novelslam Chapter 1450 It's been many years since I've been a big brother.
Chapter 1450 It's been many years since I've been a big brother.
Chapter 1450 It's been many years since I've been a big brother.
"Brother, have we dragged you into this?"
There were four or five boys, around twelve or thirteen years old, standing in the corner, all with schoolbags slung across their shoulders.
Although primary schools have resumed normal teaching, there is still a significant shortage of teachers.
It's not just a contradiction between the number of teachers and the number of students, but also the social context.
To put it bluntly, the few remaining teachers are afraid, afraid that one gust of wind will blow them away.
Don't be fooled by the serious academic atmosphere and management of the Hongxing Steel Group Joint Education School; it's because the three representatives from the Third Regiment of the Armed Police Force are there to back it up.
Today, Wang Xiaoqin has resigned from almost all her positions in the group, but she still serves as the vice principal in charge of ideological education at the United School.
Those who dare to cause trouble can be turned into well-behaved children without the teacher's intervention; the moral education instructor can do it all.
However, this situation is special, and it is one of the signs that Hongxing Steel Group has completed the construction of an independent teaching system, which other schools cannot do.
Bang Geng was quite mischievous at Hongxing Elementary School, but after he went to Lianhe Middle School, he stopped being naughty. It's true that he didn't like studying.
Steel City has good schools, but most of them are primary or secondary schools run by various government agencies.
There aren't many good schools on Guanshan Road, and even if there were, they wouldn't allow their students to linger outside the school during class time and come into contact with outsiders like Bang Geng.
Judging from their titles, it seems certain that these middle school students have recognized Bang Geng as their leader.
It's true that outsiders are always better at chanting scriptures; Bang Geng has never been a leader in Beijing.
"What kind of talk is that—"
Banggeng glanced at the man who had just spoken and said, "It's all about brotherhood. As the big brother, why would I care about being implicated?"
"Don't worry, I'm just going away for a while to lay low."
He didn't allow his underlings to say anything more, and waved his hand, saying, "Besides, I have things to do in Fengcheng, it's not just to avoid the limelight."
"Wow--"
The youngest of the boys exclaimed in surprise, "Is it the boss's boss who has something to ask you to do?"
"Go to Fengcheng? That's very far!"
The other teenagers exclaimed in surprise, "Is there some special mission?"
"Of course—"
Banggeng raised his hand, casually rubbed his nose with his thumb, and said arrogantly, "Our organization is huge, and we need people to do things everywhere."
"Then, boss, aren't you very important?!"
He was still the youngest one, and asked with some surprise, "It must be very dangerous to send you to work in such a far place."
"What's there to be afraid of in danger!" Banggeng glared at him and said, "The worst thing you can do when you're in the world is to be afraid of everything. The more afraid you are, the more dangerous it becomes, do you understand?"
Seeing everyone nodding like chickens pecking at rice, he softened his voice and said, "Your boss here also came from the capital."
Banggeng shook his head and said in a tone reminiscing about the past, "Back then, I held a scraper in my hand and fought my way from South Street to North Street, and then from North Street back to South Street!"
He raised his hand and pointed to his eyes, saying, "I took down dozens of people without even blinking."
"Wow--"
The boys gasped in unison, their gazes towards Bang Geng filled with both admiration and awe.
Just like the time when their leader stepped in to help them fight off the older students blocking the road, they looked at him in the same way.
"I, Jia Geng, rely on three things to make my way in the world," Bang Geng said, holding up three fingers. "Ruthless enough, loyal enough, and with many brothers."
"Brother is so righteous!"
"Well done, brother!"
"Big Brother is so mighty and domineering!"
……
Seeing their leader so impressive, the boys clapped and cheered, wishing they could wave flags and shout encouragement for their leader to boost his morale.
It's no exaggeration to say that their leader is very influential in this area.
Of course, prestige isn't something you can just boast about; it's something you earn by fighting hard.
Because their leader saved their lives, these teenagers recognized him as their leader so they wouldn't be bullied anymore.
If anyone is bullied, just mentioning their leader's name will intimidate the entire area.
As the boss once said, there's a saying in the martial arts world: following the wrong boss leads to a dead end.
That's absolutely true. Since they joined the boss, they've never been bullied again.
