Chapter 306: Coming with Ill Intent

Watching the three lie down, Li Xuewu handed Jing Yongjie a cigarette and lit one for himself.

"Was it Station Chief Duan who suddenly called you to come?"

Jing Yongjie heard Li Xuewu's question, his hand holding the cigarette paused, then he shook the matchstick in his hand, and after the flame was completely extinguished, he placed the remaining part on the table.

This wooden table and chair had been polished exceptionally smooth by countless people's use, and the matchstick rolled a few times on the table before stopping.

Taking advantage of this time, Jing Yongjie thought about how to answer Li Xuewu's question.

"No, I happened to accompany Station Chief Duan to report today, and just happened to catch it."

Explaining this, Jing Yongjie added, "But I also volunteered to come."

"Hmm, hmm."

Li Xuewu understood Jing Yongjie's hesitation; it was nothing more than nervousness about being with a leader.

He was just afraid that answering the wrong question would make the leader unhappy.

What Jing Yongjie was worried about was exposing his ambition in front of Li Xuewu.

People at this time were still very subtle; even if they wanted to advance, they would strive for it in a roundabout way, rather than confidently fighting and grabbing for it.

There was no such thing as competitive employment in units at this time.

Even with Jing Yongjie's careful wording, Li Xuewu still understood Jing Yongjie's little thoughts.

"How come I didn't meet you during this action?"

Hearing Li Xuewu ask about the action of the past two days, Jing Yongjie said shamefully, "Station Chief Duan didn't let me participate in the undercover work in the early stages because my face was too familiar; I could only do surveillance work. Later, the action..."

Jing Yongjie glanced at Li Xuewu, then explained, "It just so happened to be my turn to be on duty at the station during the action."

Hey, this unlucky child.

Li Xuewu knew Jing Yongjie was striving for the position of deputy station chief of Jiaodaokou, but heaven didn't fulfill his wishes.

Jing Yongjie also thought he would encounter fierce resistance in this action; no matter what, he should have seen some blood, and it would be even better if a few people died.

But he never expected that blood was seen, and people died, but it was all done by the person in front of him.

The scope of this action was too large, and there were too many people; it was not easy to have highlights.

Especially in the later stages, people from Jiaodaokou and Beixinqiao were all called to interrogate the case, and the arrests were all done by the more professional guard teams and security personnel.

Li Xuewu took a puff of his cigarette, looked at the dejected Jing Yongjie, and asked, "Is there any progress on the deputy station chief matter?"

Jing Yongjie shook his head and said nothing, burying his head to smoke dejectedly.

Looking at Jing Yongjie's state, Li Xuewu asked softly, "When are you and Yushui planning to get married?"

Looking up at this leader who kept stabbing his heart, Jing Yongjie shook his head again, then said, "I don't know, it can't be determined yet."

Li Xuewu smiled and asked, "Do you have to be a deputy station chief or a detachment leader before you can get married?"

Seeing Li Xuewu's joking tone, Jing Yongjie didn't dare to reply in a joking tone.

This was only the second time Jing Yongjie had seen Li Xuewu, but the first time he was a Ke-zhang, and the second time he was a deputy division director.

Especially knowing that Li Xuewu led this action, Jing Yongjie didn't dare to underestimate Li Xuewu even more.

"No, I just..."

"Unreconciled? Hehe."

Li Xuewu chuckled twice, then said, "A person has too many regrets in a lifetime, and how can we have everything go our way? We are just struggling against regrets or making up for deficiencies."

Jing Yongjie rubbed his face with his hands and said in a low voice, "I love this profession, I love this profession, but I want to contribute my youth to a place that needs me more. I don't want to leave any regrets."

"Hmm, hmm."

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Who doesn't love a turbulent, thrilling, and exciting life, as magnificent as the sea? But we are all ordinary people."

Flicking the cigarette ash into the empty cigarette box, Li Xuewu said, "It's a good thing you have an unreconciled heart; people with ideals have bright eyes."

"But in the end, it's hard for us to avoid being ordinary people, but being ordinary doesn't mean the things we do can be ordinary. The hardest thing in a person's life isn't how to be an ordinary person, but for an ordinary person to do extraordinary things."

Jing Yongjie looked up at Li Xuewu and asked, "Like you, that wouldn't be considered ordinary."

"Me? Hehe."

