Chapter 1525: Three-way split? Do you want it?

"What are you laughing at?"

"Did I laugh?" Li Xuewu held an apple in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other, trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth.

To be honest, looking at Anna's appearance at this moment, the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than the muzzle of a Type 56 rifle.

"Humph—you just laughed!"

Anna trembled her lips, biting her back teeth, wishing she could break one of Li Xuewu's legs to vent her hatred.

"Seeing you are fine, I am naturally very happy."

Li Xuewu placed the apples and bouquet he brought on the bedside table and sized up Anna, who had an asymmetrical fracture, once again.

This injury... how was it caused?

"Humph—"

Anna turned her face away, not wanting to look at his annoying face, and muttered something; Li Xuewu didn't hear clearly.

"Truly sorry, coming to see you so late."

Seeing there was no one else in the high-end ward, Li Xuewu found the chair by the bed and sat down.

"Knowing you were here, it was from Mr. Hohenzollern's mouth; I happened to have urgent work, so I only came now."

"He went to find you? ——"

Anna turned her head suddenly, frowned, looked at him and asked: "What did he find you for? What did he say to you?"

"He said everything." Li Xuewu looked at her for a while, and was about to make Anna feel hairy, only then did he say: "He said you have a crush on me..."

"Get lost—" Anna wanted to grab something to hit him, but her physical condition didn't allow it; she hadn't fully adapted to her uncoordinated body.

"Hahahaha—" Li Xuewu laughed very impolitely, and even reached out to flick Anna's left hand wrapped in plaster.

"Do you like it? Should I send you one too?"

Anna squinted her eyes in anger, stared at him and said: "You came alone? This is Berlin; aren't you afraid of danger again?"

"No, there are guards outside."

Li Xuewu appreciated her concern, smiled slightly and explained: "Hohenzollern came to find me this morning, wanting to ask about my revenge plan."

"Don't listen to him; stay away from him."

Anna frowned slightly and said: "You don't understand the situation here; don't act rashly."

"Of course, I have no intention of being an enemy to anyone."

Li Xuewu spread his hands and explained: "I answered Mr. Hohenzollern the same way this morning."

"But it seems he doesn't understand."

"I can't explain too much to you."

Anna turned her head to look at the TV in the corner and said: "Anyway, you are going back to your country; if you can avoid getting involved in these things, don't look for trouble."

"Thank you." Amidst Anna's slightly surprised gaze, Li Xuewu nodded with a smile and said: "You are the first friend I made in East Germany, regardless of whether you acknowledge this point."

He reached into his pocket, took out a small Yingjisha knife bought from the frontier, and placed it on her bedside, saying: "I wish you a speedy recovery, and also welcome you to play in China; my home is in Beijing."

"Dmitry Vashikin, Director of the Berlin 'Soviet-German Friendship House'; you know his actual identity."

Anna looked at him and said lightly: "Don't come to East Germany again; every time I see you, I have bad luck."

"The report about Captain Anna taking risks and leading the team to break a train robbery case will be triggered tomorrow."

Li Xuewu smiled slightly and turned to leave gracefully, without mentioning any requests or reports, making Anna feel even more stuffy.

The ward door closed; she picked up the small knife he left with her uninjured right hand and stroked it; the gems on the scabbard were a bit prickly.

Outside the ward, what Anna didn't know was that her father, Hohenzollern, was waiting for Li Xuewu in the corridor.

He was alone, standing in the middle of the corridor, but had the momentum of a mountain; clearly this was a hospital, but not a single person could be seen.

Li Xuewu finally saw it; this Mr. Hohenzollern was also a ruthless person, even able to use his own daughter to bait the nest and fish.

Of course, he knew his daughter's involvement in this matter was entirely due to work, without other factors, and the other party wouldn't easily come to the door for revenge.

And he had already taken action; the KGB organization in East Germany would also have scruples, but the necessary precautions couldn't be missing.

What if the KGB people went crazy?

This wasn't him letting his imagination run wild; just because of Li Xuewu alone, how many people had been lost back and forth.

