Men and women eating in the courtyard

"Think about it, give my daughter a nice and auspicious name——"

Li Xuewu held the child and saw that she looked at him without crying or making a fuss, and she smiled from time to time. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.

"We both have the surname Li, and the five elements belong to fire."

As he thought, he said in the expectant eyes of everyone: "The girl was born on June 29th, located in the northeast..."

"What time and morning was she born?"

"It seems like it's true——"

Zhou Yamei smiled and glanced at him, and there was a hint of reminder in her teasing tone.

Li Wenbiao is not well-educated and careless, but Mai Qinglan is a cultured person.

It is understandable that he was overwhelmed by the names for his first child, but he did not lose the ability to distinguish good from bad names.

Another thing is that Mai Qinglan's parents are here. Even if Lao Biaozi did not want his parents to name him, he did not have to ask Li Xuewu to name him.

In this year, the five elements, gossip, birth date, etc. are all taboos, and people are afraid of bringing disasters and troubles.

So she didn't say it in front of everyone, but she was still afraid that he would be embarrassed.

If the name is really given, let's not talk about whether it sounds good or not, what if the parents are not satisfied?

It has to be used for Li Xuewu's face, but the couple will complain after all.

So she said this with a smile, which is considered to be a way out for Li Xuewu.

If the naming goes well, everyone is happy. If it doesn't go well, it will be just like what she said, and it will be a joke.

Lao Biaozi didn't hear the deep meaning in her words, and only reported the child's birth date to Li Xuewu seriously.

Mai Qinglan glanced over here for a while, and obviously heard the number.

As for Mai Qinglan's parents, they were originally in the son-in-law's house, so it was not easy to talk to them.

The son-in-law didn't think of asking them to name the child, and even if he thought of it, they couldn't do it.

In this era, the custom is that no grandparents name the child, so there will be no one in the man's family.

So the two old people just sat there and laughed as they watched the two brothers get together to study the name.

"Well, then we have to use words with fire attributes."

Li Xuewu knew that Zhou Yamei had something to say, but he was confident. He was sitting on a chair, holding the child in his arms, and counting with his fingers, just like a great immortal.

"Family members speak their own words. I still know what my brother looks like."

In the expectation of Lao Biaozi, he did not say the name immediately after calculating, but said this.

"Hahaha——"

Everyone in the room laughed together, especially with the appearance of Brother Biao, everyone started to joke.

"Fortunately, I think my daughter looks like Qinglan!"

After Li Xuewu said this, everyone laughed even louder.

Lao Biaozi glared at a few boys, and couldn't help laughing himself.

He arched his hands to Li Xuewu, bowed and said: "Brother, stop teasing your younger brother——"

"Hahaha, no problem, no problem."

Li Xuewu was also happy today. He met an old friend in a foreign land, and his brother gave birth to a child.

After making a few jokes, he continued, "My daughter will be beautiful, self-respecting, self-confident and independent when she grows up."

Everyone stopped playing and listened carefully when he said this.

It was obvious that he was going to name her. He first said the message, hope, wishes and expectations.

"She must not only be beautiful and decent, but also knowledgeable, smart, quick-witted and successful in her career..."

Who doesn't want to hear auspicious words and beautiful words? Who doesn't want their children to be successful?

She was still worried because she was afraid that Wu Ge, whom Lao Biaozi respected, would name her casually and force her to make a choice.

Originally, she didn't say that she wanted Wu Ge to name the child today. It was Li Wenbiao who made the decision.

But the words had been said. She could still change her mind for other people, but not for Li Xuewu.

Li Wenbiao loved her very much and followed her in life. However, she didn't dare to touch the minefield of respecting Li Xuewu at all.

Fortunately, although Li Xuewu did not refuse, he did not say it casually.

Hearing him consider it from the perspectives of the five elements and the date of birth, he spoke very clearly.

Especially these wishes and expectations, if they were integrated into one word, what a beautiful text it would be.

The words left by our ancestors have this kind of connotation, which is warmer than the coldness of English letters.

The more serious Li Xuewu spoke, the more serious Lao Biaozi and Mai Qinglan became.

