At this time, Yang Jun looked like an old god, lying on a wicker chair with his thighs crossed, not to mention how leisurely he was.

Yang Jun acted as if he had not moved.

Ma Juzi looked at Yang Jun with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't know how he could move so fast and lay down without any trace after beating him.

It stands to reason that his skills are not weak anymore. Even though he has not trained much in the past few years, his foundation is still there. It is impossible for ordinary people to sneak attack on him, let alone such an unpreventable sneak attack.

What Ma Juzi didn't know was that Yang Jun had already used space mode just now.

He suddenly got into the space, and when Ma Juzi was not paying attention, he flashed and attacked again.

In the eyes of outsiders, his figure only moved slightly, and there was nothing strange at all.

"Martial ethics is the patent of that veteran Li Yuan, what does it have to do with me?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "I haven't beaten you for a long time, and my skills are rusty."

Ma Juzi covered his chest and looked at him with a look of despair.

"Are you still new? Why do I feel that you are more flexible than before?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ma Juzi got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and made the small bench again.

"By the way, brother, this time the winery expands, do you want to leave shares to Sun Zhaocai?"

Yang Jun heard this and smiled.

"Why, you can't bear to part with it?"

Ma Juzi: "No, the main reason is that this guy just takes the shares and doesn't do any work, and other shareholders have objections..."

"Well, to tell you the truth, not only other shareholders have opinions, I also have opinions."

"You can get tens of millions in dividends every year without doing any work, and everyone is unhappy about it."

When Yang Jun heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

"When you built the winery, I gave you 100,000 yuan in shares for Zhaocai. You can't touch his shares."

"But, brother, after several share expansions, Zhaocai's shares have been almost diluted. If we continue to distribute dividends according to the original shares, other shareholders will not be willing." Ma Juzi said.

Yang Jun suddenly sat up and looked at him with an unkind expression.

"I don't care how you expand your shares, but Sun Zhaocai's share cannot be reduced. This is what I said."

"elder brother……"

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Juzi, you have changed over the years. You have become full of the smell of copper. You talk to me about shares, dividends, and share expansion."

"Let me tell you, if I didn't take care of you, do you think your winery would be able to get to where it is today?"

Ma Juzi blushed and lowered his head and said, "No."

Yang Jun: "I have no intention of repaying a favor. I only have one request, and that is that Sun Zhaocai's shares cannot be reduced, no matter when."

Ma Juzi was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"Brother, I was wrong."

"I will never mention this matter again. Don't worry, Zhaocai's shares will never be reduced. Even if he continues to expand his shares in the future, his shares will not be diluted."

Only then did Ma Juzi realize that Sun Zhaocai occupies an important position in Yang Jun's mind, and this position was higher than he imagined.

Yang Jun was able to do this for Sun Zhaocai. One can imagine Sun Zhaocai's status in his mind.

Ma Juzi couldn't help but sigh, it would have been better if he had stayed with Yang Jun back then.

Even though Sun Zhaocai is stupid and naive, he is loyal to Yang Jun.

Not to mention him, even brothers Yang Anguo and Yang Anbang may not necessarily occupy such an important position in Yang Jun's mind.

For a person like Yang Jun, the standard of family affection can no longer bind him.

In Yang Jun's heart, the guards around him are much more important than their relatives from the sidelines.

After all, once Yang Jun is in danger, the guards who can take bullets for him are much more useful than their relatives.

After Ma Juzi left, Sun Zhaocai appeared out of nowhere.

"Uncle Yang, thank you."

Hearing this, Yang Jun sighed: "Don't be angry with your uncle Ju Zi, he is doing this for the benefit of the company and other shareholders."

Sun Zhaocai made a loud noise and said angrily: "I know, I'm not angry with him."

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to thank you."

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes: "If you really want to thank me, you should make me less angry."

Sun Zhaocai laughed after hearing this: "That's not possible. If I didn't make you angry, you would be so boring."

"roll!"

Yang Jun laughed and cursed.

To be honest, this idiot Sun Zhaocai brought him a lot of joy. When he was usually bored, he would play cymbals with him and make him laugh, which could relieve his boredom.

"Uncle Yang, otherwise I will withdraw my shares from the winery."

"I haven't invested much money in all these years, so I feel embarrassed to always get dividends."

When Yang Jun heard this, he said calmly: "Don't feel any pressure. As long as I'm here, no one will dare to do anything to you?"

"To put it bluntly, all your shares are actually mine. Do you think your Uncle Juzi doesn't understand this?"

Sun Zhaocai: "But, since he knows this, why did he bring it up again today?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he snorted coldly: "He is testing me."

"Test?"

Sun Zhaocai scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Yang Jun said: "Okay, you won't understand even if I explain to you. In a word, as long as I'm protecting you, you don't have to give face to anyone. Just listen to what you say that sounds nice. If you don't like it, just slap it away."

"Hey, can Uncle Juzi smoke too?"

"Yes, of course I can."

Yang Jun's eyes flashed with a terrifying light: "You represent me, anyone can smoke you."

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he patted his chest and said, "I listen to you, Uncle Yang."

"I will whip whoever you ask me to whip from now on."

Yang Jun laughed when he heard this.

"Fool."

"hey-hey!"

Seeing the tall and tall Sun Zhaocai acting like a child, Yang Jun's eyes flashed with affection.

"To attract wealth, let's talk about fifty cents."

After hearing this, Sun Zhaocai was stunned for a moment, then pouted and said, "As long as we don't talk about my father and Widow Ma, everything else will be fine."

Yang Jun curled his lips: "How boring would it be if we didn't talk about your father and Widow Ma?"

"Then you'd better stop talking."

…

In the evening, when Yang Jun was preparing to finish his meal, Yi Qiushui came back from outside.

"Husband, don't eat yet, Meizi invites us to dinner."

Yang Jun paused while picking up the food, and said in confusion: "We haven't seen you for years, what kind of meal do you want us to have?"

"Could it be that the weasel has no good intentions in paying New Year greetings to the rooster?"

When Yi Qiushui heard this, she rolled her eyes at him.

"How can you, an older brother, not even remember your own sister's birthday?"

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

After thinking about it carefully, today is not Yang Mei’s thirty-fifth birthday.

"Look at my brain. I've been so busy all day that I forgot that today is her birthday." Yang Jun patted his head.

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes again.

"Yes, you are busy fishing every day, but you haven't caught a single fish."

When Yang Jun heard this, his face turned dark.

He hates it most when people call him an air force officer.

"I am merciful and have the virtue of a good life. I can't bear it..."

"Definitely."
To be continued...