Chapter 1118: What do the big brothers like to play with?

As the saying goes, a rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its nest.

The girls in the club are good-looking, but no matter how much you like them, you can't find them here.

Especially Pei Pei and Ou Xin and the others, who originally came to the club to play with Huang Gan.

They took a fancy to the environment here and were also taken a fancy to by Sister Lou for their looks and status.

So they spent more time playing here and stayed to work as waitresses.

Sister Lou naturally understood their identities and futures, so she never intended to keep them for long.

It was just that the club was newly established, and many projects needed to be kept confidential; ordinary people really couldn't serve these members, fearing trouble.

It wasn't that the members would be hands-on or have ulterior motives, but she was afraid that ordinary girls coming here would have ulterior motives toward the members.

Don't think that people at this time were all simple; simple were only the majority.

Even someone like Dong Wenxue, who had a family, fell into a gentle trap.

A good tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves, and a good woman can't guard against a lecher; everything is afraid of being pondered.

Using girls like Ou Xin and Pei Pei was because she took a fancy to their good backgrounds and high quality; their parents were all cadres and wouldn't have wild thoughts.

In a year's time, Ou Xin and Pei Pei and the others worked very well here, helping Lou Xiaoe and Yu Li complete the transition of management.

In terms of business, they could all hold up half the sky alone, especially after formal operations, leading and teaching newly recruited waitresses and managing various departments.

The newly recruited waitresses weren't all of the same background as Ou Xin; some were brought in through Zhao Lao Si's concern, and they were all children from ordinary families.

Timid, cowardly, afraid to speak, especially after hearing and seeing what kind of identities the members here had.

If it weren't for Pei Pei and Ou Xin and the others helping, they really wouldn't have been able to get started with these people.

People were brought by Huang Gan and Ma Jun and the others; Pei Pei and Ou Xin and the others were naturally closer to Huang Gan and the others than before.

Before, Pei Pei and Ou Xin and the others were just big girls in the courtyard who were different from the naughty boys.

Not all children of cadres have jobs as soon as they graduate, nor can all graduates find their ideal jobs within the appropriate age.

Ou Xin's family arranged for her to be a sales clerk at a shopping mall, but she couldn't bear that hardship.

Plus, at that time, the four clean-up and rectification work began. Their parents were more or less affected.

Either busy with work or transferred away from Beijing, they were unable to control these girls, and so they had the appearance of drifting around various places in the four cities, heartless and lungless.

No matter how big and fun the four cities were, there were times when they were tired of playing; riding bicycles to parks was no longer popular or high-class; they wanted to play something more exciting and high-class.

Therefore, when Su Yu got to know Huang Gan, this brother-in-law, through the relationship of a distant cousin, she would call her little sisters to follow him to play whenever she had time.

Huang Gan, young and promising, at the age most fond of playing and liveliness, had a group of little sisters worshiping and flattering him; that was naturally a person who went crazy.

As long as there was a gathering and liveliness among brothers, Su Yu and the others had to be called.

Whether it was a wine party or dancing, for big girls like Su Yu who hadn't seen much of the world, the attraction was much greater than visiting parks.

Especially after coming into contact with these "successful" big brothers like Huang Gan, looking at those naughty boys again, they felt a sense of disdain.

Over time, girls like Su Yu, Ou Xin, and Pei Pei, relying on Huang Gan, broke away from the boring circle of the courtyard and walked into a higher-level social circle.

Because everyone was of the same background, and could even live in the same courtyard, they trusted each other and wouldn't have that kind of situation happen.

Therefore, Ou Xin's parents wouldn't be too restrictive toward them, and so Pei Pei walked closer and closer to Huang Gan, and even developed secret feelings.

Making friends with young and promising big brothers made them feel more superior when facing peers or former classmates and little friends, and they were naturally more dependent and worshipful toward the big brothers.

What is this psychology called?

Li Xuewu didn't know, but from seeing Pei Pei and Ou Xin and the others being brought to play by Huang Gan and the others, he knew that these girls would sooner or later.

As the saying goes: a rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its nest.

