Chapter 1082: Like-minded

"Are the cars ready?"

"They are already downstairs, Leader."

Hearing Director Li's inquiry, Li Haiyang quickly replied and reminded him, "The other comrades who are going together are also downstairs."

"Mm, mm, good," Li Huai De looked at the document in his hand and asked Li Xuewu, "Can we finalize it today?"

"Not necessarily; the French are shrewd!"

Li Xuewu said with a smile, "Last time I almost suffered a loss; it was a trap."

"Damn, they are from the old revolutionary base area after all!"

Li Huai De had to put on airs in front of others, but he was very relaxed with Li Xuewu in private, joking freely.

He put the document into the drawer, stood up, stood before the full-length mirror at the door, and tidied his attire.

White shirt, black trousers, black belt, black leather shoes, and an imported steel-strap watch on his wrist.

You have to say, Old Li looked quite capable and elegant when he tidied up.

Of course, the elegance was faked, and as for being capable, don't even mention it; Zhou Miaomiao had the most say, as it was all show and no substance.

If it weren't for that immortal wine supporting him, he probably wouldn't even be able to open the door, only able to linger at the entrance.

I should feel pity for the moss being trampled by my clogs,

I knock gently on the wooden gate, but it remains closed for a long time.

The spring colors filling the garden cannot be contained,

A single branch of red apricot blossoms reaches over the wall.

This poem made a lot of sense; just think, if the door couldn't be opened, the red apricot would have to reach over the wall itself.

Li Xuewu had also heard about it; this Zhou Miaomiao really found a partner—a very cultured and quiet young man who was pursuing her.

"Hey! This outfit really looks good on people!"

Old Li looked at himself in the mirror and was very satisfied, saying to Li Haiyang who was helping, "Especially these leather shoes; they are truly comfortable to wear."

"It was the master recommended by Deputy Director Li."

Li Haiyang replied with a smile, "I took the leather shoes you had worn for a long time and had them custom-made according to your foot shape."

"Good, good, Haiyang has worked hard!"

Li Huai De praised with a smile, "Speaking of the cadre image, I really didn't pay much attention to it before, and I didn't have any requirements for those below."

"But now it seems that uniform attire is indeed helpful and of special significance to the core cohesion of the organization."

"On this point, I have to mention Deputy Director Li's rich work experience," Li Haiyang reminded with a smile, "Deputy Director Li used to lead troops!"

"Hahaha—!"

Li Huai De nodded in agreement, "It has that meaning; looking at everyone standing downstairs, it really has the feeling of ordering troops on the battlefield!"

"My original intention wasn't as comprehensive as you thought; it was all prepared by my family."

Li Xuewu walked out with him, saying as he walked, "I really don't have any particular requirements for food, clothing, or daily use; anything is fine."

"But you have to say!"

Li Huai De touched his arm with a smile, "The style of our factory's cadres really made leaders of other units jealous."

He pointed to his chest and said, "Especially these two small badges; they are unconventional."

"Hi, it's all the same; it's just that there are many ideas," Li Xuewu didn't care and raised his hand to signal Deputy Director Ao Yuhua who was walking over.

The clothes, leather shoes, and badges that Li Huai De just mentioned were all promoted by Shen Guodong, and the badges were specially designed and custom-made.

It gave Li Huai De strong emotional value and also expanded the equipment market for the First Detention Center.

Ordinary administrative suits weren't expensive, but those with jackets or cashmere sweaters were definitely not something ordinary cadres could afford.

Li Huai De and other factory leaders' clothes were mostly "tried on" and sent to their offices by Shen Guodong, which was a form of advertising.

But speaking of leather shoes that fit well, one couldn't find a standard size; foot shapes were different, and requirements for shoes were also different; one couldn't collect everyone's information.

One could only do as Li Xuewu introduced to Li Haiyang: if a pair of shoes felt comfortable, spend money to have them custom-made; they were more comfortable than those sent or bought.

Of course, this channel for custom-made items wasn't something everyone could enjoy; if you wanted to spend this money, you might not necessarily be able to spend it.

Li Xuewu didn't need to worry about this; he had too many clothes, with half a closet full of white shirts, long and short, for all four seasons.