Li Xuewu asked back, then chuckled, "I am also a person with flesh, blood, and desires. I also have family and friends. What is special and extraordinary is just my work. What I like most is the time spent with my family."

Jing Yongjie knew this was Li Xuewu persuading him to distinguish between career and family.

This is where older people and young people think differently; young people always look at career and success.

And only when they get older do they know how much beautiful time with family they lost when they were young.

Li Xuewu looked at the thoughtful Jing Yongjie and encouraged, "Going to the Northeast this time might not be as smooth as I thought. When the time comes, it depends on whether you can seize the opportunity. I will try my best to give you a platform to display your abilities."

"Thank you, Division Director!"

Jing Yongjie thanked Li Xuewu gratefully.

Li Xuewu waved his hand and extinguished the cigarette butt in the cigarette box indifferently.

From the moment he received that appointment document, Li Xuewu's role in the Branch Bureau system had changed.

From a chess piece slowly transforming into a chess player, Li Xuewu now had the ability to sit down and play two games.

Of course, Li Xuewu's chess pieces were still too few, but he was still young, which didn't hinder him from starting to cultivate his own chess pieces now.

Looking at the chess... Jing Yongjie, who had regained his fighting spirit and goals, Li Xuewu smiled with satisfaction.

Listening to the current events news broadcast by the announcer, Li Xuewu slowly became familiar with Jing Yongjie.

Jing Yongjie no longer had the restraint he had when he first met Li Xuewu, and could even joke around from time to time.

Just as the announcer finished reading the current events news and started playing music, Li Xuewu looked at his watch; it was past one o'clock.

He poked Yan Jiecheng, who was sleeping on the chair opposite, and asked him to take the shift with Jing Yongjie.

Yan Jiecheng looked out the window, knowing it was time for lunch.

"Ke-zhang, I'll go."

Li Xuewu waved his hand, signaling Yan Jiecheng not to speak, tidied his clothes, carried the ten lunch boxes for the five people, and walked toward the dining car.

When passing the train attendant's duty room, he smiled and nodded at the girl who was looking at him, and pointed to the back with his finger to indicate he was going to the dining car.

The train attendants at this time didn't look much different from ordinary people, also wearing jacket-style cotton-padded jackets with collars; the difference was the sleeve bands on their sleeves.

The train attendant in Li Xuewu's carriage was a female attendant. Seeing Li Xuewu get up and signal, she came out and asked, "Division Director Li, do you need me to take you there?"

Li Xuewu waved his hand and said, "No trouble, it's not many steps, I can find it myself, thank you."

The train attendant nodded and replied, "The train captain instructed that you can dine in the dining car with your tickets."

Li Xuewu knew what this meant, which was that holding the pre-booked tickets for the few could allow for free dining.

This could also be considered a benefit of mutual care between the railway and the local area.

Li Xuewu naturally wouldn't be unconventional and refuse the good intentions of the railway side. Human relationships, after all, only have opportunities for communication when they owe each other, right?

Waving the white ticket in his hand, Li Xuewu smiled and responded to the train attendant again, then walked toward the back.

It was the first time the train attendant had met such a young division-level cadre, so she couldn't help but look a few more times. When she turned around, she saw the person brought by this cadre staring at her.

The train attendant wouldn't take this gaze as appreciation or some improper meaning, because this person's gaze carried inquiry and suspicion.

Somewhat flustered, she opened the door of the duty room, hurried in, and closed the door behind her.

Han Zhan glanced at the duty room and continued to sleep.

The interior decoration of the train at this time used a large amount of wood, so it looked very retro, which was the same as what was played in American movies, with a strong sense of the era.

The dining car had already passed the meal time, and Li Xuewu came at this time just to avoid the crowd.

Handing the ticket in his hand to the dining car attendant, the attendant looked at the ticket in Li Xuewu's hand and asked with a smile, "What do you need?"

Li Xuewu looked at the setup of the dining car; it seemed there wasn't a menu to order dishes.

"Is there anything convenient to take back to the carriage to eat?"

The train attendant returned the ticket to Li Xuewu and introduced with a smile, "Are steamed buns okay? Cabbage and pork cracklings."

Li Xuewu placed the ten lunch boxes on the service counter, took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and placed it by the attendant's hand, saying, "Please work hard, we have five people, all big guys."

The attendant looked at the chef standing at the door, then used the rag in his hand to cover the cigarette box without a trace, saying, "No problem, we also have porridge, I'll help you get five portions in a while."