"Let's take the word Qi."

Without waiting for everyone to ask in detail, he pointed his finger at the water in the rice bowl and wrote the word on the table.

As he wrote, he said: "The combination of fire and wood, the temperament is tough, the patience is good, the thoughts are far-sighted, and the future is promising."

"Qi-Li Qi-"

Lao Biaozi recited in his mouth, took the child from Brother Wu's hand and looked at him, and there was already a smile on his face.

His cultural level was only enough to recognize this word, and it would be useless to say anything else.

Since Brother Wu said it was good, it must be good.

Because he believed that anyone could harm him, except Brother Wu.

So, he had already decided on this name for his daughter in his heart, and hoped that his daughter would be as Brother Wu said... good.

Don't ask, he couldn't remember what Brother Wu said just now, and he didn't understand it, anyway... good!

"Qiwanzhisui..."

When Mai Qinglan first heard this word, he thought it was okay, and pondered the meaning of this name in his heart.

The word Qi comes from the idiom "Qiwanzhisui", which means young and beautiful like silk fabrics.

When I think of my daughter, isn’t she her most precious treasure like silk? This name seems to be very suitable.

“A monk from Shu holds Luqi and descends from Emei Peak to the west——”

Mai Xiaotian recited a line of Li Bai’s poem in deep thought, nodded slowly, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

“I remember that the King of Hedong (and Wang) in the Tang Dynasty was called this name, right?”

“King of Hedong? Live in Hedong?”

Lao Biaozi was stunned and asked, “What is the wind of Emei Peak?”

“And Li Wan’s cousin in Dream of Red Mansions is also called Li Qi——”

Hu Huilan was thinking in her heart. Seeing that her husband’s son-in-law didn’t understand what he said, she was afraid that her daughter and son-in-law would care, so she hurriedly added a sentence.

“At the age of Qiwan, she is smart, beautiful and generous, and she is pretty good.”

“Yes, yes, it’s Li Qi.”

Mai Xiaotian was interrupted by his wife, and he knew that he didn’t say the right thing, so he smiled and followed suit.

Mai Qinglan didn't pay attention to what his parents said. He muttered a few words in his heart. He felt that it was really suitable, so he took the initiative to thank them.

"Thank you, Brother Wu. I have been choosing for several days, and Biaozi was also worried."

"Why thank you? Biaozi's daughter is my daughter."

Li Xuewu smiled and nodded, pulled the child's hand and said, "You must grow up like your mother. It will be troublesome if you grow up like your father."

"Hahaha——"

Everyone laughed at this, and he laughed and said, "Give her a nickname, let's call her Hu Niu, and grow up the opposite way."

--

The dinner was very lively. Li Xuewu rarely came, and Lao Biaozi prepared very well.

At the end of August, it was the time when vegetables were in supply and meat was abundant, and there was no shortage of delicacies from mountains and seas on the table.

This kid was ugly and short and fat, but he was a serious cook.

When he was at home, he learned kung fu from Sha Zhu. When he came to Gangcheng, he set up a stall by himself and cooked at the dock.

He said, as long as the ingredients are sufficient, no matter how bad your cooking skills are, people will eat it.

But to be honest, the big-breasted brother is not short of money or people, so naturally he has to eat.

He looks fatter than when Li Xuewu came last time.

But in the Northeast, his physique and appearance can really hold his own, and Wen Saner can't really scare people.

After dinner, the women in the house were cleaning up, and the men were smoking and chatting by the window on the second floor.

Zhou Changli was still the same carefree character, but his personality was much calmer.

Maybe he heard a lot about what happened in Beijing, and he must have thought a lot in his heart.

Now he sat there and spoke very little, with an attitude of doing things.

As for the fourth child Quan Yongcheng and the fifth child Guan Yongqiang, they were about sixteen or seventeen years old, and their personalities were inevitably jumpy, but they were also in the process of learning and growing.

At this age, the young boys admired the strong the most, and as long as they could make them admire them in life, they would be particularly obedient.

Especially after experiencing the hardships of wandering, the time they spent living and working in the recycling station became their sweetest memories.

