Chapter 1107 Game Over!

"How's uncle, but how's mom?"

Zhou Yamei raised her hand and patted her son's butt, and said angrily: "Since uncle is here, mom will have to step aside, right?"

“No—it’s okay, mom!”

Fu Zhidong steeled himself, turned his head and looked at his mother and said, "You two are both fine."

"What if we choose the best one?"

Li Xuewu carried him into the entrance hall. While changing into slippers, he asked: "If uncle and mother fall into the river at the same time, and you have a bamboo pole in your hand, who are you going to save first?"

When Zhou Yamei heard Li Xuewu's question, she couldn't help but glared at him angrily.

Looking at my son's troubled expression, I couldn't help but want to laugh, and I also wanted to know his son's answer.

Fu Zhidong was in a dilemma. He looked at his uncle and then his mother, not knowing what to say.

"What's wrong, are you so embarrassed?"

Zhou Yamei followed the two of them into the living room, teasing her son and asking, "Which one are you better off with, uncle or mom?"

Fu Zhidong blinked his eyes, frowned, and was about to cry.

Li Xuewu hugged him and sat on the sofa, and asked jokingly: "Could it be that you are thinking about who will save us, and who are you hitting with the bamboo pole?"

"screw you--"

Zhou Yamei was amused by Li Xuewu's words, but she also disliked him for teaching his son badly.

Fu Zhidong shouted anxiously: "No - I want to save everyone!"

"Stop embarrassing my son—"

Zhou Yamei picked up her son and placed him on the sofa, urging Li Xuewu to wash up.

"Biaozi called in the afternoon and said he would bring his wife over to sit down in the morning."

Just when Li Xuewu got up and went to the bathroom, Zhou Yamei said: "Let's have stir-fried vegetables tomorrow morning. I'll make white flour pancakes and treat them to dinner."

"Who wants to come?" 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.

"Say yes, just take his wife." Seeing that she couldn't persuade her son, she had no choice but to get up and help Li Xuewu make tea. Seeing her son yawning so sleepily, it was both funny and sad.

After making tea for Li Xuewu, I went to the kitchen to look at the noodles that had been distributed. They were for making pancakes tomorrow morning, as well as the dishes that had been prepared in advance.

When she came back to help Li Xuewu wash clothes, she saw her son leaning on the sofa and falling asleep. He looked so cute.

I just don’t know what I was thinking about in my sleep, and there was still a frown on my face.

At this time, Li Xuewu also finished washing up. He opened the bathroom door and was about to speak when he saw Zhou Yamei giving him a silencing gesture. Only then did he see the little man on the sofa.

"Change into pajamas first, and 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 has to wait for you."

"Well, it's not in vain for this godson to meet his true relatives." Li Xuewu said with a smile, "I just didn't ask who he is closer to."

"You're still talking about——"

Zhou Yamei was angry at him and said, "You have made things difficult for my son. No arithmetic problem in school is so difficult."

"Give him a warning in advance. When he asks for a wife later, be careful of being asked by his wife."

Li Xuewu changed into his pajamas, pinched Fu Zhidong's nose, and teased him for a few times without waking up, prompting Zhou Yamei to come out and slap him.

"You promised to wait for me, and you also want to tell me about school."

He picked up the child with a smile and went upstairs amidst Zhou Yamei's urging.

——

"You two are really loyal to me."

Zhou Yamei had tidied up the downstairs, but when she went upstairs, she saw her son sleeping in the guest bedroom, Li Xuewu's bed, snoring.

Li Xuewu was sitting on the bedside, reading his son's fairy tale book with relish.

"Come on, you can sleep with my son in your arms tonight. It's rare for me to enjoy a holiday."

"Are you done?"

Li Xuewu carefully got off the bed, 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 Seventh Army and cross the Yangtze River again in the middle of the night."

"Go to—bad—"

Zhou Yamei was held in his arms, her hands wrapped around his neck, leaning on his broad chest, looking at her son who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

At this moment, she was indescribably satisfied.

It would be great if time could stay at this moment forever. This is the happy life she dreams of, and she longs for it extremely extravagantly.

In the past, Fu Haibo was away from home all year round and would always come and go in a hurry when he came back. She had never had such fantasies and desires.

