dognovel Chapter 1637 He Took a Gun
Chapter 1637 He Took a Gun
Chapter 1637 He Took a Gun
Anyone with connections in the industrial sector in Beijing knows how difficult it is to get into Honggang Group; it's not something you can just get a pass to.
Currently, within the industrial system, Honggang Group is the only enterprise without temporary workers.
The entire group's employment system has achieved closed-loop management, and we do not hire temporary workers. There are only a few recruitment channels.
You said you are an employee of the group and your child wants to come in. That's fine, but they must take the entrance exam for a vocational college and go through the normal admission process.
Even if your parents are government officials, it won't make a difference. You can't just think about doing temporary work and then getting a permanent position once the staffing quotas are released.
After the last batch of temporary workers were placed, the group's human resources system only retained intern positions, which were still reserved for graduates.
Once the three-month internship ends, you're either hired full-time or you're fired; you won't get another chance.
If you can get a job at Honggang Group in Beijing, you're really something. Whether you're a young woman or a young man, finding a partner won't be a problem.
Think about it, as long as you receive a regular employee's salary, you are eligible to rent or buy a house in the collective apartment. Your work ID is your proof of purchase for goods at the Hongxing Supply and Marketing Service Department. Not only do you not need a receipt, but it's also more affordable.
The welfare benefits of Honggang Group are the best in the industrial system, and Honggang employees are the happiest during holidays.
Gu Yan was able to arrange for his soldiers to join the Honggang Group. That would be a great honor for him within the company, and those who knew the actual situation would be eager to kowtow to him.
From Li Xuewu's perspective, the group's personnel system has maintained a channel for receiving demobilized and retired personnel, so his actions were not in violation of regulations.
Moreover, since they came from Gu Yan, even if they join the group, they can't all be his people. At least they should remember how they got there.
As long as Li Xuewu remains in this position, all these relationships will align themselves with him.
He did say that there was no need to cultivate cronies, because there really was no need. When he stood at the top, people would naturally cheer for him.
Gu Ning didn't understand these things very well. When her younger brother mentioned it to her, she didn't feel particularly embarrassed. She wasn't particularly happy when Li Xuewu readily agreed. Why should she thank her family for doing something for her? She just couldn't do it.
Li Xuewu had been working hard recently, so she told him to go find her mother. When he said it wasn't necessary, she personally called Jinling.
Ding Fengxia was both amused and exasperated when she received the call. Her daughter bluntly told her that Li Xuewu was in trouble and needed help.
She asked Gu Ning what difficulties her son-in-law had encountered and what kind of help he needed. Gu Ning said she didn't know and told her to ask Li Xuewu.
It was funny when Li Xuewu received a call from her father-in-law in the steel city. She didn't even know why she was working so hard, but she was bothering her father-in-law for help.
The two have been married for several years, and her personality has matured a lot, but sometimes she does act without thinking and is a bit naive.
Ding Fengxia and Gu Haitao dared not say anything to her. They could nag her a bit before they got married, but now that Li Shu and Li Ning are so grown up, what could they say?
So in this family, they don't really care what Gu Ning says. They talk to Li Xuewu about things, and it's pointless to talk to their daughter.
"You should go do your homework."
Gu Ning sat in the living room watching the two children play for a while, then finished her cup of tea and reminded Li Shu and Li Ning.
Li Ning was actually playful and wanted to play a little longer, but seeing that his sister had agreed and gone to get her schoolbag, he had no choice but to obediently follow her to the guest room.
Zhao Yaping's self-discipline became Li Shu's role model, and Li Ning had to take his sister as his role model because his sister would hit him if he didn't study.
This is one of the advantages of having an older student in the family; children's growth is a process of imitation.
Before Er Ya went back to her room to rest, Li Shu and her brother Li Ning would study with their aunt Ya Ping and finish their homework.
After Er Ya finishes cleaning the kitchen and they've finished their homework, she'll help them wash up and then take them upstairs to sleep.
Gu Ning usually goes to her study to read after dinner, but today, because Li Xuewu is back, she has been sitting in the living room.
"Hehe, do you need to rush me to study?"
