In recent days, Lan Xiaofang has been very happy because he never imagined that he could now work for Qunfang Building.
Although the girls in Qunfang House still don't let him touch them, just looking at these beauties every day is a blessing.
"Boy, what are you looking at!"
Xiaoxiaosheng knocked Lan Xiaofang on the head and said angrily:
"You are still young and not fully developed yet. Don't stare at those girls in Qunfang House all day. When you grow up, daddy will arrange a marriage for you."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiaofang's eyes immediately lit up and he asked:
"Dad, are you serious? It's not cheap to have a wife in the capital now. Do you really have that much money?"
"Nonsense, didn't you see it yesterday?"
Xiaoxiaosheng knocked his son on the head again, but his eyes suddenly froze.
The next moment, a flattering look appeared on his wrinkled old face.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, you are finally here!"
"Xiao Fang, come here quickly. This is the owner of Qunfang House and our boss. You can call him Yang Gong."
Mr. Yang? ?
Lan Xiaofang had never heard of this person before, but this did not affect his observation of the other person.
The next moment, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.
It seemed that Mr. Yang had a handsome face, very much like the handsome scholar described in the storybook, and he looked not much older than himself.
Is such a person really the owner of Qunfang House, rather than the second generation ancestor of a big family?
Although he had doubts in his heart, he still took the initiative to step forward and bowed respectfully.
"Lan Xiaofang, I have met my boss."
Yang Dong glanced at Lan Xiaofang and chuckled:
"Senior Xiaoxiaosheng, I think this is your son. The young man is very good. Qunfang House needs young people like you."
After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment and decided to pat the other person on the shoulder as he did on TV.
So, under everyone's stunned gaze, Yang Dong raised his arm and patted Lan Xiaofang on the shoulder.
"You two, father and son, have put a lot of thought into the story shop. If it is done, you will benefit from it in the future."
"In addition, the quality of the script is very important. Senior Xiaoxiaosheng, you must pay close attention to this aspect."
"understand!"
Seeing that Yang Dong didn't look unhappy because he had summoned his son, Xiaoxiaosheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he also patted his chest and promised that nothing would go wrong in the story shop.
Yang Dong did not stay longer in Qunfang Tower because the turmoil in the capital had just ended and he needed to coordinate many things.
He even took on a lot of work that was originally assigned to Ji Ziyue. Ji Ziyue didn't know what happened, but after another in-depth exchange with Yang Dong, she became more open-minded.
His majesty, who was originally a diligent man, now sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day, and what he reads is not memorials, but some popular storybooks.
In this regard, Yang Dong looked helpless, but there was nothing he could do.
After all, Ji Ziyue said personally that if the affairs in the capital could not be handled well, he would not have to climb onto the dragon bed.
For his own happiness, Yang Dong could only grit his teeth and shoulder this burden.
Ever since, he has been almost as busy as a little spinning top these days.
However, these days of busyness are not without any gains.
In these days, he not only understood the official positions of Dazhou, but also understood which official positions were just empty positions, and which official positions held great power and could decide the life and death of the people.
Gradually, Yang Dong also understood the empress' intention.
She seemed to want to... let herself understand Da Zhou more thoroughly.
It has to be said that although the method chosen by the Empress is simple, it is extremely effective.
Although Yang Dong has rich theoretical knowledge, he does not know enough about the specific situation of Dazhou.
Because of this, many times the ideas he puts forward are only based on theory and ignore the reality.
However, after this period of time and coordination with all parties to distribute benefits, Yang Dong deeply realized that the power of the Zhou clan was far greater than he imagined.
Taking the simplest thing as an example, Yang Dong wants to set up a public school. In itself, this is a good thing and many powerful families support it.
However, when he mentioned that he wanted ordinary people's children to enter public schools together, the faces of those wealthy families immediately changed.
One second he might be looking nice, but the next second he might be punching hard.
It was precisely because of the great resistance that Yang Dong had to temporarily give up the idea of establishing an official school.
After all, the current situation of Dazhou is really unable to withstand another coup.
Damn, what a bunch of short-sighted rats.
Yang Dong cursed secretly in his heart, but also felt helpless.
However, he still spent his own money to build a private school to teach the children of ordinary people.
However, the overwhelming scene in his imagination did not appear in front of Yang Dong.
For most people, working hard to live is exhausting their efforts. Instead of sending their children to an unreliable private school, it is better to help the family more.
Yang Dong began to reflect on whether he had taken things for granted a lot of the time.
He walked aimlessly on the street, and before he knew it, it was getting late.
"Uncle, can you help me take down the kite? It's hanging on the tree."
"Um?"
Yang Dong stopped suddenly and looked around.
I saw a girl with two small horns combing her hair, looking at me pitifully.
Her little face turned red from the cold, but she still stubbornly stretched out her hand and pointed at the old locust tree aside.
Yang Dong looked at the old locust tree, and sure enough, he found an exquisite little swallow kite among its branches.
Without saying a word, he jumped to the treetop with a slight jump.
Carefully take down the little swallow kite and put it in the hands of the little girl.
Yang Dong originally thought that the little girl would be very happy to thank him.
However, the imagined scene of thanking him did not appear. Instead, the girl sat down on the ground and burst into tears.
At this time, Yang Dong discovered that several small holes had been poked in the little swallow's body by branches.
"Woo, the little swallow is broken!"
"I want Little Swallow, I want to fix it!!"
The little girl sat on the ground, holding the little swallow kite and crying loudly.
Suddenly, it attracted many people around, who stopped to watch and gathered around.
"Hey, how did he become a father? The ground is so cold, how could he have the heart to leave his child here alone."
"Hey, isn't it just a kite? Can't a father make a new one for his child?"
Hearing the onlookers talking incessantly, Yang Dong didn't know how to speak for a moment.
After all... this was the first time he faced a crying little girl.
