Chapter 1632: Stinky Chess Player

"Why are we eating this?"

Sun Ming walked into the Tuanjie Hotel with a leather bag tucked under his arm, shivering. He glanced at the food on the table, frowned, and choked out: "Change it, change it, change it!"

He gestured with his fingers and shouted: "This is humiliating people, isn't it? Who the hell ordered these dishes? You really don't treat us brothers as human beings, do you!"

"Big Brother, Big Brother—" A scoundrel under his hand hurriedly gathered around when he saw him getting angry, smiling and explaining with a fawning face: "This is already okay."

"Yeah, yeah—" Several men sitting at the same table also nodded. Looking at their clothes, and then at the longing eyes they couldn't help but drift towards the table from time to time, one knew that this table of food was really okay.

If it weren't for remembering that they were here for something today, and if it weren't for the reason temporarily stored in their brains telling them to sit there honestly and wait, they would have already started grabbing, wishing they could even save the time it took to pick up chopsticks.

"Get the hell out of here—"

Sun Ming grabbed the bag tucked under his arm and slapped his underling in the face. This thing was genuine leather, but the face couldn't be hung on it when it hit someone's face.

But if you look closely, the scoundrel's smile became even more awkward, but there wasn't a trace of anger in his eyes, not even unwillingness.

Eating well, drinking well, and playing well, the small change rewarded to him in a month was enough for him to be carefree. You still dare to let him be ashamed into anger?

Believe it or not, he would kill you for Brother Sun!

This is like someone posting on a small book in later generations asking: My husband gives me 60,000 yuan in pocket money a month, but he hits too hard, how to divorce.

The answer below is: Either go buy ibuprofen yourself, or let me try. The example isn't very appropriate, but this is the cognition of value and reality.

Now, not to mention Brother Sun calling him with a bag, even if he really slapped him, he would smile and say it was a good hit, a really comfortable hit.

However, they are all people mixing in the underworld. Hitting people doesn't hit the face. Sun Ming still has a sense of proportion in doing things, and precisely because of this, the people below are willing to follow him.

Giving money and giving face, where can you find such a big brother? Even if it fell from the sky, they might not be able to catch it.

And the few people sitting around the table saw it in their eyes, and felt even more that this Brother Sun, whom they hadn't met before, had a sense of proportion and talked about loyalty.

"Don't touch these, get me four more meat dishes, big meat dishes!"

Sun Ming beckoned the waiter over, took out 5 yuan from his leather bag, handed it over, and waved his hand casually: "Get me two packs of Huazi, keep the rest, go."

"Hey! No need, really no need—"

A man stood up and was about to grab the waiter. Seeing that the kid took 5 yuan so easily, he felt sorry for Brother Sun!

Four big meat dishes wouldn't even cost two yuan, and even adding two boxes of Zhonghua cigarettes wouldn't be worth giving that kid 5 yuan. It was really wasteful!

Sun Ming didn't feel sorry. He wanted this style. He pressed the other party down and asked with a smile: "You must be Tie Dan from the old city, right?"

"Brother Sun—" Tie Dan grinned and said: "We can just eat this, no need for you to spend more."

"Look—" Sun Ming raised his eyebrows, swept a glance at the few men at the table, and said: "Looking down on me, right?"

"No, no—" Tie Dan waved his hands repeatedly, his body even leaning back, very afraid of annoying Sun Ming. This was the little Mengchang with the underworld nickname.

"Old San, get the wine." Sun Ming patted Tie Dan on the shoulder and shouted at the scoundrel Old San he had just hit with his bag: "Five-star Moutai, I'm not used to drinking anything else, I want this one."

The scoundrel Old San went to get the wine smoothly. He knew Brother Sun's preferences too well. It wasn't that he wasn't used to drinking Moutai, and it wasn't that he wasn't used to smoking Huazi. It was just arrogant—

And the few bumpkins at the table had long been dazzled by the arrogance shown by Sun Ming, and the envy and respect in the bottom of their eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

Mr. Lu Xun said: Money can make ghosts push the mill, money can make the mill push ghosts. The table that gave the "tip" was served very quickly.

