Chapter 1476: Going to East Germany?

"Push the joystick forward, the helicopter can fly forward."

"Pull the joystick backward, the helicopter can fly backward."

"Push to the left, the helicopter flies parallel to the left."

"Push to the right, the helicopter flies parallel to the right."

"Step on the left pedal, the nose turns to the left; step on the right pedal, the nose turns to the right."

The helicopter pilot wearing a navy blue leather jacket patiently introduced it to Li Xuewu.

He reached out and pulled up a lever next to the seat similar to a car handbrake and introduced: "Pull the collective pitch up, the plane takes off; push it down, the plane lands."

"This is very simple. If you can drive a car, you will definitely learn to fly a helicopter."

The pilot was really using his heart to introduce it to Li Xuewu, as if encouraging him that he could learn it in one go.

"It is indeed quite simple, mainly overcoming the fear of driving, and these complex instrument devices."

Li Xuewu sat in the co-pilot's seat of the KH-4 helicopter, pointed his finger at the instruments above his head and in front, and said: "Is it troublesome to recognize these instruments and switches?"

"Very simple. Don't think it's difficult just because there are many instruments. Many instruments and switches only need attention during the preparation stage; you basically don't need to look at them during the driving process."

The pilot pointed at the instruments and switches and gave Li Xuewu a simple introduction according to the steps of takeoff preparation.

"This is the altimeter, here you set the standard pressure, this is the fire extinguisher, insurance switch, overhead switch..."

Li Xuewu's gaze followed his gestures, learning very seriously. After listening, he also asked about the main functions of each instrument and switch.

These devices were indeed as the pilot said; many were what needed to be determined during the preparation stage before takeoff.

Like instrument test buttons, over-limit checks, total fuel quantity, front fuel tank fuel quantity, artificial horizon, etc.

Zhao Fulai, Deputy Factory Director of Steel Flight, stood under the plane with a smile, watching the dialogue inside.

The Secretary-General came to the factory for research. Factory Director Kong Xiaobo went to Fengcheng, and the Chief Engineer and Chief Designer were both away. This was his first time hosting a group leader.

In his view, it was a good thing that the Secretary-General was interested in helicopters. The more the leader paid attention, the more resources Steel Flight could obtain.

Li Xuewu, as the main person in charge of the group's industrial enterprises in the Liaodong region, basically decided the resource allocation rights of these enterprises.

It was also a matter of coincidence; the Secretary-General came to inspect the site, and since there happened to be pilots training, he playfully invited the Secretary-General to go up and experience it for himself.

To tell the truth, Zhao Fulai really didn't think the Secretary-General could learn anything. He was already a big leader; could he really go learn this and then fly a plane?

The group had clear regulations that leaders above the deputy section level were not allowed to drive official cars. Even cars weren't allowed to be touched by leaders, so how could helicopters be?

"Can you fly the plane?"

Never expected it, but just when he was grinning, the Secretary-General suddenly said this to the pilot.

The pilot couldn't help but look at the Secretary-General in surprise, and then looked at him hesitantly.

"That... the leader is asking you a question."

Zhao Fulai didn't believe the Secretary-General dared to ride in a helicopter. To say official planes were possible, but the danger coefficient of helicopters was too great. Even he didn't dare to ride in one.

"Of course I can, I fly every day."

The pilot was very young. Hearing the instructions of the competent leader, he nodded seriously.

Li Xuewu raised his chin and gestured: "Then take me for a spin. I want to see how you fly."

"Ah? This—this—"

The pilot was stunned. The leader didn't follow the routine at all. Shouldn't he have praised him at this time?

Zhao Fulai was also stunned. Seeing the Secretary-General who had put on his headphones about to step forward to persuade him, he didn't expect the Secretary-General to close the cabin door smoothly.

"Secretary-General! Secretary-General—"

Letting him shout outside, Li Xuewu inside the cabin remained unmoved and also gestured for the pilot to start the car quickly.

The pilot was embarrassed. Now he didn't know who to listen to. Standing below was the Deputy Factory Director of Steel Flight, but sitting on the plane was the Group Secretary-General.

"What? Were you bragging just now?"

