Chapter 1489: You're useless

Li Xuewu ultimately failed to meet with Ding Zhichen, the Vice President of Capital Auto; he rushed to the airport early Friday morning.

"The specific situation hasn't been transmitted yet; I called to urge them before I left, but there was no reply from that side."

Secretary Zhang Enyuan's expression was equally solemn, but his tone was very gentle as he reported the emergency work.

This is the basic skill of a secretary: to remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses before one's eyes, not allowing one's own attitude to affect the leader's judgment of the event and the situation itself.

"Who is handling this on-site?"

Li Xuewu lay back against the seat, his fingers gently pinching the bridge of his nose; the feeling of being woken up by a phone call was very uncomfortable.

Although because of work, he rarely slept in, he still couldn't get up too early.

Especially the content of the report from the secretary on the phone made him even more annoyed.

"Director Sun called for the first time to say that the duty room had already reported the matter level by level."

Zhang Enyuan glanced at the driver, Yu Zhe, who was driving; he hadn't returned, and this was a driver from the group's small car squad, so he had some reservations about speaking.

"If there are no accidents, Vice Factory Director Yang and Vice Factory Director Liu should have already arrived at the scene by now."

"Hmm, understood."

Li Xuewu opened his eyes and looked out the window; the capital at four or five in the morning was just beginning its new day.

The sky was still dim, the temperature was a bit low, and perhaps because he hadn't had time to eat breakfast, even though he was already wearing a wool vest, he still felt chilly.

He was able to receive the call from Secretary Zhang Enyuan, and naturally, he received the call from Li Huai De shortly after.

In terms of control over the group, Old Li was now more comprehensive than ever before.

In successive rounds of organizational and personnel changes, he had long ago broken up and reorganized the original organizational structure of the Red Star Factory, and with the help of the merger of sixteen enterprises in Capital Industry and the merger of the Fengcheng First Machinery Factory, he had achieved the goal of rejuvenating the group's cadres and normalizing the organizational ecology.

The more young cadres at the grassroots and middle levels, the higher the combat effectiveness of the collective; a 23-year-old deputy director and a deputy secretary in charge of organizational work had already appeared at the workshop level.

Don't think that because Li Xuewu could become a group-level cadre at this age, this era belonged to young people; it was far from that.

Just look at the organizational structure and personnel hierarchy of Second Auto; there were more and more old workers and old cadres, and the younger generation was rising, with the collision between the two sides gradually intensifying.

But in the Red Star Steel Group, this collision did not evolve into a relatively fierce competitive relationship.

The reason was simple: from the organizational structure level, the Group Management Committee had discovered this trend in advance and had timely proposed reform plans for organizational and personnel work, and had also made excellent choices and efforts.

There was no lack of old comrades at the middle and grassroots levels to stabilize the situation, helping young people get on the horse and sending them off for a ride, and there were also outstanding individuals with courage and ability who fought their way out.

The group was transforming from the past emphasis on seniority and face to the direction of looking at ability and evaluating technology.

Li Huai De had one advantage: he listened to advice.

Li Xuewu's opinions and suggestions on the group's organizational and personnel work were all listened to by him.

Boldly employing young people, giving young people opportunities to make mistakes, and giving young people opportunities to grow—it could be said that Old Li bore great pressure.

Why is Secretary-General Li Xuewu known as the flag-bearer for young cadres within the group? Because young cadres had already taken his present and past as goals and examples to learn from.

Li Huai De understood the mindset of young people very well; every time he had a meeting with young cadres, he would tell little stories about how Secretary-General Li Xuewu grew up.

Do you damn believe it? Li Huai De actually told stories, and they were little stories that had been processed.

Some of the little stories that reached Li Xuewu's ears also made him feel baffled.

Perhaps Washington had the same mindset when he heard the little story about chopping down a tree when he was a child.

Old Li's appreciation for Little Li was undisguised, and he even publicly expressed his hope to support more young people to become excellent cadres like the Secretary-General.

The example has been set for you, and how to do it has been taught to you; young man, don't you want to work hard?

Old Li is a pot for Li Xuewu, and Li Xuewu is a flag for Old Li; the relationship between the two is truly interesting.

Precisely because Li Xuewu is his flag, Old Li couldn't bear to see this flag fall.

In the phone call this morning, the two had a candid communication about the emergency accident that occurred in Steel City.

The result was that Li Xuewu ended his work in the capital and immediately set off for the airport to take a special plane back to Liaodong.

