Chapter 920: Good Friend

"You've studied Du Fu's 'Climbing High', right?"

Yang Fengshan could see the meaning behind Seeing Sha Zhu's expression; he didn't actually need anyone's pity.

Without waiting for Seeing Sha Zhu to react, he smiled and said: "As the saying goes: 'A thousand miles of sad autumn, always a guest; a hundred years of illness, alone I climb the terrace!'"

As he spoke, he stomped the residual snow off his yellow rubber shoes and said: "I am different from Du Zimei, though I am also 'struggling, bitter, and my temples are thick with frost'."

"Though I am just as destitute, with you here, I don't need to put down my cup of turbid wine."

After finishing, he smiled and winked at Seeing Sha Zhu, gesturing to his feet; those yellow rubber shoes were ones he had been wearing since the summer.

Since being taken away from his office for investigation, he hadn't returned home once, and his wife hadn't even come to see him.

So, everything he had now was just what he had brought out from his office.

These yellow rubber shoes were issued when he was assigned to labor; winter had arrived, but no one thought to issue him cotton-padded shoes.

The clothes on his back were cotton-padded, but they were also terribly old; he feared the person in charge was just afraid he would freeze to death and then have to bear the responsibility.

But if they gave him too good of treatment, that person was afraid of offending the one currently in power.

"So, you see, it can't get any more miserable than this."

Yang Fengshan smiled candidly: "Wine can warm the stomach, and words can warm the heart. Look at me, I've opened my mind to everything."

"When I was in my prime, I only made one friend like you; that alone makes it worth it."

"Was it those bastards from the Logistics Department, or the Organization Department?"

Seeing Sha Zhu's eyes widened: "How could they treat you like this!"

As he spoke, he went to take off his own cotton-padded shoes to give to the other man, but was held back by Yang Fengshan.

"Don't go looking for trouble; I'm just telling you this principle."

Yang Fengshan patted Seeing Sha Zhu on the shoulder: "Don't worry about me. Me sweeping the floor here is where I have the most value. If I were really lying in a hospital, they'd be more anxious than anyone!"

"How did it end up like this!"

Seeing Sha Zhu frowned and asked: "Then... how is Secretary Yang...?"

"Shh~ don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Fengshan looked left and right, pulled Seeing Sha Zhu by the shoulder, and warned him in a low voice: "Don't mention Secretary Yang's affairs again; he is different from me."

"What's different about it!"

Seeing Sha Zhu stood up for Yang Fengshan, asking with a slightly aggressive tone: "Isn't he still...!"

"It's an investigation, but not the same investigation as mine."

Yang Fengshan was moved by Seeing Sha Zhu's sense of justice, patted his shoulder, and said: "Secretary Yang's personal situation is clear; there are no problems. Even if they want to investigate, it's only regarding his work."

"Alright~"

Seeing Seeing Sha Zhu wanted to say more, Yang Fengshan consoled him: "This isn't about negotiating conditions, and it's certainly not about making a deal; it depends on the organization's decision."

After finishing, he looked up at the sun overhead; after a heavy snowfall, the sunlight was exceptionally piercing.

Although it couldn't melt the snow covering the ground, it at least gave those clearing the snow light and direction.

"I've received your intentions; go back and thank Li Xuewu for me."

Yang Fengshan paused here, then continued: "Tell him that Yang Fengshan has lived his whole life upright and open, and he won't bring trouble upon himself."

"Does this matter have something to do with Li Xuewu?"

Seeing Sha Zhu didn't quite understand Factory Director Yang's words; he asked, but the other man didn't answer, and he muttered to himself all morning.

At noon, he met Li Xuewu in the small canteen; although his eyes were full of suspicion, he still quietly relayed Factory Director Yang's words.

Li Xuewu acted as if he hadn't heard, turned around, and went upstairs, leaving Seeing Sha Zhu quite confused.

Yang Fengshan was a smart man; he understood things at a hint, seeing clearly when the wind was wind and the rain was rain.

Li Huai De, Xiang Jingyu Nong, and their group returned before getting off work on Wednesday afternoon. The preparatory bell had already rung, so the Management Committee Office hadn't prepared a welcome meeting.

Ding Zigui might not have been prepared, but Wang Zongli couldn't afford not to be.

But quite unexpectedly, on the platform of the dispatch workshop, only Ding Zigui and Li Xuewu came to welcome them.