You hear Li Huai De sounding sour; Shen Guodong made a lot of money from selling these clothes, and Li Xuewu didn't dare to brag about it; he had to keep it low-key in front of Old Li.

Recently, it wasn't Shen Guodong who sent clothes to the leaders, but Luo Yun, whose mouth was even better at talking.

Was a steel mill enough for Shen Guodong to earn money?

How could that be? How many cadres were there in the steel mill? What he was thinking about was all of Beijing—no, all the cadre groups within the influence of the steel mill.

You look at whether Li Xuewu is dressed neatly or not, whether he has style or not; you look at your factory's leaders, as long as you learn to dress, he makes money.

What the superior likes, the subordinate will surely follow.

Every time the steel mill visited other units, it would bring a wave of advertising effects for such administrative suits, and there would always be people from other units secretly asking the accompanying secretary: Where did you buy this outfit?

To date, Shen Guodong didn't know how many corporate unified orders and collective orders he had received, and the sewing machines of the inmates at the First Detention Center were smoking.

If you want to talk about low production costs and high profits for clothes, you have to look at how much capital the First Detention Center had!

The manual production cost of a shirt was approximately equal to two mouthfuls of rice and two mouthfuls of radish soup.

Low cost meant more profit? Not necessarily!

Look at the new patterns Shen Guodong came up with according to Li Xuewu's requirements!

New patterns every year, new patterns every year; first send them to the leaders to wear, and those below will definitely follow suit and change; how could they not have four or five sets for all four seasons?

Shen Guodong made a fortune from the business that made Li Huai De jealous; Li Xuewu didn't dare to brag about it, he had to keep it low-key in front of Old Li.

Ao Yuhua came out of the office, glad she had intercepted the leader, walked over, and quickly reported, "Director Li, news came from the city; Deputy Director Liu wants to make an appointment with you for a talk, still about the land."

"It's been so long, and only now is there a reaction?" Li Huai De's face turned gloomy from the joy just now, "No time!"

After speaking, he ignored the embarrassed Ao Yuhua and walked down the stairs. Li Haiyang, who was following, was so scared he didn't dare to speak.

Ao Yuhua looked at Li Xuewu with a difficult expression; only he could persuade Director Li now.

"Deputy Director Li, look at this..."

"You should call the city first and say that Director Li has to talk about cooperation with the French businessmen this morning, and wants to meet Deputy Director Liu at the International Hotel this afternoon."

Li Xuewu gently pressed Ao Yuhua's arm and instructed, "Be tactful in your tone; just say that our other leaders are not at home, and the leader is busy running around, and we'd like to invite Deputy Director Liu and the others to dinner in the evening."

"Good, good, I know. It has to be you!" Ao Yuhua said with a bitter smile, "When Director Li gets angry, I don't know what to do."

"Just arrange it like that; if there are any new situations, just call the International Hotel."

Li Xuewu gave an instruction and gestured downstairs, "The leader isn't angry at you, don't mind it. I'll go down first; don't keep them waiting."

"Good, good, I'll call you once I've arranged it!"

Ao Yuhua sent Li Xuewu two steps to the stairwell, watched him walk downstairs quickly, and then walked back.

"Did the leader agree?"

Secretary Xiao Hu, who came out of the comprehensive office, asked in surprise. She had a good relationship with Deputy Director Ao, so she understood the matter just now.

Ao Yuhua shook her head slightly, "Deputy Director Li agreed, saying he would invite Deputy Director Liu and the others from the city to the International Hotel to meet this afternoon."

"Ah? It was Deputy Director Li, he..."

Xiao Hu said in surprise, "Director Li was angry, right? If he makes a scene, will it..."

"Rest assured, as long as Deputy Director Li agrees, there will be absolutely no problem."

Ao Yuhua sighed, "I was really worried that the leader would lose his temper and make this matter awkward."

Xiao Hu raised her eyebrows, "Everyone says Deputy Director Li has influence in the factory; I've finally seen it today."

"Who told you that?"

Ao Yuhua's expression, which was just gentle, suddenly became serious. She looked at Xiao Hu and instructed, "You're still young; don't easily believe some people."

