Chapter 1504: Berlin is a bit cold

"Actually, autumn in Hong Kong also has its sorrows, and winter has its bewilderment."

Starlight paved the road of their night journey. Lou Xiaoe, who had barely rested all night, suddenly sighed with emotion.

Li Xuewu sat in the back seat, watching the city that never sleeps outside the car window, and did not pick up on her words.

Hong Kong was truly a city that made one love and hate it at the same time. If you loved it, and hoped that it would love you back, then you had to possess a wealth of a few hundred million.

"You must be unable to understand why Xiaoe is so persistent."

She still persisted, and though she didn't know why, she just wanted to talk it out with Li Xuewu.

Unexpectedly, Li Xuewu did not refuse her, silently listening to her nagging.

Yes, even in Lou Xiaoe's own view, she was currently an image of a nag.

But she had unspeakable emotions accumulated in her heart all night long, and she had to let them out.

Before working for Lou Xiaoe, she had been an elite woman of the era, proud and self-disciplined.

It was only because her family's fortunes had declined and the family had undergone changes that she had come to Lou Xiaoe's side.

The two were considered close sisters, but they had never confirmed such a title; sometimes the other party would even call her by her full name directly.

To say there wasn't a hint of resentment in her heart would be impossible, but what could she do?

When she couldn't see through Lou Xiaoe's background, the Lou family in Hong Kong hadn't been able to defeat her even when they banded together. Now that she knew her background, besides a deep sense of powerlessness, what else could Lou Xiaoe say?

"If it were me, I definitely wouldn't settle for this kind of life, not even for a day."

Lou Xiaoe did not turn her head, but she knew Li Xuewu was listening.

"Yet she has persisted for three years."

She didn't know why she wanted to complain on Lou Xiaoe's behalf; perhaps she was complaining about her own three years.

"In my heart, you are a high and mighty big shot, and she also treats you like a god."

Lou Xiaoe couldn't help but lift her eyes to look at him through the rearview mirror; that expression had never changed.

The Rolls-Royce sped through the night, and in the car, only Lou Xiaoe was muttering intermittently to herself.

A Mercedes-Benz sedan led the way, ensuring the Rolls-Royce wouldn't face the risk of going the wrong way or encountering unforeseen circumstances. This was Lou Xiaoe's security team, from Modern Security Company.

If one didn't even use their own security company, who else would use Modern Security?

Last night, Li Xuewu had even specifically asked Lao Biaozi and Ji Weidong, and both had given their assurances.

The sources of Modern Security's members were relatively complex; not only was there the influence of the Investigation Department, but Lao Biaozi had also transferred quite a few people from the mainland to mix things up.

However, the main security force was still recruited from Hong Kong; otherwise, the Hong Kong government wouldn't have agreed.

When the two cars neared the hotel where the visiting delegation was staying, Lou Xiaoe finally stopped her nagging.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't received a response from Li Xuewu, or perhaps her inner emotions had been released; in any case, her mood was much better now.

The Mercedes-Benz sedan crossed the hotel entrance first, and several burly men quickly jumped out of the car, taking the initiative to greet the Rolls-Royce.

Li Xuewu had no chance to open the car door himself; once the car stopped steadily, the door was opened after the bodyguards confirmed it was safe.

"Thank you, you've worked hard."

After getting out of the car, Li Xuewu straightened his overcoat, shook hands with the bodyguard captain, and then looked at Lou Xiaoe, who had gotten out of the front passenger seat.

"You've worked hard too. With you by her side, I can rest easy."

He nodded amidst Lou Xiaoe's surprise and bewilderment, and strode toward the lobby.

"That—Mr. Li—"

Lou Xiaoe chased after him for a few steps to his side. Seeing him turn back, she frowned slightly and asked: "How do you define the relationship between the two of you?"

"If you are asking from the perspective of a relative, I think I should provide an answer."

Li Xuewu sized her up; this sentence carried a lot of weight.

First of all, whether Lou Xiaoe would even acknowledge her as a relative was up for debate. Even if he said so, would Lou Xiaoe appreciate her gesture?

After all, he and Lou Xiaoe had been together last night; no one knew what the two had talked about.

But one thing was very clear: Lou Xiaoe was still Li Xuewu's spokesperson in Hong Kong, the General Manager and person in charge of the Oriental Era Bank.