On the contrary, with the help and support of their eldest brother, they were able to do some small business at school.
Snacks that are hard to buy outside of school can be easily obtained from their leader.
It's impossible to sell it at the price offered by the supply and marketing cooperative; even if you have the money, you can't buy it from the supply and marketing cooperative.
They made a fortune by selling secondhand goods, which made their lives quite enjoyable.
Even when their leader was about to run away, they still showed their loyalty by coming to see him off.
You know, the boss won them over with just two sentences; he was so cultured.
First sentence: I am a wild horse, not a journey home; I will surely eliminate despicable villains!
Second sentence: Don't tell me I was young and impetuous; I only know that the winner takes all.
Look, how could someone so uncultured say such things? Even if you gave them three years to finish high school, they might not become this cultured.
The eldest brother is indeed the eldest brother! Brilliant!
"Sigh—there's nothing I can do—"
Bang Geng gradually lost himself amidst the constant calls of "boss" and words of worship, and dared to say anything.
“If it weren’t for the big incident in Fengcheng that my fellow disciples couldn’t handle, the higher-ups wouldn’t have sent your leader, me, to deal with it.”
He shook his head with emotion and said, "When the organization is in crisis, I have to step up and take the lead. After all, I'm the most capable fighter in our organization."
"Boss, please take good care of yourself!"
Young men are always passionate and loyal. They looked at Bang Geng with admiration and sincerely wished him, "May everything go smoothly for you this time."
"Don't worry, that matter is extremely difficult for the brothers in Fengcheng, but it's nothing in the hands of your boss."
Bang Geng gave a thumbs-up to indicate his strength, and said, "I only need to make a slight move, and that will be the limit for our organization, understand?"
"Uh-huh--"
The boys nodded in unison once again, as if they had rehearsed it, and clapped at the same time.
Banggeng said smugly, "Don't be too high-profile after I leave. We'll decide everything when I get back. This is for your own good."
"Don't blame society for being heartless; look at your own capabilities. The waters are too deep, the winds too strong; if you don't have the strength, don't speak. Romance and poetry are fleeting; if you don't have the strength, don't cause trouble. You all know that, right?"
"I know, I know—"
The young man nodded again, indicating that he would listen to his elder brother and follow the organization.
Don't underestimate them; they are organized individuals, even if they are not yet qualified to know the name of their organization!
However, they knew what their squad was called—the Steel City Heroes Guerrilla Team.
Isn't that a powerful name!
Are you scared out of your wits?
You've never heard of it, have you?
Their squad leader is the boss. They call him "boss" in private, which sounds friendly, but in public, they are called "Captain Jia".
"That's it, wait for me to come back."
Captain Jia waved his hand casually, turned around and sighed, "Life is full of ups and downs. If you don't have some skills, don't even think about being a boss."
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What's the situation with blast furnace No. 4?
Li Xuewu picked up the document beside him and looked at it, his brows furrowing more and more as he read.
Sitting across from him at his desk, Liu Yongnian explained with a similarly serious expression, "I have organized relevant personnel to conduct a comprehensive investigation, and the preliminary results show that it is not our problem."
"Whose problem is that?"
Li Xuewu's gaze passed over the situation report in his hand and fixed on Liu Yongnian's face.
This did not cause any tension to the deputy director of the metallurgical plant in charge of industrial production.
He had only been at the metallurgical plant for less than two years, while the plant's technological transformation had already been initiated and implemented three years earlier.
The report I just submitted to the Secretary-General concerns a situation regarding the No. 4 blast furnace at the metallurgical plant experiencing three production accidents within a month.
This is unusual in previous production work and has attracted the attention of the factory.
The head of the metallurgical plant is Li Xuewu, the group's secretary-general. When he is not in the steel city, the main work is handled by Yang Zongfang, the executive deputy plant manager.
When problems arose at blast furnace No. 4, Liu Yongnian did not communicate with Yang Zongfang immediately, but instead tried to solve the problem himself.
Unfortunately, the accident did not give him time to investigate and rectify the situation. The second and third accidents occurred one after another. Yang Zongfang directly activated the emergency plan and bypassed the factory office to shut down the fire in blast furnace No. 4.
