Chapter 1101: You can also choose not to cooperate

"Ah, very good, the young man is quite spirited, congratulations, congratulations—"

Little Jin is also sensible. When she came to send the invitation to Li Xuewu, she specially brought her partner.

As soon as she entered the office, she pulled her partner to bow and thank Li Xuewu, her tears falling with excitement.

Li Xuewu hurriedly stood up to support the two, and let them sit on the sofa.

He cared about Little Jin's situation after returning home, as well as the two's preparation for the wedding, and sent blessings to the two again.

Little Jin also knew he was busy, only sat for five minutes, then stood up with her partner, thanked Li Xuewu again, and then left.

Peng Xiaoli sent the two to the stairwell on the third floor. He had become familiar with Little Jin in the past few days because he had communicated with her on behalf of Li Xuewu many times regarding the newspaper matter.

Standing at the corner of the stairs, watching the young couple go downstairs, he then walked back.

Met Sun Jian coming out of the office, and even asked him two questions.

Peng Xiaoli's mouth had been trained long before he became Li Xuewu's secretary.

He couldn't say he could attack Sun Jian, but he could definitely defend. Even if he had suffered a loss at the other party's hands once, he wasn't someone who had no reputation.

He explained to the other party with a smile, half-true and half-false. Hearing Sun Jian smile and say that Little Jin was really capable, a really smart person, not comparable to ordinary girls, he also praised her with a smile.

After returning to the office and sitting in his seat, he couldn't help but shake his head with a light laugh.

Little Jin, who was just sent away, was of course capable, and of course a smart person. Would an ordinary person think of finding a leader to help through connections because of this kind of thing?

Would an ordinary person dare to come to find the leader again after being frustrated?

Not afraid that the leader would lose face and be unhappy?

Would an ordinary person dare to listen to Li Xuewu's words, and really write down what she had when told to?

I'm afraid even a smart girl wouldn't dare to do such a thing. She needs courage and thinking.

Look at today again, the behavior of taking the initiative to send good news and wedding candy to Li Xuewu—could an ordinary person think of a deeper purpose?

My marriage matter was handled by Division Chief Li, I thank him, and he also remembered me.

In work, not only did she have contact with Li Xuewu, but she also had good fortune out of misfortune in the unit, having more connections and fame.

At home, because of her brave performance this time, she completely conquered her parents' home and her mother-in-law's home, and wouldn't be aggrieved on either side in the future.

Finally, there is her lover. Bringing him to Li Xuewu's office for a turn, letting him know her ability in the factory, and also letting him know how much she paid for this marriage.

Otherwise, why would Peng Xiaoli know that this girl had a ruthless streak as soon as he saw Jin Ling? She really dared to agree to the leader's arrangement.

I'm afraid the leader also saw her "progressiveness" and courage, which is why he gave her the opportunity to get into the newspaper, allowing her to not only solve personal problems but also have advanced performance in the factory.

So many things cannot be calculated so clearly, and it is impossible to be comprehensive.

Only this kind of calmness in the face of danger, proper handling of affairs, and adaptability is the main melody of work.

Of course, Little Jin's matter is not a big deal here in Li Xuewu's place. The reason Peng Xiaoli pays attention to her is also because of his feelings, feeling it's interesting.

Learn while working, work while learning.

Little Jin's matter is over, but the wind caused by Little Jin is not over yet.

May 24th, Saturday.

Li Xuewu was on the phone in his office with the Political Group Leader Wei Zaike, simply communicating about the cadre rectification work of the two factories that were merged.

Peng Xiaoli stood at the door and knocked lightly, moved aside to invite the visitors into the room.

It was Ren Xiaoyu and two middle-aged cadres in white shirts who walked in.

Li Xuewu signaled to the phone in his hand to Ren Xiaoyu, waved his hand to invite them to sit on the sofa.

Ren Xiaoyu smiled and waved his hand, signaling him to be busy first, then greeted the two who followed to sit down, and personally went to the tea cabinet to choose tea leaves.

Actually, what he chose wasn't tea leaves, but relationships.

This action already indicated that his relationship with Li Xuewu was very good, and it was done for the two who followed to see.

Peng Xiaoli was very nimble in making tea for several people and served it on the coffee table.

The cadre who was a bit bald should be the person in charge, and smiled and thanked Peng Xiaoli softly.

However, his ears were also pricked up, listening to the phone call Li Xuewu was making.