After speaking, he signaled Li Xuewu to find a place to sit, while he himself took the lunch boxes and rag on the service counter and went to the operation room.

Li Xuewu didn't care how the attendant would share the cigarettes with the chef, and sat on the chair by the dining table with his ticket.

The tickets at this time didn't have any advertisements or special marks; they were just cotton paper.

On it was the wording "From station X via ( ) to station Y," below it was the fare, then below that was "Take train X on day Y," and at the very bottom was "Valid for arrival within X days."

On the left, it would be marked as express or ordinary, and on the right, it was marked with the two words "child." If it was marked with an X, it represented an adult ticket.

Actually, it already had the shadow of later generations' train tickets, just that the printing technology and paper quality hadn't reached the high quality of later generations.

Li Xuewu and the others were taking the train from Beijing to Fengcheng, and the fare to Steel City was 5 yuan and 70 cents.

This was still considered cheap; sleepers were double the price of hard seats.

So, many people in this era couldn't afford express trains, let alone sleepers.

Most people who could take express trains were like Li Xuewu, on business trips, or on vacation, and the unit would reimburse them.

There was no such thing as money not being spent in this world. After Li Xuewu expressed it, the steamed buns on the ticket became steamed buns + rice porridge + pickles.

The attendant helped Li Xuewu pack the ten lunch boxes with a net bag, then handed them to Li Xuewu and said, "Come over for dinner at 8 o'clock tonight."

Li Xuewu naturally knew what the attendant meant, smiled and thanked him, and walked back carrying the net bag.

The reason he didn't let Yan Jiecheng come was because Li Xuewu was used to eating good food.

If Yan Jiecheng came, he would definitely be able to get the steamed buns back, but he didn't know if they would be hot, and rice porridge and pickles were things he wouldn't even dare to think about.

After returning to the carriage, he saw Han Zhan and the others had already come out from under the seats, each using the towels they brought to wash their faces in the water room.

Li Xuewu placed the net bag on the table in the middle, letting Yan Jiecheng help distribute the lunch boxes to everyone.

Because the space was limited, and because of Li Xuewu's duty shift requirement, only two people sat at the table to eat each time.

Li Xuewu wasn't in a hurry, instead letting them eat first, while he himself stood at the door and started smoking.

Han Zhan waved his hand, signaling Liu Zhaolun to go eat, took out a cigarette, lit it, and stood by Li Xuewu's side.

"Ke-zhang, is there something wrong?"

"Hmm?"

Li Xuewu glanced at Han Zhan, then understood what Han Zhan meant.

"I don't know, I haven't been there either, I don't know what the situation is, and I don't know if the matter here has spread over there."

Han Zhan also frowned and looked out the window, saying, "The Steel City Branch Factory is responsible for smelting and primary steel processing. Luo Jiaping has worked at the branch factory for seven years and has always been a leader of the branch factory."

Li Xuewu listened to Han Zhan's words and said nothing, just frowned.

Han Zhan continued, "Fu Bin's hometown is Steel City, so Fu Haibo has been working in Steel City from the beginning."

Li Xuewu shook his head and said, "This is uncertain, let's see when we get there. Like this."

Li Xuewu looked at Han Zhan and said, "I'll take Liu Zhaolun to the Steel City Branch Factory, and you take Jing Yongjie to investigate Fu Haibo's home and social relationships."

"Yes."

Li Xuewu coming to the Northeast this time naturally wasn't just as simple as arresting a Fu Haibo. He actually wanted to see who was standing behind Fu Haibo and Fu Bin.

This was also the reason Li Xuewu didn't take action against Fu Bin.

Because Li Xuewu didn't believe Fu Bin wouldn't tip off Fu Haibo.

If Fu Haibo fled at this time, or disappeared, or the main officer investigating this case disappeared, then what would be the direction of this case?

No one knew.

But Fu Bin wanted to try, and he could only do this, because he only had the move of fighting to the death left.

Then did Li Xuewu not know that going to the Northeast this time was like entering a tiger's den?

How could he not?

If he didn't know, why would he bring two 56-style assault rifles?

This was for arrest, not for war.

Li Xuewu just had the momentum of going forward without hesitation into the tiger's den, pushing aside the clouds to see the light.

He just wanted to be the Monkey King who burrowed into Princess Iron Fan's stomach, turning everything upside down.