Now that Lou Xiaoe had come to pursue the question, whether he answered or not was unimportant to her.

But Li Xuewu answered anyway.

"The relationship between her and me doesn't need defining, because we both know what the other wants. Can you understand this sentence?"

Li Xuewu looked at her and said softly: "I can understand her. She isn't being persistent, nor is she settling. Her current situation is a kind of life we had no choice but to select."

"You might have been influenced by the external environment, just like that camera lurking sneakily over there."

He pointed to the grass in the distance and said to Lou Xiaoe: "I am not some high and mighty big shot, and she doesn't treat me like a god."

"You simply summarize and generalize the relationship between people, ignoring the most critical point of interpersonal relationships, which is the human heart."

Li Xuewu only said this much. Amidst Lou Xiaoe's bewilderment, he nodded, turned around, and continued walking toward the lobby; it was almost time to assemble.

Lou Xiaoe stood where she was, dazed, until the bodyguard captain came over to remind her that she had to leave.

The security team of the visiting delegation stationed at the hotel had already noticed the situation here, which aroused the bodyguard captain's vigilance.

Neither side wanted friction or collision, keeping as far away from each other's defensive lines as possible.

After getting into the car, Lou Xiaoe still looked at the person inside the hotel lobby; he was wearing an old, rigid jacket that didn't make him look old at all.

Admiration? Respect? Liking?

Non-existent. If it weren't for Lou Xiaoe, the two would be parallel lines that could never intersect.

Even with Lou Xiaoe there, she wouldn't develop romantic feelings for this mysterious big shot.

Conversely, the same was true. How could such a figure possibly come into contact with outsiders?

That's right, she belonged to the outsiders, and couldn't even bear the weight of his calling her "comrade."

The Rolls-Royce glided steadily out of the hotel's welcome area, and his figure could no longer be seen.

When she woke up and went to the living room, Li Xuewu was already there; she had no idea when he had come down.

It was just that she didn't see Lou Xiaoe in the living room, and she didn't know what had happened between the two last night.

Don't ask; of course she knew what would happen when a man and a woman shared a room. What she didn't know was the aftermath, or rather, some important decisions.

In any case, Lou Xiaoe hadn't come down to see him off, which inevitably made Lou Xiaoe's mind wander.

But until she saw him off, and recalled his elegance and cultivation, Lou Xiaoe couldn't help but blush. Why had she nagged so much?

She hadn't felt very awkward at the time, but now that she had calmed down, she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground.

If it had just been her and Li Xuewu, it would have been fine, but there was a driver there too.

If Lou Xiaoe found out, how should she explain it?

That she was sleepy and talking nonsense?

"Come, Comrade Xuewu."

Not long after Li Xuewu returned to the hotel, he was notified by a secretary from the First Ministry of Machine-Building that Director Du wanted to see him.

Director Du, Du Xian, had worked in the industrial system for many years and had relatively deep management experience.

Actually, Li Xuewu had caught his eye very early on; it should have been starting from 1967.

It was also starting from 1967 that Li Xuewu gradually began to shine in industrial management and business innovation. Thereafter, with Li Huai's support, he had surged all the way, making great contributions to the Red Star Factory's transformation into a group.

Such a cadre, as long as there were no problems with quality and ideology, would eventually be used.

Even Du Xian couldn't be an exception; it was only after investigating and observing for a period of time that he saw him.

Of course, at the beginning, Li Xuewu didn't know that Director Du had inquired about his situation. It was normal for higher-level leaders to ask when he created miracles several times. He had some realizations in his heart, but didn't take it to heart.

Sometimes it's just like this; occasionally when a leader asks about your situation, don't let your imagination run wild or be complacent; this might not necessarily be a good thing.

Besides, even if it were a good thing, it wouldn't just fall on your head for no reason.

So when the secretary notified him that Director Du wanted to meet, he was also muttering in his heart.

Was it that the person he met tonight had a problem, or was it that Old Li, who stayed at the hotel, had a problem?

Just now he hadn't seen Old Li. He had been busy with his own affairs all night. Could this old gentleman have secretly found a foreigner to learn a foreign language?

