Chapter 590: Oh my!

"Good morning, Comrade Li Chu!"

"Why are you back here again?"

Li Xuewu looked at Zhao Lao Si, who was opening the door for him.

He really couldn't stand the kid's greeting, so he frowned and asked, "Where is Zhou Changli?"

"He went to look at the main gate."

Zhao Lao Si explained with a smile, "Sister Lou said he wasn't enthusiastic enough, so she had me swap with him."

Li Xuewu looked at the kid suspiciously. What did opening and closing a door have to do with being enthusiastic?

Although he grumbled to himself, after parking the car, he didn't say anything more.

This gatekeeping was also a job under the Club Comrade Comrade Li Chu; Li Xuewu couldn't speak directly about it.

However, looking at Zhao Lao Si, who was smiling and watching him leave, Li Xuewu felt a strange itch on his back.

Han Xu followed Han Xuxu with his eyes as they looked toward the side gate. Looking outside the courtyard, he said, "The wind has been blowing quite fiercely lately; your father and I have both become cautious."

Father Lou walked over to greet them, and at the same time, he glanced at Huang Gan and said, "You said the car arrived, so the person was met."

That outfit was truly at the cutting edge of fashion for that era.

At that time, there were no qualification requirements or engineer requirements; if you were a person with connections, you could take the job.

The wind was already blowing; no one would check that stuff. By the time they wanted to check again, it was uncertain if Han Xuxu would even be using it.

They told the neighborhood committee it was for bricklaying and plastering work; who would care if you participated in building a small mansion?

According to Zhao Lao Si's requirements, you have to hand in your homework. Based on the conditions Han Xuxu set for you, how should you operate the enterprise and how should you develop it?

Ji Wang Weidong didn't speak, which meant he wasn't begging Zhao Lao Si to help him clean up his past; those things he could still shoulder himself.

After seeing Ding Wanqiu off, Huang Gan also walked in; Zhao Lao Si had just called for her as well.

"You're still early. It's only this time, you're busy enough."

Han Xuxu guessed, "Is it a public unit doing this? I'm just looking for a master in that area."

"Still using me!"

"This is an opportunity. You can't just read books in the library, and you can't just ask people with knowledge; you have to do it."

Zhao Lao Si nodded at Huang Gan and followed Father Lou to the ping-pong room.

"First, I was surprised by your news; second, I was surprised that you came back but were hiding from me."

"No, that's none of their business."

If what he said wasn't accurate, then nothing was.

Having said just that, Zhao Lao Si went to welcome Ji Wang Weidong, who had been waiting outside the gate for a long time.

Talking about benefits while setting aside wages... that's very capitalist!

Li Xuewu raised his head to explain, but was interrupted by Zhao Lao Si.

"I'm a bit suspicious of that point."

Han Xuxu was stunned, not knowing what Zhao Lao Si meant by that, or what he was going to do.

This type of work team was all manpower; the neighborhood committee didn't manage it, and the higher-ups didn't manage it either. As long as they weren't producing goods and selling goods, there were no business activities.

"I've made it clear to you: keep the main gate of your office closed tight, and just hunker down inside. Nothing will happen. Don't get involved in messy things."

"If you really can't let it go, I'll have people haul some away. Anyway, you can't be in a hurry to sell right now."

"Yo! Isn't that the groom? Still have time to come out and play~"

"Comrade Li Chu... I..."

"Comrade Li Chu, didn't we agree just now that you wouldn't leave me out~"

The manager just bowed slightly and went to the back, leaving the small lobby to Zhao Lao Si and the other person.

Zhao Lao Si didn't ask, which meant he didn't care about his past, or whether he was still a person.

Sister Lou was still quite yearning to go out and see; after all, her relatives were there.

Lou Yu looked at Han Xuxu as if seeing his former self—equally desperate for money and life.

Lou Xiaoe didn't follow; the two had just finished discussing private and public matters upstairs. With so many people around, it wasn't convenient.

Ding Wanqiu looked behind Zhao Lao Si, letting him see him out.

"Do you need to say that?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up. I don't have time to waste time with you here."

Still the same small restaurant, still the same location, the same hot pot and mutton.

"No, it's really not~"

Zhao Lao Si looked around and asked, "Where are the people? Why is it just you?"

"Hmm, still the same taste!"