Just as the two finished talking, Han Zhan gave Li Xuewu a wink, signaling Li Xuewu to look at the train attendant.

Li Xuewu glanced at it inadvertently, but there was nothing unusual.

Han Zhan muttered, "Why do I feel like this train attendant keeps staring at you?"

Li Xuewu smiled and said, "Maybe it's because of my status."

Han Zhan didn't know if it was like what Li Xuewu said. When he walked back with Li Xuewu, he looked at the train attendant again, and seeing nothing, he stopped paying attention.

The average speed of the express train now was 90 kilometers per hour. Although it couldn't compare to the 120-kilometer-per-hour high-speed trains of later generations, it was considered "flying speed" in this era.

This train was the famous No. 11/12 train in history. In the 80s of later generations, the fastest it took from Beijing to Fengcheng was only 9 hours.

Of course, the speed that could rarely be reached in later generations couldn't be reached now either.

Li Xuewu and the others took turns on duty, sleeping under the seats when tired, and going to the dining car to eat when hungry. The journey was quite peaceful.

When they arrived at Steel City Station, Li Xuewu specifically looked at his watch: 8:30.

"Let's go, let's find a guesthouse." He waved his hand and took the few people out of the station.

The change in temperature was felt as soon as they got off the train; the winter in Steel City was about five to eight degrees colder than in Beijing.

Especially at this time in the morning, the body temperature was even lower.

The few people came to the guesthouse in front of the station and found the front desk wanting a room with a telephone, but were rejected by the front desk, saying that the use of high-class guest rooms here had to be approved by a leader.

Li Xuewu took out the introduction letter opened by Old Biaozi and handed it to the woman at the front desk, saying, "Work needs, we only need one."

The woman looked at the introduction letter in her hand and found it was opened by a recycling station in Beijing.

"Are you kidding me? Collecting scrap also needs a high-class room?"

Looking at the woman's disdain, Li Xuewu took a ten-yuan bill from his pocket and placed it on the table, saying, "The scrap we collect is a bit valuable."

The woman curled her lips and said, "What's this for? Playing games with me? Who do you think I am?"

Li Xuewu grinned, reached out to stop Han Zhan who was about to speak, and took another 5-yuan bill from his hand and placed it on the table.

"Don't misunderstand, just feel that having Big Sister take care of us would be more convenient."

The woman looked at Li Xuewu, then at the introduction letter in her hand, and asked, "How long will you use it?"

Li Xuewu smiled and said, "Maybe just one day, maybe it will be delayed for a while. The matter hasn't been handled yet, so I can't guarantee, but at the latest, it won't exceed one day."

The woman looked left and right, then quickly put away the money on the table.

"308, don't make too many phone calls; if it takes too long, I'll be scolded."

"Thank you, Big Sister."

Li Xuewu took the key handed by the woman and led the four people up the stairs to the third floor.

The room was located opposite the stairs; few people liked this location, which was also intentional by that woman.

After entering the room, Han Zhan said indignantly, "Really, a tiger falling into the plains being bullied by dogs, damn it."

Li Xuewu threw his luggage on the bed, picked up the phone to listen, confirmed it could be connected, and hung it up.

"What are you complaining about? We aren't here to play. Everyone prepare, we're leaving now."

Li Xuewu wasn't surprised at all by the attitude of the woman downstairs; there was an exclusionary sentiment everywhere.

Seeing that he held an introduction letter from Beijing and the unit was some broken scrap recycling station, it would be strange if she had a good face.

As for why Li Xuewu didn't use the introduction letter from the Steel Rolling Mill or the Branch Bureau, it was because Li Xuewu didn't trust Fu Bin from the beginning.

The military coats were all put away, and the few people checked their weapons.

Li Xuewu took his pistol apart, checked it carefully, reassembled it, and while pressing bullets, said, "Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie go directly to Fu Haibo's home and arrest him as soon as you see him."

"What if the target isn't home?"

Han Zhan lit a cigarette and gave one to Jing Yongjie.

"Then check his neighbors, visit the residents near their home, and see if there are any clues. If you don't have any, and I don't have any, then it's likely the target has received news."

After giving instructions, he said to Liu Zhaolun, "Zhaolun, come with me to the Steel Rolling Mill."

"Click."

Li Xuewu pulled up the holster, engaged the safety, and put the gun back under his arm.

