Chapter 301

Seeing that instant joy on Ran Ran Qiuye's face, Li Li Xuewu felt that happiness for girls at this time was so simple.

Especially those curved corners of her mouth; between her brows, there was both the greenness of a girl's first love and the beauty of a ripe peach.

Ran Ran Qiuye looked at Li Li Xuewu in the sun, and Li Li Xuewu also looked at Ran Ran Qiuye, who was in the prime of her life, soft and beautiful.

It wasn't that Ran Ran Qiuye was as beautiful as a flower or a country-toppling beauty, but it was this time, this place, this emotion, and this scene.

A warm afternoon, the sun shining in the courtyard, on the lazy cat, and on the young man and woman looking at each other.

Just imagine, a beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth, without any makeup, standing in front of you, looking up at you with admiring, clear eyes.

And holding a lunch box of dumplings with both hands, handing it to you.

Isn't this just pure idol drama?

Don't say people in this era don't understand romance!

Don't say the vision of this era is conservative!

Don't say people in this era are useless, old-fashioned, and stubborn!

Just look at Old Man Zhang, who was standing under the window of the guard room, frowning but still seriously watching this side, and you'd know.

"This little brat is seducing a big girl again!"

"Meow~"

Li Li Xuewu didn't hear Old Man Zhang's words. If he had, Li Li Xuewu would definitely have complained.

Why "again"?

Why "seducing a big girl"?

Clearly, it was his own brilliance, and the big girl had stuck to him herself, right?

Saying Li Li Xuewu fell in love with Ran Ran Qiuye at first sight was nonsense; Li Li Xuewu wouldn't fall in love with anyone at first sight.

Because Li Li Xuewu was too calm and rational; such people lacked romance and always thought about controlling the scene.

Li Li Xuewu even wanted to control the direction of the case, let alone his emotions.

But for Li Li Xuewu to "give himself" or "turn a blind eye" to Ran Ran Qiuye was impossible.

Li Li Xuewu's emotional intelligence was terrifyingly high; how could he not see Ran Ran Qiuye's thoughts?

Li Li Xuewu wouldn't do things that deceived himself.

He wouldn't fall in love with anyone at first sight, but after coming to this era, seeing these girls with pure thoughts, clean smiles, and agile minds, Li Li Xuewu had a good impression of all of them.

This might be what later generations called a "scumbag."

But since coming to this era, Li Li Xuewu hadn't "scummed" any big girl.

So on a moral level, Li Li Xuewu felt he hadn't lost his virtue.

Except for Sister-in-law Yu Li.

Sister-in-law Yu Li's side had more or less carried some personal grievances at the beginning.

Later on...

It was really pitiful for Sister-in-law Yu Li.

Although Yu Li didn't say anything to Li Li Xuewu, just from her attitude of caring about Li Li Xuewu's body, he knew she had once "worn out" a number, so she cherished Li Li Xuewu's body even more.

Li Li Xuewu had met several women living as "living widows"; how could he watch Sister-in-law Yu Li, who had a good relationship with him and whose husband Brother Jiecheng was working for him, become a resentful woman?

Hey, Li Li Xuewu was also a soft-hearted person.

Who could say Li Li Xuewu was wrong?

Just like the readers, Li Li Xuewu was nothing more than having love and responsibility.

Actually, it wasn't Sister-in-law Yu Li's fault for being careful; the "number" she practiced before might have had a low initial value, so no matter how careful she was, it couldn't be practiced.

Now she had met Li Li Xuewu, who had full talent points, so she was so attentive.

Meeting Ran Ran Qiuye was something Li Li Xuewu hadn't expected.

Li Li Xuewu swore he absolutely hadn't had any crooked thoughts about Ran Ran Qiuye.

It was just that the fragrance of the dumplings in his hand was a bit strong.

"Cough~ Cough!"

A deliberate cough came from the guard room, waking up the young man and woman looking at each other.

Li Li Xuewu glanced at Old Man Zhang, who was looking this way with squinted eyes, and smiled at Ran Ran Qiuye, who was lowering her head in embarrassment: "Thank you for your dumplings; they smell quite fragrant."

"You're welcome~"

Ran Ran Qiuye blushed, lowered her head, and said to Li Li Xuewu: "They were wrapped just for you."

Hearing the two start thanking each other again, the damn sour, rotten smell of love in the air made Old Man Zhang feel sour in his mouth, and he couldn't help but cough hard again.

