Chapter 1213: Accepting All Comers

"Rare indeed. Finally willing to leave the capital?"

On the evening of the day Li Xuewu arrived in Jinmen, Zhang Changming, the Vice General Manager of Jinmen Aquatic Products, came looking for him.

He entered the Trade Management Center building with great familiarity and headed straight for the office.

Li Xuewu was in the middle of a conversation with Zhuang Cangshu and the others, but was interrupted by his sudden visit.

"General Manager Zhang—"

As the head of the Trade Management Center, Zhuang Cangshu also knew Zhang Changming.

Although their relationship wasn't as close as the one he had with Li Xuewu, they were at least on speaking terms when they met.

At this moment, he took the initiative to stand up and greet him, shaking hands, as did Sha Qizhi, who was standing to the side.

"I know Qizhi; he was your secretary before. We even had a meal together when I came to Jinmen."

Zhang Changming smiled and explained to Li Xuewu, then asked, "I'm not interrupting you, am I?"

Without waiting for Li Xuewu to answer, knowing he had asked a rhetorical question, he smiled and said to Zhuang Cangshu and the others, "We can talk about work matters tomorrow. He's not in a rush to leave, and it's already past closing time—"

He pointed at the time on his watch and invited them generously, "Everyone here counts. Don't leave. My treat. Let's go eat something special."

"Not going, not going," Li Xuewu waved his hand and said quite reluctantly, "You can't drink, so what's the point of us going?"

"Hey! I really am—"

Zhang Changming really wanted to drop a harsh word at this moment, but he knew exactly how much Li Xuewu could drink.

So, after a heavy sigh, he turned back to the crowd and said, "We won't compete with him!"

"Hahaha—"

The people in the room who had just been organizing the talk included Zhuang Cangshu, Sha Qizhi, and cadres from the Red Star Factory Economic and Trade Office.

Some knew Zhang Changming, others didn't. Seeing him so familiar with the leaders, they all laughed and exchanged pleasantries.

It was just polite talk; once said, it passed.

In this day and age, who could afford to treat so many people to a meal? It was just big talk to save face.

If you were blind enough to actually follow him, the one losing face wouldn't just be you.

Everyone was waiting for the leaders to announce the end of the meeting, or for the leaders to leave first so they could go about their own business.

Yet, unexpectedly, this Vice General Manager Zhang of Jinmen Aquatic Products was genuinely intent on treating them. When leaving, he shook hands with everyone one by one and called for Zhuang Cangshu to arrange cars.

But, even if he was sincere, there weren't many who dared to go. After eating this meal, what about the next one?

It was called a dinner between two units, but who with a discerning eye didn't know this was Li Xuewu's private connection?

Vice General Manager Zhang came specifically for Li Xuewu; calling them along was too obvious.

What was the meaning? To give Li Xuewu face.

For leaders like Zhuang Cangshu and Sha Qizhi, who saw each other and interacted frequently, eating was fine; they would just return the favor later.

But them? They had no connection to the man.

If they ate this meal from Vice General Manager Zhang, they would have to return the favor to Li Xuewu later.

As the saying goes, monetary debts are easy to repay, but human debts are hard to clear.

You tell me, how much is this meal worth?

Therefore, those in the bureaucracy rarely, or almost never, want to accept invitations from people they aren't familiar with.

Of course, in later generations, there were even more complex social environments influencing this, which we won't discuss here.

Just remember, no matter when, don't eat a loss with your mouth, otherwise you won't be able to spit it out.

As the group went downstairs and neared the entrance, only three or five people remained.

Even the cadres from the Economic and Trade Office who had followed Li Xuewu from the capital had quietly slipped away.

Unlike during the day, they had no intention of causing trouble for their leaders by going out to socialize at night.

If Li Xuewu were the one treating, they would have wanted to join in the fun and proactively owe their leader a favor.

"Eh? How come there are so few people left!"

Zhang Changming was unhappy and said to Zhuang Cangshu with dissatisfaction, "What's this? Looking down on whom?"

"If people don't want to go, can I tie them up and bring them?"

Zhuang Cangshu joked, "Do you think everyone in our unit is as free as I am?"

"Cut the crap, I've already prepared everything."

