Nie Chenglin sat aside and applauded, then turned to Li Xuewu and praised him.
Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and thought: "Who asked you?"
That's what he was thinking, but he couldn't say it out loud. It would be too embarrassing.
He could only nod his head, expressing his approval and humility.
On the stage is the program "Target Shooting Song" directed and performed by the dance team and starring the Youth Commando of the Security Department.
This song is red and brick, which fits the theme of the party quite well.
In particular, the commando members wore the training uniforms of the escort team, carried a full set of equipment, and held steel guns in their hands. They performed exaggerated movements on the stage, accompanied by singing and playing music, which greatly aroused the emotions of the scene.
There were three people singing, one was a professional actress from the folk art troupe, and two were young men from the security department.
Li Xuewu didn't know that the literary and artistic work of the Security Office was so advanced that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Because he was busy with work this month, he directly handed over the performance tasks assigned by the party preparation team to Xiao Zihong.
The other party comes to the security office just to do something for him. As long as he thinks it doesn't matter, he will dump it to the other party.
Facing Nie Chenglin's praise, he really couldn't say anything. If he wanted to praise him, he had to praise Xiao Zihong.
The girls who performed with the dance team also wore uniforms and held steel guns, but their movements were more graceful and natural in comparison.
The art troupe obviously has a strong foundation. Whether it is singing, dancing, folk art, or vocal music, judging from the scene, it can definitely get a passing score.
The equipment and stage effects were really too rough and too serious. In Li Xuewu's opinion, it would be good to give him a passing score.
Of course, judging from the expressions and reactions of the audience, this opening must have scored 120 points!
The steel rolling mill has not had a stage for large-scale performances for a long time. Seeing a professional art troupe perform, it is as enthusiastic as dew after a long drought.
After the song ended, the actors left the stage, and the applause was much louder than the applause given by the leaders just now to urge them to leave quickly and not to delay watching the show.
Li Xuewu clapped along, a little dumbfounded. Looking at the smile on Nie Chenglin's face, it seemed that he had the same idea.
This is what a big party is actually like. What makes you happy is not how good the show is, but the warm atmosphere at the scene.
Years later, you may not remember who was on stage or what was performed.
But you must remember the atmosphere at that time, remember how loud you shouted and how happy you were.
Generally speaking, leaders will sit until the end. This is both relaxation and work.
But at the end of the first show, something unexpected happened.
The actors left the stage, Yang Yuansong also stood up, said something to the neighbor Li Huaide, and left with his secretary.
Some of the employees present were paying attention to this, and they were all discussing something privately.
Several leaders in the front row stood up to say goodbye, but as the second show began, the scene returned to the warm atmosphere just now.
The second show was put on by the publicity team, but the performers also included people from the security department.
Because the main body of the program was the cultural propaganda team, Li Xuewu had long recommended this team to Zhang Guoqi.
Zhang Guoqi was formally incorporated into the organizational structure when the Management Committee was established.
So, now, whether it is the Youth Commando Team or the Propaganda Team, they have nothing to do with the Security Department.
There may be several people whose personnel relationships are still there, and Li Xuewu has privately informed Sha Qizhi that they are being transferred.
Li Xuewu has made preparations for these two teams. He will use them when it is time to use them, but he cannot hold them in his own hands.
Zhang Guoqi went down, and someone else came up. Anyway, he wouldn't want it.
The dance of "The Neighing of War Horses" is very dramatic. The propaganda team members are dressed in green and, under the leadership of the dancers, are filled with youthful enthusiasm and enthusiasm for the cause of the motherland.
When the applause started, Li Xuewu clapped along, and when the applause stopped, he took it back.
Tonight he planned to be an emotionless applause machine, finish his errands early, and go home early.
Looking around, he saw Qin Huairu trotting towards the sidelines. People in the courtyard who saw Qin Huairu passing by also had surprised expressions on their faces.
When Qin Huairu ran up to Yan Jiecheng and said a few words, Li Xuewu saw that Yan Jiecheng suddenly changed his expression, pushed through the crowd and ran out.
What's going on?
