Chapter 899

Slap!

The conference room suddenly fell silent, all because Li Xuewu had slammed the document in his hand.

"Including generators, engines, and transmissions—equipment for three production lines!"

Li Xuewu pointed his finger at the slightly thin document on the table and scolded: "You take this to fool me, to fool the Rolling Mill?"

"Deputy Director Li, please listen to my explanation."

The other party's Deputy Factory Director first looked at old Factory Director Cheng Kaiyuan, who was sitting at one end of the conference table, before wanting to explain to Li Xuewu.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Li Xuewu shot him down.

"What about trust? What about respect?"

The look in Li Xuewu's eyes revealed seriousness and deterrence, and his words were even more aggressive: "Is this how your factory always serves customers?"

"Listen to Deputy Factory Director Zhou's explanation first."

Cheng Kaiyuan finally spoke; his face was also livid, his hands were crossed on the table, and his tone was a bit stiff.

Li Xuewu didn't even glance at him, just looking at the other party's Deputy Factory Director.

Seeing he had gotten the chance to speak, Deputy Factory Director Zhou hurriedly explained: "From the moment we received the procurement plan, we have already been doing this design work..."

"Speak to the point."

Li Xuewu tapped the table with his finger, reminding him to talk less nonsense and say the key points.

Being interrupted by him, Deputy Factory Director Zhou also felt angry in his heart.

But this project was the largest extra-plan work the factory had received this year, a necessary task that could directly create actual economic value for the factory.

Because of the relationship with old Factory Director Cheng Kaiyuan, they had obtained this order a step ahead.

But it was precisely because the old factory director was here that they were really surprised by today's encounter.

He had heard the big name of this Deputy Director Li, but he really hadn't paid much attention to it.

No matter how awesome a cadre is, don't they still have to be managed by organizational discipline?

Now the Management Committee is in charge; the Director and Deputy Directors are ranked in order. In terms of authority, when would it be the turn of a Deputy Director of the Management Committee Office to call the shots?

What surprised Zhou Bixian wasn't just this Deputy Director Li's attitude, but also the attitude of old Factory Director Cheng Kaiyuan.

From the beginning, the atmosphere of the meeting was a bit oppressive, but the old factory director hadn't expressed any stance.

From all these things, one could already see the old factory director's current situation.

Zhou Bixian wasn't a fool; he knew that to win this order, he not only had to maintain the relationship with the old factory director but also had to coordinate well with this Deputy Director Li.

The moment the other party lost his temper, the moment he felt the aura of a "Party A father," he really regretted it—regretted not understanding the actual situation and rounding out the scene.

Do you think this era is a planned economy, so you don't need to take orders yourself?

Yes, some factories are too busy with planned tasks, but not all factories are like that.

Planned order tasks are issued uniformly from above, and the economy is also managed uniformly from above.

If production capacity is abundant, they will also coordinate extra-plan tasks with brother units.

This part of the economy is managed and used by themselves, which is the "small treasury" ideology emphasized by the above in the next ten or twenty years.

Who doesn't want their unit to have money? Who doesn't want to receive better welfare items during festivals?

Leaders also have pressure, let alone now, as it's almost the end of the year; don't they have to make the economy look better?

So now that Li Xuewu is giving him attitude, he has to endure it no matter what.

"Deputy Director Li, we have to admit that we have rarely received such complete, systematic, and high-standard, strictly required production system orders, so it was inevitable to be cautious and careful, which delayed the time."

Zhou Bixian followed Li Xuewu's requirements and began to speak to the point: "We have done generator production equipment for the Beijing First Electrical Machinery Factory before, but it wasn't a complete production line."

"But please rest assured, we already have a mature configuration plan."

"Where is the stuff?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhou Bixian, and asked: "Let me see the plan you just mentioned."

"Get it for Deputy Director Li."

Zhou Bixian gestured to the accompanying secretary and explained himself: "The reason we didn't provide a detailed engineering plan the first time was that we thought we would discuss it at the engineer meeting."

"Afraid I wouldn't understand, right?"

Li Xuewu took the document, blamed the other party while really looking at it carefully.

At this time, Cheng Kaiyuan spoke up: "Deputy Factory Director Zhou, you might not know."

