Chapter 1474

"Cough cough—"

Pitch-black darkness filled the entire alley; even if he was familiar with the environment here, Zhang San walked in the alley still with deep and shallow steps.

Even if there was a little moonlight, he could step on familiar bricks or hard soil, but tonight it wouldn't work.

It was too dark, as if ink had been spilled.

Suddenly, a cough appeared in front, as if a drop of weirdness had dripped into the ink, rippling in waves.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment; Zhang San's body was stiff, and he tried his best to hold his breath.

He knew this cough was by no means accidental; it was definitely malicious.

Swish—with a sound, sparks lit up; someone had ignited a match and lit a cigarette.

"May I ask who you are, sir."

Zhang San turned his head sharply; there were sparse sounds in the direction he came from, seemingly footsteps.

He turned to look at the sparks in front, squinted his right eyelid that was twitching slightly, and his nerves were tense to the extreme.

"Are you Zhang San of Fengcheng?"

This voice was neither sharp nor thick, neither thick nor thin; one couldn't tell the specific age, but it was definitely not a weakling.

Because a weakling wouldn't have such sufficient confidence, and the Jianghu aura wouldn't be so obvious.

It was late autumn, and the night in Bingcheng was already very cold, but at this moment, fine sweat broke out on Zhang San's forehead instantly.

He knew he was finished; these people were setting an ambush for him.

"Jianghu people, don't change their names when walking, don't change their surnames when sitting; Zhang San, do you not even dare to admit who you are?"

The sparks in front flickered; the person pinched a cigarette with his hand and flicked the ash, and a cold voice came in bursts.

"Jianghu people, Jianghu old, Jianghu affairs, Jianghu ends." Zhang San tried his best to suppress his trembling body, raised his breath, and asked: "Who is coming."

"Since I didn't wait for the wrong person, that's good."

The person flicked the cigarette in his hand, footsteps followed, and as soon as the words fell, the person had already arrived close by.

"Zhou Ziqiang of Old Black Mountain has been waiting for a long time."

Bang—

Zhang San was also no pushover; having walked in the Jianghu for many years, if he didn't have a few skills in his hands, could he have lived until now?

He saw him leaning against the alley brick wall, raised his foot, and used all his strength to perform a rabbit-kicking-eagle move, his eyes full of desperate ruthlessness.

Zhou Ziqiang failed to show off and was kicked instead, retreating repeatedly, already revealing flaws in three steps.

What is a flaw; a flaw is that you don't have time to prepare to respond to the other party's move, and the other party has already made a move.

At this time, Zhang San couldn't care about fighting him; the first thing after kicking the comer was to run forward.

Zhou Ziqiang struggled to support his arms, blocked the other party's elbow, and was bumped away, unable to counterattack.

"You come back—"

Zhang San's figure was not slow, but someone was faster; just as he jumped to start, someone had already reached out and grabbed his padded jacket collar.

This could by no means be done by an ordinary person; according to physics, force is mutual.

Zhang San ran forward, the comer grabbed his padded jacket collar and pulled backward; he could throw him to the ground with force; you say how much strength this person must have.

"Hah—"

It seemed he didn't expect to be caught, and even less expected to be thrown to the ground by the other party in such a shameful posture, and thrown so hard.

Readers who have experience of landing from ten meters high on their backs should know that even if you don't hit the back of your head, this alone will definitely make you unable to catch your breath for a long time.

You say ten meters high is exaggerated?

But Zhang San felt at this moment that he had fallen from ten meters high, slapping the ground completely.

His face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

This was a clear manifestation of lung trauma; hypoxia was secondary, even the respiratory tract was injured.

I don't know where he was thrown, but at this moment, the embarrassed Zhang San had bloodshot eyes, but he could see who grabbed him back, a tower-like man.

"Fuck your mother, you old bastard!"

Zhou Ziqiang, who felt embarrassed, kicked him hard and said hatefully: "Why don't you run anymore?"

Zhang San didn't need to answer, and he couldn't answer; at this moment, someone was serving him.

Several people brought by the tower-like man skillfully used means on Zhang San, who was lying on the ground unable to move.

The hemp rope used for packaging grain in the Northeast, a thin one, tightened on the wrist like a knife cutting.