Just as Li Xuewu was thinking, he felt someone tapping his shoulder gently from behind.
Turning around and looking, it turned out to be Li Haiyang.
"Deputy Secretary Li, Director Li, please come and sit down. We have work to discuss."
"Oh, okay"
Li Xuewu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said hello.
Did you go too far in giving Li Huaide a successful course?
On this occasion, you don’t even take a break, and you even take the initiative to talk about work?!
Talk about hair! Take a good look at the thighs of the girls on the stage!
Why are you pretending to be up early and sleep all night, and eat late at night?
While the show was still going on, Li Xuewu quickly walked to the middle seat of the seats. The seat next to Li Huaide was empty.
Li Huaide saw him coming and waved as a greeting.
Li Xuewu nodded and sat down next to him.
Sha Qizhi also followed and sat where the secretary was sitting just now, which was behind him.
After Li Xuewu sat down, Li Huaide was not in a hurry to talk about work. The stage speakers were blaring and he couldn't hear clearly what he was about to say.
After the "war horses" left the stage, Li Huaide smiled and said to him: "I think the expansion of the literary and art propaganda team can be put on the agenda."
"It seems you are really satisfied"
Li Xuewu smiled and leaned closer to report: "The reform situation is now very good, and the cultural and publicity work has achieved new results and new goals."
"My suggestion is to recruit a group of qualified graduates from professional art schools and then merge several professional performing teams."
"At the same time, based on actual needs, several performing artists with artistic attainments and excellent moral character will be invited to join the team as support for the main publicity work."
"Pertinently strengthen the capabilities and improve the professional quality of the publicity team to further expand the influence of the reform publicity work."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I think it's okay"
Li Huaide looked at the stage, applauded and nodded and said: "I can rest assured that you will do things, take your time and don't be in a hurry."
"Then I will coordinate with the Publicity Department and ask them to send a report."
Li Xuewu reported the report softly: "Do you have any opinions on the organizational structure construction of the cultural propaganda team?"
“Just make the arrangements”
Li Huaide said nonchalantly: "Literary and artistic work is very important. We cannot lose the propaganda position in the factory. You must always pay attention to it, master it, and do a good job in this aspect."
Li Xuewu nodded in agreement, but frowned in his heart.
You're doing all kinds of work now, right? You're doing security work, you're doing disciplinary supervision work, you have to take care of trade work, and now you have to do a lot of propaganda!
How about you stand up and I sit in your seat?
In fact, it was wrong for Li Xuewu to complain. The seat he was sitting in now belonged to the secretary.
Damn it, Li Xuewu also came to his senses and asked why Li Huaide called him over to discuss work at this time.
I dare you to use a broken chair to give yourself a boost of dignity and position.
I use you to hold me up!
Remarkable to you!!!
"Don't worry, I will make arrangements with the person in charge of the propaganda team when we come down."
Li Huaide smiled and nodded, applauded again, and welcomed the third program.
Song: "The Motherland Has a New Look"
Performance: Steel Rolling Mill Publicity Office
When the program started, the conversation between the two came to an end and they watched the program seriously.
Songs, folk arts, dances, and various forms of performances were brilliant, and the applause never stopped.
Following "The Motherland: A New Look" is the folk art program "Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom - Excerpts" produced by the Personnel Department.
This was followed by the song "I Love This Blue Ocean" produced by the sales office.
Dance "Goldilocks Blooms" by the propaganda team.
The song "Really Like a Pair of Brothers" released by the Administrative Committee Office.
They are all adapted to the times. Strict checks are carried out during the program review and dance and music arts review, and there will never be any excessive content.
After the chorus of a song "The Motherland Is Always Spring" by the Logistics Department, the folk art "Shajiabang - Fragment", led by Xia Zhongquan and jointly performed by the Technical Department and the Cultural Propaganda Team, appeared on the stage, and everyone applauded.
Li Huaide looked at Xia Zhongquan and Diao Deyi's appearance, applauded and laughed.
The audience in the audience also gave warm applause and applause to Director Xia of the Technical Department for his performance on stage.
