Chapter 1334: Old Cheng is nothing more than this

"Still have activities tonight?"

Jing Yunong came out of the room and saw Li Xuewu wearing outdoor clothes, about to go downstairs; her eyebrows arched.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself; perhaps influenced by that Zhou Xiaobai, she had actually taken the initiative to manage Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu looked back, saw it was her, and explained with a faint smile: "Director Li invited me to play mahjong together."

"Play mahjong? At this hour?"

She raised her hand to check the time on her wrist, her face filled with a skeptical expression.

It was almost nine o'clock after they finished dinner together; they had just returned upstairs to tidy up, and now they were going to play mahjong?

"Don't you all feel tired?"

"It's alright, who told him to be the leader."

Li Xuewu also heard the skepticism in Jing Yunong's words; he smiled and pointed downstairs, saying: "I'll head down first, they are still waiting."

Jing Yunong watched his back without speaking, waiting until he passed the corner before walking to the window.

Downstairs, there were two cars: one was the Volga that she was quite familiar with, used by the Tianjin Trade Management Center for reception, and the other was an Antelope.

She watched as Li Xuewu went downstairs, spoke a few words with Zhou Xiaobai who was waiting outside the car, and then they both got into the vehicle.

Zhou Xiaobai sat in the front passenger seat, and Li Xuewu got into the back.

This didn't prove anything; Jing Yunong knew very well that Li Huai De was also in the Volga sedan.

But going out to play mahjong at this hour—would they even be able to come back?

They couldn't come back; they really couldn't come back.

Li Xuewu admitted he was a scumbag, always good at deceiving people.

But he couldn't exactly say he had a home here; that would make Deputy Director Jing too jealous and heartbroken.

For the sake of Deputy Director Jing's mood, he could only pull Li Huai De's tiger skin to use as a banner, claiming they were going out to play mahjong.

Li Huai De, of course, didn't mind, but this excuse was a bit fake. After tossing and turning all day, did they still have the energy to play mahjong at night?

Li Xuewu didn't listen to that; if there was no energy for mahjong, there would be energy for poker.

The car returned from the seaside resort area to the Trade Management Center side, crossed the bridge, and headed straight for the villa area.

As a result, right at the gate, after Li Xuewu got out of the car, he discovered that the property next door belonging to Old Li had its lights on.

No need to ask; Old Li had brought the poker.

"Coming inside to sit for a while?"

Li Huai De perhaps noticed Li Xuewu's gaze and greeted him with a smile.

He didn't mind the awkwardness, but Li Xuewu found it cringeworthy.

"It's too late, let's have breakfast together tomorrow morning." Li Xuewu smiled and gestured toward his home, saying: "Take advantage of the time to see the children."

"Mm, then see you tomorrow morning." Li Huai De wasn't overly polite either; he nodded and urged: "Just keep it simple with Lu Jie."

"Then I'll have Lu Jie go over to call you for a good breakfast tomorrow morning." Li Xuewu responded, watched him enter the courtyard, and then turned back to look at Zhou Xiaobai and Wu Shuping who had gotten out of the car, his gaze carrying a hint of profound meaning.

Zhou Xiaobai was a busybody; following Li Xuewu's lead, she carefully glanced at the house next door, a look of disdain appearing at the corner of her mouth.

As for Wu Shuping, she was already accustomed to it; she tightened her coat, said something to Yang Zhao who was driving, and went to open the door.

After Yang Erhai returned, he assisted Wu Shuping in Tianjin with the recycling station and supply chain business.

Today, he was also the one who drove Wu Shuping and Zhou Xiaobai to the club to inspect the club's supply services.

Wu Shuping was indeed there to inspect the project; dinner was very simple, unlike Zhou Xiaobai who was so carefree.

Of course, Zhou Xiaobai wasn't there to inspect; she had other tasks.

Don't ask; if you ask, it's classified.

"Not coming into the house to rest for a while?"

Watching Yang Erhai turn the car around with the Volga's driver, Li Xuewu asked from outside the car window.

Yang Erhai waved his hand, gestured a phone-calling motion, and then drove the car away.

He didn't need to report on the work in Tianjin; Wu Shuping understood it no less than he did, and it was even more systematic.

As for catching up on old times, he returned to the capital two or three times a month and saw Li Xuewu quite often; there were no old times to catch up on.

"The recycling station can't function without someone there."

Wu Shuping opened the courtyard gate, stood to one side waiting for the two to enter, and explained when she saw Li Xuewu watching Yang Zhao's car leave.