This is East Germany, not the Soviet Union; how much manpower can the other party deploy here? I believe after this accident, the KGB department in East Germany will encounter a workplace earthquake; someone has to stand out to take the blame.

Li Xuewu wasn't intimidated by his aura; he walked calmly to his front and said with a smile: "Mr. Hohenzollern."

"You are worried about their revenge, right?"

Hohenzollern looked at the young man in front of him and said with appreciation: "Your company still has business cooperation associations here."

"This matter is over, isn't it?"

Li Xuewu didn't answer his question, nor did he give an explanation for his answer, but said frankly: "Ms. Anna and I both hold this view; please understand."

Hohenzollern looked at him, only then took a step, moved his body aside, and watched Li Xuewu walk past his eyes.

"This matter is not over, nor is it as simple as you think." He looked at Li Xuewu's back and said: "If they can't get an advantage, they will face the organization's punishment and penalty."

"Doesn't matter; if they are willing."

Li Xuewu walked toward the stairwell without looking back and responded: "I am ready to accompany them at any time."

Hohenzollern didn't turn back to look at the direction of the ward until he watched his figure disappear at the stairwell.

At noon today, he had already received news that the opinions and handling methods given by the Chinese visiting delegation had received the support of the Economic Committee.

Economic Committee Secretary-General Felix personally called the Stasi high-level to discuss; the result was not the same as what he thought.

Of course, he wasn't the last to receive the news, at least earlier than those newspaper offices, but he also lost the right to participate in the discussion.

On this matter, just like the attitude he expressed, he was only the father of Annabelle von Hohenzollern, the captain of the Stasi action team in the Dresden region.

And Annabelle's news of meritorious service naturally had nothing to do with him; he just had to wait for congratulations and celebrations.

Hohenzollern certainly wouldn't refuse his daughter to take this pie that fell from the sky; even if there was poison in this pie, he wasn't afraid.

Who dared to touch his daughter?

Similarly, Hohenzollern was also very surprised; he didn't expect the Chinese side would give such a solution.

It couldn't be said to be softening or being afraid; it could only be said that Chinese people always have wisdom and thinking higher than ordinary people when dealing with conflicts and contradictions.

Such a big thing happened on the train; if it was done by the Stasi team led by Anna, this was very explainable.

And the Chinese side wanting to handle this matter low-key also confirmed that Li Xuewu didn't actively respond to his temptation, which could be considered an explanation for the attitude in the morning.

Why did he appreciate this young man? It was this calmness, killing one person in ten steps, hiding his body and name, and the maturity.

As for the matter between this young man and his daughter Anna, he didn't care at all, because he was sure the two didn't have that kind of relationship.

Even if he was a daughter slave, he had a wise mind and wouldn't misunderstand anything at this time; that would be a story plot.

But having said that, if this young man was of German origin, even if he was from other Warsaw Pact countries in Western Europe, he would be happy to see it happen if there really was such a thing; excellent men are rare.

"He gave it to you?"

The belief Hohenzollern had just held firm in the corridor—when he walked into the room and saw his daughter distracted, not even noticing he had entered, staring at the exquisite small knife in her hand—seemed to have something shattered in the bottom of his heart.

"I seem to have reminded you not to interfere in my affairs."

Anna inadvertently pressed the small knife in her hand, stuffed it into the quilt, stared at her father standing at the door, and issued a warning.

Hohenzollern didn't explain; his mood was a bit complex; looking at his daughter's actions just now, he knew the lethality of an excellent man didn't need to be doubted; back then he was also this dashing, charming thousands of young girls.

"Just met in the corridor, chatted a few sentences." He spread his hands, put on a surrender attitude, and explained with a smile: "I didn't come to find him on purpose."

"Don't involve him in your calculations, otherwise you will suffer a big loss."

Anna stared at his eyes and emphasized: "The Chinese side will absolutely not allow this situation to happen; don't look for trouble for yourself."

"It seems he was right; you reached a consensus on the attitude toward this matter." Hohenzollern sat by the hospital bed, raised his hands helplessly, and said: "Actually, I was also for his own good; you have to know those people won't let him go."

"I can only drive the flies away from you."