Li Xuewu was stunned for a moment when he saw "Diao Deyi" and almost choked.
Lao Xia, who is usually quiet and panting when walking, is actually a fancier.
Especially the loud and loud "Sister-in-law Ah Qing" made him feel that this old boy was hiding deep enough.
Li Haiyang was very good at service work. During a program, he handed Li Huaide tea, just like drinking from a donkey.
Li Xuewu guessed that he might have stopped smoking and needed to drink a lot of water.
At such an old age, is the prostate in such good shape?
"Comrade Haiyang, how are things going in Tianjin?"
"Ah, Deputy Secretary Li"
As soon as Li Haiyang handed the tea cup to the leader, he heard Li Xuewu ask this question.
Just as he came to his senses, he saw Director Li's hand holding the tea cup paused.
However, he did not turn his head to look at Li Xuewu, and still looked at the stage.
But Li Haiyang knew that Director Li didn't look at it, but he was listening.
"It's almost done. We're arranging for people to clean up. It's going to happen in the past few days."
He reported to Li Xuewu in a low voice, still keeping his eyes on Director Li, observing the leader's face at all times, and shut up if there was anything wrong.
However, Deputy Secretary Li asked this in front of the leaders, which shows that he did it on purpose.
He was the only one who knew the specific conditions of the two properties in Jinmen.
Sha Qi didn't follow last time, the driver didn't come, and the building manager wasn't from the steel rolling mill.
When he mentioned this matter now, his head was pounding. Li Xuewu would definitely not give it in vain, and he would deal with him sooner or later.
Seeing that Director Li had no expression, Li Haiyang asked: "Deputy Secretary Li, is there anything you need me to prepare?"
"No, it's too troublesome."
Li Xuewu didn't look at Li Huaide, nor did he intentionally look at Li Haiyang. He turned slightly sideways and looked at the stage, as if he mentioned it casually.
"I'll arrange the car and people to go there later, and just hand me the keys when the time comes."
"Understood"
Li Haiyang was a business person. He looked at Li Huaide's face and agreed to the matter.
Li Xuewu listened to the singing on the stage and didn't talk about it again, and applauded along with everyone.
Should I say it or not, the forest is big, what kind of birds... well, it seems inappropriate to describe it this way, but that's what it means.
Once the number of people in the factory exceeds 10,000, there will be various talent shows.
After the folk art performance, the cultural and publicity team performed another song called "The Good Sons and Daughters of the Peking Opera" written in Beijing rhyme.
Good guy, you really have a good grasp of program review, and you are so ruthless.
It's not okay to be strict. If something really happened in such a venue with tens of thousands of people, Li Huaide would be so frightened that he would fly to the sky.
Li Xuewu kept observing him from the corner of his eyes. After he said those words to Li Haiyang, his smile seemed to be much bigger and his applause became more powerful.
After the song "The Wind Rolls the Red Flag Over the Snowy Mountains" played by the Production Management Department, the cultural and publicity team performed the finale of the musical "Butterfly Loves Flowers".
This kind of dance drama with a slightly literary and artistic color and closely following the red theme brought the atmosphere of the venue to the highest point tonight.
The last major program is the chorus of workshop workers "We Workers Have Power".
More than seventy big men in the workshop wore rattan safety helmets, hurdle vests, and white towels around their necks. They sang at the top of their lungs with the spirit of the steel rolling mill workers.
When the host Wang Zongli came on stage to announce the end of tonight's gala, the audience burst into thunderous applause.
This is a grand party for all workers in the factory. This is a grand event where workers lead and participate in performances. This is a...
Regarding tonight's party, Li Xuewu doesn't care how the cadres of the Publicity Department will publish the manuscript tonight.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Huaide called several leaders present to go to the backstage area to express condolences to the actors participating in the performance.
At this time, the backstage area had been notified, and all the actors walked out of the tent, wearing cotton coats or thick clothes, and stood in a queue, waiting for the leader to arrive.
Li Huaide, accompanied by Wang Yajuan, deputy captain of the cultural and publicity team, shook hands with the actors one by one from left to right.