"Ah, I'm sorry, Deputy Director Ao!"

Xiao Hu saw the leader change her face and quickly followed to explain, "I just heard them say it casually; I didn't mean anything else."

"I can understand you, but if this sentence spreads, and it reaches Deputy Director Li's ears..."

Ao Yuhua stood at the office door and looked at Xiao Hu, saying, "You graduated from high school, have a good foundation, and have good cultural quality. Since you were assigned to the office, you should cherish the opportunity you have now."

"Especially, you should learn with an open mind, listen more, watch more, and do more; don't learn from those old oil-slickers!"

"I'm sorry, Leader, I know. I won't talk like that next time."

Xiao Hu nodded shamefully, "I will definitely learn more from you and take you as my role model."

"If you really want to learn, observe more how Deputy Director Li speaks and handles things."

Ao Yuhua was a classmate of Xiao Hu's mother, so she took good care of her.

She reminded her now, "Look at Director Li's secretary, Li Haiyang; every time Deputy Director Li speaks, isn't he listening and learning seriously!"

She pointed at Xiao Hu and said, "All those old oil-slickers in your office combined don't equal Li Haiyang's intelligence; you have to learn more from smart people!"

"I know, Leader!"

Xiao Hu smiled sweetly with a harmless face, made a serious promise, and then went to the office.

Ao Yuhua stood at the office door and looked at the back of her old friend's daughter, shaking her head slightly.

She's not big, but she has quite a few schemes!

A fool can't survive in this bureaucracy; I'm afraid she would have been pitted and played to death by others long ago.

Such a young girl, only seventeen, and she already knew how to stir up trouble in front of her!

What does it mean that Deputy Director Li has influence in the factory? The person who said this is either stupid or bad.

What does it mean to say this in front of her? Is it to let her stand in opposition to Li Xuewu and play schemes?

Is this pitting Li Xuewu, or pitting her!

Look at Ding Zigui, the director of the Management Committee; does he dare to play schemes in front of Li Xuewu? An old lady eating arsenic, tired of living?

How many people in the building dare to stand up to Director Li's temper and arrange work!

The new generation who hasn't seen Li Xuewu show his power is truly a two-hundred-and-fifty!

Do those old oil-slickers who have seen the Tiger of the Security Department drag the former deputy factory director off the car and handcuff him dare to say these things about Li Xuewu?

Ao Yuhua knew her position very well. Regardless of how many deputy directors there were in this Management Committee, Li Xuewu was always the most transcendent one, the one with more power than the director himself.

So she never had any intention of competing with Li Xuewu; she completely treated Li Xuewu as a leader, and he was indeed a factory leader.

The factory's economic and trade office, technical office, and construction office all had Li Director as the director, and the deputy directors of the three offices, besides the deputy director of the factory management committee, were Li Xuewu, the deputy director of the committee office.

He also presided over the formulation of factory office systems, operating specifications, safety management, and disciplinary supervision systems; who had this power?

Even Ding Zigui couldn't get into these main work offices; if he could sit on equal footing with the factory leaders, what was he if not a factory leader!

I really can't understand, are all the young people who just joined so reckless?

"Just told Deputy Director Ao to invite Deputy Director Liu and the others from the city to come to the International Hotel to meet this afternoon."

When Li Xuewu came out of the building, the motorcade was ready, and everyone was waiting in the cars, including Li Huai De.

Li Haiyang stood by the open car door, waiting for Li Xuewu to get in before closing it, then trotted to the front passenger seat, and the motorcade moved forward.

There was only one person in the Red Star Factory who could make the factory management committee director wait, and that was Li Xuewu.

And there was only one person in the Red Star Factory who could make Director Li change his mind, and that was still Li Xuewu!

In the car, Li Haiyang didn't even dare to turn his head when he heard the leader losing his temper behind him; he could only listen.

"Tell me, what is their attitude!"

Li Huai De frowned and said angrily, "Playing the game of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge? He's playing it on my head, Li Huai De!"

"Calm down. I think this demolition work might not be so easy to do; the city must have its difficulties, even if there are some little thoughts."

