Chapter 1490: I heard you're seeing someone?

"He carry it? Don't be ridiculous—"

Wang Min curled his lips and said while tidying up the documents on his desk: "He can't carry it."

"Think about it; this No. 4 furnace has already burned away so many people; his frame can't block this big hole."

"Talking so scarily—"

Zhou Peilan glared at him with dissatisfaction and said: "If you have nothing to do, come and help me."

"Help you? I don't have that ability."

Wang Min stood up, handed a document to Li Muqin, and said: "You don't know that I can't stand this the most, especially the crying at funerals, tsk tsk—"

Saying this, he even made a "tsk tsk" sound, as if he were regretting something, or as if he were deliberately exaggerating.

Zhou Peilan couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him; she turned to look at Zhou Linghua, reached out and knocked on his desk, and said: "Linghua, I'll trouble you this week; I'm at my wit's end."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Zhou Linghua, who was looking at the documents, raised his head, smiled, and said: "Director Zhang has already told me."

He opened the drawer, took out a thermos cup that had been prepared long ago, handed it to Zhou Peilan, and said: "For you."

"Wow! It's the Red Star No. 1 standard model!" Zhou Peilan took the thermos cup in surprise and examined it carefully, asking: "Where did you get it?"

"The leader gave it to me; I don't need it."

Zhou Linghua lowered his head, blushing, and explained: "You are going out for fieldwork now; drink more hot water."

"Thank you, Comrade Linghua."

Zhou Peilan looked at him very gratefully and said: "You know I've wanted this for a long time; I asked many people and there were no channels; I really don't know how to thank you—"

"Nothing to repay, how about offering yourself—"

Wang Min was standing by Li Muqin's desk handing over work; hearing their conversation, he blurted this out.

Li Muqin's eyes were also strange; the two looked at each other and laughed "hehehe."

"Pah—" Zhou Peilan rolled her eyes, scolded: "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."

"Can't you learn from Linghua?"

She glared at Wang Min and said: "Why can't this fine style of caring for comrades be found in you?"

"Hey—it's just that you didn't see it."

Wang Min looked at Li Muqin, raised an eyebrow, and said: "I don't like you, so why should I care about you?"

"Looking for death, aren't you—"

Zhou Peilan narrowed her eyes and said fiercely: "If your skin is tight, just say so; I'll help you loosen it."

"I wasn't talking about you, so why?"

Wang Min teased: "I'm talking to Li Muqin here, right, Comrade Muqin?"

"If she hits you, I won't stop her."

Li Muqin saw Zhou Peilan acting like a little rooster and said with a laugh: "Don't do it in front of me; I'm afraid of blood splashing on me."

"Yo, so lively—"

Just as several people were joking in the office, office clerk Ma Baosen walked in holding a large stack of documents.

He looked at Zhou Peilan unexpectedly and asked: "Aren't you doing family work? Why are you still here?"

"Don't I need to hand over work?" Zhou Peilan walked out holding the thermos cup she had been thinking about, knocked on the documents he was holding, and said: "Work hard."

When she walked past Wang Min, she poked him; regardless of Wang Min baring his teeth, she glared and warned: "If you dare to deliberately sabotage the pure revolutionary friendship between me and Comrade Zhou Linghua again, it won't just be like this."

"Ah—" Wang Min shouted at her departing figure: "Are you all treating me like I'm blind?"

"What's going on?" Ma Baosen put down the documents, and just as he turned around, he saw Zhou Linghua walking out with documents; when he went out, he also glared at Wang Min.

Wang Min didn't care, looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and asked: "Comrade Baosen, have you noticed anything different about Miss Zhou and Young Man Zhou recently?"

"What Miss Zhou and Young Man Zhou?"

Ma Baosen looked at him suspiciously and then looked at the door, seemingly understanding something.

"Hmph hmph—just wait and see."

Wang Min curled his lips: "If there's nothing between these two, I'll write the character 'Wang' upside down!"

"That's not different—"

Ma Baosen laughed and said: "If you write this 'Wang' upside down, it's still a 'Wang' character."