Ding Zigui was surprised to see Li Xuewu come alone, and Li Xuewu was equally surprised to see him alone.

The two looked at each other in silence, smoked a cigarette, and only then received Li Huai De and the others.

Li Xuewu remembered very clearly that when the green-skinned carriage door opened, Director Li's expression was very indifferent.

And Deputy Director Jing was frowning, his gaze sweeping over the two, but he didn't say much.

Ding Zigui knew something had happened, but he didn't dare to smooth things over, afraid of missing the mark and getting slapped in the face.

So he kept nudging Li Xuewu. What could Li Xuewu say? Just welcome them home.

He actually wanted to report the work of the past few days to Director Li and listen to Director Li brag.

But clearly, only he and Ding Zigui were on the platform, and Director Li wasn't in the mood.

Ding Zigui was the Director of the Management Committee Office, so he knew the news from Yangcheng; Li Xuewu was the General Person-in-Charge of the Economic and Trade Project, so he knew everything Li Huai De didn't.

So even if he were to brag, it would be to the factory leadership team and the comrades in the organs; what was the point of bragging to these two fellows?

The leaders were in a bad mood, but the members of the exhibition team were homesick.

Mainly because returning from the warm south to the snowy hometown, they couldn't just walk in the dark in fine clothes.

So, they couldn't care about the leaders' expressions or whether they should hold a merit-claiming meeting and welcome meeting right after getting off the train; one by one, they rushed home carrying luggage taller than a person.

This was also the time to get off work, and the road was crowded; if they didn't show their colleagues their harvest from the business trip, wouldn't the trip to Yangcheng have been in vain!

Li Xuewu thought the leaders were unhappy, and that there would be no "reporting early if there's business, and rolling up the curtain to retire if there's none."

Unexpectedly, Li Huai De specifically called his name, telling him not to leave, as they would go back in the same car and had things to discuss.

The key was that Xiang Jingyu Nong didn't leave either, and also got into Li Huai De's car together.

Li Haiyang was so smart; seeing Director Ding's face turn pale, he huddled together with them to whisper a few words and even handed over gifts brought back from Yangcheng, which finally resolved the awkwardness at the station.

Li Huai De really didn't save face for him; calling Li Xuewu wasn't about shielding anyone or favoring anyone.

Neglecting Ding Zigui was because he was the number one person in the Management Committee Office, and he bore the primary responsibility for today's events.

Although Li Xuewu was also a Deputy Director of the Management Committee Office, it was just a nominal title, and their offices weren't even in the same place; even if there was resentment, it was only mentioned a couple of times on the way back.

Being named by Li Huai De, Ding Zigui knew that Li Xuewu's situation wasn't necessarily better than his own.

The leader had returned with a great victory in Yangcheng, only to eat a leftover banquet at home; he would surely be furious, and anyone who touched him would die.

Actually, it was fine; Li Xuewu had taken the initiative to welcome them and had made preparations at the guesthouse in advance, so Li Huai De didn't eat leftovers.

It was just that no one spoke at the dinner table, and they didn't even drink; after the meal, the few went upstairs and didn't disperse until after ten o'clock.

Coming out of the guesthouse last night, Li Xue was shivering from the cold; fearing trouble for the leaders and fearing disturbing his mother and sister-in-law at home, he went to his second brother's house.

On the way, the siblings mentioned the Yangcheng affair and the situation in Beijing, and Li Xuewu couldn't avoid giving his sister a political lesson.

Just this morning, while most of the factory workers were clearing snow in their assigned areas, a Management Committee work meeting was held on the third floor of the main office building.

Li Xuewu attended the meeting as the Deputy Director of the Management Committee Office and the person in charge of economic and trade, sitting with other deputy directors and factory leaders to study and discuss the current work of the Rolling Steel Factory.

Work related to organizational spirit, factory production, engineering logistics, investment projects, etc., were gone through one by one.

Finally, however, Wei Zai, who was attending the meeting, brought up the investigation report regarding Yang Fengshan.

Note that in the report, Yang Fengshan's name was not preceded by a title, nor was it followed by the word "comrade."

So, while Seeing Sha Zhu was still confused, at noon when work started, all the bulletin boards in the factory area, including the one at the entrance of their canteen, were plastered with white paper and black ink.