Li Xuewu advised him, "We can't be the one who refuses to communicate. Originally, we were in the right, but that would make us in the wrong."

"I think they have no sincerity or attitude! How many days has it been!"

Li Huai De said angrily, "Even if the work is difficult, isn't there even a word of communication?"

"I think, this week or more, the city is not only busy coordinating work."

Li Xuewu gently patted his arm and reminded him, "The movements above are also very large; it is estimated that they are afraid of both ends, not daring to make big moves."

"I know Liu Xiangqian's little thoughts—"

Li Huai De raised his head slightly and said, "He just wants to drag it out, to ease the situation of this matter, wanting to wait for the attention from above to lighten before dealing with it."

"But he can afford to wait, can we afford to wait? Once the machines on the construction site turn and ring, the white silver is scattered out; who will take responsibility if it can't be recovered!"

"I think, give him a step down."

Li Xuewu suggested, "If he comes to the International Hotel today, it proves his attitude is there, and your face is also saved."

"When talking, don't be angry; just listen to what he has to say. If it doesn't work, we'll move again!"

He said with a smile, "This time we invited Mr. Z to come; next time we will invite ***!"

"Heh—you really dare to say that!"

Li Huai De was also amused by him, glanced at him, and asked, "You don't really think Mr. Z was invited by me, do you?"

"If I had that ability, I wouldn't be suffering this grievance here! Wouldn't I have knocked on the door already?"

"It's not worth getting angry about this matter. Now it's time for tug-of-war; it's not about who has more momentum, but who has more endurance."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and reminded, "Do you think they can sit still? They can't sit still either!"

"Steel Institute, Credit Union, Textile Factory, you led the team to negotiate three major projects in one week!"

He gently patted Li Huai De's arm and said with a smile, "A few leaders go to other provinces again; tell me, who can hear this and not be confused? Hahaha!"

"Hahaha—!"

Li Huai De saw that Li Xuewu had seen through this move of his and laughed proudly.

The city dared to play a trick on him, so he dared to pay them back in their own coin, coming with a retreat as an advance, step by step.

Now the city is greeting to talk, it must be the pressure from somewhere, making them have to talk; if they wait any longer, it will really be a long night with many dreams.

Li Haiyang, sitting in the front passenger seat, heard the leader's laughter and didn't even dare to turn his head; he could only offer the water cup and cast his admiring gaze at Li Xuewu.

It's useless to be influential in the factory; it's only useful to be influential in front of Director Li.

The motorcade shuttled through the city streets, turned a few corners into Dongjiaomin Lane, and then turned into the courtyard of the International Hotel.

"Leader! Welcome, welcome—"

Zhang Songying waited at the car door according to habit, but this time she was wrong; it was Li Xuewu who got off from this side.

"The leader is on the other side, hurry—!"

"Hahaha—!"

Three cars stopped at the entrance, and the cadres who got off one after another laughed when they heard Li Xuewu's words.

Zhang Songying knew Li Xuewu was helping her resolve the awkward situation, and she reacted now, "You're just watching me make a fool of myself!"

"Is Deputy Director Li not a leader?"

Li Huai De got off the car and didn't care that Zhang Songying had mistaken the direction; he moved a position inside while waiting for Li Xuewu to get on the car.

He teased Zhang Songying with Li Xuewu's joke, "Hurry up and admit your mistake and apologize; be careful that Deputy Director Li will give you small shoes to wear!"

"Deputy Director Li wouldn't do that! Hee hee!"

Zhang Songying looked at Li Xuewu with a smile, walked to Director Li, and said, "I'm afraid of making you unhappy; I'm afraid you'll give me small shoes to wear!"

Female cadres, especially female cadres responsible for reception work, must be able to let go and talk.

Don't be shy, and don't be ashamed to joke with leaders; even if it's a little colorful, no one will care, as this belongs to private interaction.

You look at the reception offices of various departments; there are always female cadres who can handle the scene, looking flowery, but in reality, it's not as chaotic as you imagine.

This is a kind of work; the young waiter in the noodle shop has to learn to shout, let alone those who do service work; they have to be able to talk.

Li Huai De pointed at her with a smile and said to Li Xuewu, "What a sharp tongue; it's a waste to put her here; go back to the propaganda department."