The phone technology in this era is very average, and one can hear the sound on the phone vaguely from the sofa side.

Although they couldn't hear clearly, the visitors could be sure that Li Xuewu wasn't putting on airs to fool them.

But the more they listened, the more surprised they were in their hearts. What was being talked about on the phone were all organizational issues, especially regarding cadre assessment and appointment.

Before coming, they had made full preparations and investigations, but after sitting here, they still couldn't help but feel guilty, very afraid that today's talk would be ruined.

If it were an ordinary Deputy Division-level cadre, they could handle it no matter what. At worst, they would put a little pressure on the Red Star Factory, making the other party take the initiative to talk, right? Big and small kings still have to be distinguished.

However, Deputy Director Liu just suffered a setback here a while ago. No one felt they were more awesome than Deputy Director Liu, or more powerful than Deputy Division Chief Zhang who was defeated at Micheng, so they came.

Things always have to be solved. Surface problems are easy to solve, so solve surface problems first. Didn't Little Jin's marriage certificate get issued?

The problem of Red Star Factory employees getting married is not easy to solve, so make a surprise attack, solve the problems that can be solved first, right? At least get moving first.

Only when work is done can there be an attitude, and then later things will be easier to talk about.

Of course, they didn't expect Li Xuewu or Little Jin to publish another article to praise them.

It's better to handle this matter coldly, as long as it ensures that there won't be any more waves here, don't come again with a big girl or a young man writing something like "I want to have a home, there is him at home, during the day..."

They also carefully studied the situation here, it's not that they didn't seek opinions from others, it's just that they couldn't contact the Red Star Factory side.

Ren Xiaoyu, who had found them through connections at the beginning, was also sitting on wax, angry and didn't want to pay attention to them, but they were all in the same courtyard, looking up and seeing each other, they would meet sooner or later.

So even if he was angry and unwilling, he still responded to the other party's pleading and brought them here.

Of course, they couldn't come empty-handed, and it couldn't be a rash visit.

Before coming, they had already called Li Xuewu. What they brought was not only sincerity, but also an opinion book for their work. The attitude must be good.

Meeting such a guy who doesn't talk about martial arts and strikes ruthlessly, what tricks can they have.

This matter had to be talked about on the other party's territory, and they had to be prepared to humbly accept criticism. Who knows how the other party will get angry later.

Young and in a position—correct, not just promising, but also in a position, so naturally, they must be young and vigorous.

So the two followed Ren Xiaoyu here and were very cautious and careful, making full preparations.

Unfortunately, all their preparations were done for a blind person to see.

"Oh, sorry~ sorry~"

As soon as Li Xuewu finished the call, he stood up from behind the desk and apologized repeatedly.

Even though he only delayed for less than three minutes, he still told Wei Zaike at the end of the phone that he had something to do here, which can be called polite and courteous.

This actually surprised and astonished them. They thought it would be how arrogant a young man, or how explosive a temper he would have to use such decisive means.

Speaking like this, greeting like this, and shaking hands like this, really made them unable to figure it out.

The preparations they made when they left the unit seemed to be of no use—!

"Zhang Yaowen, Deputy Director of Civil Affairs, Han Bixian, Deputy Director of the District."

Ren Xiaoyu introduced to Li Xuewu with a smile, and then introduced the two to him: "This is Comrade Li Xuewu whom I mentioned to you two."

"Oh, it really surprised me!"

Zhang Yaowen shook Li Xuewu's hand and sighed with a smile: "When I came, I was still thinking about what kind of person I would see today."

"Deputy Director Ren also told us that you are young and promising. This really put us in it—"

Han Bixian held Li Xuewu's hand and said: "Nice to meet you, Division Chief Li."

"Welcome you two to be guests at my place."

Li Xuewu smiled and greeted them to sit, and at the same time signaled to Ren Xiaoyu and asked jokingly: "Deputy Director Ren didn't say bad things about me, right?"

"Hahaha—!"

Seeing Li Xuewu so humorous, Zhang Yaowen and the other knew he was a decent person.

Actually, it's also true. Being able to sit in this position at such a young age, he must have certain means and abilities.

The times are changing, don't dare to underestimate the heroes of the world, that's the truth.

"How would I dare to say bad things about you?"

Ren Xiaoyu said with a smile: "I'm afraid of you now. What if you write an article in the newspaper to scold me?"