"Did he hit you?"

Hearing Huang Gan call out the name 'Old Biaozi', Han Xuxu was still a bit unaccustomed to it.

Ding Wanqiu smiled honestly, stood near the flower hall with Han Xuxu, and said softly, "When there's work, we arrange for a few to come out and do it; when there's no work, they're all over there. I just don't know if it can last."

"Hmm~~~"

"Hey! How can you call it a small unit?"

"Leaving this month?"

Han Xuxu didn't give him a definite answer either, explaining, "That side needs time to prepare, and our side does too. You also understand the situation right now."

Han Xu's voice was a bit bitter, but he still sat opposite without coming over. The words he said made Zhao Lao Si unable to laugh or cry.

"This one?"

No wonder he felt something was wrong from the moment he walked in today. As soon as he walked into the management office, he heard that sentence.

Previously, his father had told her once about the arrangements for going to Hong Kong. This time, what Zhao Lao Si said was how she should operate in Hong Kong, who to find, how to contact him, and so on.

"Have you forgotten how to speak?"

But today, the two people's mindsets were different.

Zhao Lao Si had already prepared the location for the wireless telegraph installation; it was on the mountain in Miyun.

Zhao Lao Si frowned and said, "How is his kung fu practice? The Uncle-Master isn't old, so where did he pop out from?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the gatehouse and said, "I'll wait for him here. If he doesn't arrive in fifteen minutes, you don't have to come back either."

"It was Li Wenbiao who drove it over, and he brought quite a few people to help with the installation."

Zhao Lao Si sized him up again and asked, "Haven't eaten yet?"

Street urchins on the main street, even if everyone fears them and they are majestic every day, that is also the helplessness of being young.

Zhao Lao Si pointed out, "A small unit is still a unit. As long as they can accept them, they can settle their household registration in Beijing. Those who have just come down, who doesn't want to come to Beijing to make a living?"

"It looks quite good, makes you look young, much better than the clothes you had before."

Still Steel City. Where is Steel City?

However, this gang also had feast or famine, and there wasn't always work to do.

The manager just joked and cupped his hands at Ji Wang Weidong, saying, "I've asked after you."

When Zhao Lao Si entered the club's now-open courtyard from the door near the management office, some people were already trying out those facilities.

Especially since Zhao Lao Si drove here today, with toad-eye sunglasses perched on his chest; looking at him like that, he was too fashionable.

Zhao Lao Si raised his eyebrows and shook his head, saying, "I won't talk about that person's character, but since he took your things, he must keep using you. As for other work..."

And during this period, you must learn the sending and identification of telegrams, because Zhao Lao Si had no way to string telephone lines from Beijing to Hong Kong.

If it weren't for the power of the era, what qualifications would he have to sit at the same table and eat with the young master in front of him?

But going to such a far place all by herself, she still had no bottom in her heart.

"No... didn't hit me..."

He didn't ask about the footprints on Master Dou's legs anymore, but asked Li Xuewu, "How many children in your family?"

Zhao Lao Si said, "It's the one you treated me to last time. I still remember the taste; it's especially authentic."

Zhao Lao Si smiled and said, "He's not. He's just a student who just graduated. But his father is a cadre in the engineering corps, and he has that kind of talent in his hands."

Ding Wanqiu nodded, agreeing with Zhao Lao Si's point of view, and said, "I specially found a dozen steady people and arranged for them to enter various procedures; they are learning now."

When he left, Ji Wang Weidong never imagined he would return so early.

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Lao Si to agree or not, he said, "His Uncle-Master is back; he's going to see his Uncle-Master."

As for this one, or get one?

Master Dou waved his hands repeatedly, talking while looking left and right, and pulled Zhao Lao Si into the door.

"According to the channel you gave, I really made contact."

Han Xuxu didn't say why he had fallen into such a sorry state, nor did he say who had framed him.

"Hey!"

"Alright."

Han Xuxu didn't pay attention to the one outside the door first, nor did he pay attention to the one standing in the foyer, but first asked about the one who had passed the message for him.

Huang Gan didn't want to hear that. Didn't she know what she had in her hands? She wanted to hear something else.

Who is Zhao Lao Si?

"Got it, you go ahead, I'll go prepare."