Li Xuewu and others also followed, shaking hands and asking for their hard work and offering praise and opinions.
Li Huaide is a good talker and has a good memory. When he goes to each tent and shakes hands with the actors waiting here, he can recognize the program performed by the team.
"The singing is very good and the show is very good."
“The dance is very good and excellent”
"Thank you for your hard work, the vocal band, and your hard work, comrades."
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When they arrived at the dance team, Li Huaide was obviously more talkative. He was also able to name specific people and make a few comments about their stage effects.
Regardless of whether what he said was right or not, whether it was good or not, professional or not, these girls all looked happy when they received his praise.
Especially when Li Huaide called out their names, it was a frightening surprise.
Li Xuewu felt that he laughed the loudest, happiest and most sincerely here.
When the condolences leaders shook hands with the team members one by one, there was nothing Li Huaide could say.
Li Xuewu never spoke. At best, he would smile and nod when he met someone who took the initiative to greet him.
When it was Zhou Miaomiao's turn to shake hands with Li Xuewu, she felt inexplicably trembling and nervous.
This was her first face-to-face contact with Li Xuewu since arriving at the steel rolling mill.
After coming to the steel rolling mill, she had a more detailed understanding of Li Xuewu, a fierce character who was unforgettable after that winter skating.
This is a cruel person!
He is also a high-ranking cadre who acts domineeringly and is ruthless.
I heard that he once pulled a deputy factory director out of his car and took him away.
Now she knows very well that Li Xuewu is not only a young man playing on the skating rink and acting fiercely, but also the leader of a large factory with 20,000 workers, a serious cadre, and a person she looks up to.
So when Li Xuewu stood in front of her, she was a little afraid to look Li Xuewu in the eyes, and called out "Hello, Deputy Secretary Li" with a trembling voice.
When Li Xuewu gently held her hand, he felt that she was trembling and shaking, and his brows could not help but move slightly.
What to do!
Are you so scary?
Don’t they all say that I have a nice face?
"Zhu Feng Xiang Luan, as graceful as a swimming dragon, long-sleeved and good at dancing, thank you for your hard work tonight."
"Thank you...Thank you, Deputy Secretary Li"
Although Zhou Miaomiao went to middle school, she didn't know much about culture, and she was nervous and scared. She could only understand two of the three idioms.
But it was enough to understand both of them. When she realized that he was praising herself, she almost shed tears of excitement.
This was the excitement and happiness she had never experienced before. It was so good to be alive.
After she thanked him, she raised her head to look at Li Xuewu. He had already passed by her and was going to shake hands with other actors.
Zhou Miaomiao looked over again and found that this man still had that calm and confident expression.
Maybe people like me are really not worth mentioning in his eyes and are of no importance.
But why don't you talk to others, but use idioms to evaluate yourself?
After the condolences, many of the audience had already left, and some of the audience were still waiting to leave.
The performance preparation team and management team need to dismantle all props and stages, and arrange all the actors properly before the show is over.
Of course the leaders do not need to wait until the end, they have already left through the small door.
Li Xuewu stayed, because not only people from the courtyard came to the compound, but also people from the west courtyard recycling station.
They made an appointment to go back together, and now they are looking for someone to gather.
Silly Zhu was not on duty today and was standing in the crowd greeting him.
Li Xuewu originally wanted to go over to them and say a few words, but he didn't expect Wang Yajuan to come over.
"Deputy Li..."
She called Li Xuewu, and she couldn't help but stopped. When Li Xuewu looked over, she didn't know whether she should call her that way.
Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Are you done?"
"Not yet... not yet"
Wang Yajuan glanced at Li Xuewu, hesitated, and asked: "How was the performance tonight?"
She combed her hair around her ears with some embarrassment, and was a little afraid to look at Li Xuewu's woodwind, but she was still looking forward to Li Xuewu's evaluation.
“Very good, keep up the good work”
Li Xuewu smiled and nodded, looking at her like a primary school student waiting for praise from the teacher for doing something good.
Wang Yajuan, however, seemed dissatisfied. She raised her head and looked at him and asked, "That's all?"