It wasn't until he walked into Director Du's room that he unexpectedly discovered that the quilt on the bed hadn't been moved.

"You didn't rest all night?"

Li Xuewu looked at him in surprise; the bloodshot eyes at the corners of his eyes and the water droplets hanging on his temples could still show traces of staying up late last night.

And the documents on the desk in the room could explain the problem even more.

"Come, sit, I just washed my face."

Du Xian rubbed his face, which was already somewhat numb; even washing his face with cold water didn't help.

"It's too hard." Li Xuewu sat down on the sofa in the corner and said with concern: "This trip isn't just for a day or two. You must take care of your health."

"I actually envy you—"

Du Xian looked at him with a smile and said: "Being young is good. At least in terms of spirit, I can't compare to you."

"I haven't had time to explain to the leaders. There are too many people to see and too many things to talk about. I just came back from outside."

Li Xuewu didn't wait for Du Xian to ask, and took the initiative to explain.

Du Xian wasn't surprised; it seemed he knew he was out on official business.

It could be seen from the fact that the secretary from the First Ministry of Machine-Building timed his search for him that Du Xian was waiting for him.

What kind of situation had arisen that was worth Du Xian waiting for him personally to talk?

"It seems we are both equally busy."

Du Xian sat up straight, picked up the hot tea sent by the secretary, and took a sip.

After putting down the teacup, he continued: "The stall you've spread out in Hong Kong is very large? I heard the sales business is doing very well."

"It's thanks to the Yangcheng Export Trade Fair that we have the opportunity to embrace the world market." Li Xuewu explained with a smile: "Without the Yangcheng Fair, there would be no subsequent Beijing tour group, and no Red Star Steel Group."

"Hmm, attaching importance to sales is correct."

Du Xian looked at the morning light rising outside the window and nodded: "Especially in import and export trade, if you don't even attach importance to sales, how can you stand out in the international market?"

"You are right. We used the influence of trade merchants to create a club in Hong Kong to connect with international trade merchants." Li Xuewu explained with a smile: "Combined with the Tianjin seaside, we are planning to build a trade route."

"Hehe, the Maritime Silk Road?"

Du Xian couldn't help laughing at his explanation, nodded and said: "Okay, as long as there is a goal. Doing work means you can't be muddled."

He picked up the teacup again and took a sip, but what he said made Li Xuewu even more confused. Why didn't this person secretly go to sleep in the morning, and what was he pulling with him here?

"I heard that your preparation work for going to East Germany this time is very good."

Du Xian put down the teacup and looked at him: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated?"

"It's just a work habit, and it's also a requirement of the group organization and business work."

Li Xuewu didn't pay much attention and explained: "There is also the reason you mentioned."

"It seems there is a reason for the success of the Red Star Factory's second venture."

Du Xian leaned on the sofa and nodded, asking for no reason: "Tell me about East Germany's foreign trade, and I'll learn from you too."

Li Xuewu didn't pay much attention to his words. Whether Du Xian was testing him, or really wanted to know something from him, or even spoke with ridicule, he didn't need to care.

When listening to leaders speak, you have to look at the essence through the appearance. If you can't see the essence clearly, everything you say is useless.

"40% of the German Democratic Republic's national income is realized through foreign trade."

Li Xuewu used data in the first sentence to introduce it, reflecting a rigorous, serious, and earnest work style everywhere, which satisfied Du Xian very much.

"East Germany's scientific and technological development relies more on the Soviet Union's technology transfer and assistance. From the industrial system to foreign trade, there are shadows of the Soviet Union everywhere. This point is a topic that cannot be bypassed."

"But what needs to be noted is that East Germany's trade situation already has a significant foreign trade deficit."

He looked at Du Xian and said: "This will be directly reflected in the difficulty of technology export negotiation work."

"The incomplete data we have shows that East Germany's export trade is still dominated by industrial finished products, among which mechanical products such as motors, electronics, optics and precision machinery, machine tools, and ships account for 50% of the export value, and chemicals account for 13%."

"Import trade is dominated by traditional industrial raw materials: oil, hard coal, coke, bauxite, natural gas, etc."

"Precision machinery and machine tools."

Du Xian suddenly spoke: "The German Democratic Republic has some strength in this field."

"Yes, there is some strength, but not much." Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said: "Scientific and technological development will never stand still, and will never be confined to a certain point in time."

