Yang Jun stood there steadily, looking at that kind and kind face, and couldn't help but shed tears.

I muttered in my heart: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of your children."

…

Yang Jun didn't stay long and came back that night.

He couldn't stand the miserable parting scene, especially the heart-wrenching sounds of 'calling mother', which made his heart break.

People are really old and cannot bear to see this scene of separation.

After returning to the city, Yang Jun did not go to work and stayed at home fishing every day.

It wasn't until the day when Sun Dashan's wife went to the ground that he took his family to attend the funeral.

After he came back, he felt depressed for several days and couldn't relax.

Once a person becomes thoughtful, it means he has really grown old.

Although Yang Jun is only thirty years old physically, he is seventy years old mentally. He can feel a lot of old age in him, but he also likes to joke sometimes. This discrepancy makes him sometimes doubt whether he has a good personality.

Split?

On this day, he came to the small river in the community, put up the fishing rod, lay down on the deck chair, and started a day of salted fish life.

"Uncle Master, I have investigated clearly what you asked me to investigate."

When Yang Jun was confused, Luo Xiaojun appeared in front of him.

"How is the situation?" Yang Jun asked lazily.

A few days ago, he asked Luo Xiaojun to investigate the matter of Yang Anguo's batch of supplies being detained by customs.

Although he said he would no longer interfere with their affairs, he did not really care.

He doesn't have to intervene, but he must control all situations.

Again, he will never interfere this time. He will not interfere in their affairs unless Yang Anguo is taught a lesson.

"The information I learned from Director Wang of the Customs said that these were a batch of TV sets obtained from the port city. I heard that they were counterfeit goods and were detained without paying taxes."

"Oh, Director Wang said that as long as you ask, this batch of smuggled goods can still be released." Luo Xiaojun added.

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Tell Director Wang that I will not interfere in this matter and let him do whatever he wants."

"Yes, uncle." Luo Xiaojun responded.

"By the way, not only is official business done, but you tell Director Wang that the punishment must be up to the mark."

Luo Xiaojun heard this and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, is it necessary to be so cruel? Can't we just teach An Guo and the others a lesson?"

"Hmph, a light punishment is like scratching the surface of an itch. They won't learn a lesson."

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he just smiled and didn't say much about the matter.

This is a family matter of their old Yang family. The elder brother wants to teach his younger brother a lesson. He, an outsider, cannot say anything.

"Will this customs penalty be harmful?" Yang Jun asked.

"It's more than just breaking your muscles and bones. I'm afraid it's enough to bankrupt your family and property." Luo Xiaojun replied.

Yang Jun heard this, thought for a moment, and then said: "Tell Director Wang that the punishment will be enough, and forget about the rest."

"I understand, uncle."

Those who smuggle goods will not only face high fines, but if the amount involved is large, they will probably have to squat on the fence. Yang Jun just wants to teach them a lesson, and will not really punish them to death.

Fines are a minor issue, even if they cost you everything, that's fine. The big deal is just to give them a sum of money afterwards, but there are some lessons that must be taught to them about what it means to be painful to the bone, to cut out the heart and flesh, otherwise they will continue to do their own thing in the future.

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"Uncle Master, the security personnel have been recruited. They are all innocent people. They have now officially begun training. Do you want to go see them?" Luo Xiaojun reported.

"I can rest assured that you are here, so I won't go see you." Yang Jun said.

"Oh, and there are more and more people in Jiuyuan. In order to strengthen management, I am going to formulate some security measures..."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "You are my guard. All security issues are your responsibility. You just make your own decisions. You don't have to report everything to me."

"I understand, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun was about to leave, but as soon as he stood up, something suddenly occurred to him.

He looked around and found no one, so he whispered: "Uncle Master, Mrs. Yang asked you to take a moment to come over. She said she has something to do with you."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "I know."

Mrs. Yang in Luo Xiaojun's mouth refers to Yang Qingxiang. In order to distinguish each other, he calls each of Yang Jun's wives by their surnames. For example, Huang Yani is called Mrs. Huang, Meng Wenya is called Mrs. Meng, etc.

He knew almost everything about Yang Jun. Because he was strict with his words and reliable in his work, Yang Jun left all these matters to him.

Yang Jun raised his hand and looked at the time. It was only one o'clock, so he packed up and drove out of Jiuyuan.

Coming to a deserted road, he deliberately took out a big cake from the space.

My son Yang Chengcai loves sweets, so he always brings something with him every time he goes there.

His second son is very sensible and obedient. He likes it very much, especially his elegant and melancholy temperament which is even more heart-wrenching. It depends on his mother. Every time Yang Jun sees his son being so sensible, he always feels sorry.

he.

His love for his second son even surpassed that of his eldest son Yang Chengdao. If Yang Jun had to choose one of them to inherit the family business in the future, he would definitely choose to leave all the family property to his second son Yang Chengcai.

Of course, this is just a multiple-choice question, Yang Jun would not do that.

If the day comes that the family property will be divided in the future, he will divide all the property into equal shares and distribute it to them evenly and equally.

Arriving at Yang Qingxiang's house, Yang Jun was about to knock on the door when the door opened.

Two security guards stood there respectfully.

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

"Um."

Yang Jun nodded and carried the cake to the backyard.

He also hired several security personnel here for Yang Qingxiang. These people are all trustworthy people. They are dedicated to protecting the safety of Yang Qingxiang's mother and son.

When I came to the backyard, I found Yang Qingxiang lying on the recliner, eating grapes leisurely, and Aunt Song next to her was chattering to her.

Seeing Yang Jun come in, Aunt Song quickly stood up.

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

"good."

Yang Jun nodded and handed the cake to Aunt Song.

"Aunt Song, put the cake away and eat it after school."

"Okay, Mr. Yang, please rest first and I'll make you a pot of tea."

After saying that, Aunt Song carried the cake to the front yard.

After Aunt Song left, Yang Qingxiang looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Lao Yang, give me a hug."

Yang Jun looked back at Aunt Song's back, and then held her tightly in his arms.

The two were tender for a while, and then separated.

Yang Qingxiang gave the recliner to Yang Jun, and then she fed grapes next to him.

"Why did you send a message to me to come over?"

When Yang Qingxiang heard this, she pursed her lips shyly.

He whispered a few words into Yang Jun's ear.

"What? Are you pregnant too?"

Yang Jun screamed in surprise.

Damn, the hit rate is really high.

Ever since I took that thing, my hit rate has been extremely high, with almost 100 hits.

Huang Yani, Nalan Qingmeng, and Meng Wenya were conceived almost at the same time, and... now Yang Qingxiang is also pregnant.

Hey, he gets a headache now when he hears the word "pregnancy". What's wrong with this? If this continues, he won't have a lot of sons and daughters in the future.

People, the most taboo thing is having many children.

Once there are more children, it is easy to get into trouble, and disputes over family property are especially troublesome.

Fortunately, Yang Jun didn't let them live together, otherwise they would have made trouble every day and would have annoyed him to death.

"What's it called?"

Yang Qingxiang looked at him resentfully: "Lao Yang, I know there are more than just women around you, but can you please stop talking about them in front of me?"

"I finally forgot that there was another woman beside you. You reminded me of it again, and I felt very awkward."
To be continued...