He said to Zhou Bixian with a tone that seemed proud but was actually mocking: "The car that is about to go offline in our factory was actually designed by Deputy Director Li."

"Is that so?"

Zhou Bixian also heard the meaningfulness in Cheng Kaiyuan's words, but he very cleverly pretended not to understand, and looked at Li Xuewu with genuine surprise and admiration.

"Then I really have eyes but fail to see; sorry, sorry."

He truly knew how to conduct himself; he took a stack of materials from the secretary's hand and walked directly to sit next to Li Xuewu.

"Deputy Director Li, let me introduce you in detail to the design ideas for these three production line projects."

Li Xuewu glanced at Cheng Kaiyuan over there, his eyes sharp as if carrying knives.

And Cheng Kaiyuan leaned back tactically, dodging lightly, but he understood Li Xuewu's look that wanted to knife him clearly.

"Talk about the generator first."

Li Xuewu tapped the document in his hand, turned to look at Zhou Bixian, and asked: "Tell me, how to ensure its quality and service life?"

"This..."

Zhou Bixian looked at Li Xuewu, hesitated for a moment, and seeing his gaze was profound and not like someone pretending to understand, he thought that deducing production design from the perspective of use was also a research and development idea.

"Let me tell you about the production environment and quality assurance of the generator first."

"And safety operations and protective measures."

Li Xuewu added and emphasized: "Especially routine safety in production and the handling and response to extreme situations."

Now there's trouble; Zhou Bixian is the business Deputy Factory Director of the machinery factory and has a lot of work experience in mechanical design itself.

But today he met a guy who didn't play by the rules, didn't ask him about process design, didn't ask him about system engineering, but instead examined him from the perspective of production and products.

Why?

In this instant, he had already thought about it; the other party clearly knew very well that he must have a design plan, and routine design was naturally not a problem, so the key points were really what the other party raised.

Safety, control, quality, etc.; he weighed his words, based on the full production line engineering and process system, and began to expound on the design ideas and the application of mechanical engineering from the aspects Li Xuewu cared about.

This was naturally not simple work, because Li Xuewu would interrupt him from time to time to ask questions about the key points he mentioned.

Although Zhou Bixian could see that Li Xuewu wasn't a professional engineering designer, let alone a production-business leader, the other party's sharp thinking and unique perspective on problems made him admire him very much.

Every time he interrupted his narration, it was definitely targeted, and regarding his explanation, he could also put forward targeted suggestions and opinions, which is very hard to see among the leadership.

He was naturally different; he walked up step by step from the workshop, and every project had one or several leaders who were production-business types.

The Rolling Mill's Nie Chenglin was like this; this was a work need, and also an organizational need.

Watching the two sitting there singing in harmony, Cheng Kaiyuan's face became even uglier.

Just now Li Xuewu gave the First Machinery Factory a hard time in front of him; wasn't that just dropping his face?

The reason was clear to everyone in the room, nothing more than the extension of the conflict between himself and Li Huai De.

That string of words with hidden barbs was just short of directly naming names.

It was just short of directly pointing at the machinery factory's nose and scolding them to do it if they could, and roll if they couldn't.

When Zhou Bixian's gaze looked at him, his face was hot, his face was red, and his heart was thumping with anger.

But what could he say? He clearly knew Li Xuewu was doing it on purpose, but if he opened his mouth at that time, he might have been stepped on by Li Xuewu.

Sometimes the struggles in the government office are just so shallow and direct.

You are not on the same path as me, so in daily work, there are those who are kind-faced but black-handed, and there are those who draw knives and start fighting when they disagree.

Anyway, it's all about using the attitude and excuse of discussing matters as they are and not targeting people to talk about things; if it's really knives, guns, sticks, and clubs, can't they just greet each other?

Is Zhou Bixian a fool? Is this his first time participating in an engineering project negotiation meeting?

Of course not; he had very good negotiation experience, otherwise, it couldn't have been him leading the team to the Rolling Mill.

But from the beginning, Zhou Bixian was misled by himself or some remarks, thinking the Rolling Mill had a "normal" management order.

Of course, the Rolling Mill naturally had a normal management order; it was just that Li Xuewu himself was not very normal.

And it was precisely the not-very-normal Li Xuewu that he bumped into, which almost made him trip.

At this time, he had already connected with Li Xuewu, and hoped even more that old Factory Director Cheng Kaiyuan would take the initiative to leave.