Li Xuewu glanced at him indifferently and said: "If you can't, you have to say it. I can't risk my life to test your lies."

"You fasten your seat belt first."

How to say it, young people can't stand being provoked. Hearing him say that, he became serious.

Zhao Fulai couldn't persuade the Secretary-General from this side, so he hurriedly turned around to pull the pilot down, but didn't expect the pilot to also close the cabin door.

"Wang Xiaonan, what are you doing!"

He was really anxious. The Secretary-General didn't know the danger, but you, a pilot, don't know the depth?

If the Secretary-General were really hurt, then he would be happy—retiring twenty years early.

The pilot's stubbornness came up. Pretending he couldn't hear the shouting below because he was wearing headphones, he turned on the electronic control switch and spun the propeller.

Good, Zhao Fulai was shouting persuasively at the two in the cabin, and the accompanying personnel were persuading Zhao Fulai. The scene was extremely lively.

The pilot named Wang Xiaonan wasn't a fool either. He still knew to turn and ask Li Xuewu if he should continue.

"What are you afraid of? If you dare to fly, I dare to sit."

Li Xuewu raised his chin and gestured for him to teach him how to fly a plane.

This thing wasn't something an ordinary person could have the chance to learn. Although aircraft piloting was called the most useless knowledge, who let him have this chance today.

"If you want to fully learn helicopter piloting, you have to go through systematic theoretical learning combined with practical operation. I said it was simple in a strategic sense."

Wang Xiaonan was also afraid. He was afraid the leader would get hot-headed and want to pilot it himself. He was also afraid of danger.

Helicopters were very dangerous. If you fall, you die. No matter how high or low, it's dangerous.

"Don't try it, how do you know if it's easy or difficult." Li Xuewu gestured boldly: "You fly it once, land it, and then I'll try."

Wang Xiaonan looked at him speechlessly, not expecting the leader to really want to try it himself.

This leader was too young and too arrogant. Learn it after watching it once? Then his previous training was all a waste of time.

No matter, he was the leader. Listen to him first. Wait until they were in the sky, he would be scared, and when he came down, his legs would be weak. Where would he still dare to let him fly?

Just like that, one dared to learn, one dared to teach. The KH-4 helicopter in the training ground flew up in the complex gazes of everyone. Zhao Fulai stood below, his heart pounding, just short of digging out the little ancestor Wang.

Actually, Wang Xiaonan's flying technique was really okay. Listening to him say he trained every day, he had to test and experiment with the factory-leaving plane to give the customer the greatest guarantee.

That's right, Wang Xiaonan was the final inspector of Steel Flight's helicopter products. If he could fly, it meant it was qualified.

Flying every day, doing various extreme tests every day, practice makes perfect. The various functions and characteristics of the helicopter had long been thoroughly excavated by him.

Taking Li Xuewu for a spin, teaching while flying, was really easy and happy. There were no difficulties.

Li Xuewu also learned very seriously. When in the sky, he even took over the driving right, flew for a while using the co-pilot's joystick, and basically mastered the techniques after takeoff.

The moment the helicopter landed, Zhao Fulai almost knelt down to them. It was finally safe.

But before he could happily step forward, the sound of starting came again after the helicopter turned off.

"Wang Xiaonan! I fuck your ancestors!"

Only to see in the transparent cabin, Secretary-General Li Xuewu slowly followed the takeoff steps, doing preparation before takeoff under Wang Xiaonan's guidance, and then under the eyes of everyone, that helicopter flew up again.

This was a new plane, so it was naturally very cool to fly.

"Slowly, slowly, pull back a little."

Wang Xiaonan seriously instructed Li Xuewu on how to control the balance and corrected his operating posture.

The plane flew very steadily, hovering over the training ground, doing various flight posture actions.

Before that time, everyone knew it was Wang Xiaonan taking the Secretary-General to fly. This time, everyone's hearts were in their throats because they all knew it was the Secretary-General who was flying.

Zhao Fulai didn't think about who would be the Secretary-General if the plane fell. He only thought about his own loneliness of returning home in dismay. Perhaps someone behind him was thinking that if he went down, who would be the Deputy Factory Director.