Zhao Lao Si just wanted to go upstairs to take a look. Seeing Huang Gan ask, he lowered his head to look at himself and asked, "Does it look good?"

"Come, eat meat."

Zhao Lao Si was also amused by his words to the point of laughing out loud. If it really had anything to do with marrying him, then he and Gu Ning must have committed a great sin in their past lives.

"Go away! Who's jealous of you!"

"Just you by yourself?"

Hearing Zhao Lao Si say that, he gained some confidence, pondering the possibility in that area.

I'm busy, I'm tired. Actually, at the beginning of May, Zhao Lao Si was also tired—heart-tired.

"Friday."

After holding the wine bottle and filling it for the two again, Zhao Lao Si picked up a chopstick of mutton, didn't even dip it in the sauce in the bowl, and sent it directly into his mouth.

Find some good people, negotiate the distribution ratio, form a group to apply for a construction team from the neighborhood committee, and no matter what, get the official seal first.

And there will be no shortage of electrical appliances here in the future. Since you're doing it once, why not do it thoroughly?

We didn't go to school much, but we aren't damn fools!

Ji Wang Weidong lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at Han Xuxu's face.

Han Xuxu drooped his eyelids and said, "Go, call those two over, and say I told you to."

Zhao Lao Si nodded and said, "Then you've worked hard. How much money? Old rules, report it to me at the end."

"No need, you forgot? I told you, I have a relative in the engineering team, and we even used their excavator to help you dig the basement for the warehouse!"

"Know where it is?"

"Hmm, talked it over with the people from the Hong Kong News Agency."

Father Lou was so angry. Just as he was getting into the swing of things, he left again. He even said he'd ask if he wanted to go see a ballet—the two of them.

"Oh my~ went the wrong way, went the wrong way."

Hey! Look at how coincidental that is.

Time reverses, fate plays tricks on people. What face did he have to pay a visit?

"Your courtyard here, plus the work at the guesthouse, I've stopped everything else. You tell me how to do it, and I'll do it."

But small-time playing is small-time playing after all. Compared to a living bandit like Zhao Lao Si, it was a difference as vast as heaven and earth.

Zhao Lao Si pointed at him and turned to Li Xuewu, saying, "Think about the things you've done before, think about the things your brothers have done. This Beijing can't hold you anymore. If anyone wants to die, don't listen to me. Pack up and get lost."

How the hell was Huang Gan supposed to answer that?

Can keep secrets, and can prevent investigation.

They weren't the same kind of people before. Having common interests and getting to know each other in humble beginnings was the only reason they had the fate they did.

People were coming in and out of that door, and not one was below the rank of section chief. Did they think they were blind? Deaf?

Father Lou shook his head indifferently and said, "It's just that I saw too much piling up, so I asked you a question."

Before, he only led his father's apprentices, uncles, and brothers to do small jobs, counting as a fixed "gang."

"Yes, been back for several days."

Ji Wang Weidong didn't answer, just stood there looking a bit lonely.

If you ask why renovating a house is more strenuous than building one, just the re-laying of the water pipes and electrical conduits is enough to be strenuous.

Seeing Zhao Lao Si wanting him to call people, Master Dou was immediately unwilling.

Li Xuewu thought Zhao Lao Si wanted to recruit troops and expand the gatehouse position, so he hurriedly nodded and started introducing.

Today he has things to do so he doesn't come, tomorrow that one is sick. It's like a recycling station; they all live together.

"You still know how to care about me."

Zhao Lao Si nodded, not surprised that Huang Gan could see his purpose. After all, what else would require him to talk to her father so solemnly, and even call her?

Although Zhao Lao Si had already clearly stated that working here wouldn't pay a cent—not only wouldn't it pay, but you'd have to pay out of your own pocket.

Zhao Lao Si discussed the second phase of the renovation project with the two for a while, then Ding Wanqiu said he was going to look at the construction and would come back later.

"Han Xuxu?!"

Heroes of the world, righteousness comes first.

Teacher Zhao was bitter, slumping his body and saying, "He wouldn't let me say it, saying if I let it slip, he'd hit me."

But today, for this meal, he accepted the favor and came along, picked up his chopsticks, and had nothing else—that life was still there.

"You like the gatehouse, right? Work hard in the future, and help me guard that gate well."

Why say it so early? The reason is that you have to learn and adapt in advance.