"Are you still reading and studying?"

Li Xuewu, who doesn't smoke, is now sitting upwind, looking at the fourth and fifth brothers.

The two didn't expect that Brother Wu would ask them first, and they felt flattered.

"I don't read much, and I don't have much time."

The fourth brother was a little silly, and he smiled and explained: "After a busy day, I just want to sleep when I lie down, and I don't even want to wash my feet."

"Me too--"

The fifth brother smiled embarrassedly after the fourth brother's words, and added: "It's not very convenient to read books here, you have to look around."

"You are still young, you have to learn and read more."

Li Xuewu didn't mean to criticize them, and smiled and said: "The time and energy for reading books depends on self-consciousness and perseverance."

"This time is like a man's urine, you will always have it if you squeeze it."

"Haha-hahaha--"

Quan Yongcheng and others laughed, and Zhou Changli couldn't help but cover his face and laughed.

"Brother Wu's words are very thorough!"

Old Biaozi walked around the room with a cigarette in his hand, saying as he walked: "Hey! This principle can't be so mysterious."

"Just talk about this Emei Peak, I don't really understand, but if you say that my daughter is beautiful, I understand."

"Don't talk nonsense--"

Li Xuewu knew that the big-breasted brother didn't mean to make up his father-in-law, but he just said this.

It's just that he is outspoken. He doesn't care about his wife in private, but he can't say that in front of his brothers.

First, he doesn't respect his father-in-law, and second, he doesn't take his wife seriously.

"Although it is said that knowing the world is knowledge, and knowing human nature is writing," he looked at the fourth and fifth brothers and said, "But learning the world and human nature is too difficult."

"Without experiencing certain hardships and twists and turns, it is difficult to learn profound truths from work, but it is not the same with books."

He pointed at the two and said, "Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will become clear."

"If you understand the knowledge in the book, you can think ahead when doing things."

"I know, Brother Wu."

The fourth and fifth brothers looked at each other, sat up straight and responded in unison.

"According to me, you should learn at least four or five years at home before you can go out to work."

Li Xuewu said with some regret: "Who would have thought that our business is getting better and better, and your brother Biao is getting more and more promising."

"Talk about them, talk about them--"

Old Biaozi didn't dare to let Brother Wu praise him, because if he did, something would happen.

Because he praised him first, and then he would deal with him. The more he praised, the more fiercely he scolded.

He did things in front of Brother Wu, which left a shadow.

So when I heard Brother Wu's words, I was confused and quickly said goodbye and went back.

"Hehehe——"

Zhou Changli sat aside and chuckled, seeing Brother Biao having the most fun at this time.

"I can't help it. It's time to employ people."

Li Xuewu ignored Lao Biaozi, looked at Lao Si and Lao Wu and said, "Just because you are young, you have unlimited potential."

"The more you learn and accumulate at this time, the faster you will grow and the better you will be in the future."

He said sincerely: "Since I have released you, I trust your abilities and will train you to do great things."

"Now start with small things, learn to do, listen more and watch more, and also insist on cultural learning."

Li Xuewu tapped the armrest of the rattan chair with his fingers and said, "I believe you have all heard that the Red Star Factory is undergoing personnel changes."

"Including workers in workshops and cadres in agencies, now more emphasis is placed on ability, age, and academic qualifications."

He raised his hand, pointed at Lao Si and Lao Wu, and said: "The Red Star Factory is like this, and it will be the same for other industries and all walks of life in the future. They will pay more attention to the cultural foundation."

"How hard you work now will determine how far you can go in the future, do you understand?"

"Everyone, listen carefully——"

Lao Biaozi pretended to be serious, imitating Brother Wu, and nodded at the two of them, and said: "I'm done for the rest of my life, and I'll have to look after you all to take care of me in the future."

"Ah, don't you dare—"

The fourth and fifth children knew that Brother Biao liked to joke, but they still didn't dare to respond to this statement at the moment.

Seeing them all standing up and waving politely, Lao Biaozi smiled and patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "Sit down, sit down, you're all going to bully me."

