MMB Chapter 1213 There is a Lotus in the Lake
Chapter 1213 There is a Lotus in the Lake
Chapter 1213 There are ten lotus flowers in the lake
"Do you like playing tennis?"
Zhang Haiyang finally waited for Zhou Xiaobai, right at the tennis court of the club.
He came here with Li Yuanchao. As soon as he heard that Zhou Xiaobai had returned, he followed.
Why did you come to find Zhou Xiaobai?
Because he heard that Zhong Yuemin bought a motorcycle for Zhou Xiaobai.
This made him very angry. They were all in the veteran circle, and everyone knew who belonged to whom.
The two coins in Zhong Yuemin's pocket are different from his, so there's nothing to pretend about.
They have been busy for the past few months and have naturally earned some money, so buying a motorcycle is not difficult.
But that depends on how you look at it, after all, he has a large group of brothers under his control.
Out of the ten dollars you earn, six dollars have to be distributed, and you can only take four dollars for yourself.
And out of the four dollars, one or two dollars have to be spent on maintaining the occasion, such as barbecue and Lao Mo.
Who would want to hang out with you if you don’t have the status?
So, from September to now, more than three months have passed. I have been selling seafood for two months and electrical appliances for more than a month, but I am still not rich.
He knew very well that if Zhong Yuemin wanted to buy a motorcycle, he would definitely empty his family's savings.
We are all running the same business, and we all know who earns more and less. What does it mean to empty the family's assets?
So you want to play all-in with me, right?
You are so generous that it makes me, Zhang Haiyang, look stingy. Is it because I don’t spend money on Xiaobai?
Fortunately, Zhou Xiaobai looked down on him and did not take Zhong Yuemin's motorcycle.
Of course, he only found out about this later.
When he saw Zhou Xiaobai riding a motorcycle, his heart almost broke, and it was Li Yuanchao who explained it to him.
Therefore, he felt that the goddess was more pure.
Last time, he almost caused a misunderstanding regarding the theater performance tickets, but luckily he didn't act impulsively.
With guilt and love for the goddess in his heart, as well as expectations for that purity, he wants to move the goddess with his sincerity, and move Xiaobai with his true love.
(Actually, I just don’t want to go all in)
Nonsense, after working hard for three months, I finally saved up a few hundred dollars, and it would be so painful to spend it all in one go. Anyway, he doesn't do that.
And it turns out that this trick doesn't work on Zhou Xiaobai, because the goddess doesn't like material enjoyment.
Therefore, Zhong Yuemin's crushing defeat was exactly the time he deserved to perform well.
So…he comes, he comes, he comes bearing gifts.
"Ocean, why are you here?"
Zhou Xiaobai was taking a break. He had been swinging the racket with Luo Yun for more than half an hour and was covered in sweat.
The tennis court is outdoors, but there is a rest area on the side that is sheltered from the wind and sun.
I absolutely cannot stand wearing short sleeves, but in early December, I can definitely stand the weather with a warm outfit and sportswear. After all, I will feel warmer if I exercise.
With reference to foreign sportswear, Tailor Li redesigned it and added many Chinese elements.
In fact, the concept of Chinese style was not particularly emphasized at that time, but when designing and sewing clothes for all four seasons for Li Xuewu, he was emphasized and required by the other party, so he also had his own ideas.
This was particularly well received in the subsequent modifications and designs of executive suits and sportswear, in which the company tried its own creativity and ideas.
Li Xuewu told him that sportswear also involves science and technology, from the materials to the workmanship and tailoring of key parts, and then to the specific fitting size.
Tailor Li’s greatest expectation and meaning in life may be the sewing factory in a prison.
Here he became a teacher admired by everyone, experienced the joy of designing and making clothes, and also had access to foreign magazines and new things.
The suit Zhou Xiaobai is wearing now is definitely not inferior to imported goods in terms of style or workmanship.
The only gap may be materials, there is no way to change it because the industrial foundation is like this.
There are a few red pattern decorations on the white sportswear, plus the tightened cuffs...
Zhang Haiyang didn’t know what youth meant, nor did he know what sporty style meant. He just thought Xiaobai was fashionable.
"I heard from Yuan Chao that you are back."
He walked into the stadium with a smile and handed over the box in his hand.
"You're giving this to me?"
Zhou Xiaobai took the gift box blankly, looked at him in surprise, and asked, "What is this?"
"Open it and take a look," Zhang Haiyang stood there happily, his face full of anticipation.
Luo Yun glanced at him and curled his lips. No need to think, the stupid dog came to lick him again.
"Is this a racket? You and that guy made it!"
Zhou Xiaobai opened the box and looked at the exquisite tennis racket inside. He asked in surprise, "Isn't this what we sell in our mall? It's imported?"