Li Xuewu nodded, stepped into the small courtyard, and asked: "The newly hired people aren't suitable?"

"Even if they were suitable, I wouldn't trust them."

After Zhou Xiaobai followed them into the courtyard, she closed the gate and responded: "The current business is quite complicated."

"Yang Zhao has to watch the incoming and outgoing goods every night, otherwise I'm not at ease."

Seeing the house door open and Lu Jie appear at the entrance, she stopped mentioning work matters.

Li Xuewu smiled and greeted Lu Jie, asking: "Are the children asleep?"

"They rested after eight." Lu Jie politely fetched slippers for them and took the clothes from their hands, hanging them up one by one.

Time had entered October; the nighttime temperature was already very low, especially since Tianjin was a few degrees colder than the capital.

When Li Xuewu left, Gu Ning specifically instructed Er Ya to help him pack warm clothing, fearing it would be even colder here.

Don't look at how little Zhou Xiaobai was wearing; she did it for beauty and was willing to endure the cold.

Look at Wu Shuping; she had put on her wool coat early on, preferring to wear thinner clothes underneath.

"Didn't they make a fuss wanting their mother?" Li Xuewu took off his wool jacket, glanced upstairs, and asked Lu Jie: "Did they cry?"

"They cry a few times before sleeping." Lu Jie replied helplessly: "This child is habitually fussy before sleep, but it's fine after coaxing for a while."

"I'm also used to being away."

Wu Shuping rubbed her hands, went to the bathroom, and when she came out, she smoothed her hair and said: "He can fall asleep by himself too."

"It's just that Lu Jie is attentive and can't bear to hear him cry."

She smiled at Lu Jie, praised her a few more times in front of Li Xuewu, and also received Lu Jie's politeness.

She wasn't the one who hired the person, and having lived under the same roof with Lu Jie for so long, there was still a barrier between them.

Just as Li Xuewu reminded her, Lu Jie was not worth trusting, even though she was someone he had found.

He didn't even trust the Lou family, let alone a former servant.

Of course, this refers to the Lou family, not Sister Lou.

The Lou family is the Lou family, and Lou Xiaoe is Lou Xiaoe; these are not the same concept. To him, Lou Xiaoe cannot represent the Lou family.

"Are you still going to bathe?"

Wu Shuping glanced at the time on the wall and said: "If you want to bathe, I'll go up and run hot water for you."

"Forget it, a quick rinse is fine."

Li Xuewu nodded at Lu Jie, stepped onto the stairs, and said: "I'll go see the child first."

Wu Shuping re-tied her hair and glanced at Zhou Xiaobai, who was following Li Xuewu upstairs step by step; her eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

What had happened to Zhou Xiaobai, what changes had occurred—how could it escape her eyes?

This time when Li Xuewu came to Tianjin, she had long been mentally prepared, but she hadn't expected this girl to be so impatient.

"Oh my, look how cute he is when he's asleep."

Zhou Xiaobai stretched out her finger to gently poke Li Xin's rosy little face, laughing softly as she said to Li Xuewu: "Isn't he?"

"Hehe—" Li Xuewu looked at Li Xin, who was sleeping soundly, and couldn't help but laugh as well.

A child's chubby face could indeed embody the word "cute." Li Xin ate well, and he even looked a bit like Crayon Shin-chan.

And this was even after he had lost some weight. Every time Li Xuewu came, he could feel his growth and his changes.

"If you wake him up, you'll be the one coaxing him—"

Wu Shuping walked into the room behind the two and reminded them with amusement: "If he wakes up, don't expect him to fall asleep for two hours."

"Hee hee, do you trust me to coax him?"

Zhou Xiaobai giggled and stood guard by Li Xin's small bed, refusing to let go, as if she had never seen a child before.

How could Wu Shuping not know her little thoughts? She deliberately pretended not to know and found pajamas and a towel for Li Xuewu from the wardrobe.

"Really don't need to soak in a bath?" She looked at Li Xuewu and said: "Running hot water is convenient; Lu Jie has already boiled the hot water."

"Forget it, I'm not that tired."

Li Xuewu took the underwear and pajamas, glanced at the child again, and then went to the bathroom.

Zhou Xiaobai's peripheral vision swept over Li Xuewu's departing figure, but she was slow to act, still looking at the child.

Wu Shuping sized her up and nodded imperceptibly, thinking to herself that Zhou Xiaobai was prepared to wait it out.