Seeing that he was slightly stunned, he twitched the corner of his mouth again, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Just now, I quoted scriptures and idioms..."
Li Xuewu: "..."
He never thought that Wang Yajuan would care about this. Good is good. Is it good to use idioms?
"Okay okay"
Li Xuewu said again amusingly: "It's vivid, fascinating, exciting, and majestic."
Wang Yajuan pursed her lips and suppressed her smile, but when she looked at Li Xuewu, she still couldn't help but muttered: "Huh~ perfunctory~ I didn't say that hers was good!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Li Xuewu to say anything else, he turned around and left.
She got four idioms, one more than her three.
Li Xuewu looked at her funny and reminded: "Go to my office tomorrow. I have something to talk about."
When Wang Yajuan turned around, Li Xuewu had already walked towards the crowd.
She took a look and saw that her sister was also there. She had to go to the office to talk about any work... Well, it didn't seem right!
What are you thinking about?
Could it be the excitement after tonight's stage, or the happiness after getting results, that made me take the initiative to come to him.
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Wang Yamei also saw her sister talking to Brother Wu. The sisters still lived in the same house.
Especially since my sister recently started working in the steel rolling mill, the two sisters have communicated a lot more.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, it has been a bit sparse recently, mainly because my sister is busy with work.
But she knew her sister's thoughts very clearly. Ever since she met Brother Wu, her sister had never forgotten him.
Sometimes when I came to pick her up, I would look into the courtyard to see if Brother Wu’s jeep was there.
Even here, she would not go in to say hello, as if just taking a look at the jeep was enough.
If I had known today, why did I do it in the first place~
Wang Yamei knew what her sister was thinking, so why didn't she know it herself?
She doesn't dare to stick to Brother Wu now. It's just that she is close, but she finds that she is far away.
It's not that Brother Wu's attitude towards her has changed, it's that he walked too fast and too far, and now she can no longer catch up and meet him.
Life is like this, even though you can see it with your eyes, the life trajectories of two people just can't intersect.
Fading away, unable to do anything.
If you can't be lovers, it's okay to be friends.
But before she could say hello to Brother Wu, she heard Qin Huairu say to Brother Wu who was walking over: "Something happened at the third uncle's house."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Li Xuewu thought of Yan Jiecheng and the Yan family's panic just now, but he didn't want to interfere with their family's affairs.
Especially since the third uncle had "warned" him a few days ago not to "bully" Yan Jiefang.
However, Qin Huairu took the initiative to mention it to him, and it was hard for him to say anything in front of so many people.
Cold-blooded animals not only screen out their enemies, they also screen out their friends.
"The call from the hospital went to the guest house."
Qin Huairu said with some worry: "It is said that Ge Shuqin's amniotic water broke and she bled a lot, so she was sent to the hospital for rescue."
Li Xuewu couldn't hear this and frowned slightly: "How could this happen? Didn't they say yesterday that there was still some time left?"
"I don't know that"
Qin Huairu sighed, shook her head slightly and said, "With her dry body, if she bleeds heavily, she may lose half her life."
"Fortunately, Guodong didn't come today."
Qin Huairu was afraid and said: "All the gentlemen in the courtyard have come to watch the show. Even the house is empty. Guodong still doesn't want to come out. I have to drive her there, otherwise... ugh~"
“Their family is also very caring.”
Qin Jingru curled her lips and said: "I know that a full-month pregnant woman is at home and still has the time to go out and play. What do you think?"
Qin Huairu knew that her sister would be dissatisfied after hearing what she said, but the reason behind her words was this, and she had no intention of criticizing her.
Li Xuewu just listened to a few words and didn't express any opinions. He really didn't want to deal with this matter.
He didn't want to care about anything in the courtyard. If his parents didn't live there, and if it wasn't safer to live in the courtyard in this way, he would have persuaded his parents to move.
Wouldn't it be better to free up the three-in-one courtyard so that the whole family can live there? Why squeeze in this courtyard?
The situation doesn't allow it.
