dognovel Chapter 1185 The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift
Chapter 1185 The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift
Chapter 1185 The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift
"Mom, I beg you—"
Banggeng's voice contained three parts of pleading, three parts of willfulness, and a test score of 94.
Qin Huairu only had a feather duster in her hand, which she held upside down.
Needless to say, children in Beijing have psychological trauma from this thing.
When you find your mother holding it like this, just run away like a wild dog off its leash.
"You can't do this to me—"
Banggeng didn't feel any sadness in his heart, he just howled with his throat, and his words of begging for mercy lacked too much emotion.
Instead, he said confidently: "You know my academic performance!"
"Why do you suddenly have expectations of me?"
"Ah, so I should give up on you?"
Qin Huairu swung the feather duster to hit him, but her hands were held by her son, so she dodged and was not hit.
"You are so self-indulgent and ignorant. Do you want to piss me off to death?"
"Oops——"
Jia Zhang, who followed out, wanted to persuade him but didn't dare to. She wanted to go back but was reluctant to let her eldest grandson get beaten.
Since Qin Huairu became a cadre, her family status has declined significantly.
Even after Banggeng started making money by raising chickens, the decline was even more severe.
So she didn't dare to snatch the feather duster from Qin Huairu's hand, let alone pull the stick.
They can only stand aside and use words like "Oh my", "Look", "Don't worry" etc to show their strength.
If his mother hadn't been watching, Banggeng really wanted to say to his grandmother, "If you weren't here, my mother would have stopped beating me a long time ago."
Because of what you said, she took out all her anger on me.
Banggeng thought so, but of course he didn't dare to say it out loud at this time, otherwise his mother would lose face and beat him even harder.
Grandma felt that her mother became stricter after becoming a cadre, and he felt it even more deeply.
Because in the past, when he got into trouble, his grandmother would hold him back, but now he doesn’t even dare to run away, as he would get beaten even more severely.
So as soon as Li Xuewu entered the yard, he saw Big Face Cat sticking out his butt and retreating with his mother as if they were doing the yangge dance together.
We are almost at the Chuihua Gate. Did we get here from the central courtyard?
"What is this for?"
Yu Li was passing by the outer courtyard on her way back to the east courtyard. She was standing outside the hanging flower gate and greeted them with a smile, "Are you two wrestling?"
"Ouch! The savior is here——"
Banggeng let go of his mother's hand, jumped and hid behind Uncle Wu, mumbling, "Uncle Wu, help me!"
"Well, I've never seen a hero who's afraid of a feather duster—"
Li Xuewu pulled out the big-faced cat behind him with amusement. Seeing that Qin Huairu was about to fight, he nodded and said, "Come on, you are such a big kid, why are you still fighting?"
"Can he grow up without beating him?"
Qin Huairu glared at her son and scolded him, "I worked so hard to send him to school, and he only got 94 points in the exam!"
"Hey! Sister Qin, you are so proud!"
Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said in a funny way: "I didn't even say I would get 94 points when I was in school!"
He lowered his head and looked at Bang Geng and asked, "Good job, kid. You studied secretly, right? What course is this grade?"
"Uh - Uncle Wu -"
Banggeng looked at his mother's red face awkwardly and wanted to hide behind her.
But after being hit on the head by Uncle Wu, seeing that his mother didn't say anything and just stared at him, he knew that he would not be beaten.
So now he stammered, "It's not about which subject...it's...it's about the total score..."
"What the hell? Ninety-four?"
Li Xuewu was also stunned when he heard the score. He looked at the big-faced cat standing beside him with his head down and asked, "Did you miss some exams?"
"Uncle Wu——"
The big-faced cat raised his head speechlessly, looked at him and complained: "I'm asking you to save my life, not to dig my grave..."
"Then I really can't save you--"
Li Xuewu pulled the corner of his mouth, pushed the big-faced cat out, and said to Qin Huairu: "Beating him with a feather duster is still not enough. Tie him to the foot of a pillar and beat him with a belt. It won't hurt but it will hurt..."
"what--"
Banggeng was so scared that his face turned pale. He looked at his mother with pleading eyes. Now he also knew he was afraid.