As the saying goes again: if there is grass by the nest, why run all over the mountains? Isn't it better to get the moon first by being near the water?

Regardless of whether they are decent people or not, being surrounded, praised, and worshiped every day, no one can withstand it; falling is sooner or later.

A word from later generations, although not very appropriate here, is surprisingly suitable.

Encirclement.

This word can describe flattery and framing with malicious intent, but it can also describe worship with the goal of personal emotional life.

Don't say that people like Huang Gan who are praised and worshiped by Pei Pei and Ou Xin and the others for a long time will develop arrogance and self-satisfaction; even more majestic people will have such times; after all, they are human.

Why was Pei Pei able to grab Huang Gan's tail, forcing him into a dilemma, panicked and at a loss.

Some time ago, Huang Gan even wanted to find Li Xuewu for help to set up another residence in the city.

A man wants to buy a house and settle down outside behind his wife's back; what do you think the situation is?

That is, of course, wanting to give another girl a home; this doesn't even need pondering.

Is Pei Pei willing to form another home with him?

This kind of thing doesn't seem fresh from the perspective of later generations, but looking at it in this era, it's actually not fresh either.

You say a man only has one wife; that's because you haven't seen one with two.

It's always like this; the difference lies in how many, and whether it has spread to the point where you can hear and see it.

Huang Gan naturally didn't ask Pei Pei if she was willing to be with him; this kind of thing doesn't need to be asked.

It was just that he didn't get the chance to ask Li Xuewu for help, and this house wasn't bought either.

Why not buy it himself?

Are you kidding? This kind of thing naturally can't be handled by himself; he is also a person with face now.

For someone like him, if he goes to the housing management office or finds someone on the street to buy a house, Su Youfang might know about this tonight.

He can only entrust someone with a good relationship who is willing to help him cover the bottom.

Even Ma Jun, he can't trust; only Li Xuewu, he feels Li Xuewu is reliable.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, Li Xuewu ran away that day and didn't give him the chance to make a mistake.

But it also gave him the chance to carefully think about his personal emotional life and family.

Finally, Huang Gan felt that he was possessed by a ghost; Pei Pei didn't even explicitly say she was with him, and he himself was already panicked, even thinking about buying a house.

Whether it was shame or sudden realization, he didn't follow what Li Xuewu said, letting Su Youfang come to talk to Pei Pei about this matter.

He already felt sorry for his wife, and having his wife help him wipe his butt would be even more embarrassing.

It was also a cruel thing to Pei Pei.

Therefore, after he poured out his heart to Pei Pei and confessed everything, he came to Li Xuewu here to heal his wounds; this can also be considered a kind of heartbreak.

Li Xuewu had a lot of experience in treating this kind of psychological trauma; usually, it was talk therapy.

It was just that he hadn't mastered the degree of talk therapy very well; usually, he would choose to fight poison with poison.

Especially when the other party was too deeply poisoned, had deep roots of love, and still wanted to bring disaster to others.

"Let me advise you, if you don't love, don't hurt," Huang Gan looked like an experienced person.

He took a puff of a cigarette called loneliness, looked at Li Xuewu, shook his head slightly, and sighed, "One should maintain respect and distance toward girls who yearn for beautiful love, letting each other exit with dignity."

"Hey? How do you have the face to say this to me?"

Li Xuewu glanced at him and asked, "Isn't this what I taught you?"

"Fart—this is my experience, lesson, and summary; today I'm sharing it with you!"

Huang Gan pointed at Li Xuewu and reminded, "I see you are on the edge of confusion and error; this is pulling you back, not letting you regret it for a thousand years after one slip, understand?"

"I really thank you—!"

Li Xuewu curled his lips, looked at Huang Gan, and said, "You are much more shameless than I imagined; using people when facing forward, not using people when facing backward."

"I don't care, anyway, I've warned you, think about it yourself—"

How could Huang Gan lose face in front of Li Xuewu because of this kind of thing? He had to find a way to make up for it.

While counting on his fingers, he said, "Ou Xin, Zhou Xiaobai, Li Bai—these are all good girls; you can't be a heartless person like Chen Shimei!"