"Yan Jiecheng will stay here to listen to the phone. Our two small teams will call back to the guesthouse every two hours. If there is an emergency, Yan Jiecheng can relay it."

After arranging the mission, Li Xuewu finally instructed, "Remember, when handling cases outside, especially without greeting the local authorities, be careful. If there is a situation, shoot directly, aim at the head, don't leave any mouth."

"Yes!"

The few people in the room answered and set off.

It wasn't that Li Xuewu was overly cautious; not only was the introduction letter for the room from a recycling station, but they didn't even greet the local authorities when they arrived.

This was irregular and impolite in terms of procedure.

But Li Xuewu really had no bottom in his heart for Steel City. Fu Haibo was the same as him, both in the security system; it was hard to say if he had acquaintances in the local area. If an accident occurred when contacting the local bureau, it would be troublesome.

Another thing was the communication efficiency at this time; Li Xuewu really couldn't afford to grind with these people.

So he chose to go hard directly and talk about it if something happened.

Because Han Zhan and the other were going to a residential area, long guns weren't convenient to carry, so they were handed to Li Xuewu and Liu Zhaolun.

After Han Zhan and the other left, Li Xuewu instructed Yan Jiecheng, "When you are away from home, people's hearts are sinister; pay attention to yourself here."

Yan Jiecheng nodded very solemnly and said, "Ke-zhang, don't worry, I won't go out of this room."

Li Xuewu looked at Yan Jiecheng, who had a feeling of Tang Seng in the circle drawn by Sun Wukong, smiled speechlessly, and took Liu Zhaolun out.

Yan Jiecheng sent Li Xuewu out and then latched the door, falling back onto the soft bed of the high-class room.

This wasn't a business trip; it was simply a vacation.

Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie were also cooperating for the first time, but they were already able to cooperate and communicate with each other; after all, the relationship between men could produce tacit understanding in the time of a cigarette.

Because Fu Haibo's home address had already been checked at the Steel Rolling Mill, Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie took a bus directly to the door.

The address registered was a worker residential area. Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie got off the bus and walked on the muddy dirt road, looking at the streets piled with white snow on the side of the road.

"Fu Haibo can live here?"

Jing Yongjie also frowned; the environment here was really not very good.

Every house was a gray tile house, and it wasn't one tile house for one family, but two families sharing one tile house, with a courtyard wall splitting the two households from the middle.

This was a bit like the townhouse of later generations.

Because it was already past 9 o'clock, the sun began to warm the earth at this time, so the snow on the road would turn into water as soon as it was stepped on.

"Let's go see first."

The two said and continued to walk forward.

Until they reached one end of this street, they saw the address noted in Fu Haibo's file.

Looking at the dilapidated courtyard with weeds topped with white snow swaying in the cold wind, which was the same style as other residents' houses, the tile house address reported by Fu Haibo was also sharing a tile house with neighbors.

It was just that the chimney on the neighbor's side was still emitting residual smoke, while the chimney on Fu Haibo's side had collapsed by half.

Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie looked at each other, both seeing the word "disappointment" in each other's eyes.

Jing Yongjie climbed over the wall into the courtyard unwillingly, stepped on the snow, and went to the house to take a look.

Even if he was unwilling, the glass on the window wasn't complete; could this still house people?

"What are you doing?!"

Jing Yongjie, who was looking into the window, was startled and turned his head, looking at Han Zhan, but found Han Zhan looking at the wall.

Jing Yongjie followed Han Zhan's gaze and found a half-grown boy wearing a dog-skin hat lying on the courtyard wall separating them from the neighbor.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking to you two, are you mute! I'm asking you two what you're doing?!"

"Grass."

Jing Yongjie put away the gun in his hand, and a plant name popped out of his mouth.

It was too sudden. This bear child just revealed a head there, and the key was that dog-skin hat; if you didn't pay attention, you would really think a dog was lying on the wall and talking to you in Northeast dialect.

"We are Fu Haibo's friends, haven't seen him for several years, came to see him."

Hearing Jing Yongjie's reply, the half-grown boy sniffed his nose and sucked the green snot that was about to flow into his mouth back.

"Forget it, Old Fu's family moved away long ago, who are you trying to fool?"

"Yo, huh?!"

Jing Yongjie saw this bear child was quite arrogant, and remembered what Li Xuewu had instructed before coming out.

"Want a smoke?"

Walking to the wall, Jing Yongjie took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to the bear child.