Weng weng weng—

The helicopter didn't fly for a very long time, even if the time was long enough in the hearts of those below.

When the helicopter landed again, everyone first looked at the propeller really stopping before stepping forward together.

Peng—

Li Xuewu hung up his headphones, pushed open the cabin door, and said to Zhao Fulai who came to greet him: "Arrange for little Wang to come to my house on the weekend to give me a theory class."

"Ah! Theory class? Are you going to—"

Zhao Fulai had just stuffed all the words he wanted to say back into his stomach because there were more urgent things now.

He glared fiercely at Wang Xiaonan who came down opposite, persuaded with a bitter face: "What are you learning this for."

"Of course it's to fly a plane."

Li Xuewu threw the gloves he took off to Wang Xiaonan, pointed his finger at him and said: "Remember, weekend. I'll have the driver come pick you up."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Fulai to say anything more, he took his secretary and went toward the car.

Zhao Fulai pointed his finger at Wang Xiaonan and couldn't speak fiercely, then chased after him.

Before he reached the car, the Secretary-General had already gotten on, and the driver didn't even wait for him, stepped on the gas, and drove away.

"My old heaven—"

Zhao Fulai was about to cry. What kind of thing was this? Why was the group leader so unprofessional?

You tell me, which group leader would come to learn to fly a plane? Not satisfied with experiencing a circle, he actually wanted to systematically learn theory and practice.

"You say! What did you tell the leader!"

He couldn't persuade the Secretary-General, so he could only turn back and scold Wang Xiaonan: "Do you know how dangerous this is, ah!"

"Then who should I listen to?"

Wang Xiaonan had Li Xuewu supporting him. At this moment, he spread his hands and said: "He is the Secretary-General—"

"You, you—"

Zhao Fulai pointed at him hatefully and emphasized: "You really don't know what's good for you. If the Secretary-General has any shortcomings, your life is over!"

"It was he who insisted on learning. What does it have to do with me? I haven't even collected his tuition yet."

Wang Xiaonan curled his lips ignorantly: "The Secretary-General can't take advantage of others either."

"Fine! Wang Xiaonan, you have guts!"

Zhao Fulai pointed at him angrily and said: "He didn't ask you to go to class on the weekend? Just tell him that. If you don't say it, you aren't a good boy!"

"Secretary-General, that Reporter Liu is still looking for workers to interview. It looks like she won't give up."

Zhang Jing saw Li Xuewu return and hurriedly followed from the corridor, introducing: "Just the ones we know are over a dozen. Who knows how many more there are."

"What are you afraid of? She isn't from the investigation team."

Li Xuewu was thirsty, picked up the teacup on the table, poured a large mouthful of warm tea, and then handed the teacup in his hand to Zhang Enyuan who came to take it.

"Let her interview. She came with a mission."

Li Xuewu sat in the chair, crossed his right leg, looked at the leaves blowing in the wind outside the window, and said: "Tell the cafeteria, eat meat tomorrow. The weather is about to get cold."

Zhang Jing looked at him blankly and speechlessly, not knowing what eating meat had to do with the weather getting cold. Are these two related?

However, since the Secretary-General spoke, there must be meat dishes on the cafeteria menu tomorrow noon.

In this day and age, how many units can afford meat dishes? The Metallurgical Plant has thousands of people. If you count all the enterprises of the group in Liaodong, the number is in the tens of thousands.

The Secretary-General said to have meat, then all units must enjoy this treatment. You can't favor one over the other.

"No. 4 furnace side..." Zhang Jing looked at him hesitantly and asked: "Do you want to ask about it."

"Director Li has already spoken."

Li Xuewu looked at the document on the table and only said after a long while: "It's been so long, how to ask."

"But..." Zhang Jing reminded him hesitantly: "If Reporter Liu discovers something and really writes it in the newspaper, then our Metallurgical Plant will be in trouble."

"The problem with No. 4 furnace—"

Li Xuewu leaned back in the chair, turned around, looked out the window, and muttered: "It's a bit troublesome—"

"You mean—" Zhang Jing frowned slightly, looked at him, and asked softly: "Did the group put pressure on you?"

"What do you think?"

