Chapter 1383: Kind-hearted and Gentle

"Hello, Secretary-General."

"Hello, leader."

Li Xuewu returned to the office with Dong Wenxue and saw that the room had been tidied up, with people cleaning inside.

"Secretary-General, these two were arranged by Director Liao to come and help; thanks to them, it was just tidied up."

Seeing the leader return, Yu Zhe stopped mopping the floor, turned around, and greeted him with a smile, also giving an explanation.

He was stunned, but he wasn't stupid; Old Zhang had already given him the bottom line, so how could he not know what to do?

Of course, it would be too much to say thanks; he had no friendship with Old Zhang, so there was no reason to receive the other party's help.

Thinking about it this way, the other party was so "polite," so they must be coming for the Secretary-General, wanting to sell a favor?

Yu Zhe explained the two people who had just taken the initiative to greet the leader in a relaxed tone, but didn't introduce their names.

That's interesting—

From the moment he got the news that he was going to Steel City with Li Xuewu, except for work hours, he had to go to his sister's for "study."

His sister called it study, but in his opinion, it was being lectured.

After more than half a month, it wasn't without gains; his sister was now the Office Director, and he had also learned a bit of the ropes.

Just this bit of the ropes was enough for Old Zhang and his apprentice to suffer; looking at the change in Old Zhang's face, he knew the power of this sentence.

This driver Yu is really not loyal!

Old Zhang secretly complained in his heart; he clearly hadn't offended the other party, so why did he end up in such a situation?

They say people from the pass are cunning; it's really not a lie. Just a small driver had such schemes; then he had misjudged him just now.

"Hello, Secretary-General, I am office secretary Zhang Enyuan, and this is clerk Ma Baosen."

Zhang Enyuan had some composure after all; seeing the leader look over, he introduced himself seriously.

He just responded like this, his eyes drifting unconsciously toward Director Dong beside the Secretary-General, as if asking for help.

Dong Wenxue smiled, didn't mind his gaze, walked to the sofa, and sat down. His secretary Zhang Wei scanned the room and silently took the initiative to pour tea.

"Hard work, thank you." Li Xuewu smiled slightly and said faintly: "There are a lot of things, they can be tidied up slowly, no need to rush."

"It's okay, Secretary-General." Zhang Enyuan saw the leader was so gentle, his heart settled for the most part, and the remaining bit of nervousness recovered to his usual steadiness because Director Dong was there.

"Little Ma and I ate quickly, and just happened to meet Director Liao returning, so he arranged for us to come over and see if there was anything we could help with." He explained with a smile: "Many hands make light work; you brought those documents, and we organized them into the cabinet in order."

Zhang Enyuan turned around and signaled the document cabinet behind him, introducing: "If you have any other requirements, we can do it now, to save them from taking up space in the room."

"Hmm, that's very good." Li Xuewu had seen it long ago; the document cabinet was neat and tidy, looking like the handiwork of an old administrative hand. He used to have this skill too, but didn't need it now.

"Yu Zhe." He turned to Yu Zhe, who was holding the mop, and instructed: "I have good cigarettes in my bag, share them with them."

"No, no, no, how can I take your things." Zhang Enyuan heard the leader say this and waved his hands repeatedly to decline: "This isn't appropriate, we were just doing what we could..."

Yu Zhe was straightforward; hearing the leader's arrangement, he didn't care how Old Zhang and the other were talking, took out two packs of Da Qianmen from his bag, and handed them over.

Seeing they were still trying to decline, he didn't care about that and just stuffed them into their hands. One pack each, not more, not less.

"Secretary-General, this—"

Zhang Enyuan looked at Li Xuewu with a face full of difficulty, his gaze falling on Director Dong, who was holding a teacup.

It was rare for those working in the office to receive such treatment, unless they happened to be in a good mood with Director Dong, and could get some cigarettes.

But such times were extremely rare; what leader would take the initiative to distribute cigarettes to subordinates? That would be turning the world upside down.

You think about what kind of style big leaders had in this era; workshop workers rarely saw them. Like Li Xuewu, who was willing to run to the workshop, conduct research with grassroots management, and care about workers and actual production, he was actually a strange flower.

Because of his actions, he achieved very good cadre-mass relations, and other leaders followed suit.

So compared to other enterprises, the Group leaders of Red Star Steel Group could be considered strange flowers; they also often went to the grassroots.

