Chapter 951: No Choice

"This heart of mine, it relies entirely on the word 'poverty' to keep it in check."

Yang Laoer stepped on the cigarette butt under his sole and said with a smile, "If I had money, I wouldn't be anything good either."

"Hahaha~"

Sha Zhu laughed loudly, "I don't think you're anything good right now!"

"It's not working out right now; I'm far behind those people."

Yang Laoer raised an eyebrow, gestured toward the two people standing at the main entrance, and said, "What, not going over to say hello?"

He teased deliberately, "I heard you and Liu Lan had a thing once. In terms of relations, aren't you like brothers-in-law?"

"Go to hell~"

"I didn't~"

"Don't talk nonsense~"

Seeing him wagging his tongue like that, Sha Zhu quickly raised his hand to stop him, saying, "We're not related at all. It's a baseless rumor; it never happened!"

He glanced at Liu Lan at the entrance of the guesthouse, as well as her ex-husband Chai Yongshu, who was dressed slick and shiny, and said, "Hey! This kid has been coming around a lot lately!"

"That's why I say a man still needs to have money and power."

Yang Laoer said with a chuckle, "Look at that. Before, I only heard that Liu Lan's man was a loser. That was obviously nonsense~"

"It really wasn't nonsense~"

Sha Zhu took a drag of his cigarette, stared at the entrance, and said, "This bastard doesn't know where he struck it rich, coming here to show off."

"Hey! You really shouldn't be envious~"

Yang Laoer raised his eyebrows and said playfully, "That he can have today just goes to show that if you're gold, you'll shine eventually."

"Bullshit~ He shines? A lightbulb can shine too."

Sha Zhu curled his lip and said, "I'd believe anyone else is gold before I believe he is. Dog meat can never be served on a formal table."

"I don't think so."

Yang Laoer shook his head slightly and said, "Don't tell me you're jealous? Is there really something between you two?"

"Something between us? There's not even a hip bone between us!"

Sha Zhu took a hard drag of his cigarette and explained, "After she got divorced, she wanted to team up with me, but I didn't agree."

As he spoke, he glanced upstairs with a sour look and then said, "Even if I were barefoot, I wouldn't pick up a pair of worn-out shoes to wear."

"Oh~~~"

Yang Laoer had long heard of the romantic gossip in the guesthouse. Hearing Sha Zhu's words today, he finally understood.

As the two were talking, Chai Yongshu and Liu Lan had finished their conversation; one walked toward the small canteen, and the other came toward them.

Chai Yongshu didn't recognize Yang Laoer, but he did recognize Sha Zhu, since he was in the same unit as his ex-wife.

By now, the sky was slightly dark, and the sun was about to set; the temperature was still a bit dry and cold.

He was wearing a wool overcoat, black leather shoes, and a fur hat on his head.

This attire was rarely seen in the current Si Jiu City; it was as arrogant as it could get. An average person couldn't afford such an outfit.

Seeing him approach, Sha Zhu stopped talking and sized the other man up wantonly.

Chai Yongshu couldn't talk to him when he saw him before either; they looked down on each other.

But it was different now. Chai Yongshu glanced at Sha Zhu with his eyelids drooping, then curled his lip and said, "What a piece of trash~"

After saying that, he ignored the stunned Sha Zhu, kicked the bicycle parked in the courtyard, and rode off.

Sha Zhu had rarely been cursed at; he was stunned for a long while after being caught off guard by the insult.

"Damn it..."

"Hey! Calm down!"

Yang Laoer was truly kind-hearted; he grabbed Sha Zhu, who was about to chase after him, and reminded him repeatedly, "The leaders are all here, don't cause trouble!"

Sha Zhu's temper wasn't what it used to be. He still had the habit of using his hands, but he knew when to pick his battles.

Knowing his temper was bad, Di Liya had tried to persuade him several times to no avail, so she finally laid down the law.

If you fight and kill someone, being shot is fine, I'll just be a widow.

But if you go to prison, I definitely won't live as a widow for you. When the time comes, I'll take the kids and remarry, and it's your kids who will suffer.

With just that one point, Sha Zhu was like Sun Wukong from *Journey to the West*; the tightening spell on his head reminded him at every moment that he was a father now.