Li Xuewu, holding his teacup, watched his daughter and son carrying their schoolbags go to find Zhao Yaping, and asked with a light laugh, "Don't you need to keep an eye on them?"
"I don't need to urge her or keep an eye on her," Gu Ning said calmly, sipping her warm tea. "She won't get first place if she doesn't study."
Li Xuewu noticed that his daughter's pace quickened, and he urged Li Ning to catch up quickly, while whispering a threat that he would slap him if he dared to get second place in kindergarten.
With such a proud and arrogant young lady, I wonder if Li Ning had a happy childhood.
A child's year is always longer than an adult's year; their childhood is long and colorful.
Because they are exposed to new things every day and always maintain a positive, enterprising, and optimistic spirit.
Even if you're unhappy today, it's only temporary. Mom's company and Dad's surprise will be the source of happiness for the coming week.
"Your royalties have been mailed to me."
Gu Ning put down her teacup, glanced at him, and said, "It's over two thousand."
"What royalties?" Li Xuewu was slightly taken aback and said, "Wasn't the royalties for the last book settled?"
"It's a reprint, a combined edition of Criminal Psychology and the Defense Trilogy. You didn't know that?" Gu Ning looked at him in surprise.
"I don't know, nobody told me."
Li Xuewu shook his head with amusement and said, "It's not surprising. There's no standard for publishing management these days. Anyway, the first edition is with them, so they can reprint it however they want. They're not short of money."
That's how good it is these days. Everything is fair and square. What's due is given in full, and what's not due is given in full.
He said casually, "Keep it there. Buy whatever you like, or use it for household expenses."
“We have money—” Gu Ning said, crossing her right leg and looking at her fingers, “Let’s save it for the children.”
"Whatever, you decide what to do."
Li Xuewu picked up a fruit knife, peeled an apple, and gave her a quarter of it, saying, "The interest rate at the United Savings Bank is a bit higher."
"Yes, Dr. Zhang from the department said so."
Gu Ning took a small bite of the apple. He knew his habit and only ate a quarter of it each time.
He even knew many of her habits, which he would often reveal unintentionally in everyday life, giving her a little surprise.
"My sister-in-law asked me to ask you if it would be convenient to transfer to the United Hospital."
She finished eating the apple, wiped her hands, and when she saw him looking at her with some surprise, she explained, "She said she wants to transfer to a civilian job."
"Why? Are you really going to change careers?"
Li Xuewu frowned slightly and said, "Don't you think it's a pity? If we're talking about benefits and conditions, your system is better, isn't it?"
The treatment he's referring to here isn't welfare benefits, but rather the special privileges granted by his status, which this joint hospital can't match.
However, apart from the special treatment given to its members, the benefits offered by the United Hospital are unmatched by any other hospital in the country.
In recent years, in order to expand medical personnel, the recruitment channels have been very relaxed, especially since the establishment of Gangcheng Branch and Yingcheng Branch required resources.
Starting this year, Li Xuewu learned that recruitment quotas have become subject to strict standards, and the joint hospital has been conducting internal assessments.
The survival of the fittest principle at Honggang Group is not only reflected in industrial management, but also in the operation of the entire system.
If your medical skills aren't up to par, you won't survive here.
Of course, Mu Hongyan's medical skills are beyond question. Having worked in the capital for so many years, she has also been trained as a key member of the medical team.
"She said it was too much trouble and tiring."
Gu Ning also felt it was a pity, and sighed softly, explaining, "If she goes back to our hospital, she's afraid people will gossip, and she also feels it's pointless."
Li Xuewu understood that Mu Hongyan was upset because she hadn't been promoted after all and was now on the same side as her sister-in-law.
It's better if she comes back now. If she waits another year or two, she'll have to work as a doctor under Gu Ning. Would she be willing to do that?
"That's true. Our group's hospitals offer high salaries, good benefits, and excellent medical conditions and facilities."
Li Xuewu nodded and said, "She said she doesn't know when she wants to come back. If she really wants to come back, tell me and I'll make the arrangements."
He picked up his teacup and said, "However, I still suggest that she stay in your system and come out in a few years. It's the same."
