Yang Jun drove the three Yangmei to the gate of the rolling mill, and then went to pick up Yi Qiushui to work.

I don't know if it's under the influence of Yang Jun, Yi Qiushui's temperament is becoming more and more like him now, and he has become more and more lazy, since he went to work, he has not been late and left early a few times, and she directly left the affairs of the medical department to the deputy section chief to take care of, and she soaked in Yang Jun's office all day.

People are like this, the higher your status and the greater your power, the more freedom you will enjoy.

Why do people continue to seek power and status?

In order to reduce the constraints of the rules of this world.

Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui are also such people.

Some people want to say, shouldn't people in this era be hard, simple, and selfless?

Hehe, if you're serious, you'll lose.

I can only tell you that I watched too many TV series.

At all times, rules divide people into three types of people.

The first type is the person who makes the rules, the second type is the person who looks for the flaws in the rules, and the last type is the kind of person who abides by the rules.

Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui now belong to the second type of people, who use the rules of the rolling mill to constantly find more free time for themselves without delaying their work.

Yang Jun traveled back in later generations, and he longed for a highly free civilization, and Yi Qiushui returned from studying abroad, naturally he was not the kind of person who conformed to the rules, and the two of them could be said to be truly like-minded together.

The two have common hobbies, but also eclectic, uninhibited personalities, they are combined, it can be said that it is a natural thing.

As soon as he went to work, Yi Qiushui went to the infirmary to show up, and then came to Yang Jun's office for tea.

Yang Jun has a stove here, as well as the top Biluochun, and the two of them can drink it for a day with a pot.

"I'm hungry, I'll go to the cafeteria to buy food."

Yi Qiushui touched his stomach and said coquettishly.

Yang Jun raised his wrist and looked at the time, it was almost time for lunch.

"It's a cold day, let's go, what do you want to eat?"

Yang Jun got up and put away the enamel jar and chopsticks, and turned around and asked.

Yi Qiushui got up and filled up the water in the enamel jar, and when Yang Jun came back, the temperature was just right.

She walked up to Yang Jun, wrapped her arms around Yang Jun's neck, crossed her feet and was at the eye level of Yang Jun, pursed her cherry lips, and said coquettishly,

"Can I order food?"

"That's necessary, you forgot, Silly Zhu is our family's imperial chef."

Yang Jun hugged her little waist and said domineeringly.

After Yi Qiushui ate Silly Zhu's meals a few times, his appetite was also raised, and the three old dishes in the cafeteria were not interested at all.

"I hate it, don't say that about Master He, people have cooked so many dishes for us." Yi Qiushui's small fist thumped him twice in the chest.

"Okay, let's talk, what do you want to eat." Yang Jun said helplessly.

"You can eat anything, as long as it's made by Master He."

"Okay."

Yang Jun let go of her, returned to his desk, and took some money and tickets from the drawer.

Ever since he was with Yi Qiushui, he deliberately concealed the matter of space, and when he was usually fine, he was always thinking about how not to arouse the suspicion of others.

For example, he put seven or eight enamel jars in his office, put some money and tickets in the drawers, and discussed with Silly Zhu, whenever someone asked Yang Jun if he asked him to cook, he had to say yes.

Of course, the reason why Silly Zhu was willing to help with this was the brotherly relationship between them, and on the other hand, Yang Jun gave him a bicycle ticket.

Yang Jun usually asks Silly Zhu to cook, but he doesn't do it for nothing, he brings more ingredients every time, and in the end, Silly Zhu can also get one or two lunch boxes.

No, since he got in touch with Ran Qiuye, even if Yang Jun didn't go to find Silly Zhu, he had to move the small stove at noon every day, stir-fry two vegetables and send them to Ran Qiuye.

Yang Jun took the enamel jar out of the office building, came to a secluded place, looked around to see that there was no one, and took out the bicycle from the copy space.

Since Wang Dazhuan was arrested, his bicycle has been recovered, but he has been put into the space, and after that incident, he has figured out a truth.

Before, he was always entangled in the problem of bicycle tickets, but he never thought of copying the bicycle, since the bicycle was lost and recovered, he figured out the truth, other people's bicycles can not be copied, but his own bicycle can be copied.

In the future, even if the bicycle is lost, he only needs to take one out of the space, and even if two identical bicycles are found, he is not afraid, because the steel stamp on the bicycle is registered in the pie office with his name, and the others are fakes.

He plans to not only copy his own bicycle, but also to copy Yangmei's bicycle in two days.

The office building is also a few hundred meters away from a canteen, Yang Jun's leg injury has not healed, he can't walk too far, and the car is too ostentatious, so he can only go by bicycle.

Originally, he had a copied meal in the space, but he didn't want to introduce suspicion, so he could only secretly take out a pound of pork, half a pound of beef, and a bundle of small greens from the space.

In this cold northern city, there is no convenient logistics for later generations, so it is difficult to find out-of-season vegetables.

This little green vegetable is still Yang Jun visited the pigeon market a few times to find it, the small green vegetable is an old man in his own greenhouse grown, at that time in the pigeon market as soon as it appeared, it was robbed by people, the price of green vegetables is more expensive than meat, directly sold to two yuan a catty.

Yang Jun came to a canteen, parked the car, and carried things into the back kitchen.

"Director Yang, are you looking for my master to cook?"

Ma Hua saw Yang Jun at a glance, and when he saw that he was carrying something in his hand, he stammered.

"Yes, Master Ma." Yang Jun said with a smile.

"Director Yang, don't call me that, I'm still an apprentice, and before it's time to take charge alone, you can just call me by my name."

Ma Hua saw that Yang Jun was approachable, and he didn't put on a leader's stand, he called him Master Ma every time he came, which flattered him, and he was also very happy to see Yang Jun, every time Yang Jun came, he could also follow the light, and after his master was stupid and filled the lunch box, the rest was all his.

These people in the back kitchen of a canteen have long been accustomed to leaders opening small stoves, especially high-level leaders like Yang Jun, who are not two heads in three days to fight tooth sacrifices.

Although they pay for the tickets every time they come, everyone knows in their hearts that these are just going through the motions, and when they turn around, they immediately ask the finance department for reimbursement.

The factory takes care of these senior leaders, and a sum of money is allocated every month as a subsidy, and there are additional entertainment expenses in the factory.

Don't tell me that these things can't happen in a simple era.

That's because you're standing at the bottom and measuring the people at the top with your own thinking.

The rules have always been set by the people at the top for the people at the bottom.