She didn't pay any mind, changed into pajamas on her own, and deliberately didn't wear underwear.

Constantly observing Zhou Xiaobai's expression, she could clearly see that this girl was a bit broken.

How could she not be broken? Every time Li Xuewu came to Tianjin, he slept with Wu Shuping.

If it was like this every time, then her self-assumed view that the two didn't have that kind of relationship would be shattered.

How could she be like this—

Zhou Xiaobai was a bit angry, feeling very uncomfortable inside, blaming Wu Laoshi for deliberately seducing Li Ge.

Director Li next door was blind, saying Li Xin looked especially like Li Ge, but Zhou Xiaobai just couldn't see where the two resembled each other.

She had known Li Xuewu longer; at least she considered herself earlier than Wu Shuping.

At that time, Li Ge wasn't married yet, or rather, he had just gotten married; how could he have a child with a university professor?

Zhou Xiaobai didn't believe it; she wouldn't believe it even if she died.

From the current various situations, she felt that Li Ge was deliberately protecting Wu Shuping, or had other purposes.

And Wu Shuping's participation in the work of Tianjin Shunfeng Trading truly embodied Li Ge's trust in her.

Especially since the two had set up a home here.

What made Zhou Xiaobai doubt herself was that Li Xuewu didn't avoid her, bringing her along to stay here.

It was hard to say before, but now that she and Li Ge had that kind of relationship, could they still live together in front of her?

If it were really like that, it would mean the two had no problems and no such relationship; after all, Li Ge had to care about her.

Even if he didn't care about her that much, he had to consider Wu Shuping's feelings.

One mountain cannot hold two tigers.

Li Xuewu wouldn't be such a scumbag as to put his two women together to live; she had confidence in Li Ge.

Therefore, since she and Li Xuewu already had a relationship, it meant Li Xuewu didn't have a substantial relationship with her.

Then what kind of relationship did they have?

"Aren't you going back to sleep yet?"

Li Xuewu returned from washing up and found Zhou Xiaobai still sitting by Li Xin's small bed, watching the child.

Wu Shuping was already lying on the bed, reading a novel.

"I'm not sleepy, I'll go sleep in a while."

Zhou Xiaobai raised her head, her expression somewhat puzzled, looking at him somewhat stubbornly; her attitude was already very straightforward.

You don't leave, I don't leave, hmph!

"I'm sleepy, look at the child tomorrow."

Li Xuewu twitched the corner of his mouth and persuaded her: "Be good, hurry back to sleep, there's work tomorrow."

"I won't, I want to watch for a while longer."

Seeing him say this, Zhou Xiaobai turned her head away in a huff to look at the child.

Why was she angry?

Because based on the conclusion she had just reached, at this time, Li Xuewu should be going back to the room to sleep with her.

She had seen it; Wu Shuping wasn't even wearing underwear under her pajamas. If Li Ge stayed here, it would mean her conclusion was wrong.

Which would prove the two had that kind of relationship; some problems wouldn't need to be awkward, and everything would be explained.

So angry—

"It doesn't matter, if you like watching the child, you can have Li Ge help you move Li Xin to your room."

Wu Shuping looked at the novel in her hand and said calmly: "We'll even save the trouble of getting up in the middle of the night to coax him to sleep."

"Hmph—" Zhou Xiaobai knew she couldn't keep up the act, stood up angrily, and glared at Li Xuewu with wide eyes.

She didn't speak, just glared like that, like an ox.

Li Xuewu found it amusing, reached out to flick her forehead, and asked: "Do you want me to help you move him over?"

"Hmph—" Zhou Xiaobai was even angrier, stomped her feet in a huff, turned around, and went out the door.

Li Xuewu looked back at the fluttering door, amused and annoyed, "Is there a bellows installed in that stomach?"

"Then why don't you hurry and chase her." Wu Shuping's gaze never left the book, and the pages hadn't been turned, but she said faintly: "I'm afraid you'll have to go sleep in her room tonight, otherwise none of us will be able to rest; I'm afraid she'll blow the roof off in anger."

"The book is upside down." Li Xuewu walked to the bedside and sat down, reminding her with his back turned, and wiped himself off on his own.

Wu Shuping was somewhat surprised, and somewhat flustered as she looked at the book in her hand, then looked at the cover, only then realizing she had been played by Li Xuewu; she hadn't held it upside down.

Bang—

The pillow hit Li Xuewu's back with moderate force, followed by her coquettish rebuke, "You're so bad—"

Indeed, Li Xuewu was so bad.