This half-grown boy wasn't polite, reached out and took the cigarette from Jing Yongjie's hand, and even sniffed it under his nose in a serious manner.

Jing Yongjie grinned and watched the kid put the cigarette stained with snot into his mouth, and respectfully struck a match to light the cigarette for this Northeast little brother.

This half-grown boy took a puff of the cigarette, curled his lips and said, "Are you here to seek revenge from which path?"

"Heh tui!"

As he spoke, the kid also spat a mouthful of phlegm into his own courtyard.

"This cigarette is really damn good to smoke, where is it produced?"

Jing Yongjie looked at this kid who was familiar with him, and then looked at Han Zhan standing at the door.

Han Zhan gave Jing Yongjie a look, then turned around and started to keep watch.

Jing Yongjie shook the cigarette in his hand and said, "Given by a friend, this is the only pack."

The kid on the wall also knew what the person below meant, took a puff of the cigarette and said, "Old Fu's family doesn't have a single good cake, but they are still okay to the neighbors."

Grass!

Jing Yongjie cursed in a low voice and took out another unopened pack of Da Qianmen from his pocket.

This was given by Li Xuewu on the car; he hadn't been willing to smoke it, and it was all blackmailed by this little brat.

"This is really the last two packs, if you don't say it, I'll look for someone else."

The kid on the wall looked at the cigarettes in Jing Yongjie's hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense, if you can find one person on this street who is as idle as me and willing to chat, I'll kill him."

Looking at the somewhat stunned kid, Jing Yongjie first shook the pack he had just opened and placed it on the wall.

The kid had personality; he didn't even look at that pack of cigarettes, and said in his mouth, "Old Fu's family used to live in this courtyard, that's Fu Laobie, that's Fu Haibo's grandfather, TUI~"

I don't know if this kid was angry or taking the opportunity to mock the Fu family.

"After Fu Haibo's uncle ran away to do hard labor, his father raised his grandfather. After liberation, Fu Laobie died, and another brat came to this courtyard, that's the son of his uncle."

Just as he said this, he heard a voice from inside the wall shouting, "Er Gaze, hurry up and die back here."

"Mom, I'm talking to someone!"

"Talk your grandmother's leg, get back to the room quickly, if the clothes are torn again, I'll cut off your legs!"

"Oh, don't worry about it, I'll be back in a while!"

The kid replied impatiently to the person in the room, and said to Jing Yongjie, who was grinning, "Later I heard that Fu Haibo, that brat, came back, and even became a security cadre in the factory. Grass his grandfather, that brat is full of bad water, and even became a security cadre, grass."

Jing Yongjie couldn't help but ask, "They haven't come back to live in this courtyard?"

Pressing the dog-skin hat that was blown crooked by the wind, the half-grown boy curled his lips and said, "Live a fart, look at how it's made, grass."

After saying this, he muttered a sentence: "Even if it's made like this, it's not given to others to use."

Obviously, this child's family had hit a wall in front of Fu Haibo, which was why there was so much resentment.

Jing Yongjie raised his face and asked, "Then do you know where I can find Fu Haibo?"

The half-grown boy looked at the pack of cigarettes in Jing Yongjie's hand and didn't speak.

Jing Yongjie was angry and funny, and placed the cigarettes on top of the half pack.

"That brat rarely goes to the Steel Rolling Mill, he mostly plays outside. I don't know where he lives now."

Seeing Jing Yongjie going to take the cigarettes on the wall with a cold face, the kid quickly added, "But I know he often goes out to play with Ma San'er. Ma San'er is the biggest rascal in our area."

After speaking, the kid grabbed the cigarettes on the wall and added, "I advise you two to just roll away like a potato, you can't play with Fu Haibo, that brat, whether it's black or white."

Looking at the dog-skin hat on the wall disappearing, and the cigarettes also gone, Jing Yongjie spat and climbed over the wall out of the courtyard.

"It seems it's really not easy to find this Fu Haibo."

Han Zhan also heard the conversation between the two just now, nodded and said, "Then let's go find out about this Ma San'er's situation first."

The two discussed and walked out.

Han Zhan and the other weren't smooth here, and Li Xuewu also encountered a problem here.

Li Xuewu took Liu Zhaolun and left the guesthouse, heading straight for the Steel Rolling Mill.

The Steel City of this era was already very well built. The bus drove on Victory Road, looking at the high-rise buildings on both sides, and one would think they had entered some big metropolis.