"Wait—!"

Li Xuewu tapped the table and said, "You mentioned Ou Xin and Zhou Xiaobai; I'll tell you first, we are pure friends, nothing like that!"

"Besides, you mentioned Li Bai; what does that have to do with me?"

"Look! I said you were Chen Shimei!"

Huang Gan had an expression of "you've been caught by me," pointed at Li Xuewu, and said, "You turn a blind eye to the girl's liking; heartless person!"

"Adding crimes to me, right?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said, "Huang Gan, how long has it been since we practiced wrestling after graduation? Let's go, let's go practice wrestling?"

"Not going, in a bad mood today—"

Huang Gan wasn't stupid; could he give Li Xuewu the chance to settle personal scores?

Wrestling with him—is it wrestling, or being thrown? Who would be stupid enough to be his sandbag?

"If you want to beat me, just say so," Huang Gan shook his head and said, "But as a friend, I still have to remind you about your so-called pure relationship!"

He winked and pointed at Li Xuewu, saying, "If you really want to, I advise you to look at Ou Xin; she's a good girl, don't touch Zhou Xiaobai, don't let it become a city-wide scandal later."

"Thank you for your useless reminder," Li Xuewu glanced at him and asked, "On the weekend, besides finding me to complain and threaten, is there anything else? If not, get lost—"

Complaining and sighing were true, threatening wasn't true, but there was also a meaning of reminding.

Of course, it wasn't reminding Li Xuewu to pay attention to the influence of personal problems.

Huang Gan knew he didn't have the ability to have colorful flags fluttering outside, but he knew Li Xuewu did.

He wouldn't cross the line to remind Li Xuewu; he was making trouble, wanting Li Xuewu not to talk about this matter, and not letting Su Youfang hear it.

Speaking clearly naturally wasn't good, but catching Zhou Xiaobai riding on Li Xuewu's lap, he took this word to pass to Li Xuewu.

Otherwise, why would they say that people like them are all crooked; being trapped by love is all deserved.

"Why? Want to drive me away already?"

Huang Gan rested his elbows on the desk, looked at Li Xuewu, and asked, "Went to Fengcheng?"

"Already back, what year's old calendar are you living in?"

Li Xuewu looked at him and asked, "Why? Do you have any ideas about Fengcheng?"

"No, I have no ideas about Fengcheng, but I have ideas about the Red Star Factory that is about to show its skills in Fengcheng," Huang Gan rolled his eyes and asked with a smile, "Building a branch factory in Fengcheng?"

"What do you mean? If you have something to say, say it; if you have a fart, let it out; why are you so hesitant?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have the idea of going to Fengcheng, or did someone find you to handle something."

"Ever heard of the Liming Factory? A subordinate enterprise of the aerospace industry system."

Huang Gan tapped the table with his finger and said, "Their factory is also engaged in motorcycle production."

"The former Fengtian Arsenal one?"

Li Xuewu frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't they engaged in aviation turbine engines?"

"Your factory is also engaged in food processing!" Huang Gan curled his lips and said, "According to the instructions from superiors, engage in small factories, small schools; can't those engaged in turbine engines also engage in motorcycles?"

"Can, can, I have no opinion even if you say they are engaged in trains."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why did they find you, and why did they come to find me by taking a detour? What's the meaning?"

"My father's old comrade-in-arms, now the vice director of Liming Factory."

Huang Gan explained softly, "Came to Beijing for a meeting, my father invited him to have dinner at home; during the banquet, they were talking about Red Star Factory going to Liaodong."

"And then? Did you brag to others?" Li Xuewu asked with his eyebrows hanging, "I'm just a deputy section chief of the security section; didn't you tell others you know the head of Red Star Factory? Didn't you promise others to handle anything?"

"Am I that stupid?"

Huang Gan raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "Liming Factory is engaged in turbine engines; in this technology, they are completely the masters."

"Isn't your factory also engaged in engine production and research? Isn't this an opportunity—"

"You got it wrong!"

Li Xuewu looked at him and reminded, "We are engaged in car engines, not flying."