"Go—just messing around—"

Wang Min was dissatisfied with his teasing, rolled his eyes at him amusingly, and then thought of something, looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "Did you hear anything when you went out?"

"Hear what?" Ma Baosen stood by the desk and complained: "I'm almost worked to death; where would I have the time to hear what people are saying."

"Our Comrade Baosen is just like this."

Wang Min held his big tea mug and said with a flourish, imitating the appearance of an old comrade: "Two ears don't hear things outside the window, heart only wants to do work, right?"

"I think you're really idle—"

Ma Baosen curled his lips; this office was the one with Wang Min's mouth being the most fragmented.

But speaking of which, it really had to be Wang Min who let everyone know more gossip.

You don't care if this news came from gossip or not; as long as he can explain it clearly and accurately, that's enough.

Wang Min, Zhou Peilan, Zhou Linghua, and Li Muqin were all transferred from the group, and all four were college students.

This office was in the Metallurgical Plant, but these four people, along with Office Director Zhang Jing and office clerk Ma Baosen, had their organizational personnel relations in the Group Personnel Department.

Their work positions were the Group Liaodong Industrial Leading Group Office, serving the Secretary-General.

Precisely because the organizational relations and the nature of the work were quite special, these few people were an alternative existence in the Metallurgical Plant's organs.

On weekdays, they didn't run around to other offices, and they got along very friendly.

Even Wang Min, who talked a lot, didn't annoy people; everyone treated him as a chatterbox when he talked and joked.

But if you want to talk about good relationships, it has to be Wang Min and Li Muqin, because Zhou Linghua likes Zhou Peilan.

Anyone who has had office romance experience knows that when office romance appears, it can't be hidden at all, because everyone will take the initiative to draw a line with you.

This reaction also targets affairs.

Don't hold a fluke mentality; readers who have had affairs with female secretaries and female subordinates must know this point.

When Zhou Linghua secretly showed favor to Zhou Peilan under the assumption that others didn't know, Wang Min and Li Muqin became the pair watching the fun in the office.

"Hey, what do you think Factory Director Liu will do?"

Li Muqin remembered the topic at the beginning and asked Wang Min while working.

Wang Min sneered and said: "What else can he do? The leader has already done his best."

"Now that the problem of the No. 4 furnace has suddenly erupted, it's not just a matter of one designer dying."

He walked to the tea cabinet, poured some hot water into his big tea mug, and said: "You watch; if I say there's no one playing tricks behind this, I'll write my 'Wang'..."

"The leader just let it be?"

Li Muqin didn't want to discuss how his surname should be written; he just wanted to know how the newspaper would write it.

"Then wouldn't the previous efforts be in vain?"

"In vain? How is that possible."

Wang Min placed the tea mug with the red words "Advanced Individual" on his desk, sat down, and said: "The leader didn't support him in the first place."

"How is that possible—"

Li Muqin turned around in surprise, raised an eyebrow, and asked: "If the leader didn't support him, how could he give him so much time to investigate this matter?"

"Think about it carefully." Wang Min looked at him with the appearance of knowing everything: "If there was the leader's support, could this matter be investigated for so long?"

"It's precisely because the leader didn't support him that he was allowed to investigate for so long."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Otherwise, how could such a big hole appear."

"I am really..."

Li Muqin showed enough surprise because he had never thought of this point.

Ma Baosen didn't talk as much as the two, just pricked up his ears and listened; this was what his master taught him.

Everyone in this office except him was at the section member level, and he was still three levels away from this level.

To put it bluntly, he was the one doing odd jobs in this office, just having a good master.

He performed diligently and rigorously to gain the trust of these people; otherwise, he would have been played to death long ago.

Do you think these college graduates are all good things?

Wang Min and the others had already practiced in multiple offices and departments of the group before coming to Liaodong.

Think about it; being able to rotate through multiple positions and gain the appreciation of the Secretary-General, can they be simple goods?

Saying Wang Min is a chatterbox, don't think this person is unreliable; he is very shrewd.

Being able to obtain news that others can't find out in time is a kind of ability in itself.

Moreover, he can always analyze these things clearly; can you say he is unreliable?