"Cough! Cough! Cough~"

Don't mind him; Old Man Zhang might be allergic to love, or maybe he just didn't want this little brat to succeed and be proud.

Li Li Xuewu smiled and asked Ran Ran Qiuye: "I had something to do that day, and I didn't ask if you found your shoes. I didn't even know when you left; I'm really sorry."

Hearing Li Li Xuewu say this, Ran Ran Qiuye's face turned even redder.

Mentioning shoes made her think of feet, and Li Li Xuewu also thought of those white, tender feet.

"I found them. I saw you were busy, so I didn't disturb you. I left you a note."

"Hmm."

Looking at Ran Ran Qiuye, who was hurriedly explaining to him, Li Li Xuewu squinted and smiled: "I saw it."

Li Li Xuewu said he "saw it," not "read it."

Because he hadn't read it at all; it was still in his pocket.

A scumbag among scumbags.

Li Li Xuewu had received many such love letters before, and he mostly didn't read them.

Ran Ran Qiuye lowered her head completely after hearing Li Li Xuewu's words.

Because the situation was dangerous yesterday, Ran Ran Qiuye was in danger herself, and was suddenly saved. Moreover, it was late at night, so the words written must have been... pink and ambiguous.

This was very normal; cultured people were willing to write moods and words in the middle of the night, not just because they liked the quiet environment.

More importantly, inspiration was abundant.

Otherwise, why would some serious cultured people always write the pink words their readers loved to see in the middle of the night?

Ran Ran Qiuye thought Li Li Xuewu had already read those contents, so she lowered her head shyly.

To tell the truth, Ran Ran Qiuye regretted writing those contents; now that she thought about it, it was too impulsive.

After finishing speaking, the two seemed to have nothing to say again, but Ran Ran Qiuye felt there were many things she wanted to say.

Even if she couldn't say it, just standing here, standing in the same beam of sunlight as the man in front of her, made her feel that this winter was different.

Even if the whole winter was still cold, today was definitely warm.

Ran Ran Qiuye felt that Li Li Xuewu's gaze had warmed even the sunlight.

Li Li Xuewu felt Ran Ran Qiuye's change and said with a smile: "Why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

"No, no."

Ran Ran Qiuye waved her hand, looked at Li Li Xuewu, and said: "I just came to deliver dumplings to you today. You get busy; I'm going back."

Li Li Xuewu said with a smile: "What about the lunch box? I won't be here tomorrow."

Ran Ran Qiuye looked at Li Li Xuewu's smiling face and asked with a smile: "Where will you be tomorrow?"

"I don't know, hahaha."

"Hahahaha."

The two seemed to have said something funny and laughed together.

Li Li Xuewu walked backward toward the courtyard, shaking the lunch box in his hand, and said with a smile: "I'll find you again. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, or maybe even later."

After Li Li Xuewu finished this sentence, he turned and walked into the courtyard.

Ran Ran Qiuye stood at the gate, watching Li Li Xuewu's back blend into the sunlight.

Just as Li Li Xuewu was about to disappear into the courtyard gate, she didn't know where Ran Ran Qiuye got the courage—maybe it was love.

"Li Li Xuewu! I'll wait for you!"

Li Li Xuewu turned back and waved his right hand.

Ran Ran Qiuye got a response and watched Li Li Xuewu disappear into the courtyard gate, still looking reluctantly.

Until the gate of the guard room was opened, making a "creaking" sound.

Ran Ran Qiuye turned her head and saw it was the guard old man who had been looking at her side.

Old Man Zhang saw the big girl who was smiling politely at him and frowned, muttering to himself: "What a sin~"

"Go back, it's cold~"

"Yes!"

Ran Ran Qiuye nodded at the guard old man, looked back at the courtyard, walked out of the gate, pushed her bicycle, and went home.

Old Man Zhang frowned and looked at the direction Ran Ran Qiuye left, then looked at the courtyard of the street.

"Entering the red dust, falling into the red dust, why does fate tease people; love comes, love goes, all because fate is destined by heaven!"

Li Li Xuewu carried the lunch box into Director Wang's office, which earned him a glare from his godmother.

"Are you hungry?"

"No~"

Li Li Xuewu put the lunch box on the coffee table in embarrassment, then sat on the wooden sofa.