"Don't use this to fool me; I read the newspaper and know that Liming Factory is engaged in aviation turbojet engines."

He pointed at Huang Gan and said, "They are all called engines, but they are completely different things; our cars won't fly even if they have wings."

"They can be interconnected—!"

Huang Gan pointed at the desktop and said softly, "Germany's Bavarian cars used to produce aviation engines."

"Are you sick? You compare 1930s technology with current technology?"

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't beat around the bush with me; what exactly is the situation?"

"Motorcycles, the motorcycles Liming Factory is engaged in have encountered problems."

Huang Gan confessed, "They used the thinking of aviation engines to engage in an engine."

"But, there is no motorcycle prototype that can be matched, and the production pressure is very high."

Huang Gan explained to Li Xuewu, "My father's comrade-in-arms understands the car industry that Red Star Factory is engaged in, especially your supply chain system; he has some ideas and wants to talk to you."

"Talk then; why find you to find me?"

Li Xuewu asked, "Is there any hidden difficulty, or is there something non-compliant?"

"Affiliation problem; they want to see you in Liaodong, but it's not easy to tell Liaodong Industry."

Huang Gan explained, "Liaodong Industry set up the stage; if they went up to sing a play, not to mention stealing the limelight, if they really talked to you, this face would be very ugly."

"Therefore, he just mentioned it to me while taking the opportunity to come home."

"Of course, it's not that I said our relationship is good, and I didn't mention your identity in Red Star Factory," Huang Gan was afraid Li Xuewu would misunderstand and took the initiative to explain, "It was found by others themselves; they know your situation."

"Am I that famous?"

Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair and asked, "How did the other party know me, and how did they know you and I are friends?"

"Don't know, the other party didn't say this," Huang Gan spread his hands and said, "After all, they are my elders; how could I ask."

"Also—"

He pointed at Li Xuewu and reminded, "Don't you have a clear cognition of yourself? Do you still think you are a small platoon leader who just transferred back?"

"Don't worry about no soulmate on the road ahead; who in the world doesn't know you."

"Stop quoting; you handled this matter wrongly."

Li Xuewu waved his hand, looked at Huang Gan seriously, and said, "If the other party is still waiting for your reply, just reply to him; cooperation can be contacted through formal channels with Red Star Factory."

"Red Star Factory's door for external cooperation has always been open, welcoming brother units in the national industrial system to be guests."

"What do you mean?"

Huang Gan frowned slightly, looked at Li Xuewu, and asked, "You should understand the meaning of the other party finding you privately, right?"

"I understand, so this matter must be handled this way."

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes, pointed at him, and said, "Don't talk about reputation; I'm just an ordinary security cadre; things beyond my one-acre-three-centimeters of land, forget it."

On the weekend, the club actually started a salon.

Salon is a literal translation, an imported product, originally referring to the luxurious reception hall in the residence of upper-class figures in France.

Since the 17th century, celebrities in Paris (mostly famous ladies) often turned their living rooms into famous social venues.

Those who came and went were mostly playwrights, novelists, poets, musicians, painters, critics, philosophers, and politicians.

They had similar interests, gathered together, sipping drinks, enjoying elegant music, talking knee-to-knee, unconstrained.

Later, people called this form of gathering a "salon," which swept through cultural circles in Europe and America; the 19th century was its peak period.

And the 19th century was the era when the Chinese opened their eyes to look at the world.

The awakened generation went to Europe to study, and while learning technology, culture, and thought, they also brought this social culture back to China.

A more interesting historical anecdote, "Our Wife's Living Room," everyone is familiar with this.

Although it is an ironic mockery, it realistically reflects the form of social activities of intellectuals at that time.

After coming to China, the salon didn't undergo a rebirth but remained in the daily activities of intellectuals in a form that conformed to the characteristics of the era and culture.

And with the development and progress of the era, this kind of social activity gradually expanded downward, becoming a cultural characteristic.

Of course, the main foundation of the salon didn't change with the expansion.

Generally, only those with a relatively high cultural level or a certain social status could host or participate.

Farmers in the village would absolutely not appear at the salon scene, and even less would they host a salon.