So, as soon as Yang Laoer pulled him back, he gave up on chasing the man, though he was still cursing under his breath, even dragging Liu Lan into it.

Yang Laoer patted him on the shoulder and persuaded him a few times, mentioning that today was a special day and they couldn't let the leaders see them in a bad light.

When the two returned to the back kitchen, Sha Zhu's expression was still not very good. Shang Debiao, who was preparing side dishes, took a look and teased, "Yo, what's wrong?"

"Ran into a dog, barking at everyone."

Sha Zhu grabbed a cucumber and took a fierce bite out of it, then waved his hand and said, "It's none of your business. Today is a rare opportunity, you go ahead and do your work."

After saying that, he said to Master Qian, who was standing to the side watching Master Shang's craft, "Master, please take care. We're all in the same trade; come to think of it, we're not far apart."

"Mm, that's very polite."

Qian Shutong pointed at the second apprentice, Yang Laoer, who was at the stove, and the eldest apprentice, Wei Wei, who was preparing ingredients, and said, "The three of us master and apprentices coming to work at the factory is all thanks to your care."

"You're the one being polite."

Sha Zhu chuckled, waved his hand, and said, "You bringing your apprentices to the Steel Rolling Factory, that's a favor from Deputy Director Li; I wouldn't dare take credit for that."

As he said this, he gestured toward Shang Debiao and said, "Coincidentally, Master Shang is also here thanks to Deputy Director Li's connection. We're all one family."

He was the type who liked to chat; in just a few words, he had pulled the relationships of the few closer.

Having already asked Li Xuewu, Master Shang, who had lost his job, wanted to come out and find work. He had mentioned it twice in the courtyard and even received a basin of pigeons from the man.

Li Xuewu's answer was very clear: let them wait for news. He had asked at the end of October, and today, the news had finally arrived.

The Steel Rolling Factory was going to open a restaurant in the city. The restaurant wouldn't just have lodging; naturally, it had to have a dining room, and a dining room needed cooks.

The Steel Rolling Factory only had a few cooks who could hold their own. Now they were rotating between three places. If they really added another stove in the city, the manpower would truly be stretched thin.

So, it was agreed today that Master Shang would prepare his craft. Zhang Songying, the Vice General Manager of the International Hotel, had given instructions to let Master Qian and Master He take a look first, and then let the leaders taste and decide.

The person was brought by Sha Zhu, so he had naturally passed that hurdle; the main thing was Master Qian here.

Although the leaders still had to taste it, it wasn't worth tripping over a hurdle here.

Hearing Sha Zhu intercede for him, Shang Debiao also politely said a few words of thanks.

Qian Shutong did not put on airs; he was a master of mansion cuisine who followed the path of gathering the strengths of many, and he understood the principle that there is always someone better than oneself.

Once an expert makes a move, you know if they've got it.

Looking at the medicinal cuisine prepared by Master Shang, it had its own unique aspects, especially in combining Traditional Chinese Medicine theory with the aspects of Heaven and Earth, Yin and Yang, using food as the basis for healing formulas, which made people marvel.

The kitchen on the guesthouse side was still quite spacious. Sha Zhu didn't lend a hand; Yang Laoer and his senior brother Wei Wei were using one stove, which was for the food prepared for the guests in the guesthouse.

As for the table for the leaders tonight, it was naturally prepared by Master Qian and Master Shang together.

It wasn't a comparison, but Director Li was used to Master Qian's craft; even if they were tasting and judging the skills of a new cook, they didn't need to stop eating for fear of choking, right?

Four stoves: one was used for steaming rice, one was Yang Laoer's, one was Qian Shutong's, and one was Shang Debiao's.

When they heard that the leaders had arrived at the private room, there was no more time for idle chatter in the kitchen; the sound of spatulas colliding with iron woks rose one after another.

Master Shang's craft was mostly in stewed dishes; after all, medicinal cuisine emphasized nourishment, and there was rarely the fiery heat of stir-frying.

But that wasn't absolute. If you said scallion-braised sea cucumber was nutritious, you really couldn't argue; after all, even the men's soccer team said it was good after eating it.

First cold, then hot; plates, bowls, dishes, cups, and pots—various containers holding delicacies were served on the table, and the rhythm of the back kitchen slowly slowed down.

