"Comrade Xuewu, have you watched the news?"
Jing Yunong walked in from the conference room and patted Li Xuewu on the shoulder when he passed by.
Li Xuewu looked back at her and asked, "What news?"
"It's just a computer inside—"
Jing Yunong let Li Xue place the notebook and water glass, and sat sideways on the chair.
She picked up the topic with great interest: "It is said to be the first transistor large-scale digital computer in China."
"It's not the first one, is it?"
Li Xuewu took a sip from his tea cup and said with a smile: "We built one in 1958, and also built a digital computer in 1959."
"What are you talking about? What is a computer?"
Xue Zhifu came in from the door, smiled and asked the two of them: "I'll listen to your lively chat at the door."
"High technology, technology that is more powerful than the human brain," Li Xuewu explained: "Currently it is applied to mathematical calculations."
"More powerful than the human brain?"
Xue Zhifu looked at the two of them in disbelief and said, "Then this thing was also invented by humans."
"Hehehe——"
Everyone in the conference room laughed, and Jing Yunong teased him: "The tractor was invented by man, how can you compete with it?"
"I know, there are hundreds of computers of various models in China."
Li Xuewu put down the tea cup and continued: "This thing sounds very mysterious, but the principle is actually very simple."
"However, current transistor computers still have many shortcomings, and there is still a long way to go before they can be used in real industries."
"I heard it weighs hundreds of tons?"
Xue Zhifu is not an antique. He has learned about the development of relevant technologies. Doesn't this just give away his secret?
Li Xuewu nodded and said in a joking tone: "When computers develop to the size of a notebook, it will be truly widely used."
“Let’s talk about it in a hundred years—”
Jing Yunong gave him a funny look, it was quite interesting how this man looked like he was daydreaming.
Hundreds of tons, compressed into the size of a laptop, cannot be compressed even with the compressor in the factory.
This was not a daydream, she didn't believe it anyway.
"It's the end of the year, and all walks of life have begun to report on their work." Li Xuewu didn't care about Jing Yunong's suspicion, smiled, and changed the subject: "The newspapers are all about merit and performance."
In addition to the successful development of the transistor computer, high-tech related news also included the successful development of the first automated stereo camera.
"It's quite lively. Are everyone showing off their wealth?"
Xue Zhifu opened the newspaper he brought and said as he read: "This year's grain harvest will be bumper. It is said that the production has increased by 10%. Have you read this news?"
Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong both fell silent after hearing his words, and the smiles on their faces disappeared.
Whether it is a real harvest or a fake harvest, who can know.
As Li Xuewu said, data are compiled by humans and may be deceptive.
Do you believe the GDP growth rate?
When the economy is bad, the growth is even greater than when the economy is good. Who is making the contribution?
Those who eat commercial grain cannot feel whether the grain harvest is bumper or smaller, and they will never be hungry.
When Yin Mancang came to the house, he said that this year, not a single family in Hongxing Commune had a daughter who was married outside, and there were no young or old family members.
More than 20 housing sites have been approved, and young and old people want to move to the village in the name of seeking refuge with relatives.
If life is better, who will step in the door? If there is money in the pocket, who will leave home and career.
In these days, there is not such a close relationship between villages, and there are people who set up artillery and bombard each other.
Reading the newspaper, the economic situation is great, farmers have a bumper harvest, machinery is everywhere, workers are working hard, and everyone is getting rich...
If you don't believe it, read the newspaper yourself.
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"Hey! The meeting has already started!"
Cheng Kaiyuan walked in and looked at the state of the people. He was slightly startled, raised his eyebrows and joked.
Xue Zhifu was still holding the newspaper, while Jing Yunong was writing the materials.
Li Xuewu really wanted to ignore him for a while, but he was worried that it would affect the unity of the management committee.
Therefore, Xue Zhifu and Jing Yunong remained silent. He had to stop this joke and not leave it on the ground.
"You're late, Deputy Director Cheng," Li Xuewu said with a slight smile: "The newspaper reading has already begun."