He emphasized earnestly: "World trade will not wait for East Germany to live off its past glory. Each generation has its own talents, and each leads the way for hundreds of years."

"Judging from the current scientific and technological and economic development, East Germany cannot compare to West Germany."

Li Xuewu shrugged and said: "Don't think that we are lagging behind West Germany. West Germany is the lighthouse that can reach Western civilization. In fact, their technology has also begun to lag behind."

"Lack of development, lack of motivation."

Du Xian crossed his hands and leaned on the sofa in a very comfortable posture, muttering: "This is the experience and lesson we need to be vigilant about."

Why is Chinese civilization the only one among world civilizations that has been well continued? It's because we like to summarize historical experience and lessons, and whenever we encounter any difficulties, we always think about finding answers from history.

Recording history, learning history, and reflecting on history is the sign of a nation's progress.

"Like this, you write a draft."

Du Xian thought for a while, sat up straight, pointed at him, and said: "At the business dinner on the 25th, you will speak on behalf of the industrial system."

"Ah? —"

Li Xuewu wasn't pretending this time; he showed enough surprise.

"I speak? Don't joke, how do I have this qualification."

He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "In such an occasion, it is still appropriate for you to speak."

"Of course I can speak, but it definitely won't be as good as you." Du Xian looked at him with a smile and said: "Being young represents hope. If you speak well, no one will dare to look down on us."

"So don't decline, it's you."

He didn't allow Li Xuewu to argue, stood up, pulled a stack of documents from the desk, and handed them to Li Xuewu who had stood up: "Just these."

"You take it back and look at it first. It's mainly confidential. If there are any problems, contact me directly."

"Director Du, I—"

Li Xuewu had no psychological preparation at all. Telling him at this time wasn't that like driving a duck onto a perch?

From the morning plane to East Germany, what kind of good draft could be written on this journey?

Besides, that set in China might not necessarily be useful in East Germany, although that is East Germany.

Du Xian seemed to trust him completely, waved his hand at him, and said: "Go, there is still some time, I want to rest for a while."

Li Xuewu saw that it was difficult for him to take back his order, so he could only walk out of the door with a wry smile.

The secretary standing at the door looked at him and the materials in his hand with some surprise.

"What? Can't take it away?"

Li Xuewu handed over the materials very sincerely and said with a kind smile: "You help me return it to Director Du, I might have taken the wrong one."

"Don't tease me—"

The secretary looked at him with a strange expression, took a step back, very afraid that he would stuff the materials into his arms.

Others might not necessarily be like this, but this person's temper and character might not be certain.

These were materials given by the leader; where did he have the qualification to take them back?

Even if these materials involved confidentiality, the leader trusted the other party; what could he say?

He couldn't say, and he couldn't manage it either.

Seeing Li Xuewu come out holding the materials, he wasn't going to manage meddlesome affairs, but was surprised at the leader's trust in this person. He had heard all the conversations in the room just now; this limelight was really going to be big.

Li Xuewu didn't think this was any glorious thing. Neither a bonus nor a certificate was issued; what was there to pursue?

How much pressure would it be to be in this limelight? He had never had the habit of being a bird that sticks its head out.

It was just that the secretary in front of him was too clever, and he didn't take the materials he handed over.

If the other party really dared to take it, he would really dare to send it. At worst, he would make a self-criticism to Director Du at that time.

"Secretary-General Li, this is Director Du's instruction, you should still bear it."

The secretary smiled and made a gesture of invitation, not giving him another chance to kick the ball.

Li Xuewu didn't care. After going downstairs, he found Old Li's room. Seeing that the other party had already gotten up, he knocked on the door, walked into the room, and handed over the materials in his hand while Old Li was staring blankly.

"What kind of thing is this?"

Old Li was very smart; he didn't reach out to take things he hadn't figured out.

If someone else had come in, perhaps he would have just taken it and looked at it.

But Li Xuewu wouldn't do.

This guy wasn't any good cake. He looked smiling and harmless, but was actually insidious and cunning.

It wasn't the first or second time he had fallen into his trap. Li Huai had already summarized the experience.

"A task assigned by Director Du."

