Age: My Small World

March has arrived in the blink of an eye.

That day, Yang Jun carefully taught Ayili about classical things at the museum.

She couldn't fall behind in her studies, but as an assistant in the Department of Classical Literature Research, she couldn't be completely ignorant of classical literature, so Yang Jun would occasionally take the time to train her in a little bit.

Who knew that this girl really had some talent? Anyway, Yang Jun could see that her Mandarin was getting better and better, and her interest in classical literature was growing stronger. She would even look for literature to read in her spare time.

After a while, and after Yang Jun's thorough examination and questioning, he confirmed that she had grasped some of the knowledge about the documents, which made him very gratified.

"You can start working as an assistant now. Once you're more skilled, you can become a full-time employee. Then the company can provide you with a company-provided apartment so you can bring your grandfather and brother to live with you."

Of course, with so many younger brothers, it's highly unlikely that Aiyili could bring them all over.

"Thank you, Brother Yang. If it weren't for your constant teaching, I wouldn't have been able to learn so much."

"That's not entirely true. It's mainly because you're quite capable."

Yang Jun was very satisfied with Ayili's eagerness to learn.

"By the way, how's your studies going? You'll be attending night school in a couple of days."

"It's alright, I've memorized most of the details."

She has enrolled in night school and will have to attend classes for two years before she receives her certificate.

Anyway, Yang Jun didn't know if the night school would suddenly close down in the next two years, but he naturally had to seize the opportunity. If he waited a few years to go back to school, it would probably be too late. By then, Ayili would no longer be young and probably wouldn't have the energy to continue studying.

"That's good. You'll really have to work hard from now on."

After all, he had to go to school at night after finishing his work during the day, and he had managed to get through such a tough time. I wonder if Ayili can keep it up.

With life in the capital settling down for the time being, Yang Jun then considered whether he should take the opportunity to visit Hong Kong.

Speaking of which, he hasn't been to Hong Kong for a long time and is really worried about the situation there.

Besides, Zhu Yong had promised him that he could travel to the south by any means of transportation, so there was no need to worry about not having a plane.

"Why don't we take advantage of this time to go there? We might not have the chance next year."

He felt that things were in a relatively calm phase, and that this was also the time when he was in the past.

Do it when you think of it.

Soon, Yang Jun appeared on a plane bound for Mingzhu.

He didn't come with anyone this time; he came on his own, so there were no seats available.

After a bumpy ride in the cabin, we arrived in Guangzhou and, as always, transferred to a car, eventually reaching the edge of the port city.

After sneaking in, he headed towards the most bustling area of ​​the port city.

Causeway Bay.

Since Lei Bao took over here, Causeway Bay has been much more peaceful. Lei Bao has a fiery temper, but he still has some principles. He can't just go around taking benefits from everyone.

In some places, people would go to vendors every few days to ask for favors, which drove many vendors away. Gradually, their income decreased, and many people were engaging in short-sighted practices. This is the kind of behavior that people have based on preconceived notions, and they don't know how to restrain themselves or have any principles.

Without understanding long-term management, how can there be any prosperity?

Even within the Chung Yi Hall, the prosperity of the Causeway Bay area was among the top, and Lei Bao's contributions to the hall were always number one, which made Jiang Gong value him highly.

Upon returning, Yang Jun didn't immediately seek out Xu Shanshan; instead, he went to find Lei Bao. It wasn't that he didn't want to see Xu Shanshan, but rather that he had heard Zhou Yan was facing problems, which Lei Bao was currently handling.

Lei Bao's three-story bar was not open for business today; instead, everyone was gathered together discussing countermeasures.

"Brother Zhou, how did you manage to offend Han Lin? That guy is so petty."

Lei Bao couldn't help but shake his head, feeling a chill run down his spine.

The Han Lin he was referring to was none other than Han Lin, one of the most popular detectives in Hong Kong at the moment.

The three detectives of Hong Kong were very famous, and their fame even spread decades later, and Yang Jun had heard of them.

He never imagined that he would one day run into such a legendary figure.

Yes, Zhou Yan offended Han Lin.

To be precise, it wasn't Zhou Yan who provoked him, but rather Han Lin who had his eye on Zhou Yan's clothing store business.

With the support of Yang Jun and Zhongyitang, Zhou Yan's clothing store has opened many branches in just over a year and is doing very well.

Faced with such a hen that lays eggs, many people naturally become envious, but because of Lei Bao's relationship with Zhongyi Hall, many people hesitate to take the plunge.

However, Han Lin was definitely not among these people. After all, he was one of the three chief detectives, and he didn't need to give face to others at all. In fact, others would be scrambling to give him face.

Even though Zhongyi Hall is the largest gang in Hong Kong, it still has to give Han Lin face, so Zhou Yan is under tremendous pressure.

Since things weren't going well with Jiang Gong, they shifted the responsibility to Lei Bao.

Lei Bao was naturally unwilling to compromise. After all, Yang Jun had once earnestly entrusted him with the task of taking good care of his business. In addition, Zhou Yan's clothing store also benefited him and Zhongyitang, so he was even less willing to give in.

"Boss, how about we send someone to kill that guy surnamed Han?"

One of the underlings shouted, "Being a human being is no big deal. It's just one life, one life for one life."

In today's port city, the lives of low-level thugs are really not worth much, mainly because there are too many thugs, and it is extremely difficult to get ahead.

“Great, boss, I’m willing to take the red tag.” A rather burly henchman stepped forward.

A red token means a warrant for murder. If you get a red token, you must bring the person back, or they will never return.

Moreover, once the red card is obtained, the younger brother will immediately receive a settlement allowance, so he won't have to worry about what will happen after his death.

"Quiet down, everyone." Lei Bao clapped his hands to quiet everyone down.

In reality, he was only surrounded by four or five trusted confidants at this moment; most of the others were on the first floor watching over the place.

Zhou Yan was right across from Lei Bao.

"Brother Zhou, what do you think we should do?"

Lei Bao still asked about Zhou Yan.

Even after several years of experience, this was the first time Zhou Yan had encountered such a tricky problem, and he was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat.

He casually wiped his hands, then pondered for a moment before asking, "Is there still no word from Master Jiang?"

Lei Bao nodded, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath: "In that case, I have an idea." (End of Chapter)