Chapter 1139: You get sent to the moon!

"Already negotiated?"

The 701 aircraft engineering project team of the Bingcheng Aircraft Manufacturing Factory checked into the Red Star Factory reception house.

Director Han, who accompanied them from the Ministry of Industry, left after the lunch banquet ended.

But after the 701 project team woke up from a drunken nap, they heard that the project had been negotiated.

As the host and partner, the Red Star Factory should have prepared appropriate food and accommodation for the guests from afar.

In order to facilitate participation in the finalized cooperation negotiations and the inspection team formation meeting, Project Director Kong Xiaobo followed Li Xuewu's invitation and checked into the reception house.

And Li Xuewu also sincerely invited him to walk around the Red Star Factory.

Kong Xiaobo is not a fish on the chopping block, the 701 project is not, and the Bingcheng Aircraft Manufacturing Factory is even less so.

However, the complexity of the matter exceeded his expectations, and the Red Star Factory's simple and crude way of handling this matter caught him off guard.

He couldn't blame the other side for not playing by the rules and using power to suppress people.

Because the Red Star Factory was humble, polite, and courteous from beginning to end.

Even in communication, they arranged for a deputy director to be the main contact person.

Everything makes sense, but everything is inexplicable; he has no way to describe to his colleagues how things developed to this point.

Facing everyone's questioning, Kong Xiaobo could only respond with silence.

"What a farce—!"

Deputy Chief Engineer Qiu Guanlin patted the table excitedly and said with great dissatisfaction: "Is this how the Red Star Factory does things? The methods are too low-class!"

"Bullying people too much!"

Technical Engineer Zhu Lei complained: "If they didn't want to talk to us, why bring so many people? They should have just invited Director Kong!"

"Comrade Zhu Lei—"

Deputy Director Bai Guangming frowned and reminded: "This matter cannot be blamed on Director Kong!"

"That is indeed the case; I don't think it's Director Kong's fault."

The youngest and most highly educated engineer in the team, Shangguan Qi, nodded in agreement and looked at Zhu Lei, emphasizing: "You can't say that."

"I didn't mean that—"

Zhu Lei also knew he had said the wrong thing, and his face explained awkwardly: "I mean the Red Star..."

"It's my fault; Comrade Zhu Lei is right."

Kong Xiaobo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, interrupting Zhu Lei's explanation.

Just as everyone looked at him, Kong Xiaobo took a puff of his cigarette and said slowly: "Arrogant and conceited, looking down on everyone."

"From the very beginning, I didn't take this inspection seriously, so it was inevitable that mistakes would be made."

He raised his head, looked at everyone, and said: "Without figuring out the specific situation of the Red Star Factory, I rashly brought the team here."

"Don't blame the other side for setting an ambush, and don't blame you all; it's that I didn't lead the team well."

"Director Kong—"

Chief Engineer Shi Zhiyuan frowned and asked: "What exactly happened? Why did we..."

He gestured to the room full of people and questioned: "In just one lunch hour, how could it be negotiated so quickly?"

"And, without technical discussion, how was this cooperation negotiated?"

"Didn't talk about technology; they don't need our technology," Kong Xiaobo exhaled a puff of smoke, his tone somewhat desolate: "Or it can be said that they don't need us at all."

"This... how is this possible!"

Qiu Guanlin said excitedly: "Without our technical support, how can they produce?"

"Exactly, I don't believe a rolling mill can build an aircraft!" Zhu Lei stood up and walked to Qiu Guanlin's side, emphasizing: "Even if they have a production line, do they understand helicopters?"

"They don't need to understand—"

Kong Xiaobo crossed his legs and sat by the office desk by the window; this was the fourth floor of the reception house.

It can be said that the Red Star Factory valued them; before the International Hotel was built, this was the exclusive room for high-level leaders.

It was just that seeing them come from afar, and being a technical team, they were given a high-end guest room.

It was quite spacious here, suitable for office work and discussing together.

Isn't that right, all eight people from the 701 project team were here.

"Director Kong, what do you mean?"

Shangguan Qi frowned and asked: "Do they have other cooperation choices?"