Sun Ming had just finished introducing his brothers to Tie Dan when the waiter brought up a plate of pork knuckle meat, fat and chubby, shaking directly on the plate, also making these men drool.

Don't blame them for being so unpromising, but anyone who sees this dish will drool. In this era, who has seen meat stars a few times?

"Come, don't be polite, whoever is polite is a puppy!"

Sun Ming heroically raised his wine glass and proposed: "Brothers within the four seas, cheers!"

He had learned this sentence from Jingcheng, it sounded very underworld.

It's just that the few people he entertained today were underworld guests, but not cultural people. They weren't used to his literary style, and after one glass of wine, they started grabbing frantically.

Sun Ming looked at this scene in surprise, forgetting to put down the wine glass in his hand: "Didn't hear that there's no food given when going to the countryside?"

"Mm—mm—don't mention it—"

Tie Dan still remembered his manners, unlike his few brothers who only cared about grabbing food. At this moment, he explained with fat oil left on the corners of his mouth: "Two-combined flour is considered a treasure. We haven't even seen a meat star in three years."

He glanced at his body and said somewhat awkwardly: "I couldn't get enough to eat at home before, I just ate food from a hundred families, didn't expect that now..."

He said this nicely, but it was bullshit food from a hundred families. Only orphans without parents would say they grew up eating food from a hundred families. He was someone who took without asking.

However, there are few people in the underworld who want face. Those who want face wouldn't be mixing in the underworld. He just said it, and Sun Ming just listened to it.

"It doesn't matter, you'll be full from now on with me."

Sun Ming pointed his finger at the table and said: "I dare not say you'll eat this every day, but eating it once every three to five days is not a problem."

"Really!?" One of Tie Dan's brothers still had meat stuffed in his mouth, and asked in surprise, spraying meat crumbs out.

Seeing Sun Ming frown slightly, Tie Dan gave his brother a slap and scolded: "Eat your food, can't the meat block your mouth?"

After speaking, he looked at Sun Ming and said with a fawning smile: "Brother Sun, don't be the same as him, he hasn't seen your generosity."

"Hehe—it doesn't matter—" Sun Ming looked at the few people very generously and nodded: "It seems that the brothers have suffered."

When he said this, the tears of these underworld heroes at the table almost fell. If it weren't for the meat blocking their mouths and chopsticks tangling in their hands, they would have held Sun Ming's hand and sighed: Finally found the organization!

Sun Ming naturally wouldn't dislike them for being vulgar. These were all tools for him to make money. He had performed such scenes countless times.

Just this month, he had entertained no less than 10 tables, all of them "tools" found by the scoundrels under his hand, the kind who wanted money but not their lives.

He didn't understand before why Yu Zhe couldn't handle such a profitable business. Now he understood, it was because Yu Zhe didn't have this ability.

To put it bluntly, Yu Zhe was just a scoundrel before, and he only stepped into the sky after being selected by Li Xuewu to be a driver.

However, this little scoundrel Yu Zhe was just an Ah Dou who couldn't be helped. Following a big figure like Li Xuewu, he actually liked old ladies.

Li Xuewu certainly wouldn't allow someone serving him to have such a hobby. That wouldn't be a huge loss of face.

So Yu Zhe didn't grasp the opportunity, nor did he have the ability to grasp the arrangements Li Xuewu gave him.

In the month and a half since he took over the business, two ships had sunk, seven or eight people were lost, and the loss was quite large.

Don't look at how much he earned, look at how much he lost.

Of course, a ship only needs to run 5 trips to break even, and the rest is profit. He is now betting on this probability.

With the loss of manpower and the expansion of business, recruiting troops and buying horses is in progress. He wishes he could split one person into two.

And appearing in person to entertain guests has become the only chance for these underworld people who come for money to see him. This can also be considered an interview.

Eat well and drink well, only then will they cherish the life in front of them, only then will they be willing to sell their lives, and only then will they dare to go to sea to fight when they see him glorious.

So entertaining guests itself is a game within a game. Even the scoundrel who came first and ordered a simple meal was designed by him.