Don't know if he really couldn't bear to part with those external objects, or if he couldn't get gasoline, anyway, it didn't move from the parking space.

Seeing Zhao Lao Si had things to say to that Manager Lou opposite, how could he not see what was going on?

Father Lou rolled his eyes and said, "My father used to do it that way. I have a tradition. You remember in '52, at that time..."

Master Dou stood behind Han Xuxu looking outside the door, always having the illusion of traveling back to ancient times, especially since that Ding Wanqiu used the cupped-hand salute.

That's a big bastard!

"Your business is about to flourish; there are really a lot of people."

They took jobs over there, temporarily finding people to do manual labor. It wasn't much different from the train station; settled daily, it just seemed a bit special.

Zhao Lao Si looked him up and down and said, "Did you do something bad? Stuttering? Speak!"

Huang Gan couldn't help it, wiped her tears and said, "Do you or do you not take me seriously!?"

People are alive, the house is gone.

The water supply and drainage were easy to talk about—digging trenches and burying pipes—but the electricity gave Ding Wanqiu a lot of headaches.

Don't ask; if you ask, it's technology introduction.

Master Dou saw that since he had already said it, he didn't hide it anymore, saying bluntly, "These past few days he's been going out every day to deliver food to his Uncle-Master, and he told us not to say anything."

In the future, when going for a foot wash, wouldn't the security guard at the door be just as polite? How did his sensory standards degenerate after experiencing the service standards of this era?

Li Xuewu thought Zhao Lao Si wanted to recruit troops, but he was startled by the key information from Han Xuxu.

Could it be that he was a cheapskate?

If you talk about organization, it's even looser than a recycling station.

Zhao Lao Si frowned and lectured him, too lazy to wait for him, and asked directly, "Have older or younger brothers?"

"No, no."

Han Xuxu's eyes lit up, then he said uncertainly, "Our small unit, a makeshift stage, how could we possibly recruit those people?"

"Yes, it's about time, the second phase has started."

"It didn't pop out..."

Li Xuewu poked his head out from the gatehouse and went outside the side gate. What kind of ghost was this kid up to?

"Then eat mutton hot pot."

"Who? Uncle-Master?"

"You don't need to worry about that."

The younger brother was already half-grown, just at the age where he could eat.

"Yo~ came so early!"

The two were rarely tacit, just clinking glasses without speaking.

This is a gatehouse, but it could also be a ladder for progress.

The production design of the Red Flag was based on the oldest Mercedes and other vehicles; there were really quite a few of them.

Master Dou was pondering when he was suddenly startled by Zhao Lao Si's question.

It wasn't that he didn't have the financial resources and ability. Even for the most awesome foreign car at that time, the Mercedes, he could get his hands on one.

"Talked about some things."

Young people, who doesn't have a dream of walking the world with a sword? It's just that they can't walk out, fearing they can't return.

Thinking of the things they had done before, combined with Zhao Lao Si's words just now...

To put it bluntly, it was not trusting Sister Lou. This money couldn't follow him out. Only when he returned would it follow Huang Gan to Hong Kong.

"Good... good, thank you."

"Understood, that requires laying a foundation, getting bricks and tiles."

It was also because Huang Gan asked that Zhao Lao Si gave an answer. These were all arrangements for the future; saying them was just to put Huang Gan's heart at ease.

If you look up at the mountain, you can indeed detect the signal source, but you just can't check it because the mountain is sealed.

"Fart, are you mute?"

"Garage, right?"

Han Xuxu didn't pay attention to the one outside the door, nor did he pay attention to the one standing in the foyer, but first asked about the one who had passed the message for him.

Zhao Lao Si thought for a while and said, "If you have suitable people, you can introduce them over. Aside from no wages, the benefits are quite good."

But he was willing. The plans and designs here were all handled by him, and implementation and management were very convenient.

But telegrams can, and they are independent.

"That... that's really hey!"

"Is there news?"

Now it's good, Zhao Lao Si broke off half for you again.

He was thinking now, what is the most painful thing in this world?

This is a good opportunity. If you can find work, at least you don't have to eat at home.

Zhao Lao Si looked toward the entrance again. The kid had already gone out, and Master Dou had even greeted him.