"Not sleeping in the middle of the night, reading The Count of Monte Cristo."

Li Xuewu didn't mind the pillow hit, turned his head, smiled at her, and asked: "You have this leisure and elegance?"

But just when she hit Li Xuewu, Wu Shuping had sat up straight, and under the pull of her pajamas, her chest was exposed.

Li Xuewu turned his head and saw a "half-hidden behind the pipa," what a brilliant sight.

After having a child, these headlights were truly dazzling.

He was, of course, a gentleman; how could he take advantage of someone like that? After seeing clearly, he turned away.

And Wu Shuping also discovered his gaze and actions; her face flushed red instantly, and she hurriedly tidied her pajamas.

"Hurry up, in a while Xiaobai is going to tear the house down."

She took advantage of the sound coming from the hallway to flusteredly change the subject; that was the sound of Zhou Xiaobai moving a chair.

Don't ask why Zhou Xiaobai was moving a chair in the middle of the night; perhaps she was angry and wanted to go out and plow the fields.

"Don't ever tell me you two have no relationship; I don't want to hear it, and I'm not qualified to hear it."

Seeing Li Xuewu turn around wanting to speak, Wu Shuping raised her hand to signal him to stop, "Now hurry over, I want to rest."

"I just wanted you to hand me the pillow."

Li Xuewu listened calmly to her finish her resentful words, then pointed to the pillow she had just swung away.

Wu Shuping was so embarrassed; she felt angry and wronged inside. So, it was all her own wishful thinking just now?

Mm, she had urged Li Xuewu to hurry over again and again, all because she had misinterpreted his meaning; Li Xuewu had intended to go over all along.

Then, with her doing this again and again, was she being a bit too obvious?

"Here, take it, hurry and go."

She didn't know what was wrong with her; she threw the pillow from her side, stopped reading the book, tossed it aside, turned over, and lay down.

People always say there are four things you can't hold down: a pig at New Year's, a startled donkey, an angry wife, and a fish just caught.

Wu Shuping wasn't his wife, but looking at this, no matter where he slept tonight, he would offend the other one.

How about—half the night for each?

Li Xuewu didn't dare suggest this proposal; otherwise, he wouldn't even have the right to choose, and he'd have to go sleep on the sofa downstairs tonight.

Really, how did he, clean and upright, fall into such a state? Women really affect the speed of drawing a sword.

When he went out the door hugging the sofa, he could still hear a bellows installed in Wu Shuping's stomach.

Sigh, Mr. Lu was right; beautiful people suffer, handsome people are tired.

"Didn't you rest well last night?"

At the breakfast table, Li Huai De sized Li Xuewu up and asked: "Why do you look even more exhausted than me?"

"Long drought meets sweet rain, meeting an old friend in a foreign land."

Li Xuewu glanced upstairs, shook his head helplessly, then blinked and asked with a mischievous smile: "How about you? You don't look like you rested well either."

"Young people are just able to toss and turn—"

Old Li also sighed, rubbed his aching lower back, and whispered: "Bring some more of that medicinal wine."

"Used it up so quickly?"

Li Xuewu looked at him in surprise and whispered a reminder: "You'd better take it easy; tonics shouldn't be overused. If you leak too much, you won't be able to plug it."

"Mm, I know my own body."

Old Li sighed helplessly, his eyes full of unwillingness as he touched Li Xuewu's arm and whispered: "Can't always admit defeat."

"You still have ambition, comparing physical strength with young people."

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile and responded: "No problem, I'll have someone send it to you when we get back."

"Just send it to the guesthouse." Li Huai De was very afraid of others knowing, and whispered: "Let Xiao Jin open the door."

"Understood, I'll follow your arrangements."

Li Xuewu responded very seriously, gestured toward the house next door, raised an eyebrow, and asked: "Han Lu isn't eating breakfast?"

"She's asleep, said she wasn't hungry."

Li Huai De didn't feel embarrassed, nor did he feel he could hide it from Li Xuewu.

The two lived right next door; who didn't know who.

Seeing Wu Laoshi looking radiant and spirited this morning, he knew Li Xuewu hadn't suffered less fatigue last night.

Truly a young person; can't envy that.

Li Xuewu said he didn't admit to being old, insisting on comparing with young people; in fact, he wasn't refusing to admit he was old, he was also forced.

"Thank you, Secretary-General, I didn't expect I would have a gift."

Xiaoxiao received a packaging box from Li Xuewu very gratefully, her face full of surprise.