——

"Hahaha--"

Zhou Changli gave Brother Biao a funny look, and then looked at Li Xuewu curiously.

When he was a child, he had naturally heard of Li Xuewu's name, the Little Bully of Jiaodaokou, and his reputation for running an iron chain across a street was very resounding.

But if you look at him now, although he is not a talkative person, he is still reading books and culture.

Can you believe this is the former Jiaodaokou bully?

Brother Biao still has the same virtue, but there is less charlatanism and more cunning merchants.

The whole person came to Steel City to pick up his third uncle's shift. He was really ruthless when he needed to be strong, and he knelt down when he needed to be soft.

Being willing to take risks and being able to take action, this is the evaluation given to Brother Biao on Gangcheng Road.

If you want to say that you can't survive anymore and can't afford to eat, as long as you go to the river dock and mention Brother Biao, it will definitely give you food.

Regardless of whether it's long-term work or unloading grain ships, as long as you work hard, you can survive here.

Since ancient times, the dock has been a place of rivers and lakes, a real place where people lick blood and kill their lives.

But many heroes and tycoons also came from here.

Therefore, heroes do not care about their origin, and rogues do not care about their age.

Brother Biao has a number one position in Steel City because of the environment and his temperament.

If you are a person who loves charity and cares about money, fame and wealth will naturally come to you.

Coupled with the fact that he has a backer, he has a prominent position on the Gangcheng Road.

Then you say that Brother Biao is so famous, does he still care about learning and culture?

This question is bullshit. If Brother Biao doesn’t care about culture, why did he have to find a college student as his wife?

Everyone knew that with Brother Biao's ability at that time, he could definitely find a good wife by just picking a girl in an alley.

However, he looked down on no one and only focused on Shui Lingling, a well-educated college student.

Do you dare to say that he doesn’t care about culture?

Others don’t know, and none of the brothers on the dock know, but Brother Biao also has to study at night.

As long as there are no social activities, his sister-in-law will force him to study and read, and sometimes even scold him.

So don't look at him teasing the fourth and fifth children. That's pure nonsense. Just like Brother Wu, the more serious he speaks, the less serious he becomes.

In the recycling bin system, cultural level is definitely the top priority.

How many college students are there in an average workplace? If you look at the recycling bin, there are at least three of them.

Sister Zhou, who is in charge of human resources work, is still a college student. Who dares to say that this is a grassroots team.

According to Brother Biao, Shen Guodong, who is in charge of affairs in the capital, has been inspected by the organization and has been registered in the street.

What does this mean? This is a gold-plated body.

Zhou Changli has lived so long, you may say that he is young, but he has some knowledge after all.

But he never dreamed that these people could join the organization.

Everyone is nothing, he was born as a gangster, but he has actually begun to learn how to behave and do things.

Can you believe it? He couldn't believe it when he saw it.

"Chang Li is a junior high school culture?"

After Li Xuewu finished talking about Lao Si and Lao Wu, he looked at Zhou Changli again and asked with a smile: "Have you finished reading?"

"Those who are mixed up are the ones who got mixed up."

Zhou Changli pinched the cigarette in his hand with some embarrassment and came back from his thoughts.

He chuckled and said, "I can't compare to you, let alone a good wife like Brother Biao, and I don't have the perseverance of Yongcheng and the others."

"I am now responsible for personnel management with Sister Zhou. I have just learned a few things and am still learning."

"Well, it depends on personal pursuit, but also on personal ability and potential."

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "I'm not forcing you to study and become talented, I just want you to develop further."

"Those who join the factory or work unit don't have to think about it. What you do now is not bad at food and drink. It's not less than what you earn in the work unit, right?"

"That's, that's—"

Zhou Changli smiled and nodded, saying: "Last time I went back to Beijing, a neighbor boasted to my dad that his son earned 32 yuan a month after he became a regular employee."

"My dad is an honest man, and he didn't care what others said. I was so angry that I gave my dad 500 yuan in front of them when I left."

The personnel work of the recycling station is all in the hands of Zhou Yamei, and Zhou Changli is her assistant.

