novelslam Chapter 1107 Game Over!
Chapter 1107 Game Over!
Chapter 1107 Game Over!
"Uncle is good, mom is not good?"
Zhou Yamei raised her hand and patted her son's butt, saying angrily, "Now that uncle is here, mom has to stand aside, right?"
"No - Mom too!"
Fu Zhidong pulled himself together, turned his head to look at his mother and said, "You two are fine."
"What if I choose the best one?"
Li Xuewu carried him into the entrance hall and asked as he changed his slippers: "If uncle and mom fell into the river at the same time, and you had a bamboo pole in your hand, who would you save first?"
When Zhou Yamei heard Li Xuewu's question, she couldn't help but glare at him in reproach.
Looking at my son's embarrassed expression, I couldn't help but laugh, but I also wanted to know his answer.
Fu Zhidong was in a dilemma. He looked at his uncle and then at his mother, not knowing what to say.
"What's wrong? Why are you so embarrassed?"
Zhou Yamei followed the two into the living room and teased her son, asking, "Who do you prefer, uncle or mom? Who do you want to be with the most?"
Fu Zhidong blinked his eyes, looking worried and almost crying.
Li Xuewu hugged him and sat on the sofa, and asked jokingly: "Are you thinking about who will save us and who you will hit with the bamboo stick?"
"Screw you--"
Zhou Yamei was amused by Li Xuewu's words, but she also disliked him for teaching her son bad things.
Fu Zhidong shouted anxiously: "No - I want to save everyone!"
"Stop making things difficult for my son—"
Zhou Yamei picked up her son and put him on the sofa, urging Li Xuewu to wash up.
"Biaozi called this afternoon and said he would bring his wife over to visit us in the morning."
Just as Li Xuewu got up and went to the bathroom, Zhou Yamei said, "Let's have some stir-fried dishes tomorrow morning. I'll make some white flour pancakes and treat them to a meal."
"Who's coming?" Li Xuewu's voice came from the bathroom, muffled.
Zhou Yamei persuaded her son to go upstairs to sleep, but Fu Zhidong insisted on waiting for his uncle.
"He said he would take his wife with him." Seeing that she couldn't persuade her son, she had to get up and make tea for Li Xuewu. Seeing her son yawning because he was so sleepy, she felt both funny and sad.
After making tea for Li Xuewu, she went to the kitchen to check the dough that had been fermented, which was for making pancakes tomorrow morning, as well as the dishes that had been prepared in advance.
When she came back and was about to help Li Xuewu wash clothes, she saw her son leaning on the sofa and sleeping. He looked so cute.
I just don’t know what he was thinking about in his sleep, and there was a hint of worry between his brows.
At this time, Li Xuewu had also finished washing up. He pushed open the bathroom door and was about to speak, but Zhou Yamei gestured to him to be quiet. Then he saw the little man on the sofa.
"Change into pajamas first, then you can carry him upstairs. I can't carry him anymore."
Zhou Yamei handed the pajamas to Li Xuewu and went to the bathroom.
She complained softly, "I just asked him to go upstairs to sleep, but he insisted on waiting for you."
"Well, this godson is not adopted in vain. He really loves him when he sees him." Li Xuewu said with a smile: "But I haven't asked who he is closer to."
"What else—"
Zhou Yamei angrily said, "You really put my son in a difficult position. The math problems at school are not this difficult."
"Give him some advance notice. When he gets married in the future, be careful about being asked by his wife."
Li Xuewu changed into his pajamas, pinched Fu Zhidong's nose, and teased him for a few times but he didn't wake up, which prompted Zhou Yamei to come out and slap him.
"You said you were waiting for me, and you wanted to talk to me about school."
He smiled, picked up the child, and went upstairs at Zhou Yamei's urging.
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"You two should really vote."
Zhou Yamei cleaned up the downstairs and when she went upstairs she saw her son sleeping in the guest bedroom, which was Li Xuewu's bed, and snoring.
Li Xuewu leaned against the head of the bed, reading his son's fairy tale book with great interest.
"Come on, just hold my son to sleep tonight. I'm enjoying a rare vacation."
"Busy working?"