The beating and scolding the scoundrel took, I don't know how many times it was rehearsed. Just look at the eyes of those waiters and you'll know.

This 5-yuan drama made the waiters willing to help them perform this scene well, from being indifferent at the beginning to being respectful and submissive now.

You say, the waiters call him Brother Sun one by one. How many young people who just returned from the countryside wouldn't be confused when they hear it?

Brother Sun is equal to a successful person.

"Which batch is this?"

Meng Niansheng stood in the private room and looked towards the lobby, his arms crossed, looking like he had everything under control.

The investigation team officer stood beside him and reported softly: "The 16th batch, the total number of people is about 64. I don't know if anyone has quit."

"Don't worry about it, do a good job of registration and investigation." Meng Niansheng said indifferently: "We must master the identity information of all participants."

He turned his head and looked at the few people standing in the room, and said: "Even those who haven't returned must be investigated clearly, to see what they brought back."

"We have already infiltrated this." The officer reported softly: "Including sales channels and channels, as well as where they were distributed."

"Mm—" Meng Niansheng looked at the bustle outside the private room, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Does it have anything to do with the Jinmen Shunfeng Trade?"

"No, it has nothing to do with it."

The officer frowned slightly and reported: "We made a special investigation, visited many units and individuals, and did not find this situation."

He looked at Meng Niansheng and said with some hesitation: "I always feel that something is not quite normal. Logically speaking, this kind of dealer is not very honest."

"You think?" Meng Niansheng turned his head to look at him, laughed lightly for no reason, and looked outside the door again: "Don't investigate Jinmen Shunfeng anymore."

"This is—" The officer looked at him blankly and asked: "The leader didn't say he wanted to investigate this enterprise in detail? Last time it was..."

"Did you find anything?"

Meng Niansheng said indifferently: "Don't waste your effort. Jinmen Shunfeng never deals with individuals and black market relationships."

Seeing that there was no change outside the door, he turned around, walked to the dining table and sat down, picked up his teacup and took a sip, saying: "They only deal with units."

Seeing that the officer was still hesitant, Meng Niansheng put down his teacup and explained: "It's not that I don't let you follow, but you should think it through. Our manpower in Steel City is already insufficient. If there is really a negligence on this line of Sun Ming—"

He glanced at the officer and said: "Losing the watermelon to pick up the sesame, that would be a loss that outweighs the gain."

"Yes, I understand." The officer nodded cautiously.

And Meng Niansheng explained so much, also knowing that he couldn't firmly grasp the investigation team, because this was organized by Deputy Director Su.

Although he was responsible for the investigation task in Steel City, many situations in the investigation team were known to Deputy Director Su. What does this explain?

Being able to mix to this position today, Meng Niansheng is not a person to be trifled with. He understands human relationships and worldly wisdom very clearly.

At this moment, he folded his right leg, pointed to the opposite side, called the officer to sit, signaled others to fill the position and stand in front of the door to watch, and then he explained: "The previous general manager of Jinmen Shunfeng was called Zhou Xiaobai."

The officer was a bit confused, not knowing what Director Meng meant by saying this.

"This Zhou Xiaobai is a frequent visitor to Director Li's house, and Director Li's wife is the technical consultant for Jinmen Shunfeng."

Meng Niansheng looked at the officer like this and said very bluntly: "Another person in charge of Jinmen Shunfeng is called Wu Shuping, who is now the general manager of Dongfeng Sanyi Construction, and also the deputy general manager of the Joint Construction Engineering General Company."

"This—" The officer was stunned all of a sudden, never expecting that the relationship inside was so complex.

"Tell me, does Jinmen Shunfeng have a problem?"

Meng Niansheng tilted his head, looked into his eyes and said: "I never doubt any comrade, nor will I delay the future of my brothers."

"You are still young. It is a good thing to have the energy to struggle. I will never stop you if I can give you a chance, but I cannot watch you jump into a pit."

He raised his eyelids and added: "You all think this business trip is a good thing and you will definitely be able to catch a big fish, right?"

Without waiting for the officer to speak, he curled his lips and said: "Even if there were a big fish, they wouldn't call us to fish. Even if we caught it, we wouldn't be able to lift it up. Do you understand?"