Liu Yongnian was naturally furious at Yang Zongfang's actions and attitude, but the three accidents left him powerless to refute them.
At this critical moment, Secretary-General Li Xuewu suddenly returned to Gangcheng from Fengcheng.
Liu Yongnian knew that what was meant to be a blessing in disguise was not a curse, and what was meant to be a curse could not be avoided, so he went to the secretary-general's office to report for duty early in the morning.
Li Xuewu did not intend to make things difficult for him. The accountability process should always come after the problem is resolved, and the tragedy and the problem should not be allowed to happen again.
Of course, Liu Yongnian's attitude was still very sincere; he addressed the issue objectively and did not shirk responsibility.
“I will take responsibility for failing to immediately activate the emergency response procedure after the first accident and for being blindly arrogant, which led to the second and third accidents.”
He first admitted his mistake, and then explained the design problems of blast furnace No. 4.
"If there are problems with the design, who was the person who reviewed it in the first place?"
After listening to his explanation, Li Xuewu tapped the situation report on his hand and looked at him, asking, "If there is a problem with the design, why didn't any accidents occur during the previous production activities?"
"A problem with the design does not necessarily mean that a problem will occur during the production process."
Liu Yongnian frowned and emphasized, "This is not a coincidence, but an inevitability. The only difference is when the work safety accident occurs."
I agree with your point of view.
Li Xuewu nodded clearly and then said, "But you have to give me detailed and solid evidence with a proven theoretical basis."
He pushed the statement back to him, saying, "This thin piece of paper can't possibly explain what you're trying to say."
"Furthermore, the investigation of the problem cannot focus solely on the accident itself or the work itself."
Li Xuewu's tone suddenly turned stern as he looked at him and emphasized, "Those related to the production accident and its causes must also be clearly identified."
"I can only give you three days. Tomorrow I will go to Fengcheng to accompany Director Zhou of Shenfei back to Beijing to handle the signing matters. I will report the relevant issues to Director Li and the Group Management Committee on the 18th."
He withdrew his sharp gaze and picked up a document from the thick stack of work files that Zhang Enyuan had prepared for him to read.
"You can work alone, or you can seek help from other comrades."
Li Xuewu's tone was very calm, as if he were talking to himself, which made Liu Yongnian's forehead sweat.
Although this is not a warning, it is more powerful than a warning. What is the most powerful slogan of Hongxing Steel Group?
Yes: Unity is strength.
Li Huaide, the group's management committee director and general manager, often says this phrase.
If the team is not united, Director Li will be furious.
"I'll go back and make the arrangements right away."
Liu Yongnian stood up, but received no reply from the secretary-general, so he could only awkwardly walk out.
Secretary Zhang Enyuan, who was standing next to the filing cabinet organizing documents, put down her work and saw him off.
"The Secretary-General has a lot of work to do today, and he has many people to meet."
After leaving the house, Zhang Enyuan surprisingly took the initiative to speak.
He didn't look at Liu Yongnian, but instead lowered his head slightly as he walked and said, "He had already heard about the problem with blast furnace No. 4 when he was in Beijing, and he even called to inquire about it after he arrived in Fengcheng."
What is Zhang Enyuan saying?
Was he leaking Li Xuewu's work?
No, he was explaining why the secretary-general expressed dissatisfaction with the explanation submitted by deputy factory director Liu Yongnian, including the statement he just made.
Liu Yongnian was not a newbie who had just started working, so he naturally understood what he was saying.
The Secretary-General's control over the industrial enterprises under the Liaodong Industrial Leading Group, including the metallurgical plant, was beyond his imagination.
He learned about the problem as soon as he arrived in Beijing.
Liu Yongnian's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that this kind of thing could not be kept secret.
Since the secretary-general already knew about it in advance, he did not take the initiative to call him to inquire.
This must be because they knew he had acted on his own initiative and hadn't reported the accident to Yang Zongfang for coordination and handling, which is why they are dissatisfied today.
He was given time and opportunity, but he failed to seize them.
This negligence and arrogance even led to secondary and tertiary accidents, resulting in injuries and deaths of 13 workers in the production workshop. He cannot escape responsibility for this.
The reason he wasn't immediately dismissed was because of his past performance; he was given a chance to make amends.