My heart is completely focused on my son, and I can't even feel love or being loved.

Especially when her son asked where her father was, her heart felt as if a knife was being twisted.

Now the son won't ask. He knows where his father is. This is too cruel and sad for him.

It was at this time that Li Xuewu gave his son the care and protection he needed most.

He also gave her the comfort and care that was beyond her reach even when she was completely devastated.

If she had never loved Fu Haibo, that would be impossible. Without love, Fu Zhidong would not have been born and grown.

Even at the last moment, when sending Fu Haibo away, she asked herself that her feelings for Haibo had never been extinguished or dissipated.

She was just disappointed with him and fell silent, not daring to take any more initiative.

Fu Haibo treated her the same way. He kept his initial love and affection for her and never owed her material debt. He left too quickly and too far, leaving his wife and children behind and losing his original intention.

Almost, because of him, the mother and daughter were left on the streets, despised and insulted.

This was Li Xuewu.

He 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 because of the other party’s charity and help, nor was she forced by the other party’s power. It was a kind of attraction that was born out of despair.

During that time, she felt like she had fallen into a dry well, helpless and hesitant.

It was Li Xuewu who lifted the manhole cover and extended a hand to her to keep her alive.

In the subsequent life and communication, she saw the more straightforward and frank side of Li Xuewu, more decisive and wise.

Therefore, she didn't know whether she loved him like this, and she was not sure whether she could love him, let alone that she was qualified to love Li Xuewu.

She could only accompany him silently, wait for him to come, smile with him, and then send him off.

——

Zhou Yamei's villa was smaller than Haiyuncang No. 1 Villa. There were only two rooms on the second floor, and the master bedroom had a small study.

Compared with the small living room and large study of Haiyuncang No. 1, this place was more like a small western-style building in the Magic City in the 1930s, exquisite and petty bourgeoisie.

In fact, the reason for the small difference was the trend under the historical background. After all, in that era, the Magic City was the most fashionable frontier in the country, including architecture.

At that time, the Marshal's love for this style was average, after all, he had no preference.

But the young marshal was a top-level wealthy guest in the foreign land, and the style of the fourth son was not something that ordinary people could match, so this style naturally came in.

Once the door of the master bedroom was closed, it became a quiet private space, and no matter how loud the noise was, it would not be heard by the guest rooms downstairs or even on the same floor.

Whether the sound insulation is good or not, it is not whether the material is advanced or not, but the quality and weight.

The wooden furniture and decorations of this era can be said to be passed down from generation to generation and will never break.

Take this table for example. A person lying on it will not break it, and it will not lose its sound or shape.

No matter how hard a person presses on it 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 this time mostly uses mortise and tenon structure.

When the wood of Yan enters each other, it is called bamboo shoot when the full enters the empty.

When the empty enters the full, it is called mortise.

Therefore, there is a saying of bamboo shoot mortise.

You don’t need to understand what this sentence means.

You only need to know that the reason why the mortise and tenon structure is strong, durable and solid is because the tenon and the mortise are tightly connected, and it will not fall off no matter how you shake it.

Of course, the mortise and tenon structure is not a single and unchanging one, but presents a variety of forms.

There are mainly shoulder tenon, overlord crossbeam, clamping tenon, shoulder tenon, corner tenon, etc.

It should be said that although most of the furniture in Zhou Yamei's house is in the style of the 1930s and is Western-style, the workmanship is very solid.

Li Xuewu wandered around for more than half an hour and didn't see any movement.

Or the sound of the table legs rubbing against the floor was also covered by the low voice.

Fu Haibo put a lot of effort in decorating this house.

He searched a lot of places in the city and finally put together a set of furniture with similar colors and styles, and even the size was particularly suitable.

Take the sofa in the small study room for example. A person can't lie down straight, and the calf will droop out halfway, unless he lies prone.

Li Xuewu especially likes the cowhide surface of the sofa, just like the recliner in Zhou Yamei's studio downstairs, it feels very comfortable to touch.

These days, most sofas are spring structures. The more springs, the stronger they are, and the more strength they can stretch, and the better it feels to sit on them.