He looked at his daughter and shook his head slightly, saying: "Moreover, my deterrence is far from reaching the point of making them stop immediately."

"This matter has nothing to do with me anymore."

Anna tilted her head and said: "I believe he can handle this matter properly; even if the other party is still unwilling, so what? Still want to do it?"

"Their enterprise still has business cooperation and associations in East Germany."

Hohenzollern sized up his daughter's attitude and explained to her: "Even if they leave tomorrow, they can't return empty-handed, coming for nothing, right?"

"That depends on the attitude of those people in the Economic Committee." Anna turned her head away, looking at the thousands of lights outside the window, and said: "If they also intend to play with fire, then wait and see; anyone can step on the gas pedal of this train rushing to hell in East Germany."

Anna's negative attitude made Hohenzollern smile bitterly, "These days you were with him, what did you talk about? Were these words said to you by him?"

"You always use colored glasses to look at people."

Anna turned her head, looked at her father's eyes and asked: "Did you tell him this morning that I have a crush on him?"

"Hmm?" Hohenzollern frowned and asked: "He said it?"

"Just knew it, this liar—"

Anna lowered her eyelids, muttered dissatisfiedly, and then explained: "You don't need to care anymore, and you can't care; don't play with fire."

"Perhaps I can help him, maybe."

Hohenzollern observed his daughter's expression and probed: "Economic contradictions can be solved by economic means."

"Put away that extra heart of yours."

Anna didn't look at her father, but said lightly: "The means to solve economic contradictions shouldn't be proposed by a general."

"If you want to enter the political arena, then decisively take off this suit and do what you want to do without looking back."

Only then did she turn her head to look at her father, "Otherwise, don't be half-hearted; those friends of yours aren't necessarily completely reliable."

"You aren't opposed to me..."

Hohenzollern flipped his right hand, tidied his clothes, pursed his lips, and didn't say the remaining words.

"We are all adults; I think we should have a dialogue as equals." Anna looked at her father and said: "You respect my choice, and I respect your choice."

"Including that Li?" Hohenzollern raised his eyebrows, seemingly seeing his daughter's heart.

But he didn't expect this sentence to be like poking a hornet's nest; if it weren't for Anna's inconvenience, she could have stood up with hands on hips and had a big argument with him.

However, even in this situation, it didn't stop the daughter's raging anger.

Hohenzollern, who was kicked out of the ward by his daughter, raised his eyebrows, and when closing the door, still argued: "Did I break your heart?"

"Ah————!"

"Look at you, what is this for—"

Tang Rongxuan, the deputy factory director of Chuanqi, held Zhu Xiaolin's arm and greeted with a smile: "Come, come, Director Zhu, please sit."

"I'm not here to drink."

Seeing the room full of people, Zhu Xiaolin waved his hand and said: "I'm just here to ask, who took away the W50 technology."

His tone was obviously resentful; it was clear he wanted to embarrass Tang Rongxuan, and it was also the evil consequence of Tang Rongxuan playing tricks himself.

Who didn't know Zhu Xiaolin's situation? This time he was out to relax, but it became a trip to add blockage.

Before coming, he was pitted by Li Xuewu, and before leaving, he was pitted by Old Tang; it would be strange if he could be smooth inwardly.

Wang Mr. of Jiqi saw Tang Rongxuan's distress signal and sighed inwardly, but he couldn't help but save his pig teammate.

"Director Zhu, look, you're already here."

He also stood up and greeted with a smile: "There are no outsiders here today; it's not easy to bring good dishes from the foreign affairs building."

"That's right, Director Zhu, sit down and drink a bit."

Old Dong of Haqi, who was in the room, also took the initiative to smooth things over, saying: "I've long wanted to get to know you, but never had the chance."

"I don't have the qualifications to drink this celebration wine of yours."

Zhu Xiaolin was pulled to sit down by the few people, but his mouth still said lukewarmly: "We Beijing Chemical only messed with a nitrogen fertilizer technology; I don't even have the face to go back and explain to the comrades."

"Look, these two directors of Red Steel aren't here either; it's not easy for us to express opinions."

Wang Mr. was indeed an old silver coin, his speech was set after set, a complete smiling tiger.