"Investigation Report Regarding Yang Fengshan":... In view of Yang Fengshan's personal... Yang Fengshan is to be transferred away from the Rolling Steel Factory...

"Factory Director Yang has been transferred away?!"

"It's true; I saw it downstairs just now."

Gu Cheng, also known as San'er, holding a stack of documents, nudged Peng Xiaoli and gestured to go into the office to talk.

Peng Xiaoli frowned and glanced at the corridor; because of the snow clearing in the morning, everyone had snow and mud on their feet.

The temperature in this building was very high, so the corridor was a mess, steam was rising, and it smelled of muddy filth.

He scratched his somewhat messy hair, slipped into the room, and closed the door, all in one go.

Being this cautious, sometimes it was because he was afraid of being seen, and sometimes it was because he was afraid of seeing people.

"What are you doing?!"

Gu Cheng glanced at the ashtray on the desk; it could practically be a grave.

The small office was piled with various documents, and there were rows of notebooks on the small cabinet.

The key was that the room smelled like a sauerkraut jar!

How could there be a sauerkraut jar in an office!

No need to guess, he knew very well, this was the smell of stinky feet!

"How many days have you not been home!"

Gu Cheng looked at the quilt on the small sofa, didn't dare to sit, and chose the only chair to park his butt.

While putting down the documents in his hand, he sized up Peng Xiaoli.

"The leader has been busy lately, and I happen to need to look at materials."

Peng Xiaoli rubbed his face hard, and a layer of oily mud really came off.

This disgusted Gu Cheng, who pursed his big mouth and asked: "I'm truly impressed by you; is this how you serve as a secretary for the leader?"

He stretched out a finger to pick at the documents on the desk, very afraid that these would dirty his hands.

Peng Xiaoli didn't pay him any mind, picked up a cigarette box from the desk to smoke, but pinched an empty one.

It turned out the cigarettes had long been smoked, leaving only the empty box.

Seeing his gaze fixed on his pocket, Gu Cheng widened his eyes and questioned: "I'm serving as your messenger, and I still have to provide you with cigarettes to smoke?!"

"Helping out in an emergency!"

Peng Xiaoli didn't stand on ceremony with him, reaching out to grab, the kind where you couldn't refuse.

The two were familiar with each other; before, there were some scruples, after all, they were both colleagues.

But now Peng Xiaoli could be considered to have made progress, so the more he acted without scruples, the more it made the other feel close.

Gu Cheng didn't really defend himself, cursing and swearing as he contributed the cigarettes.

After Peng Xiaoli lit one, he didn't say to put the half box of cigarettes in his pocket.

With Peng Xiaoli's current state, he was about the same as an old opium addict.

"What are you trying to do?"

Gu Cheng reached out to point at the personnel files on the desk, as well as piles of work notes, looking at Peng Xiaoli suspiciously.

Peng Xiaoli took another puff of the cigarette, slumped on the sofa, tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Investigating people~"

"Fart!"

Gu Cheng frowned and scolded: "I asked what you want to do, I didn't ask how you're doing it!"

"Do you trust me?"

Peng Xiaoli looked Gu Cheng in the eye: "Someone wants to stir up trouble; the target might be the Security Group, or it might be me."

"..."

Gu Cheng was startled by what he said, then immediately cursed: "You're purely sick!"

"Seriously sick!"

He pointed at Peng Xiaoli with his finger, gritting his teeth: "I'm helping you keep watch, not letting you act crazy. You don't really think you're something, do you!"

"No! I really suspect it."

Peng Xiaoli rubbed his face in distress, looking worried: "Help me think, is there anyone in this Rolling Steel Factory who dares to scheme against our leader?"

"..."

Gu Cheng was startled by his question, and then had nothing to say.

It seems... that really is the case?

In this Rolling Steel Factory, who doesn't hide and walk away when they see Li Xuewu? Even if there is a conflict, it's only the leaders above who dare to do so.

But for those who really did it, Deng Zhiwang set a good example, and now he hadn't heard of anyone having that kind of courage.

"Don't think too extremely; could it be a misunderstanding?"

Gu Cheng pulled his chair in front of Peng Xiaoli, softly consoling: "Including Director Sun, I've been watching them for many days, and I don't feel there's any problem."

"Yes! According to what you said, I also have discoveries."

He frowned again: "But leaders contacting each other privately, even if it's a bit frequent, what can it represent?"

"This might be a conspiracy."