Fine sweat appeared on the officer's forehead, and the panicked look in his eyes revealed his inner color. This matter seemed to be a big trouble.

"You should know where the seafood products in the Group's supply and marketing channels come from." Meng Niansheng reminded him indifferently: "There are many things in here. As long as you don't touch the principles, neither you nor I can lift this lid."

"Furthermore, think about it carefully."

He pointed at the other party and reminded: "Even if you lift this lid, can you guarantee that there is definitely filth hidden inside?"

"At that time, this channel will be gone, and the Group's supply and marketing will have fewer aquatic products. Tell me, will the employees congratulate you on your success, or scold you for being meddlesome?"

The officer could no longer answer his questions, because this was not a struggle of principles, but a bondage of rules.

Standing from his perspective, all unreasonable operating methods are wrong, but there are too many rules in this world that operate in an unreasonable way, and yet one cannot be calculating. Once one part is moved, it will cause the collapse of the entire situation.

Meng Niansheng being able to tell him these things is enough to prove the righteousness of this leader, so he cannot be ignorant.

In fact, looking at this investigation from Meng Niansheng's perspective, it is also a situation where the Yama fights and the little ghosts suffer.

Does the No. 4 furnace have a problem?

That is certain, after all, it has caused a safety production accident. From design drawings to construction, three rounds of investigation teams have checked it comprehensively.

Why then overturn the previous investigations one after another, and then carry out the next investigation endlessly?

Nothing more than dissatisfaction with the results of the investigation, or dissatisfaction with the people involved. At least that is the situation he can understand.

But the metallurgical plant already has two deputy factory directors who have been dismissed and investigated, and the relevant cases have reached the final step of the procedure.

These two deputy factory directors truthfully confessed all the content involving violations in the management and operation process, but it had little to do with the No. 4 furnace.

To be honest, although Meng Niansheng can't be considered a professional technical person, there are construction and industrial experts in the investigation team.

Everyone in their hearts is very clear that it's just that the project was launched too urgently, and the management lacked management experience and failed to review and examine it.

And the execution layer reached the design and construction stage, and also didn't have similar experience. It was completely one layer trusting another layer, and the result was a problem.

But if you want to trace the source, let alone back then, even the current construction process standard was completed by the Joint Construction General Company, and it is an incomplete version. Where can you go to check the standard?

So everyone has their own reasons, and the situation looks troublesome, but in reality, it's not troublesome, but it's also very complex.

Now the problem Meng Niansheng has to solve is no longer the No. 4 furnace, but what result Deputy Director Su wants.

He must hand in an answer sheet, at least not worse than the previous rounds of investigations, but asking him to fully cooperate with Deputy Director Su's opinion is a joke.

Meng Niansheng didn't reach this position by relying on Su Weide. Work is work. He cherishes his career, but he is far from being crazy.

To put it most pragmatically, which Yama can he provoke?

Officer Zhang is quite active and has been running on the front line of the investigation, but there are some things he can't see, nor can he see through.

Investigating Jinmen Shunfeng must be Deputy Director Su's idea, because last time he stabbed Director Li in the back at this position.

But subsequently, Jinmen Shunfeng stopped business for rectification. After resuming operations, the management and execution layers were all replaced, and the attitude explained everything.

This kind of loophole won't appear again and again, and Meng Niansheng has been working at the Group headquarters. He knows that this loophole isn't that easy for Deputy Director Su to grasp, and it almost cost him his life.

Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, as an outsider, he has a few guesses, but he doesn't dare to speak them out.

Back then, Deputy Director Su arranged for Zhou Zechuan, the person in charge of the discipline inspection group at the time, to investigate this matter. The result is self-evident.

And coincidentally, Zhou Zechuan is in Steel City at this time, and is the deputy factory director in charge of production at the metallurgical plant. Isn't this ridiculous enough?

He doesn't want to be the second Zhou Zechuan, nor does he want to be a pawn for Su Weide. This matter must be handled according to his own thinking.

The case can be investigated, but it cannot be endlessly involved and linked. Seek truth from facts, investigate what there is, and don't imagine things out of thin air.