Those who work at home go to work, and those who go to school go to school. If they really move from the courtyard to the courtyard, they might be sued one day.
When the time comes, even if it is explained clearly, it cannot be explained clearly. If a hat is pulled off, the whole family will be ruined.
Therefore, the neighbors in the compound still have to get along and maintain their relationships. This is a protective umbrella.
The family is different from him. He has the status of a cadre and is endorsed by the Investigation Department. The small villa is secluded, so he is really not afraid of anything happening.
If someone dared to break into the courtyard, Li Xuewu told Gu Ning to just shoot, and killing the person would not count.
There are two people with special identities living in this house. They both carry five-pointed stars. How can they let people break into the house?
The higher the level, the less likely you are to do this. Li Xuewu is not afraid now.
When he heard about Ge Shuqin's accident, he became a little worried about his family. He told the people in the courtyard to pay attention to safety at night, then left the small door, got in the car and went home.
Hey! I can’t explain things in this world!
Words rush words, things rush things, and people chase people.
Li Xuewu had just gotten out of the car and before he entered the hospital, he saw Gu Ning waving to him from the second floor.
His mind moved, he hurriedly opened the door and walked into the house.
I didn't even have time to change my slippers at the door, so I went up to the second floor.
Qin Jingru was not at home, no one opened the door for him, and no one was cleaning the house in the living room. The old lady had already coaxed Li Shu to sleep.
After Li Xuewu went upstairs, he saw that Gu Ning was fine and just motioned for him to answer the phone, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Passing the bag in his hand to Gu Ning, he walked to the study and picked up the phone on the table.
"Well, I'm Li Xuewu"
As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse voice with a crying sound came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, I am Yan Jiecheng."
Li Xuewu's brows jumped when he heard it was him. If he could call him, he must be in serious trouble.
"You have something to say, why are you crying!"
His stern tone stopped Yan Jiecheng's sadness and reminded him to speak quickly.
"Boss, I...my wife is bleeding heavily. The doctor said she is anemic and needs a blood transfusion, otherwise she will not be able to get off the operating table..."
"Speak of demand!"
Li Xuewu frowned and asked: "Is it a lack of money or a lack of people? Do you need me to organize the security department cadres to donate blood?"
"Woo~"
Yan Jiecheng was really panicked. He couldn't help but cry twice, and then he said: "The hospital doesn't have enough plasma. Can you help us? Tell our factory hospital to transfer blood? I beg..."
"What blood type? Which hospital! Which hospital should the blood be transferred to?"
Li Xuewu ignored his pleading words and asked directly: "Speak quickly!"
"My blood type is O. The traditional Chinese medicine hospital is the traditional Chinese medicine doctor next to our home..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Xuewu said "I understand" and hung up the phone.
Picking up the phone again, Li Xuewu asked directly for the duty room of the security office of the steel rolling mill.
After being connected, he directly ordered the duty room to use a special car to go to the factory hospital in his name to transfer ten bags of type O blood plasma to the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital to save people.
He spoke very quickly and gave concise and clear orders. After he finished speaking, he asked the other party to repeat himself before hanging up the phone.
I picked up the phone again and called the duty room of the factory hospital again. I explained Yan Jiecheng's situation and Ge Shuqin's situation, and used my identity as a guarantee to temporarily collect plasma to save people.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Basically, as soon as he hung up the phone, preparations started over there. The plasma was taken out from the bank, and then prepared with the security department cadres who came to collect the blood.
Handover, no time was wasted.
It takes about fifteen minutes to go from the steel rolling mill to the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. It's easier to walk at night when there are fewer cars than during the day, so we should be able to make it.
Whether he could catch up or not, Li Xuewu tried his best. He didn't dare to think about it for a minute, and he didn't dare to waste his time for a second.
Not only did he look down upon Ge Shuqin's history, but he also looked down upon the third uncle and his family, but he couldn't ignore it.
Adults are adults, pregnant women are pregnant women, and children are children. This is morality.
Hearing this so late at night is really heartbreaking. As long as he can help, he will definitely help. One person has two lives, and he is not a stone-hearted person.