Ma Baosen heard the conversation between the two, but he knew it wasn't that Li Muqin didn't think of it, but that the other party didn't dare to think, and even less dared to say it out like Wang Min.

Li Muqin's father was just a worker, while Wang Min's father was a cadre in an enterprise in the capital.

Don't ask why Wang Min didn't go to his father's unit; of course, he wouldn't say how much effort his father spent to arrange him into the Red Star Factory.

The incident of reporters blocking the door yesterday ultimately became a dark cloud, and the entire office area was very depressed.

There was no news about what happened yesterday in today's newspaper, but it's possible it will be there tomorrow.

It's possible that some links appeared stuck today, but it doesn't mean all articles can't be published.

Once someone publishes it first, it will inevitably form a prairie fire.

Now the group's propaganda department must be playing a role, hindering the spread of such news.

But whether it can be blocked or not is unknown; once something happens, everyone will be affected.

After all, the incident happened at the Steel City Metallurgical Plant; once the higher-ups blame it, who will bear it?

The Secretary-General is the leader in charge of the group in Liaodong; his responsibility cannot be avoided.

Once Li Xuewu is punished, or even transferred back to the capital, the entire Liaodong industry will face the risk of reshuffling.

From this point, one can see that yesterday's incident, and even the reporter's visit, was by no means accidental.

The things that happened last night, those reporters actually arrived at the unit before the Secretary-General, and even knew some inside information in advance; is this normal?

November 24th, the Capital Red Star Rolling Mill was officially closed, and the group had completed the cancellation announcement procedures.

And all workshops of the Steel City Red Star Rolling Mill entered the formal production procedure and connected with Liaodong industry.

Next, the Steel City Rolling Mill would accept production tasks assigned by the First Ministry of Machine Building as a component of the Liaodong industrial sequence.

However, restricted by previous cooperation conditions, the Steel City Rolling Mill would take the New Capital First Factory as a target for assistance to jointly complete the rolling production indicators of Capital Industry.

It's called assistance, it's called joint completion, but in fact, it's providing a bottom line for the New Capital First Factory.

Capital Industry got the Red Star Steel Group's promise with thousands of resettlement quotas.

How many people can a Capital First Factory support? Thousands of resettlement quotas are nothing; squeeze a bit and they can be put anywhere.

Kuang Yusheng of the Rolling Mill no longer had time to leisurely come to Li Xuewu's office for tea; multiple tasks kept him spinning.

And the group also brought good news: after completing the cooperation signing with Capital Second Auto, it also completed the cooperation signing with Capital Auto; Li Xuewu was responsible for both major projects, all achieving the predetermined goals.

It's just that this kind of good news was somewhat overshadowed by the impact of the No. 4 furnace accident, and no one even took the initiative to mention it.

Li Xuewu wouldn't take credit for himself; besides paying attention to the investigation results of the No. 4 furnace, he also had to be busy with the Metallurgical Plant and Liaodong industry affairs.

No matter what the investigation result of the No. 4 furnace is, it won't affect his arrangement to accompany Li Huai De on the visit with the delegation.

So he had to arrange all work properly before next month, striving not to have any more problems.

In fact, the processing result of the No. 4 furnace has already come out, just not publicly notified in the group.

Group Management Committee Deputy Director Dong Wenxue no longer concurrently manages the Liangma River Industrial Zone and is temporarily responsible for external cooperation projects, which are the cooperation projects that Management Committee Director Li Huai De wants to achieve while visiting with the delegation.

He concurrently serves as the deputy team leader of the External Cooperation Leading Group Office; those with discerning eyes know that he has been sidelined.

Of course, some people below say he has been sidelined, some say the higher-ups want to investigate him, and some say this is Director Li protecting him; there are all kinds of sayings.

Dong Wenxue's division of labor has changed, bringing with it some speculation that has risen to the level he is at.

The matter of the waitress at the Steel Plant Guest House was also dug up, and Dong Wenxue was very passive for a while.

And as his student, his staunch ally, Li Xuewu actually didn't make a single phone call to him.

Many people are guessing whether there is a problem between the two, or a more complex situation.

Facing this kind of speculation, Li Xuewu's choice is to respond with silence, or even not have time to consider it.