Today is a warning to Officer Zhang. He believes that the people in this team should understand some things next and restrain some thoughts.

If there is any more messing around like this, he won't be polite.

"Tell Jingcheng that the computer has been bought."

Li Xuewu was handling documents while giving instructions to Zhang Enyuan. He had been very busy all morning and hadn't gotten up since he sat down.

Zhang Enyuan was also busy. After refilling his teacup with hot tea, he went to make a phone call, not even noticing Bu Qingfang coming in.

"Why are you so busy—"

"Mm? Hehe, a rare guest." Li Xuewu heard her voice, looked up and smiled: "Sit wherever you want, make the tea yourself."

"Just came from Haiyang's side, drank enough." Bu Qingfang sat opposite his desk, smiling and complaining: "His mouth is really fragmented."

"Hahaha, is that so—" Li Xuewu asked with a smile: "Discussing life with you again?"

"He treats me as a confidante sister." Bu Qingfang rubbed her forehead helplessly, looked at him busy, and asked: "So busy lately?"

"Can't help it—" Li Xuewu glanced at her and explained: "Representatives from Jingcheng Chemical and Liaodong Industry are here, do you know?"

"Mm, I know." Bu Qingfang nodded and asked: "How are the negotiations going?"

"Don't know, I didn't ask in detail."

Li Xuewu picked up his teacup and took a small sip. Even if he knew, he wouldn't tell Bu Qingfang. This still belonged to confidential content.

"I'm only responsible for providing the venue and tea, food and accommodation are self-cared, hehehe—"

"I heard, bring your own meal tickets."

Bu Qingfang smiled and clapped her hands: "You really have it, 'brothers settle accounts clearly,' this principle has been grasped by you."

"Originally it was, I even lost money on this."

Li Xuewu complained not without reason: "The big leaders of both sides came, and I still had to entertain them. Doesn't this count as money?"

"Hehehe—" Bu Qingfang smiled and raised her eyebrows, looking at him and asking softly: "Tell me, how much can you earn this time?"

"What for?" Li Xuewu asked alertly: "Want to use money?"

"Nonsense, which unit is not short of money now." Bu Qingfang curled her lips: "The thermal power acquisition project is short of money."

"You control so many mineral resources, the cash flow of Joint Energy shouldn't be tight."

Li Xuewu sized her up and asked: "How much budget have you spent on acquisitions in the last quarter?"

"All of it." Bu Qingfang wanted to make up a reason, but facing Li Xuewu, she could only spread her hands frankly: "Really no money left."

"Spent the whole year's budget in three quarters?" Li Xuewu looked at her amusedly and asked: "Then how do you plan to spend the fourth quarter?"

"Sigh—" Bu Qingfang let out a long sigh: "I'm confused now, I don't know how to explain it to President Jing."

"Hehe—" Li Xuewu grinned and said: "It doesn't matter, you are a female comrade, at worst go to her office and cry."

"Forget it, I'm afraid it's not shameful enough—" Bu Qingfang rolled her eyes at him: "Can't you lend me some out of kindness?"

"Or at least help me think of an idea, you wouldn't just stand there and watch the fun, would you?"

"Then who do you blame? You spent the money, and you want me to wipe your ass?" Li Xuewu didn't take her bait and said very bluntly: "I won't lie to you, I don't have a cent in my hand either, I'm also living by borrowing money."

"I believe your ghost—" Bu Qingfang curled her lips: "You are always calculating, and you can still live by borrowing money?"

"If you are really living by borrowing money, then tell me where the money was borrowed from, and I will also thicken my face and go borrow a sum."

"Then you are really thick-faced."

Li Xuewu said amusedly: "Why should I tell you? Just because you dare to be tough with me."

"Just heard you say the computer was bought."

Bu Qingfang was quite cunning. Only then did she show her bottom card, raised her eyebrows: "That pile of broken copper and iron is worth millions, can't it be lent to us to tide over the difficulties?"

"I sympathize with your encounter, but I also express regret for your opinion. That's not broken copper and iron, that's high technology."