Li Xuewu deliberately spoke very vaguely, handed over the materials in his hand again, and said: "Said to let me put together a draft, and by the way, go on stage to speak."

"Then why give it to me?"

Li Huai turned around as a matter of course, walked to the bathroom, and emphasized while humming: "This is Director Du's trust in you."

"How can this be given to me?"

If it weren't for Old Li closing the door, he would have wanted to take advantage of the other party's opportunity to go to the toilet to force it on the other party.

"Didn't you always emphasize unity, not self, to be advanced, not selfish?"

He patted the materials in his hand and said: "We are a team. Of course, it should be you, the squad leader, who comes forward. What kind of green onion do I count as?"

"Hey—you don't have to belittle yourself." Old Li's muffled voice came from the toilet, "Since the leader attaches importance to it, you must perform well. This is a once-in-a-lifetime good opportunity for you. Seize it."

Li Xuewu's teeth itched with hatred. He looked at Liu Bin, who walked into the room with a dry laugh, and raised the materials in his hand.

Liu Bin leaned over and explained in a low voice: "Director Du talked to the leader last night. I wasn't there. Maybe they talked about this."

"Impossible—"

Li Xuewu frowned slightly and said softly: "Director Du couldn't have thought of me for no reason. Did someone say something?"

He signaled the direction of the bathroom with his eyes; the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Liu Bin was full of wry smiles, but he couldn't say a word.

He was just a secretary; what could he decide?

"Director Li blew a cow, right?" Li Xuewu pointed at him and said: "You don't need to say, I'll guess, you just need to confirm."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the nervous and awkward Liu Bin, and asked: "The content of the blowing is still about me?"

"He said I know multiple foreign languages?"

"He said I have work experience?"

"……"

Li Xuewu saw that Liu Bin was just wryly smiling and didn't shake his head, so he knew he had guessed eight or nine out of ten.

Good you, Li Huai. I just went out for a while and you sold me out.

I said, when were you so cautious, and you didn't even take the trap.

"Breakfast is prepared downstairs. Why don't you go and pad your stomach first?"

Liu Bin suggested wryly: "There isn't much time left before boarding. You go ahead and get busy."

"I didn't have to be busy in the first place."

Li Xuewu stared at him, shook the materials in his hand, and signaled that it was all his fault.

Why was it the secretary of the First Ministry of Machine-Building who went to find him? Liu Bin couldn't explain this point.

How to explain it? Didn't he see that the leader was hiding in the toilet? What kind of green onion was he?

Li Xuewu didn't make things difficult for him, just glanced at the direction of the bathroom and carried the materials out of the door.

Liu Bin sent him to the door. After seeing him leave, he came back to remind Director Li.

"Sigh, the Secretary-General is also not easy."

Li Huai came out of the bathroom, wiped his hands on a towel, and said: "Understandable."

Understandable what?

Liu Bin didn't know how to pick up the conversation. Did the leader mean it was understandable to block you in the toilet?

Flying from Hong Kong to Germany takes at least ten hours. Li Xuewu originally didn't know how to spend such a long flight time, but now he knew.

On the way, no one dared to provoke him, and even those who were joking deliberately lowered their voices.

Li Xuewu didn't show an expression of "strangers stay away," but the friction of paper and pen sounded more like a lullaby, startling a chorus of snoring.

These dog things also didn't act like people. He was staying up to write the draft, but they were snoring.

Li Xuewu was also quite damaging. Every once in a while, he would call the flight attendant to add tea for him, and by the way, remind the flight attendant that several old guys needed to be reminded to take medicine.

Take what medicine? It was those few whose snoring was the loudest. Li Xuewu was also doing it on purpose.

The old guys who were woken up were not very satisfied, but they didn't dare to find trouble with Li Xuewu.

It was just hard for those flight attendants. They didn't wait for the leaders' good faces, and even when they continued to add tea for him, their eyes carried resentment.

The plane landed in Berlin in this funny atmosphere, Berlin belonging to the German Democratic Republic.

Everyone was a high-level cadre and would definitely not have the situation of crowding and grabbing luggage. Even if the plane was about to stop at the parking space, no one got up.

Reserved, they were all waiting for the flight attendant to invite them.

The situation was indeed like this. Without the flight attendant's reminder, even if everyone was anxious, no one got up, and they had to pretend to have a calm expression.