It is naturally fine for one person to sit on it, but to test the quality of a sofa, it is necessary to pass the extreme test, including the spring.

So if the spring is broken, the frame is silent, and the spring is strong when holding a person, it proves that this sofa is a good sofa.

Li Xuewu tried it himself and found that the quality is really good. No matter how much pressure one person puts on it, it will not deform, and there will be no creaking sound of the spring.

He actually wanted to test whether the cabinet is strong, but Zhou Yamei didn't want to. She really didn't have the strength, and couldn't stand his tossing.

Finally, he listened to her and tested the quality of the bed, and then gave a satisfactory approval.

He was satisfied and ready to go to bed, but Zhou Yamei had to get up to clean up the battlefield.

First, he went to the bathroom to throw in a hot towel, helped the hard-working person clean up, then went to clean up the study, and finally took a shower, and that was it.

When she returned to the bed and wanted to talk to him, she saw Li Xuewu bullying him again.

"Oh my..."

--

"I can say halashao, sibaxiba, and daobulajin."

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 school friends, 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, the tongue is gurgling.

"halashao means good, sibaxiba means thank you, daobulajin means good afternoon, and I know many other things."

Fu Zhidong not only knows how to speak, but also write these Russian words, and his writing is quite good.

Li Xuewu lay on the bedside, watching Fu Zhidong lying on the bed and writing the words he just said 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 it to elders, hoping to see them again." Li Xuewu took the pencil from his godson's hand, wrote досвидания on the notebook, and read: "Great Sidaniya, goodbye."

"The other is to say it to peers, and the relationship is closer, and we will see each other again soon." He wrote пока on the notebook with a pencil, 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 my kindergarten classmates say it."

"It's not that Baga, it's Baga."

Li Xuewu pointed to the words in the notebook and corrected him, "Two languages, similar pronunciation."

"I remember this--"

Fu Zhidong was very honest. He pointed to Baga, which had only four characters and few letters, and the pronunciation also left a deep impression on him.

Li Xuewu smiled and touched his little head, saying: "No matter how you remember it, as long as you can use it in the right context, it is right, good, and simple."

"Hehe, I know."

Fu Zhidong took the pencil and learned to write the two words in the notebook, very slowly, but very seriously. It can be seen that he is a careful and calm child.

Li Xuewu waited for him to finish writing, and then read it with him several times to familiarize him with the pronunciation.

"Zhidong, uncle is leaving today, going back to Beijing." 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 recognize a lot of words."

"Well, uncle knows that Zhidong studies well, is well-behaved and obedient, and is friendly to classmates. Teacher Zhang has praised Zhidong to uncle."

Li Xuewu hugged his godson in his arms and comforted him, saying: "Zhidong can be praised by Teacher Zhang because Zhidong is not late every day and does his homework well, right?"

"Well-"

Fu Zhidong's mouth was already pursed at this time, and he looked like he was about to cry, but he was still holding back the tears in his eyes and listening to his uncle.

"Fu Zhidong must study well, get praise from teachers, and be responsible for his own studies. Then uncle must work as well as Zhidong."

Li Xuewu coaxed him and said, "Uncle must also be responsible for the factory. He must not be late, and must not delay the work and tasks in the factory."

"But Zhidong can't bear to leave uncle's heart. Uncle knows it, because uncle can't bear to leave Zhidong either, and will miss Zhidong often."

"Uncle——"

Fu Zhidong stretched out his arms and hugged his uncle's neck, tears fell on his uncle's neck, and tried to be strong and said, "I miss you too."

"Yeah, it must be, Uncle misses Zhidong, and Zhidong will definitely miss uncle too. "

Li Xuewu patted his godson on the back and comforted him: "Zhidong is a school-going kid, he is no longer an ignorant child."

"Promise uncle, 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, and go to college and go to Beijing when I grow up."

"No problem, Zhidong has ambitions, uncle will definitely support you, just go to Beijing."

Li Xuewu held his godson's hand , said: "We have to make a deal. Follow uncle to wash, change clothes, go downstairs, eat, uncle will send you to school, you can't cry."