Compared with Zhou Yamei sitting at home to work, Zhou Changli not only has to run more, but also has to go to the ship to inspect it.

Sometimes he would go to various places to recruit workers, send wages to the workers' homes, etc., which is very hard.

So the salary set by Lao Biaozi is not low, and there are some subsidies for traveling with the ship.

It's like buying a horse bone with a lot of gold, setting an example for those guys from Beijing.

There are fewer people coming from Beijing in the past few months, and the people on the ship have been recruited almost.

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Li Xuewu told Ji Weidong that he had arranged for him to find a connection with the maritime department and recruit a lot of retired marines.

Dongfeng Shipping is a serious unit with suitable benefits, so of course it has the conditions to accommodate these people.

Moreover, the investigation department is here to endorse, and the relationship is very clear without investigation.

Li Xuewu can see that Zhou Changli still has some of the passion of a young man, but not much.

The more you see the world, the more people you experience, and the more money you handle, the more mature you will become.

"Save some money, and if you can, you can quickly arrange a house in Beijing."

He nodded, not caring about his self-satisfaction of showing off his wealth, but admonishing him: "There is only an old father supporting the family, and you are the most promising child."

"Hey, it's because you think highly of me," Zhou Changli also became smooth, and now he said with a smile: "Give me this opportunity, let me and Brother Biao have a future."

"It's okay, brother--"

After teasing the fourth and fifth brothers, Lao Biaozi patted Zhou Changli on the shoulder and said: "Work hard this year, and I will marry you another sister-in-law next year."

"Okay, marrying one is too few, marry three--"

It was a coincidence that Mai Qinglan, who should be in confinement, came over with a plate of watermelon.

She didn't pay attention to Lao Biaozi's sudden change of expression and flattering smile, and said a few polite words to Li Xuewu and others who were holding back their laughter.

When walking back, he glanced at Lao Biaozi and said, "If we make four of them, we can save one for three, right?"

"Look at you, we are just joking, and you are interfering in everything——"

It is really difficult for Lao Biaozi to show his dominance and explain his words humbly.

——

"Did the coachman's plan go smoothly?"

When Lao Biaozi and his family sent him out, Li Xuewu took advantage of Zhou Yamei and the others' greetings and asked one more question while standing by the car.

Lao Biaozi glanced at his family and replied softly, "It's going well. Raising chickens is for laying eggs. I know how to make choices."

"Don't be afraid of spending money, but don't fatten them up."

Li Xuewu patted the big-breasted brother's arm and taught him seriously, "When they are fat, they will fly away. If they fly away, they will be useless."

"Never let them starve to death, but they will not eat enough," he said with a bit of fierceness in his eyes, "This place is not easy to get along with. Don't hesitate to take action when you should. Be sure to pay attention to safety."

"I understand, I cherish my life--"

Lao Biaozi smiled and said, "When the child is older, let Qinglan take the child back to Beijing to live. I feel at ease."

"Don't say scary things. I don't need you to take risks."

Li Xuewu glared at him and whispered, "Be sure to protect and isolate them well, don't get burned."

"I understand, I'm ready to take the risk, it's far away from me."

Lao Biaozi is not stupid. He has been doing this job for a long time and is mentally prepared.

He said softly: "He is in Fengcheng, and I know where his home is with just one line of contact."

"That's good--"

Li Xuewu looked at the big-breasted brother, patted his arm again and said: "Now that you have a family, think more about your family when you do things, and don't act rashly."

"Yeah, don't worry," Lao Biaozi smiled and said: "How about you give this bomb in my hand a code name?"

He said with a smirk: "It's quite interesting. When we chatted privately, we all said that you are the most professional."

"You are talking nonsense, right?"

Li Xuewu patted his big fat face with a smile, opened the car door with a smile, pointed to the upstairs and said: "Since you don't know what Emei Peak means, let's call it Emei Peak."

--

"Uncle, I like the storybook you gave me."

Back to the villa on Guanshan Road in the evening, Fu Zhidong was still very excited. Today was really a surprise.