"If I'm transferred, I'll be transferred to the committee office; can I be your secretary? Hahaha—!"

Zhang Songying was truly able to let go, gently holding Li Huai De's arm, joking with a sense of proportion.

Li Haiyang, who was beside Li Huai De, complained, "Deputy General Manager Zhang, don't steal my rice bowl!"

"Hahaha—!"

The morning sun was just right, and the city was far from as noisy as later generations, but there was laughter in front of the International Hotel, without any tension of negotiation.

Everyone laughed, but while envying Zhang Songying's ability to be left and right in front of the leaders, they also envied Li Haiyang's growth speed.

Following the leader, one learns quickly; how many years has he followed the leader? Look at this eye for detail and eloquence; it's truly nothing to say.

A complaint, calling her Deputy General Manager Zhang, but it praised everyone present.

Whoever sees Li Haiyang can't help but say in their heart that the young man has a future.

Zhang Songying welcomed Li Huai De into the lobby and went to the reception room, while the accompanying negotiation cadres went directly to the negotiation conference room to prepare.

Li Xuewu didn't walk in, but sat on the sofa in the lobby to wait for the French businessmen.

Li Huai De naturally wouldn't come out to greet the other party; it had to be Li Xuewu who came forward to do this.

And the director of the foreign affairs office, Sha Qizhi, also sat down with him to wait.

"I was just saying, how come I saw the leader coming down from the other side, and almost recognized the wrong person."

"I was waiting for me at the unit; the city called, and I was delayed for a while."

Li Xuewu spread out his notebook on his knees and asked casually, "How is the work going now?"

"Waiting for your criticism and correction."

Sha Qizhi said with a smile, "I contacted Xiaoli several times to make an appointment to report to you, but Xiaoli said you were busy, and there was never a suitable opportunity."

See, when the leader asks you how your work status is, you know how to answer, right?

Don't use "it's okay," "it's passable," or "it's just like that" to answer; it's too disrespectful to the leader, and you don't take yourself seriously!

The leader asking you is caring about you, not your family's chef asking you: Young Master, how is the food today?

This level of answer can't be considered flattery at all; what's there to be embarrassed about?

On one hand, it expresses the intention to ask the leader for advice, and on the other hand, it proves that you really contacted the leader, but just didn't get a response.

Li Xuewu knew about his appointment; it wasn't that Peng Xiaoli blocked Sha Qizhi from seeing him, but that he instructed Peng Xiaoli to refuse.

Sha Qizhi had just arrived at his new post and was in a state of high spirits, and it was the time when he needed to show his work ability.

Whatever you say to him now, he won't listen; he is completely in an excited state.

It is to wait for a period of time for him to slowly digest what he has gained and obtained during this period, before he can feel what he has lost and what he lacks.

Only when you care about him at this time and teach him can it be considered a true friend, and the efficiency will be twice the result with half the effort.

Li Xuewu looked at the notes in his hand and said, "You have a lot of enthusiasm for work; I've heard about it, often working overtime?"

"Yes, there were many things in the previous period."

Sha Qizhi nodded and said embarrassedly, "Mainly because after the foreign businessmen left, the business still needed to be connected to the sales office; it was a new department, and I didn't dare to let go too much."

He knew Li Xuewu's work habits; basically, he didn't want to work overtime, nor would he arrange for his subordinates to work overtime and stay up late to rush work.

This sentence might be caring about him, or it might be criticizing him, but he didn't dare to think it was praising him.

Li Xuewu looked up at him and asked, "Your wife didn't quarrel with you, did she?"

"Hehe, it's okay; she understands me quite well."

Sha Qizhi pinched his nose and said with some sweat, "She told me to seize the opportunity, not to regret it, and not to hurt my body."

"Mm, as long as you know."

Li Xuewu looked at him and said, "Work will never be finished. If you do it, the comrades below will do less, but how much more can you do?"

"Still, you have to trust your comrades and give them more opportunities to learn and train."

He closed the notebook, stood up, patted his shoulder, and said, "Don't let down your lover's heart, and don't let down the organization's heavy trust."