Fu Zhidong pursed his lips, wiped his tears again and again, and said: "I, I can only promise that I won't cry out loud, woo woo-"

"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, and can only wait until Zhidong grows up before coming."

"Don't--!"

Fu Zhidong Dong 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 to Fu Zhidong and asked, "We just learned it."

"Um——" Fu Zhidong was still sobbing, looking at the notebook with tears in his eyes, and then looked at his godfather and said, "I want to use Baga, I want to see you again soon."

——

Zhou Yamei was busy making pancakes and cooking all morning, just waiting for Lao Biaozi to bring his wife into the yard, then she went to pick them up, and called upstairs to the father and son who were still lazy in bed.

But when she walked to the door of the guest room and heard the conversation in the room, she cried first.

She didn't care about her tears, she couldn't bear to leave Li Xuewu, and there were guests waiting downstairs, so she reminded the father and son to go downstairs quickly through the door.

"Brother Wu"

Lao Biaozi called him Brother Wu, and Mai Qinglan followed suit.

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 wind on the pier is strong, the temperature is low, and the humidity is high. It is the time of pregnancy, and the seams in the bones are stretched. If you are exposed to cold and damp, your life will be considered useless, and you will suffer in the future.

Mai Qinglan and Lao Biaozi are now living in the old youth club. The property rights were given to the recycling station, and Lao Biaozi has regained a foothold. Entertainment activities are not allowed during this period, so it has become the accommodation and office of the recycling station. place.

They are all in the city, so it is very convenient to come here, and it only takes more than ten minutes to drive.

Li Xuewu came downstairs with his godson, greeted the couple and asked about the situation.

The main thing is to care about Mai Qinglan's health and living conditions, and also talk about the situation in Beijing and her parents' situation at the club.

Lao Biaozi also had good intentions. He knew that his daughter-in-law was thinking about her parents in Beijing. He made phone calls and exchanged letters frequently, but they were never as good as letters from acquaintances.

Parents do not dare to trouble their children, report good news but not bad news, marry far away from the Northeast, and live in exile. Mai Qinglan does not dare to tell her parents about her grievances.

Therefore, I just want to hear what people close to me have to say about the situation at home. If it is really good, then I can rest assured.

"I actually don't go there much recently. There's always something going on in 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. I also asked Yu Li if Biaozi had been wronged or had any inconvenience in life."

"No - it's not him, it's my parents." Mai Qinglan explained with some embarrassment: "I only stayed for more than half a month. I said that I still have apprentices to take care of in the capital. I'm worried and I won't stay anymore."

"How dare I not be filial to my father-in-law and mother-in-law?" Old Biaozi laughed and said, "Here you are, helping us unpack and wash our quilts, and help prepare the children's clothes. I'm grateful and miss you before it's too late."

Mai Qinglan listened to him joking and felt a little embarrassed in front of Li Xuewu. She kicked him secretly and stopped him from talking.

But Lao Biaozi didn't take it seriously and said bluntly: "My mother-in-law is good to me, that's good. There's nothing embarrassing to say."

"I'm not bragging. Brother Wu is our brother, not an outsider. What did I say?"

"Okay, I know you're doing well."

Li Xuewu could see Mai Qinglan's subtlety, smiled and nodded at Lao Biaozi and said: "Thank you, old man, and you should also pay more attention to Qinglan, not only physically, but also mentally, and communicate more."

"Qinglan is well-educated. He may not be as good as you in terms of career and business outside, but when it comes to dealing with the world, you still need to listen to Qinglan's opinions more."

"Brother, Wen Biao is fine. He works hard and cares about me. He just likes to joke sometimes and is not very superficial." Mai Qinglan glanced at the old Biaozi and then said to Li Xuewu: "Please tell me more." He sometimes offends people."

"How old are you, and now you have a career in your hands, do you still want anyone to talk about this?"

Li Xuewu glanced at Lao Biaozi and said to Mai Qinglan: "If he makes jokes again, tell him that if his son wants to imitate you in the future, you will not be a father."

"I'm much more mature now—!"

Lao Biaozi didn't care that his wife told Li Xuewu about his faults and complained about him.

Just like what he said, he regards Li Xuewu as his biological brother and there is nothing he can't say.