It wasn't really using people when facing forward and not using them when facing backward, or having the idea of killing the donkey after the millstone is done.

He could clearly feel that the old factory director was not very friendly with this Deputy Director Li.

Or rather, the two's working relationship was not very harmonious.

It really wasn't all people from the Rolling Mill here; there were also students from Huaqing here for internships.

This was at Li Xuewu's request, to select a batch of university students who understood foreign languages and had strong abilities from those interning at the factory to enrich the team of the Foreign Trade Office.

Sha Qizhi himself knew a little Russian, but only those daily phrases. Back when the Soviets came to support, he didn't get the job of reception.

For the Foreign Trade Office, if there was no translator, it would truly be hanging a sheep's head but selling dog meat.

So, Sha Qizhi called two people from the General Office to help and selected several university students, wanting to go to the Foreign Affairs Department for training and study. He had to explain the matters at home.

He was Li Xuewu's secretary, but also the Deputy Director of the General Office.

Previously, his main work was to serve Li Xuewu, and Sun Jian didn't give him many work arrangements.

But now, he didn't need to run around with Li Xuewu. As a solid Deputy Director, how could he just leave whenever he wanted?

In a few words, he explained the work he had to be busy with, and his tone even humbly expressed his apologies.

Sun Jian was very amiable, laughing and saying repeatedly that it was a good thing, telling him to go be busy first, as the work in the General Office had him.

However, just as Sha Qizhi was about to leave, Sun Jian called him back and gave an unexpected exhortation: "The handover work still needs to be done well; don't let any slips occur."

"Alright, I know."

Sha Qizhi's eyes moved slightly, glancing in the direction Sun Jian came out from. His gaze swept over, but a figure flashed on the third floor.

Perhaps it was because he saw Sun Jian talking to him, or perhaps he was sensitive to his gaze, but that person hurriedly hid, yet he still saw him clearly.

Cadres of the Security Division, under Li Xuewu's leadership, which one hadn't practiced the skill of watching from all directions and listening to all sides?

It's him~

Sha Qizhi withdrew his gaze and went to look at Sun Jian again, only to find that the other party had already walked into the Security Building.

As the saying goes, if you keep thinking about something, there will be an echo. Being constantly kept in mind by others is also a thing in one's heart.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the morning when the jeep drove out of the Television Factory.

Peng Xiaoli learned from the notebook Deputy Director Sha gave him that Deputy Director Li had added an itinerary at noon, which was to go to the Chemical Plant.

He held this notebook in his hand like an action guide, trying his best to learn Sha Qizhi's work thinking to understand the schedule.

But... since coming out of the Rolling Mill, the leader hadn't said a word to him.

Including the road to the Television Factory, meeting, exchanging pleasantries, holding meetings, and saying goodbye to the other party—on this journey, he seemed like a spectator.

Saying he wasn't favored by the leader wasn't quite accurate, but Deputy Director Li just didn't pay attention to him.

As for what should be done and what should be said, it wasn't that he hadn't seen these things.

In order to reach this position today as soon as possible, he didn't know how much homework and effort he had put in privately.

He had even simulated many times in his heart how he should act if he were chosen by Secretary Yang as a secretary, and how he should act if he were chosen by Factory Director Yang.

Without being polite, if Secretary Yang or any leader in the Party Committee had chosen him as a secretary at that time, he could have achieved seamless integration.

It's a pity that man proposes, God disposes. He simulated so much and thought so much, but he never thought about being Li Xuewu's secretary.

He was like a headless fly, not knowing how to deal with Li Xuewu.

Deliberately judging whether the other party was a factory leader would be too silly and absolute.

But saying he had ascended to the sky in one step and would be prominent in front of people from now on was also impossible.

But from coming out of Deputy Director Wang's office to following behind Li Xuewu downstairs, he had already felt something different.

What was different?

He, his mentality, or rather the mentality of others, carried a bit of surprise, or what you might call meaningfulness, in their eyes and gazes when looking at him.

Borrowing the tiger's might?

Perhaps it was like this. In the current Rolling Mill, who dared to challenge Li Xuewu, and who dared to say he wasn't a factory leader?

If Li Xuewu wasn't a factory leader, then what were those group leaders and deputy group leaders who were called over by him for meetings and commanded to be busy?

