My 1979

First there was a noise behind me, then after more than ten meters, there were screams again, and after turning a corner, I heard the sound of crying again.

"Dad, why is that uncle crying?" Li Lan wanted to turn around, but was turned back by Li He.

For the past month, the stall owner had been smiling and friendly to him every day, and he liked him very much.

"It's good to cry. Human tears are poisonous. Crying can release toxins, which is good for your health." Li He said casually.

Li Lan said, "Then my mother said that men can't cry or imitate their father."

"It's okay to cry once or twice occasionally."

Li He's face turned dark.

After taking the children back to the car, Dong Hao and Zhang Bing came back within a few minutes.

Dong Hao said while driving, "I beat him up. He came out to cheat on purpose. Except for our ten thousand yuan, no five hundred yuan was found on the four of us."

"That's almost it." Li He didn't care about money. "You guys will continue to come here tomorrow and beat me up every time you see me."

As a result, his son was delayed here for a month and worked hard every day.

"Yes." Dong Hao agreed simply. This was not beyond his expectation, because this style was very Li Laoer!

Violence must be repaid!

Seeing that the expressions of the two men were different from before, He Fang smiled and asked, "You found the money, are you so happy?"

"I am short of money? Can you tell me something new?" For him, Li Laoer, lying down and counting money is too tiring, let alone having to bend down to pick up money!

"Good son, tell mom, why are you so happy?" He Fang was too lazy to pay attention to the bulging Li Laoer.

"I won." Li Lan's face turned red with excitement.

"Awesome." He Fang was also surprised. The two men had been running back and forth in Ditan Park for more than a month.

Li Lan said, "I want to tell the master."

"Okay, you can tell him in person on your day off." He Fang didn't like Liang Henian very much either.

"Call." Li Lan couldn't wait.

"Okay." He Fang could only help dial Liang Henian's phone number, and as soon as he dialed the number, it was handed over to his son.

Then, like Li He, he watched his son chattering non-stop.

"Why didn't you talk to us much?" Li He felt very jealous.

Li Lan didn't have a few words with him all day long.

"That's because we don't have a common language with you." He Fang didn't react much, "He started chatting with A Niang, but he can speak well."

At home, Li Lan was closest to the old lady.

When he fell into a trance at night, Li He's bedside phone suddenly rang.

"Who!"

He is angry.

There is no peace in the middle of the night.

"It's done." The person on the phone spoke calmly.

"Got it." Li He recognized Jiang Jianjian's voice.

After hanging up the phone, he was so happy that he couldn't sleep. The depression just now disappeared.

He went to the rooftop and lit a cigar. After smoking it, he didn't go back to the house. He just took a blanket and lay on the chair all night.

When Liu Bao came, he had just finished breakfast and was about to send his children to school.

"I'm here to express my gratitude." Liu Baoyong got straight to the point, took the tea brought by He Fang, and said with a smile, "Xiao He, you are busy with your business, don't worry about mine, I am a regular customer."

"You two chat while I go to see the child off." He Fang took Li Lan out.

"My sister-in-law is so considerate." Liu Baoyong praised.

"Take a seat." Li He first made tea for Liu Baoyong, then handed a cup to Qi Gongxun, and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for your Peking Opera tickets for so many years."

"Haha, I'm too busy, I'm sorry." Qi Gongxun stood up and took the tea.

A few people chatted casually for a while, and Li He took the initiative and said, "Have you heard any news about BBD recently?"

"This really doesn't happen." Liu Baoyong and Qi Gongxun both shook their heads.

Li He said, "Although the Paris Coordinating Committee is gone, there is still a meeting of senior officials in Wassenaar, the Netherlands. I heard from the news that the United States is preparing to convene a meeting of more than 40 countries in Austria to negotiate and implement new control lists and information exchange rules."

Also known as the Wassenaar Arrangement, its full name is an international organization established in 1996 by the world's major industrial equipment and weapons manufacturing countries after the dissolution of the Paris Coordination Committee to control trade in conventional weapons and high-tech.

Like "Batumi", "WAX" also contains two control lists: one is a list of dual-use goods and technologies, covering advanced materials, material processing, electronic devices, computers, telecommunications and information security, sensing and 9 categories including lasers, navigation and avionics instruments, ships and maritime equipment, and propulsion systems;

The other is a list of military products, covering a total of 22 categories of weapons, ammunition, equipment and combat platforms.

China is also among the embargoed countries.

"I've heard a little bit about this." Liu Baoyong frowned, "What do you mean?"

Li He said, "Send the ship back quickly, otherwise we are not sure whether it can leave the Black Sea."

Liu Baoyong nodded, "Thank you for reminding me. The main reason I came here this time is to say hello to you. It's about funds."

"No need." Li He waved his hand, "This is my contribution."

"Haha, it's useless for you to say this. There are regulations, and you will definitely not suffer in terms of money. However, the payment will be in the name of purchase money. There will be a bidding meeting. You can just send people to bid normally. "Liu Baoyong laughed.

"Then I'll listen to you." Li He agreed.

"I heard that you have launched another submarine optical cable project?" Liu Baoyong asked suddenly.

Li He nodded, "Yes."

"That's why I admire you so much sometimes. You think deeply about everything you do, and you make a big move every time." Liu Baoyong said with emotion.

"Thank you for the compliment." Li He didn't know how to answer, so he just said casually, "Here at noon, let's have a drink."

"No." Liu Baoyong stood up and said, "We can't drink your wine casually anymore."

"Goodbye then." Li He didn't hold back anymore.

The warm sun made people feel weak all over. When he reached the downstairs of the company, he was not in a hurry to go in.

Lighting a cigarette, he rolled up his trouser legs and sat on the steps nearby.

"Brother, lend me a fire." A middle-aged man held a cigarette in one hand and a bag in the other.

"Yes." Li He gave him the lighter and secretly shook his head at Dong Hao.

"Thank you. Oops, the day is getting hotter and hotter." The man lit a cigarette and gave the lighter to Li He. He also sat next to him and asked, "Are you looking for a job too?"

"Yes." Li He didn't say much.

"Hey, the threshold is high, it's not easy to get in." The man sighed.

"Yes." Li He closed his eyes slightly, unwilling to say more.

"What do you do?" the man continued to ask.

"Me?" Li He spread his hands, "I fool around and do everything."

"Doing everything?" The man laughed, "Just a handbag company?"

"That's right." Li He didn't explain.

"Hey, let me tell you, brother, don't waste your time here. Big companies are picky." The man gave kind advice, "Like me, I have been waiting here for a month, let alone meeting Mr. Liu. , even the front desk stopped me."

"What do you do? This seems to be just the headquarters of the Renewable Resources Group. It doesn't have any specific business. What kind of cooperation can we talk about?" Li He was curious, not to mention that he didn't even know who Mr. Liu was.

The man said, "But the office of the recycled aluminum factory under the Renewable Resources Group is here."

Li He asked, "Are you here to discuss scrap business?"

The man nodded, "No, I'm here to sell equipment. There is a bidding fair at the recycled aluminum plant, and I'm here to find out the news."

Li He asked, "Where did you come from?"

"Marina."

Li He asked, "Oh, it's not far. If you don't prepare the bid document and then wait for the bidding meeting to start, why are you blocking the door?"

The man smiled and said, "Brother, have you ever done business?"

"What do you mean?" Li He didn't think he had said anything wrong.

The man twirled his fingers and sighed, "These days, the King of Hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with. If you don't stuff money and don't try to build relationships, you will be considered a ghost if you win the bid."

This was the second time Li He heard this.