"However—"

She emphasized: "We are the cooperation unit designated by the Third Ministry of Machine Building."

"First of all, the other side is indeed looking for a new cooperation unit."

Kong Xiaobo explained: "What I heard is that it should be the Fengcheng Aircraft Manufacturing Factory."

"Secondly, there is no such thing as a designation."

He waved his hand, stopped Shangguan Qi who was about to speak, and continued to explain: "The order I received was to investigate, negotiate, and strive for cooperation."

"And, you should be able to see from the attitude of Director Han from the Ministry of Industry."

Kong Xiaobo flicked the cigarette butt in his hand and pressed it directly into the ashtray.

"If there really was any designation, then the Ministry of Industry wouldn't have arranged for people to accompany us."

"I don't understand, Director Kong."

Zhu Lei asked: "Do they have a cooperation enterprise already finalized?"

"Or is it just a simple opinion about our arrival?"

"You think too much, and I thought too much."

Kong Xiaobo smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and said: "The Red Star Factory doesn't intend to independently produce the components needed for helicopters at all."

Amidst the shocked expressions of everyone, he continued: "All components of the KH-4 are procured externally; they only do the assembly of the helicopters."

"They even plan to create a helicopter manufacturing factory in the form of a joint-stock and joint operation."

"Director—Director Kong!"

Qiu Guanlin was shocked to the point of being unable to organize his language; he stammered and asked: "Not producing components? Then how... who produces them for them?"

"Also, what is a joint-stock and joint operation form? What kind of organizational system is this?"

"It's for groupization; the Red Star Factory has already submitted a groupization project proposal to the Ministry of Industry."

Kong Xiaobo continued to introduce: "The explanation from Deputy Director Li Xuewu of the Management Committee Office is that the Red Star Factory wants to expand its business scope in the process of groupization."

"However, the enterprise's capital and management capabilities are limited, so the Red Star Factory adheres to investment and management as the main focus in new projects."

He pointed to Zhu Lei and explained to him: "Taking the aircraft manufacturing project we are currently discussing as an example, the Red Star Factory only takes the production line they obtained as equity; capital, production, technology, and workers will all be supplemented through recruitment and cooperation."

"It has been finalized; a bank in Beijing has decided to invest 5 million yuan."

Watching everyone look confused, Kong Xiaobo told them everything he knew.

"Regarding the aircraft manufacturing factory, the Red Star Factory already has a complete production and operation plan."

He said: "That is, technical joint operation, production cooperation, and joint-stock operation."

"In manufacturing and R&D technology, the Red Star Factory agrees to cooperate with us and will provide opportunities for the inspection team, with us participating in the entire dismantling, modification, and assembly process."

"At the same time, the Red Star Factory will provide funds for the next model, as well as subsequent scientific research funds for light helicopters and other aircraft."

Just when everyone was surprised by the Red Star Factory's generosity, he continued: "Correspondingly, we must support all the technical needs of the Red Star Aircraft Manufacturing Factory and share R&D results with the Red Star Factory."

"This... if..."

Qiu Guanlin heard this, narrowed his eyes, and asked hesitantly: "How to supervise this content?"

"No need for supervision, unless we don't want their money."

Kong Xiaobo knew what he was thinking and said seriously: "The 701 project team is moving to Beijing, and the Red Star Factory will give the project team an office location in the ecological industrial zone currently under construction."

"How is this possible—!"

Zhu Lei shook his head and said: "These conditions are too harsh, absurd to the extreme."

He looked at the others and emphasized: "Isn't this just robbery? Expecting to buy everything with money; can our factory's project be bought with money?"

After this question was asked, everyone, including the director, deputy director, chief engineer, deputy chief engineer, and other technical engineers, fell silent.

Everyone knows their own affairs; what kind of situation the 701 project team is in, if others don't know, don't they know themselves?

If there really was money, why go through so much trouble and actively run to Beijing for coordination?

Sometimes, money really can do whatever it wants.

The Red Star Factory is wealthy and imposing; the helicopter production line they value is just a part of the groupization process, organized to enrich industrial industries in the eyes of others.

It is only for subsequent development and the benign development of the industry that there is a technical need.