"Hahaha——" Cheng Kaiyuan understood this and said with a smile: "Look, I told you to come early. If you get busy, things will be delayed."
Xue Zhifu always had a cold face. He had been like this since he was in charge of the discipline inspection work, but he didn't care.
As for Jing Yunong not giving him a good look, there is no need to worry about it. If he didn't curse, it would be considered a good thing.
He is quite knowledgeable, and the only one in this room who can talk to him is Li Xuewu.
"What news did you read?"
Cheng Kaiyuan glanced at Xue Zhifu and asked Li Xuewu: "Why do you have such a serious expression?"
"The Canton Fair next month——"
Li Xuewu was talking nonsense without saying anything accurate.
Cheng Kaiyuan asked confusedly, and he answered nonsense.
The secretaries who were making preparations in the room twitched their lips, looked at each other, and almost burst into laughter.
Deputy Director Li's nonsense skills are really amazing!
"What happened to the Canton Fair?"
Cheng Kaiyuan really didn't see the number, so he picked up the tea cup and asked, "Didn't you decide not to participate long ago?"
"We didn't want to participate," Li Xuewu explained: "We didn't want to invite foreign businessmen as guests."
"oh--"
Cheng Kaiyuan nodded clearly. He was in charge of production work and this matter was not his responsibility.
But his former secretary was Zhang Shicheng, the current director of the Foreign Affairs Office.
So he couldn't help but curiously asked: "No one wants to come or...?"
"If no one comes, you don't have to worry so much," Li Xuewu rubbed his face and said, "Those who made money here last year, more people will come this year."
"I'm worried about how to receive him well."
"...Oh, haha, what a good thing!"
Cheng Kaiyuan knew, this was just kidding himself, it was not the case at all.
He hid the embarrassment on his face by drinking tea, thinking that what he had done in the past few months was indeed quite unpleasant, but what could he do.
If he wanted to get ahead from the Red Star Factory, he would have to work alone for ten or eight years.
What's wrong with being on the same team as Lao Li now, trying to compromise and compromise, trying to save the country through curves?
Cheng Kaiyuan thought about it, and with Lao Li's current virtue, he relied on Li Xuewu to assist him in all his work.
If heaven had not given birth to me, Cheng Kaiyuan, the Red Star Factory would have lasted forever like night.
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Today is the last office meeting in October and also the last Monday.
Previous weekly work reports have announced the progress of this year's production, sales, organizational construction and other work.
It can be seen from the relaxed smiles on the faces of the factory leaders who walked into the conference room that the data is very impressive.
After merging sixteen companies, while taking on part of their production tasks, it was also able to complete various task targets ahead of schedule. It can only be said that the Red Star Factory is a fortress.
When Gu Weijie came in, he brought another piece of good news...if that could be considered good news.
"It should be said that they are two pieces of good news," she put down her notebook and asked with a smile, "Which one do you want to hear first?"
"I want to hear the second one—"
Li Xuewu smiled and answered: "Listening to what you said, the second news should be good news."
"How do you know which one I want to say first?"
Gu Weijie gave him a playful look, put her arms on the table, and said seriously: "Organizing news, superiors require schools at all levels to actively implement the class resumption notice..."
"Isn't it written in this newspaper?"
Xue Zhifu shook the newspaper, looked at her and reminded: "It's yesterday's newspaper. Isn't this good news?"
"Doesn't it count?"
Gu Weijie gave him a meaningful look, then glanced at everyone and said: "Then let me tell you the second good news, which is also organizational news, so just listen to it."
"The superiors will start organizing inspections of the team members of the Red Star Factory from next month. Is this good news?"
Is it good news? Really?
Everyone seemed to think otherwise, and the atmosphere became quite cold.
"Starting in November?" Jing Yunong turned to look at her and asked, "Do you have a specific time?"
"No, just say it will start from next month."
Gu Weijie looked at her calmly and said: "I also heard this news, to what extent..."
"I don't doubt what you said," Cheng Kaiyuan nodded and said with a slightly serious expression: "Maybe it has already started, maybe."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was silent for a moment.