"Leader, haven't you been served tea yet?"

Zhang Songying came out of the corridor and followed up when she saw Li Xuewu stand up to go out.

She said with a smile, "The waiters are taking turns attending remedial classes, and there is a shortage of manpower, so the service quality has declined; please don't mind."

"We are our own family, no need to talk about two families; there's nothing to mind." Li Xuewu looked back at her and asked, "Did you receive the study materials?"

"Yes, a whole big box; it's enough for us to study for a while."

The catering supervisor of the International Hotel asked Li Xuewu to help purchase some study materials from outside half a month ago, and they really arrived.

Zhang Songying said with a smile, "Zhao Yuying is as excited as anything, holding those books like treasures; she warns anyone who wants to borrow them."

"Mm, I asked a friend for them; he's not a professional either, so you should screen them."

Li Xuewu stood in the foyer and instructed, "Take the essence and discard the dross; don't learn everything, and don't lose the core values."

"Don't worry, I'm also organizing a special team to organize these materials into textbooks and materials, and then distribute them to the comrades for study after review."

Zhang Songying was very steady in her work and wasn't someone who would mess around.

"The car is here, Deputy Director Li."

Sha Qizhi reminded him softly, and took the lead to step down the steps to direct the reception office to welcome the motorcade.

Li Xuewu stood in the foyer until the other party's car stopped steadily before walking down.

It just happened that the other party got off the car and stood steadily, and the two sides shook hands together.

The person who came naturally couldn't be Chantal; she couldn't return from France in four days.

"Hello, Mr. Li; this is Mr. William Robin, Vice President of the Saint-Aya Commercial Group."

The foreign businessman's secretary introduced Li Xuewu, and the person arranged by Sha Qizhi also introduced Li Xuewu to the other party.

The person was very tall, looking to be in his forties or fifties, with graying hair, but not looking old.

When foreigners are young, you can still estimate their approximate age, but in their forties or fifties, it's hard to distinguish, especially for such old gentlemen who know how to maintain themselves.

The translator of the foreign affairs office was very talented, with good French; when introducing Li Xuewu, he used the title of Vice President, which was exactly the same as the other party.

It has to be said that people in this era weren't all honest; there were also such clever and opportunistic people.

When the other party shook hands with Li Xuewu, he didn't pay too much attention, but when he heard that this young man was actually a Vice President, his attitude changed immediately.

It was very simple; if Li Xuewu was also in his forties or fifties, even if he was thirty, he wouldn't have shown such strong goodwill.

At first glance, he was only twenty-something; in the mainland at this time, to serve as a Vice President of a large trust enterprise, what kind of identity must he have?

Yes, William Robin was more concerned about Li Xuewu's identity, not his ability to sit in this position; he was used to it in Western countries.

He didn't look down on this young man at all; on the contrary, he showed more respect.

In France, you can provoke a professional manager, but you absolutely cannot offend a young capital heir with a deep family background.

The younger they are, the less they can be ignored; daring to put a young man in this position to train already proves that this young man is excellent enough.

If you doubt the intelligence of the decision-maker of this enterprise, you are doubting whether you have a brain when you cooperate with him.

First of all, he wouldn't doubt President Chantal's decision, let alone the investigation data provided by the Deputy Envoy.

A steel trust enterprise, even a large enterprise that wants to build a worker satellite city in Beijing, he didn't dare to grow his eyes to the top of his head.

Both sides ended the gibberish greetings in an atmosphere of mutual respect and friendliness, and walked into the lobby of the International Hotel hand in hand.

The translator kept translating the Chinese Li Xuewu spoke, which was an introduction to the historical background of the hotel and the current situation of the reception project.

Commercial negotiation is actually playing with hypocrisy, dodging, and winning with wisdom.

Old Li still fantasized about finishing the work in one battle and negotiating the cooperation today.

Chantal hadn't fully convinced the board of directors, so how could the final negotiation be carried out here?

Of course, it couldn't be said that the contact and meeting between the Saint-Aya Commercial Group and the steel mill were nonsense.

Commercial negotiations rarely complete the final agreement signing in one or two rounds; the bickering and egg-pulling will waste the first few rounds.