After listening to Han Zhan's investigation report on the case, Li Xuewu called Wang Yajuan again.

The person in charge of the Metallurgical Plant's propaganda work is Vice Factory Director Zeng Meiyi, the person in charge of the organizational work department is Zou Wucheng, the deputy director is Li Yuetang, and the propaganda section chief is Wang Yajuan.

Li Xuewu's identity in the Metallurgical Plant is special; for the sake of efficiency, he will ignore some rules when arranging work and directly arrange things across levels.

Doing this is of course very annoying, but who dares to say anything to him?

Give people below a hard time?

Are they not afraid of Li Xuewu giving them a hard time?

Group leaders serving as factory leaders, this matter itself is very special; who dares to give him opinions.

Wang Yajuan walked into the office and saw Han Zhan was also there, so she nodded and greeted him.

Li Xuewu pointed to Han Zhan and said: "Connect the situation of the case; send it out today."

"Is it in the form of a broadcast or through the United Industrial Newspaper?" Wang Yajuan didn't understand his meaning and took the initiative to ask: "Is it in the form of a case briefing or a news broadcast?"

"Both broadcast and newspaper must report."

Li Xuewu gestured with his finger and emphasized to her: "Report it in the format of a serious case briefing; don't leave any room for anyone to exert their imagination."

"Understood, I'll go do it now."

Wang Yajuan nodded and said: "Arrange for the broadcast tonight, and arrange for the industrial newspaper briefing tomorrow."

"You apply, general station briefing."

Li Xuewu emphasized again: "Make this briefing as public as possible."

"This—" Wang Yajuan frowned slightly and said with worry: "Will it cause more unnecessary misunderstandings and misinterpretations?"

"Where do misunderstandings come from in a serious briefing?"

Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair, looked at the two, and said: "The tighter you cover it, the more people think there is a problem inside."

"From now on, summarize the questions asked by those reporters and make a briefing."

He sat up straight, pointed to the desk, and said: "Do it in the name of the Metallurgical Plant security department."

"Before this case is fully investigated, I don't want to see any speculative reports."

Li Xuewu arranged for Wang Yajuan: "Whoever dares to write nonsense, you report it, and the group will come forward to report it to the higher-ups."

"Understood." Wang Yajuan saw that he spoke so seriously and his attitude was so firm, so she understood.

Li Xuewu has always been like this in management work; he doesn't need you to fully understand what he wants you to do, just do it according to his arrangements.

"Also, your propaganda department must strengthen propaganda and popularization work in the cultural field."

Before Wang Yajuan turned to go out, he emphasized again: "Don't have topics about demons and ghosts."

"I understand, I'll arrange it later."

Wang Yajuan of course understood his meaning; she had also heard those remarks recently.

Now female workers in the workshop don't dare to walk on the road of the No. 4 furnace workshop at night, and male workers are also afraid to walk there.

The rumors are like this; everyone knows they are fake, but they feel hairy in their hearts; this kind of influence is too bad.

Li Xuewu asked her to do work in the cultural field, so she decided to do propaganda work with Li Xuewu as the core in the four fields of industry, economy, organization, and culture.

These four fields are not randomly pieced together; these are the four things Li Xuewu decided to do after taking office in Liaodong.

Developing industry, revitalizing the economy, strengthening organization, and promoting culture; it can be said that the task is very arduous.

She is also someone who knows how to do things; Li Xuewu asked her to strengthen one-sided cultural propaganda, and she turned around and arranged a series of propaganda work for Li Xuewu.

That's right, it was Wang Yajuan who arranged propaganda work for Li Xuewu and personally told him the focus of propaganda.

It wasn't the kind of showing off, but emphasizing that Li Xuewu should pay attention to focusing on propaganda work in daily work.

For example, on November 26th, Li Xuewu led a team to participate in voluntary labor at the underground engineering site of the Steel City Industrial Zone, and Wang Yajuan arranged for radio reporters to accompany them.

The Sea Lion bus that Steel Auto promised to give them had been modified, and the interview car was very advanced.

The situation at the voluntary labor site could be spread directly through the radio.