There is no hope. The only person in this courtyard who can save him is Uncle Wu.
Now even Uncle Wu was shocked by his test results. Who else could he rely on?
Otherwise, just kneel down here, you fellow men of the world. If you kneel down, you won’t be fought anymore.
"I don't need your advice—"
Yu Li couldn't bear it anymore, so she walked over, pushed Li Xuewu, and pulled Big Face Cat up.
"Look how angry your mother is. If she didn't want you to succeed, would she control you like this?"
"I want to do well in the exam, but..."
Banggeng wanted to explain, but he secretly glanced at his mother's cold face and swallowed his words back.
Forget it, a real man can bend and stretch.
He is in his most naughty period now. He has forgotten the beating he received yesterday. The more he is beaten, the more naughty he becomes.
How can a young boy not have a rebellious mentality? It’s just that these days parents basically don’t care about their children, and if they are left alone, there won’t be such a big reaction.
"With this grade, I will be in the first grade of junior high school next semester. How can I study?"
Qin Huairu was furious and said, "Even if you can't get into high school, you can at least get into the factory, right?"
"Okay, Sister Qin, it's late at night."
Yu Li and Qin Huairu have a special relationship, and this encounter would never allow the two of them to be stuck in this stalemate.
She took the initiative to walk out with Banggeng in her arms, and said to Qin Huairu, "I'm looking for you for something. Come on, let's go to my room and sit for a while."
Qin Huairu stood there looking at the aggrieved Bang Geng, and she knew that making a noise in the yard late at night would make people laugh.
If she wasn't really anxious and angry, she would never be willing to beat the child in public.
Just like Li Xuewu said, they are all grown boys now and have reached the age where they need to save face.
But she is busy to begin with, and her mother-in-law is ignorant. If she really lets the child go on like this, he might not even be able to finish junior high school. How can she be worthy of Jia Dongxu then?
Even if the child grows up and suffers, he will still blame his mother for not caring about the child in the first place.
Yes, Banggeng came at a good time. The Red Star Factory ran a school, from primary school to junior college, and anyone could go in as long as they passed the exam.
But the problem is, I have to have acceptable grades. It would be embarrassing to tell others that I got 94 points in four subjects.
"Go ahead, let's have a good chat—"
Li Xuewu nodded and saw that Yu Lidu had passed through the Chuihua Gate with Banggeng, but Qin Huairu was still standing there angrily.
He took the initiative to give her a way out and said, "It's not a big deal. You can't take care of a child in one day."
"Be more patient. This is a time when young boys have too much self-esteem."
"Go ahead, Huairu, I'm going home to look after those two kids."
It was not until this time that Jia Zhang dared to speak to persuade her. She pushed Qin Huairu, then sighed and went home.
Qin Huairu let out a long sigh, glanced at Li Xuewu and asked, "Are you done with your work? Are you leaving on Monday?"
"Don't worry about me, just do your thing."
Li Xuewu smiled and pointed at the feather duster in her hand and said, "Don't use this thing. It will break again."
"I'm so angry that I'm dying-"
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"Brother, I have something urgent to discuss with you."
Li Xuewu had dinner with Lou Yu at the club.
Yu Li was also there, and the two of them came back together after having dinner.
He passed by the front yard and said hello to his family. Seeing Gu Ning having fun with the children in the house, he went back to the backyard to read a book.
My third brother Li Xuecai hurried past the window and said this after he entered the room.
He pointed to a chair by the wall and said, "Sit down and talk."
Li Xuecai knew his second brother's temper and habits very well. Although he was anxious at the moment, he still sat down obediently.
Since my second brother came back, he has changed a lot.
He is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, but has become mature, steady, hardworking and studious.
Especially after becoming a cadre, he behaves more calmly and dignifiedly, and pays attention to being calm and composed when encountering problems.
Li Xuewu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for his brother, handing it to him, and gestured, "Xiaoxue just made it and brought it over."
"Second brother——"
Li Xuecai was just about to speak when he saw his second brother motioning for him to drink tea. He suppressed his inner panic and took a sip of the hot tea.
"You are still young, so I won't urge you to do Qi training, but you are a student of Chinese medicine after all."