Prestige?

Yes, coming down from upstairs, Peng Xiaoli felt Deputy Director Li's prestige.

He really hadn't paid attention before; he was always the one taking the initiative to greet others.

But today, he became the one following behind the leader, receiving polite smiles from others.

Really, only today did Peng Xiaoli finally feel the special feeling of being greeted.

Although the pressure was still immense when facing Deputy Director Li, following behind the other party, he felt a sense of honor.

What kind of feeling was this?

Strange and complicated, unclear and indescribable; perhaps this was the experience he had been pursuing and dreaming of day and night.

Several hours had passed, and his heart was still hard to suppress the excitement.

But holding the notebook Deputy Director Sha gave him, he was recalling the other party's work attitude and daily habits.

A secretary's habits are mostly related to the leader they serve; from the other party's words and actions, it's not hard to see the leader's preferences.

Deputy Director Sha wasn't very talkative, but he was humorous, witty, and generous when dealing with them.

And Deputy Director Li's generosity didn't need to be deliberately explored; it was basically a consensus for everyone.

From the conversation with Deputy Director Sha today to the notebook handed to him later, it wasn't hard to see the other party's goodwill.

Although Peng Xiaoli also knew the deep meaning of the other party doing this, he still had to look at the other party's character from the correct angle, and then understand Deputy Director Li's character.

Today was his first day on the job, and Deputy Director Sha didn't intend to lead him for a few days; the handover was also very simple, looking like he trusted him completely.

Some might say this was Sha Qizhi's intention, wanting him to make mistakes in front of the leader so he could help him deal with these problems later, thereby gaining his favor.

Did Deputy Director Sha have such a plan?

Peng Xiaoli didn't know, but even if others said so, he wouldn't believe it.

Very simple, he wasn't a rookie just starting out, nor was he a second-rate person who didn't understand the business.

He was the secretary coordinating and responsible for docking with the Security Division. Even if he hadn't specifically executed the Security Division's tasks, how could he not have read the documents that passed through his hands?

Making mistakes was certain; even a couple needs emotional adjustment, let alone a leader and a secretary.

The relationship between the latter was even more complicated than the former; too far wasn't right, too close wasn't right either.

Look at now, the leader is sitting in the back reading materials without speaking, so how would he dare to take the initiative to talk?

Really getting along like neighbors, turning around and saying to the leader: "Hey, what are we having for lunch?"

Not to mention he didn't have the guts, even if he did, he didn't think his life was too long.

He had heard of the one driving long ago. A driver with a pistol on his waist, usually speaking less than farting—would you say he's scary or not?

There had long been a ranking in the small car class. Han Jiankun was the one who spoke the least among all the small car drivers, leading the second place by an absolute advantage.

Even after working together for so long, there were still people who hadn't spoken to him.

People all said Han Jiankun had things hidden in his heart, holding a grudge about his father's death, so he was willing to drive for Li Xuewu to repay the kindness.

Plus, what everyone knew recently: Han Jiankun got married, and Li Xuewu attended in person. The object was the younger sister of the Guest House Director, Qin Huairu.

You just savor it; the more you savor it, the more flavor it has.

What is Li Xuewu? Deputy Group Leader of the Security Group, with many lives on his hands.

If someone really blind provoked him, perhaps the first one to shoot would be this silent driver.

Was it like this daily when Deputy Director Sha was a secretary? He didn't know.

But now the driver doesn't speak, the leader sitting in the car doesn't make a sound, and as a secretary, he can only be a mute.

Fortunately, the distance to the Beijing Chemical Plant wasn't very long, and Peng Xiaoli's ability to endure embarrassment was quite good.

The vehicle stopped steadily at a distance of one step from the lobby steps, convenient for the leader to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with the reception staff after getting off.

Peng Xiaoli had thought about how to open the car door for the leader before, but following Li Xuewu out, he knew very well that the other party didn't want the secretary to open the car door usually.

At this moment, watching Deputy Director Li shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with the other party, all harmonious, he also tried his best to maintain a polite smile, responding to the reception staff who greeted him.

"Oh my, you are truly hard to invite."

Beijing Chemical Plant Deputy Factory Director Bai Zhangmin took the initiative to welcome him out of the building door, and while shaking hands with Li Xuewu, he complained: "If you don't come again, I'll go to the Rolling Mill to block your door."