Now that the Secretary-General has returned, he has reported the outcome of the problem, and the responsibility now falls on the Secretary-General.
Three days is the last deadline the Secretary-General can secure for him. If he cannot provide strong evidence, he will bear full responsibility for this workplace safety accident.
No need to think, it must be like this.
The supervisor should report the accident to their superiors immediately and take effective remedial measures and halt production within their scope of responsibility and authority.
But he didn't. He chose to prioritize production capacity and went his own way, which ultimately led to bitter consequences.
If he had reported the problem to Yang Zongfang immediately, then Yang Zongfang should have taken responsibility since Li Xuewu was not present.
Now things are much better; Yang Zongfang should probably thank him for taking the initiative to shoulder the responsibility.
If he is lucky enough to find the design problems of blast furnace No. 4 and identify the responsible parties within three days, then he will be saved.
He is capable of taking responsibility for both program errors and management issues; the key issue is subjective error.
Once it is determined that the design scheme is flawed, the root cause of the production accident is not him, but the scheme itself and the people who determined and used it.
Zhang Enyuan only accompanied him to the door of the main office before stopping.
Liu Yongnian didn't say anything, but he was still thinking about it.
Looking back at the design and construction of Furnace No. 4, it was the design and construction plan determined by Dong Wenxue during his tenure at the Steel City Metallurgical Plant.
Considering the relationship between Secretary-General Li Xuewu and Dong Wenxue, how can this matter be investigated?
What if it turns out that Dong Wenxue is the one at fault? Can Li Xuewu accept that outcome?
Although he did not find any fundamental problems with Dong Wenxue during his time working at the metallurgical plant, one can only know a person's face but not their heart. Who knows if he had lined his own pockets or accepted bribes during the design and construction process?
Sometimes it's not the problem that you're looking for a problem, but the problem that you actually find out. That's the key issue that's putting him in a difficult position.
But now he's in a situation where he has no choice but to act.
Mingming came to the secretary-general's office intending to hand the problem over to the other party to handle, but it ended up falling into his hands anyway.
What can be done if Li Xuewu doesn't accept his explanation? Demanding a detailed investigation result supported by evidence is not an unreasonable excuse.
He has no choice but to investigate this accident, and he needs to identify the person responsible. Otherwise, it won't be his responsibility to investigate; someone else will be responsible for investigating him.
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"The cafeteria is making zucchini and meat buns today, boss, why don't you go and try some?"
Zhou Peilan returned with her lunchbox and was about to enter her office when she heard a noise coming from the leader's office next door, so she peeked out.
Inside the office, the secretary-general was bent over his desk, writing something with a fountain pen in his hand.
She didn't mean to disturb her boss's work; it was just that lunchtime was approaching.
When the lunch break bell rang, she was tied up with work and it wasn't until half an hour later that she was able to get away and go to the cafeteria for lunch.
If that's the case, then when she came back with the lunchbox, the boss definitely hadn't eaten yet.
Looking at the time on my watch, I realize that even if I go now, there might not be any food left.
"Okay, I'll go in a bit."
The secretary-general responded without looking up, and Zhou Peilan even wondered if the leader recognized her voice and knew who was reminding him to eat.
"The cafeteria will stop serving food soon."
Zhou Peilan walked into the office somewhat anxiously and asked, "Did Secretary Zhang get you your meal?"
"Oh, it's Comrade Perrin."
Li Xuewu looked up in surprise and asked Zhou Peilan, who was standing at the door, "Why didn't you go to eat?"
"Boss—" Zhou Peilan gestured helplessly to her wristwatch with the hand holding the lunchbox, reminding her, "It's almost lunchtime—"
"Oh, really? So fast?"
Li Xuewu raised his wrist and looked at it, surprised to find that it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
The metallurgical plant canteen will try its best to ensure employees have the right time to eat, from 11:30 a.m. to 12:30 p.m. is considered normal mealtime.
To ensure that employees who are working late have food to eat, the cafeteria will keep one window open until 1 p.m. to provide meals for latecomers.
Zhou Peilan got her food from such a window. When she reminded Li Xuewu, it was already time, which surprised her.
"Why does it feel like the clock just struck midnight?"
Li Xuewu put down his pen, stretched, and said, "I really didn't notice the time."