But it was a different situation in the administrative office, where the superior-subordinate relationship was serious and distinct, and everyone was putting on airs.

It was rumored that the Secretary-General was mighty and domineering, and very scary; when he really waved his hand to give them cigarettes, Old Zhang was in a dilemma again.

How could he accept this cigarette! If he had given one, he could still be polite and thank the leader. This was giving a whole pack right away.

The leader was so kind; was he planning to make him grateful, work himself to the bone, and die for him?

"Is this young man a newcomer?"

Seeing Li Xuewu sit down on the sofa, Dong Wenxue sized up the young man standing beside Old Zhang.

"Hello, Director Dong, my name is Ma Baosen, I've just been in our factory for a month, and I'm currently learning from my master."

"Hehe—"

Seeing the young man answer quite briskly and his expression not being petty, Dong Wenxue nodded with satisfaction.

He turned his gaze and introduced to Li Xuewu with a light smile: "Old Zhang is an old comrade in the office; he was here before I came. Was it last June that he was promoted to Deputy Li Kezhang?"

This question was directed at Old Zhang, and Li Xuewu also looked over when he heard him say this; this pressure was really huge.

"Yes, it was promoted last June." Zhang Enyuan tried his best to squeeze out a few smiles, making his tone as respectful and steady as possible, "Director Dong, you still remember me."

"There are only a few in our office with good writing skills."

Seeing Old Zhang say this, Dong Wenxue smiled, picked up his teacup, and said: "Alright, since the Secretary-General gave it to you, take it."

"After all, you've been working hard all morning."

He took a sip of hot tea, put down the teacup, and said: "Go, I have something to say to the Secretary-General, you go get busy."

"Then—" Old Zhang looked at Director Dong's expression, then looked at the Secretary-General, and then smiled tentatively, "Then I'll accept it, thank you Secretary-General, thank you Director Dong."

"Thank you Secretary-General, thank you Director Dong."

Ma Baosen followed his master and greeted the two leaders, then went out together under Zhang Wei's signal.

Yu Zhe was more self-conscious than them; after just delivering the cigarettes, he picked up the mop and went out.

No need to ask, he was either going to wipe the car or find a place to bask in the sun. This kid was easy to fool; as long as there were no women passing by, he was a decent person.

"Don't worry about home, I will instruct Han Shu to run around more." Dong Wenxue took a sip of hot tea and looked at his student, saying: "It's still necessary to stabilize things here."

"Hmm, everything at home is arranged."

Li Xuewu explained, and then asked: "Has Director Li talked to you? How are the arrangements after returning to Beijing?"

"Isn't it already decided?" Dong Wenxue raised his eyebrows slightly and said indifferently: "Responsible for technical work, concurrently managing the construction and operation of the Liangmahe Industrial Zone."

"Better talk to Deputy Director Gu."

Li Xuewu looked at him and said meaningfully: "I've already talked to Deputy Director Xue; the situation is passable. After you return to Beijing, contact and sort it out slowly."

"Gu Weijie—"

Dong Wenxue raised his head slightly, his gaze vacant for a moment, then focused on Li Xuewu and said: "You don't need to worry about her; at worst, we'll just have a showdown."

"Sometimes the relationship between people is like this: distant is fragrant, close is smelly. There's no need to accommodate her too much."

"The situation is changing too fast."

Li Xuewu frowned slightly and said: "Director Li's meaning is very clear: move us around and stir up this pool of water."

"He—" Dong Wenxue shook his head slightly, let out a long breath, and said: "You can't say he's narrow-minded."

"If you were in his position, you would also be trembling, walking on thin ice, and seeing everyone as a bad person."

"How could it be that bad—" Li Xuewu laughed: "He doesn't just see everyone as a bad person; he really treats everyone as a ghost, not leaving any room at all."

"Hmm, I know the situation you're talking about."

Dong Wenxue nodded cautiously and said: "The things that happened a while ago really stimulated him; reacting intensely can be considered normal. Let's see."

"Then I won't worry about it." Li Xuewu smiled and said: "It will take at least three months here in Steel City."

"Half a year is fine too." Dong Wenxue also laughed, looked at him, and said: "I still have this bit of confidence."

After the joke, his face showed a bit more disappointment.

"Give me another three years, and I definitely won't leave you such a mess; I'm really sorry."

"Plans can't keep up with changes; it's all normal." Li Xuewu blew on the hot tea in his cup and said: "At the beginning, I didn't think I would jump so fiercely; it was really a bit radical."