Li Xuewu had long ago packed the document bag he carried with him. He only wrote for less than three hours on this journey.

It was really uncomfortable. The physical oppression limited his performance.

If it were in his own office, this kind of speech draft would be easily handled.

"Berlin is a bit cold."

Walking out of the cabin door, Li Xuewu tightened his overcoat and looked at the team under the boarding ladder. This visiting delegation was phenomenal.

It was also influenced by the Great Learning activity, and foreign affairs activities in recent years had decreased.

This trip to East Germany was a journey of breaking the ice, seeking breakthroughs in economy and trade, so they also spent a lot of money.

Speaking of which, the higher-ups didn't have too much hope for these enterprises accompanying the delegation. Bringing them out was more like a kind of display and speculation.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a situation like Beijing Chemical Industry traveling without any preparation.

Regarding expected negotiations, some enterprises were relatively concerned and communicated and exchanged with the other party very seriously.

Some enterprises were used to waiting, relying on, and asking. Anyway, it was useless to talk about it. In the end, the import and export company still held the trade work.

They weren't active; who would do the work?

This trip was more like bringing them to see the world and gain knowledge.

If one or two were really negotiated, that would be an unexpected gain.

You say this grand mobilization came for nothing?

No, the higher-ups were actually prepared long ago, and expected negotiations were a supplement to this preparation.

The agreements that should be reached had long been negotiated through the import and export trade company, and they needed to wait until the end of the visit to announce the negotiation content and results.

At that time, it would be sitting in rows and distributing fruits. This time, no one came for nothing, and everyone had a share.

It was just that how much could be distributed depended on fate. If the higher-ups paid attention, they would get more; if the higher-ups cared less, they would get less.

Red Star Steel Group didn't have the preparation to wait for death. It was hard to come to Europe once; if they didn't bring something back, how much of a loss it would be.

Speaking of distributing fruits, it wouldn't be Red Star Steel Group's turn, because of foreign trade rights.

The import and export trade company actually had some opinions about Red Steel. Everyone listened to their orders, but there was such a thorn that wanted to go it alone.

It didn't matter if it wasn't done well, but what happened?

Red Star Steel Group's sales channels were spread very widely, and there was a market throughout Southeast Asia.

This year, they established a club in Hong Kong, linked with Tianjin, and formed an integrated process of foreign trade work.

If it weren't for the production plan, the Tianjin Trade Management Center would not be able to satisfy the consumption of production capacity overflow and would have to intervene in overall foreign trade.

It was this situation that many units tended to intercept production capacity and turn to the Tianjin Trade Management Center for processing.

This could not only obtain more benefits but also exchange for technology or welfare products they were satisfied with.

If everyone did things like Red Star Steel Group, how would their work be done?

So the trade negotiation with East Germany was negotiated by them first, and the rest was left for these enterprises to pick up leaks.

No matter how active Red Star Steel Group was, it was only picking what they left behind. What good things could be pulled out?

Of course, opportunities were left for those who were prepared, and Li Xuewu didn't intend to play cards according to the routine.

Since the goals provided by East Germany were negotiated directly with the import and export trade company, he wouldn't go to the garbage dump to turn things over.

He and Old Li had already made a division of labor. The first day was of course to act with the delegation and participate in formal and informal meetings.

After that day, the two went their separate ways. Old Li was responsible for coping with surface work, while Li Xuewu went to investigate enterprises that had already been preliminarily investigated.

The sincerity given by East Germany this time was very rare, allowing for extensive and sincere cooperation.

To put it bluntly, East Germany's days weren't good at this time, and selling copied goods to live wasn't just for a day or two. With the Soviet Union holding the economic lifeline, and most production raw materials relying on imports, what did they have to develop the economy?

What was very strange was that East Germany's agriculture had achieved modernization, mechanization, and chemicalization.

Do you dare to believe it? Such an advanced industrial system back then was now all used in agriculture.

It was also true. In order to eliminate the influence left by Old Hitler, casting swords into plowshares was what the Soviet Union should do.

Don't laugh. Kobe can have the surname Kobe. Why can't the art school dropout have the surname Hitler?

"This is the forefront of competition. Isn't it normal to be a bit cold?"