"Didn't Secretary Zhang think of you?"
Zhou Peilan raised an eyebrow and said, "He shouldn't have forgotten to remind you."
"He went to Gangfei, I almost forgot about it." Li Xuewu slapped his forehead and looked out the window, recalling, "I think I reminded him to bring my food back when I got off work."
"The work bell will be ringing soon in the afternoon."
Zhou Peilan looked reluctantly at the lunchbox in her hand and said helplessly, "I only get to eat meat buns a few times a year, oh well—"
She pretended to be generous, opened the lunchbox, handed it to Li Xuewu, and said, "I'll share one with you."
"Is this a good idea?" Li Xuewu asked, amused. "If I eat, what will you eat?"
"You're going to eat it all?!"
Zhou Peilan looked at him helplessly and said, "I only bought two, so I can only give you one. Just make sure you're not hungry."
"Hehe, thank you."
Li Xuewu chuckled and nodded, saying, "I'm not hungry yet, you can eat by yourself."
"Here you go, here's a meat bun."
Zhou Peilan was quite generous this time, and took the initiative to put a steamed bun from the lunchbox into the lid and place it directly on Li Xuewu's desk.
"It's zucchini stuffed, please try it. With so many people in the factory, it's not easy for them to have a meal together."
"Okay, thank you. I'm sorry to have made you go hungry." Li Xuewu didn't refuse her kindness this time and nodded, "I'll treat you next time."
"Never mind, one steamed bun."
Zhou Peilan had the magnanimity to do so; since the steamed buns had already been given away, she didn't feel any regret and acted very casually.
Watching her leave so readily, Li Xuewu found the girl rather interesting.
The work of the Liaodong Industrial Leading Group Office is actually not easy. Don't be fooled by how busy they are; there is still a selection process.
The results that reach his desk are those that have undergone preliminary processing and screening by the office.
Li Xuewu has already authorized them to handle some tasks in accordance with relevant regulations.
With rights come responsibilities, and with responsibilities come obligations.
If you need to assume responsibilities and obligations, and exercise your power within the framework of rules and regulations, then you'll have a lot more work to do.
The office consisted of only four staff members, including the director, deputy director, and general helpers.
Each person is responsible for a specific area, and also has the responsibility of liaising with industrial enterprises.
They are busy from morning till night, much busier than the employees in the large office of the metallurgical plant on the same floor.
Of course, their benefits and salaries are also different.
The biggest benefit of group-based management for employees is that the salary structure has changed to some extent.
Under the factory management structure, there is a lack of financial independence, so even if there are benefits, they are very stingy.
However, due to the different management structure of the group, after gaining a certain degree of financial management authority, a special column appeared in the employee salary section: bonuses.
That's right, in addition to the regular salary, the group currently provides bonus support.
Employees in special positions, outstanding performers, and those with remarkable achievements can receive corresponding bonuses upon nomination by their department leaders and approval by their supervisors.
For example, a Level 1 worker's base salary is 33 yuan, and bonuses cannot exceed 15% of the base salary. This means that a Level 1 worker can earn a maximum of 37.95 yuan this month, which is equivalent to a Level 2 worker.
Are bonuses easy to get?
It's relatively easy. The entire group develops calculation formulas based on the production capacity of each workshop position in previous years, combined with the actual production situation.
Those who meet the standards will receive a basic bonus, while those who excel will receive a higher-level bonus.
Those who make outstanding contributions to their work or provide excellent solutions to production processes and technologies will receive the highest awards.
The same applies to workshops and government offices.
The entire group compares performance from the bottom up, and determines bonuses from the top down.
A department has achieved outstanding results and has submitted a bonus application in accordance with procedures.
According to the established correlation formula, a bonus will be directly awarded to the department.
It is the responsibility of the department head to distribute bonuses reasonably among department employees.
Some have argued that once a department head gains direct influence over the interests of department staff, it creates fertile ground for corruption.
That's not wrong, but we need to look at the issue dialectically. Is it fair and reasonable to distribute bonuses systematically?
There are no absolutes when it comes to problems.
There will be a reporting channel for bonus distribution, and the human resources department will follow up and investigate. Furthermore, the supervisory department will be watching this loophole to see who will jump in.