Li Xuewu turned the chair in a direction, looking straight at Zhang Jing standing in the corner of the desk, and asked.

Zhang Jing looked at him, hesitated, and didn't answer for a long time.

Actually, not answering could also express his thoughts.

Li Xuewu nodded slightly and said: "You must be thinking that I received pressure or benefits from some people, passively investigating and handling this matter."

"Secretary-General, I don't mean that."

Zhang Jing waved his hands repeatedly to explain: "I just feel that you are a bit vague in handling this matter."

"It is a bit vague—"

Li Xuewu sat up straight, nodded slowly, and said: "Some people are saying that in order to shield certain people, I deliberately dragged this matter and didn't handle it, inconsistent, thunder loud, rain small."

Zhang Jing stopped talking. There were many words coming out of the agency. Whatever was ugly, there was everything. What the Secretary-General said was just one of them.

"No. 4 furnace was designed and built during the period when Deputy Director Dong presided over the Metallurgical Plant. This is an indisputable fact."

Li Xuewu raised his head slightly and said: "But the trend at this time is not quite right. Someone is fanning the flames, wanting to use this matter to talk about other things."

He pointed his finger at the desk and emphasized: "Don't say my style of doing things has always been impartial. Even Liu Yongnian's investigation, does he dare to mix in a bit of falsehood?"

"The problem now is, if you want to investigate the accident clearly, you either have to investigate everyone, or dismantle the No. 4 furnace bit by bit to see where the problem is."

By the end, Li Xuewu had already furrowed his brows and said sternly: "My opinion is that if Furnace No. 4 has a problem, then dismantle the furnace. We will deal with whoever is responsible for the problem, even if it is Deputy Director Dong; he cannot escape his supervisory leadership and regulatory responsibilities."

"But Director Li and Deputy Director Jing of the group can't bear my way of digging up the building to find crickets."

His tone softened again, and he sighed and looked out the window: "The group has decided to accept the support and help of the Santa Ya Group, re-correct the production plan of the No. 4 furnace, and do as much fine-tuning as possible."

"Of course, Liu Yongnian didn't give up the investigation either. If this road doesn't work, then investigate the people."

Li Xuewu turned back, looked at Zhang Jing, and said: "Sometimes I am also helpless about these two-choice problems. I can't find a better way to solve them."

"Director Li naturally considers it more comprehensively."

Zhang Jing understood the situation inside and nodded: "If someone uses this matter to make trouble and really investigates it with great fanfare, the one who loses is the Metallurgical Plant."

"There is another reason." Li Xuewu pointed his finger at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "This was mentioned by Deputy Director Jing. What if this is a technical error? How to calculate this loss, and how to give the person involved a disciplinary decision."

"Technical error—"

Zhang Jing thought of this possibility, frowned slightly, and asked: "Is it possible? After all, an accident occurred."

"What about the early stage?" Li Xuewu tilted his head and said: "The accident was produced for four months in the early stage. During these four months, no production accident occurred."

"The investigation team transferred from Europe by the Santa Ya Group considered countless possibilities." He introduced: "A punctuation mark wrong, a number wrong, all could cause subtle errors to appear."

"And this small error might have erupted at the time, or it might only appear when the critical condition is reached. No one dares to guarantee whether this is a subjective error or a technical error."

"Of course, whether it is subjective or unconscious, it is an error and needs to be handled."

Li Xuewu stood up, paced around the room, and said: "Having Liu Yongnian investigate this matter now is just to chant a 'tightening spell' for their Production Management Office and Design Department, keeping a sharp sword hanging over their heads at all times."

"Then—how to explain this matter?"

Zhang Jing frowned and reminded: "If Reporter Liu discovers clues and writes randomly, what to do?"

"She discovers? If she could discover it, we wouldn't need to invite the French team to find the problem."

Li Xuewu walked to the window and looked out, watching the autumn wind rolling the fallen leaves dancing in the sky, and said indifferently: "Let her investigate. This isn't a bad thing."

"As long as it is written according to the actual situation, it can be considered a lesson for the design department that has been smooth sailing."

He turned around, looked at Zhang Jing, and said: "For these two years, we have been too smooth, lacking a heart of fear."

