The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

"I rescued her once when I was wandering around the border. She is not bad. I just want to ask the young master if you have any plans to cultivate nails." Jie Chengwu took a careful look at Yang Dongxu.

After following Yang Dongxu for so long, she still understands Yang Dongxu's attitude. Don't look at the old man Xuan who taught him all the tricks in the world, Yang Dongxu himself is also very curious about things in the world.

But it was just curious to stand by and watch the excitement. Yang Dongxu never planned to go into the water to mess around, but Yang Dongxu's stall was getting bigger and bigger, but he didn't have his own source of information. Knowing what Yang Dongxu meant, he even mentioned it.

"Are you her benefactor?" Yang Dongxu raised his head and looked at Jie Chengwu. There was no extra expression on his face, but his eyes were a little strange.

"During that time, I went out to practice by myself, and I had sex with her for a while, but that was all." Jie Chengwu smiled, but it wasn't too embarrassing.

Although Jie Chengwu is a modern person and a Han nationality, the education he received and the knowledge he learned are different from ordinary people.

So the relationship between him and the bustard is similar to a friendship cannon, or that kind of ruthless friendship cannon. In the education that Jie Chengwu received, the existence of prostitution is just a tool for the entertainment of the 'uncles'.

I took a fancy to get it home and raise it. It doesn't mean to get it home, it's just to play casually, I pay for it, you give your body and everyone has fun together. But the whore who got out of bed wants to make some adjustments, or make some excessive demands, sorry, where do you go, I have money to exchange for a good figure and still play.

Of course Jie Chengwu couldn't do such a thing, but he knew how to measure it. So this bustard will become a running friend in the future. If Yang Dongxu agrees, there is a high possibility of becoming a mistress, and it is absolutely impossible to take her home.

And even if Aunt Hua knew about this matter, Aunt Hua would not make trouble. In her eyes, it's normal for a man to drink some flower wine, as long as he doesn't take it home and dirty the back house. As for having a child by accident, hehe, if Aunt Hua disagrees, the child will not get a dime in the future, or even spend a lot of money on it. Even Jie Chengwu won't become angry if my aunt kills the other party. Believe it or not?

Although murder is against the law, in the eyes of people like Jie Chengwu, this is a family matter and has nothing to do with the law.

"You still want to be a dewy couple for a while? If you like it, don't forget to keep it at home. As for nails, forget it. Your young master has no intention of being a chicken head." Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes, but he understood what Jie Chengwu meant.

The "nail" in Jie Chengwu's mouth means intelligence personnel, and it has been one of the important sources of information for all major forces since ancient times.

Because the lower class generally refers to all walks of life at the bottom of society, such as some ancient restaurants, restaurants, and brothels. Such places where people gather are good places to set up a secret whistle to inquire about news.

Especially the brothel, after some exercise, the wind blows in the ear, and a lot of information is sure.

But Yang Dongxu has no plans to mess around, nor does he want to set up an intelligence organization to become a big boss or something.

So he only needs to ensure that the big news is not blocked, and follow the pulse of the times according to the memories of future generations in his mind. As for where the development is, where a new batch of goods has arrived, where smuggling is being carried out, or who is going to deal with who, and who is going to kill whom, the news is completely useless to him.

As for some useful business information, such as where the plots are going to be sold, who is in charge, or asking about the reserve price, or traveling to the mainland, he has other channels for this, and there is no need to get involved with these people.

When it entered November, Ran Feifei, who had been studying with Li Yan and Zhou Ya's private tutoring, was finally able to be alone, but she didn't have a direct overview of everything about the Yang family banquet.

Instead, I went to the branch at the front door and became the store manager, so I could accumulate management experience first. At present, Li Yan is still in charge of the business of the Yang Family Banquet, and Zhou Ya checks the accounts from time to time.

Regarding the expansion of branches in other cities, such as Shanghai, it has been put on hold for now, because Li Yan, who is two years older than Zhou Ya, finally found her son-in-law after thousands of choices.

The man's name is Zhang Kun, a 35-year-old middle-aged man, a college student, a technical talent. He used to work in a state-owned enterprise. Later, for unknown reasons, he resigned from his job as the deputy factory director and joined the tide of doing business.

He worked on a lot of business, and finally made achievements in catering. Now he runs a big restaurant in the west city, and they all say that their peers are enemies. In the end, the two really became a pair of enemies.

The love between the two eventually went to get married. In Yanjing's catering industry, many people have always talked about it, but in the story of the talk, the Yang family banquet belongs to the party that lost his wife and lost his army.

As a catering chain established by Yanjing, the Yang Family Banquet must be upscale and stylish, and has always been a role model for other catering companies. Therefore, there are too many people who come to study with humility, or secretly inquire, or even directly go out to poach people.