As long as the supervisory departments act decisively and work diligently, there will be no instances of people still desperately jumping into the trap despite such obvious loopholes.
Does the right to allocate bonuses to department heads have no advantages other than the risks involved?
Of course there are, otherwise the group wouldn't have set it up this way. It's to create a united working atmosphere and to improve the enthusiasm of employees.
At the same time, it also helps to utilize the profit margins that the group cannot fully utilize.
During the Hongxing Factory era, revenue and expenditure were separated, and the factory had no financial autonomy whatsoever.
All expenditures depend on the allocated funds and budget; if you exceed them, you'll be in trouble.
Since Hongxing Factory circumvented financial collection conditions by taking advantage of the university study campaign and related policies, and carried out the construction of tertiary industry, accumulating a large amount of funds, it has gained the ability to become a group.
After becoming a group, the company will have a certain degree of control over the profits generated from its operations.
This includes the allocation of funds that need to be coordinated and processed. If there is no reasonable reason why the funds cannot be used, it is a pity that the funds that cannot be used are taken back by the higher authorities.
Because if so many funds and policies are not used up, the higher authorities will cut off the unused portion when preparing the budget next year.
The higher-ups would theoretically assume that the company doesn't need that much budget, and then allocate it to other companies.
This theory is basically applicable to all enterprises and even public institutions.
In addition to operating expenses, Hongxing Steel Group has been paying out bonuses since the beginning of this year.
Because of its unique management structure, the Industrial Leadership Group directly serves Secretary-General Li Xuewu, making the application process for bonuses particularly convenient.
Li Xuewu had witnessed their hard work firsthand, so he readily signed the bonus agreement.
This is Zhou Peilan's third year of work and her second year after completing her internship.
According to the salary setting, since she is a college graduate, she was a first-level clerk when she started working, enjoying the salary of a cadre level 23, which is 49.5 yuan.
When she was officially promoted last year, her job rank was automatically upgraded to staff member level, and she received a level 22 salary, which is 56 yuan. This is her current salary, also known as basic salary.
In addition to the base salary, I receive a bonus that fluctuates by about 10% each month.
In other words, she can earn more than 60 yuan a month, and at most 64 yuan and 4 mao.
For a lesbian to earn so much money before even getting married, shouldn't her life have become corrupt long ago?
Zhou Peilan really wanted to say that she also wanted to experience a bit of bourgeois lifestyle, but unfortunately she didn't have the time.
We do not rest on Saturdays, and the situation depends on the weekend.
It's impossible for just one person to be on duty in the office; the four of them need to support each other.
With only two days off a month, what kind of work intensity is that? It's no wonder they get a bonus.
This girl, who only earns enough to support an average family of five or six in a month, is still concerned about a meat bun.
Well, Li Xuewu took a bite of the zucchini-filled meat bun that she was reluctant to part with, but after stuffing the whole thing into her mouth, she didn't even get a single piece of meat.
Is this what you call a meat bun?
If this were done in later generations, the chandelier pole would be criticized.
But in this era, it's become commonplace. Being able to taste meat is considered a sign of having meat, not to mention that white flour isn't much cheaper than minced meat.
In other words, Hongxing Steel Group is so good that they can provide meat buns in their canteen. If you look at other industrial enterprises, you're lucky if you can even get a full meal.
Solving the problem of food and clothing for employees has been Li Huaide's top concern since he became director of the management committee, and it is also a key task that Li Xuewu has implemented in every position he has held.
It must be said that the "sea-going transporters" are really helpful, bringing in boatloads of pork, which has greatly enriched the meat supply channels in Northeast China.
The Hongxing Steel Group's Trade Management Center is basically not open to the public, and the trading method dictates that only affiliated companies can obtain the corresponding commodity supply.
Li Xuewu can obtain five or ten tons of meat products with just one phone call, which is also based on the huge meat product import channels.
If you bring in a ship full of pork, the "Mantis Shrimp" ship won't relentlessly pursue you, or even deliberately ignore you.
But if you try to ship in a ship full of electrical appliances, you're doomed, because the Hongxing Steel Group's Steel City Electronics Factory produces all kinds of electrical appliances, and even exports them.
Basically, that's the principle: anything that the Northeast region can produce itself, or even guarantee basic supply, won't be allowed in.