Until the last bowl of soup from Master Shang was carried away by a waiter, the kitchen finally rested.

Workers with apprentices rushed to wash bowls and pots and tidy up the stoves, and there were even apprentices taking out the kitchen trash.

Master Qian had set the rule: the kitchen must be clean and tidy. Today's work must be finished today; no matter how late it was, it had to be cleaned up before they could get off work.

Sha Zhu was acting as a judge today; he pulled the somewhat nervous Master Shang to sit down at a small dining table in the corner of the kitchen.

This was for the cooks to eat, drink tea, and rest. Having this kind of treatment wasn't because they were arrogant.

People who often work in the kitchen know that after finishing a large table of dishes, the cook is already full and cannot eat anything.

Professional chefs are even more so; if they want to eat this dinner, they either do it early or late.

Doing it early is impossible because there's no such rule; basically, it's always late.

So, at this moment, there were several dishes on the table that were the same as those just served to the leaders; they were all extra portions they had prepared and stir-fried.

It was precisely this point that even when Liu Lan was in charge here, she didn't say much about it.

The kitchen is a self-contained unit; as long as it's not being taken home, how they eat and how they use things must be decided by the cooks.

Of course, there were quite a few who took things home like Sha Zhu, but there had to be a time and a place, and a set of rules.

"Don't worry, with your craft, there won't be any problems."

Sha Zhu comforted Master Shang, then looked at Wei Wei, who was sitting alone inside, and the crutch beside him.

"Master Wei, we've known each other for quite a while now. You're so gloomy all day long; it doesn't look like you were born that way, right?"

"Master He."

Seeing Sha Zhu chatting and teasing his senior brother, Yang Laoer quickly reminded him, then glanced at his senior brother.

Wei Wei's hand holding the rice bowl stiffened. He looked up at Sha Zhu and smiled slightly, "Master He, I'm sorry. I don't talk much; you go ahead and talk."

"It was my rudeness."

Seeing him being polite, Sha Zhu waved his hands repeatedly and said, "We haven't spent much time sitting together, so we really haven't had a proper chat."

Qian Shutong sat there silently, picked up his rice bowl, and tasted the chicken soup; this was Master Shang's craft.

Shang Debiao was worried about his job; noticing the atmosphere at the table was wrong, he quickly gathered his thoughts.

Entering the factory was one hurdle, and getting along with colleagues was another.

Wei Wei didn't know why Master He's focus had fallen on him; he kept his head down and didn't answer.

Just as the atmosphere was freezing, a waiter came over, saying the leaders were eating well and wanted Master Shang to go over and talk.

Shang Debiao raised his eyebrows in surprise, bowed reservedly upon hearing the congratulations from everyone.

Sha Zhu smiled and pushed him out the door, reminding him not to waste time here and keep the leaders waiting.

The three master and apprentices at the dining table looked at each other, all hiding their emotions, acting as if Master He hadn't brought that up just now.

Sha Zhu also knew he had said the wrong thing; he used sending Master Shang out the door to cover it up. When he came back, he only talked about the food tonight and didn't look at Wei Wei again.

On Tuesday afternoon, Li Xuewu was in his office looking at materials transferred from Yangcheng regarding the details of the cooperation with Wufeng Hong.

The construction of the food processing plant was proceeding in an orderly manner; machinery and equipment were purchased and transported by Wufeng Hong, which also provided guidance on installation.

And in terms of food raw materials and cargo transportation, Wufeng Hong provided some help and support.

Here, one must mention the "Three Express Trains" of Wufeng Hong in the mainland.

Hong Kong was dominated by people from Guangdong and Guangxi, and their food culture valued "raw, fierce, fresh, and alive," but Hong Kong's land was small, so food had to rely mainly on mainland supply.

In the early 1960s, the "Three Express Trains for Fresh and Live Goods to Hong Kong and Macau" came into being, which was the "Three Express Trains" mentioned in the documents in Li Xuewu's hands.

Goods were transported from Central, North, and East China to Shenzhen, transported from Shenzhen Railway Station to Luohu Railway Station, and then distributed uniformly to the Hong Kong market by Wufeng Hong.

Wufeng Hong's opinion was that this train from North China to Hong Kong often had surplus capacity, so they were considering whether to prepare for certain raw material procurement matters.