Li Xuewu smiled helplessly and said: "Deputy Director Dong went to Hongcheng, just let him bring it back. That's equipment for the research institute."

"Really extravagant—" Bu Qingfang complained: "There is already a set at the bank, and you still want to buy."

"Director Li said it's very worth it, because technology changes industry."

Li Xuewu tapped the document with the pencil in his hand and looked at her: "Haven't asked you yet, how many power plants have been acquired?"

"Seven, currently being rectified and connected to the grid."

Bu Qingfang said somewhat exhausted: "Originally, we could borrow Shenfei's strength to gamble, but they withdrew halfway."

"You wouldn't blame me for not taking care of you, would you?"

Li Xuewu spread his palms and said: "Really no way, I was also forced to be helpless, had no other choice."

"I know—" Bu Qingfang nodded very understandingly and said somewhat annoyed: "They are crazy, how are they all stinky chess players."

"They want to gamble, very normal."

Li Xuewu didn't want to talk about this matter, shrugged his shoulders and said: "The President of the Santa Ya Group, Chantal, is in Steel City. You can go see her and see if you can get a low-interest loan internationally. It's worth a gamble."

"Can it be done in the name of additional investment for Joint Energy?" Bu Qingfang looked at him and asked: "Loans aren't easy, right?"

"What's easy?" Li Xuewu sighed and said: "Don't think about additional investment. You won't have such projects unless you achieve results here."

"But your opportunity now is just right." He sized Bu Qingfang up and asked: "Is the personnel structure straightened out?"

"Mm, almost." Bu Qingfang's mood became heavy when she mentioned this topic. A fight to the death, although she won, she also lost.

It was the review and investigation action that Li Xue participated in. The Joint Energy General Company cleared out hundreds of people and punished more than three hundred.

The effect was naturally immediate. Bu Qingfang cleared out the remaining poison and arranged a large number of young cadres supported by the Group into grassroots management positions.

These young cadres had literacy, passion, principles, and followed the rules, and soon raised the development speed of Joint Energy by a level.

But this way of handling problems within energy also revealed Bu Qingfang's impatient personality, and she got a low score in organizational management ability.

If it weren't for her achievements in business expansion, after this round of personnel adjustments, she wouldn't be far from being adjusted.

Open source and throttle, the flow is throttled, it must be open source.

"How long until the Yingcheng refining is launched, how long until it operates?"

Bu Qingfang was very concerned about this, looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "Does Joint Energy have a chance to participate in this project?"

"This is a whole project." Li Xuewu gathered his hands and said: "Even the Santa Ya Group is in it."

"You don't have to worry about this matter now. The Yingcheng refinery will definitely connect with you. You should still use these two years to prepare for the sales end and transportation end problems."

Li Xuewu pointed at the desktop and reminded her: "Road transportation has risks, and with the current road coverage, efficiency won't be very high."

"You have to think about how to combine rail and road. At least it should be like this for now, and gas stations should also be built and prepared."

"No money." Bu Qingfang rubbed her face with a bitter smile and said: "Now what we earn can't keep up with what we invest."

"That means you aren't earning enough."

Li Xuewu looked at her and said: "Whether it's coal or other ores, you must over-fulfill the tasks and increase production capacity."

"If you can't even complete the planned tasks given by Liaodong, how can you expect to realize the profits of extra-planned production capacity."

He reminded her very bluntly: "The Group is also watching when you can achieve this day. Their patience won't be much."

"It seems I can only go beg that Frenchman." Bu Qingfang hesitated and said: "Can a loan in the name of Joint Energy work?"

"Why not?" Li Xuewu said very seriously: "You are a joint venture enterprise. If you have difficulties, you have to trouble the shareholders to help. Otherwise, what are they for? Just waiting for dividends?"

Just after sending Bu Qingfang away, Li Xuewu's office welcomed Zhang Songying. The two hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. When they met, they were both very emotional.

"Leader, you are busier than before."

Zhang Songying wore a well-fitting woolen coat. Liaodong was already blowing cold wind at this time, and this outfit was really warm.

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile and said: "Haven't seen you for almost a year, you are busier than me."

"You can't criticize me like that."