Li Xuewu got off the bed carefully, glanced at Fu Zhidong, and saw that he was fast asleep. Then he walked to the door and said, "I'm afraid he will flood the Seven Armies and cross the Yangtze River in the middle of the night."
"Go—bad—"
Zhou Yamei was held in his arms, with her arms around his neck, leaning on his broad chest, looking at her son who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
At this moment, she felt indescribably satisfied.
How wonderful it would be if time could stay at this moment forever. This is the happy life she has always dreamed of and she longs for it very much.
In the past, Fu Haibo was away from home for most of the year, and when he came back he came and left in a hurry. She had never had such fantasy and desire.
I put all my heart on my son and I don’t feel loved or being loved.
Especially when her son asked where his father had gone, her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Now the son won’t ask anymore, he knows where his father has gone, and it is too cruel and sad for him as a little boy.
It was also at this time that Li Xuewu gave his son the care and protection he needed most.
It also gave her the comfort and care that she had longed for when she was completely hopeless.
If she said that she had never loved Fu Haibo, that was impossible. Without love, there would naturally be no birth and growth of Fu Zhidong.
Even at the last moment, when she was seeing Fu Haibo off, she asked herself whether her feelings for Fu Haibo had ever died out or disappeared.
She was just disappointed in him, remained silent, and didn't dare to take any initiative anymore.
Fu Haibo treated her the same way. He retained his original love and affection and never owed her anything material. However, he left too hastily and too far, leaving behind his wife and children and his original heart.
Because of him, the mother and daughter were almost left on the streets, despised and insulted.
This is exactly what Li Xuewu is like.
It helped her retain the most basic dignity and life, helped her regain the courage and confidence to live, and gave her son the qualifications and ability to live in the sun.
Does she love Li Xuewu?
I don’t know, I’m not sure, I dare not say.
But Zhou Yamei knew that she was not attracted by the other party's charity and help, nor was she forced by the other party's power. It was just an attraction that arose out of despair and upwardness.
During that time, she felt like she had fallen into a dry well, helpless and confused.
It was Li Xuewu who lifted the manhole cover and extended a hand to her, giving her a chance to live.
In the subsequent life and interactions, she saw a more straightforward and calm side of Li Xuewu, as well as a more decisive and wise side.
So, she didn't know whether this was love, she was not sure whether she could love, and she didn't dare to say that she was qualified to love Li Xuewu.
She could only accompany him silently, waiting for him to come, laughing with him, and then seeing him off.
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Zhou Yamei's villa is smaller than Haiyuncang Villa No. 1. There are only two rooms on the second floor, and the master bedroom has a small study.
Compared with the small living room and large study room of Haiyuncang No. 1, this place is more like a small Western-style building in Shanghai from the 1930s, exquisite and petty bourgeois.
In fact, the reason why the difference is not that big is the trend under the historical background. After all, in that era, Shanghai was the most fashionable frontier in the country, including its architecture.
At that time, the Marshal was not very fond of this style, after all, he didn't have any preference.
But the young marshal was a top wealthy man in the foreign land, and the demeanor of the fourth young master was unmatched by ordinary people, so this style naturally spread here.
Once the door of the master bedroom is closed, it becomes a quiet private space. No matter how loud the noise is, it will not be heard by the guests downstairs or even in the guest rooms on the same floor.
Whether the sound insulation is good or not does not depend on whether the materials are advanced or not, but on the quality and quantity.
The wooden furniture and decorations of this era can be said to be passed down from generation to generation and will never be damaged.
Take this table for example. A person can lie on it and it won’t break, or go out of tune or shape.
Even if another person is piled on top of it and hits it hard or shakes it, there will be no creaking sound, and there will be no nails falling off or deformation of the wooden frame.
Because the furniture or house decoration at that time mostly used mortise and tenon structures.
When the trees of Yan and Yan enter each other, and the fullness enters the emptiness, it is called a bamboo shoot.
From emptiness to fullness is called Mao.
Therefore, there is a saying in the folk that "shoot head Mao".
You don't need to understand what this passage means.
You just need to know that the reason why the mortise and tenon structure is strong, durable and firm is because the tenon and the mortise are tightly connected and will not fall off no matter how it shakes.
Of course, the mortise and tenon structure is not single and unchanging, but takes a variety of forms.