Zhang Changming patted his arm and said, "You, you, I always said you were too calculating. Sooner or later, I'll string you up like a candied hawthorn and roast you."

He locked his eyes on the few people walking behind and specifically instructed, "Everyone get in the cars in a moment! No disappearing—"

These people included those from the Trade Management Center and those from the capital's Economic and Trade Office who had come to see them off.

Hearing Zhang Changming's call, Zhou Miaomiao glanced at Li Xuewu and said with a smile, "Our leader won't let us follow, so please don't make things difficult for us."

"Ai! Case closed, is it—"

Zhang Changming smiled and pointed at Li Xuewu, then turned back to Zhou Miaomiao and the others, saying, "It's not his treat, why are you listening to him? It's after work now!"

In fact, everyone here knew clearly that only these few people were going, and only these few had come to see them off.

When the cars arrived, Zhang Changming was serious; he didn't get into his own car, but watched one by one as they got in, only then returning to his car to lead the way.

Never mind if it was crowded; the three cars carrying all these people drove out of the Trade Management Center courtyard and headed straight for the Jinmen Aquatic Products Guesthouse.

It was an old tradition: units had small canteens and guesthouses; who the hell goes out to eat at restaurants?

In this day and age, going to restaurants wasn't the first choice for factory leaders because they were afraid of getting beaten.

Zhang Changming wasn't stupid, so naturally, he wouldn't take everyone to a restaurant. How wonderful the guesthouse was.

A few years later, when the situation improved, they could close the doors and sing and dance; who would know?

Why was Boss Xu so obsessed with song and dance troupes?

Think about it carefully: was the set he ran internally just to get a kick out of it?

Having experienced it before, and having no chance to try it again in this life, he naturally had to recreate history.

It's just that history has its inevitability and natural elimination; acts against heaven will surely be punished by heaven.

Of course, no one played this game now. Even if you wanted to, no one would dance for you.

At most, they would liven things up with ballroom dancing. If you played too hard, you'd always be exposed.

There was no singing or dancing, but the essential seasoning at the dinner table was definitely there.

"Because you have Vice Director Li here," Zhang Changming raised his glass and said to everyone with a smile, "so today, let's prioritize harmony in our drinking—"

"Hahaha—"

Everyone joked and started to liven things up, and after three rounds of drinks, they started drinking their own way.

Zhang Changming clinked his glass with Li Xuewu's and said softly, "The first drink of winter."

"Damn, are you being that pretentious?"

Li Xuewu glanced at him with a smile and asked, "If we were in Inner Mongolia, would you also have to drink the first milk tea of autumn?"

"Hahaha—"

Zhang Changming didn't know how he came up with that, but he just found it funny.

After downing a mouthful of white liquor, he reminded him like a joke, "Absolutely no drinking too much today; we have a lot to talk about."

"Talk about what? The year-end matters?"

"Is your relationship with that Zhang Changming very good?"

Getting out of the car, Zhou Miaomiao watched the car leave before turning to ask Li Xuewu.

She said with some curiosity, "I saw you two talking the whole time during the meal."

"Is it very strange?"

Li Xuewu was wearing a woolen overcoat. Under the streetlights, his face had a healthy flush, and there wasn't much smell of alcohol on him because he hadn't drunk any.

As usual, this meal counted as Old Li drinking.

Sigh, sometimes when he looked back, Li Xuewu also felt a bit of a loss.

In so many drinking sessions and banquets, every time there was good wine, the person he couldn't forget was still Old Li.

He himself couldn't bear to drink a single drop, bringing it all back to feed him.

Tell me, how is such a subordinate?

Is he thoughtful? Is he loyal enough?

There was even more loyalty; he even helped develop the depths that Old Li hadn't developed yet.

Tell me, is that loyal enough!

Actually, Zhou Miaomiao was also quite loyal; in order to complete the task Old Li had entrusted to her, she risked her own safety.

This time, when Li Xuewu went on a business trip to Jinmen and Yingcheng, he hadn't proactively named her.

Yet, when he was about to leave, her name still appeared on the accompanying list.

Do you think that has nothing to do with Old Li?