"If that's the case -" Jing Yunong pondered for a moment and asked: "Then according to the news, the time for adjusting the team has also been determined?"
Rumors are sometimes not necessarily false news, at least they are not groundless.
Since she asked this, it means that she has heard about this news for a long time.
In fact, it has been spread throughout the agency for a long time, starting in June, that the team of the factory management committee needs to be adjusted.
This is inevitable. There are seven people in the management committee, but only five can sit here for the meeting. Isn't this an adjustment?
But how to adjust it and who to adjust it have not been mentioned above.
From June until now, everyone at the grassroots level knows about this matter, but no one has said anything about it.
The wind of temptation has passed, and it may become real.
"At least four people need to be added to the team," Cheng Kaiyuan said to himself: "If Chairman Xiong is still here."
Xiong Benzheng, chairman of the factory union, is also a member of the management committee, but he only takes sick leave all year round.
The meaning of what Cheng Kaiyuan said is obvious.
This time the team is adjusted. If Xiong Benzheng is removed, five new candidates will be added, and at least eleven people will be maintained.
This still has to be said when no one is transferred, just look at what it means.
With the addition of five people at once, the situation at Red Star Factory will really change.
In fact, several people in the conference room have been preparing for this day for a long time. What is supposed to come will always come.
The normalization of the members of the management committee must be achieved before March next year.
If you book in advance, don’t worry, it will definitely be at the end of this year.
It's the end of October now, and the current team will be inspected in November, no later than December, and this matter will definitely be implemented.
It is necessary to give new members of the team time to adapt to work, and the end of the year is a window period for cadre adjustments.
The reason why it has been delayed until now is that there are too many ongoing projects at the Red Star Factory and personnel changes are in progress.
Give it half a year to react, and once you get the wind, it will already be a big deal.
Rumor has it that some of the three deputy directors will be selected from the 16 merged companies.
Of course, this is hearsay. In fact, there should be four people, not three.
The people sitting at the conference table were all old members of the organization. This news had been expected for a long time, but when the day came, their faces became serious.
Everyone knows what this news means, but coming from Gu Weijie's mouth, this is no longer hearsay.
The situation that has just been stabilized is bound to be disrupted and reorganized again, and then the situation will once again be in chaos, with no one able to overturn it.
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"All the leaders came so early."
Just when the conference room was getting a little dull and silent, Shi Ruoweng, deputy director of the Management Committee Office, walked in.
He smiled and said hello to everyone. He didn't mention anyone in particular, but he said hello to everyone in a funny way.
It's just that his smiling expression was a bit eye-catching to everyone, especially when he put the notebook and teacup in his hands on the conference table.
That was not Li Huaide's place, nor would he be the one to get Li Huaide's notebook and teacup.
Judging from the situation, are you here to attend a team meeting?
Gu Weijie frowned and glanced at him, her pursed lips clearly showing her displeasure.
Jing Yunong's eyes were sharper than hers. He glanced at Shi Ruoweng and then looked at Li Xuewu.
Xue Zhifu, who was opposite him, narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the newspaper in his hand, folded his arms and remained silent.
Only Cheng Kaiyuan smiled and nodded, but did not respond to the other party's politeness and greeting.
Almost everyone, including the factory leaders sitting at the table and the secretaries preparing for the meeting, glanced at Li Xuewu to see what he would do.
Li Xuewu, as the head of the security team, deputy director of the Management Committee Office, and deputy leader of three important working groups, was a non-voting person specially requested by Li Huaide.
He has been doing this for more than a year, and the seat he is sitting on is still next to Li Huaide's hand.
Regardless of whether it is important or not, can anyone participate in such a serious organizational activity as an office meeting?
The Management Committee Office is the department responsible for organizing meetings. Li Xuewu can sit at the table not because he is the deputy director of the Management Committee Office.
What does it mean for a weak teacher to sit here in a dignified manner now?
No need to think about it, someone must have arranged it.
The weak teacher is not a new recruit, so there is no way he doesn’t know this.