Plus mutual consultation and detailed investigation, it absolutely couldn't be finished in a month, and that was assuming there was a very strong intention to cooperate and both sides were in a hurry.

In the past, Li Xuewu presided over negotiations, many of which were negotiated in two or three times, and signed directly.

But that kind of situation wasn't suitable for international cooperation and formal commercial negotiation; that was the mutual exchange of brothers and units, colluding with each other, and having already winked at each other, negotiation was just clarifying it.

In the reception room, Li Xuewu introduced the other party to Li Huai De, and the other party's translator introduced Li Huai De to Robin.

Both sides sat on opposite sofas and said some nonsense without any nutrition, but after introducing some real situations, they moved to the conference room.

The real situation was that the President of the Saint-Aya Commercial Group was not in the mainland, but had flown back to the country to discuss the cooperation situation with the board of directors.

Another point was that William Robin could fully represent President Chantal in executing the negotiation work.

Finally, it was about the cooperation agreement; it had nothing to do with the board of directors' opinions and attitude; this was just the first meeting between the two sides, and it was just exchanging opinions and demands.

Li Huai De lost interest in speaking as soon as he heard the other party's words, sitting there watching the other party and Li Xuewu speak French and almost fell asleep.

The translator sitting behind him kept giving him simultaneous interpretation of the conversation between the two, but unfortunately, Li Huai De understood his Chinese but didn't quite understand the business content.

The serious atmosphere and enthusiastic communication in the venue only made Li Huai De believe more and more that Li Xuewu was his lucky star and his right-hand man.

He was also a fierce general who was indispensable in foreign trade work.

What foreign languages could Li Xuewu speak?

To say that sitting on a bench and scolding the Eight-Nation Alliance was impossible, but to show off a few tricks at the negotiation table, it was truly bluffing.

From the moment he came into contact with the other party, Li Xuewu spoke Chinese, and it was literary Chinese, almost making the other party's translator explode on the spot.

"Is it not a joy to have friends come from afar?" Just this one sentence, the other party's translator said a lot.

And William Robin saw that Li Xuewu only said a small sentence, but the translator said a long paragraph; he really suspected that the translation work was watered down.

Especially seeing the translator sweating on his forehead, he almost asked the President's office to change the translator.

Until sitting at the negotiation table, Li Xuewu completely stunned Robin with fluent French.

No! Buddy, if you can speak French, why did you talk so much nonsense just now!

Is it very interesting!

Of course it's interesting; this is called attacking the unprepared, catching them off guard, hitting your unexpected defense.

From the moment Li Xuewu sat at the negotiation table, he took the initiative, frequently attacking from trade, production, technology, equipment, construction, and other aspects, almost hanging the other party up and beating them.

Especially since he had systematic communication with Chantal, he had a comprehensive grasp of the cooperation content between the two sides and also grasped the rhythm.

Do you think it was sincere that the other party said the President wasn't here as soon as they met, and that he only came to represent the group to solicit and exchange cooperation intentions today?

Li Xuewu didn't know if France had "Liaozhai," but he knew this one must be an old fox.

The meeting was considered smooth; William Robin was much more interested in Li Xuewu than in Li Huai De, especially the negotiation meeting presided over by Li Xuewu.

Both sides exchanged opinions on several aspects proposed by Li Xuewu, according to the cooperation demands proposed by Chantal, and initially determined the negotiation direction.

What to do next was water-grinding work; both sides issued terms and exchanged the cooperation intention letters prepared by each side before the end of the meeting.

This thing was purely asking for a sky-high price and paying back on the ground; you tear off all the condition pages in front of the document handed over by the other party and use them as toilet paper, only keeping the last page for the next meeting.

At the reception banquet held at noon, both sides were very restrained and didn't discuss work content.

Li Xuewu, as the host, completely mastered the rhythm of the banquet, using a few small jokes to activate the awkward atmosphere of language barriers.

Of course, he naturally wouldn't joke about the other party's national flag, let alone joke about the other party's hands raised high; that would become an international joke.

The French aren't very humorous; if you want to talk about humor in Western European countries, you have to count Germany; German jokes are true humorous art.