Originally, Li Xuewu had proposed arranging for her to train in the Sales Department, and then go to the Beijing Automobile Sales Company or the Jinmen Trade Management Center to train once the timing was right.

It was just that Old Li hadn't adopted his opinion, feeling that it would have a bad influence in the agency.

Moreover, Zhou Miaomiao had no relevant work experience; transferring her directly from the dance troupe would make some people have opinions and overthink things.

Therefore, the Economic and Trade Office, which worked in the agency but whose organizational structure was not in the agency sequence, became the best place for Old Li to settle Zhou Miaomiao.

The Economic and Trade Office, the Technical Transformation Office, and the Unified Construction Office were work groups directly led and managed by factory leaders.

The Jinmen Trade Management Center, the Beijing Third Industry Management Office, and the Steel City Joint Industrial Service Office were all under the unified management of the Economic and Trade Office.

The leader of this work group was Li Huai De, and the deputy leaders were Jing Yunong, Dong Wenxue, and Li Xuewu.

Recently, due to work needs, Cheng Kaiyuan had also joined the deputy leader sequence. Li Xuewu was in charge of organizational coordination, while Cheng Kaiyuan and Dong Wenxue were in charge of production.

Such work groups had no fixed establishment; personnel were drawn from agencies or departments, used when needed and withdrawn when not, with strong adjustability.

Arranging Zhou Miaomiao here, no one would gossip, because she hadn't snatched anyone else's establishment.

But working here would not affect her training and learning; on the contrary, she would have more opportunities to contact leaders, and even coordinate and observe project construction.

So if your unit has such a work group, and there are some young people who have just started working in it, you should pay attention. They might be your future leaders. Get along well and don't cause trouble.

Of course, if your leader recommends you join such a work group, you should also be careful.

Judge your own situation in the unit. Without a background or connections, but with strong work ability, you go there just to do the work; don't even think about credit.

Your leader letting you go is very likely to kick you away and then arrange for a newcomer to take your place.

If you have connections and a background, you should know this news in advance. Your leader wants to cultivate you and will definitely ask you privately if you are willing.

Because he knows very well what this group can bring you, and it will be convenient to promote you when the time comes.

There are traps everywhere in the agency, and every step is a mystery. Young people must keep their eyes open when walking.

"What tea to drink? Green or red?"

Zhou Miaomiao stood by the tea cabinet, turned back to look at Li Xuewu and asked, "Or plain boiled water?"

"Did you notify them in advance?"

Li Xuewu observed this canary's birdcage with some surprise; the room was actually warm.

Also, since she asked like that, it meant there must be hot water in the thermos.

Old Li was also too loyal; he actually hired a nanny for this house and woman?

"Notify what? Oh—"

Zhou Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then reacted and explained with a smile, "Lu Jie!"

Seeing Li Xuewu raise his hand and point at the thermos, she poured a cup of plain boiled water and brought it over.

"I told Lu Jie that I'd trouble her to help look after this house," Zhou Miaomiao sat on the single sofa and explained, "Burning the heater every day in winter, just tidy up the hygiene usually."

"Didn't Wu Laoshi tell you?"

"No, I haven't been here for a long time."

Li Xuewu picked up the teacup and looked at it; it was actually plain boiled water.

Damn! Old Li is really a dog; raising his own woman, he actually plays this trick of stealing light by boring through a wall.

Borrowing light to his own head, and even hiring his own nanny to take care of his woman.

Could it be that he has some purpose or intention?

"Then you shouldn't; Wu Laoshi is quite hard-working raising the child alone."

Zhou Miaomiao pinched her own fingers, raised her head to look at him and asked, "You and Wu Laoshi..."

"Are you very curious about me?"

Li Xuewu put down the teacup, sized her up and said, "Don't you know who Zhang Changming is? I find it a bit hard to believe; you are spending his money, after all."

"Your reaction is really slow."

Zhou Miaomiao looked at him amusedly; this question was asked at the door just now.

He had already gone back to the opposite side to put away his clothes and luggage before coming here.

Now she was asking about him and Wu Laoshi, but he was answering about Zhang Changming's affairs.

"When did I spend his money?"

Zhou Miaomiao raised her eyebrows in confusion and asked, "Leader, I don't quite understand?"