"Hahaha~"

Li Xuewu's hearty laughter passed through the lobby, echoing repeatedly: "It would be useless if you went. I don't even know what I'm going to be busy with in the next moment, or where I am!"

He patted Bai Zhangmin's hand he was holding very apologetically and said: "Factory Director Bai, if I say I'm so busy my feet don't touch the ground, you must think I'm elevating my own status. How much work can a Deputy Division Chief have, right?"

"Hey! I didn't say that!"

Bai Zhangmin pointed at him with a smile and said: "I understand your situation. If I didn't understand, would I invite you to negotiate cooperation?"

"Hahaha, that's settled then."

Li Xuewu let go of his hand with a smile, gestured toward the building door, and said: "Friends are valuable in mutual understanding; you still understand me."

"It's not enough that I understand you; in a while, you have to make Director Zhu understand you too."

Bai Zhangmin deliberately joked: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. You refused twice; it truly hurt our Director Zhu's heart."

"Is the leader angry?"

"Blame me—blame me—"

Li Xuewu muttered apologetically while walking inside: "In a while, I'll punish myself with three cups."

"Anyway, he's not very happy."

Bai Zhangmin walked beside him, joking: "If it really is a Hongmen Banquet, don't blame me."

"Where—where—"

Li Xuewu joked, saying: "Even if you, Brother Bai, want to keep me, can I say no? Today I'll accompany the gentleman with my life and express myself well."

"Don't play if you can't afford to lose~"

Bai Zhangmin was afraid of Li Xuewu mentioning alcohol; he was injured by drinking last time. Just now Li Xuewu was mentioning punishing himself with three cups, and he deliberately covered it up.

He didn't expect Li Xuewu to mention it again. Isn't this clearly bullying people with power!

"Hahaha~"

The laughter was too demonic. From the first-floor lobby to the third-floor reception room, Peng Xiaoli was feeling his social ability all the way.

Is this the one who was silent in the car?

People all say that cadres are actually the best actors. He didn't have a deep realization before, but now he was experiencing it personally.

From the moment they met after getting off the car, including Deputy Director Li and the other party's Deputy Factory Director Bai, the two's secret struggles were going on intensely every moment.

You see them exchanging pleasantries, being polite, greeting, and joking, but in reality, the confrontation regarding cooperation had long since begun.

The Rolling Mill needs the automotive industry and needs to cooperate with the Chemical Plant; otherwise, they wouldn't have taken the initiative to come here to negotiate a while ago.

Now that the Chemical Plant was dragged by the other party to participate in the development of the third-industry and joint-industry projects, it had become the other party occupying the dominant position.

But this kind of cooperation between large factories is never a scene where you always win.

Yesterday Li Xuewu took the initiative to visit, today they took the initiative to invite for a meeting, each having victories and defeats.

Whoever takes the initiative suffers the loss.

Li Xuewu wouldn't take the initiative to visit anyway; he had to wait for three times, learning from Zhuge's thatched cottage.

It was the third time, so he naturally gained the upper hand, but the other party wasn't willing to suffer a loss either.

First, they arranged a dinner, but it was at noon.

They also arranged for a familiar deputy general to receive him at the door, but kept saying the leader was concerned.

Finally, there was the negotiation; the director took the lead, just wanting to reverse the disadvantage.

Li Xuewu, naturally, didn't want to lose his position, but under the eaves, one cannot help but bow one's head.

Bowing one's head cannot be too much, so what to do?

Just joke around, make trouble out of nothing, and talk about other things.

Didn't you say the leader is angry? Alright, I'll punish myself with three cups, and we'll see at the drinking table.

Business is about coming and going. The other party is definitely talking about what's unfavorable to you, so you just switch it and talk about what's favorable to you, right?

Li Xuewu walked in front, laughing noisily, while Peng Xiaoli behind was looking at the doorway.

Why did Xu Sinian once point out that he had spiritual nature? Many things in the government office, he understood at a glance and grasped at a point.

Why is the canal so clear? Because there is a source of living water.

Before, he also often heard people talk about these things. Secretaries with diligent mouths would also talk about the leader's interesting stories in small circles, but they were all positive ones.