"Just holding the lunch box and standing there, there were many eyes in the courtyard; how could I be embarrassed?"

"Heh."

Director Wang curled her lip and said: "With your character of cherishing flowers and loving jade, how many women are enough for you? If you have a girlfriend, treat her well; stop talking about these useless things."

After scolding Li Li Xuewu, Director Wang stood up, walked to the sofa, sat down, and asked Li Li Xuewu: "The bicycles, watches, radios, etc., here need to be sold. Your recycling shop has opened, right? Didn't you think about taking them all over?"

Li Li Xuewu was startled by his godmother's words and hurriedly waved his hand: "Forget it, godmother. How could I have such ability? It adds up to several thousand yuan."

Director Wang looked at Li Li Xuewu and said: "A while ago, you didn't move less to your home. Why didn't you say you didn't have money then?"

Li Li Xuewu paused, then sat up straight and asked: "Godmother, there won't be any taboos about this, right?"

Director Wang glared at Li Li Xuewu and pointed to the lunch box on the table: "Are there no taboos about this?"

Li Li Xuewu chuckled twice, then explained: "Wen San'er said it was some families preparing to move south, selling furniture and household appliances, so we collected them. We have formal procedures."

"If something happens, no procedures will be useful."

Director Wang said casually, crossing her legs: "When the time comes, whatever you say will be wrong, and whatever you do will be wrong. Who can save you?"

Li Li Xuewu pondered for a moment and said: "I know the reason for this matter, but we are just collecting scrap, and we have no connection with them."

Director Wang shook her head and said: "They think they are doing it secretly, but in fact, if there were no tacit approval from some people, could they walk out of the Four Nine Cities?"

Li Li Xuewu nodded, then asked: "Then, godmother, are we collecting this miscellaneous goods?"

Director Wang thought for a while and said: "Collect them. If anyone asks in the future, just say it's items from this case, organized by the neighborhood, a task entrusted to the recycling station, with funds advanced and profits shared equally."

After saying this, Director Wang looked at Li Li Xuewu again and asked: "You don't feel bad, do you?"

"How could I!"

Li Li Xuewu picked up the kettle beside the coffee table and poured water for his godmother.

"My mother is helping me; how could I not see that?"

Director Wang watched Li Li Xuewu busy himself.

"Willing to give, willing to take. If you have something to give, you will have something to take. What you get is much more than this."

"Yes, I know, Mom. I'll tell Wen San'er when I go back tonight and send the money over tomorrow."

Director Wang stood up, walked to the desk, picked up a document, handed it to Li Li Xuewu, and said: "This is the authorization letter."

Li Li Xuewu saw that his godmother had prepared it for him early, and he was very moved as he stood up and took the document.

"Thank you, Mom!"

"Think twice before you act in the future."

"I know, Mom."

Just as Shen Fang muttered in his heart, there was no natural-born handsome talent who commanded with ease; it was nothing more than someone backing Li Li Xuewu behind his back.

In the Rolling Mill, there was a young Division Chief like Dong Wenxue to provide a bottom line, so Li Li Xuewu could let go of his hands and feet to fight against Fu Bin.

Otherwise, how could Li Li Xuewu, a 19-year-old young tiger, have the ability to fight against an old fox like Fu Bin?

In the neighborhood station, Li Li Xuewu had Director Wang to support him, and Zheng Zheng Fuhua's appreciation, so Li Li Xuewu could stand on the street and shout, "I want to fight ten!"

Otherwise, how could Li Li Xuewu have the guts to clean up Wei Guo and Wei Min?

Is Li Li Xuewu arrogant?

He is just that arrogant!

What if he encounters someone more formidable than Li Li Xuewu?

There was also his godfather Zheng Zheng Shusen, his mother-in-law Editor Ding, his master Teacher Han...

So Li Li Xuewu didn't rely on fighting and killing all the way, but on human relationships.

Li Li Xuewu, who was as clever as a demon, was ultimately a man, and no matter how flawless he did things, there would be shortcomings.

Fortunately, Li Li Xuewu had noble people supporting him all the way, and his fault tolerance rate was countless times that of others.

Just like now, Li Li Xuewu ran in front, and Director Wang patched things up behind Li Li Xuewu.

Director Wang pointed to the lunch box on the coffee table and said: "Leave this here. I'll return the lunch box for you later."

"Yes, godmother."