The main ones include shoulder tenon, overlord tenon, clamp tenon, shoulder tenon, corner tenon and so on.
It must be said that although most of the furniture in Zhou Yamei's home is in the style of the 1930s and is of a Western style, the workmanship is very solid.
Li Xuewu wandered around for more than half an hour but didn't see any movement.
Or perhaps the sound of table legs rubbing against the floor was covered up by the low shouting.
Fu Haibo put a lot of effort into decorating this house.
After searching many places in the city, I finally found a set of furniture with similar colors and styles, and even the size was particularly suitable.
Take the sofa in the study room for example. A person cannot lie down straight on it, as half of his legs will hang out, unless he lies on his stomach.
Li Xuewu particularly likes the cowhide surface of the sofa, just like the recliner in Zhou Yamei's studio downstairs, it feels very comfortable to touch.
Nowadays, most sofas are made of spring structure. The more springs they have, the stronger and more tense they are, and the better it feels to sit on them.
There is certainly no problem for one person to sit on it, but to test the quality of a sofa, it must pass extreme tests, including the springs.
So if you hold someone and the sofa bounces around, and the springs are continuous, the frame is silent, and it bounces back strongly, then it proves that this sofa is a good one.
Li Xuewu tried it himself and found that the quality was indeed very good. It would not deform even if one more person pressed on it, and there was no creaking sound from the spring.
He actually wanted to try whether the cabinet was sturdy, but Zhou Yamei didn't want to do that. She really had no strength left and couldn't stand his tossing and turning.
Finally, I listened to her, tested the quality of the bed, and gave my satisfactory approval.
He was satisfied and ready to go to bed, but Zhou Yamei still had to get up and clean up the battlefield.
First I went to the bathroom to get a hot towel and helped the person who had worked so hard to clean up. Then I went to clean up the study and finally took a shower. That was all.
When she returned to the bed and wanted to talk to him, she saw Li Xuewu approaching her again.
"oops--"
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"I would say stop talking, tear it up and wash it, and more, and more, until it's too late."
When Fu Zhidong opened his eyes in the morning, he found himself sleeping next to his uncle. He was so surprised that he almost jumped up and screamed.
He told his uncle about his friends at school and the pinyin and Chinese characters he was learning.
Also, the foreign languages his mother taught him.
Russian is actually very difficult to learn, especially after getting used to the flat and curled tongue of Mandarin, which makes your tongue twitch.
"Ha La Shao means good, Tear and Wash means thank you, and Don't La Jin means good afternoon. I also know many other things."
Fu Zhidong can not only speak these Russian words, but also write them very well.
Li Xuewu lay against the head of the bed, watching Fu Zhidong lying on the bed and writing the words he had just said to him on paper with a pencil, very seriously.
"How do you say goodbye?"
"Goodbye? I don't know, I haven't learned it." Fu Zhidong looked up at his uncle and said, "My mother hasn't taught me yet."
"Then I'll teach you. There are two ways. One is to say to the elders, "I hope to see you again." Li Xuewu took the pencil from his godson's hand, wrote досвидания on the notebook, and read: "Great Sidanya, goodbye."
"One is to say it to people of the same generation, with whom you are close and will meet again soon." He wrote пока in pencil on the notebook, pointed to Fu Zhidong and read: "Baga, goodbye."
"Baga?" Fu Zhidong looked at his godfather in confusion and asked, "Isn't Baga Japanese? I heard it from my kindergarten classmates."
"It's not that Baga, it's Baga."
Li Xuewu pointed to the words in the notebook and corrected them: "Two languages, with similar pronunciations."
"I'll remember this—"
Fu Zhidong was very honest. He pointed to the word "Baga", which has only four letters and the pronunciation left a deep impression on him.
Li Xuewu smiled and patted his little head, saying, "No matter how you remember it, as long as you know how to use it and use it in the right context, it's right, it's good, and it's just nonsense."
"Hey, I know."
Fu Zhidong took the pencil and learned to write the two words in the notebook, very slowly but seriously. It was obvious that he was a careful and calm child.
Li Xuewu waited until he finished writing before reading it with him several times to familiarize him with the pronunciation.