She had been coming to the Haiyuncang villa every day after work for the past two days, or to be precise, starting two days ago, she would come here every day to tutor and help Li Shu with piano and cultural lessons.

Li Xuewu's way of doing things would never be picked out as wrong by others; even if it wasn't specially prepared for her, he would be this generous.

"I don't have time to stroll the mall; I entrusted the club manager to prepare it for me. Just a little bit of heart, hope you like it."

"I like it very much, thank you, Secretary-General."

Xiaoxiao looked at the light blue silk scarf in the box, her mood was very beautiful; the feeling of being remembered was truly good.

Li Shu curiously stood on tiptoe, stretching her neck to look at the box in Teacher Xiaoxiao's hand, wanting to see what was inside.

Hearing Teacher Xiaoxiao's excited tone, even the gift she had just unwrapped from her own box didn't feel fragrant anymore; she wanted the one the teacher had.

"Do you want to swap with me?" She shook the tin pencil box she had just unwrapped from the gift box and looked at Teacher Xiaoxiao seriously: "I don't mind either; this is made of iron."

What she meant was, mine is iron, yours is cloth; I'll swap this one to you, Teacher, you've earned it.

Xiaoxiao glanced at the little one, just pretended not to see, silently put away the silk scarf in her hand, and said to Li Shu: "Need to learn another piece; we are starting class."

"Teacher, Teacher, let me see your rag."

Li Shu wouldn't let Xiaoxiao go, jumping on her feet and reaching out, wanting to grab the gift box in the teacher's hand.

It was just that she hadn't figured out what the gift in the teacher's hand was; seeing a small piece of cloth, she thought it was a rag.

Dad is really something; how can you give a rag as a gift.

You ask why Li Shu thought it was a rag but still wanted to swap gifts; this question was too easy to understand.

She didn't need to think about what was good about that rag; she only saw the teacher's surprised expression and knew it was a good thing.

At least it was better than the stationery box in her hand; what was good about this tin box? She hated carrying it every day because it was heavy.

"Alright, if you don't go, then follow Teacher Xiaoxiao and practice piano at home; we are leaving." Li Xuewu said this, really picked up Li Ning who ran over, stepped onto the stairs, and prepared to go back to change clothes for his son.

Xiaoxiao watched Li Shu quietly, waiting for her decision.

Was it going out to play, or practicing piano with her.

If it were usual, she would still hope Li Shu would learn with her, reducing the time spent going out to play, because her time was limited.

Now it was the Secretary-General who said he was taking them out to play; note, here the Secretary-General used the word "we."

That is to say, he would also take her along.

"Sigh—" Li Shu thought for a long while, then raised her head and said to Xiaoxiao: "I'm doing this all for you."

"What do you mean?" Xiaoxiao arched her eyebrows and asked the little girl with a big heart: "Do you want to make it clear?"

"Does this still need asking?" Li Shu sighed helplessly and said: "Since you want to go out to play so much, I have to accompany you."

"It's you who wants to go out to play so much—" Xiaoxiao was truly convinced by this little girl; how could she have so many tricks.

Clearly, she was the one who wanted to go out to play; first, she used this to make a deal with her father, and after being seen through, she came to coax her to earn a favor.

She was only three and a half years old; where did she get such cleverness!

Beijing welcomed a clear and refreshing autumn day this Sunday, with fresh air; many people chose to take their children out for a stroll.

The most suitable locations, besides the sweaty mountain climbing activities and the not-so-interesting historical sites, were actually the cultural exhibitions being held at the Industrial Exhibition Hall in the Liangma River Industrial Zone outside Dongzhimen, which were worth seeing.

The Volga sedan sped all the way, along the straight road, carrying Li Ning's expectation and Li Shu's resentment, and even more of Xiaoxiao's full joy, driving toward the Industrial Exhibition Hall.

Gu Ning didn't want to come, but Li Xuewu persuaded her for a long time, even using himself and the children to persuade her.

Li Xuewu had just arrived home from Tianjin; if it weren't for Sunday, he wouldn't have any vacation after returning.

Today's weather was just right, and both children were at home; it was perfect for a family outing.

What was more meaningful was that Gu Ning hadn't accompanied her son and daughter out to relax for a long time; she had been drilling into big books recently.

With Li Xuewu's gentleness and the children's expectations, no matter how heavy her study tasks were, Gu Ning could only put them all down.

In the back seat, Li Ning was like a monkey, climbing from Dad's side to Mom's side, looking at the scenery outside the window, and then crawling back from Mom's side to Dad's side, making faces at his sister.