Huang Gan saw that Zhao Lao Si's style of dressing had changed. Before, it was all mature white-on-white, but today it was a sailor shirt paired with slim-fit khaki pants, and the leather shoes on his feet had been changed to canvas shoes.

"Go away! You only know how to use me!"

"Yes!"

As he spoke, he looked at Han Xu and said, "As for whether you want to go see your relatives, or what plans you have with your relatives, I won't manage that. But before you return, you must prepare all the operational conditions for the enterprise to ensure that Huang Gan can carry out work as soon as she goes over."

"Is it engineering?"

There was a reason for choosing Sunday for the gathering. The equipment and facilities at the training hall were already in place, and physical exercise could be carried out.

Sister Lou was a decisive business person; naturally, she knew what Zhao Lao Si meant by preparation here.

Zhao Lao Si thought for a while and reminded Han Xu, "Business wars over there can use any means; you can't imagine how insidious and poisonous they are, so safety is the most important."

While leading the old brothers to eat their fill, he also brought income to the neighbors in that area.

If it were really so glorious, would he be rushing to be a gatekeeper for Zhao Lao Si?

"Oh my! You've ruined me!"

He came early today; the people for the gathering hadn't arrived yet. Upstairs, there were only Sister Lou and Ding Wanqiu.

"Then I'll prepare the plan for Hong Kong."

"When was it installed?"

Seeing Han Xuxu wasn't listening intently to what he was saying, Han Xu poked Zhao Lao Si with his elbow and said with a smile, "Why do I feel like it started from the day you got married? Tell me, did you jinx it?"

Zhao Lao Si asked with a smile, "Do you need me to ask about the cement?"

"Yes, I think so too, hehe."

Han Xuxu wasn't good at chatting either, teasing Zhao Lao Si for a few sentences, but didn't chat about the wedding.

"Hey! Doing this line, eating hard-earned money."

Han Xuxu didn't care, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, and exhaled the smoke from his mouth.

This made him think of more, more than he could consider at his age, but should consider.

"That would be great, hehe."

Just look at how many jobs I've taken and how many projects I've secured in the short half-year I've known Old Zhao Si.

He wouldn't stand up for him, nor would he vent his anger for him, just providing him a meal in times of crisis.

Zhao Lao Si was looking at the car when Master Dou's voice came from behind, followed by Li Xuewu, and Ji Wang Weidong, who hadn't been seen for a long time, standing outside the foyer.

"If I say it, don't say it was me!"

Han Xuxu followed the trend; whatever Zhao Lao Si said, he did.

"My younger brother works very neatly, is very diligent, wiping tables and sweeping floors are no problem..."

"Hmm, it's a match."

He hadn't thought about coming back to see, but those were things to think about when preparing to die of old age.

Zhao Lao Si stood at the entrance and said with a smile, "I moved to Haiyuncang after I got married. I have a Jeep for daily travel, but it's a soft-top."

Ding Wanqiu was also here to look at the project today. He had found many people to work on the underground water and electricity renovation, and had been busy for a long time; it was only in the last few days that he finished.

And this money wasn't in Han Xu's hands. When it was time to use it, Zhao Lao Si would naturally send the money to the company's account.

They were small-time players, it's true. But go to the street and ask around; who dared to go head-to-head with them?

But Zhao Lao Si was just an ordinary citizen; he could only stand in a mansion covering four mu of land with over 180 rooms and envy it.

It wasn't the same mode as the recycling station; theirs was manual labor.

"Wait a bit longer."

Zhao Lao Si saw Huang Gan turning to walk upstairs and couldn't help but grin.

He wasn't stupid. It was hard to beg Zhao Lao Si to allow him to create such an engineering team; could he let Zhao Lao Si run away?

Zhao Lao Si tapped the table lightly and said, "Starting a business over there doesn't take much money, and you have a month anyway."

"You study hard. You manage the business; other things will naturally have people to help you handle them."

"Ah?"

Behind him, Ji Wang Weidong was already in tears, unable to speak.

"Then I lack your vision. Anyway, I'll listen to you."

"I said I wouldn't take jobs, but I really have to trouble you with something."

Ding Wanqiu could really chat. His honest face revealed eyes with shrewd light.

Zhao Lao Si stood there looking at that car, thinking about when he could standardly sit in such a car.

This kid was a chatterbox. As long as Zhao Lao Si gave him a chance, he would talk endlessly, leaving no chance for himself to speak.