"Zhidong, uncle is leaving today and going back to the capital." He looked at his godson and said, "Which way should you say goodbye to uncle?"
"Uncle - can't you stay a few more days?" When Fu Zhidong heard that he was leaving, he climbed up and threw himself into his arms, saying in a pleading tone: "I still have a lot to say to you. I still, I need to learn a lot of words."
"Well, uncle knows that Zhidong studies well, is well-behaved and obedient, and is friendly to his classmates. Teacher Zhang has praised Zhidong to uncle."
Li Xuewu held his godson in his arms and comforted him, saying, "Zhidong was praised by Teacher Zhang because he was not late every day and did his homework well, right?"
"Um--"
Fu Zhidong's lips were pursed at this moment, and he looked like he was about to cry, but he was holding back the tears in his eyes and listening to his uncle talking.
"Fu Zhidong needs to study well, get praise from teachers, and be responsible for his own studies. Then, uncle must also work as well as Zhidong."
Li Xuewu coaxed him and said, "Uncle also has to be responsible for the factory. He cannot be late, and he cannot delay the work and tasks in the factory."
"But Zhidong can't bear to leave his uncle. Uncle knows it, because uncle also can't bear to leave Zhidong and will miss Zhidong often."
"uncle--"
Fu Zhidong put his arms around his uncle's neck, tears falling into his uncle's neck, and said with all his strength, "I miss you, too."
"Yeah, it must be true. Uncle misses Zhidong, and Zhidong must miss uncle too."
Li Xuewu patted his godson on the back and consoled him: "Zhidong is already a school-age kid, he is no longer an ignorant child."
"Promise uncle that you will be strong. Men don't cry easily. Uncle will come again."
"Well - I'll wait for you, you must come." Fu Zhidong wiped the tears from his face, sat next to his uncle and said: "I, I want to study hard, go to college when I grow up, and go to Beijing."
"No problem, Zhidong has ambitions, and uncle will definitely support you, so just go to the capital to take the exam."
Li Xuewu held his godson's hand and said, "Let's make a deal. You will follow your uncle to wash, change clothes, go downstairs, and eat. Your uncle will take you to school, so you can't cry."
Fu Zhidong pursed his lips, wiped his tears again and again, and said: "I, I can only guarantee that I won't cry out loud, wuwu——"
"If you cry, then uncle won't dare to come next time." Li Xuewu wiped his tears and said, "Uncle also has a job."
"If Zhidong cries every time he comes and leaves, then uncle won't be able to bear it. I can only wait until Zhidong grows up before coming again."
"don't want--!"
Fu Zhidong suppressed his emotions, let his godfather wipe his tears, and said, "I won't cry."
"What word should I use when I say goodbye to my uncle later?"
Li Xuewu picked up the notebook, pointed it at Fu Zhidong and asked, "What we just learned."
"Um..." Fu Zhidong was still sobbing. He looked at the notebook with tears in his eyes, then looked at his godfather and said, "I want to use Baga. I want to see you again soon."
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Zhou Yamei was busy making pancakes and cooking all morning, just waiting for Lao Biaozi and his wife to come into the yard before she went to pick them up and called the father and son who were still lazing in bed upstairs.
But when she walked to the door of the guest room and heard the conversation inside, she started crying.
She didn't care about her tears and couldn't bear to leave Li Xuewu. There were guests waiting downstairs, so she reminded the father and son to come down quickly through the door.
"Brother Wu"
Lao Biaozi called him Brother Wu, and Mai Qinglan also followed suit and called him Brother Wu.
Her belly is now quite big, and at six months old, she has no problem walking, but she has no strength to eat, and she is not at the dock on weekdays.
The dock is windy, the temperature is low, and the humidity is high. It is the time of pregnancy when the bone joints are stretched. If it is cold and damp, my life will be ruined and I will suffer in the future.
Mai Qinglan and Lao Biaozi are now living in the original youth club. The property rights were given to the recycling station. Lao Biaozi has established his foothold again. Entertainment activities are not allowed during this period, so it became the accommodation and office space for the recycling station.
They are all in the city, so it is very convenient to come here. It only takes less than ten minutes to drive there.
Li Xuewu brought his godson down from upstairs, greeted the couple and asked them about their situation.