"Although I wouldn't say I'm lacking strength later, the whole plan is messed up. If you want to talk about it, I'm the one who implicated you."

"Let's not be humble and polite—"

Dong Wenxue looked at him with amusement, waved his hand, and said: "Three years, what you left for me in Beijing and what I left for you in Steel City are really too different."

"This isn't doing business, where are there so many bargains?"

Li Xuewu didn't want him to feel guilty or apologetic; the master and student had come to this day, and there was really no need for this.

From the time he came to Steel City to solve the waiter issue, the relationship between master and student had become a bit subtle. It wasn't that they were estranged, nor was it that they were annoyed; it was just a bit complicated. Perhaps even Dong Wenxue didn't want to mention the past again.

Furthermore, as the distance between their ranks narrowed, he believed this teacher also had some anxiety about gains and losses.

Li Xuewu respected Dong Wenxue's opinion; he hadn't called him teacher for a long time, and he hadn't called him student either.

In the complex organizational ecological environment of the Group, the master-student relationship really shouldn't be on the lips; it's too eye-catching.

Think about why Qi Tongwei and Gao Yuliang were feared, and why they made this clique and that clique; this is the root of trouble.

Now, externally, Li Xuewu calls Dong Wenxue Deputy Director, or comrade, and Dong Wenxue calls him Secretary-General, or also comrade.

It's better for the comrade relationship to be pure, so that people can't pick out any faults.

Dong Wenxue was a bit high from drinking at noon, not knowing if it was joy or helplessness, or some other emotion.

According to the original plan he and Li Xuewu had set, he could have served at least one more term in Steel City, giving Li Xuewu a buffer time.

Li Xuewu could have held a deputy position next year or the year after, and after he returned to Beijing, he could have hung on for a while, and the two could have seamlessly connected.

Although the goal had been achieved now, he always felt something was missing.

Was it Li Xuewu parachuting in as Secretary of the Management Committee, or was it him cleanly handing over all the power of the Group in Liaodong?

Returning to Beijing wasn't for leisure; the technical work of the Red Star Steel Group was absolutely the top priority at this time, not to mention he was also concurrently managing the Liangmahe Industrial Zone.

It was just a bit of disappointment after all.

However, looking at Li Xuewu's firm and young face, he still tried his best to collect his thoughts, calmed down a bit, and said: "Liaodong is a bit complicated."

"The Liaodong Industrial Leadership Group is a pile of loose sand; how to gather the sand into a tower depends on your ability. I don't have time anymore."

He thought for a moment and introduced: "Xu Sian of Yingcheng Shipbuilding, Kuang Yusheng of Steel City Steel Rolling, Lv Yuanshen of Steel City Automobile, Bi Yuding of Red Star Electronics, Xiao Zihong of Fengcheng Machinery, Kong Xiaobo of Steel City Aircraft, Ji Jiuzheng of United Energy."

"You are familiar with all of these, so I won't introduce them too much. What I want to emphasize to you are the business and development of several enterprises."

Dong Wenxue frowned slightly and said: "The curtain for the construction of the Yingcheng Port area has been raised, and there are countless people eyeing this piece of fat meat."

"What Xu Sian is thinking, you need to talk to him yourself. He hasn't looked for me, and I'm too lazy to bother with him."

"Old Xu is a bit slippery."

Li Xuewu smiled, picked up his teacup, looked at Dong Wenxue, and said: "He explained to me today that he absolutely has no intention of competing."

"You believe him—" Dong Wenxue curled his lips, his eyelids drooping as he said: "Why did Director Li suppress him in Yingcheng for all these years?"

What else could it be? Anyway, it couldn't be that Old Li was narrow-minded, and it wouldn't be that Old Li feared his talent. Saying he deserved it was also appropriate.

Xu Sian's management ability was passable, and his execution ability was considered excellent, but his vision for the future was really not very good.

If he hadn't bet most of his chips on Li Xuewu, he would have been transferred back to Beijing by Old Li to be cleaned up by now.

When the Group's large departments and small offices were reformed, division-level cadres were sent out as heads of various units, and Li Huai De had the intention of arranging for Xu Sian to return to Beijing.

What could he do if he returned to Beijing?

There was no position for him in the Group's Management Committee; he could be a manager of a large department, but would Xu Sian be willing?

Of course he wouldn't be willing. Did he really want to work as a large department manager until retirement? He was so young, and he still wanted to fight for it.