Peng Xiaoli sat at the end, just listening to people talk about how glorious the leader was when he went out, how he conducted himself, and how smooth and sophisticated he was.

Secretaries need to learn to grow. Being a secretary for a leader naturally means seeing more and learning more.

Look at Sha Qizhi, what was he before? After being Li Xuewu's secretary for more than half a year, look at him now.

This is the charm of opportunity. Peng Xiaoli used to envy those people to death, being able to follow behind the leader to learn.

Today it was his turn. Compared with the stories he had heard before, he felt Li Xuewu's social ability was even better.

Especially in utilizing his own advantages and using four ounces to move a thousand pounds, he could truly feel the leader's ability and charm.

When meeting with the Chemical Plant's top leader, Director Zhu Xiaolin, Peng Xiaoli really thought the other party would give him a hard time.

But in reality, Director Zhu was especially polite, not treating Deputy Director Li as an outsider at all, and even less like he was angry as Deputy Factory Director Bai said downstairs.

Look, this is the routine.

Peng Xiaoli knew very well that the other party absolutely didn't rehearse for Deputy Director Li's visit; this is the tacit understanding in the government office.

You just say, if you heard Deputy Factory Director Bai say those things downstairs, would you be a bit uneasy in your heart?

When you got upstairs and met the other party's leader who treated you with courtesy, would you be a little moved?

Can you say the other party did it on purpose, to give you a high hat in the upcoming negotiations?

Just like what he thought in his heart, the confrontation actually started from the moment they met.

"Drink less, it doesn't matter."

Bai Zhangmin smiled and said to Liu Yongtao; he really couldn't get past it if Li Xuewu took the initiative to toast and he said he wouldn't drink.

Last time, it was Office Deputy Director Liu Yongtao who received the Rolling Mill group, and he was the first to be knocked down.

This time, entertaining the visiting Li Xuewu, Liu Yongtao, who was responsible for the reception work, was truly intimidated in his heart facing Li Xuewu's politeness.

But the more intimidated he was, the more Li Xuewu targeted him. Borrowing the time of talking, he had already finished two cups.

Liu Yongtao knew his drinking capacity too well. Sipping from a small cup was fine; more than a jin wasn't a problem.

But he still remembered the ability and routine of this Deputy Division Chief Li from the last drinking table.

First use a small cup, then use a glass, after using a small cup use a large glass...

He couldn't withstand the other party's cleaning up, so he surrendered early.

Liu Yongtao said he had important work in the afternoon and didn't dare to get drunk.

Li Xuewu naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him, but his gaze turned to Bai Zhangmin.

Seeing this, Bai Zhangmin naturally sacrificed his friend to save himself.

You have important work, and I don't?

You don't want to wake up tomorrow, do I want to lose a fragment of my life!

Who told you to be the Deputy Director? You go first. Today Li Xuewu's anger is very high; naturally, it's a wheel battle, a life-and-death game.

Didn't you see Director Zhu also entered the game? Today, they strive for Li Xuewu not to fall until they fall; if Li Xuewu falls, they can drink just right.

Last time Li Xuewu brought a team, this time he was alone; how could they let go of this opportunity?

So at noon, the Chemical Plant's drinking game began its dramatic side.

All heroes besieged Bright Peak, Zeng Ainiu defeated ten thousand with one force, knocking everyone down.

That was until later when Director Zhu Xiaolin saw the general trend was gone, people's hearts were scattered, and he greased the soles of his feet and ran away early; otherwise, the Chemical Plant would have been "headless" all afternoon.

Things had already been negotiated; otherwise, how could they drink at noon?

Even if Li Xuewu dared to drink, they were afraid of delaying things.

You can't talk about things after drinking; this is the consensus of government cadres.

The bragging at the drinking table doesn't count after sobering up; this is also a consensus.

So don't believe the vows at the drinking table; otherwise, you are just like the other party who brags and guarantees for you—both are idiots.

If you want to talk about being silly, Peng Xiaoli, who was sitting in the front passenger seat and secretly looking back with his peripheral vision, was about to be silly.

He saw it with his own eyes, or rather, he checked carefully: Deputy Director Li drank at least two and a half jin of white liquor at noon today.

Not to mention two and a half jin of white liquor, even if it was cold boiled water, the human stomach couldn't take it.

