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Jiao Min cursed inwardly, no matter how powerful and intelligent the master was, he hadn't made any progress.

"what happened?"

Jiao Min invited Yang Haijun to her room, and then saw the plate of meat and the plate of sesame oil in his hands, and said.

"Boss Jiao, I want to help my sister get admitted to our factory's children's school."

Jiao Min glanced at him and said, "That's fine, but you have to take good care of yourself and give me five yuan every month. I will provide you with food and accommodation."

Yang Haijun: "Okay, no matter how big the problem is, it can't make your studies better!"

Jiao Min smiled and said, "I know what you are thinking. I am very grateful to you."

"Don't worry, I'll submit it for you."

"Okay, put it away."

Yang Haijun shook his head repeatedly: "No need, I have them all with me."

Jiao Min: "Stop talking. My treatment must be good anyway. Besides, making pork and sesame oil is not that easy."

After several quarrels, Yang Haijun finally abandoned his friends and ran away.

What a joke! I need his help. If I don’t give him some benefits, how can I see him in the future?

At this point, he paused.

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Yang Kangzhan walked towards the yard.

So, he decided to change the way he trained animals.

A senior: Thank you for finding me a retired person.

Second Grandpa: Thank you for reminding me that I am not a qualified leader.

Uncle San: Thank you. I have finally gotten rid of my identity as a miser.

Fool: Thank you, you found me a good wife. Our He family finally has an heir.

Qin Huairu: That’s because he’s a fool and doesn’t help me anymore. Uncle Yi doesn’t give me money anymore, and He Yu has become distant from me.

Xu Damao: "He put me in jail and made me realize my mistakes. I should be grateful to him, and I should hate him."

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I don’t know if the things I gave her worked, but within two days, Jiao Min informed me that her sister could go to school again.

At the same time, he also received a letter of recommendation from the factory.

Sixth Miss hasn't come to see me these days, and I don't know what's going on. Maybe it was because I was in a good mood just now and she felt a little embarrassed.

Yang Haijun was suddenly disappointed.

On the girl's side, everything went smoothly.

Yang Haijun didn't bring anything with him, only his elderly father. In the evening of that day, he came to Liu Feng's house empty-handed.

"Yang Haijun, what's going on?"

It was Jiao Min, who was about to tie an apron around her belt, who opened the door.

"Boss Jiao, I came here this time to report the situation to Director Liu."

After all, he was Liang Ladi's disciple, and he also gave himself two pounds of meat and a can of sesame oil.

The pork was brought back and both the man and the woman were greasy. Jiao Min always remembered this kindness.

"Director Liu." Yang Haijun walked in and greeted Liu Feng.

"Sit down and talk." Gong Yexiao waved at her.

Yang Haijun and Liu Feng sat side by side.

"Director Liu, I won't beat around the bush."

Yang Haijun didn't want to play around with this couple anymore.

"I want to help my dad with a part-time job in our factory."

Liu Feng and Jiao Min both looked a little ugly, especially Liu Feng, who even had wrinkles on his forehead.

"Isn't this for the good of the factory?"

Liu Feng smiled and said, "You are considering the factory. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

“If you let my dad work in the factory, I will buy him a piglet and let him raise it in our factory. When he dies, we can slaughter him here.”

When Liu Feng and Jiao Min heard this, they immediately became anxious.

"No way, Yang Haijun?"

"Yang Haijun, are you kidding me?"

Yang Haijun said, "Director Liu, Secretary Jiao, I can't joke about such a big thing."

Liu Feng asked, "Are you sure you can get a piglet?"

"Yes!" Yang Haijun answered with certainty.

Nanping Commune raises pigs, and he knows a lot of information. He is not talking about big pigs, but small pigs, because he is from Nanping Commune and knows that in some pig farms, one or two pigs will die from time to time.

The big pig was not dead and the little pig was normal.

Liu Feng and Jiao Min looked at each other.