Needless to say, what makes Li Xuewu able to sit here? Now everyone's eyes are looking at Shi Wenweng, wanting to see what qualifications he has to sit here.
For the deputy director of the Management Committee, it is a humiliation for a deputy director of the Management Committee Office to sit in front of him, right?
But for more than a year, no one has ever said that.
Now there is another deputy director of the management committee office. Is Lao Li going to play the trick of sleeping with dragons and phoenixes?
The young master stood there slightly uneasy and embarrassed, wanting to sit down, but felt guilty.
But this position is what he dreams of, and he earned it through hard work, so why can't he sit there?
Besides, given the opportunity given to him by his boss, he doesn't have to look at the faces of these people to do his job.
Therefore, there was no response to the greeting after entering the room, and the leaders were still giving him cold looks. I wonder how he feels now.
You don't welcome me, but I have to come.
You don't want me to sit, but I insist on sitting.
He didn't know what the leader wanted him to do, but he had already guessed the leader's intentions and thoughts.
Even if he is Huang Gai for a time, it doesn't matter. As long as the leader needs it, that is the goal he strives for.
Therefore, he has taken this position today, even if the King of Heaven comes, he will not be able to use it!
Just when Shi Ruoweng completed his self-psychological construction, lowered his buttocks, and wanted to sit down under the gaze of everyone, Li Xuewu stood up.
"Look at how this was done, it's a big deal, isn't it!"
Li Xuewu packed up his things with a smile, took them and walked out. He said politely: "Maybe I missed the notice of the meeting. You can sit over there."
"Forehead--"
The young master didn't understand what was going on. He was stunned for a long time. Seeing that Li Xuewu was about to walk over, he quickly stopped him and said politely: "You take your seat, I..."
"No, I saw the meeting notice."
Li Xuewu smiled and said politely: "I asked the management committee to attend, but Director Ding was not at home, so I thought I was asked to come."
He raised his hand and said: "How can two deputy directors of the commission be seated in this conference room? I'm sorry -"
After saying this, he directly stood up the weak teacher. There was silence in the conference room, everyone was looking at the two of them.
One of them focuses on being stubborn and shameless, and the other focuses on retreating in order to advance. Now there is a good show.
Li Xuewu didn't slap the table and scold his mother, nor did he want to file a complaint. He just said, "You can do it, you do it."
He described the presence of the weak old man here as a misunderstanding of the meeting notice, and emphasized that there could not be two deputy directors in this meeting room.
What seemed like a proactive excuse to ease the awkward atmosphere was actually a serious statement of attitude.
Anyone who dares to put a weak teacher on the conference table is insulting his character.
There is me without him, there is him without me.
Li Xuewu had this confidence and put the contradiction in the open with a smile.
Whoever asked the weak teacher to come will stand up and tell the weak teacher to get out, otherwise this matter will not be over.
Li Xuewu took the initiative to give up his seat and gave it to Shi Wenweng. Ask him if he dares to sit down?
After I first came in, I did a lot of mental construction. What was the result?
I just chose a seat in the corner.
The current situation is that he is not even allowed to sit in the corners of this conference table.
The young master's face turned red. Li Xuewu's explanation and humility cornered him in a corner.
He was bent over and sticking his buttocks out, neither sitting nor sitting down. He was extremely embarrassed and ashamed.
"What are you doing?"
Li Huaide walked in from outside at this time, accompanied by the union chairman Xiong Benzheng.
Seeing that Li Xuewu was carrying a notebook and a teacup, looking like he was about to leave, he reminded him: "The meeting is about to start?"
"Oh, Director Li, I read the wrong notice."
Li Xuewu still used the same rhetoric and explained with a smile: "The deputy director of the organizing committee came to attend the meeting, so I don't need to. It happens that the team still has work to do."
"Wait a moment——"
Li Huaide waved his hand, walked into the conference room with a frown, looked at the nervous and pale Shi Ruoweng and asked: "Who asked you to come in? Get out -"
There is no chance for the other party to explain, and there is no room for relaxation, so the tone is more suitable for saying get out.
Li Xuewu's face no longer had the relaxed and smiling face, but became serious, staring at the weak teacher.