"Didn't expect that being too smooth wouldn't work either." Zhang Jing smiled bitterly: "I thought for such a long time and didn't expect Reporter Liu coming here could have this effect."

"Think about it from the good side—"

Li Xuewu looked out the window again and said indifferently: "Otherwise, can you kill her?"

At the end of October, good news came from the group: the four office buildings of the General Sales Company in Jinmen were completed and delivered.

This was the construction plan formulated by Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong when they were in charge of economic work in 1967. Construction started in 1968, and it was finally delivered this year.

The Red Star Construction General Company was becoming more and more experienced. In large-scale projects, especially building construction, it had accumulated enough technology. The 100-meter-high building under construction represented this confidence and technology.

And Ding Zhichen, who had been in Steel City for nearly ten days, finally couldn't wait. After his patience was exhausted, he came to Li Xuewu to show his cards.

At this time, people from the publishing house under the Industrial University of Public Security came, and were discussing the publication of "Public Security Management Studies" with him.

"The time is still too short."

Li Xuewu saw Ding Zhichen coming over, but still calmly said to the publishing house editor: "I am no longer working on the front line now. Many experiences aren't summarized very accurately, and it's inevitable that there will be one-sided situations."

"If you feel it can be published, then please ask professionals to carefully knock it. You must not mislead the youth and make people laugh."

"You are really too polite."

Editor Zhou of the publishing house said politely: "I have had the honor to read the several books you wrote. They are indeed very thoughtful and worth learning."

"Don't say polite words."

Li Xuewu smiled, stood up, gestured to Ding Zhichen who came in, and said: "I have work here. You see, I'll invite you to dinner in the evening to fulfill the friendship of the landlord. We'll talk about this then?"

"If you have no other requirements and opinions, then I will go back. There are many things to be busy with."

Editor Zhou stood up, glanced at the few people who came in, took his bag, and waved his hand: "I know you are a straightforward person. I even bought the train ticket back."

"Too hurried. Rest for a night before leaving."

Li Xuewu said politely: "Just stay in our guest house. It will be convenient to go back tomorrow morning."

"Really not staying. You are polite."

Editor Zhou smiled and introduced softly: "The leader arranged a lot of work. I have to be busy here. I didn't need to come originally, but I felt uneasy if I didn't meet you."

"Understood. Then next time."

Li Xuewu sent him to the door, shook hands with him, and instructed Zhang Enyuan to send him to the train station.

After returning to the office, Ding Zhichen sized him up with complex eyes and said: "Do you still write books?"

"A little professional hobby, not worth mentioning."

Li Xuewu waved his hand, gestured for him to sit casually. Zhang Enyuan wasn't there, so he personally made tea for the other party.

Ding Zhichen had heard the sayings from the capital and knew some negotiation techniques with Li Xuewu.

How to put it? You can't be too formal, especially at the negotiation table. This kid slaughters people too ruthlessly.

It's easier to solve disputes in cooperation by communicating slowly in private. This point is a bit special.

"This can't be described as a small hobby." He also had the suspicion of flattering, and also had the heart of true admiration, looked at him and said: "Without talent, who would dare to pick up a pen to write a book? You can't even dream of what to write."

"It's not strange talk, it's some experience summaries and thoughts on professional technology."

Li Xuewu served a cup of tea to him, took his own teacup, sat on the side, and explained: "You might know that I managed security work at the Red Star Factory for three years."

"I know this. It's quite legendary." Ding Zhichen smiled and nodded, saying: "Few security cadres can do what you do. Now I know the reason."

"I'm just good at summarizing experience, nothing else. Any front-line worker can think of these."

Li Xuewu crossed his right leg and said politely: "If you summarize it, you can also write one."

"I can't write it—"

Ding Zhichen shook his head and said: "Let me do the work, it's fine. Let me write a book, it won't work. I don't even know where to start writing. This really needs talent."

"You are still too modest—"

Li Xuewu smiled, raised his hand to gesture for him to drink tea, and chatted idly: "This book has been written for less than a month. It's also an explosion of inspiration, over 100,000 words."

"I didn't intend to publish it originally. It was a friend who heard about it and helped me contact the publishing house."