Zhu Xiaolin glanced at him, turned his head to look at the embarrassed Tang Rongxuan and said: "Factory Director Tang, I didn't say I wanted this technology from you for free."

"Yes, yes, yes, hahahaha."

Tang Rongxuan also didn't expect his trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain to be seen through so quickly; he originally thought Beijing Chemical and Red Steel had formed a grudge and would never interact again, who knew both sides could still wear the same pair of pants.

He hid in the afternoon, not expecting the other party to chase him into the room.

The meeting ended in the afternoon, and they participated in the farewell banquet; they didn't drink enough at the banquet, so they came to his room to continue drinking.

Because the official activities of this visiting delegation were all over and they were going to set off to return to the country tomorrow, everyone hid in the room to have fun; no one took it seriously, and they could even ask for Chinese food and white liquor from the foreign affairs department canteen.

Actually, Tang Rongxuan thought that since he hid in the afternoon, if the other party still relied on their seniority, they couldn't really chase him and not let go, right?

Not only did Chuanqi get the technology, didn't Jiqi also have a share?

Anyway, Chuanqi and Beijing Chemical had no business dealings, and after going back, everyone would disperse; who could find whom?

Even if they met in the future, Zhu Xiaolin might not be the leader of Beijing Chemical, so what was there to be embarrassed about?

He was unwilling to admit that Chuanqi obtained the W50 technology, having a side of hiding secrets and a side of keeping a low profile.

The automobile industry units of the visiting delegation waited in Leipzig for so many days, but when everyone was about to leave, they were the ones who got the W50 technology; on the surface, no one was jealous or said dirty words, but behind their backs, they said everything.

Since they got the incense, don't show off.

So his attitude and Wang Mr.'s were consistent: handle it low-key.

At this time, Zhu Xiaolin came back full of resentment, asked around, caught him, and he couldn't say anything.

Li Huai De was the most dazzling big resentful species of this visiting delegation; the visiting delegation had a total of 5 days in East Germany, and he participated in the dance party for four days—that is, he didn't know about the first night, so he didn't participate.

Even the dance party tonight, Li Huai De didn't let go, taking his secretary to touch thighs, beautifully calling it exchanging dance skills and enhancing friendship.

What could they say? They were playing music and dancing here, Red Steel's achievements ranked first in the whole delegation, and how high the ability of his secretary-general was—it was said that business wasn't neglected, and he also killed over a hundred people.

Of course, rumors would change if they exceeded two people, not to mention this kind of news that was strictly forbidden to spread above.

Anyway, Red Steel was a dazzling star and the center of topics among the leaders above and in the whole delegation.

Tang Rongxuan's brain moved, and he threw the W50 technology onto Red Steel; Zhu Xiaolin believed it without thinking.

Because Red Steel obtained many technologies, wasn't it very normal to have one more W50?

As a result?

What is called lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own feet—originally he could have frankly refused, but now Beijing Chemical came to the door with personal grudges; if they really opened their mouths to ask for technology, how should he refuse?

After all, this technology was also obtained by them spending real money under Li Xuewu's command and help after working early and staying late; sharing it with others so easily, that truck technology wasn't worth much in the country.

There weren't many people at this "celebration wine" table tonight, and they were friends made in Leipzig, but friends couldn't see friends doing well.

Haqi's Old Dong, Changqi's Yang Aidong, Nanqi's Liu Yang, plus Wang Mr. and Tang Rongxuan, now with one more Zhu Xiaolin.

"How about—inviting Red Steel's General Li Zong over?"

Haqi's Old Dong watched the excitement and didn't fear it was too big, stood up with a smile and ordered his secretary waiting next door to call someone.

"Don't know why this General Li Zong's addiction is so big, dancing for four days and still not enough?"

"You didn't see it; if you went, you would also be confused."

Yang Aidong said with a smile: "A 1.8-meter foreign horse, wearing colored socks, wearing a tight little leather skirt, twisting and turning in your arms; you say, would you be confused or not?"

"Sigh, General Li Zong has a good life."

