Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

They're not making money from this. If you just want to read, then just read.

If you're thirsty, go to the water room where there's hot water; you can pour it yourself and drink it.

If you get hungry, you'll have to fend for yourself. Eating isn't allowed in this room; the smell will spread everywhere, which isn't good for the books.

"However, we need to print all these books first."

Whether it's a rare book or one he bought from a bookstore, Yang Jianguo doesn't plan to put it in the Tea Talk Book Bar.

They printed everything in a uniform format, and then just put these printed copies on the shelves.

Nowadays, the general public's level of education is truly limited; even if you offer them the opportunity to read books for free, they may not cherish it.

If the printed copy is damaged, just reprint it.

But if this was originally going to be broken, then some things might be impossible to fix.

Even if you could get your hands on it, you don't know how much effort it would take.

"Hey, Aimin will be back soon. What are you going to say about that thing you promised him?"

Yingzi reminded him not to break his promise.

The couple shared the same personality: either they wouldn't agree, or if they did, they had to get it done.

Yang Jianguo had previously promised Li Aimin that he would get him a car.

"I remember, they're talking about it right now!"

The delegation has already gone abroad, but things are not quite what Yang Jianguo expected.

This time, his target was Mercedes, not the Volkswagen he remembered.

Yang Jianguo was unaware that the delegation had originally intended to hire Mercedes-Benz, but Volkswagen intercepted the deal halfway through.

It was only when people reached the masses that they discovered that there was a complete production line for people, which could fully meet their needs.

Then I heard from someone who went to Mercedes to inquire that Mercedes' production line wasn't as good as Volkswagen's.

After comparing the options, I finally chose Volkswagen.

Mercedes-Benz didn't take the news seriously, thinking there was no future development in the mainland market.

He turned his head and mocked the public for being so hungry that they would eat anything.

Some even asserted that the public would suffer huge losses as a result, and they were waiting to see it become a laughing stock.

Who knew that those who came to laugh at them would almost become the laughingstock themselves?

Yang Jianguo was unaware of the details, but he had already submitted his opinion to his superiors, hoping that all future products introduced would be joint ventures.

Joint production and creation, rather than simply buying Dongxi and using her.

Whether he will receive attention or not is not something he can decide.

We've done everything we could. If it works out, great; if not, we'll have to find another way.

If things really don't work out, Li Aimin's capital should be almost gone after a couple more trips.

We'll send him abroad to import a car production line.

He became the first person in China to produce private cars.

Someone has to be the first to achieve this.

However, this deal still needs to involve Zhang Liangyu.

Otherwise, if all the good things were to go to those around him, wouldn't that be tantamount to actively attracting hatred and making enemies for himself?

Yang Jianguo is not afraid when it comes to work.

But this business is different from a job, and he can't get too involved.

Besides, Zhang Liangyu has already come to us.

That means the princes are gradually being loosened up and are about to start causing trouble.

Over the next decade or so, countless princes with terrifying backgrounds will stir up trouble and create waves of upheaval.

Even if Yang Jianguo had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't dare say, "There can't be such a powerful person in Beijing!"

On the contrary, the combined power of these princes is terrifying.

High-ranking officials in charge of border regions all had to be punished.

In retrospect, Zhang Liangyu's appearance was actually a good thing.

The princes were all proud and arrogant, and each had their own circle of friends.

Zhang Liangyu should also have his own circle of friends. If we could lend his circle to ourselves and guide it appropriately, that would be great.

Perhaps, it can actually become a stabilizing anchor during the reform and opening-up period!

It should be understood that the princes are not necessarily willing to do evil; it's just that sometimes they lack restraint and guidance, and are also young and impetuous.

And then, by sheer coincidence, we encountered such a turbulent and barbaric era.

The allure of those brightly colored, white, and glistening things.

Since no one can control them and they can get whatever they want at will, they're bound to act recklessly without any restraint or guidance.

Many of the princes, having just been freed from their bonds, all harbored the thought of 'achieving something so that their fathers can praise them too.'

What son wouldn't want to hear his father say, "Great job, my son is capable!"

But the education system of this day and age doesn't encourage that.

Even when suppressed, they're still so arrogant, completely oblivious to their own limitations. If we keep praising them, they'll just get cocky and arrogant.

Chapter 364 Uncle Guangtian is a real man, the Liu family is growing apart

For Liu Guangtian, going home was like a nightmare.

There was not a trace of warmth or sunshine in that home.