"She probably doesn't want to go through any more trouble," Gu Ning thought for a moment and explained, "She said she'll go back to Beijing to work next year, and the child needs to start kindergarten."
"Then let's wait until next year to talk about it, we can catch up."
Li Xuewu said casually, "The competition within the United Hospital is quite intense; I'm afraid she won't be used to it."
"Huh?" Gu Ning didn't understand what he meant.
"Too many powerful people have come in recent years."
Li Xuewu smiled and shook his head, saying, "Many young doctors can't get surgery appointments and can only work as assistants or go to branch hospitals."
"Either come to the United Hospital to study, or have a special skill and have absolute confidence and academic achievements in a certain field."
He teased Gu Ning on purpose, saying, "When you become a top surgeon in your hospital, you'll have the opportunity to try your skills at the United Hospital."
"Heh—" Gu Ning glanced at him strangely, an expression Li Xuewu had never seen before, a mixture of resentment and pride.
This expression is somewhat familiar; Li Shu often makes this face.
"The United Hospital is affiliated with the medical school of the vocational college and can be considered a comprehensive hospital with teaching functions."
Li Xuewu patiently explained to her, "You're a valuable asset here, so you don't need to take on students. But you won't be able to do that over there."
In any era and any organization, as long as there are many talented people, involution will occur, and the standards for selection and advancement will rise accordingly.
At United Hospital, every surgeon must possess both academic and practical skills; laboratory doctors are not allowed to perform surgery.
"Moreover, the joint hospital separates medical care from management, and the department head's power is not as great as yours. You should continue to develop here."
Li Xuewu said with a smile, "If the third brother wants to go, he can go through the hospital's administrative route, but we'll have to talk about that later."
Gu Ning glanced at him and said, "Our leader is about to contact you. They want your help in importing medical equipment."
"Hehehe—" Li Xuewu chuckled when he heard her say that and asked, "Is it the hardware facilities of the Eye and Blood Joint Hospital?"
He wasn't stingy; he found a piece of white paper under the coffee table, wrote down an address and phone number, and explained, "The general manager of Geely Star Shipbuilding, which cooperates with our group, is also involved in the import and trade of medical equipment."
"Shipbuilding?" Gu Ning took the note and asked suspiciously, "And medical equipment as well?"
“Her family is in the shipbuilding business, but she has other businesses of her own,” Li Xuewu explained casually. “She can get equipment from Eastern and Western Europe, much cheaper than buying from the port city.”
He tapped the piece of paper in Gu Ning's hand and joked, "Remember to have your boss invite me to dinner sometime. I can't do this favor for nothing."
Gu Ning curled her lip and said, "Go talk to him yourself."
"I need to talk to him and reason with him."
Li Xuewu winked and said deliberately, "You always say you're going to nurture you, but all you do is increase your academic pressure. You don't get any promotions or advancements. We're still waiting to have a baby..."
Gu Ning didn't wait for him to finish speaking before getting up and going upstairs. She knew that once he got serious, he wouldn't say anything serious.
Li Xuewu got up and followed after him. He really wanted another child, feeling that a family with more children would be more lively.
After Er Ya finished cleaning up the kitchen and came out of the dining room, she saw the couple bickering as they went back upstairs. She pursed her lips and chuckled to herself, thinking to herself, "Don't they know how to be ashamed?"
Xiao Ning is relatively conservative, but Li Ge is very outgoing. He sometimes says "I love you" at home, which is so embarrassing to hear.
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He got up in the middle of the night when a strong wind was blowing and knew it was snowing heavily. The next morning, the chattering of the children next door woke him up.
Hearing Li Shu and Li Ning running into the room to wake him up and tell him to go build a snowman in the yard, he finally looked up and looked out the window. He hadn't expected the snow to be so heavy.
Yesterday's weather was normal during the day, not cloudy at all. The snow came in the middle of the night, and it was quite heavy, looking as deep as knee-deep.
Don't assume that all snowy days in the north are like this just because the snow is waist-deep in Northeast China.
No, the snow in the capital is rarely this heavy. He had only ever heard of heavy snow blocking the doors in the Northeast.