It's not just Li Xuewu who needs to attach importance to propaganda work; from the lessons learned from this incident, the group is also attaching more and more importance to propaganda work.

November 30th, the Radio and Television Building located in the Riverside Garden of the Liangma River Industrial Zone was officially completed.

Don't ask why the Red Star Steel Group, which has no television business, crowned its own building with the two words "television," because at this time, the two words "television" are more advanced.

Regardless of whether it exists or not, call it first; according to normal thinking, it will exist after calling it for a long time.

The building is only six stories high, and its peculiar octagonal design attracted many citizens who came to play in the Liangma River Industrial Zone.

When they knew that the programs of the Red Star Radio Station they could listen to would be born here, their interest in radio became even stronger.

This kind of interest and envy invisibly enhanced the influence of the Red Star Steel Group.

On the same day the Radio and Television Building was completed, the group officially announced for the first time the handling decision of the No. 4 furnace production accident: dismissing Liu Yongnian, the deputy factory director in charge of industrial production at the Metallurgical Plant, and launching an investigation and review of him.

Liu Yongnian ultimately couldn't escape this big net; he investigated in the No. 4 furnace workshop for two months and found nothing; if the group didn't deal with him, who could they deal with?

Group Organization Work Department Supervision Office Deputy Manager Sun Jianhua led a team to Steel City to announce the decision; before that, he visited Group Secretary-General Li Xuewu and only announced the organizational decision to Liu Yongnian after obtaining Li Xuewu's consent.

The group had already given the order; what else could Li Xuewu say? Could he say he didn't agree?

This would only make the contradiction more serious, but the problem couldn't be solved.

Sun Jianhua was just someone doing things; making things difficult for him had no meaning, and he wouldn't terminate this mission because of his dissatisfaction and refusal.

He went to Liu Yongnian's office to announce the order when Li Xuewu wasn't there, and he wasn't there when Liu Yongnian was taken out of the office; he was watching from the window as Liu Yongnian was taken out of the office building and got into a van.

Liu Yongnian didn't raise his head to look at the office building; at this moment, his heart was also filled with mixed feelings; he never thought Li Xuewu would come to see him off, and even less dared to think Li Xuewu would save him.

Just like the words the Secretary-General said to him a few days ago, the group had lost confidence in him.

It's not that he wasn't given a chance, it's just that he wasn't promising, nor was he useful; he couldn't blame anyone else.

"Secretary-General, your manuscript fee."

Zhang Enyuan walked into the office and reminded Li Xuewu, who was standing by the window, softly.

Li Xuewu didn't turn around, just responded, and then there was no follow-up.

Zhang Enyuan hesitated, but still reported: "It's according to your previous requirements; should I remit this manuscript fee directly to your wife or..."

Li Xuewu turned around slowly and looked at him, asking: "Has the manuscript fee come down so quickly?"

"It's like this; the editorial office called to ask for your opinion and requested to make a reply as soon as possible."

Zhang Enyuan reported softly: "The total manuscript fee is 6,842 yuan, 30 cents, and 2 fen; what do you think..."

"Hmm, remit it to my wife."

Li Xuewu let out a long breath and said: "She is in the capital; it's more convenient to receive this money."

"That's good, I'll go make the reply now."

Before Zhang Enyuan left, he didn't forget to remind: "You should also tell your family, so as not to miss it."

"I know." Li Xuewu walked back behind the desk and sat down, thinking about things, his vision still unable to focus on the documents in front of him.

He wanted to work, but he was always absent-minded.

It was Bu Qingfang's visit, knocking on his door, that brought him back to his senses.

"I heard that the deputy factory director of the Metallurgical Plant was taken away?"

Bu Qingfang was worthy of being a cadre from the propaganda department; this news was really well-informed.

She examined Li Xuewu's expression and said: "What does the group mean?"

Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and said: "Don't know yet, handle it according to official business."

"How could this happen?" Bu Qingfang frowned and said: "It's clearly someone playing tricks."

She put the leather bag in her hand on the chair opposite the desk and sat down herself.

"Have you investigated? This kind of thing can't be done without cooperation."

Bu Qingfang knew who in the group was restless; the newspaper had just publicized Li Xuewu's work achievements in Liaodong, and here someone was playing tricks.

