At Yang Dajun's age, money and treatment are no longer important.
What matters is what he can do.
Yang Dajun took a fancy to the automotive industry and made up his mind to do a good job in it.
Not only that, his ultimate goal is to put all his skills to a more meaningful use.
In comparison, Li Jinfeng is much more pure. She does business mainly to make money.
The more money she made, the happier she felt.
As soon as the car started, Li Jinfeng asked Yang Dajun and Zhou Qiao, "Master, Master's Wife, have you two decided where to stay? Are you going to stay with Ermao, or with me? Or, are you going to stay with Professor Wu?"
Speaking of Professor Wu, Yang Dajun couldn't wait to ask, "I heard that Old Wu bought a house and lives alone now?"
"Yeah! It's so comfortable to be alone. I met a bunch of old friends who share the same interests. Now I'm busy!"
Professor Wu and Lu Yanzhi have been good brothers for many years.
Now I live in a city again.
Lu Yanzhi left the podium very early. When he got old, he wanted to fulfill his dream of being a teacher, but he was afraid that he would delay the development of the motherland. After all, he had not taught for so many years. If he taught something bad, he would not be able to afford the compensation.
Following Li Jinfeng's suggestion, they opened a senior citizen center where a group of elderly people could discuss academic matters and explore life together.
Although it is just a non-governmental organization, there are countless great professors in it.
Some old professors who are still teaching heard about this organization and joined it. On weekends, they would discuss and research together as a group.
At present, although they are non-governmental organizations, they all have unique skills.
It is also because of this that Professor Wu and others do not feel lonely.
"Old Wu is a cultured person, so he should do things that cultured people do. Unlike us, we are used to dealing with machines and like to be with machines." Yang Dajun smiled.
Zhou Qiao: "I'm used to taking care of you, but now I can't do anything!"
The sudden words made Yang Dajun blush. He turned around and said to Zhou Qiao solemnly, "Jin Feng is still here. What are you saying? If you want to say anything, you have to go back first!"
Li Jinfeng: "You can just pretend I don't exist!!!"
Yang Dajun's face turned even redder.
He said, "I won't consider any of the three suggestions you made today! When that little bastard grows up, I guess he'll find a nanny and be more comfortable than we are now! As for Old Wu's house, he bought it with his own money, so it's no big deal for us to move in. We won't take advantage of this!"
Li Jinfeng was at a loss for words. "How can this be considered taking advantage?"
"I don't know much about Old Wu, but he definitely won't charge me rent! I'd be embarrassed if he didn't, so I might as well not even consider it!"
"Then let's go to my place. The courtyard that Brother Jianguo got is still empty! Xiaobao also has a house, but his great-grandfather lives there. If you don't mind, you can stay there and keep him company."
Zhang Lianfeng finally chose to retire in the capital.
The place where he lived was the house left behind by Xiaobao's master, Mr. Feng.
In recent years, social atmosphere has undergone a complete change.
No one talks about their background anymore. People around me are either enjoying life or working hard to make money. There are more and more people selling tea eggs on the streets.
"Your place is full of intellectuals, I can't stand it!"
"Then let's go to my courtyard. I'm the only one here usually, so I'm definitely not an educated person!" Li Jinfeng said with a smile.
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