It's as if the other party has offended me and deceived me.
Faced with Li Huaide's shouts and questions, the young master shivered and packed up the notebooks and cups on the table with his head lowered and walked out in the face of everyone's joking or meaningful looks.
To describe it in the minds of the secretaries present, it should be more like going out with your tail between your legs.
When passing by the door, Li Xuewu even heard the sound of the tea cup lid clinking.
It looked like the weak teacher's hands were shaking badly.
Li Huaide didn't even look at him, and waved his hand to greet Li Xuewudao: "Meeting -"
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"Oh - isn't it cold?"
Li Xuewu came down from upstairs and saw Zhou Miaomiao, who was wearing spring and autumn work clothes, coming out of the corridor on the first floor.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It’s okay to wear a thick woolen coat in this spring and autumn work clothes, but if you only wear a white shirt, you can only say that it is beautiful and freezing.
After all, it’s this season, the first snow has already fallen, and it’s minus four to five degrees outside. If you only wear this kind of clothes...
It looks really good, especially when paired with other people's cotton jackets and trousers, which makes your figure even more slim and beautiful.
"If wearing a skirt wasn't more offensive, I would have just worn a skirt to work."
Zhou Miaomiao hid her feet while holding the document in her hand, and her high heels, which were as high as her index finger, clicked on the floor.
She was originally from a dance team, so she has a good figure, and her appearance is resistant to fighting. Dressing like this looks a bit unusual. If she really wears a skirt...
"It's too hot. I can't stand it."
She complained helplessly: "The three radiators in our office are steaming when we water them, which makes us extremely hot."
The building of the steel factory is like this. Hot water circulates quickly. When the sky is so hot, the temperature is naturally high.
In fact, Li Xuewu wears very little in the office, but not as little as Zhou Miaomiao.
"Open the window for ventilation," Li Xuewu looked her over with a smile and reminded, "Don't catch a cold."
"Thank you for your concern, leader——"
Zhou Miaomiao smiled sweetly and said, "Should I treat you to dinner tonight? How about barbecue?"
"Isn't that too insincere?"
Li Xuewu smiled and nodded at her, saying, "You know I won't go out to socialize at night. Is that intentional?"
"Then don't blame me for being stingy -"
Zhou Miaomiao smiled and said: "I sincerely treat you. If you don't come, there is nothing I can do about it."
"Okay, I'll save you a meal," Li Xuewu waved his hand and said seriously: "I'll come home tonight."
"That's really unlucky."
Zhou Miaomiao seemed to sincerely treat her, and said regretfully: "Then let's make an appointment later."
"Next time, definitely next time," Li Xuewu said as he walked out: "I'll treat you next time."
Zhou Miaomiao stood at the top of the stairs and watched him go out of the building, and then went upstairs.
In the office on the first floor facing the stairs, two young people were watching this scene.
"Since when did these two have such a good relationship?"
"Who does Deputy Director Li have a bad relationship with?"
The person sitting inside glanced at the person outside and reminded: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Are you kidding me?" the younger man outside said strangely, "the relationship between these two people is obviously very unusual."
"There is a reason for that. They are all leaders -" The man inside glanced at the office and saw that no one was there. Then he emphasized in a low voice: "But Deputy Director Li is a serious person."
"Didn't you say to change it?"
The man sitting outside stared and asked strangely: "How did I hear that he is the current captain?"
"Haha, the ashes of death can still rekindle."
The one sitting inside sneered: "Who said old love can't be rekindled? Isn't it more convenient to get married?"
"Have you ever heard of a woman being a confidant? Who is she dressed like that for? Zhou Xianxian is not here."
He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Haha, you don't know how Zhou Xian became so advanced, do you?"
This one's mouth was much more damaging than the other's. He curled his lips and said, "It's said that he came first, but I don't know which one came first."
Rated as an advanced student in the middle of the year, Zhou Tan unexpectedly received this qualification and had the opportunity to improve.
People who knew about his relationship with Zhou Miaomiao gave him the nickname Zhou Xianxian.