It was indeed a big metropolis, the Steel Capital.

Although the Steel Rolling Mill was a branch factory of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, the buildings in the factory area were better than those in Beijing; after all, the volume was small, and the funds could be turned around.

At the main gate, Li Xuewu showed his identification and introduction letter. As soon as the guard saw it was someone from the general factory in Beijing, he immediately ran to the duty room to report.

They didn't let Li Xuewu and the others wait long. Not long after, a few people ran out from the office building.

Running to the front, a fat man panted and said, "Is it Ke-zhang Li Xuewu from the general factory?"

Li Xuewu squinted his eyes and looked at the fat man in front of him, then said, "That's me."

The fat man smiled and shook hands with Li Xuewu, saying, "I am Yu Decai, the secretary of the factory office. Our factory director just finished a meeting and heard that someone from the general factory had arrived, so he is waiting for you in the office."

"Factory Director Luo is so busy, suddenly coming to disturb is really sorry."

Li Xuewu said politely, and took Liu Zhaolun to follow Yu Decai toward the office building.

Yu Decai said politely while walking, "We are all comrades, all one family, no need to be so polite."

As he spoke, he led Li Xuewu to the third floor of the office building, which was also the position at the end.

Yu Decai first knocked on the door, then reported, "Leader, the comrades from the general factory have arrived."

"Oh? Please invite them in."

Hearing Factory Director Luo's instruction, Yu Decai then stepped aside to let Li Xuewu enter the office.

Li Xuewu's first impression upon entering the room was that this office was much more imposing than the general factory's director's office.

Even the sofa was leather, and it looked American-style.

Seeing Li Xuewu enter the room and look around the office, Factory Director Luo Jiaping, who was sitting behind the desk, stood up with a smile and said, "Is it Comrade Li Xuewu from the Security Section of the general factory? I've heard your name like thunder."

Li Xuewu turned his head to look at the Steel Rolling Mill's factory director, Luo Jiaping.

A Maitreya Buddha-like demeanor, with a small belly, wearing a blue jacket, and a pair of glasses on his face.

"Hello Factory Director Luo, sorry for the abrupt disturbance."

"Sit, sit."

Shaking hands with Li Xuewu, Luo Jiaping smiled and let Li Xuewu sit, then explained, "This was originally an American enterprise. After we took it over, we have always been using the old things. This is also to save costs."

Looking at it, he was explaining the furnishings and decoration in the room to Li Xuewu, but in reality, he was probing Li Xuewu's words, testing the purpose of Li Xuewu's visit.

Actually, there was no need to probe; Li Xuewu's identity represented that his visit here definitely wasn't to inspect production.

"I am not a comrade from the Discipline Inspection Commission, and besides, I don't care much about the decoration of the office. The key is whether work can be done well, right?"

"Hahahaha."

Luo Jiaping laughed happily at Li Xuewu's words, then pointed at Li Xuewu's front, signaling Yu Decai, who was serving tea, to serve tea to Li Xuewu first.

"Last time at the meeting, I heard that our factory produced a divine detective who actually dug out the bad guys hidden inside us. This skill is really rare."

"How about this?"

Luo Jiaping smiled at Li Xuewu and said, "I'll talk to Factory Director Yang, how about you come to our side to hold a position for a period of time? The branch factory is also a part of the general factory, and the security of the branch factory also needs to be built, hahaha."

"Hehehe."

Li Xuewu accompanied Luo Jiaping in laughing twice, then said, "I'm just afraid my talent is shallow and I can't meet your requirements, making you disappointed."

Since Luo Jiaping wanted to play this set with him, Li Xuewu started his verbal cannon, you fight yours, I fight mine.

Luo Jiaping's face stiffened at Li Xuewu's words, then he changed the topic and asked, "I don't know if Ke-zhang Li has any mission from the general factory this time? If you're not busy, I'll arrange for tonight, let's have a gathering of comrades from the general factory and branch factory, and have some fun."

Li Xuewu looked at Luo Jiaping and said nothing, but took the dismissal order and arrest document signed by Fu Bin from his bag and placed them on the coffee table.

"Official business is pressing, I accept your good intentions, I have to take Fu Haibo back to Beijing. Next time, next time you come to Beijing, allow me to be the host to entertain you."

Even Yu Decai, who was standing on the side, felt the sword light and sword shadow between the two.