But look, when Deputy Director Li walked out, he was still a bit swaying, but after getting in the car and leaving the Chemical Plant gate, he was like a person who had nothing to do.

Look at his clear-eyed appearance holding the document; does he look like he was just drunk?

Peng Xiaoli had seen people who could drink, but he had never seen someone drink so much without any reaction.

"What are you looking at?"

"Ah? Sorry, leader!"

Peng Xiaoli was secretly observing the back, thinking about things, and forgot to pay attention to the scale of looking back.

Pointed out by Deputy Director Li, he didn't dare to quibble and immediately apologized and admitted his mistake.

Li Xuewu glanced at him, raised his head, and said: "Organize the negotiation results of the Television Factory and Chemical Plant this morning, form a report, and hand it to me tomorrow morning."

While ordering, his gaze swept over the somewhat embarrassed Peng Xiaoli, and he asked suspiciously: "No problem, right?"

"No problem, yes, no problem."

Peng Xiaoli was truly a bit nervous, and his words began to float.

Li Xuewu looked at him again and didn't pay attention to him, continuing to read the document.

Peng Xiaoli, sitting in the front, felt his heart beating like a drum. He promised quickly just now, but he hadn't written articles for Li Xuewu, so how would he know the other party's preferences?

Don't say silly things like "if you are strong, you don't fear the iron." Among those who have rolled in the big oil pot of the office for so long, which one isn't an old slicker?

Writing articles is absolutely no problem; reports, records, investigations, etc., they can all write.

But writing this stuff depends on who you are writing for. If it's for the units below, then according to the format, grasping the key points, he could write it in ten minutes.

Now the leader wants to see it, and it's to be used as data, so how would he dare to be casual?

If he can't figure out Li Xuewu's writing style and can't understand his thinking mode, how can he write an article that satisfies the other party?

Yes, this morning Deputy Director Li had an in-depth discussion and research with the Beijing Television Factory on projects such as electronic industry development, electrical system and communication system development cooperation, etc.

And with the Beijing Chemical Plant on joint enterprise market layout, deepening third-industry development, and vigorously promoting the construction and production process of projects such as paint, plastic, foam, sponge, artificial rubber, etc.

Things are just these things, but you really just write these two sentences?

Do you think this is a news brief? The leader clearly wants a negotiation report, a report article that is based on negotiation records, combined with the common advantages and vision of both parties, and interprets this cooperation at a deep level.

This might be kept as a work record, or more likely, it might be handed to the factory leaders for review and evaluation.

He had passed through countless such articles before, but they were all written by others. He was responsible for docking with leaders and offices, and had never taken the lead or been responsible for writing one himself.

If you say he can't write, he has read countless such articles.

If you say he can write, he can't judge his own ability and the leader's requirements.

This is called "caring leads to chaos"; the more you care, the more confused you are.

The command car returned to the Rolling Mill. Peng Xiaoli jumped out of the car the first moment it stopped and opened the car door before Li Xuewu got off.

"Leader, do you want to rest for a while?"

"No need, go be busy with your own things."

Li Xuewu tightened his coat and stepped toward the Security Building lobby.

Peng Xiaoli looked at the main office building behind him in a daze, then looked at Li Xuewu's direction, not knowing which way to go.

Han Jiankun sat in the car, looked at the "rookie" under the car, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.

Is this the clever young man Deputy Director Sha talked about?

A young man is a young man, but which "ji" is the clever "ji"?

"Bag."

"?"

Peng Xiaoli was in a daze when he suddenly heard the driver in the car shout at him.

He hadn't reacted yet when he saw the other party turn his head and gesture toward the leader's leather bag on the back seat.

"Ah, thank you, thank you."

Peng Xiaoli was like when he first started working, greeting everyone he saw and thanking everyone who spoke to him.

He opened the car door, organized the documents the leader had read from the seat, put them in the bag, and carried them.

Just as he was about to close the car door, he seemed to remember something, smiled, reached out, and greeted Han Jiankun: "Hello, we'll be colleagues from now on. My name is Peng Xiaoli, please take care of me in the future."

Han Jiankun looked at Peng Xiaoli, who was reaching out from the right rear seat to shake his hand, as if looking at an idiot.