"Oh? You don't know?"

Li Xuewu's eyes moved slightly, sizing her up and asking, "How do you solve your living expenses here? Don't tell me you only rely on that little salary of yours?"

"You are asking about this?"

Zhou Miaomiao raised an eyebrow, feeling even more confused, and said hesitantly, "There will always be money in the drawer upstairs, but not much, enough to spend."

"Oh—"

Li Xuewu drew out a long sound, picked up the teacup and drank, saying nothing more.

Zhou Miaomiao frowned slightly, looked at him for a good while before asking, "What does 'Oh' mean?"

"Oh is just oh, what else could it mean? Could it be... cough cough."

Li Xuewu felt a bit uncomfortable being watched by her; he was a serious person, after all.

"Nothing, just asking casually."

"You are not that kind of person," Zhou Miaomiao moved her body to sit beside Li Xuewu, looked at him and pursued, "Can you tell me?"

"About the money I spend being Zhang Changming's, and your 'oh' just now..."

"Cough cough, just talk, don't use your hands," Li Xuewu moved his body, sat a little further away, held the teacup and said, "Director Li has some connections in Jinmen, and there will be some profits."

"I know that, so what?"

Zhou Miaomiao said in confusion, "Which leader doesn't have such connections? Don't you have any?"

"I don't—"

Li Xuewu answered very seriously, "And I am not a leader either."

"Are you teasing me?"

Zhou Miaomiao was stunned for a good while, then pointed in the direction of the next door and said, "How can you afford... um hum?"

"I said she was proactive, do you believe me?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup in his hand, crossed his right leg, and took a defensive posture.

He had to defend; someone just wanted to shift gears.

The one who wanted to shift gears was looking at him with an amused expression, her eyes full of playfulness and laughter.

"I believe you have such charm," she said seriously, "But I also believe you have male chauvinism and would absolutely not let her make money."

"Or rather, you would absolutely not..."

Smart women only say half of what they mean, and everyone knows the rest.

Li Xuewu ignored her probing words and continued the previous topic: "Director Li's connection in Jinmen is Zhang Changming."

"And then?"

Zhou Miaomiao calmed down, picked up her own teacup and took a sip, saying, "Are they doing some money-making shady business together?"

"Is that why you said the money I spend is Zhang Changming's?"

She calmed down and figured it out, sizing up Li Xuewu and asking, "You have a share in this shady business too, right?"

"No, whether you believe it or not."

Li Xuewu turned his head, looked into her eyes and said, "I don't lack money. Money has no meaning to me. You should understand what I mean."

"I..."

Zhou Miaomiao kicked off her slippers, lifted her legs and sat on the sofa, just looking at Li Xuewu like that.

She paused for a good while before asking, "Are you serious?"

"Oh, I mean... I believe you."

Zhou Miaomiao held the cup in one hand and shook it with the other, saying, "You didn't participate..."

"Right, I didn't participate," Li Xuewu turned his head back and looked at the fireplace opposite.

The flames in the fireplace were much weaker; it was clearly lit in advance.

At this moment, the living room fell into silence, and neither of them spoke.

Zhou Miaomiao frowned and thought, her gaze sizing up Li Xuewu sitting on the same sofa.

Why did he tell her these things? Li Huai De has money-making channels in Jinmen, and the relevant personnel are closely related to Li Xuewu, yet there is no connection at all...

She was very sure that what Li Xuewu said must be true, because this man didn't like to joke.

Especially when he was with her.

So, he told her the layout in Jinmen, or the clues involving Old Li... could it be that he wanted to use her to pull out Old Li's base salary?

Drawing the firewood from under the cauldron, right? She was to be the villain?

"I don't understand what you mean—"

Zhou Miaomiao still chose to ask frankly, because she didn't think she had anything worth Li Xuewu calculating or using.

As for that little matter, she couldn't wait to stick to Li Xuewu, and besides, the other party absolutely didn't mean that.

"I don't lack money, do you lack it too?"

Li Xuewu turned his head back, looked at her and asked, "You and Zhou Tan are saving money to buy property in Beijing, so this house shouldn't have been meant for you, right?"