"In addition, the Red Star Factory will calculate technical costs based on the total investment and investment costs of the project," Kong Xiaobo introduced: "Correspondingly, a certain percentage will be given as a bonus."

"What do you mean? Isn't it shareholding?"

Qiu Guanlin questioned: "We participated in technical transformation and maintenance, and have to participate in project development, and have to move our homes here, and can only get bonuses?"

"Yes, this is technical joint operation."

Kong Xiaobo said: "The production equipment belongs to them; they didn't beg us to come."

"Unless our factory can also invest in equipment, workers, and capital to obtain shares."

He spread his hands and emphasized: "This is operating shares, or shares from production cooperation."

"Technical joint operation means that the 701 project team moves to Beijing, and they will also have corresponding aircraft research talents participating."

Kong Xiaobo sat up straight, nodded slightly, and said: "If there is a contribution in technical transformation, you get technical transformation bonuses; if there is a contribution in dismantling and assembly, you get dismantling and assembly bonuses."

"If there is a new model born in the joint operation process of the project team, you can get design bonuses; otherwise, there is no money."

"This is truly unreasonable; what have we become?"

Zhu Lei sat in the chair and complained: "Migrant workers doing odd jobs for the Red Star Factory?"

"Yes, migrant workers doing odd jobs—"

Kong Xiaobo smiled, nodded, and said: "This description is very appropriate."

"We have to bring our own wages here, just like migrant workers have to bring their own tools and luggage."

He looked at the others and continued: "Only when the wheat is harvested and put into the warehouse will they distribute bonuses to us."

"Actually, we can also choose not to cooperate."

Kong Xiaobo nodded and said: "The cooperation plan proposed by the other side is too risky."

"Besides the opportunity to visit and study in Japan for half a year, besides the opportunity to participate in the dismantling, modification, and assembly of the entire project, besides a research institute located in Beijing, besides sufficient research funds."

He listed all the conditions provided by the Red Star Factory, and finally spread his hands.

"We not only have to pay the hardship of moving, but also share research results, provided that we can really research new models."

Kong Xiaobo shook his head slightly and said: "Otherwise, we are just fetching water with a bamboo basket."

"It's just gambling; joint operation is just giving us a chance to get on the gambling table."

Shangguan Qi seemed to have understood, looked at Kong Xiaobo, and said: "We have to bet the entire project team, gambling that the technology we learn can produce new aircraft."

"This way we can continue the project team and continuously obtain bonuses."

"The Red Star Factory is also gambling—"

She looked at everyone and explained: "Gambling that the technical support and research we provide really have results."

"Correspondingly, they are the house."

Shangguan Qi let out a long breath, looked at Kong Xiaobo again, and said: "Regardless of whether we win or lose, the house takes all and will never lose."

"It seems that this Deputy Director Li you contacted is a master of game theory."

Following Kong Xiaobo's summary and Shangguan Qi's metaphorical analogy, everyone in the project team in the room understood.

After thinking it through, everyone felt a deep sense of powerlessness; it turned out there were monsters.

No wonder the cunning Director Kong hit a snag here and stumbled.

Even if they all went together, today's negotiation result wouldn't be any better.

Although they still didn't understand how the other side achieved production and operation, they knew that this wasn't a negotiation at all, but a notification and charity.

The cooperation plan wasn't negotiated, but taken out by the other side for you to see.

If you agree, sign; if you don't, pack your bags and go home.

There is no room or leeway for continued negotiation; how else can you talk?

Break the 5 million investment they already negotiated, or overturn the Fengfei Factory they are currently communicating with?

Don't say they don't have that ability; even if they did, they couldn't do that.

That wouldn't be offending people to death.

Looking at the technical joint operation materials Kong Director got, everyone was both moved and helpless.

The person who designed this project plan is truly a monster.

"I never destroy my own ambition and grow others' prestige."

Kong Xiaobo picked up the teacup, took a sip, looked at everyone, and confirmed: "But I have to say a truthful word: this Deputy Director Li of the Red Star Factory is not simple."

"Very coincidental, isn't it?"