Peng Xiaoli raised his head with a cold face, almost scaring Gu Cheng.

"You also said it, a small shrimp like me isn't worth mentioning, but why am I the one serving as secretary for Deputy Director Li?"

"Hey~ what's the big deal about that!"

Gu Cheng explained nonchalantly: "You're the factory secretary responsible for docking with the Security Group's work; Deputy Director Li sees you often, so he has a deep impression!"

"A deep impression is possible, but what I want to tell you is"

Peng Xiaoli stared seriously at Gu Cheng's eyes: "Deputy Director Li's impression of me isn't very good."

"What?"

Gu Cheng frowned and asked: "Why haven't you told me about this?"

"If a leader hates you, would you tell others?"

Peng Xiaoli glanced at him, then lowered his head, took a hard puff of the cigarette, and said: "There's one more thing I only found out these past two days; the one who recommended me to serve Deputy Director Li wasn't Director Sha."

"Who?!"

Gu Cheng was also shocked; in the organs, everyone was saying that Sha Qizhi had named Peng Xiaoli and recommended him in front of Deputy Director Li.

Peng Xiaoli exhaled a puff of smoke and said faintly: "It was Director Sun."

"Him? Sun...?"

Gu Cheng had thought it might be him, but didn't dare to think it was really Sun Jian; previously, Peng Xiaoli had been suspecting the other party all along.

"How do you know? Is this matter accurate?"

"What do you think I'm doing now?"

Peng Xiaoli narrowed his eyes, smoke shrouded the small office, his gaze swept toward the desk, but it was the office documents Gu Cheng had just flipped through.

Gu Cheng understood; he was now Li Xuewu's secretary, so the documents in that office were naturally open to him.

Including most of the Security Group's documents, as long as Peng Xiaoli wanted to see them, they wouldn't be guarded against him.

Do you think arranging a secretary candidate for a leader is just a matter of the upper lip touching the lower lip and talking?

All investigations and screenings must have records, and there must be written records of conversations and discussions.

If something goes wrong with this candidate, without white paper and black ink, does it count as the principal's or the deputy's?

And Peng Xiaoli had been reflecting on himself during this period, especially after that excitement faded.

How did he come to be the secretary for Deputy Director Li? Why, when there were people in the Security Group who weren't chosen, did they choose him?

Others might not be clear, but he himself knew very well; if it were really Deputy Director Li choosing, he would never have chosen him.

It wasn't that Deputy Director Li was narrow-minded and remembered his "young and ignorant" past, but that he had self-knowledge.

What was Sha Qizhi's state when he was following Deputy Director Li, and what was his state when he was serving Deputy Director Li?

Actually, without others saying it, he himself could feel it; Deputy Director Li wasn't very keen on him.

Coupled with the suspicion of Director Sun Jian's eyes a few days ago, he asked Gu Cheng to help keep watch, wanting to know if he had been schemed against.

He didn't know until he checked, and he was scared when he did!

The one who recommended him, whom he thought was caring for him, wasn't actually him; the one who recommended him was instead that Director Sun Jian.

What does he want to do?!

A normal person doing things in the organs wouldn't be like him, doing good deeds without leaving a name; that can only be learned in moral books.

He had been in the Rolling Steel Factory for so long, and he had never encountered anyone who did a good deed and was willing not to be known by the other party.

Especially since he knew very well that Sun Jian, like him, wasn't favored by Deputy Director Li.

Sun Jian used to be Factory Director Yang's secretary; being stuffed into the Security Department was to cause trouble for Deputy Director Li.

Even if the other party didn't show any harm, Sun Jian would never get reused by Deputy Director Li.

Being recommended by him, shouldn't he let himself know who the benefactor was, so he could put in a good word in front of the leader later?

On the contrary, Director Sun not only didn't let him know he had recommended him, but also deliberately pretended not to know and played dumb with him.

He didn't care about anything else, just one thing: is there really anyone in this Rolling Steel Factory who dares to scheme against Deputy Director Li!

Just as Gu Cheng said, what is he, a fart? Who would go to such great lengths to scheme against him?

But after ruling out all impossible answers, the possible one is impossible, then the most impossible one must be the correct answer!

"You mean...?"

Gu Cheng sat with Peng Xiaoli in the smoke-shrouded small office and thought together; at this moment, cold sweat was coming down.

"Fuck his mother! There really is someone who dares...!"