Li Xuewu said calmly: "You are still in the learning stage now. What if you join the work in the future?"
"Are you still so clumsy?"
He looked at his brother and said, "There are all kinds of people in the hospital. It's easy to cause disputes. Your boss won't trust you if you're so impetuous."
"I understand, second brother——"
Li Xuecai drank a sip of hot tea and listened to his second brother's instructions. He let out a long sigh and his anxiety was relieved a little.
He responded sincerely, paused, and then explained: "I got home this afternoon. Dad asked me to come back."
"Um--"
Li Xuewu nodded and motioned for him to continue.
After get off work in the evening, Li Xuewu went home to pick up his mother and took them to the club. After dropping him off, Han Jiankun brought them here.
Li Xuecai had just returned home, but he didn't know about it. He just told someone outside the window, but his family didn't mention it either.
The capital was in turmoil in the past two months, and Li Xuecai almost got into trouble when he came back. So he asked his brother to go back to the mountains to live in peace and quiet, and to come down less often.
However, there was no intention to restrict his younger brother from going down the mountain, as young people's minds are restless and cannot be stopped.
Li Xuecai is sensible and obedient. He has been in the mountains for more than a month.
"Dad received a message saying..."
Li Xuecai explained with a somewhat grim expression: "They said Zhao Xia died, and asked me to come back to help."
"Who? Zhao Xia?"
Li Xuewu frowned and confirmed, "Is it your classmate?"
"Yes, it was him. He fell from the building and died..."
Li Xuecai's mind, which had just calmed down, became a little confused again, especially when he talked about the abnormal death of his classmate.
"Isn't he in the hospital?"
Li Xuewu frowned and asked, "You told me last time that one of his arms and legs was broken, and he jumped from the hospital building?"
"No, I'm at home—"
Li Xuecai explained in a trembling voice: "I went to his house to help this afternoon and I also heard it."
"It seems that he was involved in something bad. In the past two days, a unit came to investigate him."
"Can't you?"
Li Xuewu certainly knew what had happened in the past two days, but he asked suspiciously: "He is like this——"
As he spoke, he described his arms and legs and asked, "How can you participate? Are you physically disabled but mentally strong?"
"I heard that he went there on crutches—"
Li Xuecai also had a ridiculous expression on his face when he explained it, and said with a wry smile: "His mother is about to cry to death."
"This is really——"
Li Xuewu knew how bad the commotion was in the city, but he didn't expect that even someone of Zhao Xia's stature would get involved.
Is this considered black humor?
When they went to the club in the evening, Zhao Laosi and Zuo Jie were sending them out and they were still talking about how many people were injured this time.
The old soldiers were making a fuss, and the naughty boys took the opportunity to cause trouble, making it quite lively.
The Zhang Jianguo from Xinjiekou whom he was familiar with was injured, and the injury was quite serious.
Zhong Yuemin, who often waited for Zhou Xiaobai at the club entrance, was also injured. He said that he was stabbed with a fork while trying to save Zhang Haiyang.
These were narrated by Li Yuanchao when he came back, because he went out with Zuo Jie's "tour group" and escaped this disaster.
The members of the Youth Club listened to the hustle and bustle in the city and were all grateful for Zuo Jie's care.
If we really were in the city, we would definitely be dragged down and suffer together.
The point is, these people who caused trouble did not have a good end, and the relevant departments have begun to investigate.
Li Xuewu only listened to the general idea and didn't pay attention to it. After all, it had nothing to do with him.
But I didn't expect that Zhao Xia, who was a disabled person, would lose his life in this incident.
"I also heard other people's discussions," Li Xuecai said in a muffled voice, "It seems that he is afraid that this matter will involve his father, so he..."
"That's why we say you are so inexperienced and just act impulsively out of passion."
Li Xuewu also let out a long sigh and said, "They are all children raised by their parents with great difficulty, and now they are gone just like that."
"You said his mother is about to cry her heart out, and his father is not happy at all that he escaped a disaster."
"He looks much older," Li Xuecai said hesitantly, "When I went there, his father patted my shoulder with tears in his eyes."
"When I see you, I think of Zhao Xia."