Chatting and farting in the fields naturally doesn't count as a salon.

Salon mainly refers to meetings that are small in scale, brief in agenda, and informal, where excellent individuals in the industry gather to discuss.

Generally, drinks, sugar, and tea are prepared, or there are activities such as singing and dancing performances.

An authentic "salon" has the following characteristics:

1. Held regularly;

2. Time is at night, because lighting can often create a hazy, romantic beauty, stimulating the interest, conversation, and inspiration of the participants;

3. Not many people, a small circle, usually celebrities;

4. Voluntary combination, in twos and threes, topics are very broad, very elegant, free discussion, everyone expresses their own opinions;

5. Generally, there is a beautiful salon hostess.

There are two types of salons in the club; one is hosted by the Dongfeng Club, and the participants are mostly evening salons for club members.

At the club's salon, the five characteristics above are truly possessed, and the effect is valuable for both the organizers and the participants.

The other is a cultural salon organized by the Youth Association for excellent youth representatives to participate.

The Youth Association's salon is very simple, without banquets and program performances.

But the core theme is relatively clear, and the Youth Association members participating are also very energetic and positive.

As a member of the Youth Association, Li Yuanchao never misses this kind of salon activity.

He would rather give up taking his little brothers to show off his motorcycle, and even give up various activities among veterans.

Li Yuanchao only participated in one salon activity and could very clearly feel that the youth here were much more high-class than those in his circles.

It wasn't just identity; in this circle, what everyone talked about was absolutely not where to play, or showing off and bragging.

Everyone talked about culture, thought, and progress, and talked about the situation, development, and opportunities.

The organizer, Zuo Jie, treated them to tea and drinks, various snacks, spoke very openly, and took the initiative to help everyone solve problems and troubles.

These help and hospitality weren't even paid for by Zuo Jie himself, but were activity funds of the Youth Association.

Li Yuanchao also had his own ways to get money, but compared with Zuo Jie, it was completely not presentable.

Zuo Jie is the person in charge of the Youth Association, but he also has other work and careers; in this small circle, he is properly a big brother figure.

It wasn't like this last year; at the gate of the Liuguo Hotel, Zuo Jie was almost beaten to death; now who dares to say they don't treat Zuo Jie as a person.

Li Yuanchao is outside, in the veteran team of the four cities, even among the ruffians, he is someone.

But here, someone like him can't stand his ground at all; he has to fall back and stand in the back.

Since he can't rank in the front, why is he so actively participating in the Youth Association's activities?

Just once, he said he wanted to buy a motorcycle, the kind that Red Star Factory just produced.

Unfortunately, without a slip, he couldn't buy it.

As a result, Zuo Jie not only got him a slip but also discounted it by 50 yuan; this face was huge!

From that moment on, Li Yuanchao knew that some things couldn't be relied on just by fists and brothers.

Even if his background was better than Zuo Jie's, these only represented that he had the qualification to control these resources.

But if he didn't have the ability to control these resources, it was useless.

Those who mixed behind him were absolutely not as good as him; if they were stronger than him, wouldn't he be mixing behind them.

Mixing all day in a circle not as good as himself, what progress and success could he have.

Participating in the Youth Association, he could be considered a frog in the well seeing the sky.

At the very least, he learned to recognize his own resources and how to use his own resources.

More realistically, that time he took his brothers, called Zhang Haiyang and Zhong Yuemin, relying on their courage and status to break in here, and ended up getting beaten up.

When he visited again with the status of a Youth Association member, the guards here saluted him.

The respect that fists and feet couldn't get was obtained in another form.

The gate that arrogance couldn't break through was entered in another form.

As soon as he rode his motorcycle into the main gate, he saw the Fourth Master in the mouth of the Dongcheng ruffians—Zhao Lao Si.

If you bring up Zhao Lao Si, nobody is going to take you up on that now; you might even end up finding someone to beat you up.

Because the three words Zhao Lao Si, regarding the ruffian world of the Dongcheng, are an extraordinary name.

Although there is no territory and no brothers in hand, among the ruffian big brothers in each area, who doesn't have to call him Fourth Brother when they see him.