"Old Six, be gentle, don't kill him at once."

Zhou Ziqiang took a deep breath, tidied up his five-five-part thunder-struck hairstyle, raised his head to look at Seeing Gelin, and asked: "You ask or I ask?"

"This is your turf."

Seeing Gelin was still a man of few words, standing in the dark night like a Titan, terrifying.

"Old—where is Old Black Mountain?"

It was Zhang San, who had recovered his strength; the first sentence he wanted to ask after he could speak was this.

Before Zhou Ziqiang, who had squatted down, could answer, he tried his best to pant and said: "I don't seem to have seen you."

"Hehe—" Zhou Ziqiang reached out and patted his mouth, raised an eyebrow, and said: "You don't even know Old Black Mountain, then you've wasted your time in the Jianghu; Old Black Mountain is in Jicheng."

"Jicheng? Jicheng—" Zhang San widened his eyes, looked at him, and emphasized: "I don't remember having debts in Jicheng."

"Your debt wasn't owed in Jicheng."

Zhou Ziqiang asked with a cold smile: "Xi Yongzhong, do you still remember; we are here to claim your life."

"You are—"

Zhang San had guessed it long ago; only that iron plate he kicked could chase him so relentlessly.

"You also have power in Jicheng..."

At this moment, Zhang San was full of regret; if he had known these people had such a big scene, he wouldn't have made a dark move even if he died.

He didn't get anything useful from Xi Yongzhong's mouth, but he knew how big this organization was.

Although Xi Yongzhong had already said at the time that the system called the Recycling Station was all over the country.

Who can't brag; Zhang San only thought he was afraid of death and used this way to scare him.

To say regret, Zhang San had long regretted it, right when he took people to finish off Xi Yongzhong and the Jianghu in Fengcheng exploded.

Now what's the use of saying these things; people are dead, he has to pay with his life.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you."

Zhou Ziqiang lit a cigarette, blew the smoke into Zhang San's face, and said with a creepy smile: "Even Hong Kong has it; in a while, I'll see how big your gall is."

Zhang San felt a chill in his stomach; someone was peeling off his clothes; are they really going to see his gall?

"One person does things, one person bears it; I hope brothers won't make things difficult for my family."

He knew he couldn't escape tonight, tried his best to calm his spirit, and said: "I also hope you won't make things difficult for my friends."

"Of course, what do you take us for?"

Zhou Ziqiang curled his lips and said with dissatisfaction: "The proprietor only said to handle things according to Jianghu rules; you broke the rules, so naturally there are rules to deal with you."

"As for your family, we are not interested, but I'll tell you in advance, don't haunt me after you die."

He squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang San lying on the ground, saying softly: "Do you think they can live? We don't care about the few broken silver pieces you left behind, but the poor mountains and bad waters you chose care."

"It really is a piece of geomantic treasure."

Zhou Ziqiang didn't bother with Zhang San, who was gnashing his teeth, raised his head to look at the pitch-black distance; he couldn't even see the mountains and water; treasure land my ass.

"Don't tell me you died unjustly."

He stood up and said faintly: "We are all Jianghu guests; when we stepped on this road, we should have thought that there would be such a day."

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

"Success or failure, I am willing to bet and lose." Zhang San was quite calm, just his tone was a bit desolate, "Even if I can't live, our family can be considered reunited."

"I've enjoyed everything I should have enjoyed in this life; I haven't let them down."

Clap clap—

Zhou Ziqiang applauded him and praised: "Well said, you are indeed an old Jianghu."

"It's a pity, you didn't do a single human thing."

He deliberately exposed the other party's shortcomings and said: "Don't think that if you are so heroic, your friend will save you."

"If you hadn't crawled into his wife's bed, do you think we could have found you in this mountain ditch?"

"Fuck—" Without waiting for Zhang San to say anything more, Zhou Ziqiang stood up, spat, and said: "None of those who mix in the Jianghu are damn loyal—"

"Wait—"

Zhang San watched the tower-like man take out a knife and prepare to do something to him, struggling to ask: "Don't you want to know how I handled Xi Yongzhong?"

"You aren't as calm as you appear."

Er Gazi reached out and pressed Seeing Gelin's arm, saying softly: "Brother Lin, let me do it."

"It's all the same, what's the point of being wordy at this time."