Tang Rongxuan picked up his wine glass and called for a glass of wine, saying with a smile: "Unlike us, bitter life, guarded for three days and almost lost our old lives."

"Better say less of this—"

Nanqi's Liu Yang touched glasses with him with a smile, but his eyes glanced at Zhu Xiaolin over there and said: "Director Zhu doesn't like to hear it, hahahaha!"

All were men; no matter how Zhu Xiaolin was, he wouldn't play a child's temper at this time, and didn't care about this kind of joke.

"Factory Director Tang, speak clearly."

He picked up his wine glass, touched it with Tang Rongxuan, drank it in one gulp, and lit up his wine glass, saying: "Even if I want technology, I will spend money to buy it."

"Look at what you're saying, everyone is one family." Wang Mr. said with a smile: "The leader also said today, don't treat the technology you got as a treasure, and don't reach out to ask if you didn't get it."

He said pointedly: "After going back, there will be exchange meetings; at that time, everyone can exchange the technology in their hands with each other; maybe it can create more technology and factories, you say right?"

"Can't let people work hard for nothing—"

Yang Aidong took the wine bottle and filled a glass for Zhu Xiaolin, took over the conversation with a smile and said: "Just do it as it should be."

"Old Yang, we aren't far; you should know my reputation in Beijing's industrial world." Zhu Xiaolin looked at Yang Aidong and raised his eyebrows to the few people at the table: "You can go to Beijing to inquire; how do I do things?"

"Yes, yes." Changzheng Automobile Manufacturing Plant was in Hebei Province; Yang Aidong naturally heard of Zhu Xiaolin's reputation.

Beijing Chemical wasn't a small factory; the trust enterprise of the North China chemical industry wasn't called for nothing; the scale was quite large, and the business scope was quite wide.

Zhu Xiaolin had a bit of Jianghu spirit on him; although he restrained himself when in a high position, it was still reflected in his work.

Beijing industrial enterprises indeed had those who received his help, so his reputation was naturally good—an elder brother-like figure.

He also borrowed the wine table to look at Tang Rongxuan and Wang Mr. and said: "I want the W50, that was also the idea hooked by Li Xuewu; he told me domestic trucks had a future, only then did I have this thought."

"To tell the truth, Beijing Chemical doesn't need to die on the automobile industry, but who let us have no experience and no channels."

Zhu Xiaolin tapped the table and said: "There is Red Steel here; as long as we build a factory to produce, trucks can walk their channels, which can broaden enterprise business and increase the thickness of enterprise operation."

Not beautiful but thinking beautifully—

Tang Rongxuan, who was picking up his wine glass to drink, paused, then fiercely poured the wine into his mouth.

"Here I still have to say, Red Steel truly added a fire to the domestic automobile industry and poured a bucket of oil."

He put down the wine glass in his hand and said: "From introducing advanced automobile production lines from abroad to integrating and forming an automobile parts supply chain system in the country."

"From the initial invitation orders, with business personnel running all over the country to find parts with surplus capacity, to now parts manufacturing plants taking the initiative to bid."

Tang Rongxuan raised three fingers to gesture: "Three years, Red Steel only used three years to set off an automobile industrial revolution."

"While changing the industrial production mode and system, it also lowered the threshold for domestic automobile manufacturing."

He didn't aim at anyone when saying this sentence, but everyone at the table heard it—only Zhu Xiaolin's Beijing Chemical wasn't a car company; those with clear eyes heard it.

"Now township enterprises dare to shout slogans, wanting to build cars to create income, as if they could fill the blank market of domestic automobiles overnight."

Tang Rongxuan leaned his arm on the table, tilted his head and said: "It's not that I'm jealous of the capable, nor am I protecting food, but at present, the domestic automobile manufacturing industry is not as good as it looks on the surface."

"I believe everyone at the table can see this point clearly."

He gestured to a few people, and seeing them nod, he continued: "Township enterprises, even if they are provincial and municipal enterprises, walk the old path in car building; car building is better said to be assembling cars."

"Under the premise of lacking manufacturing processes, lacking technical means, and production equipment, can cars produced by such factories be used?"