Li Xuewu had already suggested that Old Li entrust the meeting with Ding Zhichen of Capital Auto to Gao Yaqin.

If it's about layout, Gao Yaqin might not be able to catch up with him, but when it comes to economic work, especially business related to trade and technical cooperation, she is still very professional.

At least she showed a certain talent in negotiation work; the few times she cooperated with Li Xuewu, she opened her mind, and since then, several negotiations she independently presided over had achieved ideal goals.

In fact, the confrontation and layout with Capital Auto had long been arranged by him, and the rest was forcing the other party to submit.

As for the calculations for the future, there's no need to say now; when the time is ripe, it will naturally be done.

Just like Gu Litong of Second Auto, even if he suddenly had a sudden realization, what could he do?

The Shanghai-brand sedan sped on the road, creating a speed difference with the passing vehicles.

Zhang Enyuan was very worried about whether this car could withstand the destruction of such speed; he was truly accustomed to the steady cars driven by Yu Zhe before.

It had to be said that the driver trained by Han Jiankun really had something; when a touch of red appeared on the horizon, Li Xuewu had already stepped out of the car and walked toward the boarding ladder of the Red Star No. 1 business jet, which was about to execute an emergency flight mission.

"Good morning, Secretary-General—"

Zhou Xiaoling greeted him professionally and reached out to take his luggage; this trip was hurried, and Er Ya didn't have time to prepare, so she only found a few pieces of clothing temporarily.

"Good morning, Secretary Zhang—"

She smiled and greeted Zhang Enyuan, and after seeing the other party nod in acknowledgment, she didn't say anything more.

Notify the cockpit, close the cabin door, and perform pre-takeoff preparation operations according to regulations.

Li Xuewu sat in his seat, looking at the misty airport building in a daze, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Secretary-General, seat belt."

Zhou Xiaoling received the takeoff notice, walked into the cabin, helped Secretary Zhang Enyuan put away his luggage, and after confirming that he had fastened his seat belt, she looked at the Secretary-General.

Li Xuewu at this moment was mature and solemn as she had never seen before, and a serious aura rushed toward her.

From the moment she received the temporary flight notice, she knew that flying back to Liaodong in such a hurry so early meant there must be very urgent work that needed him to go back to handle.

When is a man most charming?

It's when he is thinking.

Zhou Xiaoling could feel his silence and pressure, and after helping him fasten his seat belt, she only reminded him softly.

"Hmm, thank you, you can take off."

Li Xuewu came back to his senses and saw her squatting in front of him, nodding slightly and saying a sentence.

"I have prepared breakfast for you and Secretary Zhang; I will send it to you after the plane takes off."

Zhou Xiaoling's concern was carried with admiration and respect, as well as being proactive and timely.

He received the call at four o'clock; where would he have time to eat breakfast? Zhang Enyuan was the same.

"Good, thank you for your hard work."

A faint smile appeared on Li Xuewu's face; although it was only a shallow trace, it was enough to comfort her.

Zhou Xiaoling stood up and walked back quickly, and after replying to the captain, she sat in her seat.

This time, the team only arranged two flight attendants for the temporary flight mission; upon hearing that they were flying to Steel City, Zhou Xiaoling applied for the team leader mission without hesitation.

Flying to Steel City, who else could it be?

The Red Star No. 1 business jet had been based at the Capital Airport all year round and had made filing registrations at 26 airports across the country.

That is to say, within the civil aviation system, Red Star No. 1 could apply to land at any airport.

It could even apply to fly to Hong Kong.

A few days ago, Gao Yaqin represented the Red Star Steel Group to work in Hong Kong, and she took Red Star No. 1.

What is strength?

Group leaders no longer rely on trains and passenger ships for long-distance business trips; this is strength.

What if you own your own business jet?

That's called *bull-beep-class*!

When the plane landed steadily at Steel City Airport, a black high-end sedan with double flashing lights slid over, and even though it was snowing in the sky, it was still steady.

"Goodbye, Secretary-General."

"Goodbye, Secretary-General."

The captain and chief flight attendant Zhou Xiaoling only had time to stand at the cockpit door to see Li Xuewu off.

Just after the plane stopped steadily, Li Xuewu and Zhang Enyuan had already packed their luggage and were ready to get off the plane.

"Thank you, goodbye."

Li Xuewu didn't lose his composure because he was going to handle emergency affairs; he shook hands with the two very steadily, and only then did he get off the plane with their help.