If this were said in later generations, no one would believe it. The line in the play where Yang Bailao says that the door was sealed off by heavy snow for more than ten days is an exaggeration.
No, that's not true. This situation really does exist.
However, the foundations of the mud houses where poor people used to live were not high, and the snow that could seal the door was only about 1.6 or 1.7 meters high, but that was still quite remarkable.
Li Xuewu had heard the old lady say that if the heavy snow blocked the door, you had to break open the window and make a hole to open the door.
You said to push the door hard, but that shows a lack of experience. If the snow piles up, you can't push it with your own hands. The more you push, the more solid it becomes.
However, living conditions are relatively better now, and the foundations of urban houses have been raised to prevent rainwater from flowing back in.
The courtyard house where the Li family lived in Dongcheng was very nice. That area used to be inhabited by nobles, so the foundations of their houses were built high and sturdy.
You can't live in a courtyard in the south of the city. When it rains, the rainwater gets inside before you even get inside. If the water gets really heavy, you can get on the kang (heated brick bed).
The Western-style houses in Haiyuncang are buildings from the Japanese occupation period. Back then, the Japanese were willing to spend money and squander them.
Li Xuewu has never worried about being flooded by rain while living here, because there is a large lake nearby that stores water.
The same applies to snow. You don't need to worry about other areas; just clear the path in the yard, and the rest will melt on its own.
The snowmelt will nourish the land, and the excess will be drained away through the drainage ditches and eventually flow into the large lake.
"A timely snowfall promises a bumper harvest!"
Li Xuewu was urged by his daughter and son to wash up, change into a cotton coat, and then they took his hand and led him downstairs.
You could hear Er Ya and Zhao Yaping talking in the yard. The two of them had gotten up early to shovel snow, and they were chattering away, making quite a scene.
"I want to build a snowman!"
Li Shu couldn't wait any longer, but her mother reminded them that they had to go with their father, otherwise they would have rushed out to play in the snow long ago.
Li Xuewu changed into cotton shoes and led the children out of the hall. The morning sun shone brightly on the snow in the yard.
"Ah—hahaha—"
Like a little madwoman, Li Shu ran into the snowdrift, jumping and skipping, her laughter echoing through the winter morning.
Not to be outdone, Li Ning waddled after his sister like a little penguin, stumbled and fell into a snowdrift, got up and kept running.
Er Ya and Zhao Yaping stood there watching them laugh, so much so that they didn't even have the strength to shovel snow anymore.
"Give it to me, you go make breakfast."
Li Xuewu took the wooden shovel from Er Ya, laughed, scooped up a clump of snow, and threw it at Li Ning, knocking him down into the snow once again.
"Hahaha—" Li Shu found the joy in bullying her younger brother, and started playing snowball fight with him.
Li Ning knew he could fight back at this moment, so he got up, grabbed a snow block, and started chasing after his sister. He wanted revenge!
When the snow has just stopped and the snow hasn't turned into ice, a wooden shovel is more useful, but most households wouldn't dare to use one.
This tool is similar to an iron shovel, but it is used for winnowing. Rice and millet are harvested from the field and threshed. During the drying process, they need to be turned over and winnowed, with the help of the autumn wind to blow away the soil and shriveled grains.
Made of solid wood, it's very light and easy to use. It also doesn't make any harsh noise when clearing snow. These tools in Li Xuewu's house were prepared by Han Jiankun, who helped with these tasks a lot during those two years.
The path from the foyer to the main gate, and the backyard which no one goes to, didn't need any tidying up, but even this small area kept Li Xuewu and Zhao Yaping busy until Er Ya finished making breakfast.
There was still too much snow and it was too thick. When I got to the door, I couldn't help but clear the snow off both sides of the doorway as well.
It really proves the old saying, "Sweep the snow in front of your own door and don't worry about the frost on other people's roofs." This morning, many neighbors were clearing snow from their yards, but few people were helping others clear the snow in front of their yards. Some people even wanted to shirk their responsibilities and wait for the cleaning crew to come and clean the area where the snow connects to the road.
"Good morning, Officer Li." It was the neighbor next door who greeted him first.