The fact that he could be called on the phone meant that Yan Jiecheng had no one else to ask for help, and it was difficult for him to ask for help.
On the other hand, not to mention that Yan Jiecheng is a steel rolling mill employee and has the right to use plasma. Even if he is needed to donate blood, he has to rush there immediately.
Gu Ning was worried as she listened to his phone call, frowning and waiting aside.
Li Xuewu turned around, looked at her expression, opened his arms and hugged her.
Gu Ning hugged Li Xuewu nervously. She was a little frightened when she listened to the phone call.
When I heard the sound of a car outside, I immediately called Li Xuewu for the other party.
I have also met the daughter-in-law across the street. Although I haven't spoken to each other, I know some things about the other person.
At Li's house, Liu Yin talked a few words, and also heard someone whispering outside the window.
But just as Li Xuewu thought, no mistakes should be settled at this time.
From ancient times to the present, no one has ever competed with pregnant women, except those beasts in the plaster country.
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“We workers have power”
“Hey, we workers have power”
"Busy at work every day"
"Hey, I'm busy with work every day."
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The steel rolling mill's publicity work is really keeping up. It seems that Gu Weijie is very tight on this task.
As soon as the command vehicle entered the factory, Li Xuewu heard the song from last night's gala being played on the radio.
And looking at the faces of the workers entering the factory, the smiles and excitement from watching the show last night still remained, as if that joy could heal everything and the memory would be preserved forever.
And when he arrived at the office, the briefing paper on the table mentioned last night's party, and he wanted to sum up experience and form a publicity offensive.
Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to this, but with the help of Sha Qizhi, he continued to process the documents on the table.
After two weeks of delay, a lot of documents that needed his signature had accumulated.
The anxious one had already processed a batch yesterday, and today he was going to spend a whole day getting rid of the backlog of work.
It seems that things have been going wrong lately, and his plans never change quickly.
Not long after he sat down, Li Huaide called and asked him to follow him to the Six Nations Hotel.
After a period of intense renovation and maintenance, the Six Nations Hotel has finally returned to what it should be.
The furniture and public facilities inside the rooms have been renovated and replaced. The furniture in some rooms was so bad that they were all used as firewood.
This kind of gorgeous furniture is now in short supply in Sijiu City. Rich people are afraid to use it and sell it one after another.
It is quite simple for a steel rolling mill to collect a batch of waste for recycling. All you have to do is go to the entrusting shop and use a big truck to pull it.
No matter how it is renovated, the Liuguo Hotel will never return to its historical state. The decoration goal assigned to Dongfeng Construction by the steel rolling mill is not to restore history, but to recreate history.
To put it bluntly, these decorations and furniture are for the use of progressive teachers and students, both for living and for criticizing.
Even the wall in the backyard of the hotel was painted with new paint just for them to post broadsheets.
If you know you are going to be in trouble, why would you spend a lot of money on decoration? The current hotel is just a tacky one, and the steel rolling mill didn't spend much money.
Li Huaide happily took Li Xuewu into the city and went straight to Dongjiao Minxiang.
Today the hotel officially opened as a reception station for progressive teachers and students of the steel rolling mill, and he was going to attend the welcoming event.
Li Xuewu saw the way he inspected the big tiger in his territory and knew that he was confident about Yang Yuansong's investigation.
I just don’t know where he hid Zhang Guoqi’s filial piety and kindness.
No matter where he hid, it had nothing to do with him. He had only been serving as the deputy secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission for a few days.
Besides, it depends on how knowledgeable Li Huaide is now.
Let’s look at how powerful Zhang Guoqi’s sacrifice can be.
But how much money can you make by pulling them?!
Li Huaide also wants to live and has material pursuits. He teaches success studies, not anti-corruption studies.
On the plate of the steel rolling mill, as long as he doesn't harm everyone's eating pot, you have to give him whatever he wants.
If Li Huaide was really upright and honest, he would be confused.
But having said that, Li Huaide seems to be very interested in this location and this building.
It seems like you are really experiencing history and enjoying the joy of owning history.