Below the boarding ladder, Zhang Jing and driver Yu Zhe were waiting for him with a large black umbrella.

Zhou Xiaoling shivered from the cold wind that rolled into the cabin; looking at Li Xuewu, who was walking off the plane steadily in a woolen overcoat, her heart was still burning.

This is what a man should look like.

Watching him shake hands with the comrades of Liaodong Industry and talk briefly before getting into the car, the cabin door also closed accordingly.

She sniffed, feeling the air return to warmth, and tried hard to lift her spirits.

Red Star No. 1 would undergo routine inspection and maintenance at Steel City Airport, and after refueling, it would immediately fly back to the capital; there was another flight to Yangcheng this morning.

So Zhou Xiaoling could only send him here; it was already determined that there would be no chance to meet again tonight.

She didn't have much regret; even if she didn't return to the capital tonight, looking at Li Xuewu's state, she might not necessarily see him tonight.

What happened that could make Li Xuewu of the Red Star Steel Group so anxious to return to Liaodong?

This question was being asked and guessed by many people; the dedicated line from Steel City to the capital was already crowded.

What made Li Huai De and Li Xuewu nervous wasn't the event itself, but the trouble after the situation got out of control.

"Secretary-General, there are reporters at the door."

When the car approached the Metallurgical Plant area, Li Xuewu could already see the crowd standing at the door from the sky full of heavy snow, seemingly waiting for some important news.

Yu Zhe heard the reminder from Office Director Zhang Jing, but didn't receive instructions from the leader; the car speed slowed down slightly but didn't stop, instead honking to warn and pushing through the crowd.

The sound outside the car was very noisy, with reporters' inquiries and security guards' reminders; Li Xuewu had no intention of rolling down the window at all, just looking at them like this, appearing somewhat cold.

When did reporters' sense of smell become so sensitive, or rather, how did reporters in this era dare to do this?

Of course, he wouldn't meet them at this time, even if these people had the possibility of writing nonsense.

Li Xuewu had long been mentally prepared; in this era, newspapers wouldn't write nonsense, and the Red Star Steel Group wouldn't allow any media to write or edit nonsense.

From the moment he got off the plane, he had heard Zhang Jing's report that this heavy snow started at eleven o'clock at night and hadn't shown any sign of stopping until now.

A heavy snow rarely seen in ten years.

The car stopped in front of the office building; Yu Zhe got out of the car to help him open the door and held up a black umbrella.

Li Xuewu stepped out of the car, raised his head, and looked at the gray sky over the edge of the umbrella.

With such heavy snow, this year must be a good year; after all, "auspicious snow promises a good harvest."

"Secretary-General, you must make the decision for us; Old Yu wouldn't do this—"

Li Xuewu had just stepped into the lobby when he saw someone rushing over, crying and howling.

"Old Yu wouldn't commit suicide; he absolutely wouldn't!"

"Sister-in-law—Sister-in-law—"

Metallurgical Plant Office Director Sun Jia grabbed her arm and propped her up hard, which prevented her from kneeling in front of the Secretary-General.

There were already curious onlookers and reporters at the factory gate; no one could guarantee what would happen at this time, but Sun Jia guaranteed that he wouldn't let any accidents happen.

"Secretary-General, this is the wife of Comrade Yu Tiecheng." Zhang Jing saw that the situation was special, so he stepped forward to make an introduction; he reached out to support the other arm, "Comrade Yaqin, you have to let the Secretary enter the door to speak, right?"

"Ah—Old Yu—"

Liu Yaqin was full of tears, her whole body seeming to have lost strength, hanging limply on the two of them.

Her hands waved unconsciously, seemingly unable to accept the fact that her lover had passed away.

Li Xuewu glanced at her and, determining that she couldn't communicate, walked into the lobby and instructed Yang Zongfang, who came to greet him: "Send the person to the reception room first, and ask the factory hospital to arrange for a doctor to come over; don't let the situation get worse."

Yang Zongfang could feel the full pressure from this sentence, but he could only nod in agreement.

Li Xuewu didn't say anything else, scanned the crowd watching in the lobby, and walked up the stairs.

Perhaps this glance had enough power; the onlookers didn't need anyone to persuade them, and they all dispersed.

Zhang Jing, together with Sun Jia, along with Zhou Peilan and others who had just started work, persuaded Liu Yaqin and her two children upstairs and arranged them in the reception room as the Secretary-General said.