Li Xuewu could clearly feel that since Li Shu started school, her personality had matured a lot, and she had learned to control her emotions.

This wasn't because the teacher taught any principles, but because she had expanded her horizons by interacting with children of the same age.

Children also think; some things can be done, some things cannot be done, and they want to be praised everywhere.

Especially in a collective environment, the desire for honor and praise is even stronger.

If there are many children in the family, this desire is also obvious; even if there are only two children, they will make comparisons.

"Dad, I want a balloon—"

Fortunately, the car ownership rate in this era wasn't very high; otherwise, just finding a parking space would be a problem.

Coming out of the parking lot, Li Shu pointed to the balloon-selling window at the gift service department next to the visitor center at the entrance of the Industrial Exhibition Hall and shouted for a balloon.

"Your factory is really good at doing business."

Gu Ning glanced at it, turned to Li Xuewu, and said: "Why do I feel this is your idea?"

"You really guessed it right." Li Xuewu also said with a bitter smile: "I just didn't expect this trick to fall on me."

"Was it really your idea?" Xiaoxiao curiously glanced at the Secretary-General and asked: "Is there any saying?"

"There is no saying; it's just for creating income." Li Xuewu smiled faintly at her and explained: "If cultural exhibitions only rely on selling tickets, it is impossible to maximize benefits."

"Very easy to understand, isn't it?"

Perhaps seeing the confusion in Xiaoxiao's gaze, he continued to explain: "Those who can come to see cultural exhibitions are nothing more than two types of people."

"One type is those who hope to complete learning and obtain emotional value, and the other type is those who hope others learn and obtain emotional value."

"You mean young people and children?"

Xiaoxiao quickly understood the meaning in his words, opened her eyes slightly, and said: "So the things sold here are all related to the emotional value you mentioned?"

"This opinion was indeed proposed by me, but it's not just aimed at the Industrial Exhibition Hall; I talked to the Sales General Company once."

Li Xuewu shook his head slightly, watched Nie Xiaoguang run over and buy two balloons, giving one to Li Shu and one to Li Ning.

His care for the children could be called doting and spoiling, richer in sincere feelings than Han Jiankun.

This is called loving the house and its crow; he respects Li Xuewu, is loyal to Li Xuewu, and loves his children even more.

Li Shu smiled and thanked Uncle Guang, and Li Ning also learned from his sister, shouting "yi ya ya."

"For children, there are balloons, candy, comic books, etc.; for young people, there are photos, calligraphy and painting, art, etc."

Li Xuewu took them inside, and when passing by several stalls not far away, he gave a simple introduction to the few.

In fact, this cultural exhibition assisted by the Sales General Company was still very crude, just randomly putting up art, or pseudo-art, coordinated from the Trade Management Center, and letting tourists choose.

Fortunately, this era lacked such unique cultural selling concepts; whether it was young people or children's parents, they all bought it.

These so-called art pieces mostly endowed the characteristics of this era, such as badges, notebooks, poker cards, chess pieces, etc.

Speaking of this, in fact, everyone also knew where these things, which seemed to be art, came from.

Produced by the Prison Alliance, distributed by the Recycling Station, and placed in the Red Star Steel Group Industrial Exhibition Hall, they became art.

Xiaoxiao listened to the Secretary-General's explanation and roughly understood the meaning of Sister Ning's laughter at him.

Making industrial products into the appearance of culture makes them crafts; putting a cultural coat on crafts makes them art.

This art is also too worthless.

Wait, who said these crafts are worthless? Nie Xiaoguang was preparing to buy some comic books for the two children.

The salesperson introduced that the stories and themes of these comic books were all content of this cultural exhibition, very rare.

These story comic books would only be sold during the cultural exhibition; after this week, they wouldn't be bought on the market.

Rarity, fun, culture—multiple elements combined together; as long as children had a sense of comparison and curiosity, parents had no way not to buy it.

While nagging that the paper quality of the comic books here was better, the price was also higher, which was really not worth it.

But after saying it, they couldn't bear the child's longing eyes and painfully took out money.

Because they could choose not to buy, and the salesperson wouldn't over-promote; there was really no lack of customers coming to choose at this counter.

People in this era were really too lacking in spiritual food; after several years, their need and desire for culture were very lacking.

Now that the Liangma River Ecological Zone was organizing a cultural exhibition, you say how could they bear not to come and see the excitement.

