Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

Moreover, the world is different now. Yan Jiefang does not pay wages, and Yan Jiekuang is also obedient.

As for Yan Jiecheng, paying him three yuan in rent every month is not very useful.

"Ask Xu Damao and the second uncle. They have contacted the former Director Li and they are probably going to do something. It is not convenient for me to participate."

Yang Weibiao shook his head. These three uncles were basically screwed. If they could save some salary later, they would have to pay it back to Yi Zhonghai.

He thought that neither Xu Damao nor Liu Haizhong were willing to take Yan Bugui with them.

The original small team had actually collapsed long ago, and everyone was busy doing their own thing. As for the final outcome, he couldn't say for sure.

"Wei Biao, why don't you give me some advice and let me make a little money? Otherwise, I won't be able to make any money this day."

Yan Bugui is a frugal person, but he was used to eating reception dishes before, and now today he has stick noodles and no wine, so he is not enjoying himself.

Yang Weibiao was about to speak when he suddenly saw an unexpected person. The white-haired Jia Zhang walked into the courtyard. This was strange.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Qin Huairu has returned to the village with her children, and they are not in this courtyard. So why is Mrs. Jia Zhang here?

How many years have passed in a flash, and it has been some time since Jia Zhang left this courtyard.

There is quite a difference between things and people. When the white-haired and thin Jia Zhang came into the courtyard again, people who were not familiar with her could no longer recognize her.

"Jia Zhang, what are you doing here?"

Yan Bugui hated the old Jia family, especially the Jia and Zhang family, who blocked his fortune many times, and even the company's goods were seized. Otherwise, his life would not be so miserable.

"Lao Yan, I'm looking for the old lady."

The Jia Zhang family has lost its original fighting strength. Over the years, its edges and corners have been worn away. To put it mildly, there is a possibility that they may not be able to survive any winter.

But Yang Weibiao knew that, let alone 1968, even in 1992, the Jia and Zhang family were still alive and well.

But that's the Jia Zhang family in the original drama who eats, drinks and doesn't work, so it's not the same.

"Why are you looking for the old lady? The old lady is not in good health. Don't disturb her."

Yan Bugui pushed up the frames of his glasses, feeling that there was something going on, maybe it was for the house.

"Director Yang, you are now Bangge's little uncle. Look, let me go into this courtyard to find the old lady."

As Jia Zhang said this, she bowed to Yang Weibiao. She had humbled herself to this extent.

"No, I'm not blocking you. If you want to go, just go."

Yang Weibiao didn't know if Jia Zhang was tolerating it or if she really didn't dare to go against him, but he couldn't care less.

"Thank you, Director Yang!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang lowered her head and walked towards the middle courtyard. The mottled cart was still parked outside the courtyard. Given her age, Mrs. Jia Zhang might not be able to pull it.

"Wei Biao, let me tell you, you shouldn't let such a person into the hospital. You said that she came just after I was talking about business with you. Doesn't this bring bad luck?"

Yan Bugui sighed. He just wanted to make some money. Why was it so difficult? The implication was that he still wanted Yang Weibiao to give him advice. He owed several thousand and couldn't sleep well every night.

Yang Weibiao was not in a hurry to leave, he lit a cigarette, thought for a while and said, "Third uncle, let me help you with a trick! Although the company is gone, it still has invisible assets."

"What property?"

Yan Bugui was a little confused, why didn't he know.

"The hot pot base recipe. I bought it for two thousand yuan. When the company went bankrupt, you were the major shareholder, so you had the majority share of this recipe."

Yang Weibiao brought up old things again. Although the hot pot base ingredients have been discontinued, hot pot will never stop.

"Oh, but we can't sell hot pot base now."

How could Yan Bugui not remember this? There was no way to cash it in, and to be honest, he didn't even know what the formula was.

"You're confused, you can sell the formula. Find a time, make an appointment with Damao and the second uncle, and this business can be done.

I am a well-known writer. I will write a book about hot pot ingredients and publish it, which will cost me 10,000 yuan.

You will be the ghostwriter, and we will discuss how to divide the money. After all, this is the property of the company, and you have shares. "

The reason why Yang Weibiao did this was that he needed some direct income and was ready to buy several courtyard houses at any time.

The book was published under his signature, and all the money on the face was his.

At this time, he started to look away. Yan Bugui had been working with him for so many years, and Yan Jiecheng had just gotten married and found an inconspicuous female worker.

Yan Jiefang is following him, and Yan Jiekuang is also in the reserve team. He once again sold his character and accumulated some virtue, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Wei Biao, you still have the brains, this is good, this is great."

Yan Bugui slapped his thigh, now he had to make a plan again.

"Wei Biao, wait, Lao Liu is in the courtyard, and I saw Xu Damao this morning. I'll get them together right now. Let's talk about this matter today.

There is also Shazhu. I am ghostwriting this book and I still need Shazhu’s assistance. "

Yan Bugui was extremely excited, he must be making a comeback.

"Third uncle, don't be impulsive. Mrs. Jia Zhang is still in the courtyard. She is in conflict with you. We will talk after she leaves.

Why don't you go and see what Jia Zhang is doing with the old lady? "

Yang Weibiao was worried that if the old lady couldn't handle it and let Jia Zhang return to the courtyard, something would definitely happen in the future, so he took action in disguise.

"Wei Biao, you are right, I will go to the middle courtyard right now."

Yanbu Gui didn't bother to discuss the hot pot base ingredients. He blocked Jia Zhangshi first, otherwise even if he got rich, he would be worried about being in trouble again.

"Okay, then I'll go out first and come back later."

Yang Weibiao immediately left the yard and drove to Ding Qiunan.

"Dad, hug!"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Dabao's call.

"Hey!"

Yang Weibiao stepped forward and picked up Dabao, who was over one year old. He was reluctant to rub his beard on his tender face and touched his forehead instead, making Dabao giggle.

"Wei Biao, you're done."

Ding Qiunan looked at her sweetheart and knew that she would come over, so she didn't go back to her parents' house while she was waiting at home.

"Well! It's nothing serious for now. Have Yiyi and Sister Chen gone back?"

Yang Weibiao was talking about Chen Yiyi and her sister. For more than a year, Chen Yiyi's sister helped take care of the children, so that Ding Qiunan could go to the hospital to work.

"Sister Chen went back to her hometown to celebrate the New Year. Yiyi is on duty in the hospital today and she didn't go back."

Ding Qiunan pulled Yang Weibiao to sit on the sofa, and the family of three felt happy leaning against each other.

"Well! I'll buy you another house in a while. I plan to publish a cookbook, and the income is expected to be tens of thousands.

Do you want to live in a building or a courtyard house? "

Yang Weibiao has begun to deploy assets. As long as he has positive income, he can bear it.

"No need, it's nice here."

Ding Qiunan is used to living here, and it's close to work.

"I still want to buy it, while the price is cheap now. You haven't decided whether to choose a building or a courtyard house."

At his urging, Ding Qiunan thought for a while and said, "I'm used to the building."