My 1979

"You will not be alone today. You are definitely not alone. You are not fighting alone."

This was Li He's last self-comfort. Xiong Haizhou's death had little to do with him.

While I was smoking, I finally saw the red blood on my toes, which was so dazzling and uncomfortable.

He threw away the cigarette butt, took off his shoes, picked up the rag, and wiped it vigorously.

He Fang came in and said, "Leave it there. I'll wipe it for you when I have time."

"Anyway, if you have nothing to do, being idle is idle." Li He felt that he couldn't wipe it clean no matter what, so he worked harder and harder.

He Fang still smiled, but she gritted her teeth when she spoke, "I'm standing in front of you, and you actually said you have nothing to do?"

The relationship between husband and wife has entered a new era.

Li He suddenly had the urge to look up to the sky and laugh, and finally had the day to pray for him.

But this harmony did not last for a few days. He Fang got the news of Xiong Haizhou's suicide. She sighed non-stop throughout the day.

"A good person, why don't you push yourself to a dead end?"

"The shopping mall is a battlefield, and there is life and death. If one day I am like that, I might as well not live." Li He also wondered if he would have the courage to start over again if his fate was bad and he returned to before liberation.

In fact, he is a very flexible person, he can sink like a puddle of mud, or he can keep working hard.

"What nonsense." After all, he is his own man. He Fang quickly put aside Xiong Haizhou and comforted Li He and said, "Don't think too much about other things. We have never suffered anything. No matter how we live, we will be better than before."

"That's right." Li He smiled proudly.

When the three prototype cars stopped in front of Li He after running 20,000 kilometers, he almost didn't recognize them.

The fault light kept flashing, the tires were off track, the odometer stopped moving, the filter was blocked, the handbrake pads were almost worn out, and the cable was loose. When you turn the steering wheel, the tires may not necessarily follow.

All three cars, without exception, were terrible.

But what comforted him was that the engine sound was still very smooth, with no vibration or noise. Press the accelerator and it will burst out with powerful power.

He climbed down and looked at the chassis. There was no rust at all. The suspension parts were so strong and there was no sign of looseness. This was a gene from the Soviet Union.

Only then did I feel that the money spent on the Gorky Engine Factory was worth it.

In some aspects, it's not that there's not enough money or technology, but that there's not enough accumulation.

"Boss Li, this car is much better than other cars. Lao Yang said that if some data are adjusted, it won't be a big problem." Zhu Dachang continued to help Yang Yong.

"Send it back, I'll call him." Li He shook his head. Such a car still can't be put on the market, otherwise it will be a bad brand.

Just as he was considering whether to go to Xiaoshan, the call came in. Wu was shot in the United States and was being rescued.

Before he could react, Zhao Qing was already holding He Fang at the door of his home and crying bitterly.

Li He did not go to comfort Zhao Qing, but just said to Zhang Bing, "Let Jiang Jianbao apply for a visa, and ask him to call Ivanov at the same time to ensure Wu Bo's life safety."

This kind of threshold-related matter must be handled by Jiang Jianxin, who doesn't have many serious intellectuals at his disposal. As for Guo Fuxing, he hasn't used time to prove his honesty and reliability.

"Okay, I'll call now." Because of Dong Hao's dull and taciturn temperament, Zhang Bing finally fell to Zhang Bing as the wiring secretary. In addition to driving, he now helps Li He answer the phone and make calls.

He was almost certain that in the entire business world, countless people were constantly calling Li He's Big Brother, always trying to gain some connections or get a piece of the pie.

Therefore, every time he interrupted a signal, another signal immediately squeezed in, leaving him overwhelmed.

Not to mention that he didn't know these callers, even Li He had never heard of many of their names.

Once the call was connected, many people immediately thought he was Li He, and his tone was extremely warm and sincere. When they found out that he was just a part-time secretary, they did not lose their enthusiasm, and they still greeted each other politely.

He was so annoyed that he wanted to throw the phone and smash it to pieces, but he couldn't do that, so he still had to deal with it and tell them why the owner of the phone couldn't answer the phone. For example, Boss Li was in the toilet, for example, Boss Li was in a meeting, for example. When Boss Li is having a banquet, he always thinks of ways to help Li He cover up.

The mobile phone must be kept open 24 hours a day, and you cannot refuse to accept calls, because there may be calls from important people, which will delay things. The calls were endless, even at noon.