"Secretary-General."

Li Xuewu had just taken off his big overcoat, and Zhang Enyuan was making tea for him when Yang Zongfang walked in.

"Come, sit down and talk."

He responded to the other party's greeting very steadily, and then instructed Zhang Enyuan: "Go to the reception room and see; if the family members are awake and stable, come and tell me."

"Yes, Secretary-General."

Zhang Enyuan placed the freshly brewed hot tea by his hand, and after responding, he went out.

Yang Zongfang didn't wait for Li Xuewu to ask and took the initiative to introduce: "The scene was discovered by the security patrol team."

Because he had already eaten breakfast on the plane, he didn't feel cold, and Li Xuewu was only wearing a white shirt and a wool vest, looking scholarly.

But Yang Zongfang didn't dare to fool him like he would Dong Wenxue; he said whatever there was to say, not daring to bring a trace of subjective opinion or attitude; his attitude was very clear.

As the executive deputy of the Metallurgical Plant, he was the main person in charge when Li Xuewu was away; this was a hard rule.

And Li Xuewu was very rigorous in his work; he had already talked to him before returning to the capital and made work arrangements.

Now that such a big problem had occurred in the factory, not to mention who was responsible, he couldn't escape his responsibility.

So he didn't hide anything, nor did he defend himself, and explained the duty situation last night and the process of the event clearly.

Li Xuewu frowned as he listened, and only waited for him to finish before asking: "Who was the first to arrive at the scene?"

"It was me; when I received the report from the security department, I arranged for the duty room to notify Comrade Liu Yongnian."

Yang Zongfang's tone was somewhat suppressed, but he introduced clearly: "He was less than twenty minutes later than me; after we exchanged opinions at the scene, we decided to report this matter to you."

He looked at Li Xuewu somewhat nervously, not daring to look directly into his eyes; Li Xuewu at this moment was very scary.

"What does the security department say?"

Li Xuewu's lips moved, and he asked: "Did the on-site investigation find any clues?"

"I know what you mean." Yang Zongfang had to face his eyes at this time and nodded, saying: "At the first moment the incident occurred, the duty room requested Han Zhan to arrive at the scene, and when I went, he had just arrived there too."

"Han Zhan personally led the team to do the inspection."

He paused, and then continued to introduce: "The possibility of homicide cannot be ruled out, but the evidence at the scene only supports suicide; no more clues were found."

"The possibility of homicide cannot be ruled out?"

Li Xuewu's brows furrowed even deeper, and he looked at him and asked: "What does this sentence mean?"

"Comrade Yongnian and I also expressed doubts about this opinion." Yang Zongfang reported: "Han Zhan's meaning is that the evidence provided by the family members, as well as the situation discovered by the patrol team at the scene, do not rule out this point."

He looked back at the door; a cry came from the reception room not far from this office, and he could be sure that this was Yu Tiecheng's wife.

"According to Yu Tiecheng's wife, he was not on duty last night and went home after work on time."

Yang Zongfang also frowned amidst the crying and introduced: "Although the review and investigation by the working group in the recent period of time caused him a certain amount of pressure, he did not show any abnormalities on weekdays."

"His wife said that during dinner, he even talked about philosophy with his two children, hoping that they could look at problems and learn problems from a philosophical perspective."

"The scene was discovered in the early morning."

Li Xuewu tapped the table with his finger and glanced at the door; it was Han Zhan who walked in.

He continued to ask: "How did Yu Tiecheng appear in the No. 4 furnace workshop? What did the family say?"

"They said around 9:30, just when they were preparing to rest at home, Yu Tiecheng received a phone call."

Yang Zongfang saw Han Zhan come in but didn't give up the right to report and continued to introduce: "We have already checked; the phone call was made from the factory area."

"It was the No. 4 furnace workshop; we just found out."

Han Zhan's face was resolute, and he nodded and reported: "We found the specific location from the operator."

"Who is responsible for the No. 4 furnace workshop?"

Li Xuewu first glanced at Han Zhan and then looked at Yang Zongfang, asking: "Who has the key?"

After the safety production accident occurred in the No. 4 furnace workshop, the workshop was shut down and stopped production due to design defects.

The group handed over the investigation authority of this accident to the Liaodong Industrial Leading Group to be responsible.

In fact, it was to give Li Xuewu investigation space to ensure that this matter could be resolved smoothly.