Zhu Lei stood up, walked to the window, and stood beside Shangguan Qi, saying: "The head of the Red Star Factory is surnamed Li, and the young and promising Deputy Director of the Security Office and Deputy Director of the Management Committee Office is also surnamed Li."

"What do you want to say?"

Kong Xiaobo frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhu Lei, and reminded: "Be cautious in words and deeds, don't do stupid things, and don't say irrelevant words."

"I'm just stating a fact."

Zhu Lei spread his hands and emphasized: "I don't know who designed this plan."

"However, I don't think that Deputy Director Li is as witty as a monster."

"If you think so, why don't you go out and see, or talk to him?"

Kong Xiaobo tapped the table with his fingers, looked at him seriously, and said: "You can have different opinions here, but don't say things that are easy to affect unity and cause contradictions."

"Comrade Zhu Lei, you said the wrong thing."

Qiu Guanlin turned his head, glanced at Zhu Lei, and said: "Without investigation, there is no right to speak."

He turned his head and glanced at Kong Xiaobo, emphasizing: "Director Kong's meaning is that you must at least speak with substance and not shoot without a target."

"Don't bring trouble to yourself—"

Kong Xiaobo didn't pick up Qiu Guanlin's words, but looked at Zhu Lei, whose face was ugly, and reminded: "The water in Beijing is very deep; if you want to try, you can go alone, don't bring disaster to everyone."

These words were too direct and too ugly, and the faces of everyone in the room were very ugly.

And Kong Xiaobo didn't explain, just said such an unclear warning.

However, smart people had already figured it out; neither the Red Star Factory nor that Li Xuewu were people that their crossing-river dragon could eat.

"Don't talk nonsense—"

Shangguan Qi looked at Zhu Lei, whose face was gloomy, and reminded softly: "That is a character who can talk directly to the Director of the Ministry of Industry's General Office."

"Helicopters are a big project for anyone, but the Red Star Factory is playing small cards."

Kong Xiaobo didn't pay attention to Zhu Lei anymore, but continued to introduce to everyone: "The purpose is very clear, which is not to give the Third Ministry of Machine Building a chance to greet."

In 1960, the "Third Ministry of Machine Building" was split from the First Ministry of Machine Building, responsible for managing the aviation, weaponry, tank, radio, and shipbuilding industries carved out by the First Ministry of Machine Building.

While the First Ministry of Machine Building managed civilian machinery.

Now the Red Star Factory is managed by the First Ministry of Machine Building, while the Bingcheng Aircraft Manufacturing Factory is managed by the Third Ministry of Machine Building.

"The aircraft manufacturing factory is split into three parts: technology, production, and operation; no matter which direction you start from, you have to follow their rules of the game."

Kong Xiaobo spread his hands and looked at everyone, asking: "You tell me, how can we play?"

"They have already said that the Dongcheng Credit Union invested 5 million, and the United Savings Bank invested 3 million to obtain operating shares."

"The Red Star Factory has its own machining and component industry supply chain, and the parts used in aircraft manufacturing are all procured through the supply chain."

He explained: "In the production link, they want to control management themselves; there is no production technical requirement for components at all."

"Even if there are maintenance technical requirements, they also have their own research institute to support them."

"Only the subsequent R&D technical requirements, they don't allow us to dominate."

Kong Xiaobo spread his hands and said: "At least we have to find another aircraft manufacturing factory to participate in the joint operation."

"Yes, I understand what you are thinking in your hearts; they only paid management and production lines, but ate the biggest and sweetest piece of cake."

Kong Xiaobo looked at everyone and asked: "The problem now is, they don't even want to share the scraps with us; what can you do to them?"

"Is the Third Ministry of Machine Building going to argue with the First Ministry of Machine Building because of us? Or are we going to forcibly take away the production line?"

"Director Kong—"

Chief Engineer Shi Zhiyuan asked: "Is this the final cooperation agreement?"

"The main intention is this," Kong Xiaobo said seriously: "If we don't intend to participate in the inspection team to Japan, we can continue to talk."

"When does the inspection team set off?"

Qiu Guanlin thought for a while and asked again: "Can everyone in the project team go?"