"Hahaha—" Li Xuewu laughed and waved his hand: "If you want to say bad things about me, I don't have the ability of Mr. Lu Shuren!"

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying: "I don't need to find a newspaper, just tell our Sister Xie that you are bullying people."

"Stop mentioning it, I haven't slept in a bed for several days, isn't it because of your matter!"

Ren Xiaoyu took a cigarette from the coffee table and lit it, saying with a wry smile: "Your Sister Xie said that if this matter isn't solved well and people can't get married, I won't have the right to sleep in a bed."

"Blame us, it's our work that wasn't done in place, adding trouble to you."

Han Bixian came with an attitude. Ren Xiaoyu had already guided the topic in this direction, and Li Xuewu had picked up the conversation, so he had to catch it.

So he first cleverly expressed his apology, and then took the responsibility onto himself.

Everyone sitting here is an old machine, and basically understands what is being said, no need to be so straightforward.

Since Han Bixian took the responsibility, there was no big problem on Zhang Yaowen's side.

It was also testing Li Xuewu to see what his attitude was.

After all, Ren Xiaoyu found Zhang Yaowen earlier, meaning to help coordinate the civil affairs problem of the Red Star Factory, which is considered handling things through relationships.

As a result, Zhang Yaowen was afraid of taking responsibility and kept dragging it without handling it.

Ren Xiaoyu urged twice without seeing any movement, and was embarrassed to call Li Xuewu back, so he was looking for other connections, not expecting Li Xuewu to get anxious.

Once this table was flipped, no one could eat their meal, all damn stand at attention.

Li Xuewu didn't care whether this matter was solved in the city or in the district.

He wasn't angry, it wasn't worth fighting for face with anyone, or saying he wanted this energy.

"That day at the meeting in the conference room, Comrade Little Jin, oh, right, that is the person involved."

Li Xuewu explained, then continued: "The cadre from the neighborhood office where Comrade Little Jin is located came to find me, saying they wanted to apologize, saying they shouldn't have sent that opinion letter."

Seeing Han Bixian wanting to speak, he nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, there is no saying who is big and who is small between two units, who is more and who is less. Sending a letter according to the actual work situation is no problem."

"Our Deputy Director Ao came down and told me that the comrade from the neighborhood office went to apologize to Little Jin and also indicated that they would help her handle this matter well."

"This is very good, who doesn't make mistakes, right?"

"Oh, still have to say you have measure, think about problems comprehensively, unlike us, wrongly understanding the policies and guidelines above, really—"

Han Bixian made a gesture and said: "After the fact, we also reviewed ourselves, traced the source, and saw where the problem was."

"Thinking must be improved, service awareness must be enhanced, and learning must also be strengthened."

Zhang Yaowen took the conversation and said: "Not only them below, we have also started rectification and investigation here, and must clear out the problems."

"Hmm, this is indeed a problem."

Li Xuewu heard the two express their attitude, nodded and said: "The Sister Xie mentioned just now, that is Ren Deputy Director's wife, and our former Personnel Division Chief."

He made an introduction first. Although the people sitting here understand it in their hearts, he must point it out and make the problem clear.

"Division Chief Xie has been transferred to our United Savings Bank. Before handing over, she wanted to handle this matter well and solve the difficulties of factory employees getting married. It's a pity, there was no way in the end."

Li Xuewu spread his hands and said: "She was anxious to hand over and go to work at the bank, really couldn't wait, so she could only hand this work to me."

"She was thinking about this matter, caring about the personal life problems of factory employees."

Watching Zhang Yaowen and the other nod to show understanding, he continued: "Of course we have procedures and rules for doing things."

"It's just that I didn't expect Little Jin to be anxious, wrote such an article, crying and telling me, saying she wanted to fight for a breath, to see what exactly she did wrong, and what problems weren't cleared up."

"Sigh—actually, such brave girls are rare, most of them just fly apart."

Li Xuewu said with some emotion: "Hearing Division Chief Xie mention this matter to me, and saying a few examples, I also felt uncomfortable in my heart."

"It's our work that had a problem," Han Bixian said seriously: "We must admit this point, and we are already in the process of rectification."

He glanced at Zhang Yaowen, then guaranteed to Li Xuewu: "Don't worry, all audit work is now changed to new people, it must be service first, people first."

"Then of course I trust the organization," Li Xuewu said with a smile: "I also hope that all lovers in the world will eventually become family members."