You say it's not aimed at him; who else could it be aimed at?

"Actually, Director Li's handling opinion on the No. 4 furnace safety production accident is correct."

Bu Qingfang looked at him and said: "It's not that it can't be investigated, but that you can't put all your energy into the investigation; every day the No. 4 furnace stops production is a huge loss."

"Now it seems that someone doesn't want the case to be pressed down and investigated slowly, and wants to take action."

She tilted her head and asked: "Do you already know who caused this?"

Li Xuewu didn't answer her question, but examined her and asked: "How is the coal mine matter?"

"That project in Hami?" Bu Qingfang said helplessly: "It's yellow; they chose a local enterprise."

"Very normal; I'm not surprised."

Bu Qingfang was open-minded; at this moment, she said very frankly: "How could such a big project be given to us, even if the Coal Branch has no foreign capital participation."

"But it doesn't matter; this time we have the experience of external exploration and cooperation; the next time will be closer to success."

"Originally I wanted to comfort you." Li Xuewu looked at her and said with a smile: "It seems you are already fully capable of this job."

"Still have to thank Secretary-General for your support."

Bu Qingfang's tongue was quite nimble; she wouldn't suffer this loss, and even less would she be taken advantage of.

Li Xuewu only smiled at her flattery, looked at her, and said: "I didn't support you; you are excellent enough."

"Although I know you aren't sincere, I can be considered comforted to get your praise."

Bu Qingfang just smiled, and then her expression became serious as she looked at him and asked: "What is the impact on you?"

"Joint responsibility, I guess."

Li Xuewu didn't care too much and said: "It's not just me who is affected; there's no way."

"Sigh—" Bu Qingfang sighed helplessly and said: "Deputy Director Dong's side is even harder to endure."

Li Xuewu didn't pick up this topic, but continued to ask: "How is the development progress of Liaodong coal? We have to hand in the account book at the end of the year."

"How long have I just taken over?"

Bu Qingfang said helplessly: "You think I'm you? Even if you give me another three months, I might not be able to straighten out the work of the Energy General Company."

"Take it slow." Li Xuewu sighed slightly and said: "Who hasn't come through like this."

"I want to see Director Hu of Liaodong Industry." Bu Qingfang stated her purpose; she said very straightforwardly: "Existing mining points alone cannot satisfy long-term mining and supply; exploration activities must be carried out."

"You want exploration rights?"

Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and said: "This is a thankless job; even if results are explored, the mine might not necessarily be ours."

"But there is an opportunity for cooperative mining."

Bu Qingfang said seriously: "Carry out exploration work, at least have a target; without mastering the corresponding resources, we can only eat what others leave behind."

"So why are you looking for Director Hu?"

Li Xuewu looked at her and asked: "The coal industry is not within his scope of work."

"I don't want authorization at the provincial level; I only need it at the city level."

Bu Qingfang nodded and explained: "Sign a cooperation agreement first; if a mine is explored, cooperate in development; if not, don't let them bear any costs."

"You really dare to think."

Li Xuewu laughed, shook his head slightly, and looked at her, saying: "This method of yours won't work; you will face the risk of breach of contract at any time."

"Don't worry about this; there will definitely be such a situation; you'll be even more annoyed then."

He picked up the phone and said: "Looking for Hu shouldn't be looking down, but looking up."

The call was connected; it was Hu Ke himself.

"Director Hu, I am Li Xuewu."

He only reported his name on the phone, not his unit or position.

Those who know him don't need to report, and those who don't know him, reporting is useless.

Hu Ke was very surprised by his call and thought he had arrived in Fengcheng.

The two communicated briefly on the phone, and Li Xuewu made an appointment for Bu Qingfang to meet and talk.

Hu Ke previously worked in the Resident Office in the Capital and knew the situation of various cities very well; he also had influence in the province, so it was considered easy to facilitate this matter.

"When you go to see him, bring a word for me; just say that the college students he introduced are all very useful."

Li Xuewu only said this one sentence, and let Bu Qingfang stand up and leave.

"If there is anything, contact me in time."