Li Xuewu nodded and said, "We are just ordinary boys, and we are classmates. If Zhao Xia had been more careful than you, he wouldn't have ended up like this."
"This is not something they can participate in, and it is not something they can do for the country and the people."
He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said, "I never object to you college students having passion and enthusiasm."
"But it must be used in the right place. A chivalrous man should also pay attention to a great cause. You have no idea what great justice is."
Looking at his brother sitting there with confusion and sadness in his eyes, he also sighed.
Although he is not my own child, nor is he my brother.
Moreover, that kid Zhao Xia also tried to trick Li Xuecai and wanted to drag his brother into the water.
But after all, the first victim Li Xuewu heard about in this incident was the child of his father's colleague.
There is no sadness, only sighing.
Fortunately, Li Xuecai is sensible and he is also an "understanding man", otherwise the Li family would have to endure so much hardship and suffering in this era.
If the Li family is like this, what about the others?
Early on Sunday morning, Li Xuewu and his younger brother Xuecai arrived at the family quarters of Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital at around 4:30.
It is called a family quarters, but in fact it is a cadre quarters, and ordinary hospital staff cannot live there.
The last time Li Xuewu came was a long time ago. He came to visit Liu Zhixin, the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, for the future of his father and his third brother Xuecai.
Of course, my father’s supervisor, Zhao Xia’s father, Zhao Yufeng, was also the subject of that visit.
It was precisely because of that interaction that Lao Biaozi, who was in charge of the recycling station business at the time, was able to take charge and initiate cooperation between the two parties.
The clinic located at the Red Star Factory was built with the support of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
The Chinese herbal medicine planting research base that cooperates with multiple parties is also located in Hongxing Village.
In the mountains, including the current reclamation area of Weisan Group, projects of planting Chinese herbal medicines are being studied.
The Wei San Group has made money from growing grains and vegetables in the past two years, and has also planted the seeds for growing Chinese herbal medicines in advance.
There is a greenhouse foundation, and the Chinese medicine hospital has indeed recruited some Chinese herbal medicine researchers.
It has been more than two years. When Li Xuecai came back last time, he said that the Chinese herbal medicine varieties that have been proven to adapt to the growing environment will be officially rolled out next year.
Five units, including the recycling station, Red Star Factory, Red Star Village, Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Wei San Tuan, will benefit from this project.
Of course, the Chinese Medicine Hospital has contributed so much to this project and has also effectively protected the good comrades in the hospital.
It is the hospital with the most complete personnel structure and management structure among the existing medical institutions in Beijing.
Medical forces can be withdrawn from the mountain at any time, and they can also be withdrawn for protection at any time.
Therefore, when multiple parties cooperate, multiple parties benefit.
Zhao Yufeng had selfish motives. When Li Xuewu proposed this project, he had already thought about the future.
Traditional Chinese medicine cultivation, research and development, pharmaceutical manufacturing, sales, etc. are all the most demanding components of the system.
If a complete system of TCM planting, production and sales is really established, the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital will have a huge business.
Infinitely enlarged, so big that even he couldn't eat it.
So, when Li Xuewu proposed to arrange for his father and younger brother to go up the mountain to participate in the project, Zhao Yufeng decisively included his son Zhao Xia.
Regardless of whether Zhao Xia has the ability and responsibility, he only hopes that his son can get some training and experience in this project.
It is really rare to have such a good training opportunity and the guidance and teaching of so many professor-level and expert-level doctors before graduation and before school resumes classes.
Even a cunning person like Li Xuewu wants it, so how could he not see the good in it?
Zhao Yufeng had never thought highly of Li Shun before.
To praise him, he is diligent, hardworking, and honest, but to show off, he is taciturn and has no social skills.
But no one expected that Li Shun, who was like a marginal person, actually gave birth to three sons, and each of them is very capable.
As the vice president, he had to pay attention to Li Shun.
Similarly, among the two brothers Li Xuewu and Li Xuecai, my impression of Li Xuewu is deeper, after all, he is a very capable cadre.
The point is that Li Xuewu is very influential in the industrial sector and even has a certain reputation in the city.
As for Li Xuecai, he felt that his son Zhao Xia was more capable and had more potential than the third son of the Li family.