In order to cope with these calls, he wanted to give up eating, if he could really give up.

In the past, he heard people say that he was afraid of receiving phone calls because his ears would hurt if he listened to too many phone calls.

He thought it was an exaggeration at the time, but now he realized that it was true. Although his ears didn't hurt, they were numb. Several times, he was so annoyed that he really wanted to muster up the courage to tell Li He, "I can't do this job, so I'll just be your driver honestly."

However, reason told him that this was absolutely impossible. If he continued to act carelessly, he would be doomed to a life of no success and could only endure it slowly.

Moreover, Ding Shiping and Wan Liangyou had already warned him that if he was a little loose, they would dare to skin him, not only for Li He, but also for Zhang Bing's future.

No one from far away was mentioned, but Li Aijun and Lan Shifang were mentioned first. Just because they were favored by Li He, they were both very impressive.

Even Wang Yuan is floating in the sky now because he helped Li He a little.

These are still their comrades from the very beginning.

Zhang Bing is not a monk who has no desires and desires. He also wants to make progress. He has a wife and children to raise. He also fantasizes about taking his aunt and children over to live in the city when he settles down.

"Xiao Lizi, I'll go with you." Zhao Qing looked at Li He with tears in his eyes.

"You try to apply for a visa first." Li He looked at Zhao Qing in embarrassment. In her situation, it would take some time to go out now, and she was destined to be unable to go with him.

The visas for Li and his group were processed very quickly. After Jiang Jianjian went there, he only handed over the documents and didn't even wait in line. It was a special matter.

In this subtlety, Li He finally discovered his hidden status.

A heavy fog enveloped New York. The high-rise buildings in New York disappeared into the thick fog. The statue of the goddess was surrounded by the thick fog, quite like "flying in the clouds and riding the fog".

Ivanov was stared at by Li He who got off the plane for a long time and did not dare to speak.

"Thank you, Mr. Ivanov." Li He had reason to complain about Ivanov, but he couldn't. All of their Polar Printing business in the United States basically relied on the unswerving help of Ivanov and others, otherwise it was Unable to move an inch, "Thank you very much, thank you for your help."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Ivanov's English was barely fluent. While shaking hands with the direction, he looked at Li He from time to time.

"How are people?" This is the question Li He is most concerned about.

"Wake up." Ivanov just said something in English, but he didn't know how to express it. His face was flushed and he mixed it with a lot of Russian.

Bavla helped translate beside him, "The doctor said that Mr. Wu's injury is not serious. He has already completed the operation and is just waiting for him to wake up."

"That's good." After feeling anxious all the way, Li He finally felt at ease, and then Li He was in the mood to get in the car.

The fog was very heavy and many buildings were covered by the thick fog. Only the top and bottom of a skyscraper are visible, and the middle part is covered by thick fog. The entire building seems to be divided into two parts.

"Mr. Li, that's the World Trade Center." Bavla, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had been in New York for a short time, so she naturally introduced Li He.

Li He could not see anything in the thick fog.

The World Trade Center Building that Bafra pointed at also towered into a cloud of fog, making it difficult to see its true appearance.

The car drove very slowly in this kind of weather, and it took more than two hours to get to Mount Sinai Hospital where Wu Bo was staying.

At the door of the ward, there were more than a dozen big men, black, white, and brown, standing, sitting, or squatting side by side. When they saw Ivanov coming, they all stood up in unison.

The doctor stopped Li He and others who were about to enter the ward. Li He asked again about Wu Bo's injury. After confirming that it was not serious, he let out a long breath.

He looked into the ward through the glass and saw Wu Bo lying on the hospital bed sucking oxygen, with various medical tubes extending into his quilt.

He turned to Jiang Jiangan and said, "Call Zhang Bing and tell him that Wu Bo is fine."

There were Zhao Qing and He Fang over there who were anxiously waiting for news. Li He naturally wanted to reassure them first.

After smashing and smashing, he remembered what was wrong. He was so anxious along the way that he forgot to smoke.

Because the WHO calls on and requires all airlines around the world to ban smoking on civil aircraft, he really has no chance to smoke on the plane. However, usually, unless it is an old Soviet-style aircraft with a rear cabin, it can be separated Cigarettes, otherwise he wouldn't smoke on the plane.

He lit a cigarette and thought about buying a plane. Smoking on his own plane wouldn't bother anyone, right?