Before going out, Bu Qingfang said seriously: "The situation the group has today is the result of our efforts; it hasn't reached the point where he can do whatever he wants."

She is a female comrade, but she is full of loyalty; this is also an indispensable advantage in office work.

Male comrades of course have advantages in this regard; for female comrades, a complex work environment will have many troubles and inconveniences.

Bu Qingfang's straightforward and capable personality was formed through years of tempering and training.

As for loyalty, it depends on who it is for.

She came to Li Xuewu for help, and Li Xuewu didn't say a word, helping her make arrangements directly over the phone.

Remember, people who promise to pull strings for you, if they don't let you know how they

Li Xuewu's candor was worthy of her friendship and gratitude, and even more worthy of her saying such things.

They say that government agencies are full of deceit, but such candid words are basically never spoken; if you say them, you have to be responsible.

If Li Xuewu really has a use for her, she must fulfill today's statement; otherwise, it will be over in the future.

"Don't think about these things, just work hard."

Li Xuewu saw her out and said with a smile, "I can handle this matter; come to me if you have anything."

"I believe you." Bu Qingfang stood at the door and looked at him, saying, "I have always believed that you can do it."

"Hahaha—"

Li Xuewu stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, nodded with a light laugh, and watched her leave.

With such support, how could he not be successful in the group? Stabbing in the back? This matter is not over.

On Wednesday night, Li Xuewu received a call from Gu Ning. He thought something had happened.

"Why is the manuscript fee for your book so high?"

Gu Ning's question was more like a young girl's jealousy, as if the two were not a married couple, but desk mates.

"It should be because it was chosen as a textbook."

Li Xuewu didn't tease her, but explained patiently, "It was said when it was to be published."

"Oh—" Gu Ning seemed to really understand. After a short silence, she asked again, "Are the manuscript fees for published textbooks all this high?"

"Why? Do you want to write a book too?"

Li Xuewu asked with amusement and surprise at her tone, "What kind? Literature or medicine?"

"No, just asking."

Gu Ning said quickly that Li Shu was waiting for her and hung up the phone.

Li Xuewu looked at the receiver in his hand absurdly, confirmed that Gu Ning on the other side had hung up, and still couldn't believe she had made a long-distance call just for this reason.

"Wu Shu, have you eaten dinner?"

Seeing the light on in the study, Banggeng, who had finished a day of wandering, finally remembered he still had a godfather.

"What do you think?"

Li Xuewu didn't lift his head while writing, and replied, "You're so busy now, why don't you hire a secretary? Otherwise, it's not even convenient to make an appointment to find you."

"Can I hire a female secretary?"

Banggeng pushed his luck and made a request, "Best not to be over 15 years old, can't be taller than me, but can't be shorter than me either, best if she's a college graduate."

"How many dishes tonight? Drinking so much."

Li Xuewu turned his head and glanced at him, saying, "There's a mirror in the bathroom, look at yourself and see what you look like."

"I didn't say I wanted to hire a secretary."

Banggeng mustered his courage and retorted. Seeing that Wu Shu didn't pay attention to him, he went to the kitchen.

He was also out of his mind; Li Xuewu was home alone, how could he use the kitchen?

So the pot in the kitchen was cold, the bowl was cold, and Banggeng's heart was cold too.

"Wu Shu, is there nothing to eat?"

He was also hungry, otherwise he absolutely wouldn't dare to disturb Li Xuewu who was reading.

"There was originally..."

"Where is it?" Hearing Wu Shu say there was something to eat, Banggeng's eyes widened and he searched everywhere.

Li Xuewu turned his head and looked at him, then continued, "Unfortunately, I finished eating it."

"Ah? Do I have to be hungry all night?"

Banggeng looked at him in disbelief and said, "Even if you left me a steamed bun."

"Sorry, I ate rice tonight."

Li Xuewu turned his head and looked at him, saying with a smile, "Do you want rice grains?"

He was really bad, pointed at the slippers on his feet and said, "Just saw it, there are two grains on the shoe surface."

"Wu Shu—" Banggeng said angrily and helplessly, "You can't be like this—"

"Can Captain Jia still be hungry?"