"No, the house next door—"

Zhou Miaomiao's eyes widened, and she couldn't sit still. She put the teacup on the coffee table, moved her butt closer to Li Xuewu, and almost pounced on him.

Li Xuewu looked at her changing expression very calmly, nodded slowly and said, "It is under Wu Laoshi's name. That is her house. It should be."

"I—I—"

Zhou Miaomiao really wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word, freezing there.

When she first saw Wu Shuping, she was still thinking, this woman is so stupid, actually giving birth to someone else's child; what can she get in the end?

Later, she thought something was wrong; did the other party have some layout or intention? For example, a house.

This was what she had always been confused about, including wanting to have a child with Old Li to take this house by the way.

It was just that Old Li was cunning, frankly saying he wouldn't want a child, nor would he stop her from dating and getting married.

What the hell does this mean? Playing for free?

So she talked it out with Old Li at the time; this house wouldn't be given to her, but Old Li promised to take care of her work in the factory.

Look at Zhou Miaomiao dating her boyfriend so frankly, and even recognizing a dry brother; it was Old Li who recognized it.

The two truly achieved playing their own games, using each other, clean and clear.

It was just that after Li Xuewu finished speaking, Zhou Miaomiao suddenly felt a bit of a loss, a huge loss.

If she had known this news at the beginning, she would have definitely bitten off this piece of meat Old Li had in Jinmen.

No need to think about it; Li Xuewu's relationship with Zhang Changming is so good, and he said he didn't participate.

Then Zhang Changming is bored and looking for a beating, rushing to curry favor with him.

It must be that the one next door replaced Li Xuewu to eat this piece of meat, living a life without worry in Jinmen.

Damn! Old Li, you are really insidious!

Thinking that the one next door, with the same status as a mistress, was using a nanny, taking benefits, and living the good life, the fire in her heart couldn't be contained.

Compared to the fireplace, it was even more blazing.

Fine! You just wait for me, we'll see!

"Back so soon?"

Wu Shuping went downstairs to get a water cup and heard the sound of the door opening. Li Xuewu walked into the entryway and changed into slippers.

She asked with some surprise, "I thought you would..."

"I would what?"

Li Xuewu glanced at her and said, "Am I really that unbearable in your heart?"

"Uh, where did your thoughts go? I am..."

Wu Shuping wanted to explain, but got stuck here again, full of embarrassment.

Everyone is an adult; what is there to hide? She just thought wrong and blamed him wrongly.

Could she still say she suspected his body wasn't working?

That would be an even greater sin than speaking frankly.

"Cough—" She cleared her throat and asked awkwardly, "Is it cold? Do you want hot water?"

"It wasn't cold originally, but hearing you ask that," Li Xuewu pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "My heart is a bit cold, cold to the bone."

"Is it worth it—"

Wu Shuping knew he wasn't angry and smiled as she poured him a cup of hot water and handed it to him.

"Lu Jie is not feeling well and rested early. If you want to take a bath, you have to run the hot water yourself."

"Hmm, where is Xiaobai?"

Li Xuewu glanced upstairs and asked, "I didn't see her when I just came. She didn't come back?"

"She went back to the capital. Didn't she look for you?"

Wu Shuping looked at him with surprise and explained, "She said the seafood business needs to be adjusted. It seems like they want to start an electrical appliance project, but it hasn't been decided yet."

"Hmm, I know about this. She mentioned it to me last week."

Li Xuewu carried his luggage and overcoat up the stairs and responded, "I didn't know she had stayed in the capital for a week. Maybe she had something to do."

"That's really something," Wu Shuping followed behind him and said with a smile, "Don't you two meet? Every time you come to Jinmen, you compete with me."

"Sigh—"

Li Xuewu went upstairs, looked back at her and said, "I am innocent."

"I believe you. Who said you weren't innocent?"

Wu Shuping pushed him amusedly, signaling him to continue walking, while saying, "I just feel that she likes you; you should always give some response, right?"

"Do you think I dare? Can I?"

Li Xuewu put away his luggage, raised his hand and pointed to his own head, saying, "The thoughts, awareness, and responsibilities here do not allow me to do such things."

"Fine, fine, fine, I know you are a good person."