Even though Zhao Lao Si always emphasizes that he is just looking at the gate, who believes it?

Looking at the gate wearing a Zhongshan suit, wearing an administrative suit, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes?

Looking at the gate, with a wave of his hand, a dozen guards rush out?

If looking at the gate is this awesome, then they also want to look at the gate.

Actually, don't blame the ruffians for not believing; Zhao Lao Si's brother Zhao Lao Liu is almost not believing it either.

Zhao Lao Si brought his two brothers in to be guards; Li Xuewu knew about this.

At that time, Zhou Changli was looking at the gate alone; according to Li Xuewu's requirements, he called a few brothers to come.

Zhao Lao Si was one of them, and also the one Zhou Changli relied on most.

After Zhou Changli went to the Northeast, Zhao Lao Si chose to stay at the club.

He was also blatantly using his power for personal gain, bringing his two brothers in to eat.

Yes, there was no salary at that time, so it was just eating.

Zhao Lao Wu was later taken a fancy to by Li Xuewu, was heavily used, and was sent to the border to be a guard.

Now in the club, there are only the eldest Zhao Lao Si and the third Zhao Lao Liu brothers.

Zhao Lao Liu is more flexible than Zhao Lao Wu and not so silly.

Of course, this also has a relationship with his eldest brother's earnest instructions and personal teaching.

Besides, growing up in the club and seeing the world also let the boys in the hutong know what a cadre is.

Zhao Lao Liu knows that those wearing Zhongshan suits are cadres.

Later, the club had administrative suits, and he knew that those wearing administrative suits were cadres.

It's summer, and those wearing white short sleeves, black trousers, and black leather shoes are naturally also cadres.

However, he later knew that those wearing this outfit aren't necessarily cadres.

Because his brother wore this recently.

"What are you looking at, go on duty—!"

Zhao Lao Si saw his brother squinting his eyes to examine him, glared, and drove his brother away.

Zhao Lao?"

"Get lost—!"

Zhao Lao Si felt awkward wearing this outfit; whoever looked at him one more time, his whole body felt numb, and his ears felt hot.

Others didn't dare to scold, but could he be lenient with his own brother?

"If you don't know how to speak, don't speak, go do what you have to do—!"

"Where did you get this outfit, get me one too."

Zhao Lao Liu relied on his young age and dared to pester his eldest brother; he leaned over and said enviously, "Look at what you're wearing, you really look like a cadre."

"What do you mean like, I am a cadre!"

Zhao Lao Si poked his brother, signaled him to leave quickly, and greeted, "Don't stand in front of me and be an eyesore, go on duty."

"When did you become a cadre?"

Zhao Lao Liu looked at his brother curiously and said, "That security team leader you self-appointed?"

There is an old saying in the world: the person who stabs your heart is absolutely your brother.

In Zhao Lao Si's case, the one who stabs his heart is his own brother.

This cadre outfit, he made a great determination and did a long psychological construction before he had the courage to buy it despite his shame.

Actually, he secretly bought it in April, but he never had the courage to wear it out.

Why?

Because there are too many cadres here, and everyone knows what his identity is.

In front of these members, he really didn't have the courage to make a fool of himself; what if people laughed at him?

A pig's nose stuck with green onions, pretending to be an elephant.

A little ruffian on the street, having a bit of thin face by looking at the gate, also dares to wear a cadre outfit?

Not to mention anything else, just these leather shoes, not everyone can afford to wear them.

Zhao Lao Si's self-appointed security team leader doesn't count, but Li Xuewu promised him to be the section chief of the security section.

Yu Li also acknowledged it and gave him the right to manage and train waitresses.

As for the salary, it's not as good as the section chiefs outside, and no one said whether his rank is a formal section level or a deputy section level, or even a stock level or something.

In the club, there is no such thing as rank; salaries are formulated according to labor conditions.

Zhao Lao Si now has a salary of 25 yuan a month, including food, housing, and clothing, which is more than the 32 yuan first-level worker outside.