At the same time, they were also considering whether the products of the food processing plant could reach Hong Kong through this channel.

Li Xuewu didn't have many opinions on cargo transportation and raw material procurement matters; his only requirements were cost control and quality control.

After reading the materials in his hands, he requested Peng Xiaoli to organize personnel to draft a proposal; this matter still needed to be submitted to Deputy Director Li for approval.

Li Xuewu had the intention to complete the supply chain system of the food processing plant, including the matter of negotiating with the Tianjin Aquatic Products General Company.

But Zhang Changming had been back for nearly a month without any news, and he didn't dare to bet all his chips on the other party.

So he maintained a certain level of communication and contact with the heads of fruit distribution general companies in the two southern provinces, ready to carry out cooperation at any time.

Transportation was always a difficult problem plaguing development. The Steel Rolling Factory was already preparing to build a third refrigerated train; currently, the two trains were all operating full-time.

The Trade Management Center located in Tianjin coordinated and contacted various offices and joint units through radio stations, and even dispatched mobile business personnel to various places to carry out trade business.

As long as business cooperation was reached, and finance provided the actual trade value, they would arrange procurement and transportation. The trade network was running along, albeit with some bumps.

Although work efficiency was hindered by factors such as systems and information, compared to the slowness of the past, it had already given Li Huai De a surprise.

The two trade trains were like long dragons galloping on the tracks, carrying the market economy products of the Steel Rolling Factory and other joint units under the planned economy.

It could be said that the construction of this network trade had brought a certain amount of inspiration to the leaders above.

Especially since the Steel Rolling Factory adhered to its original intention, did not actively destroy the balance of the current planned economy, and had always followed the instructions from above, implementing them flexibly.

Precisely because of this, some people said Li Huai De was leading the Steel Rolling Factory to walk a tightrope, and some said he was the first person to eat crab.

There were even people who slandered Li Huai De, saying he was going against the tide, that it was a spiritual regression, and that he was holding back the legs of socialism.

Regarding this point, Li Huai De did not make a positive response. Whether it was joint trade or foreign trade, having seen the real gold and silver, his heart was incomparably firm, and his heart for making money could not be shaken.

Last night at the guesthouse, he tasted the deliciousness of power once again. Listening to Master Shang talk about the role of medicinal cuisine and his previous work, he was truly filled with emotion.

The swallows that once flew in the halls of the Wang and Xie families now fly into the homes of ordinary people.

Li Huai De was certainly not an ordinary person, but whether it was the imperial medicinal cuisine of the past or the recuperative diet therapy of later times, none of it was something he could come into contact with.

Now that the Steel Rolling Factory had money, could recruit more people, do more things, gain more fame, and obtain more profit, would you let him stop his steps and talk about unity?

Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong's economic trade management measures and foreign cooperation plans were not something he looked at much.

It couldn't be said that he couldn't understand them; in fact, he was too lazy to look. One person could still trick him, but Li Huai De was very sure that Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong's relationship wasn't very good, so it was impossible for them to gang up to trick him.

Previously, Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong had had conflicts because of the business of the three industries. Later, although the relationship eased, the conflict still existed.

Li Huai De was determined that if he used Li Xuewu to manage the economy, he must use Jing Yunong to manage finance. This was called not putting all eggs in one basket.

In fact, the situation was as he expected. Although Jing Yunong cooperated very happily with them in Yangcheng, she didn't show any closeness after returning.

Li Xuewu had had differences and arguments with finance and personnel during the communication process, and there had been disputes with Jing Yunong in meetings.

Li Huai De saw it in his eyes, was anxious in his face, and happy in his heart, constantly easing the relationship from the middle and mediating between the two sides.

When discussing the acquisition case of the automobile manufacturing plant at the meeting yesterday morning, Li Xuewu expressed dissatisfaction with the acquisition plan made by finance and personnel.

Especially regarding the land replacement and mechanical equipment processing opinions made by finance, he gave many opinions and criticized finance's plan as being completely flawed.

This naturally aroused Jing Yunong's dissatisfaction, and the two even had a spat at the meeting. Fortunately, Li Huai De was there to soothe them.

And when Li Xuewu went to see Li Huai De with the acquisition opinion letter today, he received some recognition and criticism.

