"There is still this?"

Yang Yanzhao sat on the bench, and the injury on his leg recurred due to the impending rain, which was so painful that it was not convenient for walking. But after hearing his son's words, he raised his head and thought, "Did Your Highness make a promise in person?"

"That's natural." Yang Wenguang said proudly: "Let's just let's point your brothers and draw your names."

Yang Yanzhao was a person who had experienced the glory of the Yang family. He sat there and said nothing more, but asked back: "Do you know that most of the brothers in the family have no skills? Your princess ordered them. What should we do in the future?"

"I said it, but Your Highness said that you can just call it and the rest will be discussed tomorrow."

"There is such a thing." Yang Yanzhao repeated several times: "I will go with you tomorrow."

"Father, you have trouble with your legs and feet. Do you still believe me? This is a small matter. At worst, you can't do it." Yang Wenguang said with a smile: "Okay, Father, you are born at home. I have a big and small matter at home. When I heat up the food, I will gather my brothers together."

Yang Yanzhao wanted to say something, but it didn't make much sense. No matter what it was, it was time for the child to stand alone.

"Then you go."

Yang Wenguang agreed happily, but Yang Yanzhao didn't understand what it meant. After all, everyone knew that those ruffians were useless people, and it was okay to do some dirty things, but...

"Forget it."

Yang Yanzhao sighed silently, looking at his son's proud back, he suddenly thought of his past self. Once upon a time, he was as bright as a dress and angry horse, with red mouth and white teeth, and jumped out happily, but in a blink of an eye, it was already in his twilight years, just like the Song Dynasty.

The next morning, Yang Wenguang got up early, braved the fine rain and went out, calling several brothers to go door to door and pull up the lazy dogs who were staying in bed, forcing them to wash up and put on decent clothes.

“All of it can be arrived?”

"Go back to the young master, all the brothers have arrived." A thug walked up and said, "Young master, can you really let the princess do a job for us?"

"Look at you." Yang Wenguang smiled, then shouted loudly: "Everything is better! If you see the princess later, if you still look like this, it will ruin your brothers' future. Don't blame me for turning against others."

After the ruffians received the news yesterday, they were actually a little happy. After all, if this matter can be accomplished, they are still a person who eats the public. At that time, no one in the countryside should look up to him? When asked, they said that they were working under the princess’s hands and their faces were shining.

More than a thousand rascals followed Yang Wenguang to the front of Okura yesterday. The Guanmai was almost frightened along the way. They were relieved until they heard that it was the one invited by His Highness the Princess, but the people on the way were all as if they were facing a great enemy.

"I'm afraid I've stabbed the rat's nest, so many thugs." The servant on the roadside joked: "I'm afraid it's lively today."

"But don't talk nonsense..." An older companion next to him quickly pulled him: "This group of people can't mess with you."

Just a group of people who didn't look like good things came to Okura in a mighty way. Yang Wenguang didn't report it, just stood in front of the rain and waited, and the ruffians behind him didn't dare to say much, and they stood there waiting with him.

Seeing this, the worker at the door hurriedly ran in and knocked on Song Beiyun's door, and said hurriedly: "It's not good to be in charge."

Just because Song Beiyun, who was sleepy in the morning shift, saw his hurry and asked slowly: "What's wrong? Is it bad? Is your father or my mother dead? Look, you're so anxious."

"No, the businessman... There were a group of thugs outside, and they stood there without saying a word."

"oh?"

After hearing this, Song Beiyun woke up immediately and slapped his head: "It's quite punctual."

As he said that, he pulled up the oil-paper umbrella next to him and walked out. Not long after he left the house, he happened to see more than a thousand people standing in the team. Yang Wenguang was the one at the top. The boy was soaked all over, but he didn't even move in the rain. The rogues behind him were naturally far worse than his, but he could barely obey orders.

"Wen Guang." Song Beiyun threw the umbrella to the person next to him: "It's raining so much. I forgot to tell you yesterday that it will rain later, it's okay."

Yang Wenguang shouted with great momentum: "Marching and fighting can't be delayed for a moment. Not to mention it rains, even if it's knife, it's going to come!"

Song Beiyun was also wet with him in the rain and circled around the rascals. To put it bluntly, these people were just a bunch of hooligans. In other words, Yang Wenguang was a little hooligan leader. When Song Beiyun was observing them, these people also looked at him with rebellious eyes. Several of them were even unconvinced and secretly looked at Song Beiyun with provocative eyes.

Seeing the virtues of these people, Song Beiyun laughed: "Okay, okay, this is the person I'm looking for!"

After saying that, he turned around and patted Yang Wenguang on the shoulder: "Wenguang, I'll let them log in to the roster, please follow me."

Yang Wenguang nodded, then turned around and ordered Song Beiyun's orders, and shouted fiercely: "Be honest with me! Have you heard?"

Soon, all the thugs were taken to ascend the throne, while Yang Wenguang followed Song Beiyun to his "office". After entering, Song Beiyun handed him a towel: "Wipe."