At that time, Liu Yongnian took the initiative to say that he would investigate to the end, but he had been investigating for almost four months, and there was still no news.

Li Xuewu couldn't wait for him for so long; the personnel who participated in the project design and construction had been transferred, and the group had also reorganized the design team to carry out rescue transformation design for the No. 4 furnace.

According to the issued notice and requirements, Yu Tiecheng, as the designer of the No. 4 furnace, should not return to the workshop scene, let alone contact the equipment and facilities here.

But the problem appeared right here; after Yu Tiecheng received the call from the No. 4 furnace workshop at 9:30, he came here and hanged himself here.

The No. 4 furnace had long been shut down; even if the design team moved in, they wouldn't perform operations at night.

So who called Yu Tiecheng from the No. 4 furnace workshop at 9:30?

Was this phone call the important reason for Yu Tiecheng's death, or was it that the person who made the call killed Yu Tiecheng and forged the suicide scene?

Now the problem was given to Han Zhan; he needed to determine the cause of Yu Tiecheng's death from the clues already at the scene.

If it is determined that Yu Tiecheng committed suicide, then what needs to be investigated is who made this call and what the reason was.

If it is determined that it was homicide, then this matter is big, and the murderer must be found and severely punished.

So this matter was also divided into two directions: one direction required Han Zhan to determine the cause of Yu Tiecheng's death, and the other direction required determining the reason for Yu Tiecheng going to the No. 4 furnace workshop.

"The No. 4 furnace workshop was managed by the security department during the closure period, and the key was also in the hands of the security department."

Han Zhan answered very simply: "After the investigation team moved in, the security department handed over two of the keys to the investigation team. After the design department moved in, the security department handed over two of the keys to the design department."

He looked at Li Xuewu's face and continued to report: "The remaining keys are still in the security department."

"Are the keys left in the security department reliable?"

Li Xuewu looked at him and asked: "Did anyone act alone with the keys last night?"

"The keys are stored in the confidential room."

Han Zhan replied: "Without an order and registration, the confidential room will not provide the remaining two keys."

He reported very seriously: "I have checked the usage records; according to the patrol regulations, there are three night patrols per week; last night was not within the patrol cycle."

"That is to say, it is impossible for the security department's keys to open the lock of the No. 4 furnace workshop, right?"

Li Xuewu asked him, and after seeing Han Zhan nod, he looked at Yang Zongfang and said: "In the four months from the closure of the No. 4 furnace to now, anything could have happened; no one dares to say that the number of keys is correct."

"Hmm, I thought of this too."

Yang Zongfang nodded in agreement and said: "When investigating the keys, I said that it is very likely that workers in the No. 4 furnace workshop retained keys to enter and exit."

"This is very likely." Han Zhan also echoed: "The No. 4 furnace workshop never lacked people during its operation."

"Hmm—" Li Xuewu let out a long breath; the worry on his face didn't decrease in the slightest, but instead added a few more worries, "The number of keys is uncertain."

"We cannot extract fingerprints from the handle of the workshop phone; someone deliberately wiped them off."

Han Zhan reported: "It is precisely because there are so many doubts that we cannot determine the cause of Yu Tiecheng's death."

"Don't worry about these external factors first." Li Xuewu ordered decisively: "First arrange for the forensic doctor to examine the deceased himself and use technical means to determine the cause of death."

"Walk on two legs; tell the investigators to completely put aside the influence of the event itself and just investigate all relationships purely from the fact that Yu Tiecheng hanged himself."

He tapped the table with his finger and said to Yang Zongfang: "Those people at the door cannot be ignored; you come forward to make a case briefing; just say these words just now, tell the truth, and don't hide anything."

"This—" Yang Zongfang didn't expect Li Xuewu to do this, actually announcing the case without any concealment.

Those people at the door had unknown origins and were clearly interviewing with a purpose; wasn't this actively handing over a knife?

"Do you think this matter can be hidden?"

Li Xuewu frowned and glanced at him, then picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying: "Don't hide it; tell them whatever they want to know, tell them what we know."

"Understood, I'll go now."

Yang Zongfang stood up and said: "Comrade Yongnian is still at the scene; should I call him back?"

"Let him stay there."

Li Xuewu's eyelids drooped, he put down the teacup and stopped talking; Yang Zongfang understood what he meant.

Han Zhan looked at the two and silently followed Yang Zongfang out of the office.

At this time, Zhang Enyuan came over from next door to report the situation in the reception room to Li Xuewu.