As long as he was in the factory, there was hope of borrowing the east wind of industrial development to send him into the Management Committee; Old Xu's mind was wild.

Dong Wenxue said he wasn't trustworthy, which was a reminder to Li Xuewu, but he didn't think about who Li Xuewu had ever completely trusted.

Regarding what Old Xu said about having no intention of active competition, he didn't even want to think about it. Since the dust had settled, why set up a target and establish an enemy for himself? Wasn't a competitor an enemy?

So Xu Sian didn't admit it, and Li Xuewu agreed. As long as he didn't turn against him, Li Xuewu wouldn't take the initiative to make a move.

"You can contact Kuang Yusheng and Bi Yuding very well, and you shouldn't have any problems with Xiao Zihong." Dong Wenxue thought for a moment and said: "This Lv Yuanshen has a lot on his mind. He has some ability, but not much."

"Ji Jiuzheng hasn't even tidied up his own mess, so he won't jump up and bare his fangs easily; on the contrary, he has to beg you to make decisions."

Dong Wenxue sneered, looked at Li Xuewu, and said: "But you should also be careful; this is a white-eyed wolf that can't be raised."

"Hmm, don't worry, I'm not afraid of wolves." Li Xuewu nodded confidently and said: "And I don't like raising small animals."

"Hehe—" Dong Wenxue smiled and continued: "The scale of the Steel City Aircraft Manufacturing Plant is still very small, and your relationship with Kong Xiaobo..."

He hesitated for a moment, then laughed again, saying: "Forget it, I won't say much; if I say too much, it seems like I see everyone as a bad person."

"You can't—" Li Xuewu took the initiative to pick up the thermos to pour him hot water, and also poured half a cup for himself, "I look more like a bad person."

"Hahahaha—" Dong Wenxue looked at him, as if remembering something, and laughed endlessly.

Every time Li Xuewu thought about the looks the secretaries in the office gave him when he came to Steel City, he found it funny; there was never a shortage of physiognomists in this era.

You don't believe it? Go around the administrative office yourself, and there will definitely be many rumors about his physiognomy. Combined with his resume and achievements, they could always weave a fascinating little story for you, the kind that never ends.

There were rumors about him "achieving success with ten thousand bones," which he thought was really unjust; how many of those sent to the shooting range were killed by his own hands?

He could say without a guilty conscience that there wasn't a drop of blood on his hands; calling him a Bodhisattva heart, kind-hearted and gentle, wasn't an exaggeration.

Didn't you see him just now distributing cigarettes to those two in the office? Could he be considered kind?

It's a pity that one couldn't see any excitement on the faces of those two; instead, there was a bit of nervousness. Was he that scary?

"The industrial management group can take its time, but you have to find a way for the Metallurgical Plant."

Dong Wenxue's face became more serious, and he said: "Xu Sian might not be genuinely wanting to compete, but Yang Zongfang is really eyeing the position of head of the Metallurgical Plant."

"Everyone has the right to fantasize, don't they?" Li Xuewu lowered his eyes and drank tea slowly, saying: "As long as he doesn't delay work, it's fine."

"He's holding his breath in his heart."

Dong Wenxue shook his head slightly and said: "When he came to Steel City, he was promoted to deputy division level earlier than you, and now you've left him eight feet behind."

"Is this my fault then?" Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows, his gaze filled with sharpness, and said: "Then there's really no reason in this world."

This sounded very empty, but coming from Li Xuewu's mouth, it was sharp. He didn't mind at all that the new official would set three fires, burning whoever it burned, and he wouldn't care; when the time came, he'd see who dared not listen.

Li Xuewu didn't come to Steel City for the position of head of the Metallurgical Plant; he was the Group's Secretary-General and was going to master the Industrial Leadership Group.

He wanted to integrate resources, build the Steel City Industrial Zone, build the Yingcheng Port Shipbuilding and Trade Zone, and use the Fengcheng mechanical processing and mechanical technology plan as a springboard to radiate the influence of the Red Star Steel Group to the entire Northeast.

A Metallurgical Plant wasn't enough for him to toss around; if these people didn't make trouble, that would be fine, but if they really made trouble, he would clean them up one by one.

Don't look at Dong Wenxue giving him a preventive injection now; he wanted him to be polite before using force, giving these people a chance.

But in Li Xuewu's view, you couldn't spoil anyone, especially not them; Dong Wenxue was still too soft-hearted in Liaodong.