"But aren't we uneducated? Those who don't know what to say will just talk nonsense."

"You can learn even if you don't have education." Li Xuewu pointed at Mai Qinglan and said, "I married an educated daughter-in-law and she talks back every day. I don't know how to learn more about education from her?"

"You will step onto a bigger platform and be exposed to more big scenes in the future. If you don't learn now, are you just waiting to improvise?"

Li Xuewu waved his hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, take advantage of the time now and not much work to enrich yourself."

"I don't ask you to take it seriously, sir, but you have to be able to serve it and put it on the table, right?"

"Okay, I'll be your husband when I get home."

Lao Biaozi did not dare to talk back to Li Xuewu, so he dropped the topic jokingly.

——

When Mai Qinglan first met Lao Biaozi, she actually looked down on such little 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 suffered a disaster, which made her get to know Li Wenbiao again from another angle, and recognized this little gangster who talked about being a charlatan and was full of gangsterism.

After deciding to be together, there were surprises, accidents, helplessness, and confusion.

She once doubted whether her decision to marry him was right, and whether Li Wenbiao really liked her.

While he likes her, Li Wenbiao also has a girlfriend, who is also a college student.

She is even better than a literary and artistic worker like her, and she is a fan of Li Wenbiao.

The relationship between the three people was like a drama. Mai Qinglan knew that if something hadn't happened at home, Li Wenbiao would not have chosen him, but Su Qing.

The reason for choosing herself was more because her situation at that time was more dangerous than Amelia Su.

Without Li Wenbiao's help, not to mention she herself would be in a worse situation, her parents would have been hanged in that captured yard long ago.

Therefore, she chose to turn a blind eye to Li Wenbiao's secret care of Amelia Su.

Sometimes he behaves vulgarly and cannot understand her pursuit, inner confusion and spiritual pain. She does not blame Li Wenbiao.

People who are not from the same world in the first place, but come together by mistake, how can we force him to understand us, or force ourselves to adapt to him.

Just seeing how kind Li Wenbiao was to her and her parents, she had to swallow her huge grievances and complaints.

She didn't know if according to the original trajectory of her life, there was no major study or life catastrophe, the person she graduated, worked, fell in love with, and got married step by step took care of her more, cared more about her, and was more willing to be there for her than Li Wenbiao.

Therefore, everything is fate, and no one can control it at all.

No matter how many shortcomings Li Wenbiao had, he was one of the most talented young people she knew and had seen in this era.

With Li Xuewu taking care of his brother and having energy tentacles all over the key departments of a city, no matter how vulgar he is, he is still a strong man, but he is just laughing in front of her.

Some time ago, her parents came to Steel City to visit her and told her privately not to think about repaying kindness, as kindness will turn into hatred sooner or later.

She had to think about being content. With a different person and a different environment, could she be as comfortable as she is now?

Although she is far away from the capital, Steel City is not in the countryside. She lives in a building in the city, has a car to travel, and has no burden on her life. She likes and wants whatever she wants. Li Wenbiao can buy her a house without going out. Who has it? She is so lucky.

Li Xuewu came to Steel City because Li Wenbiao had told her a long time ago. Li Xuewu lived here and Li Wenbiao had explained to her a long time ago.

She didn't know much about Li Xuewu's romantic affairs, and Li Wenbiao had never told her about this. When he was in the capital, she only knew that he was powerful.

If it hadn't been 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 made this very clear before going to bed last night, so when they came here, she didn't show any surprise when they saw Li Xuewu coming downstairs with Sister Zhou's son beside him.

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.

Now of course we have to call them a team. If we met Li Wenbiao before, we would definitely call them a gang.

——

We chatted while eating breakfast, making dough pancakes, stewing the fish brought by Lao Biaozi yesterday, seasonal vegetables, and 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.

"Among the six offices launched in May, Fengcheng is among them," Li Xuewu said. "This position is very critical. If you run around more, I will give you the list. Make friends."

"What Liaodong Industry means is to use Fengcheng No. 1 Machinery Factory to leave the Red Star Factory and create a model pilot for the integration of small and medium-sized industrial resources."

