He suddenly lost interest.

Coming out of the yard, Yang Jun lit a cigarette and wandered around with his hands behind his back.

First we went to Yang Qingxiang's courtyard, then to Meng Wenya...

As I circled around, my mood became even colder.

"How can we live without women?"

Yang Jun couldn't help but roar.

After saying that, he threw away the cigarette butt, turned around and walked outside.

…

The next day, Yang Jun came back from the tea house.

At the intersection, he asked the driver to put him down and then asked them to go back first.

He walked slowly down the street alone with his hands behind his back.

He doesn't have much else but a lot of time now.

God never gets old and he is destined to have a lot of time.

"Master, how much does this fried bun cost?"

When he saw a shop selling fried dumplings on the roadside, he was immediately attracted by the attractive golden color.

The bun seller is a young man in his twenties, with a long back and a big brother on his waist. He doesn't look like a bun seller, but like he's doing a big business.

"A dime a piece."

When Yang Jun heard this, he smacked his lips and said, "Oh, the money has gone up. It used to cost two cents a piece."

The young man heard this and looked up at him.

Seeing that Yang Jun was dressed in simple clothes and did not look like a person of status, he got angry and said,

"Brother, it looks like you haven't woken up yet this morning. If nothing's wrong, go out for a walk more often and don't look like you don't know anything."

When Yang Jun heard this, he was a little unhappy.

Over the years, having been in a high position, he has long been accustomed to the fawning manners of people below him. He is a little unaccustomed to a young man like this.

However, he was right about one thing.

He has not been out for many years and does not understand the current market situation.

But is your attitude when you say this right?

"I said, little brother, why are you so rude when you go out to do business?" Yang Jun said.

"Uh...what's wrong with me rushing like this?"

The young man waved his hand at Yang Jun: "If you can't afford it, don't eat it. It's embarrassing."

"a shame?"

Yang Jun was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

This is the first time I have been looked down upon.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have swallowed his breath.

However, he is not an ordinary person, and he is destined to be unable to swallow this breath.

"Young man, aren't you afraid of affecting the reputation of your business by saying this?"

"Word of mouth?"

When the young man heard this, he seemed to have heard some fantasy.

He pointed to the queue that was tens of meters long and said, "Did you see it? This is word of mouth."

When Yang Jun heard this, he looked back.

Not to mention, there are so many people queuing up to buy fried buns.

For a moment, he couldn't understand why the boss had such a bad attitude and why there were so many people queuing up to buy steamed buns.

However, Yang Jun will not let his face fall to the ground at any time.

He didn't look angry at all, and said to the young man with a smile behind his back.

“Word of mouth only lasts until today.”

When the young man heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Jun smiled and said: "That's what it means literally."

After saying that, under the puzzled eyes of the young man, he walked away.

Not long after walking, Yang Jun saw a shop on the roadside.

So, I went in and made a phone call.

After a while, Yang Chengwu was seen leading hundreds of people walking towards this side.

…

Yang Jun is not a narrow-minded person, nor is he intolerant of others.

He simply couldn't swallow this breath.

I talk to you nicely, but you act like you are bossing around, despising the poor and loving the rich, and looking down on others.

Well, today I will show you what kind of person you cannot offend.

To do business, you have to behave like a business.

Harmony brings wealth, and with a friendly face, everyone who comes is a guest.

Don't look at people through the cracks in the door before they get in.

What's more, doing business is doing business. If you have a slicked back hair, it won't matter to anyone else.

Yang Jun said that he dislikes people with slicked-back hair the most.

Anyone who dares to call him big brother will be trampled in the mire.

Yang Jun left the store and ate a bowl of noodles at a roadside stall before going back.

After returning home, I happened to meet Wang Yuying who was going to stay at the ancestral hall.

Food, accommodation, and daily necessities, from quilts to combs and mirrors, were all moved away.

Seeing this, Yang Jun frowned and said, "Mom, are you planning to come back?"

While Wang Yuying was directing her subordinates to load things, she said without raising her head: "Sooner or later, we will move in. Why do we have to come back?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Mom, it's so unlucky to say this so early in the morning."

"I'm so old, do I still care about this?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he just smiled.

"Then how long do you plan to stay?"

"Didn't I tell you that I won't come back?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he pursed his lips.

"Aren't you afraid that others will poke my spine and say that I treat you harshly and make you live in an ancestral hall?"

When Wang Yuying heard this, she laughed and said, "Just scold me. It's not like you're scolding me anyway."

When Yang Jun heard this, his head turned black.

"Mom, let me tell you, if you stay here for ten days and a half, you have to come back once, otherwise I can find a way to treat you."

When Wang Yuying heard this, she came over and grabbed Yang Jun's ear and said: "Hey, you have grown up, I'd like to hear how you treat me?"

Yang Jun shook his head and broke free from her clutches.

"You are my mother, I can't do anything to you, but I can treat my uncle."

"For example, suspending his retirement salary, pension, and the jobs of his children, etc..."

Sure enough, before Yang Jun finished speaking, Wang Yuying's expression changed.

"You brat, how dare you?"

Wang Yuying also wanted to pull his ears, but Yang Jun easily dodged it this time.

Yang Jun kept a safe distance of more than three meters from her, frowned and said: "If there is anything I don't dare to do, it's not like I haven't done it before."

When Wang Yuying heard this, she immediately lost her temper.

She knew her son was a man of his word.

Yang Jun already had a bad impression of his uncle, so it was possible to stop the pension.
To be continued...