Peng Xiaoli looked coldly at Gu Cheng, making the other party's words choke in his throat.

"Haven't you told Deputy Director Li about this?"

Gu Cheng looked at Peng Xiaoli, stood up anxiously, and said: "It's useless for you to scheme here by yourself; if the leader finds out, wouldn't he just..."

"Right, the leader knows."

Peng Xiaoli said calmly: "I believe Deputy Director Li already knows."

As he spoke, he flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, and the ash scattered all over the floor.

"These days, the leader rarely goes home normally, and doesn't let me follow; sometimes when holding meetings, he calls people from the Comprehensive Office to take notes."

"What if?"

Gu Cheng hesitated and said: "Even if Deputy Director Li sensed something was wrong, what if he doesn't know who is causing trouble? If you..."

"Impossible."

Peng Xiaoli shook his head slightly, pressed out the last cigarette butt in the ashtray, looked at Gu Cheng, and said: "You haven't been to the Security Group, so you don't understand; as long as Deputy Director Li wants to know, within this factory area, and even outside the factory area, it's crystal clear."

"..."

Gu Cheng was stunned; a word flashed through his mind instantly, but he didn't dare to say it out loud...

The transfer of Factory Director Yang Fengshan didn't cause as much of a stir as the news of the Rolling Steel Factory's successful car manufacturing.

Last week, Li Xuewu and the technical department personnel accepted the vehicles outside the North Gate, attracting many people to watch.

But that was during working hours, and there were nearly 20,000 people in the factory; most learned about the situation through everyone's casual chatter.

But Friday was different; early in the morning, before work started, while holding their rice bowls at home, they heard the news about the car on the radio.

The broadcaster used an enthusiastic and excited voice to report this great news to the listeners of the Red Star Radio Station.

By the time the workers arrived at the factory, they saw bright red propaganda materials decorated from the main entrance all the way to the experimental workshop.

They had already heard on the morning radio that not only were leaders from friendly units coming today, but leaders from above were also coming, and even Japanese representatives who happened to be in Beijing for a meeting were coming to visit.

Yesterday, the Rolling Steel Factory workers had already cleared the snow on the road; except for a few spots of white snow under the flower beds and street trees, other places had long returned to their original appearance.

The security personnel on duty at the factory gate were all wearing newly issued military overcoats, a full set of board-green paired with black leather shoes, looking extremely majestic.

Small pistols and ammunition boxes were clipped onto the leather tactical belts, and they held Type 56 semi-automatic rifles in their hands; paired with the five-pointed star on the winter hat badge, it added a sense of majesty and solemnity.

Don't ask why it was the Type 56 semi, not the Type 56; the reason is that the leader of the Security Group is Yan Kong.

Li Xuewu just felt that the Type 56 semi looked better than the Type 56.

If the security on duty at the gate were equipped with the Type 56, they would have to hold it with both hands to look good.

But this was not only hard for the security, but he also felt it was dangerous just looking at it.

Because of the special era and special post, the firearms they were on duty with were loaded with live ammunition.

The security's hand was right on the grip; who knew when it might accidentally go off.

But the Type 56 semi was different; to look good, one hand had to hold the butt of the gun, and the other hand had to hang naturally at the side.

And when leaders' cars entered or exited, it was just right to raise a hand to salute.

So the security on duty at the gate were all holding Type 56 semis.

There were many cars coming to the Rolling Steel Factory today; the event was scheduled for 9:00 AM. After the 8:30 AM work bell rang, the workers' figures disappeared, and the cars outside arrived one after another.

There were staff from the Management Committee Office and the Foreign Affairs Office responsible for reception and guidance, and all foreign vehicles were arranged in the small playground.

Usually, this was mainly a place for the Security Department to hold activities, but today it was cordoned off, and people from the Confidentiality Department were also on duty.

Yu Daru was smoking a cigarette, standing at the entrance of the No. 7 Workshop, opposite the event site.

The small playground was adjacent to the experimental workshop, separated only by some trees; after the leaders attending the event got off the car, they only needed to walk more than a hundred meters to reach the experimental workshop.

But it was this hundred-plus meters that the people from the Automobile Manufacturing Project Department made a big deal out of.

Coming out of the small playground, one could see rows of bulletin boards erected along the roadside.

Yu Daru thought these were bulletin boards, but the people from the Project Department all knew that these were called propaganda display boards.