Li Xuewu could see that Old Li had started playing dirty tricks. Did he really think the Steel Rolling Factory was now peaceful and that the hunting dog would be cooked once the cunning rabbit was dead?

He said some supportive things to him, deliberately belittled Jing Yunong a few times, and appropriately criticized his attitude problem a few times.

Is this the "carrot and stick" approach?

And it was the same routine with Jing Yunong, saying some belittling things about him and deliberately creating conflict.

Don't ask Li Xuewu how he knew what Li Huai De said to Jing Yunong; this was a secret.

Previously, Comrade Shi Ruoweng's change in attitude had attracted Li Xuewu's attention. This probe directly pulled Old Li's tail.

So it is said that if a person has no long-term worries, there will be near-term troubles. For a person like Li Huai De, besides talking about success studies, you also have to give him a lesson in "thick black" studies.

Of course, Li Huai De could not be moved easily. In this period, he could move anyone, but Li Huai De could not be moved.

Where else could you find such a good shield... leader?

If you want to move, you can only move those people who don't know their own strength and listen to the wind and rain.

So last week, when Jing Yunong saw on the work briefing that Li Xuewu was busy with work and had changed Comrade Shi Ruoweng to be responsible for the opening preparations of the Red Star International Hotel, she knew this brat was going to dig a hole.

She had only ever seen Li Xuewu suffer small losses, but never seen him fall into a big trap. Dare to provoke him?

This bad egg secretly winked at her at the meeting, and then attacked the financial report. You say, what did she not understand?

There has never been a shortage of fools in this world. Even though countless people have fallen into his trap before, there are still people who don't believe in evil.

"I believed your evil~"

Xia Zhongquan's nervous heart finally fell to the ground when Li Xuewu took out a "design draft."

He knew it!

He knew it!

He knew that there was no good thing when this brat called him over!

No need to doubt his guess, and no need to look carefully at the "design draft" on the table, he knew that the greatest inventor since the establishment of the Steel Rolling Factory had a new program again.

"What kind of attitude is this!"

Li Xuewu looked dissatisfiedly at Xia Zhongquan, who was leaning back tactically. Was the expression of fear like a tiger when looking at his design draft a bit too impolite!

"Who am I doing design work so hard for? Isn't it for our factory, isn't it for the broad masses of workers!"

"You just say! You say it with your conscience!"

Li Xuewu patted the table and pointed at Xia Zhongquan, saying: "As long as the technical department can come up with a few epoch-making product design plans like mine, do I need to work early and late to do design!"

"Deputy Director Li, let's not be ungrateful when we speak!"

Xia Zhongquan shook the "design draft" in his hand and showed it to Li Xuewu, asking ruthlessly: "Do you call this an epoch-making product design created by working early and late?"

"Is the word 'early and late' derailed, or is the word 'epoch-making' cheating? Where is the design in this!"

"Do you look down on my design?"

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes and pointed at the draft paper fiercely, asking: "You tell me, you don't know what I drew?"

"Nonsense, if you say so, I can also draw an 'epoch-making' product design draft!"

Xia Zhongquan put the draft paper aside, covering his face with both hands in distress. He wanted to hit the wall with his head now.

Of course, he could see that this was a motorcycle, a beam-frame, small-displacement motorcycle.

But!

But!

Li Xuewu taking this piece of crap to find him, asking him to take it as a design draft and produce a finished product, was really a bit bullying.

This brat really thinks of one thing after another. The Steel Rolling Factory is so big, why pick him to harm?

When the Jeep was made, there was a prototype to refer to, and drawing the drawings again could have some data. Now, what the hell is this?

"Deputy Director Li, let's tell the truth."

Xia Zhongquan had fallen into a tiger's den. As the chief engineer, he had to face a reality, that is, the "design master" in front of him held the management power of all industrial and trade projects in the Steel Rolling Factory.

In other words, even he was under the jurisdiction of the Office of the Technical Development Leading Group, and Li Xuewu was the deputy director of this office.

In the past, Li Xuewu took drawings to ask him to work by inducing him with profit, but now he was applying pressure with power.

Under the eaves, one has to bow his head. Xia Zhongquan just wanted to figure out one thing: "Are you sure you didn't take your daughter's masterpiece by mistake?"