When my mother came to pick me up from the kindergarten in the afternoon, she said that my uncle was coming from Beijing and would take them to visit Uncle Biao's house tonight.

He was already very happy that his uncle came, and when he heard that he could go out and play, he was even happier.

When he came back at night, when his uncle took out the gifts he brought him from the car, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep at all.

Two large boxes of comic books, story books with illustrations, a lot of them, and a large box of snacks.

Those snacks were all things he had never seen before, and even the supply and marketing cooperatives didn't have them.

He was so happy that he lay on the sofa in the living room, lying on his uncle's lap, looking at the story book in his hand.

This was a bit like a dream, and he wanted to laugh.

"The project that Guodong and the first prison were doing."

When Li Xuewu saw Zhou Yamei coming over to help him with foot washing, he took off his socks and explained: "The whole set has not been printed yet, this is only a part."

"When everything is printed, uncle will get it for you."

After he explained to Zhou Yamei, he made a promise to his godson.

Fu Zhidong was naturally happy that his uncle brought him a gift. Now he jumped up with a smile and wanted to help his uncle wash his feet.

"Read a book," Zhou Yamei took away Li Xuewu's socks and said to his son, "When uncle finishes washing his feet, you should go to bed."

"I want to watch for a little longer -"

Fu Zhidong's voice was pleading: "It's not easy for uncle to come here, I want to stay with him for a while longer."

"Uncle will come tomorrow, but you won't go to kindergarten tomorrow?"

Zhou Yamei was in the bathroom, looked back at her son and said, "I went to bed late, and I won't be able to get up early tomorrow morning."

"I got up—"

Fu Zhidong squeezed towards his godfather a little stubbornly, holding the storybook in his hand.

"When I finish washing my feet, uncle will accompany you upstairs to read."

Li Xuewu smiled, touched his godson's head, and whispered in his ear: "If you don't take mom, it'll be just the two of us."

"good--"

Fu Zhidong smiled in surprise, then opened the story book, pointed it to his godfather and said, "Then tell me the story."

"No problem, I'm the best at telling stories."

Li Xuewu deliberately whispered: "Keep talking until you fall asleep."

"hey-hey--"

After getting the promise, Fu Zhidong couldn't help laughing, turned over from the sofa, squeezed Li Xuewu with his little feet and stretched into the basin.

"Giggle--"

The little boy's voice was clear, and he was at the age where he loves to make trouble.

In the past, there was a lack of father's love, and living with a mother would inevitably lead to depression.

But after the separation from his biological father, the child seemed to have changed.

Mainly because Li Xuewu gave him enough sense of security, and he even went to kindergarten and met more good friends.

Especially since mother and son no longer have to worry about life and the future, life will naturally become brighter and their personalities will become normal.

Li Xuewu's big feet stood on his godson's small feet, and the two sat there whispering, which made Zhou Yamei feel disgusted on the face, but very happy in her heart.

She could give her son a life without worries about food and clothing, but she could not give him the fatherly love and security he needed to grow up.

She didn't know that her son was secretly calling Li Xuewu daddy, but she just pretended not to know.

This is a child's nature to seek protection and reliance, and it is also a personality choice. Imposing intervention will only be self-defeating.

So she pretended to be confused in her heart and cooperated with the two people on her face, adding a bit more joy to the house.

——

"Is it because you have this patience after having Li Shu?"

Seeing Li Xuewu come in from the door, Zhou Yamei sat on the bed and asked curiously: "Are you just born with a child?"

"I don't know if it's innate, but my patience is definitely not honed by Li Shu."

Li Xuewu kicked off his slippers and went to bed, while saying: "Li Shu came to the house, mostly my parents and sister-in-law took care of me. I was already working in the factory at that time, so I didn't have time."

"But children like it. This is true." He leaned on the bed, looked at Zhou Yamei and asked, "Have I told you about the first time I met Li Shu?"

"Actually, thinking about it now makes me feel heartbroken."

Seeing Zhou Yamei shaking his head, Li Xuewu sighed and said, "Her father was holding her under the train, and we were about to walk over. It was her who meowed twice like a kitten."