The excitement was there, people came, and the economic benefits were there.

The Sales General Company was actually testing the Secretary-General's opinions, gradually introducing special activities in some events to create income.

Li Xuewu was too familiar with those endless business methods of later generations; he summarized some and gave them to the Sales General Company, and the marketing department treated them as treasures, and after testing, they were shocked as heaven.

How were these methods thought of? Every time they looked at the Secretary-General, their eyes carried awe.

Control of the human heart, understanding of human nature—not worthy of being an expert-type leader who could write criminal psychology.

Li Xuewu was moved that the boomerang hit himself; he finally fell into the trap he dug himself, and the Sales General Company organization department was also moved—if business could be done like this, then who would be their opponent in the future.

The interior of the exhibition hall used wooden boards and cardboard to partition many groups of spaces, and each space had characteristic cultural exhibitions.

Including cultural characteristics of various regions and ethnic groups across the country, food, scenery, myths and legends, inspirational figures, etc.

Li Shu looked at it with greedy eyes, and her mouth was also greedy, constantly pointing at the food map on the propaganda board and asking her father when he would go on a business trip here.

For a bite of food, she really wanted to send her father to a farther place, so that she could taste the food of the whole country without leaving home.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1336 =====

"Director Li's? Or the Secretary-General's?"

"Mm? Oh, I'm not very clear."

Cheng Kaiyuan didn't expect Su Weide to be so straightforward; after surprise, he said this calmly.

Taking advantage of the teacup he picked up, he glanced at the opposite side; Su Weide's gaze had been looking toward the lobby.

No need to look back to know that Su Weide was staring at Zhou Xiaobai.

Did Cheng Kaiyuan know Zhou Xiaobai's situation?

He knew, and he knew it very clearly.

Then why didn't he make it clear to Su Weide?

Very simple: no need. He wasn't Su Weide's father, nor did he owe Su Weide any favors; why should he make it clear to him?

Everyone was in the same team; that was true, but didn't everyone hope the other would fall into a pit early?

Who said the Red Star Steel Group's team was a united group?

He said it; who would believe it—

"I feel the situation of this Shunfeng Trading joint venture is a bit complicated—" Su Weide narrowed his eyes slightly, "Such a young general manager, able to be responsible for a joint venture company with such huge business."

"Mm, it's quite unusual." Cheng Kaiyuan seemed to feel something, nodded, looked at him, and replied: "Must have strength."

"Heh—hehe—" This remark made Su Weide, who was sitting opposite, laugh, "You really think so?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Cheng Kaiyuan tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and sized up the other party, "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing, I just have a lot of curiosity."

Su Weide was an old cat; how could he easily reveal his heart? At this moment, he put down the teacup in his hand and sighed: "We have lived in vain for these decades; we are not even as good as a little girl."

"Look at her; business can be done in the group, and even Director Li has to do reception work."

Cheng Kaiyuan didn't speak, just watched his performance.

Anyway, he would say it in the end; he would just watch him going in circles; it had no meaning.

Perhaps it was Cheng Kaiyuan's ungratefulness and lack of cooperation; Su Weide lost patience and confessed: "I want to understand this Shunfeng Trading joint venture, and by the way, understand this General Manager Zhou."

Oh ho—

Cheng Kaiyuan's eyes lit up; it was already 1968, were there still idiots who would fall into such a pit?

"What do you want to understand?"

Since someone wasn't afraid of death, was he afraid of watching someone die?

So Cheng Kaiyuan was also bad; he suppressed the change in his expression, frowned slightly, and reminded: "I don't approve of this move of yours."

"Why? Does she have three heads and six arms?"

Seeing him act so conservative and cautious, Su Weide's inner curiosity became even more severe.

"I just want to understand; is even this not allowed?"

"I didn't say understanding wasn't allowed." Cheng Kaiyuan's attitude suddenly relaxed; he lowered his head and said: "Understanding cannot turn into an investigation—"

"Oh? What does this mean?"

Su Weide seemed to have grasped something extraordinary; his curiosity became even heavier.

He leaned forward slightly, looked at Cheng Kaiyuan, and asked: "Or, are you very familiar with this Shunfeng Trading and General Manager Zhou?"

"Familiar, I wouldn't say how familiar."

Cheng Kaiyuan put away his warning attitude and said calmly: "Shunfeng Trading is the group's distributor; everyone knows this."

"And then? How did it become a distributor?"

Su Weide had the posture of getting to the bottom of things; he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "Who is its guide?"