"Still have to thank you for your support and understanding," Han Bixian shook Li Xuewu's hand and said: "Hearing you say this, we really didn't come in vain this time."

"Hahaha, it won't come to that, my relationship with Deputy Director Ren is still very good."

Li Xuewu smiled and signaled to Ren Xiaoyu beside him and said: "You two can come today, which shows that you attach great importance to this problem. I represent the lovers of the Red Star Factory and thank you two for your concern."

"Oh, oh, you say so, we are ashamed—"

Han Bixian said with a smile: "You also say sorry to the employees of the Red Star Factory on our behalf, and please continue to support our work."

"Should be, should be," Li Xuewu nodded with a smile: "Fate has a beginning and an end. Now that fate has come, the two of you are the matchmakers."

"Hahaha—then we won't disturb your work."

Zhang Yaowen stood up and shook hands with Li Xuewu, saying: "The Red Star Factory is developing well now. If there is anything about civil affairs in the future, you can come to find me. We are considered friends."

"Xuewu, Wenxue is my brother-in-law," Ren Xiaoyu introduced after the talk was finished: "So I can't help but be careful and exert effort for his matters, otherwise it would be like now."

He spread his hands with a smile: "Complaining at home, sleeping on the sofa, hahahaha—"

Zhang Yaowen works in the city, naturally knows more, and also knows Dong Wenxue.

Counting it up, the common relationship between Dong Wenxue and Ren Xiaoyu that can be called a sister is only that one.

So, Li Xuewu's identity has actually been said very clearly.

When he left, the enthusiasm on his face increased by a few points, and he waved his hands repeatedly not to let him send them off.

Young and promising is enough, not only does he have a set of speaking and handling things, but he also has a background. How can one not be enthusiastic about such a young man.

Saturday afternoon, the factory broadcast read out the advocacy for young men and women of marriageable age to form families at the appropriate time and jointly create a "Five Good Family".

"Parallel at the end of the month, or parallel now?"

Li Xuewu was reviewing a document, and a cadre from the Finance Division was standing opposite making an introduction.

"Start the parallel work now, and completely realize the online distribution of funds before the end of the month."

What the other party said was that the United Savings Bank officially began operations, opening personal savings accounts, that is, passbooks, for all employees of the Red Star Factory.

Starting from this month, the wages of all cadres and employees of the Red Star Factory will be allocated to personal accounts, realizing deposit and withdrawal by passbook.

Bill business is still uniformly managed and issued by the Finance Division. This work has its particularity, there is no so-called personal account storage.

Grain coupons, non-staple food coupons, etc., are themselves a kind of currency similar to limited-time currency. It does not have savings functions, let alone circulation functions, and can only be a one-sided consumption voucher.

That is to say, money can be exchanged, but bills are not allowed to be traded as currency at this time.

You built a house for Zhang San's family, he can give you 50 yuan, but he can't give you 50 jin of grain coupons. That's what it means.

The significance of the existence of bills is to ensure the average nature of material supply, let everyone have food to eat, have vegetables to eat, and realize basic guarantees.

The cadre from the Finance Division came here to report mainly because there were several documents that needed to be submitted to the leaders for review and decision.

Urgent, can't wait for the office process, so it can only be run by a special person.

Getting to Li Xuewu here means that the leader's side is basically no problem.

So you see the Finance Division cadre is very nervous when Li Xuewu looks at the documents and answers the questions he raised, fearing he would say where it's not appropriate.

"Pay attention to one problem."

Li Xuewu picked up his fountain pen and circled a paragraph, then drew a line to the blank space and said while writing: "In the early stage of policy promotion, it is inevitable that factory employees will have doubts and curiosity."

"For personal wage savings accounts, there must be a process of understanding and adaptation. Not only must full preparations be made, but the clarity and understanding of data and accounts must also be guaranteed."

He raised his head, looked at the other party and finally urged: "Those who open windows and open doors are doing mass work and serving the people."

"I don't want to hear that the masses reflect that our bank's work efficiency is poor, attitude is poor, service is poor, and I can't hear any low-level errors."

"Yes! Don't worry, I will definitely bring your opinions back to our leaders."

The other party responded cautiously to Li Xuewu's words, and then took the document from his hand.

Glancing at the opinions above in a hurry, he knew that this matter was likely done.

After sending the other party away, Peng Xiaoli walked back to tidy up the documents on the table and said with a smile: "Everyone in the organization says our factory is developing fast and well. I didn't see it before, but now I really feel it."