Seeing Gelin didn't care about his thoughts, gently pushed his hand away, squatted down, and held the knife against Zhang San's belly.

"Save the rest of your words for when you go down and tell my brother Xi Yongzhong; I'm not afraid of you complaining to King Yama; remember, the one sending you on your way is Cossack Seeing Gelin."

"Ah—woo—"

"Where did this bottle of red wine come from?"

On the last weekend of October, Zhou Wang Yamei returned to Steel City; she would stay here for a week.

Since she was back, Li Xuewu didn't plan to go home to live, even if it meant staying at the guest house.

It was just that Zhou Wang Yamei called his office, saying she wanted to talk about the renewable energy processing plant.

With official business, naturally, one couldn't avoid it.

But before the official business was discussed, Zhou Wang Yamei questioned him about the origin of the wine while holding a bottle of red wine.

"What where did it come from?" Li Xuewu looked at her suspiciously and asked: "Are you drinking again?"

"Where did the wine I hid go?"

Zhou Wang Yamei didn't pay attention to his changing the subject at all, still insisting on her own rhythm.

Li Xuewu was also no pushover, still playing dumb and saying: "You hid wine? You hid it, how would I know; did Banggeng take it mischievously?"

"Mr. Li, are you challenging my professional literacy?" Zhou Wang Yamei raised an eyebrow and said: "Do you know that you look very serious when you lie."

"So you mean I'm not serious usually—" Li Xuewu changed the subject again and said: "Where did that kid Banggeng go?"

"You don't want to say it, that's fine—"

Zhou Wang Yamei tilted the red wine in her hand, looked at him, and said: "Anyway, you told me everything."

"..." Li Xuewu couldn't help curling his lips, looked at her back walking up the stairs, and emphasized: "I really don't know who took your wine; could it be that you remembered wrong? Where did you hide the wine?"

"Last time you wore my pajamas, this time you drank my wine." Zhou Wang Yamei stopped, turned around, looked at him, and said: "Please respect me too; if she really likes it here, just leave the guest room for her."

After speaking, she didn't pay attention to Li Xuewu, who wanted to continue explaining, and went upstairs.

Banggeng heard the movement and poked his head out of the room to look around; seeing only Wu Shu, he spread his hands silently and said: "I didn't say anything."

"I know, men, how can we betray each other." Li Xuewu smiled and praised him: "Loyal enough."

"But... I just heard... " Banggeng looked at him hesitantly and said: "You are not very particular, Wu Shu."

"This is just a Jianghu emergency."

Li Xuewu knew he was talking about the sentence he just used to shift the blame onto him.

"Wu Shu has never pitted you; even if I say so, your Teacher Zhou won't believe it."

"Wu Shu..." Banggeng looked at him hesitantly and said: "You told me that going to Yingcheng would be very interesting..."

"..." Li Xuewu was also speechless; what's wrong with everyone today?

Zhou Wang Yamei was back, so dinner naturally wouldn't be ordered from a restaurant; Banggeng also had this awareness.

Li Xuewu sat on the sofa watching Zhou Wang Yamei in the kitchen, as well as the lackey Banggeng helping.

That lackey used to be his, but now he had been taken away by Zhou Wang Yamei without a fight.

Sigh—shouldn't have bought that bottle of red wine to make up the numbers; this was painting a snake and adding feet.

If Zhou Wang Yamei really asked, he would say he didn't know; what else could she say; now this wasn't a confession without being asked.

"Heard you are writing a book again?" At the dinner table, Zhou Wang Yamei asked casually: "Which aspect is it about?"

"Public security management." Li Xuewu looked up at her and answered casually: "Had some ideas, writing them down to see first."

"You should plan your writing now."

Zhou Wang Yamei reminded him in a faint tone: "With your current work position and influence, any new work will be magnified and observed."

"Just writing casually, haven't decided to publish yet." Li Xuewu said while eating: "Even if I publish it now, it doesn't matter; I'm still holding a job at the Garrison District, so I'll put it in their publishing house."

"But you are ultimately working in the group."

Zhou Wang Yamei raised her head, looked at him, and said: "This can't fool others; they will definitely read your book and want to understand what you are thinking from it."

"This is also why cadres don't like writing books; it's easy to be pondered by others."