Even if the Pipi Shrimp account can't catch you, someone will still publish your information.
Relatively safe are industrial parts, the kind that are in particularly short supply domestically, which are even not afraid of being inspected by mantis shrimps under the pretext of supporting industrial production.
Li Xuewu was already thinking about Fengcheng while he was eating a steamed bun.
Xi Yongzhong's disappearance may seem accidental, but it is very likely inevitable.
Projects will encounter bottlenecks and even backlash once they reach a certain stage of operation.
Every problem has a traceable cause, such as tracing clues.
Ge Lin and his men were no longer in Fengcheng. They had received a message from Nie Liansheng that they were already at Yingcheng Port and conducting a targeted investigation.
According to Li Xuewu's demands, they must see the person alive or dead.
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"Boss, as you instructed, I have already sent over the snacks."
After getting into the car, Zhang Enyuan gave a report to the leader in the back seat who was resting with his eyes closed.
He didn't know exactly what had happened, only that after Gang Fei returned, he was instructed by the Secretary-General to go to the service department and buy 20 yuan worth of snacks to give to Zhou Peilan.
The expression on Zhou Peilan's face when she received the snacks was still replaying in his mind.
The other person blushed and hesitated, seemingly unwilling to accept the gift, but not entirely resolute.
Zhang Enyuan dared not speculate wildly. The secretary-general could not possibly have any feelings for Zhou Peilan. Even if he did, if he wanted to take care of her, he wouldn't have to make him appear in public, and the gift he gave her shouldn't be snacks, especially not so many snacks in front of so many people.
It's important to know that the snacks served at the service center are not cheap, and there are very few channels to obtain these products; they are mostly exported overseas.
The snacks from the service department were loved by almost all the female staff members.
Zhou Peilan had the means to buy it, but she was rarely seen eating it.
The secretary-general was very generous this time, giving 20 yuan right off the bat, which really surprised the other party.
Let alone how the secretary-general who delivered the snacks felt, even he, the errand boy, was surprised.
As for what their relationship actually was, Zhang Enyuan didn't think it mattered anymore.
Just look at the expressions on the faces of the other colleagues in the office, and you'll know whether this counts as a personal reward from the leader.
"Sir, we've arrived at your residence."
Zhang Enyuan used precise and measured language; he would never say that this was the leader's home.
Li Xuewu never emphasized these points; he simply followed his own title.
"Okay, let's do it a little earlier tomorrow morning."
Li Xuewu seemed to have just taken a nap. He opened his eyes, gave him a brief explanation, and then got out of the car through the door opened by the driver.
"Then I'll pick you up at 6 a.m. tomorrow."
Zhang Enyuan also got out of the car and asked across the vehicle, "Do you need me to accompany you?"
"Forget it, you don't need to run this time."
Li Xuewu stood on the steps for a moment, then turned to look at him and said, "Contact me immediately if you have any problems. I only have a few phone numbers."
"I understand, don't worry."
By the time he responded to this, Zhang Enyuan was already standing on the side of the car, in the position closest to Li Xuewu.
On the self-cultivation of secretaries.
Li Xuewu never emphasized or demanded anything of him, but he still had to understand some of the rules.
If his work isn't done perfectly and his service fails to satisfy his superiors, then he should quit.
"Uncle Wu, you're off work."
Captain Jia got off work even later than Li Xuewu; he only returned after Li Xuewu entered the hospital.
"Aren't you helping with chores at home?"
Li Xuewu glanced back at him, then turned and continued walking into the house.
Banggeng glanced at his back with a guilty conscience, but still followed after him.
"I'm going to say goodbye to my friends."
He explained casually, "After all, we've known each other for a while now, and who knows when we'll be back together."
"Are you so sure you'll leave Gangcheng for Fengcheng?" Li Xuewu said with a laugh, "I didn't promise you anything."
"Ah, this is the time when we need manpower."
The sticky dog followed him like a shadow, emphasizing, "If I don't help you, who else can you trust?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you or cause trouble for them when I go to Fengcheng."
He raised his hand and assured them, "I will do everything I can to help them solve their problems..."
"Hehe, what problem are you trying to solve?"
Li Xuewu walked into the living room with a light laugh and nodded to Zhou Yamei, who was coming downstairs.