Seeing the other party didn't speak and didn't respond to his politeness, Peng Xiaoli couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to take back his hand and close the car door, he didn't expect the other party to speak at this time: "Didn't Deputy Director Sha say you were an old person in the office?"

"..."

Peng Xiaoli's hand, like the smile on his face, was frozen by the other party's cold words.

I'm already embarrassed enough; we are cooperating for the first time, why do you have to be so heartless?

Han Jiankun didn't eat his "affectionate" look, and even less paid attention to his incomparably resentful gaze. He raised his chin, gesturing toward the car door on his side.

This means you go do what you need to do, close the door and let me go.

Peng Xiaoli suffered this loss so much that he was choked and couldn't cry, watching the other party leave dashingly.

He had thought that being Li Xuewu's secretary must be very difficult, and the other party must be very difficult to serve.

He didn't expect that even the other party's driver would be so individualistic. How will life be in the future!

To tell the truth, he was a bit regretful now. When Sha Qizhi asked him in the morning, why did he agree so rashly?

If time could flow backward and Sha Qizhi asked him this question again, he would definitely...

"Brother Peng, just back?"

"Ah? Ah—yes, going out?"

Peng Xiaoli was still in a daze and didn't notice someone greeting him.

Seeing the person coming, it was a colleague in the office.

Damn it, what did that guy just call him?

Brother Peng?

Is today his first day working at the Rolling Mill!?

Sitting in the same office for so long, you only know to call me brother today!

He stood at the entrance of the Security Building carrying Li Xuewu's bag, dealing with one who called him brother, and then more "Brother this, Brother that" came over.

He didn't know before that he had so many younger brothers and sisters in the Rolling Mill, and he had never seen so many smiling faces and kind greetings.

Feeling the eager gazes falling on him and the huge vanity being satisfied, he remembered the question just now:

If time could flow backward and Deputy Director Sha asked him this question again, he would definitely shout: "Why did you only just arrive! I've been waiting anxiously!"

"Why should the production lines for engines and transmissions be handed over to the First Machinery Factory to do?"

Standing at the conference room door, Peng Xiaoli was very puzzled. After all, the factory had a machinery factory they were familiar with.

His dissatisfaction also stemmed from Li Xuewu's attitude toward this matter.

Not long after returning in the afternoon, the Management Committee Office came over to ask for instructions, saying the negotiation meeting with the Beijing First Machinery Factory could begin.

Peng Xiaoli saw with his own eyes that Deputy Director Li's face looked ugly at that time, which also scared the secretary from the Management Committee Office who came for instructions.

The secretary asked him for help, but he was also a newcomer, so how would he dare to touch Li Xuewu's tiger whiskers?

If you want to talk about it, the Machinery Factory didn't do the right thing. This isn't distinguishing between big and small kings.

All third-industry and joint projects of the Rolling Mill, including trade and emerging production projects, were all held in Li Xuewu's hands.

The Machinery Factory coming to negotiate was different from units like the Beijing Television Factory that Li Xuewu went to negotiate with.

Li Xuewu previously went to negotiate with joint enterprises, or third industries, or industrial base projects supporting trade projects.

Both sides negotiated based on cooperation, but even for cooperation, it was mutual respect. Before negotiating, one had to meet and greet.

What is this First Machinery Factory?

They weren't here to cooperate; they were here to take jobs. The Rolling Mill had projects that needed machinery and equipment, and they took the initiative to promote them.

When did they come without saying a word, and after coming, not even meeting, just going directly to the conference room to wait?

That can't be right!

Li Xuewu had a lot of cultivation, so naturally, he wouldn't make things difficult for the secretary of the Management Committee Office, and even less would he make the meeting organizers embarrassed.

But coming out of the building, his dissatisfaction was written on his face, especially the news Peng Xiaoli quickly found out: after the other party arrived at the factory, they went directly to visit Deputy Director Cheng.

Now, the procurement negotiation meeting with the First Machinery Factory was promoted and followed up by Deputy Director Cheng personally.

After Li Xuewu arrived at the conference room, the first thing he saw was Deputy Director Cheng sitting in the main seat, and the Machinery Factory cadres talking intimately beside him.

Cheng Kaiyuan could clearly see Li Xuewu's dissatisfaction, but he still took the initiative to introduce the Machinery Factory's leading team and emphasized that the other party was a Deputy Factory Director.