Li Xuewu nodded knowingly and said: "I'll think about it carefully later."

"By the way, also think about the processing plant."

Zhou Wang Yamei ate a mouthful of rice and said: "Are you recruiting people from Beijing, or from the local area."

"Do you still need to ask? Naturally, use local people." Li Xuewu said without hesitation: "Open a factory wherever you are, and use the people there; the cost can be controlled by a large margin."

"What about the management structure?" Zhou Wang Yamei reminded him: "Now the processing plant is still managed by people transferred from the Recycling Station; what about the future?"

"In the future, there will be many factories in the Recycling Station; will you send people from Beijing to manage them all?"

Li Xuewu ate fast, put down his chopsticks, and said: "Management cannot limit the growth of talent by region and origin; there are always thousands of horses, but not always a Bole."

"You should know what I'm worried about." Zhou Wang Yamei raised her head and emphasized: "When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds; it's not that they will fly wherever you say; what if it gets messy?"

"Afraid of chaos, so you don't do things?"

Li Xuewu curled his lips and said: "If everyone thought this way, the Recycling Station wouldn't be able to get out of the alley."

"But this is a factory after all." Zhou Wang Yamei emphasized: "This is the first time the Recycling Station has landed for operation."

"No, this is not the first time."

Li Xuewu looked at her confidently and said: "The first time was in our West Courtyard; the North Warehouse is a factory."

"Do you think the current Recycling Station can afford this kind of risk?"

Zhou Wang Yamei let out a long breath, put down her chopsticks, and said: "I'm afraid that the whip will be too long to reach."

"What kind of mess can happen—"

Li Xuewu stood up, walked to the thermos, poured a cup of hot water, held it, and walked back, saying: "Even if it gets messy, it won't be because of people, but because the system is not standardized."

"Or, let Zhao Dezhu come back?"

Zhou Wang Yamei looked at him and suggested: "Old Four is steady in doing things; putting him in the factory is just right."

"What about Fengcheng?" Li Xuewu tilted his head and said after sitting down: "Fengcheng is also very important."

"I'm just afraid they will be too prominent."

Zhou Wang Yamei frowned and said: "Recently, their limelight has been too much; even with Xi Yongzhong's matter, it has been two months; the local area won't always give face, nor will they always buy their account."

It was when he first heard the news of Xi Yongzhong's accident that Li Xuewu gave the two orders: don't care about the local situation, fully advance the market share.

Now Zhou Changli and Zhao Old Four's influence is definitely far beyond the past, thanks to the crazy expansion some time ago.

"It's time to restrain a little."

Zhou Wang Yamei reminded him with worry: "This time is just right to see good and stop, and consolidate the existing foundation."

"But the fish I want hasn't been caught yet."

Li Xuewu also frowned and said: "Just closing the rod like this is a bit unwilling."

Ring ring ring—

The phone rang in the living room, and Banggeng jumped off the stool and ran to answer the phone.

Before long, he came to the restaurant entrance excitedly and reminded: "Wu Shu, a call from Bingcheng, said Zhang San has been found."

"Hmm, you sit down and eat."

Li Xuewu responded, not as excited as Banggeng imagined, and stood up very calmly and walked to the living room.

"Aunt Zhou—" Banggeng looked at Zhou Wang Yamei in confusion, but was pointed at the dining table by the other party to signal him to eat.

"None of your business, eat well."

Zhou Wang Yamei stood up and explained: "After eating, wash the bowls and go read early."

Saying this, she had already arrived at the living room with Li Xuewu and listened to the phone on the tea table.

"What's the use of saying these things now."

Li Xuewu listened to Zhou Ziqiang's report on the phone and asked with a frown: "Where is the person? How was it handled?"

"According to your instructions, according to Jianghu rules."

Zhou Ziqiang is properly showing off; he has emphasized this word several times, almost saying it to the parties involved.

"It was Seeing Gelin who operated to verify his identity; Xi Yongzhong's revenge can be considered avenged."

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to this, but asked: "What about the others? Can't it just be him?"

"This old boy is very expensive—"

Zhou Ziqiang introduced hatefully: "He only brought his wife and children to this side, pretending to be the brother-in-law of his former subordinates; he has been hiding in the village for these two months."