Li Xuewu smiled and replied, "Good morning. This snow is quite heavy; I haven't seen this in years."
"That's right!" The neighbor was a middle-aged man, holding a shovel, wearing a sweater, and working hard all by himself, his head covered in sweat.
This wasn't the first time the two had met, but each time they saw each other, they would just nod and exchange nods, without much real conversation.
He didn't even know where the other person worked, and he guessed that the other person didn't know where he worked either. All the neighbors on this street were like that.
The two families first met when Qin Jingru was living there and often went to the market with her mother.
However, both he and Gu Ning are usually busy, and the other party is not idle either, so they basically don't communicate unless there is a reason.
Today we've made it in time. Li Xuewu is piling the snow he cleared from the yard into the tree pits by the roadside, making it high and thick, like putting a big shoe on the tree.
The neighbor saw this and said with a smile, "Many hands make light work. How many people in your family are working?"
"We have a clear division of labor in our family, and everyone is busy with their own things." Li Xuewu didn't directly answer his question. Wouldn't he just look up the number of people in his family?
He wasn't being wary of the other person, but he didn't need to be so proactive either. There was a wall between them, so it was best to maintain some boundaries.
"Hahaha—" the neighbor laughed and said, "I never see you around. I heard you're working out of town?"
"Hey—running back and forth, busy in Beijing too." Li Xuewu smiled and asked in return, "Is your workplace near your home?"
"No way, it's outside Xizhimen. It's more than ten miles away every day."
The neighbors were exhausted and didn't have the energy to clean up as carefully as Li Xuewu did; they simply pushed the snow into the drainage ditch and that was it.
Seeing that Li Xuewu was also not in the mood for conversation, he waved his hand after tidying up the area near the door and said, "You're busy, let's chat again when you have time."
"Alright, you go ahead and do your thing."
Li Xuewu answered casually and cleaned up all the snow from his doorstep to the roadside before heading back.
Everyone living in the compound, big or small, has their own story. He heard his uncles chatting when he was a child, saying that you can see your family's relatives best when it snows in winter.
Just look at that! The courtyard gate is all sloppy and muddy. This family's life is definitely lax and lacks any motivation.
What do you suggest?
If you can't even do this basic job properly, how can you expect to live a good life?
In the compound, there are pragmatic old men like the First Uncle and eloquent old men like the Third Uncle; every household still cares about their reputation.
Even after all these years, no one has ever been lazy enough to clean up the snow in front of their door after it snows.
When Li Xuewu and his two brothers were young, their father, Li Shun, made them sweep snow in the backyard for the deaf old lady in front of her door.
However, this statement may not be accurate. Everyone has their own way of life. If Li Xuewu were not at home, Er Ya and the others would not have been able to clean up so thoroughly.
Li Xuewu dressed up for two reasons: to save face and to make it easier for Qi Yan to park the car.
In contrast to Yu Zhe, Li Xuewu would take Qi Yan with him even when returning to the capital, going to Fengcheng and Yingcheng, even if he didn't drive.
He's busy with work and has a lot to do, so Zhang Enyuan can't handle everything by himself. He usually delegates less important tasks to Zhang Enyuan.
Li Xuewu arranged it this way on purpose, to give him some practice, to train him, and to give him the opportunity to get in touch with work.
Qi Yan is different from Yu Zhe. It's not that he favors one over the other, but that Yu Zhe is simply not cut out for it, and all his efforts to train him would be in vain.
His status as a veteran gave Qi Yan the qualifications to further his studies and improve himself, and he was willing to learn, showing much more initiative than Yu Zhe.
When Li Xuewu heard Yu Zhe's name, he could imagine how much fun the kid must have had in Steel City. This little pawn had really stirred things up in this game.
Who would have thought that he could be so restrained in the face of Su Weide and Zhou Wanquan's aggressive tactics?
It's estimated that the group and its superiors are also waiting for his counterattack, but they can't help but admire and appreciate his patience and overall perspective.
This was exactly the effect Li Xuewu wanted—to see the two of them jumping around without retaliating, and to show the higher-ups who the idiot was with a pragmatic attitude.
As for whether anyone will connect his relationship with Yu Zhe to the possibility that he was involved in this scheme?