Kong Xiaobo looked at him with an expression like looking at a fool and answered: "What do you think, Engineer Qiu?"

"I say this Li Xuewu has no good intentions!"

After returning to the room, Zhu Lei threw the notebook in his hand onto the small table.

They didn't have the qualifications to live in a high-end suite, but there was a long wooden wall-mounted desk against the wall.

It was just that he was in a bad mood now, where would he have the mood to record anything.

Shangguan Qi, who came in with him, leaned against the wall at the door with her arms crossed.

She curled her lips and reminded: "The director has already said, be careful of disaster coming from the mouth."

"Why? Does the Red Star Factory still manage what I say?"

Zhu Lei had a fiery temper; he sat on the bed, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

He shook his chin and said: "I have never encountered such a grievance project."

"You can also apply to go back—"

Shangguan Qi fanned the smoke drifting in front of her, frowned, and went to open the window.

Zhu Lei's gaze kept moving with Shangguan Qi's figure, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

"Anyway, the quota for Japan is limited, so why do you have to wrong yourself?"

Shangguan Qi walked back to the desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down, putting the notebook on her lap.

"Exactly, didn't the director say, arrange for someone to go back with him to report, you can tell the leaders above about the grievances and injustices here."

"Hmph—"

Zhu Lei turned his head away and snorted: "I won't go back; don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

"Doesn't matter, you have your temper."

Shangguan Qi glanced at him, stood up, and said: "I'm going back, there is still work to be busy with."

"Do you really want to go to Japan?"

Zhu Lei turned his head, looked at Shangguan Qi who stood up, and suddenly asked: "You don't want to go back to Bingcheng anymore, you want to come to Beijing, is that it, right?"

He stood up, walked to Shangguan Qi's side, stared into her eyes, and said: "You clearly know I like you, and the family has already arranged the marriage."

"Zhu Lei, be rational, okay?"

Shangguan Qi frowned, looked at Zhu Lei, and reminded: "This is the project team's arrangement; I want to continue learning and make progress; is there anything wrong with that?"

"Also, regarding the marriage, I don't want to affect my career and work because of personal feelings."

"Is this your attitude?"

Zhu Lei suddenly grabbed Shangguan Qi's arm excitedly and shouted hysterically: "When your family was in trouble, what did you say?"

"Wasn't it my dad who found connections to protect your family? Is this how you treat me?"

"Zhu Lei! Let go—"

Shangguan Qi wanted to shake off Zhu Lei's hand, but was grabbed tightly, hurting badly.

She struggled, pushed Zhu Lei hard, and in her excitement, raised her hand and slapped down.

Slap—

This slap, in the situation where Zhu Lei didn't react, hit his face solidly, and also made him let go involuntarily.

"You—you dare to hit me!"

Zhu Lei looked at Shangguan Qi with a face full of grievance and shock, covering his face, only feeling his whole body burning with anger.

He raised his hand, making a gesture to slap back.

It was just that Shangguan Qi, after hitting him, also felt scared; at this moment, she closed her eyes, raised her face, and was about to let him hit her.

Zhu Lei looked at Shangguan Qi, who was full of panic and tears, and couldn't bring himself to do it.

"You are planning to take this opportunity to not go back, and not marry me anymore, right?"

He looked at Shangguan Qi with difficulty-concealed sadness and anger and questioned: "You clearly know I won't follow the project team to Beijing, right?"

"Actively responding to this project, so you can go to Japan to hide for half a year justifiably."

Zhu Lei loosened his face, trembling all over, suppressing and saying: "When you come back, I won't be able to control you anymore, right?"

Shangguan Qi stood there, eyes closed tightly, but tears could flow from her eye sockets.

She bit her lips tightly, crying for her background, crying for her fate, and crying for her feelings.

Human hearts are made of flesh; even if she didn't like Zhu Lei before, after more than a year of getting along, she knew he was a good person.

Zhu Lei's family didn't look favorably upon her; it was Zhu Lei who begged his father to help by threatening to die.

From the list, he fished her family out; her gratitude to Zhu Lei was greater than her feelings.