"Seeing Gelin said the others are no longer important; those who directly participated have been arrested in Yingcheng."

He paused, seemingly waiting for Li Xuewu's reaction; seeing no sound on the phone, he continued to introduce: "We have handled the matter properly; Seeing Gelin and the others will take the train back to Jicheng early tomorrow morning."

"Hmm, I know."

Li Xuewu nodded and emphasized: "Pay close attention to the development of the situation, don't have any problems."

"Understood—" Zhou Ziqiang stood at attention and repeated: "Pay close attention to the development of the situation, no problems."

Li Xuewu hung up the phone without waiting for him to finish, looked at Zhou Wang Yamei sitting beside him, and said: "Fengcheng's matter is handled."

"That Zhang San?" Zhou Wang Yamei asked with a frown: "Where was the other party found?"

"In a small mountain ditch near Bingcheng."

Li Xuewu leaned on the sofa, tapped his finger on his knee, and said: "I said he wouldn't run out, because going anywhere at this time is a dead end."

"Since the matter is over, Zhao Dezhu should be withdrawn even more." Zhou Wang Yamei reminded him: "You have to leave one, otherwise there will be problems."

"Hmm, have to think about it."

Li Xuewu closed his eyes and thought: "At the end of this year, change everyone who hasn't changed places within two years."

"Including the frontier?" Zhou Wang Yamei looked at him and asked: "Also, is Xilin in Jicheng also...?"

"If you want to change, change everyone; why leave one or two?" Li Xuewu opened his eyes and emphasized to her: "Don't make it public first; consider it well before announcing it; half a month in advance is enough."

When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds; Ding Zhichen of Capital Auto hasn't left yet, and Gu Litong of Second Auto has come again.

"I came to you for one thing, go and check our factory."

He came to Li Xuewu's office and just sat down, then said straightforwardly: "The assembly line has been changed, the burden has been shed as much as possible, and even tertiary industry has started, so why is there a loss?"

"What loss?" Li Xuewu looked at him suspiciously and asked: "You want to calculate the investment in assembly line transformation; naturally there will be a loss; this project is too big."

"No, no—" Gu Litong shook his head repeatedly and emphasized: "Constructive expenditure is not included; we are just comprehensively calculating the annual profit that should be there."

"And then you lost?" Li Xuewu raised his hand amusingly to signal him to drink tea and said: "Is this little thing worth you running to Steel City to find me?"

"This little thing?" Gu Litong looked at him suspiciously and asked: "You didn't say it wrong, did you—"

"We have also received feedback on the situation you mentioned; the technical support group has experience in handling it."

Li Xuewu raised his chin and said: "Why didn't you go to our group to ask, so you wouldn't have to run for nothing."

"Hey, this is not running for nothing."

Gu Litong looked at him and emphasized: "I came here this time carrying sincerity and determination to invite you to take a look at our factory; we don't trust ordinary doctors."

"Hehe—" Seeing that he said it interestingly, Li Xuewu asked amusingly: "Where is your sincerity, take it out and let me see?"

"Hey! You don't believe it, do you?"

Gu Litong took out a document from the file bag handed over by the secretary and handed it over, saying: "You look, is this sincerity enough."

"What the hell is this—"

Li Xuewu didn't expect him to be prepared, took it amusingly and looked at it, but the smile froze on his face.

"Are you serious?"

He raised his hand to signal the document in his hand, looked at Gu Litong, and confirmed: "Want to give me a house?"

"As long as your opinion can make our factory turn losses into profits, then we will definitely not break our promise."

Gu Litong explained very seriously: "You don't have to doubt our sincerity; the property rights of this house are in our unit, and we have the right to dispose of it."

"That's not what I'm asking." Li Xuewu put the real estate document back on the tea table, frowned, and looked at him: "I don't seem to have heard of such a precedent; just giving an idea and getting a house."

"That's because you haven't heard of it." Gu Litong raised his head slightly and said: "In the past, there were many who gave cars and houses; we felt that the impact of giving cars was not very good, so we found this suitable one from the assets."

"Afraid that the impact of giving cars is not good, is the impact of giving houses good?" Li Xuewu looked at him amusingly and said: "If I really accept this house of yours, then this matter will become the talk of the town for the people of Beijing, and I can't stand that."