Li Li Xuewu agreed with a smile, then whispered: "You eat the dumplings, Mom; don't take them back."

"Do I need you to tell me? Go do your work!"

"Yes, thank you, Mom."

Li Li Xuewu agreed and went out the door.

It wasn't that Li Li Xuewu was heartless, giving away the loving lunch box so casually.

Nor was Li Li Xuewu obsessed with power, treating women and love as appendages.

It was just that at this age, he was used to seeing the essence through the appearance.

Didn't Director Wang know Li Li Xuewu's nature?

She knew, but she might just be managing these things on the surface.

There were too many eyes in the courtyard. Li Li Xuewu took Ran Ran Qiuye's lunch box and brought it into Director Wang's room without taking it out; no one could say anything.

But if Li Li Xuewu took it and ate it, it might become a thing in the future.

What Director Wang could do was eat the dumplings in front of these people at night.

Filial piety from her godson; who could say anything?

Another thing was that Director Wang just pointed Li Li Xuewu out and didn't go deep into Li Li Xuewu, because the impression Li Li Xuewu gave her was no longer that of a child who didn't understand anything.

The growing Li Li Xuewu made too many people see hope, and made too many people willing to push Li Li Xuewu, watching him walk to a higher place to shelter them from the wind and rain.

Did Li Li Xuewu know his godmother's thoughts?

He knew. After many years of political struggle, winning and losing, Li Li Xuewu saw through human relationships.

For this godmother, Li Li Xuewu was more willing to treat her as a relative, connecting the relationship more closely through family affection.

This was also where Li Li Xuewu differed from others.

He wasn't willing to bind relationships with interests, including Wen San'er, Old Man Biao, and others.

Even the neighbors in the courtyard, Li Li Xuewu didn't say he had completely turned against anyone.

Everyone has daily bickering, and no one holds a grudge against Li Li Xuewu.

Whether Li Li Xuewu left this box of dumplings here or took it away had nothing to do with Ran Ran Qiuye.

From the moment Li Li Xuewu took this box of dumplings, he knew that no matter how fragrant they were, he couldn't eat them now.

So as soon as Director Wang spoke, Li Li Xuewu left the lunch box.

As for the beauty of the world, this wasn't a problem for Li Li Xuewu.

Li Li Xuewu came here because his godmother gave him a look when the "meeting ended" just now.

Li Li Xuewu deliberately stood in the courtyard and waited for a while, just so it wouldn't be so conspicuous.

Not everyone in this courtyard was a comrade; there were also bad people among the masses.

These people were a truckload of those who couldn't succeed but could ruin things.

Li Li Xuewu went out the door and saw Han Han Yating, who had gone to raid Fu Fu Zhanghua's house, return.

"Li Kezhang, the things and money searched from Jinyu Jinyu Hutong have been sent for filing, and the people there have been sent to the Beixinqiao station."

"Was it smooth?"

Li Li Xuewu raised his hand to check the time; it hadn't been long.

Han Han Yating nodded and said: "Everything was on the surface. I checked, and there was no hiding."

"Hmm."

Li Li Xuewu instructed Han Han Yating: "Interrogate the two women and compare their confessions."

"Yes."

Han Han Yating said yes, and reported again: "I took a rough look. There actually wasn't much in Fu Fu Zhanghua's house. There wasn't much money, just some floating wealth. It's just that their food and use might be more exquisite because there were women there."

Li Li Xuewu nodded to show he knew. He wasn't concerned about how much money or things were searched from Fu Fu Zhanghua's house now; anyway, they weren't his things.

Besides, he had already guessed that Fu Fu Zhanghua's assets weren't much, because the person who looked for these people who wouldn't scatter eagles until they saw rabbits must be the one who took the money.

Fu Fu Zhanghua was just a passing god of wealth.

Li Li Xuewu also couldn't understand why Fu Bin was willing to let his son take the blame and be the person on the surface.

He let Han Han Yating divide Fu Fu Zhanghua's interrogation record into several parts, separating those about Fu Fu Haibo, Fu Bin, and others.

Han Han Yating didn't know why Li Li Xuewu did this, but she still agreed.

Just as Han Han Yating was about to make the record, she suddenly remembered something, turned around, and reported to Li Li Xuewu: "Li Kezhang, Division Chief Fu just asked for the phone to be transferred here."

"Did he say anything?"

"Li Kezhang..."