"Engineer Xia, rice can be eaten indiscriminately, but words cannot be spoken indiscriminately!"

Li Xuewu widened his eyes and said: "Do you think my work is very poor?"

"Uh... this can't be described as poor, right?"

Xia Zhongquan looked at the small motorcycle in his hand in distress, really not knowing how to comment.

Poor? How can it be called poor? This is completely a piece of dog shit!

Of course, he didn't dare to say the truth in front of Li Xuewu, so he could only talk about other things.

"How did you think of designing a small motorcycle?"

"Sigh~~~"

Li Xuewu sighed deeply and lit a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said: "You don't know that our factory is going to merge some automobile manufacturing plants?"

"Of course I know that."

Xia Zhongquan looked at the stinky dog shit in his hand and asked suspiciously: "But what does this have to do with motorcycles?"

"Because they can't build anything else either."

Li Xuewu said helplessly: "I don't approve of acquiring those scraps, but who told us we can't afford to offend them."

"This is all a helpless move. Those people and machinery are completely incompatible with our production equipment. That is a pile of garbage."

He said with some distress: "But garbage cannot be discarded at will. We can only think of waste utilization. We can't just raise them to eat idle rice, right?"

"So you think of building motorcycles?"

Xia Zhongquan looked at Li Xuewu in surprise and said: "What exactly are you thinking? Does anyone want this thing?"

"Hey! Don't be so absolute."

Li Xuewu pointed at the other party and said: "Who said that the Red Star Hongxing Lingyang I designed was stinky dog shit at the beginning?!"

"I..."

Xia Zhongquan didn't know how his words were heard by the other party. He was speechless now. Who let the other party's design be put into production?

It turned out that this was not the first time he had evaluated Li Xuewu's design like this. It started from fitness equipment and fire tool trucks.

"Don't expect how many technical experts the merged workers have. Even if there are, they won't give them to us, letting us pick up cheap ones."

Li Xuewu knocked on the table and said: "Our automobile manufacturing plant is not something anyone can take up. When the time comes, a batch of people will inevitably be thrown down."

"What to do?"

He looked at Xia Zhongquan and asked: "If we really follow the factory's system, will these people make trouble, will they explode?"

"Motorcycle..."

Xia Zhongquan had already understood Li Xuewu's meaning. He thought about it and said: "It doesn't seem very appropriate, right?"

"On the contrary, I have really investigated the manufacturing situation of motorcycles in the past few days."

Li Xuewu leaned his arms on the table and looked at Xia Zhongquan, asking: "How much is the cheapest motorcycle in the store now?"

"It has to be three or four thousand yuan~"

Xia Zhongquan frowned slightly and thought about it. Seeing Li Xuewu's eyes shining brightly, he asked in surprise: "What do you mean by asking this?"

"If our factory produces such a motorcycle"

Li Xuewu knocked on his epoch-making masterpiece draft paper, looked at Xia Zhongquan's eyes, and asked: "Selling for one thousand yuan, do you think anyone will buy it?"

"One thousand yuan?!"

Xia Zhongquan looked at Li Xuewu in surprise, then pinched the draft paper in his hand and said: "How is this possible?!"

"Why is it impossible?"

Li Xuewu said amusingly: "Isn't it just installing an engine on a bicycle? The cost can definitely be controlled within five hundred yuan."

"I say~!"

Xia Zhongquan looked at Li Xuewu speechlessly and said: "We have offended enough people by playing price wars with Red Star Hongxing Lingyang."

"You are still doing this now, you must offend all the friends of our factory, right~"

"What kind of talk is this!"

Li Xuewu said dissatisfiedly: "Who am I doing this for? Isn't it for our factory, for the workers of our factory..."

Forget it, it's this set of words again. Xia Zhongquan's ears were calloused.

He looked carefully at the soul painting in his hand, and couldn't see the cost price of five hundred yuan at all, let alone the selling price of one thousand yuan.

"Listen to me!"

Li Xuewu pointed at the draft paper in his hand and said: "Production and manufacturing still choose the assembly line mode. If the supply chain parts are cheap, purchase them. If the supply chain parts are not cheap, build them yourself."

"The car body structure can be done by our factory itself, handed over to the hardware factory or the three industries."