But isn't life just about mistakes, getting half and losing half; she had already accepted it.

Whether it was going to Japan or following the project team to Beijing, she admitted that she had the selfish motive of hiding, but she never had the thought of breaking off the engagement.

It was just that Zhu Lei's desire to control and possess her made her feel unable to breathe.

Even if he gave her a trace of room to breathe, as long as they fought for it, they could go to Japan to work for half a year and change the space to get along well.

At worst, they could come to Beijing to live together, which was better than enduring his mother's sarcasm at his home.

But Zhu Lei didn't think so at all; he would never leave home, let alone leave Bingfei.

He was like a little bird that didn't want to leave the nest, forever sheltered in his mother's embrace.

In Bingcheng, he had his parents' care, and he could live very well; why come to Beijing to suffer?

In Bingcheng, he was a young talent, young and promising, and was a proper protagonist.

And upon arriving in the capital, he, in his arrogance, was met with a heavy blow on his very first day.

A 21-year-old deputy director, in charge of the security and organizational coordination business of an enterprise about to be groupized, in contrast, it was inevitable that he would be ashamed and angry.

If that young deputy director was famous but not real, it would be fine; he could despise and mock him to his heart's content.

But in Director Kong's introduction, it was clearly not like that; that was the truly young and promising one.

Therefore, Zhu Lei's old problem of being a quail returned; he despised everything he didn't want to see, and was even less willing to pay the price to narrow this gap, eager to escape this reality, wanting to ensure his self-confidence by escaping Beijing and leaving here.

Perhaps it was because in the discussion meeting just now, she echoed Director Kong's summary and praised that Deputy Director Li a few words, which made Zhu Lei unhappy, lacking self-confidence, and having no sense of security.

Therefore, he would so stubbornly achieve self-comfort by belittling the other side and obstructing the project.

It was precisely because she saw this point that Shangguan Qi followed Zhu Lei to this place when the other side's emotions were unstable, wanting to persuade him.

However, it was clear that Zhu Lei was still a child who hadn't grown up, even though he was already 24 years old.

Zhu Lei looked at the disappointed and painful expression on Shangguan Qi's face and knew he had said the wrong thing.

But as a man, he didn't allow himself to be wrong, and even less allowed Shangguan Qi to treat him with this attitude, so he still acted.

Shangguan Qi was thrown onto the bed, feeling Zhu Lei's beast-like movements; she still closed her eyes, silently enduring, as if she owed him.

Zhu Lei's eyes were red, panting, wanting to untie her shirt, but his hands were trembling, only untying three buttons; looking at her tears flowing between her ears, he couldn't help it anymore, raised his hand, and gave himself a slap.

Shangguan Qi heard the movement, felt Zhu Lei's movements stop, opened her eyes, but saw he had already run out of the dormitory crying.

He was ultimately a good person, wasn't he?

Shangguan Qi sat up, wiped the tears from her face, and tied the three buttons that Zhu Lei had untied; she only felt as if she had died once.

Perhaps her heart was already dead.

"I heard that Deputy Director Liu in the city was punished?"

Xia Zhongquan shook his hand; he had just been scalded by the teacup Peng Xiaoli brought over.

Peng Xiaoli apologized and wanted to help him, but was waved away by him.

"It doesn't matter, you go do your work."

Sending Peng Xiaoli away, he looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "Ten, we calculated the engineering and planning volume with the engineering side precisely!"

"There shouldn't be any problems; what do you think this is? Playing house?"

Li Xuewu shook his head with a smile and said: "The merger case that everyone is paying attention to, Liu Xiangqian was punished, so he wants to take it back?"

"I think it should be like this, there should be no problem..."

Xia Zhongquan didn't seem to be talking to Li Xuewu, but rather comforting himself.

"Don't let there be any reversals; I don't want to come for coordination work again."

Sixteen factories, the Red Star Factory wants to complete the integration and merger within half a year.

Finance, personnel, logistics, cadres, production... etc., all must be integrated.

Not to mention the others, which don't belong to Xia Zhongquan, just talking about mechanical equipment and technical integration.