Li Huai De only gave Dong Wenxue three years, and he definitely wouldn't give him four. In the three-year term that was about to begin, whether the Steel City Industrial Zone could be built, whether the Yingcheng Port Shipbuilding and Trade Zone could be supported, and whether the entire Northeast industrial system and market could be opened up.

Whether these tasks could be completed smoothly and achievements created completely determined the treatment he could get in these three years, as well as the arrangements after returning to Beijing.

Dong Wenxue said three years, and Li Xuewu also wanted three years. After three years, whether Li Huai De was still there, and if he was, how would he arrange it?

This big tree of the Group only climbs upwards, not downwards. In the industrial system of the Group in Liaodong, counting one by one, whoever dared to drag his feet, he would absolutely not be soft-hearted.

Different from the Secretary-General position, in the Group's Liaodong industrial system, he was the number one; if he didn't have this authority, he would just wait to argue.

He had also thought it through: be a villain if you have to be a villain. At his level, don't even think about being thorough and not offending anyone.

Being pragmatic is possible, but if you really want to do business, there will be many things that offend people later; it's better to throw off the burden and carry the butcher's knife forward.

He basically knew everyone in the Metallurgical Plant Management Committee team; no need to mention Yang Zongfang, the former section chief of the first section of the Discipline Inspection Commission.

Yang Shuxing, who was in charge of logistics, and Yin Zhongyao, who was in charge of organization and personnel, were transferred from the Steel Rolling Mill when the management of the Red Star Steel City Steel Rolling Mill was shaken; counting it up, they had also been working in Steel City for three years.

Dong Wenxue made progress, and he didn't forget them. This time Dong Wenxue returned to Beijing, although they stayed in Steel City, the Group was about to complete the organizational structure reform, and the Metallurgical Plant would be upgraded sooner or later.

So even if they stayed in Steel City, just wait for the synchronous upgrade; they wouldn't suffer any losses.

They couldn't compare with Dong Wenxue's treatment because Dong Wenxue was the number one and bore more pressure.

The former Deputy Director in charge of industrial production, Cen Fuyao, was first transferred to the Management Office, and later transferred to be the head of the Food General Company.

Now the person in charge of industrial production in the Metallurgical Plant was transferred in after the merger of sixteen enterprises, named Liu Yongnian.

The former head of the Economic Management Group, Yao Huiying, was transferred back to the Group and was now the Director of the Production Management Office.

Now the female cadre in charge of economic management in the Metallurgical Plant was transferred in after the merger of the Fengtian First Machine Factory, named Wang Shuqiong.

Li Xuewu was even more familiar with the Union Chairman Dou Changfang, the former Party Secretary of the Steel Rolling Mill. Because he was sidelined by the then-Factory Director Luo, he became a decoration. Yang Yuansong was annoyed with him and was too lazy to even use him, directly putting him in the Union position to retire.

He also saw the other party at the banquet today, his hair was gray, which showed that he hadn't been at ease in the Union position either.

Was he worried about the future of the Metallurgical Plant?

Of course. Li Xuewu didn't have no arrangements in the Metallurgical Plant. The Security Li Kezhang Han Zhan, the former Fire Li Kezhang of the Security Section of the Red Star Factory, was enough with such a person.

One sentence to take him out and shoot him, and he could still use a few people.

As for the Director Liao, Liao Jinhui, mentioned by the Zhang Enyuan just now, he was also an old man of the Metallurgical Plant.

When the Steel Rolling Mill Office Director Yu Decai went to Beijing, Liao Jinhui took over his shift.

Li Xuewu didn't know whose person he was, and didn't want to know; anyway, Dong Wenxue didn't have any instructions.

If he could be used, he would be used; if not, he would go to the Union to share the worries for Dou Changfang. Didn't you see Chairman Dou working hard day and night?

Dong Wenxue only instructed two people, one named Zhang Jing and one named Zhang Wei. Of course, they weren't brothers.

Zhang Jing was his former secretary and was now the Deputy Director of the Metallurgical Plant Management Committee Office.

Dong Wenxue's meaning was to use him if he could; if not, he would transfer him back to the Group, as they were short of people there too.

Li Xuewu's reply was also very brisk; he didn't have any arrangements here. If Dong Wenxue wanted to use someone, he would transfer them away; if not, he wouldn't make other arrangements, and things would be as they were.