"That's still okay, otherwise people wouldn't have come to the door actively—"

Ding Zhichen smiled and looked at him and said: "Just like Steel Auto's cars are okay, didn't I come to the door actively?"

"You are still too polite." Li Xuewu knew his thoughts, still smiled and said: "We were both in the capital before, we should have known each other long ago."

Is this polite? This is saying Capital Auto was arrogant before and didn't look down on the Red Star Factory, this little shrimp.

Now, Li Xuewu wants to make Steel Auto, which you looked down on yesterday, something you can't climb high to today.

Of course, this can't be said, nor can it be taken seriously, otherwise, wouldn't it become a social little yellow hair?

"We should have known each other long ago."

Ding Zhichen's gaze still looked at him complexly and said: "If we could have known each other long ago, I would definitely propose buying shares in Steel Auto."

"You don't know, now Director Bao of the credit union is so arrogant. He tells everyone about his most successful investment."

"Oh, you and Director Bao know each other."

Li Xuewu nodded clearly and said: "At that time, we just started doing car business. He also started investing in us from the motorcycle project."

"If there was such an investment from Capital Auto at that time, we definitely wouldn't have let go of you, who are more professional."

"Alas, what a pity—"

Ding Zhichen picked up the teacup, took a sip of hot tea, and only said after putting it down: "But fate brings people together from a thousand miles away. After going around and around, don't we have another chance to cooperate?"

"Hey, I was just saying—"

Li Xuewu stood up, took a document from the desk, walked back, and said amusingly: "Two Beijingers talking about cooperation in Steel City, how interesting."

"This is called good things take time—"

Ding Zhichen looked at the document in his hand expectantly, but pretended to be indifferent.

Li Xuewu thought he was funny, but he pretended, and I pretended too. Everyone is competing for endurance.

"Last time I suggested Capital Auto cooperate with No. 2 Auto. How did you consider it after going back?"

"The company is still considering it."

Considering a hair. If No. 2 Auto could produce the Aries, then why put the production line in Steel City?

Beijing Auto couldn't achieve Steel Auto's production costs, let alone No. 2 Auto.

However, he chatted with Gu Litong and knew that No. 2 Auto was developing very fast, at least faster than Beijing Auto, having already realized the transformation of the assembly line and supply chain system.

But this situation of having equipment but no craftsmanship wasn't enough to make Capital Auto give up Steel Auto and choose them.

Choose the bad one when there's a good one?

However, negotiation is about techniques. Ding Zhichen knew Li Xuewu could see it, but still answered vaguely, then asked directly: "That time you said you wanted to report to the group company, is there any news?"

"Isn't this it? The opinion brought by the person arranged by Director Li, I also studied it carefully for a long time."

Li Xuewu, like fishing, pressed his hand on the document and thought while saying: "If it were according to my train of thought, I wouldn't agree to do it this way, but the result of the group management committee's discussion is this, and the aspects of concern are also more comprehensive."

"Oh, can you tell me?"

Ding Zhichen seemed to see the dawn and looked at him expectantly: "I am also very curious."

"Hmm, Director Li's opinion is that professional things should be done by professional people, and projects shouldn't be too blind."

Li Xuewu seemed to be destroying his own Great Wall, overturning the previous opinion. At this moment, it was inevitably a bit regrettable.

He was regrettable, but Ding Zhichen's eyes lit up, looked at him, and said: "Does your group mean that you are willing to hand over the Aries to us for operation?"

"The condition is to jointly form a joint venture company, and the drivers must recruit at least 70% of the workers from the group."

Li Xuewu looked at him and emphasized: "The group can not participate in the operation, but will send financial and safety regulatory cadres to implement supervisory duties."

"We provide the Aries and Hongyun models. The fuel oil guarantee can be handed over to the United Energy General Company to be responsible."

"You mean—"

Ding Zhichen raised his eyebrows and asked: "Still want to lower the price? Realize popularization?"

"This is the inevitable trend of taxi company operation and development." Li Xuewu looked at him and emphasized: "How can a taxi company that can't serve the people get the trust and support of the people? Don't you think so?"

I think? I think my brain hurts.

Ding Zhichen didn't rush to reply to him, but frowned and thought.