Yang Wenguang looked at Song Beiyun with a strange expression. After wiping off the water from his face, he slightly distanced himself from Song Beiyun: "The person in charge... I am not as good as Long Yang."

"?"

A big question mark rose in Song Beiyun's eyes, and then suddenly reacted and cursed angrily: "You fart, I'm not interested in you at all!"

"That's good...that's good..." Yang Wenguang let out a long sigh: "I really don't have that sip."

"So too." Song Beiyun said seriously: "Hold the grass... don't you think I asked you to come for that reason, do you?"

"How much..." Yang Wenguang took a deep breath: "How much is a little scared."

Too lazy to understand this person's brain circuit, Song Beiyun sat on the chair and looked at Yang Wenguang: "How much income can these people under your command have in a month?"

"At more, two or three silos, and at least..."

Seeing his hesitant look, Song Beiyun smiled and said, "There is no harvest, right?"

"Well, but they are all good Erlang, it's this world..."

"Okay, those who can't make money from the right path are good men." Song Beiyun leaned against the chair and took out an abacus and started to fight: "According to your 1,500 people, each person earns three guan per month, a total of 4,500 guan. When you leave later, I will write a note and go to the account to pay 4,520 guan. From today on, you will all be considered princesses."

"But... there are not so many people, but there are actually only more than 1,430 people."

"I'm too lazy to calculate. As for how many people you decide, you decide how to decide." Song Beiyun crossed his legs: "You get the money today and go back first, eat and drink. From tomorrow on, you can bring people to the job for training every day, and get off work at the hour of You. During these seven days, you will come to the training every day. I will tell you the training goals of today in the morning. You will be responsible for the acceptance in the afternoon, and report to me on the second day. After seven days, you will be the time for all of you to go to work. If you can't do it, don't blame the princess for punishing you."

Although Yang Wenguang didn't know what this training was, there was a word for training, which was like training in the military camp.

"You can take this back today and read it carefully." Song Beiyun took out a booklet from the drawer and threw it in front of Yang Wenguang: "This is your own rules and regulations, and I will memorize it carefully. If you agree, come here to sign the contract tomorrow morning."

"I'm the only one who signs?"

"That's natural. I invited you. Your brothers were following you. They are not my people. But these ugly words are ahead. If you don't have any jurisdiction and they have committed any trouble, you will be unlucky. Do you understand if I say this?"

Yang Wenguang nodded slightly, then clasped his fists and said, "Thank you the princess for me!"

"Okay, I still have some things to do. You go to the account to pay the money." Song Beiyun handed Yang Wenguang a voucher with the princess's seal printed: "Remember, this is called a check. If you want to withdraw money here, you have to report it first. After the princess approves it, you can only pay the money with this, otherwise you will not be able to get a single child."

"Understood."

Soon, Yang Wenguang, who was bombarded from the room, happily received more than 4,000 guan from the account. After he got the money, the thugs almost registered. He raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, come to my place to withdraw money."

When the thugs heard that they had money, they rushed over immediately and surrounded Yang Wenguang in a mess.

Seeing this scene, he slapped the box hard: "Damn it! Who asked you to surround me? Are there any rules?"

The young leader is the young leader. You have to recognize your temper. The ruffians quickly lined up in front of Yang Wenguang.

In this orderly state, Yang Wenguang kept sending big money to everyone, and every time he sent one, he would say the previous sentence: "This is the monthly money for this month, and I will come here at the hour of tomorrow."

Soon, more than a thousand people received the money. Yang Wenguang waved his hand: "Let's go, since you have taken the money. If you can't see you tomorrow, don't blame me for not showing mercy to my brothers."

At this moment, Song Beiyun walked out of the room with his briefcase, looked at Yang Wenguang with a smile, and then left here with his head down and an umbrella like a rural cadre.

Yang Wenguang obviously didn't see him, so he just bent down and spread the remaining money in the box on the table: "Put this money on me first. In the future, any family can get a headache or a headache. My father said that if you follow the Yang family, you will not let you suffer any losses."

The ruffians below were shouting that the young leader was benevolent and righteous, and Song Beiyun looked back at this moment and held Qiaoqiao who came to pick him up: "The Yang family and tiger generals are indeed talents."

"My surname is Yang, too." Qiaoqiao said with a smile: "Why didn't you praise me?"

"I Qiaoqiao still needs to praise me? That's the best girl in the world." Song Beiyun smiled and touched Qiaoqiao's head: "By the way, have you made the clothes?"

"Okay." Qiao Qiao nodded and said, "I handed over it to the workshop just now. Because the style is simple, they can drive out two thousand sets today."

"Okay." Song Beiyun nodded.

But when he was about to leave, he came to him with an umbrella and a smile and stood there and said, "Song Caizi, you can make it easy for me to find."

Song Beiyun looked up and down at the man, and a smile appeared on his face: "Isn't this Mr. Beipo? There are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there are mistakes and there

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Chapter completed!