When the words reached here, he turned his head to look at Zhu Xiaolin and said: "Of course, for enterprises like Beijing Chemical to enter the automobile manufacturing industry is quite easy and has strength support."

"But I still want to say one sentence: in chemical manufacturing, we few at the table are absolutely not as good as your Beijing Chemical, but in the field of automobile manufacturing." Tang Rongxuan took the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine for Zhu Xiaolin, "We still have a little confidence."

"The market is broad, and I also firmly believe that the national car-building wave will definitely appear as a trendsetter, an excellent automobile manufacturing enterprise."

He smiled and said: "I hope one province can produce ten or eight big enterprises, good enterprises, so our people won't lack cars to drive."

"But this needs time, and also needs market precipitation."

Tang Rongxuan touched glasses with Zhu Xiaolin and said: "We welcome the joining of Beijing Chemical, and also hope for technical exchange."

"Factory Director Tang truly knows how to speak."

Zhu Xiaolin glanced at him, touched glasses and said: "The result of the lowered technical threshold is the establishment of a large number of car companies; after that, will there be a mess?"

"This is just my shallow opinion."

Tang Rongxuan smiled slightly, drank the wine in the glass and said lightly: "Whether it makes sense or not still has to accept the test of time."

Zhu Xiaolin looked at him deeply and still drank the wine in the glass.

He had to admit that what Tang Rongxuan said had some truth; now looking at domestic automobile manufacturing plants springing up like mushrooms, but does the country have such a big automobile market?

How many units can afford to buy cars?

Yes, there is currently a phenomenon of queuing to buy cars, but this phenomenon is almost disappearing, especially in the passenger car field.

The annual automobile production capacity of Steel Auto belonging to the Red Star Steel Group is 100,000 units; besides exports, it has been able to meet domestic car-buying needs.

Even with provincial protection policies, can these cars compare to the costs of assembly lines and mature workers?

Just look at how Jingqi was pushed by Steel Auto; the 212 already had stock cars in the second half of this year; this is the market situation.

Steel Auto has no stock cars; after saving enough, they either take the railway to send them to 18 major cities in the country, or go by sea to export directly.

In the future, Steel Auto's development will definitely not stop here; even if production capacity doesn't decrease or increase, are 100,000 cars not enough for domestic units to eat?

Then in this situation, car manufacturing plants established by various provinces come with the wind and will also leave with the wind; what is left if not a mess?

Just like what Tang Rongxuan said, doing chemical industry, Beijing Chemical is professional; doing automobile industry, they are the professional ones.

Car companies in various provinces are developing, but they, these professional factories, are also progressing; whoever has a thick foundation runs fast.

Don't look at the preferential enterprise policies issued by Red Steel in the second half of the year; Red Steel supports the establishment of automobiles in various provinces and gives condition support, but it has other purposes.

Red Steel has established sales branches in 18 major cities in the country; they want to coordinate relationships with the local area.

To be more practical, whether these car companies will explode, what does it have to do with Red Steel? They output production equipment and technology, and even output management, and also completed the supply chain's extension to downstream automobiles.

If there really is a situation where car companies in various places explode one after another, that is also the result of market development and resource reintegration.

Tang Rongxuan had already made it clear, and Zhu Xiaolin, as an enterprise executive, naturally understood.

In this automobile industrial revolution, car companies in various places are actually completing a complex gambling agreement with Red Steel.

If they win the bet, they become one end of Red Steel's supply chain, create independent automobile brands and models, and join Red Steel's sales network.

What if they lose the bet?

Either provincial reorganization, various provinces gather resources, integrate those county and township car companies that exploded into car companies with larger scale and stronger strength, and continue to chase Red Steel's admission ticket.

Or realize cross-provincial reorganization; there are too many tricks inside; don't know how many hungry wolves are waiting to eat this fragrant meat.

Perhaps the Red Star Steel Group is also one of them.

There are already rumors that Red Steel's production capacity is not satisfied with market demand and intends to establish another automobile manufacturing plant in the south.

This is not groundless; Red Steel's subordinate sales general company is laying out in Jin Ling, establishing a plate company to be responsible for sales work in the south.