"I don't know about this; I don't manage economic work."

Cheng Kaiyuan suddenly smiled, looked at Su Weide, and said: "Why don't you go ask the Secretary-General or Deputy Director Jing?"

He raised his hand to gesture behind him and introduced: "At that time, the Tianjin Trade Management Center was hosted and established by them; perhaps you can get some news from them."

Su Weide's gaze froze, and then he followed suit and laughed.

Ask Li Xuewu?

That would be better to go directly and ask that Zhou Xiaobai.

However, Deputy Director Jing could be contacted; she was the only one in the group's team who had a bad relationship with Li Xuewu.

Even Su Weide himself thought he hadn't torn his face with Li Xuewu; sitting together to eat and chat was possible.

Look at Jing Yunong; she basically ignored Li Xuewu; the two had a private feud.

However, Cheng Kaiyuan was right in front of him; how could he say he would go contact others? Today, his target was the injured Old Cheng.

"I don't understand what the problem is between understanding and investigation."

Su Weide smiled, looked at him, and said: "What if I ask the comrades in Discipline Inspection to conduct an investigation into this situation?"

"It wouldn't reach Director Li, or the Secretary-General, would it?"

Hearing this question, Cheng Kaiyuan arched his eyebrows.

He hoped Su Weide would make up his mind to investigate, preferably reaching Li Huai De and Li Xuewu.

It was just that he wasn't sure if Su Weide had this determination and confidence; he was so anxious now that he wanted to push the other party.

But now he didn't dare act rashly, fearing he would spoil things; what if Old Su became suspicious and didn't investigate anymore?

He understood this remark just now very clearly; Old Su was aiming at Li Huai De and Li Xuewu, wanting to investigate them from the Shunfeng Trading joint venture.

Investigate the interest involvement and pull both of them down.

Su Weide watched Cheng Kaiyuan thinking, thinking he was hesitating, but in reality?

Cheng Kaiyuan was thinking about how to push him appropriately; Old Su, you must not be a coward!

Su Weide said he would ask the comrades in Discipline Inspection to conduct an investigation; Cheng Kaiyuan believed this.

Don't look at Old Su not being in charge of Discipline Inspection now; he still had influence over Discipline Inspection, specifically with Zhou Zechuan, the head of the Discipline Inspection Division.

He wanted to arrange for Zhou Zechuan to investigate Shunfeng Trading to seek the investigation and liquidation of Li Huai De and Li Xuewu, at least to take down one of them.

Old Su was ruthless; he wouldn't move if he didn't, but if he did, it would cost lives.

It was just whether he could succeed.

Thinking of this, Cheng Kaiyuan recalled some suggestions from Zheng Xudong, the vice president of the Food General Company, a few days ago.

"Were you colleagues with Zhou Zechuan before?"

"Mm, not colleagues, superior and subordinate." Hearing him ask this, Su Weide's eyelids jumped with excitement.

This was a sign of being moved—

Without this intention, why would Cheng Kaiyuan ask him this?

He knew when he arrived that Cheng Kaiyuan had been thoroughly screwed over by Big Li and Little Li; he didn't believe Cheng Kaiyuan wouldn't want to take revenge on those two.

So with the early paving, this trip to Tianjin was just the right opportunity to probe.

Now it seemed everything was negotiable.

"You should know the supply chain system of the Trade Management Center, right?"

Sure enough, Cheng Kaiyuan seemed to have figured it out; he looked at Su Weide and introduced: "Factories will put off-plan products and tertiary industrial products into the supply chain system, and distribution companies will sell these products to units in need or lower-level supply units."

Su Weide had indeed learned about it, but not as deeply; now he understood these, but still listened carefully.

He listened carefully, and Cheng Kaiyuan also explained carefully, telling Su Weide everything he knew about the situation.

Finally, he mentioned Shunfeng Trading.

"Shunfeng Trading looks like a small enterprise, and as a distribution unit, it doesn't even have a very long history."

Cheng Kaiyuan said calmly: "But this doesn't hinder them from finding suitable scattered orders to do from the Trade Management Center."

"And, they also have relatively fixed distribution channels."

"What are the distribution channels?" Su Weide asked seriously: "Who in the group is responsible for these businesses?"

"This requires you to investigate yourself."

Cheng Kaiyuan put down the teacup, nodded, and stood up to leave.

Su Weide watched Cheng Kaiyuan's departing back and curled his lips, thinking to himself that Old Cheng was nothing more than this, a coward.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1335 =====