Talking about gossip in the office definitely didn’t start in the hereafter, it happens at all times.
This is the condiment after work. Both men and women like to talk about it. Even if there are people who don’t like to talk about it, they still like to listen to it.
At this moment, the person sitting outside was smiling. He glanced at the director of the Foreign Affairs Office passing by in the corridor, lowered his head and asked the person inside: "What's the relationship with this person?"
"You don't know anything about his relationship?"
The man inside had obviously arrived a few days earlier and seemed to know a lot about the gossip and scandals in the agency.
At this moment, the corner of his mouth curled up and he said: "Deputy Director Cheng's former secretary is now the deputy section chief."
"I know he is the leader's secretary," the person outside said with squinting eyes, "You didn't see it, but his relationship is much stronger than that of the secretary."
"The Foreign Affairs Office is so popular, so many people have spread the word, and people are starting to order suits!"
"I'll tell you something no one else has heard!"
The man inside nodded at the table and emphasized: "But I can't tell you this in vain. You have to treat me to a barbecue tonight."
"Don't worry, I'll treat you even if you don't tell me."
This person from outside has just been transferred here and is eager to understand the situation. If someone can help guide him, he will naturally be happy to pay for it.
The man inside gestured to the stairs and asked, "How long has this person been at the Foreign Affairs Office?"
"It's been more than three months, right?"
He raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Think about it, who left a month earlier than him? You can know this!"
"It's Hu Yan..."
The person outside had his eyes widened and was about to shout, but was hit in the mouth by an eraser thrown from the opposite side and stifled back.
Seeing the seriousness on the face opposite him, he grinned sheepishly, and then asked in a low voice: "Is it really her?"
"Teach you to be a good boy and keep your eyes open in the future!"
The person inside raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Deputy Director Cheng is paying more and more attention to Director Zhang. You can see that the relationship is unusual. Why?"
"Think about it again, how long has it been since she last appeared, and where has she gone?"
"Where has she gone? Where can she go?"
The person outside was confused and couldn't react for a moment, so he said: "Isn't it dealing with external affairs? Why..."
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“With so many projects being approved in a row, I’m afraid the construction schedule will be a bit tight!”
Lang Zhennan, wearing a furry hat, followed Li Xuewu out of the office building.
He asked tentatively: "What does the leader mean?"
"Otherwise? Can it still be mine?"
Li Xuewu glanced at him, tightened his coat tightly, and all the white air came out.
The days are short, and it will be dark by the time I get off work.
He raised his hand and patted Lang Zhennan's arm, comforting him: "I won't push the deadline, but the leader is impatient."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I also want to build Rome in one day," Lang Zhennan said with a wry smile: "But our project volume is here. Five years of work can be completed in three years.
No one can come."
"Leadership means figuring out the order."
Li Xuewu explained to him: "Newspaper office building, comprehensive service market, canteen building, Red Star Hotel..."
He clasped his fingers, walked down the steps, counted the numbers and explained to him: "It is absolutely impossible to build a school like this. It will delay the construction schedule of other projects too much."
"If it's like a hospital, the underground work has been completed anyway, so the main structure needs to be pulled up first."
"How about stacking the money?"
Lang Zhennan looked at Li Xuewu speechlessly and reminded: "The progress of the construction period is directly proportional to the capital consumption. Does our factory need to be in such a hurry? Can't we work slowly and steadily?"
"Comrade, there are still two years left."
Li Xuewu looked at him and emphasized: "We have received news from above. We will start inspecting the factory management committee team next month, and we will appoint the team to be adjusted next month."
"If we don't deal with some key issues at this time, why don't we wait until the new leader comes and then postpone it?"
He touched Lang Zhennan's arm with the back of his leather glove and whispered: "To make a plan, next year's project must be in front of the leader's eyes."
"Tell me the truth, is our factory running out of money?"
Lang Zhennan stopped in the office area, looked at Li Xuewu and asked bluntly: "It's the end of the year, are you out of money?"