Zhang Songying sat opposite him with a smile. It was the position Bu Qingfang had just sat in. She put down the bag in her hand and said: "I wanted to see you but had no opportunity."

"I believe this." Li Xuewu nodded with a look of disbelief, which made Zhang Songying laugh again.

"There must be something you came to find me for, right?"

Li Xuewu could imagine why Zhang Songying took the initiative to distance herself from him. Was it a kind of self-knowledge, or a manifestation of being content with what one has?

After Zhang Songying sized him up carefully, she seemed really content. She smiled and said: "Indeed, I have something to ask of you. It's about the Jicheng Chinese Medicine Preparation Factory."

"Mm, say it, what's the problem."

Li Xuewu crossed his hands in front of his chest and listened to her very seriously.

"In the past two years, we have united with many TCM hospitals and collected cosmetic medicine prescriptions for scientific research and attack, and have finally achieved some results, but now we have encountered difficulties in transformation."

She frowned slightly and explained: "The product plan is on our desk, but our factory doesn't have the production capacity."

"What about raw materials? How are they?"

Li Xuewu didn't talk nonsense and asked bluntly: "According to the production expectation, can raw materials meet production needs?"

"Currently, the measurement is that it can, because these factories are producing some products, and there is a surplus in raw material acquisition."

Zhang Songying knew his style of doing things very well, took out several documents from her bag and handed them over.

Li Xuewu saw the project plan, read the content in detail, and then nodded and said: "You can contact the Savings Bank for a loan."

He raised his head and said: "Contact Catherine, the general manager of Jilixing Shipping. She is currently doing a precision equipment import project."

He put away the project plan in his hand, nodded slowly and introduced: "Tell her what equipment you need. East Germany has a certain foundation in Western medicine and biochemical preparation processes and equipment. You don't need to worry about this."

"If special equipment can't be gotten, she also has ways to help you find it from Western Europe. It definitely won't be difficult."

He pointed at the document he pushed over again and said: "For the calculation of production formulas, you can seek help from the research institute. I can help you say hello here too."

"That would be too great." Zhang Songying didn't expect that the problem would be solved so quickly when it reached him. She nodded with a smile and said: "One thing doesn't bother two masters, you also help us say hello to the Joint Savings Bank, so it will be easier for us to handle."

"You are all in the same Group, and you have such a detailed plan, still worried about not being able to get a loan?"

Li Xuewu glanced at her amusedly. Seeing her pouting with a look of request, he had to shake his head and said: "Their vice president is here. I'll tell her when I see her."

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"It's no trouble." Li Xuewu stood up to see her off and asked, "Are you here in Steel City specifically for this matter? Or are you just passing through?"

"I'm heading to Jicheng, and I'm in a rush."

Zhang Songying explained apologetically, "I still have to go confirm things at the factory over there; otherwise, I won't have any peace of mind."

"I see. Go ahead, and take care of yourself." Li Xuewu smiled, standing at the doorway as he said to her, "You can also call if anything comes up."

Zhang Songying was definitely not here to reminisce or catch up, and Li Xuewu had no intention of asking her to stay; this tacit understanding was a mutual respect for one another.

For a female worker to reach where she was today, controlling the Red Steel Group's cosmeceutical industry, was already a limit; her knowledge and hard work combined made her realize that further progress would be the destruction of herself and her career.

Therefore, knowing when to stop was also a form of wisdom.

Looking at the plan she had just given him, Yazi Cosmeceuticals covered most products on the Hong Kong market, and it insisted on using the mindset of Traditional Chinese Medicine to reshape the definition of a cosmeceutical brand.

Steel City still had great trust in Traditional Chinese Medicine, especially among the general public, who would often choose TCM clinics when medical care was difficult to access.

Lou Xiaoe was a ruthless character; she was willing to spend money to optimize her industries, and her promotion of the dangers of chemical products versus the gentleness of herbal medicine had been permeating the entire market.

The cosmeceutical market was vast; otherwise, Zhang Songying wouldn't be in such a hurry to raise funds to renovate the processing plant, nor would she be begging him to buy advanced equipment.