Li Xuewu sat on the chair sideways, looked at him, and said, "There are canned goods in the kitchen, go make a stir-fry of canned goods."

"Just eat canned goods!"

Banggeng looked at him in surprise and asked, "Does our family have staple food?"

"There was originally."

"And then?"

This time Banggeng learned his lesson, knowing he would pause, so he didn't get happy in advance and just waited.

Seeing him like this, Li Xuewu laughed and said, "Now there isn't, the last bit of rice was eaten by me."

"Ah—" Banggeng said with a mournful face, "I also like eating rice."

"Nonsense, who doesn't like it."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Now you're the big brother, how did you end up like this, not even getting a meal, and having to come home to eat?"

"I just didn't think about eating."

Banggeng quibbled, "We originally planned to go to a restaurant to eat, but thought it was too far, so we just let it go."

"Go to a restaurant to eat?" Li Xuewu tilted his chin, looked at this kid, and said, "Still thinking about the thing where five people order a bowl of noodles and share it?"

"That time we happened not to bring money, and we were so hungry that we did that."

Banggeng still didn't accept it and emphasized, "Later we never ate a bowl of noodles again."

"Is it because you couldn't afford it?"

Li Xuewu pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and said, "So you came home so late to find something to eat."

"I'd better eat a can."

Banggeng knew he couldn't win against Wu Shu, so he could only choose to solve the problem actively.

Canned goods are actually quite delicious, it's just that eating too much is greasy, you won't starve to death, but there's no taste.

You say corn canned goods are delicious, sweet, but try eating them for a year.

Besides, where are there such good canned goods at home? Most of them are meat or pickles.

Meat is greasy, thick grease wrapped on it, eating it without heating can make you greasy to death.

Heat it? Then you have to start a fire, which is another trouble.

You ask why not use gas?

Stop joking, Wu Shu at home will absolutely use up the gas, and then wait for Aunt Zhou to come back to refill it.

Now if you want to use fire, don't even think about gas, you can only burn firewood. Go out to find firewood in the cold winter?

"Wu Shu, reward me with something to eat."

Banggeng walked into the kitchen hesitantly, holding his stomach and said, "I'm really hungry."

"Eat what? I finished it all."

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to his selling of misery and said indifferently, "Call your brothers and let them send you something to eat."

"That's so faceless—"

Banggeng shook his neck and said, "Besides, there's no reason for a big brother to let his little brothers bring food."

"Good, ambitious, you hold on."

Li Xuewu gave him a thumbs up and praised, "To be a man, you have to endure."

You can endure anything, but Banggeng can't endure hunger. The feeling of hunger is too uncomfortable, especially...

"Wu Shu—" Banggeng walked around the kitchen again, returned to the study, and found that Wu Shu was actually eating biscuits!

"Don't you have something to eat!"

"Biscuits? This isn't a meal."

Li Xuewu said as a matter of course, "You're hungry now because you didn't eat on time. You have to eat a meal; just eating biscuits won't work, it will block your intestines."

"I just need it to block my intestines now."

Banggeng looked eagerly at the biscuits in his hand and said, "Best to block my stomach and intestines full."

"Then you're not far from death."

Li Xuewu put a small piece of biscuit into his hand and said, "Seeing you're pitiful, just this one piece."

Before he finished speaking, Banggeng had already impatiently stuffed the biscuit into his mouth.

It's just that this thing is too fast to eat; he hadn't even tasted what it was like before it was eaten into his stomach.

He felt hungry because there was nothing in his stomach just now, but after eating a small piece of biscuit... he was even hungrier!

Banggeng stood beside him with eager eyes and prayed, "Wu Shu—just do me a favor."

"Fine, one biscuit for one question."

Li Xuewu shook the biscuits in his hand, looked at him, and said, "Answer well, answer correctly, and I'll give it to you."

"Okay, okay, ask now."

Banggeng stared at the biscuits in his hand and said, "Ask whatever you want, I'll say whatever, absolutely won't lie to you."

"Alright." Li Xuewu asked with a bad smile, "Heard you're dating? Have you..."

"Wu Shu, how magical." Banggeng turned and walked out, emphasizing, "I'm suddenly not hungry."