Where can building a factory from 0 foundation be as fast as stepping on the shoulders of many car companies to integrate resources and build a factory?

Especially after experiencing successive entrepreneurial failures, the local area has lost confidence in automobile manufacturing and must hold a welcoming attitude to greet Red Steel; at that time, isn't it whatever Red Steel says?

Zhu Xiaolin being able to think of these in an instant is also the experience of Beijing Chemical's many years of operation; this isn't just random guessing.

Red Steel's development in the automobile industry in recent years has gradually shown a posture of technical monopoly and market dominance.

Many models, good technology, high production capacity, and sales and service have taught the whole country's car companies a lesson—the kind they want to learn but can't.

To build a car, you have to look at the situation; Red Steel has no intention of intervening in the truck production field, but it doesn't mean they won't output technology and management.

The country also allows joint management systems between enterprises; Red Steel doesn't hold shares, but it doesn't mean it has no right to speak.

Now he has to think carefully about whether to take the path of car-building entrepreneurship or consider the path of parts manufacturing.

Just when everyone was drinking silently, each thinking their own thoughts, the secretary knocked on the door, and Li Huai De walked in.

"Whoa, I said why I couldn't find you; it turns out you all hid here—"

Old Li's social quality naturally didn't need to be said; he couldn't compare to the social bandit Li Xuewu, but he was also a leader.

He didn't come up to say hello, but instead used a complaining and blaming tone, as if everyone had done something wrong.

"General Li Zong." Wang Mr. stood up and greeted with a smile: "If you went to the dance hall downstairs to find us, you definitely wouldn't have found us!"

"Hahahaha—"

All were heads of various units, and all were brothers in the industrial system; everyone was about the same age, so there was no burden to make jokes.

Especially toward Li Huai De, he was now the object of everyone's envy and teasing; Old Li didn't care about this, and even enjoyed it a bit.

He just had a bit of a crazy personality; if he were a movie star in later generations, there would absolutely be no problem, and there would be no idol burden.

"Good, on the plane you were all more curious and anxious than anyone; why are you shy when you get to the place?"

Old Li pointed his finger at a few people and said with a smile: "What? Is it guilty conscience or is the heart guilty, can't see this kind of big foreign horse?"

Isn't this Pigsy blaming others?

"That's because we have no experience—"

Liu Yang joked with a smile while pouring a glass of wine for him: "I heard Red Steel has its own song and dance troupe; I believe General Li Zong practiced a lot at home, right?"

This wasn't having words in words, but having a trap.

What is called General Li Zong "practiced a lot at home"? Combined with the previous song and dance troupe, this was ambiguous enough.

"What did the leader say? Must have international vision—"

Li Huai De didn't take the words directly, but raised his wine glass and said: "How to open up the international market—"

"You don't even know how to greet foreigners, and you still want to participate in international trade activities? What's wrong with dancing? I am actively integrating into the Western social environment to learn foreign languages; learn it, you guys—"

"Hahahaha—" The crowd didn't care about his joking and laughed loudly, raising their glasses to drink together.

From this point, one could see Steel Auto's important status in the domestic automobile manufacturing industry, and also see Old Li's status now.

"Learning foreign languages is learning foreign languages, but don't touch thighs."

Zhu Xiaolin, who was not serious, raised his eyebrows and teased Li Huai De: "Foreign girls all say your hands are rough, and your strength is especially big."

"When did you, Old Zhu, understand foreign languages?"

Li Huai De took the wine bottle himself, poured a glass for everyone, and countered with a smile: "Throwing you on the street, you wouldn't even be able to find your home; and you still have the face to talk about me?"

"Hahaha—" Zhu Xiaolin said with a smile: "I admit, in internationalization, I am indeed not as good as you, General Li Zong."

He looked at everyone and said: "I am about to retire; you are still young, learn more from General Li Zong, learn how to learn foreign languages."

Everyone laughed until they couldn't live; this Old Li was truly interesting—not only did he like to play, but he also came up with a reason for learning foreign languages.

"I just said I saw General Li Zong chatting happily with those foreigners this afternoon; it turns out he learned foreign languages—"

Haqi's Old Dong raised his wine glass with a smile and signaled: "Come on, learn from General Li Zong!"