It is necessary to integrate the production equipment and business of sixteen factories with the Red Star Factory's own business and tertiary industry business; those that cannot be connected must be arranged with new factory buildings and workshops to arrange production tasks.

In this process, the Red Star Factory has to build workshops for these factories' equipment; the order is the order of integration and merger, and it has to check for omissions.

When he received this task, Xia Zhongquan looked at the plan and almost died.

Fortunately, he now has many technical personnel and intellectuals.

"Hahaha—"

Li Xuewu shook his head with a smile, took a sip of tea, and said: "How is the formation of the inspection team to Japan going?"

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the east wind."

Xia Zhongquan leaned on the sofa, looked at Li Xuewu, and asked: "Negotiated with the 701 project team?"

"Just missing a contract; they have to report, communicate, and ask for instructions."

Li Xuewu put down the teacup and explained: "However, the plan is that plan, so you don't need to worry about them; just prepare as you should."

The plan was the one Li Xuewu took out of the safe; knowing that the Bingfei team was coming, could he not prepare early?

Xia Zhongquan also knew this; the cooperation project was finalized so quickly, and he was not surprised at all that the Bingfei team fell into Li Xuewu's pit; he would only be surprised if they didn't fall in.

"So, who is leading the team?"

He looked at Li Xuewu with eager eyes, wanting to get a definite answer from Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu looked at him amusedly and asked: "Why? Old and strong, do another round? This trip is not easy."

"Sigh—"

Xia Zhongquan understood; the leader had other considerations.

Actually, it was also true; his age was no longer young, and this trip abroad was not for tourism.

Half a year, completely grabbing knowledge; the opportunity should be left to young people.

He couldn't deceive himself if he wanted to accept new things quickly at this age.

He had a premonition about this matter early on, just couldn't help wanting to go out and see; without seeing it with his own eyes, he really couldn't feel the difference between inside and outside.

"Don't be like this—"

Li Xuewu glanced at him amusedly and said: "There will be opportunities in the future; in a few years, you can go abroad to play if you want."

"Stop talking nonsense, the pancake you drew isn't round enough!"

Xia Zhongquan smiled, waved his hand, and said: "I'm not doing it for fun, just want to know to what extent the little devils have developed."

"I said, there will be opportunities sooner or later."

Li Xuewu raised his hand comfortingly and patted his arm: "Live well, don't rush to die, you will definitely get a turn to go abroad."

"Get lost, hahaha—"

Although Xia Zhongquan didn't want to listen to Li Xuewu's words, these words sounded quite energetic.

The two were talking and laughing, when a girl knocked on the door and walked in carrying a water pot.

"Uncle! Why are you here?"

The girl was a bit bold, and her words could choke people's lungs, "Are you here for our director's tea too?"

"Hahaha—"

Li Xuewu picked up the teacup and looked at Xia Zhongquan, just waiting to see his fun.

Xia Zhongquan frowned, looked at his niece impatiently, and asked Li Xuewu: "Why did you put her in the machine?"

"Arrange her further away; does the border office lack people? Send her to the border!"

"Oh—Uncle!"

Wang Lu put the water pot on the tea cabinet and stomped her feet in anger when she heard her uncle's words.

Xia Zhongquan stared, looked at his niece, and scolded: "Is this at home?"

"How did I instruct you? You must address by position in the unit; can't you remember?"

"Got it—!"

Wang Lu pouted and recited: "Respected First Ministry of Machine Building Beijing Red Star Rolling Mill Technical Development Leadership Group Office Deputy Director, Engineering Management Office Director, Chief Engineer Xia!"

"You little brat—!"

Xia Zhongquan knew it was bad when he heard her reciting scriptures; he couldn't stop her after hearing half of it.

"Hahaha—!"

Li Xuewu was about to spray with laughter; this girl is really fun, how was she raised?

"Didn't you ask me to address by position?"

Wang Lu wasn't unable to speak; she could also act like a spoiled child, otherwise she wouldn't be spoiled by the family.

You say she's stupid?

Peng Xiaoli didn't think this girl was stupid when she arranged for her to come to the Security Office.

The stupid girl had died of depression because of the International Hotel, so how could she have the mood to come to work again.