"I've heard about it——"
He pulled Li Xuewu's arm, looked around, and then whispered: "Someone said that the factory lent a lot of money and it hasn't been recovered yet. Is this true?"
"It's not a secret, is it?"
Li Xuewu frowned slightly and said, "Who said our factory has no money? Isn't the project budget very sufficient?"
"I heard it all, please taste it."
Lang Zhennan twitched his eyes and whispered to him: "As long as someone spreads this stuff, right?"
"hehe--"
Li Xuewu chuckled lightly and asked: "Let me ask you a practical question, have you come up with the construction plan for the office building?"
"It's almost done. We've found an expert and are reviewing it. What's wrong?"
Lang Zhennan looked at him and asked: "What does this have to do with funds?"
"Red Star Factory dares to ask the French to help redesign the office building. Do you think there is no money to build the building?"
Li Xuewu glanced at him and said, "Don't worry about money now, just focus on the project."
"Three years have passed, and the main project must be started next year."
He reminded: "If the big project doesn't start next year, will you be able to finish it the year after that?"
"Remember my words, don't worry about it if it's not your job, just do your own job, okay?"
Lang Zhennan's eyes lit up, and he nodded clearly, with a look of gratitude on his expression.
Since Li Xuewu has said this, it proves that money is not an issue.
No, money is a problem. To be precise, money is a problem, for Red Star Factory and for some people.
It's a bit awkward or vague to say this, but the meaning he can understand is this, this is a big pit!
Lang Zhennan has been working at the factory for a year and a half, and his friendship with Li Xuewu began after the engineering department started the construction of the Liangma River Industrial Zone.
When talking about friendship, it actually means friendship at work. Over time, each other knows who the other person is.
He admired Li Xuewu's ability and character very much, and Li Xuewu also recognized his ability and hard work.
The two of them don't exactly feel sympathy for each other, but they still have the tacit understanding they should have.
At this moment, Lang Zhennan was very grateful for the friendship he had developed with the other party during the relationship.
Speaking of which, this friendship is extremely difficult.
Because everyone at Red Star Factory knew that Li Xuewu had very few personal relationships, very few.
Very few people in the factory have been to his home, and he rarely visits other people's homes.
In this era, people like Li Xuewu are rare. Visiting each other's homes is the standard for friends.
Lesbians would interact with each other. In the era before mobile phones and telephones, they would just walk around and visit each other.
But here Li Xuewu never invited anyone to his home, nor did he accept anyone's invitation to go to the other party's home. He seemed to be an insulator in personal relationships.
But you can see that he is not a colorful person, nor is he stingy. He even has a very cheerful and generous personality.
To sum it up, if you have principles, how can you say it is not difficult to have friendship with such people?
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"Didi——"
After Li Xuewu finished talking with Lang Zhennan, he was about to get in the car when he saw a Red Star Antelope drive in.
At this time, all the cars in the factory office area are leaving. After all, it’s time to get off work.
But they rarely open into the courtyard, so I can't help but let people look at them more.
The driver seemed to know Li Xuewu. When he saw him looking over, he honked the horn.
It must not be a car from the factory, because this is an office area, and no silly bus driver will honk the horn in the yard. It can only be a car from outside to pick people up.
Sure enough, the car stopped in front of the main office building, and Zhou Miaomiao, who was wearing a woolen coat, walked out and got into the car carrying a small bag.
If Zhou Tan was driving, Li Xuewu could eat his own car.
When the Antelope came out, it was parked behind Li Xuewu's car.
"Deputy Director Li, do you regret it?"
"Oh——"
Li Xuewu saw clearly who was driving, but he never guessed that it was Dou Yaozu.
"Let me just say that you didn't treat me sincerely when I invited you to have a barbecue. You just borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha!"
"I'll give you another chance, will you go?"
Zhou Miaomiao said with a smile: "You don't care who is treating us, just eat and drink well!"