The Red Star Steel Group giving up the operation of the taxi company was indeed a good thing for them.

However, the conditions put forward by the other party were also harsh enough.

He knew the Red Star Steel Group's thoughts. It was nothing more than expanding the service area, increasing more cars, resettling more workers, and also increasing the profit space.

Doesn't Capital Auto know what taxi popularization can bring? Is Capital Auto lacking market strategic vision? Capital Auto is lacking money.

The Red Star Steel Group is providing cars and resettling workers to popularize the service area. It looks like they have a big appetite. How can Capital Auto satisfy their appetite?

The words sound good, saying professional things should be done by professional people, and then saying brothers should settle accounts clearly, wanting to arrange financial and safety regulatory personnel to be responsible for the work.

Isn't it just comparing financial strength?

But Capital Auto has no money. This time they wanted to get it for free, but they didn't catch the chance.

Calculating this way, how many shares can Capital Auto get in the joint venture company?

Don't end up getting the operation right, but not getting many shares. In reality, it's working for the Red Star Factory.

This kid Li Xuewu is too bad. If you aren't careful, you will be pitted by him.

Thinking for a full five minutes, thinking of all the problems he could think of, he then opened his mouth and asked: "How are the shares determined?"

"My opinion is three-seven, but the leader didn't agree, saying we are brother units after all."

Li Xuewu explained, learning from old Li: "The final opinion is that it's best to be five-five."

Five-five? A lion's mouth wide open!

Ding Zhichen had long thought of it. When he heard three-seven, he reacted to how ruthless Li Xuewu was.

Three-seven, it must be Capital Auto three. This is too black.

The car is given for free, but isn't the oil money and maintenance money operating costs?

The largest operating cost is the resettlement fee for drivers. The Red Star Steel Group is using cars to exchange for half of the shares, and also resettling these workers.

Once Capital Auto changes to the Aries, the whole city will know about Steel Auto's car. Even foreigners and leaders will know, so the influence of this car will be great.

Now the situation is that Li Xuewu played the loyalty card, leaving him, who decided to communicate privately, speechless.

You tell me, agree to his opinion? Capital Auto seems to take advantage, but actually suffers a big loss.

Disagree with his opinion? It seems like he went back on his word and isn't loyal.

Even if he really doesn't want his face and gives up talking today, can he get any good at the negotiation table?

"This—" he hesitated and said: "Can the share ratio be discussed again? After all, we are responsible for the operation. This is the big head—"

"There isn't much room for discussion here. I still suggest you go back to the capital and find Director Li to talk."

Li Xuewu raised his chin and said very frankly: "He can decide anything in our group."

I believe your ghost! I go back to the capital to find Li Huai De now? Isn't it being sent here by him and running for nothing.

"How about I help you solve the reporter outside? You give us another 20% of the shares?"

"Hehe—" Li Xuewu's mouth slightly curled up, looked at him, and asked back: "How about you go ask her if she is worth these hundreds of thousands of yuan."

Seeing Ding Zhichen shake his head with a bitter smile, Li Xuewu said indifferently: "I advise you not to meddle. I have use for this Reporter Liu here. Don't bother you."

"Then I'll take this condition back first and see what everyone says." Ding Zhichen didn't bite to death either, knowing it couldn't be discussed today.

However, the initiative was on their side. Everything was easy to talk about. At worst, he would stay for another ten days.

Carrying Li Xuewu's sincerity, he came out of the office building and bumped into Reporter Liu who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Deputy General Ding, can I chat with you?"

"Chat about what? Aren't you here to interview Secretary-General Li?"

Ding Zhichen sized her up with strange eyes. This woman must be stupid, right? Does this kind of goods from the Northern Industry News dare to break into the dragon's den of Steel City? Aren't they afraid of being played to death by Li Xuewu?

Li Xuewu warned him not to meddle, which meant he wasn't afraid of her investigation and harassment. Who knows what bad ideas he had.

"There's a lot we can chat about."

Liu Hongmei said confidently: "For example, chat about your purpose in coming to Steel City, the details of this negotiation, etc."