Wu Shuping went to the master bedroom to check on the sleeping child, then came to the guest room and asked, "Are you sleeping here tonight? I'll get you a quilt."

"No need, I'll sleep in the master bedroom."

Li Xuewu, who just said he was a serious person, seemed to have shattered his own persona.

At this moment, he helplessly signaled downstairs and asked, "When did Lu Jie start helping take care of the house next door?"

"You mean..."

Wu Shuping was also stunned for a moment, her eyes changed, and she explained, "Before winter."

"That time you didn't come, it was Director Li and Zhou Miaomiao who came together. She came over to ask; I was embarrassed to say I didn't agree, so..."

She was a bit panicked and asked in a low voice, "Wasn't she hired by you?"

"I said it before, I don't know her. She was hired through connections; it's safer."

Li Xuewu stood at the guest room door, glanced downstairs, turned back to her and said, "Be careful. Even if there's no problem, you have to be vigilant."

"I know—"

Wu Shuping pinched her hands; she felt bad inside. Li Xuewu had done so much for her and the child, and she had almost caused trouble for the other party.

Li Xuewu picked out his pajamas, signaled the direction of the bathroom and said, "I'll take a bath first. We'll talk later; I have something to do."

How often does Li Xuewu come to Jinmen?

Rarely, no more than five times a year.

In other words, the number of times Wu Shuping can have contact with him is no more than a handful.

Before this, the only connection and relationship between the two was that they were colleagues of Li Xuewen.

Later, there was the bond of Hong Kong and Jinmen.

From her pregnancy to Jinmen, to the birth of the child, and her being invited to participate in the recycling station business.

During this period, the two gradually established a good tacit understanding, and in the eyes of outsiders, they were like a married couple.

Especially since the two had superb acting skills, they even gained the approval of Zhou Xiaobai.

This could be seen from the resentment coming from the guest room every time he came to Jinmen at night.

If they could fool Zhou Xiaobai, they could naturally fool Zhou Miaomiao, and the ultimate BOSS, Li Huai De.

Having buried a landmine for so long, Li Xuewu didn't want it to explode early, or go off at the wrong time.

Old Li's suspicion and probing of him had never stopped. Now it was Zhou Miaomiao, and he didn't know who it would be later.

Why did he have a relationship with Zhou Miaomiao? On one hand, it was to stabilize her, and also to stabilize Old Li.

And what relationship is closer than being fellow travelers? If he doesn't treat Zhou Miaomiao as an outsider, Old Li won't treat him as an enemy.

Once you enter the game, you don't believe Old Li won't take the bait.

Of course, Lu Jie taking care of the house counts as a kind of open strategy.

Li Xuewu wouldn't ask Lu Jie, nor would he show excessive nervousness.

It was just that what needed to be reminded to Wu Shuping had to be made clear, otherwise it would be easy to reveal the truth.

It's not that Lu Jie would definitely be bought off; Li Xuewu firmly believed that Li Huai De wouldn't do that.

Stun the snake, they still needed to save face for each other.

However, in daily conversations, it was inevitable that some key information would be leaked.

For Lu Jie, it might be daily chatter, but in the eyes of those with intentions, it wouldn't be.

Therefore, even if Zhou Xiaobai wasn't here, Li Xuewu had to sleep in the master bedroom.

Anyway, he was a serious person; what was he afraid of?

And Wu Shuping, on the contrary, was worried about this.

As long as you are a normal person, living under the same roof and sleeping together, who wouldn't have other thoughts? This isn't decided by ideology.

As long as you think about it, you will plant a seed in your heart. Every time Li Xuewu comes to Jinmen, he fertilizes and waters this seed. She was really scared.

So in front of Li Xuewu, she tried her best to maintain her previous confidence and attitude, and she also had to show the tacit understanding of a loving couple with Li Xuewu in front of outsiders.

It was too torturous. She finally understood how hard and helpless those fake couples working underground were back then.

Even if they were determined, wouldn't they inevitably have some improper thoughts like her?

So, when Li Xuewu carried his luggage to the guest room, her inner sensitivity flared up.

On the surface, she had to pretend to be a normal greeting and proactively offer to help prepare the quilt, but in reality, she was probing Li Xuewu's thoughts on whether he wanted to sleep in the master bedroom.