It's actually quite simple. If Yu Zhe did it on purpose, or if there's something wrong with it, then his scheme has been confirmed.
Yu Zhe is now "innocent," so who can say that he deliberately set up the scheme to lure the other party into a trap?
Even if we disregard these facts and simply assume he's a schemer, so what? Can't he fight back?
While helping Li Shu and Li Ning build a snowman, Li Xuewu was still thinking about this question: could Yu Zhe really get Su Weide's henchmen involved with those planes?
He hadn't originally planned to go through this roundabout way; there were plenty of ways to get Sun Ming to confess. But who could blame him when this Zhang Mingyuan was so dishonest?
He would never bully such minor characters unless they provoked him.
When Wang Yajuan last came to Gangcheng, she felt somewhat guilty, worried that the other party would drag the conflict into him.
The key is that the two of them really did have that relationship when they were young, and this can be found out by investigating.
Furthermore, given that they both work within the same group and have had so many interactions, it's inevitable that Li Xuewu's reputation will be affected.
Li Xuewu didn't really care about these flies; he just found them annoying. Now that he had a grasp of the situation, he might as well just swat them away.
Even Su Weide knew that one shouldn't speak casually on the group's office phone, which is enough to demonstrate his influence in this regard.
Although he may have long since broken away from the group's security system, when it comes to serious matters, he can make it so that Suweide can't mobilize anyone.
This is the authority of the party in charge.
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Many hands make light work; heavy snow is nothing to fear.
Of the more than 200 million people in Beijing, at least 25% are cadres and employees from various units, and all of them are required to participate in snow removal work.
Li Xuewu didn't go to work at the group; otherwise, he would have gone to participate in voluntary labor with Li Huaide and the others.
He teaches four classes a month without fail. He never prepares for his classes, but he never misses one. He might teach on any given day, but he always makes sure he teaches.
Zhang Enyuan's schedule includes coordinating with this side, and they will inform him in advance which day he can return to Beijing to teach.
Li Xuewu has been teaching his criminal psychology course for a year, and the results are not yet apparent, but the number of students attending the course is indeed gradually increasing.
Especially after learning about his off-campus identity, such a corporate executive is also a resource for them.
After four long classes, even Li Xuewu was starting to feel the strain, not physically, but his throat was about to burst from talking.
Even giving a speech at a major conference isn't this tiring. And these trainees are so eager to learn, they love asking questions, and they even pester him with questions after class.
He didn't really like this approach, but he couldn't refuse the students' initiative; he couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.
However, once the morning classes are over, he doesn't give the students any chance at all; as soon as the bell rings, he leaves immediately.
The students couldn't find him even if they wanted to, because he never went to his office; he would just go downstairs and get into his car.
However, today was an exception. The vice principal listened to his class and said in advance that he would chat with him after class.
Li Xuewu had almost forgotten to investigate the purpose of these people in arranging for him to teach at the school. Today, their true intentions have finally been revealed.
No, it wasn't that; it was to have him write an article.
"Let's just call it sharing experiences."
Seeing his troubled expression, the vice principal said with a smile, "Summarize the work you did in the Third Regiment and elevate it to a higher level, preferably in the form of a paper."
"Who's going to look?" Li Xuewu looked at him and said, "There's a practical solution right there. If you want to see it, just go and see it in person."
"Anyone can go and see it," the vice principal glanced at him and said, "Anyone who looks at it can see the trick."
"Some things still need to be summarized and explained in written form, so that the truths can be more profound."
Li Xuewu would be a fool to believe him. This old man is lying through his teeth. If he really wanted to summarize his experience, any one of the leaders of the Third Regiment could write it.
Whether he writes it, or it's in the form of a thesis, what it's about, and who it's for, is self-evident.
Li Xuewu isn't incapable of writing, but he finds it exhausting and confusing. He wonders what impact it would have on who wants to read it.
Is this considered an academic paper?
He was too lazy to investigate further, but added, "I didn't agree to any academic research work back then."
"Look at you, it's not like you're in a difficult situation."
The vice principal glanced at him and said, "No one told you to do academic research, they just wanted to learn from your experience."