Zhang Wei was his current secretary. Dong Wenxue's meaning was that Li Huai De and Gu Weijie would return to Beijing tomorrow, and he had finished the handover and was going back together. But he was afraid that Li Xuewu wouldn't be able to sort out the work in a short time, so he left Zhang Wei here.

His meaning was that when Li Xuewu was familiar with the work, he would let him go, as he still had to continue using him.

Li Xuewu was naturally grateful for the teacher's care and help and agreed to Zhang Wei's help.

At the same time, he also guaranteed that he would master the work process here as soon as possible, trying not to affect the teacher's mastery of work after returning to Beijing.

Li Xuewu's arrangements in the Group were all on the surface; if Dong Wenxue wanted to use them, he didn't need to greet him, as they were all instructed. The master and student had a tacit understanding on this point.

There was one more person, named Sun Jia.

Even Dong Wenxue forgot to introduce this person to him; it was really because the Group had developed too fast in these few years and had undergone personnel changes. So whether in the administrative office or on the production line, personnel changes were large and were still continuing.

According to the personnel management goals Li Xuewu formulated at the beginning, personnel work in the administrative office and on the production line should be dynamic.

Who was Sun Jia?

When Li Xuewu first saw him, he was still the Deputy Li Kezhang of the Security Section, and the other party was a factory office secretary, arranged by Xu Sian to find him.

At that time, he wasn't even thirty, and his wife had no vision, blocking Sun Jia from moving forward when Li Xuewu was weak, and even more so not letting him shake hands with Li Xuewu; the couple almost fought.

It could be considered his bad luck: when the city gate caught fire, the fish in the moat suffered; when the King of Hell fought, the little ghosts suffered.

Li Xuewu had set Xu Sian up at the beginning, and Old Xu was scared, afraid that Li Xuewu would find trouble with him through Sun Jia, so he arranged for Sun Jia to come to Steel City.

Old Xu wasn't a good thing either; clearly knowing that the Steel City Metallurgical Plant was governed by Old Luo so that not even a needle could be inserted and not even water could be splashed, he still dared to arrange people below.

At the beginning, Xu Sian arranged for Sun Jia to be the Office Director of the Steel Rolling Mill, but what was the result?

Everyone knew that the Steel Rolling Mill Office Director was originally Yu Decai, later Liao Jinhui, and there was no one surnamed Sun.

What happened?

Old Luo was also black-hearted; Sun Jia came with the transfer order, but he didn't recognize it at all and didn't intend to let him go.

He was so rampant at the time, thinking he could fool the leaders in the General Factory, even daring not to recognize the transfer order opened by the Committee Office Director.

Sun Jia was set up by him; just after arriving at the Steel Rolling Mill, he slept with a woman in the office because of the welcome banquet.

He naturally felt wronged because he knew he was drunk, but not drunk to the point of unconsciousness; he was set up by someone.

That woman might have been passed through several hands, not caring about this influence at all, and listened very well to Old Luo's arrangements.

The result was that his private morality was flawed, the transfer order was void, and he became like a lonely ghost, not daring to return to Beijing to cry for injustice, and not daring to complain to his wife.

So until Dong Wenxue came to Steel City to work, Sun Jia was still a Deputy Li Kezhang in the office, a person who was laughed at and disliked.

Why did Li Xuewu still remember him?

Because he met him when he went upstairs; his memory was so good that even if Sun Jia had been working unhappily for these few years and looked older, he could still recognize him.

As for why he had to pay attention to such a lonely ghost, Li Xuewu still had his own calculations. Han Zhan's knife was too sharp and too big; it was placed on the table for everyone to see, and could only be used openly.

If Han Zhan was a fast knife, then Sun Jia was a dagger, a dagger poisoned with three or four years of injustice, which could be used from behind to seal the throat with blood.

Although Li Xuewu hadn't worked in Steel City, it didn't mean he didn't know anything about it.

At the beginning, when Jing Yunong went to the Fengcheng First Machine Factory for negotiations, he could let Old Biaozi hand Jing Yunong a detailed investigation situation; now that he had come to Steel City to take office, could he not have figured out the situation of the Metallurgical Plant?

Not to mention the Metallurgical Plant, he didn't dare to say he knew everything about all the units involved in the Industrial Leadership Group, but he wasn't blind either.

Next, it depended on who was obedient and who wasn't.

Li Xuewu didn't intend to show a work attitude of working hard day and night as soon as he took office; he didn't intend to process documents on the first day at all.