His 25 yuan is a pure 25 yuan, while the 32 yuan of a first-level worker outside has to be deducted for monthly clothing, food, housing, and transportation.

The club officially opened on May 1st, and Zhao Lao Si's formal appointment also started from the 1st.

Today is June 1st; Yu Li is very good at encouraging employees, and the salary wasn't issued in June but at the end of May.

Therefore, even though today is the first day of June, Zhao Lao Si had already received his May salary, which was also the first time he received a salary.

25 yuan; he spent 12 yuan to buy a pair of leather shoes, and another 33 yuan to buy a shirt and trousers.

You say Zhao Lao Si's math is bad?

How did a salary of 25 yuan spend the effect of 45 yuan.

"Brother, let me tell you something."

Zhao Lao Liu saw his brother frowning, didn't dare to make trouble anymore, and said with a smile, "I want to go across the street to eat a bowl of lamb noodles; give me some money."

"Or, give me my salary," he stretched out his hand, signaled his brother, and said, "I want to see what my first salary looks like, that 20 yuan."

"What else could it look like, haven't you seen money?"

Zhao Lao Si waved his hand and said, "The money is with me; I'll save it for you, and give it to you when you need it later."

"Then let me see it."

Zhao Lao Liu begged, "I haven't seen a 20-yuan large bill yet."

"Get lost, are you teasing me?"

Zhao Lao Si glanced at his brother and said, "The money is with me; don't worry, it won't be lost."

"Let me see it, what's the harm?"

Zhao Lao Liu saw him prevaricating, and felt more and more that there was a problem; he widened his eyes and asked, "Brother, did you spend my money?"

"Didn't I tell you, the money is with me!"

Zhao Lao Si reached into his trouser pocket and shook it, saying, "See, go on duty quickly!"

"No—!"

Zhao Lao Liu reached into his brother's trouser pocket to touch, but touched nothing!

"Where is my money? Where is my salary?"

"Oh—Yuanchao is here!"

Zuo Jie carried a book from the management office, saw Li Yuanchao arrived early again, and greeted him.

Li Yuanchao glanced at the liveliness at the door, parked his motorcycle, walked over with a smile, and responded, "Just arrived, hasn't started yet, right?"

He first looked into the flower hall and saw a few figures.

"Not yet, when have you not arrived early."

Zuo Jie smiled and waited at the door, signaled the parking lot and asked, "How is the motorcycle? Is it comfortable to ride?"

"Especially cool, especially in the hot weather, the wind is whistling."

Li Yuanchao looked at Zuo Jie with a smile and asked, "I see you're still riding a bicycle; you helped me get the slip, why didn't you get one yourself?"

"Don't need it, and have to get gasoline, it's troublesome."

Zuo Jie smiled, signaled the cars in the parking lot and said, "If there is official business, you can apply for a car with Sister Yu; our house isn't far from here, riding a bicycle is enough."

"I was saying—"

Li Yuanchao was very good at handling things; he took the initiative to hand Zuo Jie a cigarette and said with a smile, "I haven't had time to thank you for helping me get the slip last time."

"Stop, we don't talk about this."

Zuo Jie took his cigarette and said with a smile, "Helping you is just a matter of convenience; Brother Wu gave me a few slips, giving them to anyone is the same."

"But to me, it counts as a big deal; I looked for many people and couldn't get one."

Li Yuanchao helped him light the cigarette, glanced at the cars in the parking lot, envied in his heart, but complimented, "This little thing, don't look at it as small, it's very popular."

"As far as I know, the first ones in the capital to ride one of these were all big shots. I'm really just basking in your reflected glory."

"Hahaha—you like it, we don't need to be polite between us."

Zuo Jie learned Li Xuewu's style, laughed very heartily, and asked, "Why? Listening to you say this, does riding this thing in the four cities count as awesome?"

"How can it not? Five hundred yuan!"

Li Yuanchao raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you buy it just because you have money? Even I couldn't get a slip; you say how scarce this thing is."

"I heard that Red Star Factory won't officially produce it for a few days; whoever rides it first is the one with connections, relationships, and face."

He said this, and even used the back of the hand holding the cigarette to touch Zuo Jie lightly, winking.