"This is a commercial secret—"

Ding Zhichen didn't know where he learned the word, looked at her, and emphasized: "We are too late to keep it secret, how could we accept an interview?"

"Hey! General Ding, let me treat you to dinner."

Seeing Ding Zhichen about to leave, Liu Hongmei gritted her teeth, chased after him, and said politely: "I'll treat you tonight."

"Eating is no problem, but not today."

I don't know if it was on purpose, but Ding Zhichen lifted his document bag and emphasized: "I have to report this to the company and wait for orders at any time."

Liu Hongmei's heart was really itching. If it weren't for considering the other party's identity, she really wanted to grab it and look at it carefully.

A reporter, facing material within reach but unable to do anything—how regrettable this must be.

"Don't say I'm heartless!"

Ding Zhichen raised his eyebrows, gestured upstairs, and said softly to her: "You can write about Secretary-General Li. I heard he is learning to fly a plane."

"Manuscript fee—" Li Xuewu thought for a while and instructed: "Mail it to my wife. The pressure will be high after the children go to school. We need money to maintain our livelihood."

Editor Zhou on the other end of the phone smiled and responded, not joking with Li Xuewu about this kind of thing.

Li Xuewu's family is short of money?

Even if both children go to school, the couple's wages can afford it. This is still crying poor.

But it's normal. The manuscript fee in this era is dropping again and again. If it weren't for the one above supporting it, the concept of manuscript fee might have disappeared.

There are writers who can buy courtyard houses in the capital with manuscript fees, and writers who can buy imported cars in the capital with manuscript fees. You tell me if writers are hated or not.

Mr. Lu Xun said it well: since ancient times, literary people have looked down on each other. Literature has no first, martial arts has no second. It is indeed so.

Because this time the publishing house was changed, no longer the Steel Institute Publishing House, he simply kept it himself.

What are you thinking about? Thousands of yuan. "Public Security Management Studies"—he had already thought about it when writing it. This is something that can be used as a textbook. The number of prints is definitely guaranteed.

Retail and procurement naturally can't compare. Just by virtue of this book, his manuscript fee can earn a large sum.

Thousands of yuan for Gu Ning, also let her have a bottom in her heart, and be more confident in spending on children.

"I heard you are learning to fly a plane?"

As agreed, Wang Xin came to Steel City again. The two met at an ordinary restaurant.

Li Xuewu had work to be busy with, and he had meetings to hold. The two could be considered to have squeezed their time together.

"Actually, fixed-wing planes are easier to learn."

Wang Xin suggested with a smile: "You learn helicopter piloting first. When you have time later, I will arrange for you to learn fixed-wing and business jet piloting techniques. They are very easy to learn."

"Teachers all say so."

Li Xuewu shook his head jokingly and said: "My coach also often says so."

"This is called 'if you know it, it's not difficult; if it's difficult, you don't know it'."

Wang Xin smiled and ordered food, still paying the bill.

"Fine, wait until you have time."

Li Xuewu introduced with a smile: "I can drive a car and a tank, but I haven't learned to fly a plane."

"Then wait until you have time."

Wang Xin raised his eyebrows and said: "Our factory has various trainer models. We have planes from abroad."

"If you have these words, it's great."

Li Xuewu picked up the teapot on the table to help him pour a cup of tea and filled one for himself.

"I just treat this as a hobby. Learn as much as I can. More skills don't weigh you down."

"If the Red Star Steel Group can buy Tadong Airport, can't you fly whenever you want?"

Wang Xin could be said to have revealed his true intentions. Before he finished speaking, he turned to the main topic.

Li Xuewu looked at him amusingly and asked: "So you have nothing else to do but urge us to buy an airport?"

"I'm not forcing you—"

Wang Xin saw the secretary go to serve the food, so he said to him: "It's just mentioned. Think about it, is Tadong Airport useful to your group?"

"What use?" Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and said: "Besides pressing a large sum of funds and continuing to lose money, I don't see any use."

"You really take me for someone who can't count."

Wang Xin glanced at him and said: "Your Director Li received the indicator to visit East Germany with the delegation, right?"

"Don't tell me you don't know about this!" ===== CHAPTER 1477 =====

"Don't you dare say you don't know about this!"