I was mainly concerned about Mai Qinglan's health and living conditions, and also talked about the situation in Beijing and her parents' situation in the club.
Lao Biaozi also had good intentions. He knew that his wife was thinking about her parents in Beijing. She called them and wrote to them frequently, but they were never as good as letters from acquaintances.
As parents, they did not dare to trouble their children. They only reported good news and not bad news. Mai Qinglan married far away in the northeast and lived a displaced life. She did not dare to tell her parents about her grievances.
So, I just want to hear what people close to me say about the situation at home. If it is really good, then I will feel at ease.
"I haven't been there much recently. There's always something going on at the factory, and I can't rest on weekends."
Li Xuewu introduced with a smile: "I heard that your old man and old lady came back from the Northeast, and I asked Yu Li if Biaozi was wronged or had any inconvenience in life."
"No - it wasn't him, it was my parents," Mai Qinglan explained a little embarrassedly, "They only stayed for more than half a month. They said they had apprentices to take care of in Beijing, so they were worried and left."
"How dare I not be filial to my father-in-law and mother-in-law?" Lao Biaozi said with a laugh, "Since they came here, they have helped us to take apart and wash the quilts, and helped to prepare clothes for the children. I can't thank them enough."
Mai Qinglan heard him joking and felt a little embarrassed in front of Li Xuewu, so she secretly kicked him and stopped him from talking.
Lao Biaozi didn't care and said bluntly: "My father-in-law and mother-in-law treat me well, that's good, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."
"I'm not bragging. Brother Wu is our brother, not an outsider. What's wrong with me?"
"Okay, I know you're doing well."
Li Xuewu could see that Mai Qinglan was being reserved, so he nodded to Lao Biaozi and said, "Thank you, old man. You should also pay more attention to Qinglan, not only physically but also spiritually. Communicate more."
"Qinglan is educated, and may not be as good as you in terms of business and career, but you should still listen to Qinglan's opinions on how to deal with people."
"Brother, Wen Biao is nothing special. He works hard and cares about me. But sometimes he likes to joke around and is not serious." Mai Qinglan glanced at Lao Biaozi, then said to Li Xuewu: "Please talk more about him. Sometimes he offends people."
"You are already an adult, and you have a business in your hands. Do you still need someone to tell you this?"
Li Xuewu glanced at Lao Biaozi and said to Mai Qinglan, "If he jokes again, tell him that if he wants his son to learn from you, you are not a good father."
"I'm much more mature now-!"
Lao Biaozi didn't care that his wife told Li Xuewu about his problems and reported him.
Just like he said, if you treat Li Xuewu as your own brother, there is nothing you can't say.
"But I'm not uneducated. I can't speak any nonsense. I can only talk nonsense."
"You can learn even if you are uneducated," Li Xuewu pointed at Mai Qinglan and said, "You married an educated wife but she talks back to you every day. Why don't you learn more about her culture?"
"You will be on a bigger platform and in more situations in the future. If you don't learn now, will you be able to cram at the last minute?"
Li Xuewu waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense. While you have time and not much work to do, enrich yourself."
"I'm not asking you to be Mr. Zhihuzheye, but you have to be able to be on the table and presentable, right?"
"Okay, I'll pay my respects to you when I get home."
Lao Biaozi didn't dare to talk back to Li Xuewu and jokingly changed the subject.
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When Mai Qinglan first met Lao Biaozi, she actually looked down on such gangsters. How could a literary and artistic worker hang out with gangsters?
It was just that she was born at the wrong time, and her family and life were facing disasters, which made her re-recognize Li Wenbiao from another perspective, and approve of this little gangster who was full of nonsense and had a gangster-like demeanor.
After deciding to be together, there were surprise, unexpected events, helplessness, and confusion.
She once doubted whether her decision to marry him was correct, and also doubted whether Li Wenbiao really liked her.
While he liked her, Li Wenbiao also had a girlfriend, who was also a college student.
He is even better than literary and artistic workers like her, and he is the one who likes Li Wenbiao out of impulse.
The emotions of these three people are displayed here, like a play. Mai Qinglan knows that if something had not happened in her family, Li Wenbiao would not have chosen her, but Su Qing.