The third son of the Li family is a bit like Li Shun, and his son Zhao Xia is eloquent and smart, and will definitely become a dean in the future.
As for Li Xuecai, at best he is just a good doctor.
He still held this stereotype and idea until the middle of this year.
Even though his son Zhao Xia sneaked back from the mountain and refused to go up the mountain after being discovered by him, he still thought his son was smart.
In times like this, it is true that being able to do is not as good as being able to say, and being able to say is not as good as being able to pretend.
Zhao Xia had been with him the longest and had the most opportunities to receive his education, so he also had a capable spirit.
Whatever he says, he is always very logical and has some personal insights when analyzing the situation.
Zhao Yufeng doted on his son, so since Zhao Xia was unwilling to go to the mountains to suffer, he wanted to keep his son by his side to study with him.
Who could have thought that Zhao Xia, who stayed in the city, did not learn any skills but ended up getting injured.
His arms and legs were broken, and his mother was so scared that she dared not let go.
After more than two months of close attention and care, there is finally hope for recovery.
From being able to walk with crutches to being able to walk briskly with crutches, the couple felt relieved.
But he did fly, he flew away from the hospital bed and landed on the morgue bed.
This time, the couple was in despair as they watched their son lying there with his arms and legs disfigured, knowing there was no chance of him ever standing up again.
After all, his death was not very glorious. Currently, the funeral is presided over by Zhao Xia's second uncle and eldest brother.
The whole family discussed and decided to stop Zhao Xia from suffering because of this incident and to bury him in peace as soon as possible.
So what happened on the first night was kept aside for a day on the second day, and was sent for cremation on the third morning.
Li Shun heard the news the next day and asked Li Xuecai to come back. The two brothers came to attend the funeral on the third morning.
After all, they were not relatives, let alone close friends, so Li Xuecai came to see him the next day, but Li Xuewu did not come that night.
Attending the funeral on the third day appears both polite and respectable.
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When we entered the courtyard between the two buildings, we saw a mourning shed set up in the yard. Smoke was curling in the shed, which looked particularly eerie on this summer morning.
Li Xuewu and his brother first signed their father's and their own names on the white account book, and then stood in front of the mourning shed and bowed slightly.
Zhao Xia's second uncle and eldest brother were greeted by the "busy man" and asked to return the greeting. They had never met each other and really didn't know each other.
The "busy man" didn't know the two brothers, but he saw their names in the account book, asked them clearly and introduced them to the two.
Knowing that it was because of their father and that he was their brother's classmate, the two of them returned the cigarette offer with sad faces.
Li Xuewu gently raised his hand to decline and expressed his condolences.
There was a funeral in this courtyard, and whether they were passing by or living upstairs, there were always people who would mutter that it was all their own fault.
But now that it has come to this, I have to say my condolences.
Li Xuewu didn't need to come. He had no connection with Zhao Yufeng, let alone friendship.
It’s just that my father is not at home, and my eldest brother has such a bad temper that he would stay away from funerals if you let him attend them.
Therefore, he had to bring his younger brother here to prevent Li Xuecai from not understanding or being unable to do something.
It is also a kind of custom that a boy who is not married in the family cannot be considered an adult.
It does not even mean that the family is busy and busy with social activities outside.
If he wasn't representing his father, and they were classmates, there was actually no need for Li Xuecai to come.
Zhao Xia’s death had nothing to do with Li Xuewu, so he didn’t need to bow or kowtow here.
But as I just said, he now represents his father, the Li family, and as an older brother he has to take care of his younger brother.
Especially at this time, whether it is the factory or the recycling station, Xuecai has just arrived, he can't pretend not to know.
Death is a great thing, we bow our heads and express our condolences.
"Deputy Director Li——"
Just as Li Xuewu politely declined the two people's offer of cigarettes, Zhao Yufeng, who heard the news, walked over from the mourning shed.
Obviously, from his staggering steps and sad expression, it can be seen that Zhao Yufeng has had a hard time these past two days.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, please take care of yourself."
Li Xuewu took two steps forward, took the other party's outstretched hands and held them tightly.
He consoled him softly, "Zhao Xia is too honest. I met him once a few months ago. I didn't expect..."