"Leader, the family's situation is a bit better."

"Hmm, I know."

Li Xuewu looked at the heavy snow still falling outside the window, stood up, and said: "Help me call back to Group Director Li and say that I am already at the unit."

"Yes—" Zhang Enyuan picked up the navy blue jacket from the coat rack at the door and helped him put it on.

It wasn't cold in the office building, even though it was snowing heavily outside, but at this time, Yu Tiecheng's family needed respect.

"Secretary-General—"

As soon as Li Xuewu entered the room, tears fell from Liu Yaqin's face again, and no matter how Zhou Peilan beside her wiped them, she couldn't wipe them dry.

Li Xuewu nodded and sat down in the position Zhang Jing vacated.

"I have already understood the situation."

He looked up at the other party, his tone heavy but powerful: "First of all, I want to urge you to take care of yourself; no matter what the result is, you must shoulder the responsibility of handling the funeral affairs of Comrade Yu Tiecheng; this is certain."

"Secondly, I can also understand your mood at this time; it is not only that you lost your lover, but also that the group lost an excellent designer."

Li Xuewu nodded slowly and said: "Finally, I will give you a guarantee that the security department will go all out to investigate this matter, and the group will also set up a corresponding investigation team to follow up and give a definitive answer as soon as possible."

"Secretary-General—"

Liu Yaqin held a tissue, looked at him with teary eyes, and emphasized: "Old Yu wouldn't commit suicide."

"Hmm, I have already listened to the reports of Comrade Zongfang and Han Zhan." Li Xuewu nodded and said: "Just now I also told them that we must determine the cause of death of Comrade Yu Tiecheng and also determine the source of that phone call."

"It's really my fault—"

Hearing him say this, Liu Yaqin slapped herself, crying and saying: "Old Yu was going to leave after receiving the call; I should have asked him one more question."

"Wuwuwu—"

She cried and said: "If I had asked him, maybe he wouldn't have come to the factory, and he wouldn't have—wuwuwu—"

Li Xuewu was silent for half a minute before saying: "Don't make things difficult for yourself, and don't blame the deceased."

He looked at Zhou Peilan and said: "You work harder, put aside your work, and do a good job of protecting the family members."

Saying this, he also looked at Yu Tiecheng's son and daughter sitting on the other side.

When entering the room, Zhang Jing had already introduced them to him; the eldest son was named Yu Yang, 18 years old, just started work, and worked in the city's postal and telecommunications department.

The little girl Yu Jia was 16 years old and was in middle school.

The faces of the two children were full of confusion and sadness; the pillar of the family had collapsed.

"If you have any requirements, you can bring them up to the organization."

Li Xuewu looked at Liu Yaqin, who was covering her face, and said: "Although this case has no results yet, Comrade Yu Tiecheng's past contributions can be affirmed."

"Secretary-General—"

Liu Yaqin raised her head; the messy hair stained by tears on her face hadn't been combed, and she looked at him and said: "Old Yu is gone; I want him to leave with a clean name."

"No other requirements."

She shook her head firmly and said: "I only ask that he can leave with a clean name."

"Hmm, I know your requirements."

Li Xuewu nodded solemnly and responded: "I hope you can also be strong and don't let him leave with unease."

"Thank you, thank you, Secretary-General—"

Saying this, Liu Yaqin cried again, and once she cried like this, she couldn't stop.

Perhaps because she received the affirmation of the group leader, or perhaps because she had a backbone, she no longer had to bear the pressure of this endurance and cried out loud, wanting to vent all the pain in her heart.

Li Xuewu sighed, nodded, stood up, and said to Zhang Jing: "Arrange for people to go to Comrade Yu Tiecheng's home; you must take good care of them."

"Secretary-General, what about the follow-up matters—"

Zhang Jing followed him out of the reception room and asked softly at the door: "Do we need to follow up?"

"No, leave it to the Metallurgical Plant to handle."

Li Xuewu said blandly: "This case must have an answer; it cannot be handled vaguely."

"I know, I'll go arrange it now."

Zhang Jing promised and went to his office; this matter was too sudden, disrupting the rhythm of the office's work and making every corner of the Metallurgical Plant office building full of discussion.

Yu Tiecheng's suspicious cause of death and the bizarre scene triggered various speculations and discussions.

The most absurd one was the theory of "claiming a life."