The main reason for choosing myself was that my situation at that time was more dangerous than Su Qing's.
Without Li Wenbiao's help, not only would she be in a terrible situation, but even her parents would have hanged themselves in the robbed yard long ago.
So, she chose to turn a blind eye to the fact that Li Wenbiao was secretly taking care of Su Qing.
Sometimes he behaved rudely and could not understand her pursuit, her inner confusion and the pain in her spiritual world, but she did not blame Li Wenbiao.
They were originally from different worlds, but ended up together by accident. How could I force him to understand me, or force myself to adapt to him?
Just looking at how good Li Wenbiao was to her and her parents, she had to swallow all the grievances and complaints she had.
She didn't know whether the person who would have taken care of her, cared about her more, and been more willing to spend money on her according to her original life trajectory, without much study and without any life disasters, and she would have graduated, worked, fallen in love, and married step by step, would have taken better care of her, cared more about her, and been more willing to spend money on her than Li Wenbiao.
Therefore, everything is determined by fate and has no control over us.
No matter how many shortcomings Li Wenbiao has, he is one of the most capable young people of this era that she has known and seen.
With a brother like Li Xuewu taking care of him and a career with power tentacles reaching all the key departments of a city, no matter how crude he is, he is still a strong man. He is just laughing in front of her.
Some time ago, her parents came to Gangcheng to visit her and told her privately not to think about repaying a favor, because favors would turn into hatred sooner or later.
You have to be content. If she changed the person or the environment, could she be as comfortable as she is now?
Although far away from the capital, Gangcheng is not the countryside. She lives in a building in the city, has a car to travel, and has a carefree life. Whatever she likes or wants, she doesn't have to go out, Li Wenbiao can buy it for her. Who else is as lucky as her?
Li Wenbiao had already told her that Li Xuewu was coming to Gangcheng, and he had also explained to her that Li Xuewu was living here.
She didn't know much about Li Xuewu's romantic life, and Li Wenbiao had never told her about it. When she was in the capital, she only knew that he was very powerful.
If it weren't for this time, she wouldn't have known that Sister Zhou, who worked at the dock, had such a relationship with Li Xuewu, but Li Wenbiao was not surprised.
The couple had made this matter very clear before going to bed last night, so when she came here and saw Li Xuewu coming downstairs with Sister Zhou's son by his side, she did not show any surprise.
Li Wenbiao brought her here and Li Xuewu agreed to meet her here, which means that she has been recognized by Li Xuewu and their team.
Of course we have to call it a team now, but if we had met Li Wenbiao in the past, we would have called it a gang.
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They chatted while eating breakfast, making steamed bread, stewing the fish that Lao Biaozi brought yesterday, and eating seasonal vegetables and the local specialties brought by Li Xuewu.
At the dinner table, Li Xuewu talked about the cooperation between Red Star Factory and Fengcheng, as well as the establishment and operation of the Fengcheng Office.
"Fengcheng is one of the six offices launched in May," Li Xuewu said. "This location is very critical. You should run around more. I've given you the list. Let's make friends."
"Liaodong Industry means that we will use Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory and keep Hongxing Factory to create a model pilot for the integration of small and medium-sized industrial resources."
Li Xuewu pointed at Lao Biaozi and reminded him, "If you want to gain a foothold in Fengcheng, you have to make some efforts in the establishment of the office and the negotiation with the First Machine Factory this time, and expand your network by leveraging the momentum."
"Jing Yunong, deputy director of the Red Star Factory Management Committee, is inspecting the preparations for the establishment of local offices. She will arrive in Fengcheng in early next month to preside over the merger and integration plan of the First Machine Factory."
"Brother, I know Deputy Director Jing and have met him, but we have never spoken."
Lao Biaozi explained: "I know which area she is in charge of, and I also know that Li Xue is her secretary, but given this relationship... I can't ask Li Xue for help, right?"
"First, you should find out the situation of the Red Star Factory's Fengcheng office, then investigate the situation of the First Machine Factory and write a report."
Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Deputy Director Jing is not an outsider. I will ask her to contact you when the time comes. You give her these materials."
"When the time comes, if she needs your help with anything, just do the job well."