"Well - I won't go -"
Li Xuewu shook his head jokingly and said with a smile: "This is not an invitation to me at all. I don't want to be a light bulb -"
"What-"
Zhou Miaomiao seemed to have been misunderstood, and couldn't help but explain: "This is my brother!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Fuck it, brother and sister--"
Dou Yaozu was sitting in the car. He couldn't tell whether he was blushing or not. He must have been a little embarrassed by what Zhou Miaomiao said.
He learned how to give gifts, especially giving gifts in different ways, from Zhou Miaomiao.
"It would be better not to explain——"
Li Xuewu smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Okay, I really have something to do today. I'll invite you next time."
He didn't know if Zhou Miaomiao really wanted to drag him along, but Dou Yaozu definitely didn't want to.
Li Xuewu didn't have any mental mysophobia, but he just felt that this pairing looked a bit exaggerated.
If Zhou Miaomiao wants a seat, Li Huaide can satisfy him, but if he wants tickets, he doesn't need to ask Dou Yaozu to satisfy him, right?
Moreover, Dou Yaozu was quite an honest person. Unexpectedly, he also had the fun of building plank roads openly and secretly plotting against Chen Cang.
I just don’t know if the act of driving to the factory to pick someone up was for Li Huaide to see, or if Zhou Miaomiao was expressing her stance.
It’s interesting, it’s really interesting!
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On Monday night it was not Qi but Ji Yuxiu who came to the house.
Maybe he saw the news bulletin in the newspaper, maybe he heard some news, but Li Xuecai on the mountain couldn't sit still.
He had promised that his second brother would not go down the mountain easily again, but now he did not dare to call home and could only beg Ji Yuxiu to come to the house to inquire about the news.
"I'll go back as soon as I receive the notice."
Li Xuewu looked at Ji Yuxiu's embarrassed and expectant eyes, and said with a smile: "I didn't want to stop him from going to school, but my elder brother and sister-in-law said there is no need to worry."
"That's what he has." When Ji Yuxiu heard her second brother say this, she finally felt relieved and said with a smile, "You've called me three times, so you're so worried."
"It seems that I haven't tempered my temper yet."
Li Xuewu said with a smile: "If you scare him, you won't let him come back and he will stay there for another three years."
"whee--"
Ji Yuxiu said with a smile: "I can't squat for three days. Tell me to come down the mountain as soon as there is news."
"Actually, there is still a wait. Just registering does not mean classes have resumed," Li Xuewu said seriously, "Just ask your elder brother and sister-in-law how they study."
"But the situation is much better now. If he wants to go down the mountain, he should come back first."
"Then I'll tell him this, he won't be able to wait any longer."
Ji Yuxiu nodded with a smile and said, "I'll ask you again when he comes back..."
Halfway through the conversation, the phone on the table rang. Li Xuewu picked it up and answered it, but it was Lao Biaozi calling.
"What do you think? Are you having a convulsion?"
On the phone, Lao Biaozi also asked if schools in Beijing were open and he could come back to school.
Of course, Lao Biaozi had graduated a long time ago. He was not asking this question for himself, but for Mai Qinglan.
Mai Qinglan majored in Chinese opera and has two years left to graduate. She is still considered a college student.
I should say it or not, but the big-breasted brother is really kind and loyal. He is confused in life, but he is unambiguous in his actions.
He asked Li Xuewu for help on the phone, arranging for his wife to return to Beijing to resume classes, and she had to finish college.
This is Mai Qinglan's regret and a heartache.
They were far away in Steel City, so they didn't receive the notice, but they saw the notice in the newspaper.
Mai Qinglan was torn between having her one-month-old child on one side and her own studies on the other.
Her mother advised her to give up her schooling since she didn't need it anyway, but she just kept silent.
Lao Biaozi couldn't see her feeling sad the most. Even if she called her, she still had to trouble Brother Wu.
On the phone, he only said one sentence, "She is still a college student." What could Li Xuewu say?
"You are really talented! Aren't you afraid of losing your wife? Come back!"
"The child is almost three months old, where can she be thrown?"
Lao Biaozi made arrangements with a smile on the phone: "She will live in the courtyard opposite the Central Theater, and my father-in-law and mother-in-law will also move in and live together. That will be my home."
Chapter completed!