"Yes, my younger brother is two years younger than me."

There were also places like the Beijing Hotel for foreign affairs or special activities; luxury cars were still there, it's just that ordinary people couldn't come into contact with them.

Zhao Lao Si walked over, sat beside Huang Gan, and persuaded softly, "If I didn't take you seriously, could I hand over all the money for you to manage? If I didn't take you seriously, could I hand over all the accounts to you?"

"If you start crying now, it's a bit early. At the very least, it'll be three months."

Zhao Lao Si had just taken a step when Master Dou's pleasantly surprised voice came from behind.

"Are you talking about those who retired or transferred?"

Seeing Ding Wanqiu coming from behind, wanting to leave, he left Father Lou, saying he was going to see him off.

Master Dou pulled the corners of his mouth and said hesitantly, "It's the one who was here before, Uncle-Master Ding..."

Ding Wanqiu smiled, cupped his hands at Zhao Lao Si, went down the steps, took his bicycle, waved his hands, and left.

Now it's good; he could only take his wife, three people like that.

Huang Gan looked at Zhao Lao Si resentfully and asked, "Is it because Dad is back that I have to go out?"

Zhao Lao Si squinted his eyes, smoking a cigarette, and looked in the direction of the courtyard gate.

"Ah?"

"It's not business, it's friends."

Ding Wanqiu thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll get some cement, give you a one-step solution, and add a warehouse."

"Not necessarily."

"Don't, don't, don't! Comrade Li Chu!"

Now the aluminum-clad wires were still being brought in from outside, but Zhao Lao Si required him to use copper-clad wires.

"Hmm, after returning, you're still in charge here."

Han Xuxu took out the cigarette from his pocket and lit it, saying vaguely, "Still have to look at the environment. When the time is right, I will arrange for you to go out."

Ji Wang Weidong also raised his wine, clinked it with Han Xuxu's, and together with old tears, poured it into his stomach.

"Old brother, I'm very surprised."

He was still bragging there, but Han Xuxu frowned and said, "Having a younger brother is fine. Next week, next week bring them over. However many you can scrape together, scrape them together, and all go to Steel City to work for me."

"Comrade Li Chu... I..."

Having said that, Zhao Lao Si stopped his steps and exhorted, "Don't think about making a lot of money. Raising people and training troops, after three or five years, you'll have a mature construction team in your hands."

Can this Beijing really not hold them?

This is the gatehouse doing a good job; upgraded to a third-level steward!

Huang Gan's eye sockets were still a bit red; you could tell she had cried, but now she had returned to normal.

Today he invited Sister Lou to inspect, and at the same time discussed the renovation construction for the next stage.

"If I leave next month, then when I come back, it will be January. The management office here can also get on the right track."

Ding Wanqiu smiled, "Those are not things; just a garage. It won't take much work. When the time comes, I'll lead people to do it myself."

That block of time was enough for Han Xuxu to make a phone call to Zhou Changli or Yu Xiaoru.

Seeing Master Dou was happy, Li Xuewu didn't have the heart to kick him anymore. He turned to look outside the door and went into the gatehouse.

What can't be exhausted is the joys and sorrows of the human world; what can't be tasted is the bitterness of the era.

"Ah?"

Beijing to Hong Kong is only two thousand-plus kilometers. It looks far now, but how far can it be?

Their unit's telegraph machines all have serial numbers; if one is missing, it'll be troublesome.

Is what he said accurate or not?

"Yes, yes, how can I not?"

The restaurant manager was also the former shopkeeper, just that he had changed his identity and no longer had shares.

Zhao Lao Si smiled and corrected Ding Wanqiu's words. After there were no outsiders around, he asked, "How is the progress of the matter?"

This time he was also discussing things with Father Lou, and deliberately found a place without people.

As long as you work for a few years, let alone a few years, even if it's ten years, by then, mixing into something is much more awesome than a street urchin, right?!

Hong Kong doesn't need to worry. As long as you spend money, you can buy high-power telegraph machines anywhere, and they are commercial ones.

"Hey~ look at your lack of ambition, still damn small-time playing!"

"If you don't work, what are you doing? Raising a young master?"

Huang Gan had naturally heard his father talk about Old Zhao Si's plan, so he understood what he needed to do.