Old Li said a sentence that was particularly full of philosophy, but the meaning of pretending to be cool was a bit strong.

Wearing a thick overcoat, walking down the boarding ladder with the team, he wanted to pause and give the photographer below a chance, but it was a pity that the weather today wasn't very good, cloudy and windy.

People behind the team wouldn't give him a chance to stay, and the photographer had long ago completed the task. God knew why his camera could hold so many rolls of film, and he could click-click-click non-stop.

Li Xuewu was from a security cadre background. When he came to a strange environment, the first thing he observed was safety.

Although he wasn't responsible for security work on this business trip, protecting himself was also an instinct.

In order to welcome the visiting team, the airport here gave a certain treatment.

Although they were still arrogant, they were a bit humble when treating the gold master.

It was just that the passengers who got off the plane on the previous and subsequent flights were not very friendly to the guests from the Eastern power.

The situation couldn't be said to be bad; it was just that the look of looking at aliens made Li Xuewu a bit uncomfortable.

It was also to blame for this era. The only channel for ordinary Western people to understand China was that travel novel written by Marco Polo several centuries ago.

You think about it, Marco Polo was a person of that dynasty. The Eastern world he saw had long changed.

However, whether it was the subjective consciousness of Western media or those ulterior motives, the butt was always crooked in the direction of propaganda.

This also caused the word "mysterious" to be added in front of the Eastern power.

Because they didn't understand, it was mysterious.

Until the 21st century, there were still Europeans who thought Asia only had one country, and could ask the stupid question of "why not let South Korea be independent."

Li Huai didn't notice the eyes of those passengers; his eyes began to shift downward.

It was also true. Wearing silk stockings in winter, this was the old cold leg's strange way of dressing in the country.

But in East Germany, there were no old cold legs here. Whether it was a big girl or a young daughter-in-law, the upper body could wear fur or overcoats, and the lower body must be skirts with silk stockings. It couldn't be said why the lower body was so hot.

You look at these old guys like Old Li, who are greedy, each one like Zhu Bajie entering the Daughter Kingdom.

Li Xuewu really had no eyes to look at, walked over and reminded softly: "It's not allowed to look here. You can look as you like when you go to the hotel. There are free ones."

"This thing is still free?"

As long as a man leaves home and leaves the unit, gathering together will expose his true nature.

You look at it. In the unit, each one is human, but when they come out in a group, each one is an old lecher.

There was no burden either. Everyone could let go. Even if the body was honest, the mouth had to be flowery.

They wished their mouths wouldn't be flowery, as if their bodies had some illness.

Li Xuewu was young, and walking with them was a bit of a loss. These old guys didn't cover up when they spoke.

"Of course there are, and you can even call them to the room to appreciate them slowly."

He was also bad to the bone, not caring about the life or death of these people, and spoke softly about the rules here.

People like Zhu Xiaolin no longer doubted that he was pulling calf, because no one knew East Germany better than Li Xuewu.

So whatever he said was what it was. Whether they were called to the room didn't matter, but they had to listen to what he said.

If you ask if anyone would really call room service?

Don't make trouble. This time it was a visit, not a tour. Everyone was just talking about happy things.

However, seeing the world was also true. At least Li Xuewu heard the reminder from Catherine's mouth, not allowing him to mess around here.

You listen, this is so unreasonable. How did he mess around?

He had principles and was most dutiful. In her mouth, it seemed like he wasn't honest.

There was only one reason why Catherine emphasized this: she said the chickens here weren't clean.

Hmm, it wasn't that she was afraid of Li Xuewu having an accident, but that she was afraid of having an accident herself.

Got gray nail, one infects two.

Li Xuewu of course wouldn't mess around. Learning foreign languages also had to find a time. It wouldn't work here.

Old Li was eager to try, but was reminded by Li Xuewu in private.

This place was full of traps everywhere, and not everyone welcomed their arrival.

At least the North Mao was vigilant. The reason was very simple: who would want guests to come to their own backyard to play?

Since it was a backyard, of course it was better to enjoy it yourself.

"You say, can you call them to the room?"

Zhu Xiaolin was still asking when getting on the bus, but was heard by Director Du.

"Call what to the room?"

Director Du glared at him and said: "If you have anything, come to my room and say it." ===== CHAPTER 1505 =====