I don't know why this little Ke-zhang from the general factory is so hard to deal with; he doesn't fall behind at all in front of the factory director.

This was also because Yu Decai's knowledge was short. If he had the opportunity to go to the general factory to inquire, he would know that Li Xuewu didn't even fear the general factory's factory director, so how could he fear this branch factory director who was one rank lower than Li Huade?

Luo Jiaping's rank was indeed not high; he was a division-level cadre, and the Steel Rolling Mill was also a division-level unit.

So Fu Haibo, this deputy division director, went to compete with Li Xuewu for the position of deputy division director of the general factory.

Luo Jiaping picked up the document on the coffee table and looked at it. The text on it was actually not much, but Luo Jiaping looked as if it was very difficult.

When picking up the arrest document, his smiling face turned into a serious one.

"We obey the decision of the general factory and resolutely execute the order of the general factory."

Seeing Luo Jiaping's attitude was considered cooperative, Li Xuewu smiled and said, "It's really sorry, giving you and the branch factory unhappiness during the New Year, but the case is really tight, so please bear with me."

Luo Jiaping nodded and said, "The law is ruthless; whoever makes a mistake will be punished. This is a matter of principle."

Li Xuewu smiled and said, "Then thank you, Factory Director Luo."

After thanking him, Li Xuewu asked, "Is Fu Haibo in the factory now?"

Luo Jiaping said without hesitation, "Yes."

But then he asked Yu Decai uncertainly, "Has Fu Haibo finished his vacation?"

Yu Decai glanced at Li Xuewu, then replied to Luo Jiaping, "Not yet, he asked for half a month's vacation, and won't be back to work until after the New Year."

"Oh my!"

Luo Jiaping slapped his forehead and said annoyedly, "Look at my memory, sorry, Ke-zhang Li, we can't contact Fu Haibo now either. Why don't you see, wait until he comes back after the New Year and then come to arrest him?"

The smile on Li Xuewu's face slowly disappeared along with the singing and harmony of Luo Jiaping and Yu Decai.

"Oh? That's too coincidental."

Li Xuewu sighed with Luo Jiaping, then said, "Since Fu Haibo isn't in the factory, we have no choice but to wait for him until after the New Year."

"It's fine, it's fine, we will provide food and lodging here, ensuring that the comrades from the general factory feel at home."

As he spoke, Luo Jiaping said to Yu Decai, "Let the guesthouse arrange for Ke-zhang Li and the others to stay, and arrange a meal tonight. I want to enhance the feelings with the comrades from the general factory, hehehe."

As he spoke, Luo Jiaping also looked at Li Xuewu, wanting to see Li Xuewu's attitude.

Li Xuewu nodded indifferently and said, "Then that's really troubling Factory Director Luo and Secretary Yu."

Yu Decai waved his hand and said, "No trouble, no trouble, after all, we don't have many opportunities for exchange with the general factory. This time I have the opportunity to learn more from you."

"You are too polite, hahahaha."

Li Xuewu smiled and played a trick with Yu Decai, then said to Luo Jiaping, "Since Fu Haibo can't be waited for today, I'll visit the comrades in the factory. I'll go out to see the characteristics of Steel City in a while, and please help us arrange a car."

Luo Jiaping's expression froze slightly when he heard Li Xuewu wanted to visit the comrades in the factory, but then he smiled and said, "No problem, Steel City still has many fun places. Comrade Decai, you arrange a car for Ke-zhang Li and the others, a better one."

Seeing Luo Jiaping finish his instructions, Li Xuewu stood up and said, "I'll be troubling the comrades of the branch factory these few days."

"One family doesn't speak of two families."

Luo Jiaping shook hands with Li Xuewu and sent Li Xuewu out of the office door.

Looking at Li Xuewu's brought people standing at the door carrying two 56-style assault rifles like standing guard, Luo Jiaping was stunned for a moment.

Li Xuewu signaled Liu Zhaolun, and followed Yu Decai downstairs.

Luo Jiaping looked at Li Xuewu's back and cursed secretly, "Sharp-edged, coming with ill intent."

After saying this, he went back to the room to make a phone call.

Li Xuewu was led by Yu Decai into the office of the Security Li Kezhang. ===== CHAPTER 307 =====

After saying this, he returned to the room to make a phone call.

Li Xuewu was led into the office of the Security Division Chief by Yu Decai.