Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

"Jiang Yuan?" Wang Fei glared at his father angrily, "How could I like him like that? Even if all the men in the world were dead, I wouldn't be able to fall in love with him. Humph, that bastard!"

Wang Zun and his wife looked at each other with different expressions.

After Wang Fei fell asleep, Wang Zun was pulled into the bedroom by his wife.

"Husband, who is Jiang Yuan? How many people are there in the family? How is his character?"

Wang Zun looked solemn, "There is no doubt about his character, and his antique skills are not inferior to those of the older generation of players. It's just that I can't understand his life experience."

"No, why are you asking this?" Wang Zun's eyelids twitched, "I'm telling you, don't think blindly. Our precious daughter is still young and I don't allow her to fall in love. I don't want her to suffer a loss when she gets married. I want to

I will take care of her for the rest of her life."

Wang Zun's wife sighed, "You didn't see the look on your daughter's face. She is obviously interested in that Jiang Yuan. You can't control the children's affairs."

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"Ah sneeze!"

Jiang Yuan had just finished taking a shower when he sneezed for no reason.

"Who is talking about me?" Jiang Yuan said to himself, lit a cigarette and walked to the yard.

Liu Xiaojun and Liu Shiqi stayed in the store. Jiang Yuan lived alone in the courtyard on Changning Street today, so it seemed particularly peaceful.

Suddenly, a hemp rope was thrown in from outside the wall, followed by a dark shadow.

Jiang Yuan frowned, quietly picked up a wooden stick, and stood motionless behind the pillar.

The black figure hurriedly walked to the door of the small foreign building and opened the door.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, before he even touched the door, he heard a "squeak" and the door opened by itself.

The black shadow was stunned for a moment, turned around and was about to leave, but heard a sound breaking through the air above his head.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the black figure screamed in pain, holding his dizzy head, staggering into the house.

Jiang Yuan reached out and touched the light switch.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the whole small foreign-style building suddenly became bright.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

The two of them spoke in surprise at the same time.

The intruder turned out to be Deng Wen! Sun Hong’s uncle.

However, he was very embarrassed at this time, his clothes were in tatters, and his exposed skin was full of scars.

Looking at his haggard and pale face, his hair like a chicken coop, and his tangled beard, you can guess that he has been having a very unhappy life recently.

It is said that enemies become extremely jealous when they meet.

Deng Wen's eyes were indeed very red, but they were stained red by the blood flowing from his forehead.

He held his head and stared at Jiang Yuan with his scarlet eyes.

If Jiang Yuan hadn't offended Sun Hong, he wouldn't have sent people to trouble Jiang Yuan, he wouldn't have been investigated by the police, he wouldn't have been wanted, and he wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

"Jiang Yuan!" Deng Wen gritted his teeth, "It's all because of you that I'm in such a miserable state."

Jiang Yuan sneered, "Haha", "The saddest thing is that you still don't know the reason why you are in this situation."

"Everything is because of Sun Hong, because of Sun Dabiao, and because of you!"

"It's not that one family doesn't come into the same house. How many scandalous things have you three done secretly? I believe you don't need me to remind you, right?"

"I'll kill you!"

Deng Wen's face was covered with blood and he looked extremely ferocious. He pulled out a dagger from his waist and rushed towards Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan quickly retreated. Deng Wen had become desperate and became a desperado. It was better not to get too entangled with him.

Seeing Jiang Yuan about to run away, Deng Wen roared and chased after him. He actually threw Jiang Yuan to the ground and stabbed Jiang Yuan in the back with the dagger in his hand.

The hair on Jiang Yuan's back stood up, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly turned over and pressed Deng Wen under him. At the same time, he slammed his right elbow backward.

This elbow hit Deng Wen firmly on the head, almost causing him to faint.

Jiang Yuan also felt uncomfortable. His arm was scratched by a dagger and was bleeding.

The severe pain caused Jiang Yuan's adrenaline to surge and he became violent.

They saw Jiang Yuan riding on Deng Wen, hugging his right hand holding the knife, and kept knocking him on the ground.

Once, twice, three times, Deng Wen wanted to overturn Jiang Yuan, but found that Jiang Yuan was surprisingly strong.

Deng Wen's right hand was bloody and bloody, and he didn't know how many fingers were broken.

It is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart. At this time, Deng Wen's expression was distorted in pain and his body was shaking continuously.

But Jiang Yuan knew that when fighting against such a desperado, a slight hesitation would put himself in danger.

After thinking for less than half a second, Jiang Yuan became violent again, grabbed Deng Wen's arm and broke it hard. There was a crisp sound of "click", and Deng Wen's right arm was directly fractured.

Jiang Yuan didn't stop what he was doing and grabbed Deng Wen's left hand again.

A moment later, an exhausted Jiang Yuan got up from the ground, his body covered in blood and dirt.

Glancing at the burning and painful wound on his arm, Jiang Yuan felt his bladder contract and he felt the urge to urinate.

Looking at Deng Wen again, he was lying on his back on the ground, moaning in pain, and his whole body seemed to have a big character on the ground.

Both of his arms were broken, and the severe pain almost made him despair.

But the strong desire to survive finally defeated anger and hatred.

He looked at Jiang Yuan humbly and begged:

"Jiang Yuan, let me go. Really, I don't want to die."

"I can't be caught. Please, as long as you let me go, I can give you a lot of money. Really, if I lie to you, I will die!"

Jiang Yuan lit a cigarette with trembling hands and took a deep breath before calming down.

"No matter how much money you have, I won't dare to ask for it. Just accept your fate."

Deng Wen was completely desperate, "Jiang Yuan, please spare me. I bought the house next door secretly. I have hidden all my money. As long as you let me go, I will tell you the location."