Han Han Yating looked hesitantly at the people around her, then walked to the door. Li Li Xuewu frowned and walked to the door to look at Han Han Yating.

Han Han Yating reported to Li Li Xuewu in a low voice: "Division Chief Fu's tone on the phone wasn't right. He questioned where you went, why you didn't go to work, and even said whether you were a cadre of the Rolling Mill or a cadre of the station..."

"Heh."

Li Li Xuewu smiled and said: "He's anxious, and he's panicked."

"Li Kezhang."

Han Han Yating said worriedly: "Our evidence is already enough, right? Can't we...? I'm afraid they'll jump over the wall in a hurry!"

Li Li Xuewu looked at Han Han Yating and said: "Remember, the law speaks of evidence, and politics speaks of rules."

"Li Kezhang, do you mean we can't handle Fu Bin this time?"

Han Han Yating really didn't understand why, even at this point, they still couldn't handle Fu Bin.

Especially since Li Li Xuewu's layout started, every step was steady, but it was also too slow.

Li Li Xuewu smiled and said: "Have you heard of boiling a frog in warm water?"

Han Han Yating shook her head, not understanding the meaning of Li Li Xuewu's words.

"Politics is like this. If you want to permanently eliminate a person's threat, you must remove his influence bit by bit. In this way, his harmfulness will become smaller, just like dismantling a bomb."

"These are the rules of politics. Fu Bin understands this too well; he won't take risks and do excessive things."

"And what I have to do now is to slowly reduce his influence until he is left alone, and that is when he will fall into the mortal world and never be able to turn over."

Han Han Yating shuddered at Li Li Xuewu's words. She was also dealing with a cadre of Fu Bin's level for the first time and hadn't been exposed to such intense political struggle.

Moreover, Fu Bin was still her leader.

Before, she always handled cases according to the law, finding bad people and catching them.

Today, after hearing Li Li Xuewu's words, she had a deeper understanding of security work.

At this time, Han Han Yating also knew Li Li Xuewu's determination—that was to let Fu Bin fall into the mortal world and never be able to turn over.

Whether from a personal level or a political level.

This was also the reason for the deprivation of political rights often seen in later judgments, which won't be explained or extended here.

"You work hard these few days and watch Picha Jinyu Hutong. If Fu Bin has no unusual movements, don't bother with him, but if he moves things out or has any intention to escape, detain him directly!"

"Yes."

Han Han Yating knew Li Li Xuewu and Fu Bin were about to tear their faces apart. She agreed and asked again: "Are we waiting for Secretary Yang to come?"

"It's not time yet."

Li Li Xuewu shook his head and said: "Add another fire, burn the water hotter, and make those who want to cover the lid feel hot."

Han Han Yating nodded and turned back to sort the documents.

The longer she was in contact with Li Li Xuewu, the more Han Han Yating respected and admired Li Li Xuewu, and the less personal feelings she had for Li Li Xuewu.

This might be the reason why the higher the leader's position, the simpler the relationship.

At the beginning, Han Han Yating had a good impression of Li Li Xuewu.

Young men and women working in the same office, both excellent, and talking well, it was hard not to have feelings.

But after handling so many cases with Li Li Xuewu, Han Han Yating no longer had those thoughts about Li Li Xuewu.

Han Han Yating knew Li Li Xuewu was a good leader, but not necessarily a good husband.

Because she had seen too much of Li Li Xuewu's ruthlessness and cunning, especially Li Li Xuewu's lack of mercy.

This time, Han Han Yating guessed that Fu Bin might really retire early.

But she never expected that what Li Li Xuewu arranged for Fu Bin wasn't a retirement to enjoy his old age.

It was a direct step to the end, digging the grave, and now just waiting to carry Fu Bin to his final resting place.

Ask yourself, what normal woman would dare to let such a person sleep beside her? Maybe one day, the one who would be laid to rest would be herself.

Li Li Xuewu finished speaking and stood at the door of the office, staring at the big tree in the neighborhood courtyard.

The afternoon sun gradually lost its temperature, slowly eroded by the sudden wind and snow.

Yan Brother Jiecheng carried two cloth-bag-style things and walked out of the inner courtyard gate of the neighborhood, just seeing Li Li Xuewu coming out of the office.

"Go, back to the Rolling Mill."

Li Li Xuewu greeted Yan Brother Jiecheng and walked toward the jeep.