"You listen to me first—"

Before Gu Litong could speak again, he waved his hand and emphasized: "Full-process diagnosis of industrial production is one of the service standards provided by our group's Technical Service Office."

"You don't have to go to such trouble; as long as they are our joint enterprises, have business dealings, especially assembly line equipment transformation and management system introduction, they are qualified to enjoy this service and treatment."

"But I only trust you—"

Gu Litong seemed to have identified him, and pushed the real estate document he had pushed back, back again.

"We haven't used the service you mentioned, and we don't trust it, nor have we seen its effectiveness."

His eyes stared at Li Xuewu and emphasized: "But we have seen with our own eyes your actions and role in the Red Star Factory."

"Therefore, it is best for you to come to our factory to take a look in detail and check the pulse."

"Why did you catch me?"

Li Xuewu said amusingly: "Besides, even if you force me to take a house of yours, I don't have the divine power to help you turn losses into profits with one sentence."

"Leader, Director Ding is here."

Zhang Enyuan appeared at the door and reported to Li Xuewu with a serious and difficult face.

Before Li Xuewu could respond, Ding Zhichen had already appeared at the door.

"Why, there are guests."

Isn't this nonsense; can't you see a living person sitting on the sofa over there?

"This is Comrade Gu Litong, Deputy Factory Director of Beijing Second Auto." Li Xuewu, as the host, naturally had to give a simple introduction to both sides, "This is Ding Zhichen, Deputy General Manager of Capital Auto,"

"Oh, nice to meet you—"

Gu Litong stood up, shook hands with the other party, and greeted: "Are you also from Beijing?"

"Been here for several days." Ding Zhichen glanced at Li Xuewu and said deliberately: "If I don't get a reply from Secretary-General Li, I'll have to stay until the end of the year."

Gu Litong saw that this was a peer; both were here to find trouble for Li Xuewu; their eyes were different.

"That's just right; if Secretary-General Li doesn't respond to us, I'll stay here too."

He joked: "Stay at your place until the end of the year."

"This is threatening me—"

Li Xuewu amusingly greeted Ding Zhichen to sit down on the sofa, and also greeted Gu Litong: "If you want to stay until the end of the year, I can really entertain you."

"Our group intends to get a piece of land on the mountain to build a sanatorium, and we have already talked to Steel City."

He tilted his head and introduced: "According to Director Li, since hospitals can engage in business resource integration, sanatorium resources can also be integrated."

"What do you mean?" Gu Litong also asked amusingly: "So I didn't invite the person, but I have to pay a little."

"Hahaha—" Li Xuewu said with a smile: "Many hands make light work."

He turned his head to look at Ding Zhichen and asked: "I don't know if Director Ding has the willingness to participate in this project."

"Build a sanatorium in Steel City?"

Ding Zhichen thought about it and said: "If we can reach cooperation this time, then I will actively strive for it from the company; this project is not a problem."

"Hey, my attitude is the same."

Seeing him say so, Gu Litong also joined in the fun and said: "As long as you can promise me, then this project we will also invest in."

"You guys were brought together."

Li Xuewu looked at the two and said: "Or don't want us as middlemen; you guys cooperate directly."

"That won't do." Ding Zhichen looked at Gu Litong quite congenially and said: "We didn't come to build a sanatorium; if we don't get the Aries, then what's the point of the sanatorium."

Capital Auto? Aries?

Connecting these two terms, Gu Litong instantly knew Ding Zhichen's purpose for coming here.

"That's right, we didn't come to build a sanatorium." He knew, but still pretended not to know and emphasized: "If you think the project I mentioned is feasible, then everything is easy to talk about. Don't say building a sanatorium together, even building another factory, we are willing."

"Thinking about what beautiful things—"

Li Xuewu looked at him amusingly and said: "Still cooperating on a factory; our group is now shrinking shares."

"If you really want to cooperate, you can absorb a share of our operating shares; this is profitable."

"Believe your ghost—"

Gu Litong lit a cigarette for Ding Zhichen, and together they puffed clouds and fog, saying: "The joint operation that your group can't handle, what's the use of us intervening halfway; it's not looking for trouble for ourselves and adding chaos to others."

"Or, change the angle of cooperation?"