"When I took it from her father, she didn't cry, she just smiled at me. At that time, I felt that this child was destined to me."

"Are you going to tell her this?"

Zhou Yamei leaned in his arms, put her arms around his waist, and asked, "When she grows up."

"Maybe you don't have to wait until you grow up," Li Xuewu stroked her hair and looked at the night view outside the window reflected by the bedside lights, and said, "You also know that children are very sensitive."

"Maybe when she goes to elementary school, she will find that she is different from other children, whether it is skin color, facial features, or hair color."

He looked down at Zhou Yamei and said, "I will try to give her the most comfortable environment and the warmest home until she really needs the truth."

"Maybe thirteen, maybe fifteen, maybe eighteen, as long as she really needs it."

"You're a good man-"

Zhou Yamei tightened her arms, hugged him and said, "I can feel your warm heart, sincere, kind and reliable."

Li Xuewu's words were both talking about Li Shu and her.

If even Li Shu took such good care of her, let alone their mother and son.

"I never expect others to say that I am a good person, because it is too absolute."

Li Xuewu patted her shoulder, hugged her and said, "There are too many unexpected things in this world."

"All I can do is protect myself and those around me in the safest way within my capabilities."

"That's enough -"

Zhou Yamei lightly sniffed his scent and dug into his arms, as if she was also looking for someone to rely on.

Li Xuewu lowered his head, looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you want to give some rewards to good people?"

"What reward?"

Zhou Yamei smiled and said: "Good people do good deeds without expecting anything in return, so there is no reward."

"Then I won't be a good person anymore. I'm going to be a bad person--"

Li Xuewu turned over and pressed her under him, biting her like a vicious dog.

"Ah--hahaha--itchy--"

Zhou Yamei held her neck tightly, but her hands did not push him away, but hugged his neck more tightly.

Just like her initiative, this was a tight embrace of fate.

——

"You didn't live here last night?"

Jing Yunong came down from upstairs and met Li Xuewu who was walking into the hall. His eyes scanned like radar.

Li Xuewu nodded naturally and said, "I went to Biaozi's place to see my eldest niece."

"Li Wenbiao? Did he give birth to a daughter?"

Jing Yunong knew the old Biaozi. When he presided over the acquisition of the First Machine Factory in Fengcheng, he did not lack his help.

The investigation and acquisition team of the Red Star Factory arrived in Fengcheng first. She received the news temporarily and hurried here while speeding up her schedule.

Let alone the First Machine Factory in Fengcheng, she didn't even have a systematic understanding of Fengcheng.

As soon as she came out of Fengcheng Railway Station, someone came to greet her and handed her a document.

This person was none other than Li Wenbiao, who had come to Fengcheng in advance.

Of course, she would not refuse the other party's kindness, because Li Xuewu had already greeted her in advance.

And Li Xue naturally knew Li Wenbiao. After a brief contact between the two sides, in the subsequent acquisition process, if there was any inconvenience, the other party would find a way to investigate it clearly.

Let's put it this way, Jing Yunong was able to take over the team smoothly and carry out work in an orderly manner the next day after arriving in Fengcheng, which was really due to that document.

All the things that happened in and behind the scenes of Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory were reflected in the materials.

Jing Yunong used these to investigate and preside over the negotiations, which really pinched the Achilles' heel of the No. 1 Machine Factory.

In addition, Liaodong Industry took the initiative to assist, and things went very smoothly, which also gave her time and energy to take care of the problems in Beijing.

Old Li sent her out to dig up the roots, so she naturally had to be vigilant.

Being able to quickly escape from Fengcheng, and taking over Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory while decisively taking over the Trade Management Center and the United Savings Bank, shows the impact of this help on her.

Li Huaide played the game of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf, letting Cheng Kaiyuan take the tertiary industry, but Jing Yunong and Li Xuewu also took Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory.

Who is in charge of Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory now?

It is Xiao Zihong, deputy director of the Production Management Office. There is no need to introduce who this person is.

So Li Xue suspected that her second brother and Deputy Director Jing had been flirting with each other recently, and there must be something going on.