But after walking two steps, Li Li Xuewu's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he frowned, turning to look carefully at the things Yan Brother Jiecheng was carrying.

"What the hell is this?"

Seeing Li Li Xuewu ask, Yan Brother Jiecheng shook the two things in his hands in embarrassment.

"This... this is my dad's bicycle."

"What is it?"

Li Li Xuewu raised his voice, stared, and looked carefully at the things in Yan Brother Jiecheng's hands again. He suspected this guy hadn't woken up and was talking nonsense with him.

But Li Li Xuewu looked carefully, hey! Wasn't it the handlebar covers on Third Uncle's bicycle...

The winter in the north is particularly cold; not only do people need to wear clothes, but objects also need to wear clothes.

The tap water pipes and faucets in the courtyard must be wrapped with rags, otherwise they will freeze.

Glass bottles containing hot water must be covered with a knitted wool bottle cover, like putting a sweater on the water bottle for insulation.

Third Uncle's little treasure had clothes. When riding a bike in winter, the hands face the wind, which is a temperature that can freeze hands off.

So when people ride bikes, not only do they wear mittens, but those who are particular will also tie handlebar covers on the handlebars.

Just like the handlebar covers of later electric bikes.

What Li Li Xuewu saw now, and what Yan Brother Jiecheng was holding, was the pair of handlebar covers on Third Uncle's bicycle.

Don't ask why Li Li Xuewu and Yan Brother Jiecheng could recognize that these were Third Uncle's.

Because even if others used old clothes or old fabrics, they were blue cotton cloth or normal fabrics, but none of them used old underpants to modify them.

Hey! Third Uncle's handlebar covers were modified from old underpants worn at home.

Cut from the crotch, the trouser legs just fit into the handlebars.

Stuff them with old cotton, put them on the handlebars, and it's like the handlebars are wearing a pair of underpants.

This wasn't even the most conspicuous part.

The most conspicuous part was when riding, Third Uncle's two hands reached into the handlebar covers, just like two hands reaching into someone's underpants.

Otherwise, why would the recognition be so high? Yan Brother Jiecheng identified his father's bike from dozens of bicycles at a glance.

But when he walked up and looked, hey, his heart went cold. Except for the handlebars, which were his father's, all other parts were someone else's.

Hu Lao San and the others were too professional; all bicycles were shuffled and reassembled.

This was also why Director Liu and the others gave up the plan to change these off-brand goods back.

Now, even if they called those three bastards, they couldn't find the numbers.

What made Li Li Xuewu quite speechless was that Yan Brother Jiecheng had really found back his father's bicycle... handlebar covers.

Seeing Li Li Xuewu looking this way, Yan Brother Jiecheng even held them up for Li Li Xuewu to see.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Li Li Xuewu took a step back, indicating he had no interest in this thing.

Even the leopard print of later generations wasn't as flamboyant as Third Uncle's.

"Are you planning to take this home to report to your dad?"

Yan Brother Jiecheng replied helplessly: "I wanted to take the handlebars back, but Director Liu wouldn't let me. This handlebar cover was already Director Liu's mercy."

Li Li Xuewu looked at Yan Brother Jiecheng's serious appearance and secretly admired the relationship between this father and son.

"Alright, you handle it yourself. You put this thing in the trunk; I'm looking at it."

Yan Brother Jiecheng also knew what was good, and dryly put the handlebar covers into the trunk.

After opening the car door and getting in, seeing Li Li Xuewu was already sitting, Yan Brother Jiecheng started the engine and drove out of the courtyard.

On the main road, Yan Brother Jiecheng looked at Li Li Xuewu from the rearview mirror. Seeing Li Li Xuewu's brow wasn't furrowed and his expression was relaxed, he gathered his courage and asked: "Li Kezhang, how is that bicycle compensated?"

Li Li Xuewu knew Yan Brother Jiecheng would ask this.

Although Yan Brother Jiecheng had separated from Third Uncle, the bones were broken and the tendons were connected; it wasn't something that could be broken just by saying so.

Moreover, Yan Brother Jiecheng had lived under Third Uncle's discipline for so many years; how could he dare not care about Third Uncle's words?

But caring was caring. Yan Brother Jiecheng clearly knew that taking these two shameful handlebar covers back would make his father's heart ache enough, but he still did it.

It had to be said that Yan Brother Jiecheng doing this carried a bit of revenge mentality.