"Hehe—just because wages are issued to personal accounts?"

Li Xuewu lowered his head to look at the documents and said with a light laugh: "Don't tell me your wages are all saved in the brick cracks or mouse holes at home."

The savings concept of ordinary people in this era is actually quite interesting. They feel that it's troublesome to open an account and deposit money in the bank when they have little money, and they are embarrassed.

They also feel that if they have money in their hands, they won't panic in their hearts, so cash is held in their hands, tucked away, hidden, and they find places to hide money all over the house.

This is like the landlords of the past, in order to prevent chaos in the family in the future, or their descendants squandering the family property, or encountering bandits, they use jars to hold copper coins and bury them in the courtyard, dry wells, or latrines.

No matter the size, even the big nobles of the Qing Dynasty had the habit of hiding money.

So if you lived in ancient times, you could see that when the house was raided, the leader would hold the imperial edict and shout loudly to dig three feet into the ground.

This means telling the host family that if there is hidden money, confess quickly, leniency for confession, severity for resistance.

Anyway, whether you confess or not, those who raid the house will let people hold shovels and fine dogs to find them all over the courtyard. As long as they feel suspicious, they will dig down.

Landlords use jars to hold money, and nobles naturally use water vats and iron boxes, digging down and burying them, and there are still those that can't be found.

What they think is to leave it to their descendants. If the matter passes, dig it out, and the whole family will have a chance to make a comeback.

Chinese people are like this. When they are young, they must work hard for the sake of growing up; when they grow up, they must work hard for the sake of their children; when their children grow up, they still have to work hard for the sake of their descendants and family, and they have to leave room for their own future.

You say when you are old, don't you have to work hard anymore?

Keep dreaming! Thinking about beautiful things!

When you are old, you have to work even harder, thinking about your descendants and family, and you have to leave room for your own future after a hundred years.

So look, capable families and enterprises, none of them retire at fifty or sixty to travel around the mountains and water; aren't they all busy until the last moment?

Lying on the hospital bed with oxygen, at the moment of death, what they say is still serious business.

In this lifetime, when can you leave some time and leisure for yourself, smile well, rest well, and be a free person.

From time to time, especially in old-fashioned courtyards, when digging foundations to build houses, you can dig out a jar of money.

Some have been preserved underground for too long and rusted, and those descendants don't have the ability to dig them away, or they have long been forgotten.

When this person digs it out and looks at it, he smiles indifferently. Things that were treated like treasures when buried, placed in modern times, can be worth a few dollars.

Selling it as scrap, people don't even want it, disliking that this thing is neither bronze nor brass, and has copper rust.

You say ancient coins have high value?

Listen carefully, not all coins are valuable. The large amount of unearthed things just shows their widespread existence.

When they were buried, they were ordinary currency. After being dug out, they are still ordinary currency. There is no difference, they just can't circulate, and can be used as a keepsake for burial.

Hmm, it's hard to dig out and bury it back, that's what it means.

Now? Now it's the same.

There is no place to store cash at home, so they use plastic bags to pack it, or use something to tie it up and stuff it into mouse holes. Those with little money put it under the kang mat.

There are fun ones, burning the kang in winter, burning too much, the kang mat catches fire, and naturally the money catches fire too. The old lady claps her hands and cries, scolding her daughter-in-law for being brainless.

"My money doesn't need to be hidden in mouse holes, it's all in my mother's hands," Peng Xiaoli said with a wry smile while tidying up the documents: "Under the guise of helping me save it, waiting for marriage, hehe—"

"Isn't this what should be done?" Li Xuewu raised his head and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Afraid you will spend money indiscriminately, be extravagant, young people like face, without any restraint."

"You wouldn't have come over like this too, right?" Peng Xiaoli joked: "Your wages are much more than mine."

"Me? I'm not as good as you."

Li Xuewu lowered his head and introduced with a smile: "I left home at sixteen to be a soldier, was promoted on the front line at nineteen, and my subsidies were spent long ago."

"Carrying my luggage roll back from the south, when I got home, my father told me, nineteen years old, not raising me anymore, divide the family and let me live alone."

"This..."

Peng Xiaoli looked at Li Xuewu in surprise, not expecting the situation in the leader's family to be so complex.

Li Xuewu didn't raise his head and knew his astonished expression, and said frankly: "You think my father is heartless? Insisting on driving his son out?"