Zhao Lao Si looked at the artisan who was unremarkable, with a dark face, and revealed a reliable temperament.

Can going to Steel City avoid it? Or does Zhao Lao Si have other uses for scum like them?

Zhao Lao Si used the excuse of Han Xuxu getting rid of Han Xu, which was just an excuse to see Ding Wanqiu off. He really had things to do.

Han Xuxu smiled and said, "But I will arrange for someone to go with you. It's very chaotic over there. A weak woman like you managing so much money, you'll be swallowed alive."

But now, penniless, without a cent, how dare he climb the steps over there?

Zhao Lao Si didn't ask what he had experienced, nor did he ask why he had returned, just persuaded him to eat more.

Han Xu held the thermos and refilled the hot water for his father and Han Xuxu's tea cups, while asking Zhao Lao Si a question.

It was Huang Gan who was tired of learning telegraphy. She now wished she could split herself into two.

Having worked for so long, is it time to hand in a letter of intent?

"Money will follow Huang Gan."

Who among the old neighbors in their area wouldn't give him a thumbs up when mentioning him?

At this moment, Zhao Lao Si stood outside the door, and he stood inside the door.

Han Xuxu waved his hands and smiled, "Hehe, don't be like that. What I said isn't necessarily correct; I just see a little more."

He also observed during that time that most of the people who came here to play rode their own bikes; there were no people driving.

Zhao Lao Si glanced at Li Xuewu, who was lowering his head, and sneered, "Look at your lack of ambition. The one who got beaten didn't dare to fight back, and the one who hit didn't dare to admit it."

Han Xuxu didn't understand what it meant, but Zhao Lao Si required it to be done that way because he knew that in such an old mansion, most of the materials were wood; aluminum wires were really too dangerous.

Zhao Lao Si didn't really wait in the gatehouse, just stood at the main gate, exchanging greetings with the students who came to play.

Han Xuxu was stunned. He had just thought that his gatehouse had just been cleaned up and he hadn't lived in it enough, and now he had to leave.

"What did Li Xuewu go do?"

"That would be great. Speaking of management, I still have some old friends."

"Get lost! Hehe~"

Zhao Lao Si's words weren't finished, but Master Dou had already flown out the door, wishing he could borrow two legs to run outside.

"Not sure, maybe next month."

After saying that, he went out the door, leaving the office to his daughter and Zhao Lao Si.

Zhao Lao Si sized up Ji Wang Weidong's disheveled appearance but didn't say anything hypocritical.

"I'll introduce you to someone later."

Han Xu lit a cigarette and asked with raised eyebrows, "When do you plan to ship?"

Now that there was an official seal, they could take on projects, and money could be directly obtained.

Having said that, he walked in front of Ji Wang Weidong, gestured, went down the steps first, and went to the alley opposite.

"Is that finished?"

"Then I'll listen to you."

Tapping the ashtray on the table with his hand, he then said, "It's better to grasp the current time to study more, so you don't get flustered when you go over."

Sister Lou came to work every day these days. She had been idle at home for so many years and finally had some proper work to do.

After saying that, he pointed at Master Dou and said, "He doesn't need to go; he stays."

"Hey, our books will soon have no place to be put; the whole warehouse is red."

Zhao Lao Si nodded at the restaurant manager who was looking over and said 'good'.

"And the money...?"

Whether it was the sailor shirt or the khaki cloth that hadn't been popularized yet, or those canvas shoes, they were all rare things.

Zhao Lao Si scratched his eyebrows and said, "Heating the car in this winter is really hard work. If I can keep it warm, I can put other things in it."

"Next week? Steel City? Working?"

What about now?

Zhao Lao Si filled the wine glass in front of Ji Wang Weidong, poured his own, raised it, and toasted a cup.

"Xuewu, I haven't seen you all along."

Father Lou didn't care; he had met him during the preparatory meeting, and he also knew the club's money was taken from her hands.

"Clothes your wife put together for you?"

Han Xuxu grinned, not daring to look behind him.

He was afraid of Li Erbala, and also afraid of Zhou Bala-eye!

"I can't see you off this time."

"Come, for the reunion."

Han Xuxu was a bit troublesome here. Asking Han Xuxu for it, Zhou Changli said his guns could be given, but that stuff wasn't easy to give.