"Okay, if you put it that way, I understand. Otherwise, Li Xue is her secretary."
Lao Biaozi nodded and responded seriously, then asked jokingly: "Brother, are there any outsiders in this Red Star Factory?"
"Go - stop talking nonsense and be serious."
Seeing Li Wenbiao joking again, Mai Qinglan nudged him with her elbow.
Even though they are brothers, they can't act so recklessly. Li Xuewu is a very important person and the fact that he is entrusted with such an important matter shows that he has full trust in Li Wenbiao.
Lao Biaozi nodded to his wife and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm just joking--"
"Meet the director of the Fengcheng office first, and then when Deputy Director Jing arrives, you can go over to report in. Don't be so loud."
Li Xuewu ignored his joke and reminded him, "Don't do your job well at the First Machine Factory. You won't get any profit from the factory."
"But as long as Red Star Factory takes over the First Machine Factory, you can use the First Machine Factory's momentum to completely open up a new path in Fengcheng and gain a firm foothold."
"Understood. I will definitely handle this matter thoroughly. I will assign the First Machinery Factory to investigate it thoroughly!"
Lao Biaozi said seriously, "Those people in the investigation department at the dock are always busy and have nothing to do. It's a good opportunity to give them some work to do so that they don't have to eat and drink for free."
"Don't go too far," Li Xuewu reminded him, "After all, we are a cooperative relationship."
"That's right! I have to remind them not to go too far!"
Lao Biaozi said with a sidelong glance: "Not only do you fish all day, but you also fish for the girls in the village!"
Mai Qinglan gritted her teeth and warned, "Tsk - Brother Wu is telling you not to go too far!"
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Only a jerk like Lao Biaozi could come up with the idea of using the Investigation Department to help the Red Star Factory conduct a business investigation before preparing for negotiations.
But it also indirectly shows that he has the ability to ask those people for help.
Li Xuewu was still thinking about this on the way back to the steel plant, and he found it ridiculous every time he thought about it.
Those people working at the dock are indeed from the Investigation Department, and they are the more capable and core personnel in Ji Weidong's department.
These people are usually just security guards at the dock and employees of Dongfeng Shipping.
They are replaced on schedule, some go to Hong Kong City, some return to Beijing, and some take vacation here.
In organizational terms, vacation is not a free vacation in the sense of taking whatever you want.
You can go fishing, play cards, sleep in, drink beer and have fun, hang out in the village, or go shopping in the city.
But they cannot be away from their posts for long periods of time, let alone be alone, and they have to provide the necessary security and administrative protection.
If this can be called a vacation, then it is indeed peaceful here compared to the dangerous environment.
Dongfeng Shipping has collective shares and individual shares in the investigation department. Li Xuewu doesn't care what Ji Weidong and his superiors are doing here.
He was sure that the other party was not afraid of messing up the collective dish, but would definitely not mess up their own dish.
This is also the reason why Li Xuewu asked Ji Weidong and his colleagues to invest in Dongfeng Shipping.
Look at how much these people care about Dongfeng Shipping now.
Hearing that the sea was not calm and the cargo shipping route was dangerous, Li Xuewu thought that it would be cool enough to have some Type 56 light machine guns.
In fact, well, just use anti-aircraft machine guns, and don’t even look down on heavy machine guns.
Why should he be worried? Ji Weidong wanted the authority to coordinate business for the good of Dongfeng Shipping. He would never use the fleet to do anything dangerous because this was their own money.
Therefore, since Lao Biaozi said that he couldn't manage it and Ji Weidong needed this business, the business authority should be moved and transferred, and there is no need to hold it in one's hands.
Dongfeng Shipping is suitable for long-distance shipping. Li Xuewu wants Lao Biaozi to run a big ship, and an operating model similar to that of food delivery.
These people don't need to worry about what to load on the ship, nor do they need to worry about what to transport to make money. They don't even need to worry about where to pick up the goods or where to unload them.
Just bear the shipping cost!
You only need to bear the cost of the lost goods!
Li Xuewu didn't mind using the Korean tariff as freight to expand this team.
Dumping of electronic appliances and hardware industrial products, occupying the market and defeating the opponent's advanced industries is only one aspect.