"Woo-"
It is much more painful for an older person to see a younger person die than the other way around.
Zhao Yufeng, with his back hunched, was supported by his eldest son, and he sobbed and cried, "It's my fault for not disciplining him. I'm not a good father—"
"Dad, Dad, please don't do this."
His eldest son held him in his arms and saw that he was about to collapse on the ground. Someone from the mourning shed came over to support him.
In Zhao Yufeng's opinion, Li Xuewu's coming was not only a favor to Li Shun, but also a great favor to him.
Nowadays, there are few people in the city who don’t know about the Red Star Factory, and few who don’t know about Li Xuewu from the Red Star Factory.
If he died, Li Xuewu might not even come, let alone his son, who would not come in this situation.
Most of the people who came these days were relatives and close friends. Many people hid themselves away, fearing that they would be affected by the cause and effect.
Therefore, it is not easy for Li Xuewu to come here.
He hadn't slept for three days. When he heard that Li Xuewu had come, he had to come out and return the greeting.
This is why we are in such a mess now.
Zhao Yufeng held Li Xuewu's hand, tears streaming down his face. He kept speaking vaguely and looked at Li Xuecai more.
He regretted it very much. If he had known this would happen, he would have locked his son up in the mountain even with an iron chain.
Seeing that the third son of the Li family behaved in a well-behaved and calm manner, he began to blame himself a little, and the more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became.
"Go and see if there is anything you can do."
Li Xuewu pushed his brother and told him to go to the mourning hall to help in front of the Zhao family.
It's already this late, and everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared, so there's no need for Li Xuecai to help.
But what Li Xuewu said meant that he did not regard the Zhao family as an ordinary family, but rather as close friends.
At this time, Li Xuewu's words were like timely help to their family, and they felt much better.
Li Xuewu pulled Zhao Yufeng to sit on the bench brought by the busy man and comforted him softly.
Zhao Xia’s elder brother stood aside and introduced the situation of the past two days.
He must have heard the address his father gave him when he came out, and knew that the young man in front of him was extraordinary.
Compared to Zhao Xia, his elder brother is more honest and simple, and is very respectful and polite to Li Xuewu.
Especially after hearing Li Xuewu's explanation, he no longer regarded Li Xuewu as an outsider.
When she mentioned that her mother fainted twice in the mourning hall, she also shed tears.
What advice could Li Xuewu give? He just kept repeating the same few sentences over and over again. The Zhao family would not listen to any other advice at this time.
They arrived at 4:30 and Ling got up at 5:00, but Li Xuewu and his brother only sent them to the gate.
After all the Zhao family members got on the car and headed for the crematorium, there were only people busy working in the yard. He and his brother left like everyone else.
Young life, a sigh.
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Li Xuewu was still in Beijing on Sunday, and arrived in Gangcheng on Monday night.
It's still the same old train station, nothing has changed.
Only the propaganda slogans on the wall have been changed several times, and the thick paste prints reflect an eerie white in the night light.
"The Northeast is cooler than Beijing!"
Jing Yunong was wearing a women's executive suit, a white shirt, black pants, and high-heeled sandals, making her look prettier than her fellow female comrades.
She is thirty-four years old and her child is ten years old, but her figure has not changed at all. Standing there, she is no less beautiful than a young girl, and her temperament is even better.
Li Xuewu glanced at his watch and replied with a smile: "It's almost September. Even in Beijing, it will be hot for a few more days."
"Deputy Director Jing, Deputy Director Li——"
On the platform, Yang Zongfang, deputy director of Gangcheng Steel Plant, and Cen Fuyao, deputy director of the steel plant and director of the Joint Industrial Management Office, saw them getting off the train and walked quickly to greet them.
"Just send a car, and trouble you to pick me up at the station."
Don't hit a smiling person. Jing Yunong shook hands with the two men and greeted them with a smile.
"Director Dong is in Fengcheng right now and can't come back," Yang Zongfang smiled and nodded to Li Xuewu, then explained to Jing Yunong, "He asked us to do the reception work for you and Deputy Director Li."
"Why are we being so polite to each other?"
Jing Yunong criticized with a smile, and at the signal of the two, he led the researchers to the car and asked, "Comrade Wenxue is going to attend the provincial industrial conference, right?"