As for asking Li Li Xuewu how to compensate, it might be to save his father from his narrow-minded illness.

"The temporary decision is cash compensation. These items will be placed at the recycling station for sale. If Third Uncle wants to buy another bicycle, he can go to the recycling station to buy one."

"Alright, I'll tell my dad when I go back."

Li Li Xuewu looked at the wicked-smiling Yan Brother Jiecheng, thinking, if this brat was going to tell his dad when he went back, did he need to take those two shameful handlebar covers back?

He didn't know who he learned this badness from.

Ignoring Yan Brother Jiecheng, Li Li Xuewu closed his eyes.

Seeing Li Li Xuewu close his eyes, Yan Brother Jiecheng didn't dare to disturb him. He already knew what he should know, so he focused on driving and didn't ask any more questions.

Entering the Rolling Mill, Li Li Xuewu got off the car in front of the office building.

Yan Brother Jiecheng opened the car door and asked: "Li Kezhang, do you need the car later?"

Li Li Xuewu turned back and looked at Yan Brother Jiecheng: "I might have to go on a long trip. Prepare it; we'll drive home tonight."

"Yes."

Yan Brother Jiecheng agreed and drove the car into the garage of the small car team in the courtyard.

Because Li Li Xuewu used the car at any time, Yan Brother Jiecheng waited here and didn't return to the guard team garage.

Li Li Xuewu entered the guard building, didn't return to the office, but went straight to the third floor.

Seeing no one in the corridor and the office door closed, Li Li Xuewu didn't care whether Fu Bin was there or not, walked straight to the end, and knocked on Fu Bin's door.

"Come in."

Hearing Fu Bin was in the office, Li Li Xuewu took the document and pushed the door open.

Seeing Li Li Xuewu enter, Fu Bin frowned even more.

Looking at Fu Bin, whose brow was twisted into a knot, Li Li Xuewu reported formally: "Report."

Fu Bin put down the phone in his hand and waved his hand, signaling Li Li Xuewu to sit opposite his desk.

This meant they were going to talk about official business.

As soon as Li Li Xuewu sat down, Fu Bin began to attack.

"Li Kezhang Li! Comrade Li Li Xuewu! Do you have any sense of organization or discipline? Hmm?"

Li Li Xuewu nodded: "Yes, I accept your criticism."

Fu Bin tapped the table lightly with his hand and said: "Yes, Division Chief Wen said when he left that he would give you certain rights, but he didn't say you had the right not to come to work, right? What's going on?"

"Who are you?"

"Me?"

Li Li Xuewu laughed "hehe" and took out a cigarette, gesturing toward Fu Changhua.

Fu Changhua frowned as he looked at the Da Da Qianmen in Li Li Xuewu's hand, took one, and let Li Li Xuewu light it for him.

"Click."

After Li Li Xuewu lit one for himself, he closed the lighter lid.

"I don't even know who I am anymore."

Flicking the ash into the rice bowl before him, Li Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes and said to Fu Changhua: "Sometimes I'm a manager, sometimes I'm a sex fiend, sometimes I betray the masses and provide information to lawbreakers, sometimes I'm a devil..."

"Enough."

As Li Li Xuewu described himself, the more Fu Changhua heard, the more it didn't taste right. Wasn't this damn well talking about himself?

He said it, the more he heard, the more it sounded like him. So this grandson was playing tricks on him.

Fu Changhua growled to interrupt Li Li Xuewu, then glared at him and said: "We've reached this point; there's no need to play these ghost tricks anymore, right?"

"That's right."

Li Li Xuewu nodded and said: "I also never expected that the always self-preserving Li Kezhang Fu would have a bastard son like you."

"Hehehe."

Fu Changhua chuckled a few times, then said: "You must be Li Li Xuewu, right?"

Seeing Li Li Xuewu neither nod nor shake his head.

Fu Changhua curled his lips and said: "The Tiger of the Security Section is nothing more than this."

Li Li Xuewu was amused by Fu Changhua.

"I've never admitted that I'm any tiger or wolf. If you don't act like a human and insist on acting like a beast, even your father doesn't like others calling him an old fox, right?"

Fu Changhua exhaled a puff of smoke, then said to Li Li Xuewu: "My dad is senile; he's only thinking about helping my older brother, so he's blinded by greed and has lost his integrity in his later years."

"Oh?"