"Engines, gearboxes, and these things can be built in the merged factories. When the time comes, establish a small factory separately and merge it into the supply chain."

"The engine should choose the smallest and cheapest 50CC. For other parts, if new materials can be used, do not use metal materials..."

"You this..."

Xia Zhongquan scratched his head and looked through the design plan description, saying: "How it looks is unreliable. Except for redesigning the appearance and adding some fancy lights, leather seats, etc., there is no novel design~"

"You don't understand, this is called marketing, this is called economy, this is called trade!"

Li Xuewu wouldn't tell him that Lei Bu Si played more fancy than him in later generations. At least he still had his own processing plant.

Resource integration, if you pursue cost-effectiveness, that is a science of how to re-decorate a pile of garbage and turn it into an excellent and affordable product.

Coincidentally, Li Xuewu's family is in the business of waste recycling and reuse, and the profession is right.

Xia Zhongquan really doesn't understand what marketing is. He can't see anything from the pictures, so he can only look for ideas from the design plan.

Judging from Li Xuewu's requirements for each position, that is the design idea of simplifying if possible, and changing if not.

The shell is all integrated with plastic. In Li Xuewu's words, riding a motorcycle and falling, even if it is steel, it will still kill people.

If it is replaced by plastic, it is the opposite. It may play a protective role in key positions.

The engine uses 50CC displacement, which is suitable for urban road traffic and can be positioned as a fast transportation method superior to bicycles.

Especially in terms of price control, if you can card five hundred, card five hundred; if you can card three hundred, card three hundred.

If the cost price can be carded to three hundred yuan, Li Xuewu even decided to set the price of this motorcycle at six hundred yuan.

This is how crazy it is. The shit-stirring stick in the automobile industry has come to the motorcycle field to stir up trouble. The Steel Rolling Factory will have no friends in the industrial field sooner or later.

Three thousand yuan motorcycles can't be bought, but six hundred yuan motorcycles can be mass-produced, and in the case of no tickets internally, it will definitely cause a trend.

Even, Li Xuewu told Xia Zhongquan that as long as the cost can be controlled, internal cost dumping can be carried out to popularize motorcycles.

Xia Zhongquan was really speechless. He shook the document in his hand and asked: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

After saying that, he sighed and said: "Even if it's building trucks, building buses is fine."

"No~ no~ no~"

Li Xuewu denied seriously: "Our factory has no extra resources to invest in the automobile manufacturing field. We must stand firm with Red Star Hongxing Lingyang before we can take the next step."

"And the motorcycle is a product of resource integration, and it is also a product that our factory is forced to accept and has to seek its own survival."

He looked at Xia Zhongquan and said: "The merger work has just begun, and so many problems have appeared. There will be more shit in the future."

"Okay."

Xia Zhongquan is only responsible for technical management now. Li Xuewu is the leader, so of course he has to listen to him.

"But why haven't I heard about this from other leaders?"

"Oh? What's so strange about this?"

Li Xuewu said very casually: "Other leaders don't manage industry and trade."

"Wrong!"

Xia Zhongquan suddenly woke up and looked at Li Xuewu, asking: "Are you digging a hole for someone again?"

"It won't be me again, right?"

On December 24th, the front of the Red Star International Hotel, which had been renamed, was decorated with lanterns and colored streamers, gongs and drums were noisy, firecrackers were ringing, people were crowded, and red flags were fluttering...

These are all impossible. In this era, in this period, in this position, if you dare to do this, maybe one day you will close down.

It is said to be an opening ceremony, but in fact, only a group of leaders in the factory and heads of brother units came to visit and congratulate.

The interior of the hotel has been renovated, and many modern design elements have been added on the basis of retaining the original design style as much as possible.

At the same time, many equipment and facilities have been updated, such as the old elevator, as well as all lighting and service facilities inside.

Comparing with the service standards of Yangcheng Hotel, this side also has 24-hour hot water bathing, indoor air conditioning, indoor bathrooms, solid wood furniture, and high-standard room accommodation services, etc.

Many equipment were purchased urgently from professional factories. Zhang Songying also studied and designed some proprietary equipment with the factory's design department, such as kitchen equipment, fire protection systems, sanitary sewage systems, etc.