Atheists of course scoffed at this, but these people emphasized why Yu Tiecheng went to the No. 4 furnace workshop to commit suicide; wasn't it out of guilt?

Just four months ago, a major accident occurred here, taking the lives of more than a dozen workers.

And Yu Tiecheng, as the chief designer of the No. 4 furnace, even if he escaped the investigation of the working group, he still couldn't deceive himself and couldn't forgive his own mistakes.

So some people said that it was the people who lost their lives in the accident who were looking for Yu Tiecheng to claim their lives.

This kind of argument only spread privately because on the surface, everyone was a noble atheist.

Another argument was more complicated; some people said that Yu Tiecheng was silenced.

Such a big thing happened in the No. 4 furnace, and it had been investigated for four months without any results; the discussion had long been rampant, just never erupted.

Now it's good; the inducement is there, and what cause and effect can be more novel than the suicide of the chief designer of the No. 4 furnace?

This kind of conspiracy theory was severely criticized as soon as it appeared, but it still couldn't stop its spread.

Compared with the "claiming a life" theory, the "silencing" theory was more real and more realistic, conforming to everyone's psychological speculation.

Even Li Xuewu's initial reaction to hearing this news was wondering if it was intentional harm?

Silencing to cover up the truth; it's not ruled out that someone was desperate and afraid that the matter would be exposed.

As the chief designer, the No. 4 furnace had problems; Yu Tiecheng was the one under the most pressure.

He couldn't bear the pressure and was preparing to say something; would someone be afraid?

He didn't believe this kind of rhetoric when it reached his ears; he didn't believe in Yu Tiecheng, but he didn't believe that the group-level investigation team couldn't find Yu Tiecheng's problems, if Yu Tiecheng really had problems.

As the primary target of the investigation team, Yu Tiecheng had experienced no less than ten reviews from top to bottom and inside out, and even his family members were under great pressure.

This is also why Liu Yaqin requested that the Metallurgical Plant must clear Yu Tiecheng's name and let him leave with a clean name.

Whether it's clean or not is not for Li Xuewu to say; he was more determined to use the investigation results to explain the problem.

Coming out of the reception room, Li Xuewu stood by the window in the corridor and looked out for a long time.

Until footsteps came from behind, and Secretary Zhang Enyuan reminded him softly behind him: "Leader, Vice Factory Director Liu is here."

Li Xuewu actually didn't want to see him; seven out of ten reasons for this matter were with him.

He didn't want to say "if," but a case was investigated for more than four months; was this reasonable?

"Secretary-General, I know that resigning at this time is equivalent to being a deserter and a performance of incompetence."

Liu Yongnian's hoarse voice said: "I will persist until the moment the result comes out."

He stood straight and looked at Li Xuewu's back: "Once there is a result, I will take the initiative to resign from my current position; I will be responsible for this matter."

Liu Yongnian said it decisively, but Li Xuewu, who was looking out the window, still didn't pay attention to him.

This wasn't something that could be solved by a statement; Li Xuewu didn't want to hear this.

If a statement was useful, then what was the investigation team for? Just pull the suspects out and let them make a statement.

Liu Yongnian stood behind him, like a primary school student in the corridor, with his head drooping.

Although he knew the leader was embarrassed, work had needs, and there were still people passing by here.

And the eyes of every employee who walked by fell on him as if they were knives.

Liu Yongnian thought, if vision also had the ability to cause harm, he should be cut into a thousand pieces now.

"End the investigation as soon as possible."

Li Xuewu finally opened his mouth: "I and the group have lost patience, and even more lost the determination to investigate the No. 4 furnace accident; this is your credit."

"I'm sorry, Secretary-General."

Liu Yongnian raised his head, his eyes red: "If someone wants to claim a life, then come and claim my life, Liu Yongnian; I am willing to take responsibility."

"How are you going to take responsibility?"

Li Xuewu turned around and looked at him, asking: "Resign? Or leave the group?"

"I'll just ask you one question: can you carry the problem of the No. 4 furnace, can you afford to carry it?"

He tapped him with his finger: "If you can carry it, then stand straight; that counts as being a man."

Liu Yongnian's face was pale; this was the sentence he was most afraid to hear, and the person he most didn't want to face.

Li Xuewu could peek into his inner heart and know even better what he was thinking in his head.

Standing in the corridor like this, in front of him, he was like a new recruit.

Li Xuewu glanced at him and walked toward the office; the opportunity was given to you, but you're useless. ===== CHAPTER 1490 =====