"No... I just think you just came back," Peng Xiaoli explained: "My parents are okay, they didn't treat me like this."

"Now you know the goodness of your parents?"

Li Xuewu said: "My father, he was afraid that the family would implicate me, and also afraid that my temper wouldn't get along with the family, and I would be angry again."

"When I came back, my eldest brother was already married, and the housing was a bit tight."

"Plus my temper is smelly, I caused trouble when I was young," Li Xuewu shook his head slightly: "My father forced me to divide the family."

"Is it because he knew you were assigned work?" Peng Xiaoli asked curiously: "Or because he knew you had subsidies in your hand? Can find a life for yourself?"

"You can say that. He works in the hospital, has this knowledge, and knows that those who transfer can be resettled."

Li Xuewu finished writing the document, raised his head and said: "Having many sons is a debt. As a father, you can't just spoil them with a kind face."

"I understand what you mean a little bit."

Peng Xiaoli took the document and said: "Thank you, leader, my brain hasn't been opened yet."

"Hehe, nothing, some past things," Li Xuewu looked at him and said: "You are already very good, I don't see any problems with your work."

Saying this, he looked at Peng Xiaoli and said again: "Care more about your parents, understand the hardships of being an old person."

"It's okay to have few children, it's not that hard, you can take care of everything, but if you have many children, it's hard to be fair."

Li Xuewu stood up, stretched his muscles and bones,

Can earn so much money, can command so many people to work, but he worships gods and Buddhas and clay lumps—is he stupid or spiritual?

"Your idea is okay, I'll talk to Zhang Wanhe later, let him set up a board, maybe he can make a lot of money."

"I was just teasing you. If you take it seriously and harm others, it's really a sin."

Li Xuewu curled his lips impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, those people Li Kezhang Wanhe can't have money, they deserve to be poor for a lifetime."

"Do you really think I'm stupid? This money burns my hands."

Ji Weidong was also deliberately teasing Li Xuewu, he renewed the water to make tea again: "Zhang Wanhe, this old boy, is not honest in your hands, but he is very obedient in mine."

He looked at Li Xuewu and raised his eyebrows: "I set up a film company for him, let him take people to shoot movies."

"You are really a genius!"

Li Xuewu looked at Ji Weidong amusedly and said: "Can make bandits change their profession to shoot movies, is it the movie that went off the rails, or the bandit that cheated?"

"It's that money can make the mill push the ghost!"

Ji Weidong said with a smile: "You haven't seen the flower-laden world of Hong Kong. Today you are a person, tomorrow you can be a ghost."

"If you are lucky, the day after tomorrow you will be a god!"

He poured tea for Li Xuewu and said: "That big girl stands there, the director says, 'Strip!'"

"You look, people don't hesitate at all, very professional, click-click-click and they give you a naked one!"

Ji Weidong took a sip of tea and smiled wickedly: "I took Zhang Wanhe to see the scene, he was almost scared out of the set."

"Hahahaha—!"

"Old hunters also have times when they are shy?"

Li Xuewu curled his lips and said: "He is afraid that you will harm him. This industry is more domineering in the underworld than bandits."

"Ge Nian? Or what? I don't understand, but it's not like that."

Ji Weidong raised his chin and said: "Movies in Hong Kong are like this. Call a group of people over, shoot them in a rush, then release them, click-click to make money, and then continue shooting."

"Hmm, I didn't see any other ability in you, but you learned a bit of Northeast dialect."

Li Xuewu looked him over and asked: "Your father's support?"

"Hi—he is too lazy to do this, I contacted it myself."

Ji Weidong shook his head and said: "The matter on the pier is quite simple, I accepted a few disciples, and some problems can be solved."

"Seeing those people Li Kezhang Wanhe squatting in the teahouse on the pier, I was afraid they would rise up, so I changed their circle and let them run."

He explained with a smile: "This old boy is ruthless, and he and your little brother were bombing with long tubes in the teahouse."

"Good guy!"

Ji Weidong said exaggeratedly: "People in the underworld, more than forty people came to carry the sedan chair, thinking everyone was opening a film."

"As a result, your little brother bombed half of the person's face away with one shot, almost shattering the rules of the road."

"Is the business on the pier not easy to do?"

Li Xuewu took a sip of tea, beckoned to Yu Li who came in at the door, and signaled that she could serve the dishes.

Yu Li nodded and went out again.