Li Huai De revisited the old place, and his feelings remained the same. Compared with the last time, he looked quite proud this time.

Many design elements were prepared by Zhang Songying early on, and she reported and asked for instructions many times, and finally made the decision.

Being able to create a large hotel with his own hands, Li Huai De couldn't help but show a smile in front of the factory team and the heads of brother units.

Especially when everyone was discussing the advancement here and recalling those special era marks, he would shout wildly in his heart: Mine, it's all mine!

"Been looking for you for a long time~"

Yu Daru glanced at the Steel Rolling Factory leaders who were visiting the restaurant in front, pulled Li Xuewu's arm, and walked toward the dance hall on the side.

This small dance hall is not small, but it is not very big. It is no problem for a hundred people to play.

Because the leaders came to visit today, the lights here were all turned on.

Yu Daru glanced outside, reached out and closed the door. The sound insulation effect here is first-class, and he is not afraid of anyone eavesdropping.

"Let me tell you, this Du Xiaoyan really has a problem!"

"Did you go to find Xiang Yunnian?"

Li Xuewu asked after hearing him say this, found a sofa and sat down, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Or did you investigate it yourself?"

"Don't lie to me!"

Yu Daru sat on the side of Li Xuewu, stared and said: "I don't believe you didn't call him after I left!"

"So?"

Li Xuewu asked very calmly: "Did you investigate all these yourself?"

"That's for sure~!"

Yu Daru said affirmatively: "I can't check the problems in the credit union, so I'll check her background!"

"You said one thing that makes a lot of sense."

He pointed to the coffee table and said: "Zhang Shuqin's fraud was groundless, and there was no gradual process. It was too abnormal, too abrupt!"

"How could a person commit such a big case on a whim, and how could she bear not to have any arrangements beforehand? It's too abnormal!"

"So, I thought about it in reverse. Du Xiaoyan cleaned herself up so cleanly, so does she have any problems?"

"After checking this, there was really a major discovery."

Yu Daru stared slightly and said: "You said Du Xiaoyan's family is rich and her life is extravagant, all of which were embezzled by Zhao Ziliang and earned by carrying things back from other places."

"However, Zhao Ziliang's father, mother, brothers, and sisters didn't get much benefit, but Du Xiaoyan did!"

"I investigated Du Xiaoyan's parents and brothers in her maiden home, and everyone is very rich. Watches and bicycles are not lacking."

He looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "What do you think they, who come from the countryside, rely on to enjoy these things?"

"You checked Du Xiaoyan and even checked her maiden home?"

Li Xuewu was silent for a moment, looked up at Yu Daru and asked: "Don't tell me it was your own claim, and you went to check these alone."

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

Yu Daru waved his hand and said: "This case definitely has problems, and it definitely involves more than just her."

"So your goal is not Du Xiaoyan, let alone this case, right?"

Li Xuewu said in a low voice: "Investigation by any means for the purpose, you are not afraid of being hit by a sap on the night road."

"I'm not even afraid of saps."

Yu Daru looked at Li Xuewu and said: "I'm just afraid of someone shooting me in the back."

"I don't think that day is far away."

Li Xuewu said lightly: "If you check like this, be careful that your leaders dare not protect you."

Hearing Li Xuewu say this, the excitement of Yu Daru just now all dissipated, and he was unusually silent.

The two sat like this, but they could hear the talking in the corridor in the quiet dance hall.

"I must handle this case."

Yu Daru's voice was a bit dry. He looked up at Li Xuewu seriously and said: "Even if there is a problem and I take the blame, I have no choice."

"Mm, I know."

Li Xuewu nodded and asked: "Do you still want to find Xiang Yunnian? Let him help you check?"

"No, I came to find you."

Yu Daru shook his head slightly and said: "I want to ask you to come forward and introduce me to Deputy Director Zheng of the branch bureau."

"Oh?"

Li Xuewu's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Yu Daru for a long time, then nodded slowly and said: "No problem, okay, anytime."

"If I can pass Deputy Director Zheng's hurdle, does it mean you can take action to help me?"

"How can you say that?"

Li Xuewu said with a hint of reproach in his tone: "Serving the people is my standard of doing things, and safeguarding the safety of people's lives and property is my oath!" ===== CHAPTER 952 =====