"Learn from General Li Zong—" Everyone followed suit.

Li Huai De didn't refuse anyone, drank the wine in the glass, held the wine glass in his hand and looked at everyone, saying: "This meal of wine must have some significance, right?"

"Say it, is it panic? Tomorrow we are going home; flip through the homework book; you must have an explanation for the family, right?"

He said amusedly: "I don't dare to grade your homework, Director Zhu; I'm afraid you'll bark." Li Huai De drank a glass with everyone with a smile.

After putting down the wine glass, he restrained his smile a bit and said frankly: "Actually, I wanted to treat everyone to this meal of wine in Beijing; since you all couldn't wait, then I'll tell the truth."

"Cooperation, it's not impossible."

He pointed at Chuanqi's Tang Rongxuan and then pointed at Jiqi's Wang Mr., saying: "The leader said 'don't treat the technology you got as a treasure'—that's talking about you two."

Tang Rongxuan and Wang Mr. understood his meaning instantly, looked at each other, and then smiled shamefully.

"No need, right." Li Huai De nodded and said: "If Beijing Chemical wants to build cars, it doesn't have to be so troublesome; we have cooperation with Beijing Erqi; supporting you a bit is no problem."

"Isn't it just technology and equipment; you just need to bring money."

He spoke very grandly, without any intention of giving away technology and equipment for free.

"We were just talking about this matter just now."

Wang Mr. took over the conversation, looked at Zhu Xiaolin and said: "I'll mention one sentence; Chuanqi and Jiqi spent a total of 3 million on the W50 project."

"If Beijing Chemical wants it, General Li Zong is here too; Old Tang and I aren't stingy people; just 1 million, and the three of us split it."

"Not worth it; it's still appropriate to build parts."

Old Dong said: "With Director Li supporting you, it's convenient for your factory to develop tertiary industry."

"I didn't intend to participate; I'm just speaking as a suggestion; parts manufacturing has lower risks than automobile manufacturing." ===== CHAPTER 1526 =====

"Come on, it's useless to say anything now."

Zhu Xiaolin raised his glass and said: "Tomorrow we are all going to roll away; even if there is gold everywhere here, it has nothing to do with us."

"Regret is regret, but we didn't return empty-handed after all."

He signaled in Li Huai De's direction and said: "Now we have to let General Li Zong say a few words, and also grade our homework, so we have something to report when we go back."

"I don't dare to grade your homework, Director Zhu, for fear that you'll make a fuss." Li Huai De drank a glass with everyone with a smile.

After putting down the glass, he restrained his smile a bit and said frankly: "Actually, I wanted to treat everyone to a drink in Beijing. Since you all couldn't wait, I'll tell the truth."

"Cooperation, it's not impossible."

He pointed to Tang Rongxuan of Chuanqi and Wang Mr. of Jiqi, and said: "The leader's words 'don't treat the technology you obtained as a treasure' are meant for you two."

Tang Rongxuan and Wang Mr. understood his meaning instantly and smiled sheepishly after looking at each other.

"It's not necessary, right." Li Huai De nodded and said: "If Beijing Chemical wants to build cars, it doesn't have to be that troublesome. We have cooperation with Beijing Erqi, so supporting you a bit is no problem."

"It's just technology and equipment, you just need to bring the money."

He spoke very grandly, meaning he wouldn't suffer any loss at all; there was no intention of giving the technology and equipment away for free.

"We were just talking about this matter just now."

Wang Mr. took over the conversation, looked at Zhu Xiaolin, and said: "I'll mention one thing: Chuanqi and Jiqi spent a total of 3 million on the W50 project."

"If Beijing Chemical wants it, General Li Zong is here too, and Old Tang and I aren't stingy people. Let's make it 1 million, and the three of us will split it."

"It's not worth it, it's more suitable to build parts."

Old Dong said: "With Director Li supporting you, it's convenient for your factory to develop tertiary industry."

"I don't intend to participate, I'm just giving a suggestion. Parts manufacturing has lower risk than automobile manufacturing."