Ji Weidong shook his head slightly and said: "Can it be easy? The Four Seas Teahouse became the new force on the pier. I took seventeen piers that night, almost bursting me!"

"Otherwise, why would I tell you I'm a decent person."

He spread his hands and said: "I have real estate and movies in my left hand, and pier thugs in my right."

"The first thing I think about when I open my eyes every morning is that I can't sleep anymore. If I sleep one more minute, I live sixty seconds less."

"Stop bragging, eat."

Li Xuewu listened to him talk about how the pier in Hong Kong is, how the movies are, how the society is, how the finance is... but he didn't say he was singing and dancing every night.

Ji Weidong is not honest, this kid plays very wildly in Hong Kong. Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean Li Xuewu doesn't know.

Does Han Yating know?

This actually doesn't need to be guessed, she knows it like a mirror.

A normal man, in the flower-laden world of Hong Kong, and still holding great power, eating and drinking well, will he lack women?

However, Ji Weidong is smart because he knows how to measure.

Knows what he can eat, what he can't eat, what is his, and what is not his.

Han Yating gave birth to a big fat boy for him, did he go around shouting about it?

Really happy in his heart, after returning, he only found Li Xuewu to hide in the club to vent his happiness and celebrate his joy.

I believe that in the current Four Nine City, hearing that he is back, I'm afraid there are people lining up to invite him to dinner.

Why come to the club?

Is the food here delicious? Or is there someone he misses here?

Neither, it's that the food here is not poisonous, and the people here won't harm him.

There is a documentary about the troubles of the rich, and they wish they would never be rich again in their next life.

Of course, you have to see clearly, they are talking about the next life.

And a cold joke is also very interesting:

The furthest distance we poor people can see is that we think we have no worries after having money.

"Not bad, didn't invite me to eat bear paw!"

Ji Weidong drank a bit too much, and before getting on the car, he smiled at Li Xuewu: "I only have one friend, one!"

He stretched out his finger to emphasize: "Not Beijing, not the mainland, it's the whole world, damn it—!"

I don't know what kind of grievance he suffered, or what kind of betrayal or blow he suffered, he was suffocated in his heart.

He shouted in a low voice while holding the car door and said: "I'm handling all your matters for you, don't worry, it will definitely be completed on time."

"Also, that set of tea sets and tea leaves are gifts I gave you."

Ji Weidong said this, grinned and smiled: "If you don't like it, give it to someone else. That was also given to me by someone else, I just don't like it... hahahaha!"

"Only this once, if you dare to send me these things again, I'll feed you dog shit."

Li Xuewu curled his lips: "Still returned from Hong Kong, don't you know you can't send tea or tea sets to leaders?"

"Damn? Is there such a requirement?"

Ji Weidong sat in the car with a thud, and asked curiously and stumbling: "Why?"

"Tea (Cha), investigate (Cha), tea set (Chaju), cup set (Beiju), tragedy (Beiju), understand?"

Li Xuewu reached out and patted his face, saying: "Don't pretend to be a decent person with me next time. At home, I don't need my brother to pretend to be decent for me."

"I damn..." Ji Weidong lay on the car window and grinned: "You are about to make me cry, but I really didn't think that much!"

"Get lost—"

Li Xuewu notified the driver and watched him leave.

Yu Li followed from behind and asked with a smile: "Did he drink too much?"

"Hehe—not too much, just wanted to talk."

Li Xuewu turned back and shook his head slightly: "They are all donkey dung eggs, shiny on the surface, but don't dare to say how many troublesome things are in their stomachs."

"Aren't you like this too?"

Yu Li looked at him and said: "You carry all your worries yourself, endure them."

"Tell who? You?"

Li Xuewu smiled, grabbed her wrist and looked at it. She was wearing the watch he gave her last time.

"Don't say whether you understand or not, telling you is harming you."

"I feel sorry for you—"

Yu Li said helplessly: "Once I see him having a friend to confide in, to act crazy with alcohol unscrupulously, but I have never seen you act crazy with alcohol."

She said with some heartache: "If you feel tired, find a place where no one is and roar twice, don't keep it in your heart."

"Have you been reading 'Dream of the Red Chamber' recently?"

Li Xuewu pinched her face amusedly and said: "You treat me as Lin Daiyu, or Jia Baoyu, still feeling depressed."

He curled his lips and said: "Don't you know that I am the one who can't bear overnight grudges? Strike when it's time to strike, click-click—"

"Ah—!"