How to describe it, for example, you get a double bed, and after expert verification, it is said that Concubine Yang slept on it, and you also want to sleep on it.
Well, that's what it means.
After learning about the current situation of the Liuguo Hotel, Li Huaide fully supported Zhang Guoqi in taking over the building.
On the way, he also told Li Xuewu about the history of this building.
Through his first-person perspective on the history, Li Xuewu understood that this hotel was his childhood dream.
Li Huaide was born in his 20s and 30s when the Six Nations Hotel was at its most glorious. As a young man, he passed by with his parents and was envious as he watched the high-ranking dignitaries coming in and out of the place.
Now that he has become a "high-class" person and has the opportunity to dominate this building with a strong historical atmosphere and sense of presence, how could he not be interested.
Especially in my memory, the ladies in cheongsam who walked with the nobles in suits, Qi'er in the cheongsam could not wait to drive to the creaking nest.
That kind of visual wealth was deeply etched in his memory when he was young.
Thirty years of vicissitudes of life have come and gone, and he is back again.
Now he is no longer a refugee in tattered clothes who can only look up at the door and dare not look at it, but he is the new owner of this place.
When the limousine stopped in front of the gate, I saw Li Huaide standing at the gate and staring for a long time.
Li Xuewu understood very well his diaosi mentality of not bullying young people into poverty and spending thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.
Later, in order to gain attention and fans, a director from Shanghai who was married to a female movie star from Hong Kong's golden era showed off in this way when he forced his fifty-six-year-old wife to leave the country on a certain channel.
"I married so-and-so!"
Indeed, his wife was once the most beautiful "Princess Zhao Min" and had played stunning roles that were coveted by countless men.
However, beauties have been like famous generals since ancient times, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world! Brother!
This thing is not the same thing as collecting antiques!
Just like Li Huaide now, he got the cheongsam lady he liked back then and stood outside the gate looking at this splendid building with his eyes glowing green.
But when he stepped forward to enter the hotel, looking at the loose and exaggerated decoration style, which was obviously decorated to please him, he felt it was boring again.
It's not that Li Huaide has changed, but that history is moving forward, times have changed, and the Qing Dynasty has fallen.
The noble man in suit ran away, the noble lady in cheongsam became a peasant woman, and architecture also changed in the historical development.
With so many historical figures coming in and out of this gate, it has long since become unattractive.
Gorgeous only in appearance!
I spent money to repaint and decorate this, but the inside is already loose and it looks like it will get old at any time.
Li Huaide stood in the hall and did not go inside. Under the dumbfounded and surprised eyes of the receptionist at the service desk, he just stood there watching, thinking, and frowning.
He must be a little doubtful about life.
Li Xuewu stood aside and did not dare to say a word.
He really understands this feeling, and readers who often do Mashaji have had this experience.
The lights were dim, the atmosphere was fragrant, and a tall guy with short black stockings came in, and his voice was sweet and charming.
You two start talking about where she is from, where you are from, how many times you have been here, and whether you are familiar with the technicians.
She also stretched her hand inward under your guidance, and the atmosphere became increasingly passionate...
When you finished your meal and were thinking about it, she turned on the light and started counting the money.
Although this behavior is not polite, you still feel sorry for her and understand her.
After all, she just told you the truth:
The father bets on the mother and the sick brother studies,
It's not yet cooked yet.
My brothers and sisters all depend on me,
If the business fails, the loan must be repaid.
Domestic violence by ex-husband is easy to gamble on,
I have no income to raise my own children.
She is like this, can't you still tolerate her philistineness and reality?
You can’t persuade her to take the postgraduate entrance examination!
But when you see that the powder on her face is heavier than the white on the wall, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes cannot be hidden even with makeup.
The kind of nausea and disgust that can make you doubt your life, become a Buddha immediately, turn around, and never want to be romantic again in your life.
You spent money, but your aunt took advantage of it!
This business is not about blood loss, but kidney loss!
The way she sits there and counts the money is like a silent mockery of you.
If someone was whispering in your ear at this time, would you want to punch him?