Li Xuewu raised his hand to signal Gu Litong and said to Ding Zhichen: "Coincidentally, Factory Director Gu has an idea..."

"Leader, Reporter Liu is here."

Just as Li Xuewu was about to dig a hole, Zhang Enyuan appeared at the door with a serious and difficult face.

In fact, his reporting speed was not as fast as the other party's arrival at the door; he was completely blocked in.

"Hello, Secretary-General Li, we meet again."

The reporter from Northern Industry News, Liu Hongmei, whom he had met before, stood at the door with a bag on her back, seemingly with an aggressive posture, and her tone was a bit sharp.

"I know you are busy, but you don't have to use the excuse of not being here; I can wait for the time."

"Excuse me, you are—?"

Li Xuewu deliberately dragged out a long tone, looked at her, and asked: "I've seen you before, but I didn't remember your name."

"It doesn't matter, my name is Liu Hongmei."

The female reporter nodded generously, looked at him, and said: "Can I wait for you in your office?"

"This—is it not very convenient?"

Li Xuewu signaled the two on the sofa and said: "I have something to busy myself with; or you wait for me in the reception room first; it will be done here soon."

"Enyuan, please ask Reporter Liu to—"

"This time I want to observe your working state at close range; you won't think I'm very presumptuous, will you?"

This is too damn presumptuous!

Li Xuewu's brows couldn't help but wrinkle, and he tried to ask: "I don't seem to have promised you that you could do this, right?"

"It's like this, our newspaper has already contacted your group, and General Manager Li arranged for me to come here." She said very frankly: "Of course, if you refuse my request, then I can also change to other ways, unless you ask me to leave immediately."

"We don't care, right, General Manager Ding?" Gu Litong, seeing that there was a good show to watch, was full of energy at this moment and even pulled Ding Zhichen to go into the water together.

Ding Zhichen also looked at the two fighting with interest; at this moment, he nodded in agreement.

"Friends come from afar, after all."

"Since both don't mind, then you can wait for me here, but it doesn't mean I accept your interview now."

Li Xuewu squinted his eyes and looked at her, then said to Ding Zhichen: "I have already submitted the cooperation project opinion to the group; I have also reported your side's attitude and requirements to the Management Committee."

"I suggest you return to Beijing first; news goes from Beijing to me, absolutely not as fast as Beijing."

"I'd better wait here."

Ding Zhichen had no intention of getting up and leaving at all, but sat on the sofa and said slowly: "What if your leaders have already made a decision at this moment? Then wouldn't I have to run another trip?"

"Director Li meant for me to talk to you, so good food is not afraid of being late; let's talk slowly."

At this moment, he was not in a hurry, but was ready to watch Li Xuewu's excitement.

Li Xuewu's mouth moved, ignored him, turned his head to look at Gu Litong, and said: "I'll think about your matter again, but you'd better take this back; no matter what, I won't want it."

"Then I'll wait here for your reply?"

Gu Litong saw that he was cutting the mess quickly, knowing that he wanted to send them away first, but at this moment, it was the time for the good show to be staged, so how could they be willing to leave.

Li Xuewu raised his head and sized up the two; are they all so idle?

Or is his excitement so good to watch that they don't even care about their own work and refuse to leave?

"Then continue the topic just now?"

Li Xuewu rolled his eyes, looked at Ding Zhichen, and said: "Let's put the Aries aside for now; are you interested in the Hongyun van."

"You might not know, this small passenger car was also cooperated by us with Beijing Second Auto."

He signaled the direction of Gu Litong and introduced: "The Hongyun van absorbed part of the ideas provided by Second Auto, which led to today's situation."

"Operating the Hongyun van?"

Ding Zhichen saw Li Xuewu talking about official business, so he became serious and asked: "I have already seen this car, but how can the complex situation of carrying cargo and people meet the needs of foreign guests?"

"Who said it was to serve foreign affairs work?"

Li Xuewu raised his chin and signaled the Gu Litong opposite and said: "If the Hongyun van can be realized in Beijing, does Capital Auto have the willingness to have a taxi popularization promotion project?"

"That is to truly provide taxi services to ordinary people, and practice the promise of serving the people."

"This—" Ding Zhichen frowned and asked: "Do you want to make it so big?"