“Anyway, it’s not like I’m writing for nothing.” Li Xuewu ignored him and emphasized again, “I get paid for my books; I can’t work for free.”
"Hehehe—" The vice principal chuckled and tapped him, saying, "You're quite the mercenary one, no wonder you're so good at economic work."
“Protecting the fruits of labor and selfless dedication are two different things.” Li Xuewu packed his things, raised his chin and said, “If you can wait, I’ll write it for you for free next year.”
"You really want to tutor students full-time?"
The vice principal said with a laugh, "If you're really willing to go full-time, I'll give you academic status right away, and I guarantee you won't be shortchanged."
"Okay, that's good to hear."
Li Xuewu walked out of the classroom and said with a smile, "When I can no longer make it in the corporate world, I will switch my allegiance to you."
"You're just talking nonsense—" the vice principal said as he saw him off, "With a treasure trove of wealth, how could you possibly come to our insignificant government office?"
"Even if you leave Honggang Group, there are plenty of companies eager to hire you. How could it be our turn?"
"Who can say for sure?"
Li Xuewu walked down the stairs to the car and said with a smile, "If I ever find myself in dire straits, you can't pretend you don't know me."
"Hahaha—" The vice principal patted his arm and saw him into the car.
The vice principal felt no pressure or burden in personally seeing Li Xuewu off; Li Xuewu was considered a special case at their school.
The fact that they can just read lectures without preparing lessons is a privilege that many professors don't have.
Of course, this is also related to Li Xuewu's ability and strength. Being able to come to their school to teach is already a compromise. If they force him to do this or that, he really will resign.
Just like he said, they have a treasure trove of resources, why should they cater to them? It's good enough that they even came.
Look at these professors at the school, how many of them arrive in cars? That's what makes them capable.
Li Xuewu, a man of great talent, never imagined he would be so flamboyant.
Sometimes Li Xuewu wished that no one would contact him, so that he could relax and have a vacation, spend time with his family and children, visit relatives and friends, and so on.
However, the person who contacted him today should be considered a relative, the one he actively sought out back then.
He had almost forgotten that he had an uncle in the light infantry garrison.
"If I hadn't called you, would you have known to come?" Li Zhengfeng rolled his eyes, sized him up, and asked, "Now that you're the leader, you look down on our little temple, don't you?"
"Why would you look down on someone like that?"
Li Xuewu looked at him with amusement and said, "I didn't offend you, did I? You started shooting right away. Are you on drugs?"
"You're the one who's on fire!"
Li Zhengfeng turned his head and gestured to the inner room, leading him to the laboratory. Along the way, he complained, "How long has it been since I've seen you care about weapons research and development? Do you look down on the profits?"
"Did my aunt scold you?"
Li Xuewu deliberately lowered his voice and said nonchalantly, "Are you taking your anger out on me?"
"Go, go, go—" Li Zhengfeng waved his hand, led him to the testing table, pointed to the firearms on the table, and said, "Take a look."
He asked with a hint of arrogance, "Have you seen it before?"
"I've never seen him before, where did he come from?"
Li Xuewu picked up an M16 automatic rifle and fiddled with it, pulling the bolt back. It really did look like a standard-issue weapon, with markings.
Anyone familiar with American military equipment knows that they stamp the unit's logo on their firearms.
Land is land, sea is sea, and even the guns are different.
Li Xuewu was also curious about the new equipment, and had already guessed where it came from.
"Sent from Annan?"
In those days, only Annam, which was fighting against America, could capture such equipment, and they sent a lot of it to the interior.
Later generations always say how awesome America's CH-47 heavy transport helicopter, also known as the Chinook, was, and that we could never build it.
In fact, this thing was indeed captured intact by Annan, and not just one, and it was actually sent to the mainland in perfect condition.
But well, it was delivered, and we've looked at it and tested it, but given the conditions of this era, it's really impossible to produce it.
Li Xuewu felt this most keenly: the technology that the Santayar Group imported from Western countries was more or less incompatible with local conditions.
It's not that we can't afford fine grains, but from the very beginning, our industry was modeled after the Soviet Union. However, the Soviet Union's industrial development strategy and America's approach were completely different. How can you accept that?