Jiang Yuan stared at Deng Wen coldly for a few seconds. In the end, without saying anything, he directly pulled off the rope hanging on the wall of the courtyard and tied Deng Wen tightly.

Early the next morning, the police came to the door.

Jiang Yuan explained what happened last night in detail, and also said that Deng Wen's "dirty money" was hidden in the yard next door.

The policeman glanced at the wound that the officer had bandaged and gave a thumbs up, "Well done, young man. Deng Wen probably wanted to hide in your yard and wait for the right time to go next door to get the hidden money. Fortunately, you

Subdued him."

"Do you know where Deng Wen hid the money?"

Jiang Yuan was also a little curious, "Where is it hidden?"

"Put it in a safe and hang it in the sewer."

Jiang Yuan: "..."

After the police left, Jiang Yuan drove the truck to the village.

After all, it had been several days since Chen Zhong arrived, and Jiang Yuan also wanted to go back to see the progress of the ceramic factory.

What's more, the closure of Jinfu Ceramics Factory is a good opportunity for the development of Jiangjiacun Ceramics Factory.

The truck stopped at the edge of the construction site. When Jiang Yuan got out of the car, he saw that no one could be seen on the entire construction site.

After taking a closer look, it turned out that everyone was gathered around the factory, listening to Chen Zhong explain how to use a series of tools.

There is a wooden shelf next to it, with more than a dozen pieces of exquisite porcelain placed on it.

Jiang Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Uncle Chen, you move very quickly."

Hearing the sound, Chen Zhong, who was demonstrating the hand-making process, stood up and signaled the women in the village to try it themselves. He washed his hands in the bucket and walked towards Jiangyuan with a smile.

Zhu Dashan also walked over. He was keenly aware that Jiang Yuan's arm was injured. He frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"I met Deng Wen, but it's okay. The police have arrested him."

Zhu Dashan nodded, "Then let's go back to the city together in the afternoon, just in time to spend some time with my old mother."

Jiang Yuan patted Zhu Dashan's shoulder and said, "You have worked hard this time."

Chen Zhong also said 'hmm', "Da Shan is a good person and organizes the people in the village in an orderly manner."

"In addition, I have already selected the styles of the first batch of products from the ceramic factory and will start the first trial production tomorrow. However, the villagers have no experience. It will take at least half a month to produce qualified porcelain."

"It's already very good," Jiang Yuan smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Uncle Chen, just follow the arrangements. I believe you."

"In addition, I will look for sales as soon as possible."

Chen Zhong nodded with satisfaction, "There's another thing. Spring plowing has been delayed due to the construction of the factory during this period. Although the villagers don't say it, I can see their anxiety."

Jiang Yuan thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Farming is the duty of the villagers. We can't change it for a while. Let's do this. Don't force it yet. Those who have farm work are allowed to do farm work first, and I will take out some money.

Distributed to every household to celebrate the opening of the ceramics factory."

Chen Zhong smiled with satisfaction.

He has seen many ceramic factories in Jingdezhen, and the scale is several times larger than that of Jiangjiacun Ceramics Factory, but he has never seen such a generous boss as Jiang Yuan.

Although the factory belongs to all the villagers, so far, all the funds have been invested by Jiang Yuan.

"Aren't you afraid that the factory's performance will be poor? What if it loses money?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand indifferently, "There are risks in doing anything, and you may choke to death when eating. If you think about failure before you start, then you might as well not do anything at all."

"Uncle Chen, as I said before, I believe in you and my own judgment, so just feel free to be your factory director."

Chen Zhong's wife came over with a smile at this time, "Jiang Yuan, we live in this house very well. I haven't thanked you yet. In this case, I will cook and let you try my aunt's cooking."

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Thank you very much, Auntie."

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Jiang Yuan didn't stop after eating and drove directly back to the city.

Since he said that he would arrange for Liu Shiqi to go to the capital for surgery, he could no longer refuse, otherwise Ye Zhiqiu would inevitably think too much.

When they returned to the store, only Liu Shiqi and Master Mo were there. Jiang Yuan discussed with Liu Shiqi directly and decided to let Liu Xiaojun accompany her to the capital tomorrow.

Liu Shiqi pursed her lips and said, "Brother Jiang, I heard that the capital is very prosperous and there are many new things that we have never seen before. Why don't you come with us and treat it as a tourist trip?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I have been busy looking for sales for the ceramic factory recently, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get away. Don't worry, Xiaojun is much more stable now, and he will take good care of you."

Liu Shiqi shook her head quickly, "That's not what I meant, then... okay, I'll go pack my things right now."

Jiang Yuan nodded, poured himself a cup of tea, walked over to Master Mo and sat down opposite him.

Old Man Mo glanced at Jiang Yuan meaningfully, "Sometimes I think you are very smart, and sometimes I think you are like a fool. What do you mean, Shiqi, you don't understand?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of Ye Zhiqiu's words again. Could it be that... Liu Shiqi really likes herself?

"No, definitely not, I regard Shi Qi as my sister," Jiang Yuan quickly shook his head.

Just then Liu Shiqi came out of the inner room and said, "Brother Jiang, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'm going to buy vegetables..."

"Ah? No need, I...I have something else to do," Jiang Yuan put down his teacup, stood up and walked towards the door, "Shiqi, you and Master Mo can just have dinner together. I'll go back to Changning Street first and take care of you tomorrow morning.

Shang Xiaojun will come with you to pick you up and take you to the station."

Liu Shiqi looked at Jiang Yuan driving away with confusion on her face, and suddenly her eyes turned red, "Grandpa Mo, do you think Brother Jiang hates me?"

Old Man Mo sighed, "I can't understand or guess what you young people are doing, but girl, once some window paper is punctured, it can never be repaired."