After talking with Dong Wenxue, seeing that he was lacking spirit, he let Zhang Wei send him back to rest, while he himself looked at the layout and furnishings of the office.

This was the office Dong Wenxue originally used, very large, it could be said to be very large, bigger than the office he used when he was in the Security Section.

You think about it, Dong Wenxue was the number one of the Metallurgical Plant, so it wouldn't be much better than the working environment of the Steel Rolling Mill at that time.

Everyone said that office space was in short supply and not enough, but you go look at Li Huai De's office; it would be enough for seven or eight old ladies to dance square dances.

His current office didn't lose much to Li Huai De's, and even the office furniture and furnishings were new, made of high-quality solid wood.

You say new furniture, but you couldn't smell any smell at all; was it intentional, or unintentional?

Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

Li Xuewu was just flipping through the documents in the cabinet when the door was knocked.

"Secretary-General, you aren't resting."

Liao Jinhui's voice came, seeming very worried about his physical health, as he stepped into the office and asked if he was resting.

It was because he saw Li Xuewu had drunk a lot of alcohol at the noon banquet, and only then did he have this sentence.

Everyone in the Group knew that the Secretary-General was an immortal of wine, but if they didn't see it with their own eyes, who would dare to believe he was drunk after a thousand cups?

Li Xuewu turned his head to see him walk in, nodded slightly, and said: "It's okay, not sleepy, the new environment is a bit strange."

"There is such a psychology." Liao Jinhui held a notebook in his hand, followed his words, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go to the guesthouse to rest?"

He looked at Li Xuewu's complexion; Old Zhang had just gone to him to report, but hadn't said anything.

He only knew that the leader didn't intend to live in the guesthouse, and didn't say where he was going to live, and even the car was transported from Beijing.

When that Volga M24 entered the factory area, many people's eyes couldn't move away; this was the style of a big leader.

But with the status of Secretary-General, is it suitable to use such a car?

There was no need to hesitate about this question, because even Director Li didn't feel there was any problem, so what was the use of their suspicion?

Liao Jinhui hadn't worked with the Secretary-General; he had only seen him a few times when the Secretary-General came to Steel City for research.

Li Xuewu did his homework on Steel City and even Liaodong, and the cadres in Steel City would also do their homework on him.

From the day Liao Jinhui heard that the Secretary-General was definitely coming to Liaodong, he inquired everywhere about the Secretary-General's work habits and hobbies.

It was just that he didn't dare to inquire openly, afraid of causing any misunderstanding, so the information he could collect was limited, and he was still empty inside.

He said this to test Li Xuewu, whether he wanted to live in the guesthouse, and then followed with a sentence: "Director Li and the others are all over there."

"Hmm, no need, I'll get off work early later." Li Xuewu looked at the documents in his hand and said casually: "Leave early today, settle down the accommodation, and you work harder for Director Li and Deputy Director Gu."

"Not hard, not hard."

Liao Jinhui smiled and said: "Director Li asked about the hot springs at noon; wait until they wake up, and I will arrange for them to go to the mountains to soak in the hot springs."

After saying this, very afraid that Li Xuewu would misunderstand him as being arbitrary, he added: "Director Dong also wanted to arrange it this way."

"Hmm, okay, no problem."

Li Xuewu raised his head from the document, looked at him, and said gently: "I won't come tonight, I'll go send them off tomorrow morning."

"Then I will make the corresponding arrangements."

Liao Jinhui was very good at speaking; first he responded to Li Xuewu's arrangement, and then reported: "I have already arranged Comrade Yu Zhe's dormitory."

He looked at the change in Li Xuewu's expression and asked tentatively: "If you don't use the guesthouse arrangement, then the contact phone..."

"I'll report to you tomorrow."

Li Xuewu shook the document in his hand and said: "If I forget, you ask Yu Zhe; he will send me back in a while."

"Just wanted to report this to you."

Liao Jinhui seized the opportunity and finally found a good chance to speak; he asked tentatively: "I don't know if it's a bit early to ask you at this time, your secretary candidate... should I give you some information..."

"No need." Li Xuewu looked at the materials in his hand, sent them back into the document cabinet, and said casually: "Zhang Enyuan, who just came to the office, is fine, just use him."

"Zhang—is—" Liao Jinhui was caught off guard by Li Xuewu, and even his speech stuttered.

He really didn't expect that Li Xuewu would choose Zhang Enyuan as his secretary; this was too casual, right? Was he playing around?