It's either hitting or cursing~

When he was a child, he envied his father and brother for eating well. Now that he's grown up, he lives in fear, worried that if anything goes wrong, he'll become his father's punching bag.

He's an adult, he's working, but he's still a good-for-nothing in his father's eyes.

Sometimes, Liu Guangtian even wished he had never been born.

So he ran away.

He would run far away, as long as he could avoid seeing his father, he would be happy to eat chaff or drink thin gruel.

Once they run out, it's like a loach falling into a mud pit.

comfortable!

From that moment on, Liu Guangtian never considered coming back.

But today, he has no choice but to come back.

The factory manager of the soy sauce factory took care of the matter and told him to quickly give Yang Jianguo a reply.

He was supposed to come yesterday, but he got into a fight and ended up in the police station, where he was locked up all night.

This made Liu Guangtian very anxious, but he was helpless.

As soon as he came out, he didn't even care about his rumbling stomach and hurriedly ran into the yard.

But when they arrived at the destination, before they even saw Jianguo, Liu Haizhong caught them.

Seeing his son looking anxious in the yard, Liu Hai felt a surge of anger.

He was both annoyed and a little smug, thinking, 'This kid must have gotten himself into trouble and come back for me to clean up his mess.'

'I knew it was just a good-for-nothing Dong Qian. If the eldest brother were still alive, he'd definitely be better than his two younger brothers.'

Once Liu Haizhong "determines" his identity, his mouth can't stay still.

"You dare come back? What are you doing back here? Haven't you grown up already?"

"What, you caused trouble outside and now you want me to clean up your mess?"

"Let me tell you, no way. If you're so capable, then take responsibility for it yourself."

"Look at you, you pathetic sight."

"You dare to challenge your father as soon as your wings have fully grown? What did I tell you? You'll be a good-for-nothing for life."

"If the boss were here, he would definitely be better than you and that kid Guangfu, those two troublesome Dongqian."

"Hey~ You dare glare at me? Believe me or not, I'll slap you."

He started cursing and swearing, and Liu Haizhong was about to go inside to get a whip.

Liu Guangtian stood in the courtyard, his eyes fixed on the door with an uncertain expression.

Aunt Er came out, pointed at Liu Guangtian with a mean face and said, "You, you come back, but why do you make your father angry as soon as you come back?"

"Kneel down and apologize to your father right now, or you'll get whipped later..."

"Hey, you kid, why are you so disobedient?"

Seeing his mother's face, Liu Guangtian suddenly felt like laughing.

This is his mother, his biological mother.

But why is his mother like this? Why was he born into such a family?

What sins did I, Liu Guangtian, commit in my past life that God is punishing me like this?!

Why shouldn't children have the right to choose their parents?

Why do factory workers need training before starting their jobs, but parents don't?

Damn it, God! That's so unfair!

Liu Guangtian cursed inwardly, holding his head high and his back straight.

I just stood there at the door...

"I'll beat you to death, you good-for-nothing, you ingrate! I'd rather have a dog than you."

Liu Haizhong came out cursing and swearing, raising the whip in his hand and flicking it forward.

slap~

Liu Guangtian's clothes were torn in one place, leaving a red stain on his body.

Liu Guangtian shuddered, then stood with his hands behind his back, motionless.

Pa~pa~pa~

After being whipped seven or eight times, Liu Haizhong felt a little guilty.

Liu Guangtian just stood there in the yard, letting him draw blood, without uttering a sound.

She held her head high, her eyes filled with disdain and indifference as she looked at him.

That way... it was like looking at an animal.

Seeing that he had stopped hitting, her tense body relaxed slightly, but her whole body was burning with excruciating pain.

But this pain was nothing compared to Liu Guangtian's dead heart.

"Finished? Enough? If not, continue." Liu Guangtian stared at his father, his tone frighteningly calm.

Banggeng, peeking through the doorway, clenched his fists and exclaimed excitedly, "He's so manly! How come I never realized Uncle Guangtian was so handsome before?"

"You, you get out of here, get out!" Liu Haizhong shouted, his voice filled with bravado but his heart was filled with fear.

He was genuinely afraid of his son at this moment, but the more afraid he was, the more irritable he became.

As a father, how could I be intimidated by a mere kid?

Enraged, Liu Haizhong raised his hand and swung the whip forward again, *crack*

This time, the whip missed its mark, and Liu Guangtian caught it instead.

The father and son each held one end of the whip, pulling it taut.

"Let go! Let go!" Liu Haizhong shouted fiercely, "Let go of me, do you hear me?"