Li Xuewu nodded to Lao Biaozi and reminded: "If you want to gain a foothold in Fengcheng, you must do your best to establish a new office and negotiate with the No. 1 Machinery Factory this time to expand your network of relationships."

"Jing Yunong, deputy director of the Red Star Factory Management Committee, is inspecting the preparations for the establishment of various offices. She will arrive in Fengcheng early next month to preside over the merger and integration plan of the No. 1 Machinery Factory."

"Brother, I know Deputy Director Jing. I've met him before, but I haven't spoken to him."

Lao Biaozi explained: "I know what part she is responsible for, and I also know that Li Xue is her secretary, but this relationship...can't go to Li Xue, right?"

"First get to know the situation of the Hongxing Factory's office in Fengcheng, and then investigate the situation of the No. 1 Machinery Factory and form 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, and you hand over these materials to her."

"Whatever she needs your help with when the time comes, just do the job well."

"Come on, if you say that, I will understand. Otherwise, Li Xue will be her secretary."

Lao Biaozi nodded, responded seriously, and then asked jokingly: "Brother, do we have any outsiders in this Red Star Factory?"

"Go - stop talking nonsense and be serious."

When Mai Qinglan saw Li Wenbiao making random jokes again, she hit him with her elbow.

Although they are brothers and close buddies, they can't fool around like this. Who is Li Xuewu? To be able to entrust him with such an important matter is that he fully trusts Li Wenbiao.

Lao Biaozi nodded to his wife and said with a smile: "It's okay, just joking -"

"First meet with the director of the Fengcheng office. Then wait until deputy director Jing arrives. Then you can go over and have your hair clicked. Don't make yourself squeak."

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to his joke, and reminded him: "The No. 1 Machinery Factory has done its work in a down-to-earth manner, and you will not get the benefits of the No. 1 Machinery Factory."

"But as long as the Red Star Factory takes over the No.1 Machinery Factory, you can take advantage of the No.1 Machinery Factory to completely open your way in Fengcheng and gain a firm foothold."

"Understood, I will definitely handle this matter in a down-to-earth manner. I will assign it to the No. 1 Machinery Factory to investigate everything!"

Old Biaozi said seriously: "The people in the investigation department on the pier have been busy all day long. It's time to find some work for them. Don't just eat and drink for free."

"Don't go too far," Li Xuewu reminded him: "After all, it is a cooperative relationship."

"That's right! I have to remind them not to go too far!"

Old Biaozi said with his eyes crossed: "Not only fishing all day long, but also fishing for girls in the village!"

Mai Qinglan gritted her teeth and reminded: "Tsk - Brother Wu is telling you not to go too far!"

——

Using the Investigation Department to help Red Star Factory conduct business investigations before preparations for negotiations is an idea that only a fool like Lao Biaozi could come up with.

But, it also shows that he has this ability, so asking those people for help is not the right thing.

Li Xuewu was still thinking about this on the way back to the steel mill, and he found it ridiculous.

Those who worked at the dock were indeed from the investigation department, and they were the more capable and core personnel of Ji Weidong's department.

These people were usually just the security guards of the dock and the employees of Dongfeng Shipping.

They were replaced on schedule, some went to the port city, some returned to Beijing, and some took a vacation here.

In organizational terms, vacation is not a kind of arbitrary vacation in the sense of freedom.

You can go fishing, play cards, sleep late, drink beer and have fun, you can also go to the village to hang out, and you can go shopping in the city.

But you can't leave your post for a long time, let alone be alone, and you have to provide the necessary security and administrative protection here.

If this is also called a vacation, in fact, compared with the dangerous environment, it is indeed comfortable here.

Dongfeng Shipping has collective shares and individual shares of the investigation department. Li Xuewu doesn't care what Ji Weidong and his superiors are doing here.

He dares to be sure that the other party is not afraid of messing up the collective plate, but will definitely not mess up their own plate.

This is also the reason why Li Xuewu pulled 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 is not calm and the shipping channel for cargo ships is dangerous, Li Xuewu thought that it would be awesome enough to get 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.

What else is he worried about? Ji Weidong wants business coordination authority for the good of Dongfeng Shipping. He will never use the fleet to do dangerous things. This is their own money.