Zhang Enyuan was almost forty, so how could he be a good candidate for secretary? Although his writing was hard, he lacked a bit of spirituality.

In Liao Jinhui's view, Li Xuewu should wait a few days to see the situation before choosing a secretary; he had already prepared everything.

Why let Zhang Enyuan and Ma Baosen come to the office to help? It was because he was afraid they would grab the position of secretary.

Old Zhang was old, lacked spirituality, lacked courage, and Ma Baosen was young and inexperienced; they would definitely not be chosen.

Arranging for Old Zhang and Little Ma to come was to make Li Xuewu dislike the old ones and look down on the young ones.

How old was Li Xuewu? Liao Jinhui felt he should choose someone over nineteen and under twenty-one.

Why?

Because he had already inquired that the Secretary-General was best at educating secretaries, and both of his previous secretaries had become talented. Being fond of teaching others was also a shortcoming.

He was just planning to calculate the Secretary-General's shortcomings and provide him with convenience for educating people, but the result was too surprising.

"Why? Can't he be used?"

Li Xuewu turned around after putting away the documents, didn't get Liao Jinhui's answer, sized him up, and asked: "Or do you have another candidate?"

"No. No." Liao Jinhui instantly recovered his calm, not even noticing that the tone of the two "no's" had changed.

He tried his best to squeeze out a smiling face and said: "Comrade Zhang Enyuan works solidly and seriously, has a strong sense of responsibility, and is meticulous. He is down-to-earth, hardworking, has a strong professional spirit, and enters his role quickly; you have eyes like torches."

"Is he that excellent?" Li Xuewu looked at him again, nodded, and said: "It seems so, you praised him."

After saying this, he didn't care about Liao Jinhui's surprised expression, picked up the phone, and dialed the small motorcade according to the phone list under the desk glass.

He asked the duty room for a car; they already knew who he was, so they naturally notified Yu Zhe, not to mention that the entire administrative office should have memorized his information.

"Then... leader, do you need Zhang Enyuan to accompany you back today?"

Liao Jinhui had already adjusted his mindset while Li Xuewu was on the phone, and when he asked again, his tone was full of concern.

He also thought that Li Xuewu must have taken a fancy to Zhang Enyuan's neatness in tidying up documents, so Old Zhang got a bargain.

If he had known the Secretary-General chose a secretary this way, he wouldn't have let Old Zhang come; who couldn't tidy up documents?

It was just that the Secretary-General had already decided on the candidate, so how could he dare to babble?

Praising Old Zhang a few words along with Li Xuewu's words was one thing, but even if he was unhappy in his heart, he had to think it through; Old Zhang was Old Zhang, and he could be considered his person.

It was just that Old Zhang was too honest, sometimes a blockhead, not as easy to manipulate as other young people.

It was too late to say anything now; he really had to adjust his attitude toward Old Zhang later. Who let the stone in the latrine become a dog-head gold?

Don't look at how ordinary Old Zhang was before, and don't care how mediocre he was before; from now on, who would dare to call him Old Zhang? He had to be called Deputy Director Zhang.

"No need, let him come over tomorrow morning."

Li Xuewu arranged casually: "I won't go out these few days; if he has work in his hands, he can hand it over slowly, no need to rush."

"No problem, the handover is very fast."

Liao Jinhui saw Li Xuewu walking out and followed him out; he hadn't seen the luggage beside the sofa when he came in, so it should have been moved to the car by Yu Zhe.

This big master is really hard to serve; he doesn't say where he lives, chooses a secretary as he pleases, don't burn three fires randomly!

"You go get busy, serve Director Li and the others well."

Li Xuewu walked down the steps of the office building, looked back at Liao Jinhui, and said a sentence; Yu Zhe had already opened the car door and was waiting on the side.

"Okay, don't worry, I will arrange it properly."

Liao Jinhui scrambled to support the car door, and after Li Xuewu got in the car, he closed it with appropriate force, then stepped back one step and stood beside the car.

Yu Zhe was robbed of the car door by him and returned to the driver's seat; he didn't show it on his face, but he curled his lip in his heart. Secretly muttering: This is another bootlicker.

He didn't think about it; Li Xuewu clearly said he didn't need him to open the car door, so who was the bootlicker who insisted on showing favor? A crow standing on a coal pile can't see others as black, and can't see itself as black. ===== CHAPTER 1384 =====