A very special vocabulary, but easy to understand and fitting to reality, originally derived from the exhibition activity plan text.

They were all executed according to the activity plan, and they also learned the vocabulary above as usual.

These display boards were uniform in style, orderly in content, and both the text and paintings were from the same team.

Looking from the very beginning, it was the history of the Rolling Steel Factory's founding, especially after the people's victory, highlighting the collective wisdom and brilliance.

Very realistically, in certain years and critical periods, there were indeed depictions of the difficult moments and hard choices the Rolling Steel Factory had encountered.

In the end, of course, it was the collective's victory, the organization's victory.

From the middle part, the Rolling Steel Factory's existing achievements began to appear; everyone walked and watched, but suddenly discovered a metaphorical image of a crossroads on the display board.

Both left and right ends were big question marks, but the front was a look back, with thoughts advancing with the times, self-reform and breakthroughs; developing the metallurgical industry, innovating and starting businesses and posts.

There were also joint tertiary industries, food industry, hardware industry... all the way to today's protagonist—the automobile industry.

The latter half of the display board mainly recounted the Rolling Steel Factory's self-reform, striving for breakthroughs, running "small factories" and "small enterprises" in a big way, and working for modernization and self-reliance.

What left the deepest impression on the attendees and visitors was a short article on the display board: "An Old Jeep".

The article recounted that Comrade Li Xuewu, then Deputy Director of the Security Department, happened to obtain a scrapped jeep when facing the difficulty of official vehicle use.

As long as thoughts don't slide, there are always more ways than difficulties!

Comrade Li Xuewu took the lead in shouting the slogan of self-reliance, not asking the factory for more cars, and turning old cars into new ones.

He took out maintenance funds, coordinated with the factory maintenance workshop, and re-ignited this scrapped car.

This fire wasn't over yet; it burned brighter and brighter, and the Security Department also summarized experience from this experience, finding a good way out for the Rolling Steel Factory to increase revenue and reduce expenditure!

At the end of the article, a set of table figures was posted, which were the profit data of the Rolling Steel Factory's maintenance workshop recycling scrapped Willys and other vehicles, re-equipping, refurbishing, and reselling them.

Everyone who finished reading the article and table data couldn't help but gasp in their hearts.

176,548 yuan, 3 jiao, 2 fen.

They didn't care much about the numbers at the back, but the first two numbers really scared them.

Can refurbishing and reselling scrapped cars earn so much?

Those who believed and those who didn't were silent at this moment; regardless of whether they believed it or not, the other party had blown the bull anyway.

This article only appeared with Li Xuewu's name at the front, and the rest was all the credit of the Rolling Steel Factory or the Technical Department.

Very consistent with the previous theme, all personal honors should be attributed to the collective's leadership and victory.

They watched the propaganda display boards at the back in silence, with only sour water returning to their mouths.

Because the Rolling Steel Factory was using these 170,000 yuan as start-up capital to begin the road of automobile industry development.

"Have you seen the excitement over there?"

Yu Daru threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, blew a puff of white smoke, and asked Zheng Fuhua who was walking over with a smile.

Zheng Fuhua's temples looked like the residual snow on the roadside, also gray.

"Everyone's days haven't been easy this past half year, but looking at him, he's living quite comfortably~"

"Hehe~"

Yu Daru chuckled and took the cigarette Zheng Fuhua handed over, struck a match to light it for the other party.

"I say this is called 'a blessed person doesn't need to be busy, a person without blessings is busy to the point of breaking their intestines'."

After finishing this sentence, he used the residual fire in his hand to light his own cigarette.

He had just thrown away a cigarette, and was smoking again; one could see how heavy his addiction was.

Zheng Fuhua knew very well how heavy the smoking addiction of people in powerful departments was, so he didn't ask just now.

At this moment, the two were smoking, their gazes all placed on that "display board road."

Zheng Fuhua didn't believe in what was called a blessed person or a person without blessings.

Li Xuewu arranged for someone to send him an invitation, and it was also the first time he had received an invitation for this kind of activity.

In the past, it was only when someone had a funeral or a wedding that they would send an invitation; this was the first time he had seen one handled for getting a few new cars.

Perhaps it was because his heart was depressed and he wanted to see how Li Xuewu had been living lately; perhaps it was because the heavy snow had just passed and the world had changed, so he really came.