So, thinking about today, why was Li Xuewu willing to help Zhang Songying find a way, yet refused Bu Qingfang?

Of course, it wasn't about personal relationships; it had to do with the project itself.

How much could the technology and equipment upgrades for Zhang Songying's few processing plants cost? The United Savings Bank was fully capable of bearing it.

Furthermore, the cosmeceutical industry had a fast turnover, low costs, and high profits; if one seized the opportunity, it could absolutely create high returns.

But the power plant was different; this was the foundation of heavy industry, and any additional investment by the United Savings Bank had to be able to convince the shareholders.

The most critical point was that even if Li Xuewu helped Bu Qingfang get ten million this time, it wouldn't be enough for United Energy.

Given Bu Qingfang's personality, she would love to integrate all the problematic power plants in the entire Northeast region and form a power grid company in one go.

But this was impossible; the Red Steel Group couldn't come up with that much money, and even if they emptied the cash flow of all the shareholders, it couldn't be realized.

Even if it were realized, with the current integrity of the power grid, that would be a massive project measured in the hundreds of millions, and the Red Steel Group didn't have that capability.

Gradual progress was the correct approach, so Li Xuewu told her to go ask Chantal for a loan; international loans required an assessment of the project itself, and it would also let her know what consequences would arise if this project were too radical.

The pressure had made Bu Qingfang lose her way a bit, and even Li Xuewu's reminders might not be useful; however, a foreign monk chanting scriptures might be able to wake her up.

"How much is this going to cost?"

At the end of October, Gao Yaqin was invited to Steel City to discuss the large aircraft project, and Bai Changmin came over to join the conversation upon hearing the news.

The negotiations between Beijing Chemical and Liaodong Industry were still ongoing, but the dawn was already visible; both sides clearly knew what they needed from each other, so there was a vibe that no one was going to leave until the deal was done.

Li Xuewu had long been sick of him; he would run to his office whenever he had nothing to do, either complaining or rambling on, without saying a single useful thing.

Well, that couldn't be said entirely; at least they had come up with the name for Beijing Chemical after it became a group, calling it the Northern Chemical Industry Group.

It sounded a bit more high-class than the Red Star Steel Group; at least the industries they were engaged in were all chemical categories, unlike the Red Steel Group, which was so miscellaneous.

"I haven't been in contact with this kind of business, but looking at it, this thing doesn't look like it can be used, right?"

Gao Yaqin was also confused; she held the documents and asked Li Xuewu, "What can we do with an Ilyushin-12 once we buy it back? A payload of 2.6 tons?"

"But it can fly 3,300 kilometers." Li Xuewu held his teacup, glanced at her, and reminded her, "It flies slowly, but it's safe enough."

"Huh?" Gao Yaqin didn't understand what he meant; she raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean by 'safe enough'?"

"It means it can be used as a passenger plane or a private jet." Bai Changmin smiled and reminded her, "This thing is indeed quite safe; it's just a bit old."

"The Santa Ya Group will help with the modifications and upgrades." Li Xuewu put down his teacup and explained, "Updating the internal instruments will make it more suitable for modern flight."

"Over three thousand kilometers, from here we can fly to..." Bai Changmin gestured with his hand, unable to imagine it, then stood up and went to the map hanging on the wall to calculate.

Gao Yaqin twitched the corner of her mouth, looked at the information in her hand, and asked, "How much money do you intend to spend to set up this antique transport company?"

"Don't worry about whether it's a black cat or a white cat, a small cat or an old cat; as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat." Li Xuewu said with a smile, "Domestic shipping tasks are quite tight, so entering the market at this time is just right."

"Military supplies, third-line construction materials, medical disaster relief supplies, aerospace transport, international aid transport, mail and high-value small item transport, and so on."

He counted them off on his fingers for Gao Yaqin, then emphasized with a smile, "As long as the transport company is set up, the first business is already prepared."

"What?" Gao Yaqin looked at him in surprise and asked, "You even have this prepared?"

"It's not me, it's At." Li Xuewu smiled and explained, "At hopes to deploy these weapons he bought faster."

"What weapons? Those gas canisters?"