Why is it that we can roughly figure out the equipment of the Northern Soviet Union as long as we can see it and measure it with a ruler, but we can't do that with America's equipment?
That's the reason: the system is incompatible.
Readers who have handled rifles know that the more basic the type of rifle is used by the military, the more basic it is, because the demand is large and it is impossible to select them carefully.
But the M16 in his hand still exudes a delicate and refined charm. Compared to the rough and tough Type 56 he used before, you can tell at a glance which one is from which family.
"What do you need this for?"
Li Xuewu put down the rifle in his hand, picked up the more familiar M1911 pistol, looked at it, and then put it aside.
He did want to take a look at the M60 general-purpose machine gun, but he thought its gun oil would make his hands dirty, so he didn't touch it.
On the test bench are all the weapons and equipment of an individual soldier, and in the basket at his feet are clothing and gear.
"Ahem—let's take a look."
Li Zhengfeng looked at his treasures and asked with a smile, "Would you be interested in studying them together? I've heard that these guns are all quite good."
"Hehe—are you not senile?"
Li Xuewu glanced at him and said, "Even if you figure out the technical production parameters, are you going to produce it for us? And who are you going to sell it to?"
"Besides, even if you figured it out and gave it to us for free, we wouldn't produce these delicate young ladies."
He pointed to the M60 and said, "If you were to say you're going to study the excellent performance of this thing, I could say you're being serious."
"If it's anything else, I advise you not to waste your energy. We don't produce America series equipment, and neither do Western Europe."
"Didn't you ever consider going for a more refined approach?"
Li Zhengfeng looked at the gun on the table with some reluctance and said, "We're planning to launch a project for a new type of automatic rifle. We're just looking for inspiration."
"Then I advise you to take a closer look at the equipment of the Northern Soviet Union. Put these things wherever you have room, don't treat them as treasures that are in the way."
Li Xuewu waved his hand and said, "If I had known you wanted me to look after this junk, I wouldn't have come. I have a meeting to attend to this afternoon."
"Look how arrogant you've become—"
Li Zhengfeng glanced at him and said, "Do you think I'd let you go hungry? Come on, I've already prepared a special meal for you."
"Oh, that's more like it."
Li Xuewu chuckled and winked, coaxing his uncle, "Didn't Annam send any more helicopters or anything?"
"What do you want? A helicopter?"
Li Zhengfeng glanced at him with amusement and said, "Where am I supposed to find this for you? I had to apply for it from above."
"Then could you please ask me if I can apply for an AH-1 visa, or even a UH-1 visa would be fine?"
Li Xuewu said with a smile, "We're not picky about food, and we don't take things for free; we'll trade them for airplanes."
"Heh—" Li Zhengfeng glanced at him and said, "You know you regret it now? You offended them to death back then, and now it's no big deal?"
"Sigh—" Li Xuewu sighed and said, "It's not my fault. You know me. Am I the kind of person who stirs up trouble?"
“You look quite like it—” Li Zhengfeng chuckled and pointed at him, saying, “Didn’t you look down on Amei’s equipment? Why are you now thinking about getting their helicopter?”
“It’s not that I look down on their equipment, it’s that I’m self-aware,” Li Xuewu explained at the dinner table. “Our industrial system just can’t handle such sophisticated weapons production. Why do we have to copy the work of the class next door when we have ready-made solutions?”
"But helicopters are different—"
He raised an eyebrow and explained softly to his uncle, "Our Steelfly has always followed a refined approach."
“Our equipment and products are all based on their system. If you get me an AH-1, our engineers will know what’s going on as soon as they take a look, because the KH-4 we’re producing now is from the same lineage.”
This isn't just something Li Xuewu made up; the AH-1 Cobra attack helicopter really was developed by Bell Helicopter and shares the same origins as the KH-4.
The three helicopters that Steelfly is currently producing cannot be considered true armed helicopters. He wants Steelfly to take on a challenge.
If we can develop armed helicopters, then Steel Aircraft's position in the domestic industry will be secure.
Moreover, many situations will change in the future.