To say in the past, the cooperation between the branch bureau and the Rolling Steel Factory was still very close, just because Li Xuewu existed.

But success is Li Xuewu, and failure is Li Xuewu; today's Rolling Steel Factory is lively again, but it has nothing to do with the branch bureau.

They once said they would work together on anti-riot equipment and security training, but because the Rolling Steel Factory ran too fast and they themselves were "plagued by evil diseases," the two units drifted further and further apart.

He also came to relax under the banner of equipment procurement; seeing Li Xuewu doing well, although he teased him with Yu Daru, he was really happy for his former subordinate in his heart.

The station of the Third Guard Regiment was very close to the branch bureau compound, and he often heard news about Li Xuewu.

He knew that he was highly valued in the Third Guard Regiment, especially since the recent construction work in the logistics reclamation area had been affirmed by above, and the branch bureau had heard the praise.

It was indeed true; isn't having blessings just having ability? Gold shines wherever it is, and capable people eat their fill wherever they are.

When he was in the branch bureau, he could see that Li Xuewu's heart wasn't there, and it was the same even now that he had gone to the Third Guard Regiment.

He is truly a talent; in this Rolling Steel Factory, he is like a dragon entering the sea, soaring to great heights.

He got off the car, and someone claimed to be entrusted by Deputy Director Li to arrange for him to rest for a while and then come to attend the meeting later.

At first, he thought Deputy Director Li was Li Huai De; later, he thought he didn't have any friendship with the other party.

After asking carefully, it was really Li Xuewu; he hadn't expected the other party's respectful attitude to be comparable to factory-level leaders.

If Li Huai De had invited him, he would really want to sit for a while, but since Li Xuewu had ordered it, he couldn't cause trouble for the other party.

Just happened to see Yu Daru selling his stupidity here, so he came over to watch the excitement together.

"Heard there are little devils coming?"

"You shouldn't speak like that~"

Yu Daru glanced at Zheng Fuhua and teased with a smile: "The other party was invited by Li Xuewu."

"Heh~"

Zheng Fuhua sneered and didn't speak; so what if they were invited by Li Xuewu? Last time when catching that Hu Zhengquan, it was Li Xuewu who called this name fiercely.

He was still hesitant about whether others were blinded by money by the little devils, but if it were Li Xuewu here...

Hmph hmph~

He dared to conclude that if those little devils could play Li Xuewu, he would stand on his head and eat shit!

"Hahahaha"

Li Xuewu laughed "ha ha," stretched out his hands from far away, looking like he had seen a good friend, and tightly held Nishida Kenichi's hand.

Nishida Kenichi was also very excited; being able to see so many enterprise leaders today was truly rare.

He had been in Beijing for many days, and the fourth round of negotiations basically had a conclusion; he was also reaching the time of parting.

Suddenly receiving the activity invitation sent by the Rolling Steel Factory, he, who hadn't had any social activities for so many days, was truly surprised and excited.

"Li-san, thank you very much for your invitation."

"Where~ where~ hahahaha~"

Li Xuewu laughed "sincerely," shook hands with Nishida Kenichi, and then shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with Ninomiya Kazunari and Nakamura Shuji.

He alone entertained the three of them without appearing tight or flustered, but the translators who came with the Foreign Affairs Department were in a mess.

Mainly because the three spoke very fast, and they were all polite words without any nutrition; they felt it was a waste of breath to translate them.

At this moment, some responsible persons who came to participate in the activity were already sitting around the U-shaped exhibition stand in the experimental workshop.

Approaching nine o'clock, those who should have come arrived one after another; Nishida Kenichi and the others were arranged by the Foreign Affairs Department, arriving only a little earlier than the leaders above.

Li Huai De didn't show up at this moment, naturally entertaining those leaders.

And those who were already seated were either friendly units invited to attend, such as the Beijing Second Machinery Factory.

Or related units of the joint enterprise, such as the Beijing Chemical, Beijing Glass, Beijing Television, etc., that had long been scheduled to come.

Or industry units like the Beijing Automobile Factory; peers are... well, you know.

Even if it's to show off, showing it to professional people can exert the greatest value.

Of course, showing off to the Beijing Automobile Factory is showing off, and giving it to other peer units is an olive branch.

Cooperation, Li Xuewu and Li Huai De had long discussed it; this money will never be earned, and risks are eternal.