But if you say she's smart, she didn't take the foreign friends at the International Hotel to heart at all.

Now she doesn't mention that anymore, just feels fresh working at the Security Office.

She even went to visit the detention room on the first day, just wanting to see what the environment was like when someone made a mistake.

Peng Xiaoli searched his gut and found an adjective, which was innocent.

Her parents really worked hard, protecting their daughter so well... so funny.

Wang Lu didn't care at all whether this was a leader's office, and regardless of her uncle's attitude, she sat directly on the sofa next to Xia Zhongquan.

"Our leader doesn't manage me, why do you want to send me to the border."

"I want to send you to the moon!"

Xia Zhongquan shook his arms, but didn't shake off his niece's hand.

He looked at Li Xuewu with helplessness, only feeling that his face was lost.

But there were a bunch of naughty boys in the family, only this little grandmother, several old ones spoiled her.

"Added trouble to you—"

"Hahaha, quite good."

Li Xuewu looked at Wang Lu with a smile and asked: "How is it? Is it interesting to work at the Security Office?"

"Interesting, much more interesting than working at the International Hotel—"

Wang Lu nodded, looked at Li Xuewu very affirmatively, and said: "It's just that they don't issue me a gun."

"Issue you a cannon—!"

Xia Zhongquan on the side blew his beard and stared, teaching: "What gun do you need working in an agency!"

"If you don't issue it, then forget it—"

Wang Lu curled her lips, looked at Li Xuewu, and asked: "Leader, when you change your secretary, can you consider me."

She said excitedly: "Everyone says that following you can learn a lot."

"Comrade Wang Lu, you are not kind—"

Peng Xiaoli, who was about to knock on the door, heard this and couldn't help but laugh at Wang Lu: "I helped you arrange this job!"

"I didn't say I was grabbing yours—"

Wang Lu looked at the young man who came in with him, and explained somewhat embarrassedly: "I just said it was when the leader wanted to change secretaries."

"Why—!"

Peng Xiaoli saw her sitting beside Xia Zhongquan and knew there was no serious business to talk about, so he also joked.

"I'm doing this well, and you are hoping that the leader will replace me!"

"Hello, leader—"

Zhao Yajun, the young man who came in with Peng Xiaoli, gave a standard salute and greeting.

"Come, Yajun."

Li Xuewu waved his hand, turned to introduce to Xia Zhongquan: "Regarding the security work of the inspection team to Japan, I am prepared to let him be responsible."

Xia Zhongquan listened to Li Xuewu's introduction and looked at the young man in front of him seriously.

Not short, sharp eyes, full of youth and vigor, a good soldier of the Security Office.

Wang Lu heard the leader's introduction and remembered the trip to Japan her uncle was talking about; now she knew what they were talking about.

She looked at Zhao Yajun with some envy; in this year, let alone going abroad, leaving the village was a happy event.

Zhao Yajun didn't understand what the second brother was saying, but in the leader's office, standing straight and listening to orders was fine.

"His family background and work ability don't need to be worried about, enough to deal with this work."

Li Xuewu pointed at Zhao Yajun very frankly and said: "This is my sister-in-law's own younger brother."

"Oh—"

Xia Zhongquan nodded this time, looked at Li Xuewu, and said: "I think there is no problem."

Of course there was no problem; if Li Xuewu hadn't introduced this sentence, he would be drumming in his heart.

But confirming Li Xuewu's kinship, he felt there was no problem.

Whoever wants to go out and not come back, Li Xuewu's little relative wouldn't think so either.

The moon abroad is not all round, and it can't be eaten as a pancake.

Li Xuewu turned his head, looked at Zhao Yajun, and instructed: "Go home and pack up, tell your sister, there will be a car to pick you up tomorrow morning, go for training for a few days first, there is a task."

"Yes!"

Zhao Yajun heard there was a task, saluted cleanly, then said goodbye, turned around, and went out.

Xia Zhongquan had been observing Zhao Yajun, and after the person left, he looked at his niece beside him and asked Li Xuewu: "How old is this child? Where is his home? How many people in the family?" ===== CHAPTER 1140 =====