He couldn't afford to eat, so finding his nephew was a tradition within the sect.

And Li Xuewu was still in full shock. Without caring about Steel City or anything, he was thinking about what Han Xuxu said just now about Beijing not being able to hold them.

"Oh oh, remembered."

Zhao Lao Si grinned and looked at him, saying, "If you don't say it, then I'll call people to catch him. The White Bear Spirit is a mountain god in front of the Bodhisattva, but once he leaves the mountain, he's not a person."

Ji Wang Weidong was sentimental about his wandering life, but Zhao Lao Si didn't have any intention of gloating.

Even if it were Sister Lou, it seemed she didn't drive here. That car had been left here since he finished using it.

Huang Gan tilted her mouth and praised him. Before, she had also wanted to change his dressing style, but he had refused.

Sister Lou was still worried about money. Their joint investment wasn't easy to take out. That wasn't thirty, fifty, three hundred, or three thousand yuan.

Even if someone checked, it should be Zhou Changli or Yu Xiaoru checking.

Outside the door, a rather dramatic scene.

Raising this big group, who knows when it will be used? When the time is ripe, isn't it the foundation for establishing a proper enterprise?

"Li... Comrade Li Chu..."

Zhao Lao Si didn't wait for Han Xu to ask again, directly stating his position.

Zhao Lao Si set the strategy for him: small elite, big group.

Zhao Lao Si turned his head and looked at Han Xu, asking, "Is Huaqing urging you?"

"The news agency will arrange to take you out of the country. You have about a month of activity time in Hong Kong. They will guide you to apply for all the procedures for handling the enterprise."

"Upstairs, my father is there too."

This news was too sudden, but the subsequent news was even more sudden: he didn't need to go, and he was still a gatekeeper.

"My personal suggestion is to work steadily on the residential area project. That's a big project; I'm afraid it won't be finished in three or five years."

Sister Lou teased, staring at Li Xuewu and looking him up and down, as if Li Xuewu, who had gotten married, was different.

Han Xuxu smiled, talking, but his eyes were involuntarily scanning left and right, as if it were his first time doing something bad.

Speaking of relationships, who would have nothing to do and come to probe the relationship between her and Zhao Lao Si? Father Lou naturally wouldn't, and others wouldn't either.

According to Zhao Lao Si's requirements, it couldn't change the original appearance, nor could it delay the use of water and electricity.

Then... why did Zhao Lao Si want to help them?

"That's very good!"

"Ashamed, just a stray dog."

Half learning, half management.

Money is gone, people are still alive.

The first sentence Ji Wang Weidong said almost didn't come out. He wiped his tears, and then thanked him.

But Zhao Lao Si could remember old feelings and didn't care about him, whom he shouldn't have seen for a lifetime, which made him unable not to be moved.

Zhao Lao Si's eyebrows suddenly opened, staring at Han Xuxu, and said, "Ji Wang Weidong is back?"

As soon as Han Xuxu walked in, Ding Wanqiu greeted him with a smile, and Zhao Lao Si also responded with a smile.

"It's okay, it won't take long before you feel the warehouse is empty."

Zhao Lao Si looked at him and said, "What the hell are you all, eating so much? If you don't work, what am I supposed to feed you with?"

After following Zhao Lao Si, the number of people under his hand had become more and more, from the initial three or five, eight or nine, to the current hundreds.

Han Xu didn't care about Zhao Lao Si's stinginess, said with a smile, and then stood up, "I'm going to inspect the water and electricity; you guys talk here."

"You and Uncle Ding came; how would we dare to be sloppy?"

Of course, if you go to the gate of the embassy to look, there are even more.

"Please, use a few more workers; it's best to make it warm."

Han Xuxu signaled Ding Wanqiu, and the two continued to walk out, talking as they walked: "A little brother, quite interesting, also a decent person; he has some connections in construction."

Once upon a time, he stood inside the door, and Zhao Lao Si stood outside the door.

Only a fool wouldn't listen.

That is the deputy director in charge of public security at the branch bureau; he is the living Yama King that people like them tremble at the sight of.

Li Xuewu's foot, which had just stepped into the screen wall, retreated. Seeing Sister Lou chasing out, he smiled and said, "I'm here to visit; I didn't expect to walk into a vinegar shop somehow." ===== CHAPTER 591 =====