On the other hand, the Red Star Factory needs external advanced machinery and equipment, as well as important technical reserves, including electronic development, which is the core.
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Dong Wenxue's car drove into the factory and stopped in front of the office building.
After getting off the car, Li Xuewu met up with Peng Xiaoli who was waiting at the door, and they entered the office building together.
On the last day, Li Huaide will preside over a high-level cadre office meeting, which will be more advanced than the one last night, and he will also talk to individual cadres.
This time, in addition to research, we will also solicit and listen to the opinions of the main leaders of steel mills and joint industries on organizational work.
As deputy director of the committee office and an important leader in charge of coordination work at the Red Star Factory, Li Xuewu was going to accompany Li Huaide to meet these cadres.
Of course, among these people, there would not be Dong Wenxue and Cen Fuyao, director of the Joint Industrial Management Office, because the conversation with the two had already been completed after landing in Steel City on the first day.
Today's main conversation is with the deputy positions and important backbones of the two industrial departments. The purpose is to understand the performance of Dong Wenxue and Cen Fuyao in organizational work, as well as the operating status of the two teams.
Anyone who has done organizational work knows that whenever a leader comes down to conduct research, there must be such a one-on-one conversation. It is an opportunity for deputy cadres to report on their work and also a wake-up call for those in charge.
Don't try to be the only one who has the final say, and don't use a pen to create disunity. Li Huaide met these people to improve the collective management system and maintain and guarantee the rational operation of this system.
This system is an important support to ensure the collective management of the Red Star Factory and is also a necessary management model and means under the current circumstances.
During the conversation, Li Xuewu did not speak at all, let alone ask any questions.
He just sat next to Li Huaide and recorded the key points of the conversation.
Li Xuewu is not only the deputy director of the Red Star Factory's committee office, but also the leader in charge of discipline and supervision.
Therefore, when Yang Zongfang was called in for a talk, he began to self-criticize as soon as he entered the room.
The main focus was still on what happened last night. What was very serious was that he was sure from Dong Wenxue's attitude at the meeting that Dong Wenxue knew this would happen, but he didn't know it from the beginning to the end.
Including the fact that the Red Star Factory organized the research team to study the work procedures and itinerary of this trip, his connections at the head office did not give any hints or information. Doesn't this prove that something has happened to his network of connections? Does it mean there is a problem?
Yang Zongfang knew very well that Li Huaide disliked him, especially in his work style. The factory leadership team had placed him in the steel mill to help Dong Wenxue stabilize the situation.
He did a good job in the preliminary work and received support and praise from the factory.
However, with the work adjustments of Yang Yuansong and Yang Fengshan, his work at the steel plant also encountered difficulties, which inevitably affected his mentality.
Ben had already obtained the support and help of Li Xuewu, but out of loyalty and gratitude, in order to help Yang Yuansong in his dying struggle, he began to target Dong Wenxue and ignored Li Xuewu's warnings.
So, now his comeuppance has come.
Li Xuewu did not say anything, and because he did not speak, Yang Zongfang's life was not easy either.
When Li Huaide asked him about his work, he obviously had his opinions and attitudes. When he asked about the team ecology and collaborative relationships, without waiting for Yang Zongfang to answer, he gave him a political lesson on how unity is strength.
Li Xuewu did not record the specific details of what happened, because such words were meaningless, but they were enough to knock Yang Zongfang's head off.
Just by seeing him wiping his palms on his pants several times, you can tell that he is in great pain and knows that his career is over.
Li Huaide will not leave within three to five years, and Dong Wenxue will definitely take over within three to five years. Who will come to Gangcheng to take charge of the work then?
It definitely wouldn't be him. Even though he was regarded as the executive deputy director and had the same position and responsibilities as him by the factory when the team was first formed, he is no longer in that position now.
Since Li Xuewu is sitting here, the answer is very clear. I'm afraid that when Li Xuewu takes over, he will still hold the position of the general factory.
I dare not say that he will definitely be the deputy director of the Management Committee, but he will not be too bad. He will definitely crush all the members of the steel plant team.
No matter how he struggles, he will not be able to escape Li Xuewu's Five Finger Mountain.
So, his power play is over.
This conversation officially announced that he was out.
(End of this chapter)