The two of them sang a double act, singing in unison, playing with the people in the agency, and she saw it all.

Li Xuewu's hands withdrew from the United Industry, the United Savings Bank, the Tertiary Industry, and the Trade Management Center, but they did not withdraw completely.

Jing Yunong accepted these, seemingly weakening Li Xuewu, but in fact, the two of them played a trick of transferring from the left hand to the right hand.

Even Li Huaide probably couldn't have imagined what kind of connection Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong had that allowed them to have such a tacit understanding.

On the surface, the power of Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong was weakened, and Cheng Kaiyuan's power was strengthened.

What about the reality?

Jing Yunong had already come over, and Li Huaide was still pushing him hard from behind to help?

Now the cooperation between Jing Yunong and Li Xuewu is closer and more obscure, which Li Huaide could never have imagined.

He calculated that Jing Yunong and Li Xuewu were not so stiff, but he didn't expect that the two of them would quarrel.

This time, Li Xuewu fought a coordinated battle with her in Beijing, which really made her realize the necessity of having someone below.

Originally, after finishing the case of Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory, she was going to invite the other party to dinner in private.

But Li Wenbiao declined through Li Xue, saying that after arriving in Gangcheng, he could contact her at any time if there was anything inconvenient.

Of course, Jing Yunong didn't have his contact information, so was he just being polite?

Not really, because Li Xue was still there.

Who is Li Xue? Who is behind her? Needless to say, as long as her relationship with Li Xuewu remains, she will really have special help in Fengcheng and Gangcheng.

This kind of help is really hard to say how important or necessary it is.

But we have to admit that some things really need such people to do.

You ask her to put down her face and go to the field to investigate and visit, she dare not.

Let others go, then the news will fly all over the sky.

So, this time when she came to Fengcheng, she really felt the power of Li Xuewu.

It is definitely not as simple as he showed in the Red Star Factory or in the Wei San Regiment.

Just seeing Jing Yunong unconsciously being much more docile and tactful in front of him, less serious and more emotional during the conversation, you can know how "powerful" Li Xuewu is.

When she heard Li Xuewu mention Biaozi, she naturally thought of this person.

"Why didn't you tell me about this good thing?"

Jing Yunong said angrily, "I wanted to thank him the last time I came, but I haven't had the chance yet."

"Thanking me is the same--"

Li Xuewu joked in front of Li Xue, "Why don't you treat me to a meal later?"

"I'll treat you to eight meals--"

Jing Yunong rolled his eyes at him and said, "Today we have a talk, remember to pay attention, the factory..."

Her words became vague, but Li Xuewu understood.

The two exchanged a few words in the hall and then walked away. Jing Yunong was going to have breakfast, while he went upstairs to change clothes.

Zhou Yamei wanted to help him wash last night, but he refused.

It was already past nine o'clock when he got home. He washed his feet and took a bath, and it was almost eleven o'clock when he lay in bed.

If he washed clothes again, it might not be done the next day. He would be too tired to do anything else.

He was so weak that he couldn't even tie a chicken. That's right.

So you can see Li Xuewu's thoughtfulness and gentleness.

——

"Leader, there's news from the factory."

Li Xuewu had just finished talking with Yao Huiying, the head of the management group of the steelmaking plant, when Peng Xiaoli came over.

"It's said that the higher-ups have decided to conduct a thorough investigation of last week's incident, and the relevant investigation team has been sent down."

He was worried that the news in his mouth was too surprising, so he spoke more and more quietly, "The relevant personnel have been isolated for investigation..."

"Well, I know——"

Li Xuewu was not surprised by the news, as he had expected it.

The matter has become so big and so passive, and the foreign affairs department may lose a lot of reputation and actual interests.

This matter is definitely not a matter of one or two people. Ji Yuxiu came to him to ask about it.

Obviously, many people heard the news in advance. Some blind or ulterior motives have ill intentions, and they will definitely suffer this time.

So, Zhao Xia’s death is not unjust.

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History: Please explain the impact of the Beijing Foreign Affairs incident on foreign affairs work and the impact on the foreign work of Red Star Factory.

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