Two sedans and a bus were a very Red Star Factory style reception arrangement.
Jing Yunong asked Li Xuewu to get on the car in front, which slightly disrupted the steel plant's arrangements.
"I'll go to the car behind—"
Yang Zongfang took the initiative to greet Cen Fuyao and motioned him to accompany the leader in the co-pilot seat.
It would be an honor to be able to sit in the back seat and report to the leader, but who asked the leader to ask Deputy Director Li to get in the first car?
Now the secretary had to go to the back, and Cen Fuyao went to the co-pilot seat to accompany the report.
There are still many people on the platform at this time, and vehicles should not stay for a long time.
So everyone got on the train quickly and left quickly under the command of the railway attendant.
"Director Dong will be back tomorrow morning. He is from the provincial industrial association."
After the car started, Cen Fuyao turned around and reported: "I should be able to catch up and have breakfast with you."
"Don't be so anxious, just come and take a look."
Jing Yunong said with a friendly smile, "Just talk to Comrade Wenxue, just in time for lunch."
"Hahaha, OK." Seeing his leader's good attitude, Cen Fuyao also smiled and replied, "I will definitely pass on your instructions."
Listening to Cen Fuyao's introduction, the three cars drove all the way from Gangcheng Railway Station back to the steel plant.
There is not much change in Gangcheng Railway Station, but there are huge changes in Gangcheng Steel Plant.
The original walls have become inner walls, and the surrounding land has basically been absorbed by the steel plant.
Because the construction of industrial projects has not been completed, and some projects are even still in the planning stage.
So the wall here has not yet been built, but you can tell how big this place is from the range of the construction lights at night.
Jing Yunong passed by here in a hurry a few days ago and did not have time to take a closer look.
With Cen Fuyao's introduction and explanation, the two gained some understanding of the current project construction progress and industrial production situation.
"Did Director Cen come to Gangcheng last year or the year before?"
When the car entered the factory and Cen Fuyao's introduction came to an end, Jing Yunong suddenly asked this question.
Cen Fuyao was tense, thinking about the purpose of the leader's question, and replied: "I arrived in Gangcheng in March last year, leader."
He introduced with a smile: "Deputy Director Yang came here the year before last, more than half a year earlier than me."
"Oh, is that so—"
Jing Yunong nodded thoughtfully, turned to Li Xuewu and asked, "This is the case you handled, right?"
After taking such a sudden turn according to his leader's words, Cen Fuyao's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
what does this mean?
Don't think that everything is fine just because your leader has a good attitude and speaks kindly when he gets off the train.
He was asked to not rush back, Director Dong, but he didn't believe in such politeness.
If Jing Yunong came to Gangcheng alone, he would think it was nothing.
But Li Xuewu followed along. Do you think anything good will happen to the place where Zhihu from the Security Bureau goes?
The last time I came to Gangcheng, I caught two of them, and then I killed several more when I went to Yingcheng.
You can say that Li Xuewu is the deputy director of the Management Committee Office, or you can say that he is the first deputy team leader of the security team, or you can say that he is the deputy political commissar and deputy leader of the Third Guard Regiment.
But at the grassroots level, Li Xuewu’s identities will not be put first, and the identity of the discipline and supervision director is the most frightening.
His current identity is so complicated that you can't figure out what he is here for.
There's nothing wrong with doing business and coordinating, but if they really want to enforce organizational discipline, then we're done.
So, when Jing Yunong asked this question, Cen Fuyao's palms began to sweat.
"Haha, how long ago was that? Do you still remember?"
Li Xuewu chuckled and pointed in the direction of the co-pilot and said, "Director Cen may not even remember it."
"hehe--"
The sweat on Cen Fuyao's head started to drip down, and he wondered why that bastard Yang Zongfang didn't compete with him for the co-pilot position.
He originally thought that Yang Zongfang's relationship with Li Xuewu had become strained because of past events, so he was unwilling to move forward.
I didn't expect that this male and female were so difficult to entertain.
Listen to what this is saying.
Jing Yunong talked about things that happened in the past. You said something, but why are you bringing this up with me?