"We promised you this. When you see the piglet, your dad can go back to work."

“The dilapidated house behind our factory is our pigpen.

The three hit it off immediately.

So Liu Feng specially invited Yang Haijun to his home for dinner and drinks.

After Yang Haijun left.

Jiao Min asked, "Old Liu, isn't this a bit too much?"

Liu Feng: "What's wrong?"

"If he can get our factory, he'll just be a temporary employee. If he can't do it, forget it."

"Besides, we have a security department. Who would come to our factory to investigate the source of these pigs?"

Nowadays, every security guard carries a pistol.

Saturday.

Since Yang Haijun had a day off the next day, he took out a box of cigarettes and borrowed a bicycle from the factory.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, they traveled all night, carrying things like cigarettes, alcohol, candy, and tea.

"Father, Jin Xin is here."

Yang Haijun returned to the village late at night.

Mr. Yang was old and had poor sleep quality. When he heard this, he quickly picked up a match and lit the oil lamp.

She got dressed, went downstairs and opened the door for him.

Yang Jinxin also woke up at this time.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Father Yang looked very anxious, afraid that he had done something wrong.

Yang Jinxin's face also flushed, he wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Brother, you're here again."

Yang Haijun put Xing Yang on the bed and said, "I have a day off tomorrow, so I borrowed a car from the factory!"

As soon as Mr. Yang heard the word "car", he ran out again.

“Why don’t you push the car in?”

"It was just left in the yard and disappeared overnight. We have no way to compensate them."

Chapter 344: Nanping Commune Doesn’t Even Have a Pig Farm

When Yang Jinxin heard that there was a car, his eyes lit up and all sleepiness disappeared.

"Dad, Daddy."

Hurry up and follow.

Outside, two people were talking.

Yang Jinxin: "Dad, can you lend me your bike?"

Father Yang asked him, "Can you ride a horse?"

Yang Jinxin said: "I can, but my brother can."

Father Yang: "You're still riding a bike so late at night? Your brother is very tired now. We can talk about this tomorrow."

Yang Jinxin: "Father."

After a while, they pushed the car into the house.

"Don't be sad, I have good news for you."

Yang Jinxin raised his head, his eyes full of hope: "Brother, can I go to school in the city?"

"Okay, the recommendation letter has been prepared. You can come directly to our school next semester."

"Bravo!"

"Amazing!"

Yang Jinxin grabbed Yang Tianming's arm, as happy as a cheerful little flower.

Father Yang also felt new hope.

"Dad, your work is already arranged. Can you help me arrange it?"

Father Yang said, "Then is it still necessary to look for the Party Secretary?"

Yang Haijun, "Send a pig to our village."

"I've arranged a job for you. It's to raise a pig in the factory. All you have to do is feed it every day."

Yang's father had no objection to raising pigs. Working in the countryside was much harder than raising pigs. It was too easy for him, a man, to take care of a piglet.

Father Yang said, "Then we will set off tomorrow morning. We need to get up early and go to bed before daybreak."

"While he's still at home, let's go find him. Who knows what will happen."

Yang Haijun felt like he had just taken a nap when he was woken up by this shout.

Yang Haijun took out two large bottles from the bag he carried with him, one large and one small, which was a can of Moutai.

A box of tea, a bag of milk candy.

He brought Yang's father out of the village and walked along the bumpy loess road.

When we arrived at the village party secretary’s house, it was a large three-story tiled house.

At this time, everyone in the village got up and prepared breakfast.

The motorcycles of Yang Haijun and his father are still very conspicuous.

The county party secretary's wife came here just for this bicycle.

These days, only people in the county can buy a public bicycle.

"Old Cow, there are people here."

"Who's here?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Yang Haijun, Yang's father, and Secretary Niu were pushed in before they could even leave.

Yang Haijun: "Secretary Niu, my name is Yang Haijun, and I live in Nanwan Village."