Zhang Kun was also one of the catering bosses who stole his teacher, but it turned out that others stole his teacher to start a catering business, so he just 'stolen' a wife and went home, and this wife was also the big housekeeper of the Yang Family Banquet.

Li Yan was married away by a colleague, isn't this a loss of his wife and a loss of his army?

However, compared to Li Yan's apprehension when talking about this matter, Yang Dongxu's performance is much more magnanimous. After all, no matter how old Li Yan was at the Yang Family Banquet, she was also a woman after all, and it was perfectly normal to marry and have children.

At the same time, when Li Yan got married, Yang Dongxu did not intend to let the other party resign. Instead, he was granted a marriage leave, and continued to return to work after the holiday.

After all, Li Yan is the current chief housekeeper of the Yang Family Banquet. If she is dismissed because of her marriage, it will be Li Yan who will lose the most, not the Yang Family Yan. Management is only one aspect of Yang Family Banquet's current fame, and the quality of the dishes is also the key.

So Li Yan doesn't care whether Li Yan will hand over the advanced management model of Yang Jiayan to Zhang Kun and Yang Dongxu. After all, such a management model is something that is put on the bright side.

So this is not a secret, so Yang Dongxu is more concerned about Li Yan's loyalty than whether Li Yan will help her husband improve his restaurant's business.

As long as Li Yan's professional ethics is still there, there is no big problem. The Yang family banquet will be whatever it is. If Li Yan's plan to expand outwards is convenient, it will continue after her marriage leave is over. After all, even if you are the boss, you can still control the marriage of the employees below. Did you find a cook or a groom?

"How is it, are you used to it?" Yang Dongxu asked as Ran Feifei walked in from the outside with a tired face.

Since becoming the store manager of the branch, Ran Feifei naturally couldn't live in the staff dormitory at Wangfujing. The front door is relatively close to the courtyard, and it's not peaceful recently, so Ran Feifei moved here to live. .

And before the National Day, Zhou Yiren was promoted again, this time directly transferred to work in the State Council, the official position was not raised this time, but the position suddenly became important, and from the former political research office hidden behind the think tank to the current half public identity.

It was obviously not suitable to live in such a small courtyard, so Zhou Yiren was directly arranged to live in the housing compound arranged by the State Council, which made it easier to work, and his security work was also easy to do.

So now basically no one lives in the small courtyard, only occasionally when Zhou Ya comes back, Yang Dongxu will go to stay with him for two days, and from time to time he will go to stay with his grandpa for two days.

But Zhou Yiren has become even busier since he was transferred from another job. He is already a silver-haired man who is not yet sixty years old. What he does every day is work, work, and work.

It was useless even to persuade Zhou Ya, his beloved daughter, so Yang Dongxu had no choice but to ask the nanny arranged by the government to take good care of him.

In addition to the Wu Qinxi taught by the old man Xuan, no matter how busy his grandfather is at work, he will still practice it in the morning. He is more serious than Yang Dongxu in martial arts, and his body is very healthy, so Yang Dongxu can feel at ease.

"It's okay, it's just that many things are not as smooth as Sister Li and Sister Ya." Ran Feifei took off her slippers and lay lazily on the chair.

Dressed in business attire, she is becoming more and more capable now. Instead of losing weight due to the sudden increase in workload, her figure has become more rounded, making people who chase her like crucian carp in a river.

I don't know if it's because her last relationship made her cautious, or because she is really busy now and doesn't have time to talk to those who come to show her love, so there are many people chasing her, but so far no one can ask her out.

"Lie down on the bed next to you, or you will say that your whole body is sore after a while." Looking at Ran Feifei, who was extraordinarily capable outside, she was nestled in the chair unimaginably at this moment, Yang Dongxu reminded.

Most of the furniture in Yang Dongxu's study room is made of hardwood, which looks antique and stylish, and matches well with the decoration of the study room and the courtyard house, but it's okay to pretend to be aggressive. If you really sit down, even if you sit on the cushions for a long time It still feels stiff.

"Come here and help me massage my shoulders." Ran Feifei stretched her legs and moved lazily to the bed next to her, squinting at Yang Dongxu.

As they became more and more familiar with each other, Ran Feifei also began to slowly release her nature, especially after adapting to the life in the big courtyard, she has a demeanor of being a big lady to Yang Dongxu.

"Why don't you come and help me massage my shoulders?" Yang Dongxu was wearing socks on his feet, and instead of sitting on a chair, he sat on a blanket on the ground, holding a book in one hand and half leaning on the bench next to him, indescribably lazy.

The weather in November is already a bit cold, but the study is very warm, especially since Yang Dongxu is sitting under a complete tiger skin, not to mention the taste.