Li Xuewu had contact with the German reporter he saw at the International Hotel last time.

He told Li Xuewu the four questions and answers that the French hate to hear the most:

1. How many people are needed to guard Paris?

Answer: Don't know, because no one has tried it yet.

2. Who is the champion of the Tour de France?

Answer: The 7th Armored Division.

3. How to make French tanks move forward?

Answer: Hit it from behind.

4. What will the French do after winning the war?

Answer: Close your eyes and sleep again.

Li Xuewu was just in a good mood today and didn't encounter the French pride.

If the other party really dared to show off in front of him, he really wouldn't mind giving the other party a lesson.

After the noon banquet, Li Huai De and Li Xuewu sent the French guests away and rested upstairs for a while, while the steel mill's negotiation personnel returned to the factory to work.

The two of them were still waiting for Liu Xiangqian from the city here; just as they arrived at the International Hotel, Deputy Director Ao of the factory gave news that Deputy Director Liu of the city agreed to come here to meet and talk.

Li Huai De didn't have a smooth lunch of French food; after sending the other party away and returning to the room, he called Li Xuewu to have a bowl of sliced noodles each, and then rested.

Li Xuewu had the habit of taking a nap, so his energy in the afternoon was better.

Li Huai De was purely for better energy in the evening; he had been feeling powerless recently.

Just now in the room, while Li Haiyang was out, he quietly told him to get something fierce.

Li Xuewu looked at him and grinned; at this age, is it worth working so hard?

The other party is a young man under twenty; since the quality can't reach the requirements, can't some improvements be implemented in technology?

The machine is aging seriously; just increasing the power isn't a good thing; overdrawing life to do business, isn't this idle and egg-hurting?

Old Li is truly down-to-earth with him, saying whatever he has, and he doesn't avoid the doctor.

Zhou Miaomiao found a partner, which made Old Li feel very faceless, but he couldn't stop the other party because he couldn't give her any promises.

Being together is completely like-minded, so just give each other what they want.

But Old Li is a person who wants face; he didn't care about Zhou Miaomiao before, but since the other party had a partner, he always had the idea of comparison.

The more anxious, the worse it gets; the worse it gets, the more anxious; it's a vicious cycle. Now he doesn't even dare to see Zhou Miaomiao, always feeling a bit unable to hold his head up.

Li Xuewu listened to Old Li telling him about the unspeakable difficulties of middle-aged men, and really wanted to buckle the noodle bowl on his head; it's not stubbornness!

Fists fear the young and strong; even if he eats immortal pills, he can't compare to young people; isn't this making a cocoon for himself?

Li Xuewu will still give him the medicinal wine, just slightly increase the dosage; but can't just use medicinal wine; isn't this becoming dependent?

If you want to talk about technology, where would Li Xuewu know those dirty things? He is upright and a gentleman, and would never do that kind of thing.

But he taught Old Li to learn more from professional technical personnel; there are many reformed technical personnel in the alleys, so ask the secretary to go over and ask for a few tricks.

Regaining youth is impossible, but regaining confidence is possible; it's nothing more than emotional value.

Old Li's hobbies are just that low-brow; he's terrible at mahjong, but he has good sportsmanship—when he loses, he doesn't get angry, doesn't slam the tiles, and doesn't curse.

He has poor technology in dating, but he has good character; he definitely does what he promises to do, and absolutely doesn't agree to what he can't give, let alone delay other people's normal lives.

He only encountered Waterloo on Liu Lan; it was really because the other party drilled into a dead end; it wasn't that he wanted to force Liu Lan to death.

Old Li is bad, but not evil; he doesn't dare to joke about human life, let alone joke about himself.

Li Xuewu can feel that Old Li still cares about Liu Lan's death; at least he didn't calmly mention this name again, avoiding it.

He has no shame, but he truly has selfishness; according to Zhou Yao, Liu Lan's three children were quietly arranged by Li Huai De to be adopted by others.

In this era, good people are not easy to be; it's impossible for Old Li not to pay a price to truly adopt three children.

Can you say he has virtue?

Then can you say he has no virtue?

He is just a type of opportunist that will inevitably appear in this era. ===== CHAPTER 1083 =====