Li Li Xuewu gestured to Han Han Yating beside him with great interest, signaling her to get ready to take notes; now they were entering the interrogation session.

Even if it wasn't Li Li Xuewu interrogating, but the prisoner speaking for himself, this was still called an interrogation.

"I, on the other hand, have always maintained the proper respect for Li Kezhang Fu."

"Hehehe."

Fu Changhua chuckled and said to Li Li Xuewu: "My dad also thinks highly of you, saying how great it would be if you were his son."

"Hahahaha."

Seeing Fu Changhua laughing with relief, Li Li Xuewu also laughed heartily and easily.

Fu Changhua smoked and explained the matters inside to Li Li Xuewu like chatting about family affairs.

"My dad had two brothers; Fu Fu Haibo is my uncle's son. Because of my father's work, I lived with my uncle since I was a child and grew up with my older brother."

"When he was a child, he was better than me; he was the top student in the class, and I was the last. My uncle felt sorry for my father for not educating me well, so he always felt guilty toward me."

"When I was in middle school, I went swimming in the river and sank because of a cramp. It was my uncle who traded his life for mine."

"My father felt he owed my uncle's family, so he took great care of my older brother and always wanted him to take over my father's job."

Speaking of this, Fu Changhua looked at Li Li Xuewu and said: "Don't blame my dad; it's because you're too excellent. You're so excellent that my dad is afraid, which is why he played dirty tricks on you."

Li Li Xuewu didn't mind and smiled, signaling Fu Changhua to continue.

Fu Changhua extinguished the cigarette butt in the vegetable soup, then took another box of Huazi from his pocket, gave Li Li Xuewu one, and let Li Li Xuewu light it again.

The two of them smoked like this.

"My dad didn't expect you to progress so fast. It was all arranged that my older brother would take over Dong Wenxue's job, and later you would take over my older brother's job."

"Mm, Li Kezhang Fu's plan was quite comprehensive."

Li Li Xuewu praised him, then raised the Huazi in his hand to indicate the cigarette was good.

"Heh."

Fu Changhua shook his head and smiled, saying: "This wasn't given to me by my dad; I earned it myself."

"Ever since my uncle died, my dad hasn't liked me, putting all his focus on cultivating my older brother."

"And I became the little hooligan in the family that no one liked."

"I only made a name for myself after my older brother became the deputy section chief of the Steel City branch."

"He helped me behind my father's back and made me a manager at the Xidan market."

"Actually, my father knew about this too. How could he not know? You should have been to the vegetable market, right?"

"Mm."

Li Li Xuewu nodded and said: "Went there this morning, just came back from there. By the way."

As if remembering something, Li Li Xuewu smiled and added: "I even extorted a watermelon from the stall you set up, a big watermelon."

Saying there was no personal conflict and speaking for the public interest—wasn't this just a way of softening his stance?

"Hey, Li Xuewu, I watched you grow up, and Fu Haibo also grew up under my eyes. I think highly of both of you, but Fu Haibo is ten years older than you, and his experience and knowledge are more than yours. If you compete with him, losing isn't losing; it's winning half. After all, this deputy position will still be yours in the future."

"When I was your age, I was still eating sand in the mountains. You are already very excellent. Now what you need to learn is to take a step back and see the vast sky."

Vast sky?

Li Li Xuewu just wanted to sing "Truly Love You" to Fu Bin now.

Seeing Fu Bin talk to him about being magnanimous, Li Li Xuewu was too lazy to act with him here.

"Division Chief, I also have work to report today."

Fu Bin sat up straight and waved his hand: "Go ahead, say it. What do you have to report?"

Li Li Xuewu handed a document to Fu Bin, then said: "This is what the suspect captured when we were handling the case in the neighborhood confessed."

As soon as Fu Bin heard Li Li Xuewu say he caught someone in the neighborhood, his eyelids jumped. He thought, I hope it's not someone who knows about the matter here.

After opening the document bag and seeing that this document was an interrogation record, and then seeing the suspect's name.

"Clatter."

The document in Fu Bin's hand suddenly fell onto the desk.

Looking at the stunned Fu Bin, Li Li Xuewu said formally: "According to the confession of this person named Fu Fu Zhanghua, Fu Fu Haibo participated in and designed the implementation of harassment activities against the residents of the Rolling Mill living in Nanluoguxiang and Beixinqiao neighborhoods."