So, Lao Biaozi said that he couldn't manage it, and Ji Weidong needed this business, so the business authority should be moved and transferred, and there is no need to hold it in his hands.

Dongfeng Shipping is suitable for long-distance shipping. Li Xuewu wants Lao Biaozi to do big flights, and the operation model is similar to that of delivering takeout.

These people don't need to worry about what to load on this ship, let alone what to transport to make money, and they don't even need to worry about where to pick up and unload the goods.

Just bear the transportation cost!

Just bear the cost of cargo loss!

Li Xuewu doesn't mind using the Korean tariff as freight to make this team big.

The dumping of electronic appliances and hardware industrial products, occupying the market, and defeating the other party's advanced industry is only one aspect.

On the other hand, 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 joined Peng Xiaoli who was waiting at the door and entered the office building together.

On the last day, Li Huaide will preside over a high-level cadre office meeting, which is more advanced than last night, and will talk to individual cadres.

This time, in addition to research, it is also necessary to solicit and listen to the opinions of the main leaders of the steel mill and the joint industry in the organizational work.

As the deputy director of the Commission Office, Li Xuewu is also an important leader in charge of coordination work at Red Star Factory. He will accompany Li Huaide to meet these cadres.

Of course, there will be no Dong Wenxue and no Cen Fuyao, director of the Joint Industrial Management Office, among these people, because the conversation with the two was completed as early as the first day after landing in the steel city.

Today, the 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, and the operation status of the two teams.

People who have done organizational work know that as long as the leader comes to investigate, there must be such a separate conversation. It is an opportunity for deputy cadres to report their work and also a wake-up call for the person in charge.

Don't be a one-man show, let alone hold a pen to cause disunity. Li Huaide met these people to improve the collective management system and maintain and guarantee the reasonable operation of this system.

This system is an important support to ensure the collective management of Red Star Factory, and it is also a necessary management model and means under the current situation.

During the conversation, Li Xuewu did not speak at all, let alone ask questions.

He just sat next to Li Huaide and recorded the key content of the conversation.

Li Xuewu is not only the deputy director of the committee office of Red Star Factory, but also the leader in charge of discipline and supervision.

Therefore, when Yang Zongfang was called to talk, he began to self-examine as soon as he entered the room.

The main focus was on what happened last night. What was serious was that he determined from Dong Wenxue's attitude at the meeting that Dong Wenxue knew that this would happen, but he didn't know it from the beginning to the end.

Including the Red Star Factory organizing the establishment of this research team to study the work procedures and the itinerary of this trip, his relationship in the main factory did not give any hints and information. Doesn't this prove that his network of relationships has gone wrong, indicating that there is a problem?

Yang Zongfang knew very well that Li Huaide didn't like him, especially in terms of work style. The factory leadership team put him in the position of the steel mill to help Dong Wenxue stabilize the situation.

He did a good job in the early work and received support and praise from the factory.

However, with the work adjustments of Yang Yuansong and Yang Fengshan, his work in the steel mill 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 struggle to the death, he began to make a fuss about Dong Wenxue and ignored Li Xuewu's warnings.

So, now his retribution has come.

Li Xuewu did not speak, and because he did not speak, Yang Zongfang's life was not easy.

When Li Huaide asked him about his work, he obviously had opinions and attitudes. When he asked about the team ecology and the cooperative relationship, he gave Yang Zongfang a political lesson on unity is strength without waiting for her to answer.

Li Xuewu did not record how he was taught, because such words were not nutritious, but they were enough to knock Yang Zongfang's head.

Just by looking at him wiping his palms on his pants many times, you can know that his mentality is tormented enough now, and he knows that his personal 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 preside over the work at that time?

It will definitely not be him. Even when the team was formed, he was regarded as the position and responsibilities determined by the executive deputy in the factory, but now it is gone.

Since Li Xuewu is sitting here, the answer is already very clear. I am afraid that when Li Xuewu takes over, he will still have the position of the general factory.

I dare not say that he must be the deputy director of the management committee, but he will not be much worse. It is definitely a situation that crushes all members of the steel mill team.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape Li Xuewu's Five Fingers Mountain.

So, his power game was over.

This conversation officially announced that he was out.