Moreover, she wasn't sure whether she wanted him to sleep in the guest room or the master bedroom.

Actually, she didn't know that the moment she doubted herself, she had already made a decision.

So, when a man says no, it's no, and when a woman says no... it's "is it not no".

"You should have seen the news in the newspaper, right?"

Li Xuewu walked into the master bedroom in his pajamas, first looked at the child, then lifted the quilt and got into bed.

The little one was sleeping very sweetly, chubby, and it seemed the food was quite good.

Don't ask; asking means smelling it!

The milky scent in the master bedroom was very strong, and it wasn't like his nose wasn't working.

Wu Shuping was reading a book. Hearing him ask, she put down the book and replied, "Yafang wrote me a letter and told me about the relevant situation."

"Hmm, I heard it from Sister-in-law."

Li Xuewu lay down, looked at her and asked, "What is your opinion?"

"I don't need to tell you about the situation at Huaqing; you should know the situation in the capital."

He turned his head, looked at the ceiling and said, "If you are willing to return to Beijing, I will be responsible for arranging your life in the capital."

"Are you willing to let me return to Beijing?"

Wu Shuping sat on the bed waiting for him for a long time; her heart was not as calm as she made it appear by reading.

She had just heard Li Xuewu mention that there was something to talk about, and she knew it was this matter.

From the news of the resumption of classes in the newspaper, she had already been struggling.

Struggling from September until now, every time she thought about Li Xuewu coming to Jinmen and inevitably finding her to talk about this, her heart felt a bit uneasy and lost.

Li Xuewu hadn't come, so she was like a prisoner waiting for sentencing; today, it was finally going to be announced.

Yet, for some reason, she actually asked such a question.

Just as Li Xuewu looked over with surprise, she suppressed the panic in her heart and explained with feigned calmness, "I mean your plan."

"If I return to Beijing, will this plan of yours be scrapped?"

"Oh, you mean this," Li Xuewu smiled, lay back down and said, "You scared me; I thought..."

"Thought what? Can you be serious?"

Wu Shuping patted his shoulder with a pout and said, "I've been worried about this the whole time."

"Hmm, I have thought about it—"

Li Xuewu pondered, looking at the ceiling, and said intermittently, "This plan, actually, I thought about it later, it's a bit selfish..."

"I'll just stay in Jinmen."

Before Li Xuewu finished speaking, Wu Shuping put the book in her hand on the bedside table.

"My status is different from Yafang and Xuewen, after all. You don't need to struggle with this point."

She turned around, looked at Li Xuewu and said, "And, from the news Yafang gave, the school hasn't ended the relevant activities."

"If I go back, I will inevitably have to accept relevant investigations and inquiries. How do I explain where I went during this time, and how do I explain Li Xin's identity?"

"Hmm, I can help you with all of these."

Li Xuewu propped himself up and said, "After all, you've helped me for so long. If you return to Beijing, this plan can be slightly modified."

He thought for a moment and said, "There shouldn't be any problem, and the child can also..."

"Forget it, I don't have any obsession with teaching," Wu Shuping interrupted him and said, "If possible, I'd rather go home."

"I understand what you mean," Li Xuewu nodded; he really understood.

Having experienced so much, it's inevitable that some people will feel cold-hearted and re-examine their original impulses.

Not everyone will be respected and admired like that gentleman who resolutely returned to the country.

The four words "resolutely returned to the country" are too heavy and too bitter for some people.

Therefore, when the environment improved, so many people used connections to find ways to leave and never came back. They were really scared, and they regretted it; more importantly, they were calm and weary.

The behavior and state of mind of these people can be understood. Don't talk about nobility; if it were you, it would be the same.

It's just that the behavior of these people set off those greater people as more precious and respectable.

Things are different, people have changed, everything is over; I want to speak, but tears flow first.

This is the situation of how many people who have gained a new life. Li Xuewu naturally understood Wu Shuping's decision.

He wouldn't do things to persuade people to be good; he wasn't that great, and he wouldn't use others to realize his own greatness.

It was just that Wu Shuping seemed to misunderstand his meaning, rolling in bed for a long time after the lights were out, as if she couldn't find a comfortable posture or position.