I am as clear as water and as bright as a mirror. I am a good person!
You ask me this now, how should I answer?
I said I didn't remember, but that was just a lie with open eyes. Everyone in the Red Star Factory remembered this case.
I want to say remember, are you hitting me on purpose?
Did you find out something about me?
Cen Fuyao forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, turned around and said, "How could we forget? This is a historical lesson that all employees of the steel mill must remember."
"The alarm bells are ringing——"
When the car arrived at the door of the guesthouse, Jing Yunong said this and got out of the car through the open door with the help of his secretary.
Cen Fuyao looked at Li Xuewu in panic, trying to get some useful information, but was patted on the shoulder by Li Xuewu who reached out from behind.
No, brother, are you here to deal with me?
Indeed, if we are here to deal with him, it seems that we need a lineup like this... I am going to scare myself...
He got out of the car with a somewhat stiff expression, and followed Li Xuewu slowly, his words no longer as fluent as before.
"I knew the train was coming at this time, so I didn't prepare a very sumptuous dinner."
Yang Zongfang got out of the car behind him, walked a few steps to Jing Yunong's side, and reported: "Have a simple midnight snack to avoid being hungry at night."
"Since we have already prepared, let's not waste our comrades' efforts."
Jing Yunong smiled, said something to Li Xuewu, and went to the lobby of the guesthouse.
Yang Zongfang glanced at Li Xuewu and hurriedly followed him.
Li Xuewu stood at the bottom of the stairs and spoke a few words to the research team. He watched them carrying their luggage and asked the service staff of the guesthouse to help store it temporarily.
"Leader, what Deputy Director Jing means is..."
Cen Fuyao followed Li Xuewu inside and asked quietly, "Are you unhappy about what happened last time?"
"Don't let your imagination run wild—"
Li Xuewu walked into the hall and headed to the restaurant naturally, comforting him, "It's just a normal investigation."
He has been to this place many times and is very familiar with it.
The research team left their luggage in the rest area under the guidance of the waiter and walked to the restaurant together.
Different from the trips to Yingcheng and Tianjin, this time Jing Yunong only brought seven or eight people with him, so his entourage was small.
Because there were so few people, there was no need to separate the tables, and everyone sat down at one big table.
You hear Yang Zongfang say that the preparation is simple, but once it’s on the table you’ll know that it’s definitely not that simple.
Eight dishes for ten people, the staple food is rice and steamed buns, a meal at nine o'clock, can you say it is simple?
Jing Yunong didn't say anything, and even drank the glass of wine that Yang Zongfang poured for him.
She was the leader of the team and was the first to raise her glass, giving way to everyone else.
There are no thumb-sized coin cups like those in Sichuan Province on the dining tables in Gangcheng. Most of the tables have cups of one or two liang.
One or two liang of wine is rare, after all, it is too troublesome to keep refilling it.
The two-liang cup was finished in three rounds in less than five minutes. Jing Yunong really had the energy and vigor of a heroine.
After the polite greetings, she stopped drinking, and no one else did either.
So the meal was eaten very quickly. The two people from Gangcheng were nervous and kept observing the other person's expressions.
But Jing Yunong ate calmly and Li Xuewu ate casually, which made them even more confused.
The Steel City now has a large business, including hardware, automobiles, weapons, chemicals, metallurgy, electronics, aircraft...
They had no idea what these two people were doing, and this survey did not give a clear attitude at all.
Compared to Li Xuewu's going to Tianjin and Yingcheng, Zhuang Cangshuo and Xu Sinian were well prepared, and now the team in Gangcheng is in a really difficult situation.
Work was also discussed during the meal. Li Xuewu asked the two what the biggest difficulty facing the steel city industry was at present.
The answer given by the two people is the same, that is energy.
To be more specific, it is electricity. Several industries in the steel city are inseparable from electricity and are major electricity consumers.
After getting this answer, Li Xuewu did not ask any further questions. After they finished their meal, they were sent upstairs and he did not communicate with them any further.
However, Deputy Director Jing couldn't sleep at night, so he came to talk to Li Xuewu again.
Really, we just chatted on the chair, on the desk, and in the bathroom.
It’s so simple, do you believe it?