Zhou Yamei watched Bang Geng's clumsy performance with amusement, shook her head slightly, and went to the kitchen.
The reason she hadn't left yet was because Li Xuewu was about to return to Beijing, and she was a little worried about him.
She was even more worried about Fu Zhidong being home alone, but she knew she couldn't have both a career and a family, so she had to make a choice.
So with Li Xuewu's help, she hired a nanny to take care of Fu Zhidong's life.
Fu Zhidong's greatest strength was his precociousness; he understood the ways of the world at a very young age.
His mother was busy with work, traveling between Beijing and the steel city, all to provide him with a better learning environment, and he could certainly understand all of this.
Moreover, the capital city is the closest place to my uncle, and the United School is even located within my uncle's workplace.
The more she felt sorry for her well-behaved and sensible son, the more helpless she felt when she saw Banggeng being naughty.
How did Qin Huairu raise her child like this? Did she let him grow up freely?
"Didn't they say someone went missing?"
Banggeng followed him to the sofa, leaned close to him, and whispered, "I can still do some things. Kids have small goals."
"Just stay home and learn from your Aunt Zhou. With your level of skill, what help can you possibly be?"
Li Xuewu deliberately ignored him and reached out to turn on the radio.
Seeing that he really didn't intend to take her to Fengcheng, Banggeng anxiously emphasized, "Really, I'm prepared to sacrifice myself for the organization. I'm determined to do it..."
"Organization? What organization?"
Li Xuewu raised his head, looked him up and down with a mocking gaze, and asked, "The Steel City Heroes Guerrilla Team?"
"Huh? That..." Bang Geng panicked immediately; he wasn't prepared at all.
Uncle Wu is so busy, how could he have time to pay attention to him? Even if he almost let it slip last night, it shouldn't have been enough for Uncle Wu to guess everything.
You'd better think it through before you speak.
Li Xuewu propped himself up on the sofa and went to the bathroom; he needed to take a shower.
Bang Geng's face was both red and white in the living room; he really wasn't sure how Uncle Wu knew.
He passionately took the one-sided conversation he heard from Uncle Wu as his own cause.
When Fengcheng was in trouble, he naturally went to Gangcheng without hesitation.
If it weren't for the fact that his team members needed to go to school, he would have dared to lead his brothers to fight their way through.
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha.
To put it simply, the current Korean gangsters are incredibly powerful; they even dare to lay a hand on adults.
He was in his adolescence and desperately needed a success to prove his worth.
Fengcheng was the destination he was showing off and boasting to his group members.
Not to mention that the guys he beat up that day are looking for him, even if he can't go to Fengcheng, how is Captain Jia going to explain this to his brothers?
He once dreamed of traveling the world with a sword, but canceled his original plan because he was too fat.
"Uncle Wu—"
Banggeng stood at the bathroom door and hesitated before speaking through the door, "I didn't bully anyone. It was all just a helpless result of my chivalrous actions."
"Oh—helpless—"
Li Xuewu's leisurely voice came from the bathroom.
"Looks like you've been reading a lot lately; even your explanations are so logical now."
"Really, I didn't do anything bad."
Banggeng pushed the door open a little and looked at Uncle Wu in the bathtub, emphasizing, "I was just trying to help someone in need; they were the ones who wouldn't let me go."
"So you're going to be the eldest brother?"
Li Xuewu, with his eyes slightly closed, lay in the bathtub and said, "Is my little temple about to be unable to accommodate you, Captain Jia?"
"I heard you have brothers now?"
Zhou Yamei came out of the kitchen, smiled at Bang Geng, and asked, "Are there 107?"
"This isn't Water Margin."
Bang Geng blushed as red as a shrimp, as if someone had seen into his heart.
Especially the embarrassing name of that squad, and his title as captain.
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P.S.: I really wanted to write 20,000 words and add more chapters, but the home renovation has reached the civil engineering stage, which is a very complex area. If I don't keep a close eye on it, I'll be confused. I keep an eye on it from 6:30 in the morning until 6 in the evening, and no matter how tired I am, I have to write until 11 at night.
Please be understanding. I will definitely add the chapters once the renovation company takes over and I don't have to keep an eye on things every day.
(End of this chapter)