It wasn't until Li Xuewu proactively took her into his arms that she had a particularly steady sleep.

Don't misunderstand; it was just a hug. Li Xuewu didn't have that intention; sleeping together naked would also be fine.

He said he was serious, so he was serious.

"The electronic industrial parts supply chain meeting is not as..."

Zhuang Cangshu proactively greeted him from the building, wanting to explain after Li Xuewu got out of the car.

It was just that Li Xuewu didn't care about what he cared about, waved his hand and said, "I understand, don't worry about the pomp."

"It's a business meeting, don't turn it into a perfunctory one."

Li Xuewu stood by the sedan, looked at the newly renovated office building and asked, "Has it started?"

"Yes, today is the third day, so it's mainly business negotiations."

Zhuang Cangshu heard Li Xuewu say this, and the tension in his heart eased a lot. He reported, "We previously displayed some electrical appliances in the lobby."

"How is it? How is the effect?"

Li Xuewu looked at the office staff coming in and out of the building entrance from time to time. The winter sun shone down, and everyone had a busy and nervous look on their faces.

"The effect is very good, unexpectedly good," Zhuang Cangshu introduced with a smile, "Some manufacturers even inquired about the prices and sales of these appliances."

"We are accepting all comers and have already handed over the relevant orders to the Business Department to handle."

"That's fine, it's like a trade fair now."

Li Xuewu wasn't in a hurry to go in, but stood at the building entrance, sizing up the office building where the courtyards had been connected after repairs.

After acquiring the three adjacent properties, the courtyards here were opened up, forming the current office area.

These three properties were given to the Trade Management Center, and a property across the street was given to the Joint Savings Bank; the scale was very generous.

"Is the current office space enough now?"

Li Xuewu looked at him with a smile and said, "For your sake, I cried poor and even annoyed Deputy Director Jing."

"It's enough, it's enough," Zhuang Cangshu said very embarrassedly, "I heard Deputy Director Jing was angry. I've caused you trouble."

"What trouble or not? It's work; if it's there, it has to be done, right?"

Li Xuewu wouldn't make things difficult for him, as long as his work was done well.

He raised his hand and patted his arm, signaled the wide courtyard and office building complex and asked, "Do you have any intention to make this kind of trade fair normalized?"

"Leader, what do you mean?"

Zhuang Cangshu didn't understand his words and looked at him hesitantly.

Who in the factory agency didn't know that Deputy Director Li had the best brain? Any idea was worth a thousand pieces of gold.

Since he mentioned it now, it must be a good idea, and he was here to send him performance.

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said, "You said it yourself, someone inquired about the sales of goods at the supply chain meeting, which means there is a market."

"There are twelve months in a year; hold a special session every month, either for cars or appliances."

He signaled the courtyard and building complex and said, "This venue is given to you; you have to make use of it."

"Just in the form of an internal trade fair, invite brother units from all over the country to visit, learn, and exchange."

"That..." Zhuang Cangshu seemed to understand, his eyes bright as he asked, "Buying or not isn't important; what's important is promoting that we have this?"

He was really material for sales management; he understood it instantly.

Li Xuewu patted his arm again, signaled the direction of the building, and said while walking, "Trade Management Center, if there is no business, it won't come by itself; you can invite them by phone."

"Sales is absolutely not sitting at home waiting for guests to come. Even the fragrance of wine fears the depth of the alley; do you understand?"

"Director Zhuang! Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

As the two were talking, someone proactively came over to greet them.

Zhuang Cangshu was thinking about things and didn't pay attention, feeling confused.

The other party was quite transparent and introduced himself, "I am from the Jinmen Electronics Factory. My name is Guo Xian."

Li Xuewu had long known that the other party was from the Jinmen Electronics Factory, because he saw Zheng Xiaoyan.

Zheng Xiaoyan also saw him.

It was just that seeing Li Xuewu get out of a high-end sedan, and being proactively greeted and befriended by her own leader, she felt uncomfortable.

Moreover, Li Xuewu actually ignored her!

PS: There must be someone asking who Zheng Xiaoyan is. ===== CHAPTER 1214 =====