jun looked at the date on the invitation. Ma Zhanshan's birthday was three days later.

He was just a sworn brother, so that day would pass no matter what.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Okay, my dad is just looking for you to have a drink. He is very bored at home every day."

"Wumei, why don't you let your father live here so that we can chat together when we have nothing to do?"

When Ma Wumei heard this, a wry smile appeared on her face.

"Uncle, don't you know about my father? He is a nostalgic person and is always reluctant to part with the old things in the old house. No matter how I persuade him, he is not willing to come and live with me."

"Hey, your father is actually afraid of coming over and causing trouble for me, right?" Yang Jun asked.

Ma Wumei was stunned for a moment, then nodded sheepishly.

"Hey, it's true. I can't hide anything from you, uncle. My father often warns us not to cause you any trouble."

Yang Jun sighed, then lay on the chair with his head in his hands.

Ma Zhanshan was so loyal that he didn't want to trouble even his dead brother. In all these years, he had never asked Yang Jun for anything. No matter what difficulties he encountered, he would bear them all alone.

"Wu Mei, you have been working as a division-level cadre for a long time, right?"

Ma Wumei thought for a moment and said, "Well, it's been almost five years."

Yang Jun said: "Go back and prepare. There will be new personnel appointments for you in a few days."

"ah?"

Ma Wumei was stunned for a moment, then declined: "Uncle, no need. You have taken good care of me for so many years. I am a woman and there is no need to be such a big official."

"Don't refuse, it's settled." Yang Jun waved his hand.

Sometimes, being an official is really not something you do for yourself.

Yang Jun also hopes that his career will be helped by others. His younger brothers, sisters, and goddaughter and godson are all very helpful to him. Therefore, he does not promote Ma Wumei for no reason, but because of his needs.

Promoted.

"Then...thank you, uncle." Ma Wumei smiled.

"Thank you, we are all one family."

Ma Wumei chatted for a while and then went back.

After she left, Yang Jun continued to lie down.

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During this period, Yang Liu went home.

She had just finished confinement and moved to her parents' house.

Since the Wang family became prosperous, she quit her job in the art troupe and became a full-time wife at home.

This is an inevitable trend in the life of a wealthy family. A husband and wife must have one person who is at home and one who is at home. It is impossible for both people to work hard outside. After all, when their wealth reaches their level, it is just an increase in numbers.

Wang Tao now travels between Beijing and Hong Kong, rarely going home. Yang Liu is bored at home with three children, so he moved to Jiuyuan.

Of course, her move here is only temporary, just like staying in a hotel on vacation. She will still move back when Wang Tao comes back.

As soon as Yang Liu came back, Wang Yuying immediately moved to her place. The newborn baby was still small, so she had to go over and help take care of it. Yang Jun didn't care, so he asked the people below to help pack the luggage and send it over.

During dinner in the evening, Yang Jun saw Sun Zhaodi pointing her finger and frowning, her eyes were red, and she seemed strange.

"Zhaodi, what happened?" Yang Jun asked.

When Sun Zhaodi heard this, she pursed her lips, and then suddenly burst into tears.

"Daddy, my mother is dying."

Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui were shocked when they heard this and looked at each other.

Yi Qiushui quickly stood up and hugged her into his arms.

"Zhao Di, don't cry. What's wrong? Tell your godmother."

Sun Zhaodi's tears fell like tears, and she kept wiping her eyes with her sleeves.

"Third sister called and said that my mother has terminal cancer and is only a few days away."

"Woooo..."

When the two heard this, their expressions changed.

"how so?"

"Could it be a misdiagnosis?"

"Have you asked your mother to come to the Capital Hospital to have a look?"

Yi Qiushui was also panicked. Seeing Sun Zhaodi crying so sadly, she felt very sad.

When Yang Jun heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
To be continued...