Zuo Jie saw him like this and also laughed.

The two of them stood at the entrance, puffing away, their relationship gradually drawing closer.

Li Yuanchao signaled the flower hall behind him and said with a smile, "I don't know about others, but you count as someone in the four cities."

"Not only can you get motorcycle slips, but our Youth Association gathering is also unique."

"This counts as nothing, just a small fuss."

Zuo Jie said modestly, "I told everyone at the beginning that this is a platform for us to know and gather, learn from each other, help each other, and improve together."

"Everyone is a young person, all need channels for exercise and learning; I happen to have this resource, so I thought about sharing and improving with everyone."

He pointed to the direction behind him and said, "We are still in the learning stage; if you really want to talk about awesome, it has to be the management office."

"When we can sit in the office, talk about thought and situation with those big brothers, and sit and discuss, that is truly awesome."

"Yes, what do those big brothers like to play with?"

Li Yuanchao often came here to play, so he naturally knew what identities the members in the club had.

Deputy section level and formal section level naturally couldn't scare him; his father's level was higher.

However, a pile of people who were at least deputy section level gathered together, and they were all young cadres; this had to make him envious.

This kind of resource isn't something anyone can possess.

He knew Zuo Jie had a relationship with Li Xuewu, so he asked directly, "Like playing motorcycles? Cars? Or something high-class?"

"No, big brothers don't like playing motorcycles, and they aren't allowed to drive cars."

Zuo Jie shook his head with a smile and said, "Big brothers like playing with boats."

"Boats? The kind of boats in the park?"

Li Yuanchao was stunned for a moment; he also never expected that the big brother's hobby would be so special, or should it be called childish, bizarre?

"Hahaha—!"

His words made Zuo Jie laugh, laughing very loudly, making Li Yuanchao stunned.

"Of course not the boats in the park, what are you thinking!"

Zuo Jie laughed enough, reached out and patted his arm, and said, "Boats, large boats sailing on the sea, yachts, luxury yachts, boats where you can eat, drink, and play."

After explaining, looking at Li Yuanchao's confused state, he tilted his head with a smile and said, "When you have the chance, follow the big brother onto the boat to play and you'll know."

Zuo Jie saying these things seemed like bragging; after all, he hadn't been on one either, but his partner had.

Telling Li Yuanchao wasn't intentional bragging, but a display of strength; the display of the tip of the iceberg could make the team more united and close.

For someone like Li Yuanchao, if you don't have some means, you really can't suppress him.

"Let's go, let's go in."

Stamped out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, didn't tell Li Yuanchao too much, Zuo Jie signaled to enter the flower hall together.

Li Yuanchao was a step behind him; when throwing the cigarette butt, he was still thinking about Zuo Jie's words.

Boats, boats going out to sea, eating, drinking, and playing—what does this represent?

At least he didn't have this experience, and even less knew what a luxury yacht looked like.

Following Zuo Jie into the flower hall, the layout was still the same; there were orange soda and tea on the tea table at the door for everyone to take.

Resisting the hand that wanted to take the soda, he learned Zuo Jie's style, picked up a cup of tea, and walked to the seat by the window.

"Zhou Xiaobai, recognize her?"

Zuo Jie saw him come over, smiled and introduced them, "You should know each other, right? The courtyards aren't far apart."

"Recognize, we are classmates."

Li Yuanchao naturally knew Zhou Xiaobai and also knew that Zhou Xiaobai was a member of the Youth Association, but this was the first time they met at a gathering.

He took the initiative to greet Zhou Xiaobai who turned around, "Old classmate, long time no see."

"What long time no see, I met you at the gate last month."

Zhou Xiaobai glanced at him with a smile and asked, "Uncle Li and Auntie Wang are doing well?"

"Still the same, busy every day."

Li Yuanchao saw her ask about his parents, so he also asked Zhou Xiaobai, "What are you busy with now?"

"Xiaobai, engaged in a career in Tianjin."

Zuo Jie introduced with a smile, "You can call her General Manager Zhou now." ===== CHAPTER 1119 =====