The most important thing in doing a project is not how much you earn, but not having accidents.

So when the Rolling Steel Factory does a project, it must pull several important units to do it together.

More like the joint enterprise, more than a dozen large factories joined together to do things, and no one has dared to say anything until now.

This car manufacturing project is most suitable for pulling relationships; the Rolling Steel Factory only builds core components itself, and everything else is procurement.

Over these few months, the Technical Department's vehicle engineering project team has run to no less than twenty-plus car manufacturing enterprises across the country.

Say the food industry is difficult, but the cannery project team went to Nanning, and started doing it when they came back.

The automobile engineering project team has only now finalized the problem of the parts supply chain.

Building a car also requires costs; the assembly line is in Steel City, so it's natural to use local parts for procurement, and if you can use the No. 17 Factory's, you don't use the Beijing Factory's.

If you can use the Beijing Factory's, you don't use the No. 27 Factory's; anyway, it's the proximity principle and the cost principle.

Pulling relationships, knitting fishing nets, Li Xuewu is an expert; from the attendees today, one can see that all walks of life are miscellaneous.

A few days ago, these people also heard that the Rolling Steel Factory had settled the Japanese enterprises conducting the fourth round of negotiations in Beijing, reached a cooperation agreement, and was even paid attention to by above.

The specific cooperation content is unknown, but those who can be pointed out and focused on by Mr. Zhou naturally cannot be small projects.

So many people came today, mostly wanting to see what the Rolling Steel Factory is doing.

And seeing Li Xuewu really invite the little devils over, and the relationship looking so good, they were also surprised and pleasantly surprised.

The surprised ones were naturally those who had an average relationship with the Rolling Steel Factory or Li Xuewu, and the pleasantly surprised ones were those who were close and could obtain actual benefits.

Of course, it's not that no one questioned Li Xuewu's fawning behavior; how many years have passed, and have they forgotten the hatred of the country and the family?

But when someone raised this point of view, they were either pulled aside by friends to remind them not to speak, or ridiculed by people around them.

Anyone familiar with Li Xuewu's character knows in their hearts! This kid has never suffered a loss!

In front of so many people, could he make this kind of mistake?

Not to mention national and great righteousness, just the point of pitting friends, which one of those present hasn't suffered his loss!

At the beginning, hadn't they been like those little devils, facing Li Xuewu who was laughing and speaking beautiful words, handing over their sincerity, feeling that this would be their best friend!

But in the end, it was only at the very end that they discovered they were idiots!

This bastard, whether at the wine table or in private, calls everyone a good friend.

Damn, speaking beautiful words like they don't cost money, wishing they could burn yellow paper and swear brotherhood with you immediately.

But as long as you talk about cooperation with him, he will definitely feed you ecstasy and set a trap for you!

You just follow him, and slowly you will discover that the longest and most insidious road you have walked is Li Xuewu's routine!

Regardless of whether you feel the cooperation is profitable or losing at first, anyway, by the end of the talk, you feel he lost, you earned, you feel very sorry for him, very sorry for this friend, wishing you could kowtow to him.

But in reality!

You might earn a little, but he will never lose!

If he doesn't earn double from you, he would be sorry for the win-win he kept saying during the negotiation.

What kind of honest mutual trust and win-win cooperation!

If you were honest and believed him, and cooperated in the end, you would discover that it was indeed a win-win!

He wins twice, wins double!

So many related units came to the scene today; the closer the relationship, the more severely he pits them.

It is said that the Rolling Steel Factory has invested in several large projects, and as a result, not a penny of budget has been spent; it's all empty-handed white wolves!

The responsible persons of units like Beijing Glass Factory, Beijing Chemical Factory, Beijing Second Machinery Factory, etc., whom Li Xuewu calls good friends and good brothers, heard someone say Li Xuewu is making friends with little devils, and their hearts were broken, and tears were about to fall.

Damn, you only see the thief eating meat, you haven't seen the thief getting beaten!

Why can't Li Xuewu make friends with little devils? If you say he can't, they are the first not to agree!

This bastard finally did something good; he can't always stare at us and fool us!

Good friends can only be them, not little devils, not you!

When Li Huai De accompanied several important leaders into the venue, the whole audience burst into warm applause.

And on the U-shaped exhibition stand, with the stirring music accompaniment, the first exhibition car was slowly driven up. ===== CHAPTER 921 =====