"Xiaobai, you are this, you have a good eye!"
Zhang Haiyang gave a thumbs-up and praised: "You can tell at a glance that this is not a mainland product."
Curious Luo Yun also came over, looked at the foreign codes on the racket, and listened to Zhang Haiyang's flattery, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
That's a bit too much.
"Where is it? I don't have good eyesight."
Zhou Xiaobai picked up the racket and looked at it with great interest, and said, "I have been to all the shopping malls in Beijing and Tianjin, and I have never seen this before."
"Where did you get it?"
She stood up and tried it in her hand. She seemed to like it and asked with a smile, "Do you like playing tennis, too?"
"Hey, we're just fooling around—"
Zhang Haiyang was used to bragging. He said something nonsense and raised his hand to point at the tennis racket in Zhou Xiaobai's hand and said, "I'm not used to it."
"We were hanging out at the Friendship Store a few days ago, and we happened to see this thing, and it reminded me of you."
"Give it to me? No, no!"
When Zhou Xiaobai heard him say this, he quickly returned the racket in his hand to the other party.
"How can I take your things? This racket doesn't look cheap at first glance. It's too expensive."
"This is for you—"
Zhang Haiyang returned the racket and explained seriously, "I really want to thank you. After all, you have helped me so much."
"This...how is this so embarrassing?"
Zhou Xiaobai looked at the racket in his hand, his face showing his fondness, but he was being polite.
Seeing this, Zhang Haiyang waved his hands happily and said, "Why should you be embarrassed? It's not a precious thing. I want to give it to you sincerely."
"It's a precious thing!"
Luo Yun took the racket and looked at it, saying, "Okay, Zhang Haiyang, you can even go to the Friendship Store. The things there are not cheap."
“Besides, even if you have money, you can’t get in.”
She asked in an exaggerated tone: "Why, do you have a connection? Or a special relationship?"
"Never mind that—"
Zhang Haiyang was actually happy that someone pointed this out. It was really not easy for him to get this racket.
But the more this is the case, the more I have to act like I don't care, so that Zhou Xiaobai will be touched when he finds out.
When is the best time to discover?
Of course now!
As long as someone points out the difficulties faced by the Friendship Store, the value and status of his gift will be greatly improved. How can Zhou Xiaobai not be moved?
When I think of the goddess being moved to tears or smiling sweetly, the two of them will establish a romantic relationship, meet each other's parents, get married and have children...
He was a little impatient. Last time at the theater gate, he had already thought about where his two children and three children would go to school. Now he could do it as soon as possible.
"Oh, just keep it—"
Zhang Haiyang waved his hand generously and said, "I wasn't sure if you would need them at the time, but I heard Li Yuanchao casually say that you were playing tennis, otherwise I would have bought you another pair of tennis shoes."
"Stop spending money," Zhou Xiaobai said politely, "I'm embarrassed to bother you with just this pair of rackets."
"but……"
She hesitated and looked at the racket in Luo Yun's hand, her face full of embarrassment, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"What's the matter, Xiaobai?"
Zhang Haiyang would never let his goddess be embarrassed, so he took the initiative to say, "If you have something to say, just tell me."
He felt that it was worth coming here today, and now that he had given out the gifts, it was even more worthwhile.
The happiest thing was that Zhou Xiaobai really liked her and didn't mind the way he quietly changed his name.
Did you hear that? I called her Xiaobai!
"I'm sorry, where is the Friendship Store you mentioned?" Zhou Xiaobai explained vaguely: "I want to buy another pair for that..."
"It would be better if you could tell me how you got in, so I can go and buy it myself."
She smiled and said in a very polite tone: "And the sneakers you mentioned."
"Uh--buy another one?"
Zhang Haiyang was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Luo Yun beside him, but was given a big eye roll by the other party.
Yes, no matter how good Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun are, there is no need to buy her another pair of tennis rackets, right?
That depends on the pair you gave as a gift. Who are you going to give the next one to?
"Hey! I was wondering what was bothering you, but it's just this simple——"
Zhang Haiyang just wanted to know who she was buying it for, so he offered to help.
"It's okay. It's not easy for you to come back. I'll help you with this!"
He looked at Zhou Xiaobai and asked, "In addition to the rackets, you want one or two pairs of tennis shoes, right?"
"Two pairs, one pair of three-sixes, one pair of four-fours. That won't be too much trouble, right?"
Zhou Xiaobai asked tentatively, then walked to the side of the seat, took out his wallet and said, "Tell me how much it is. If I want to exchange it for foreign exchange coupons..."
"What are you doing? What are you doing, what are you doing!"
When Zhang Haiyang saw Zhou Xiaobai going to get the money, he felt as if he was insulted and became furious.
He stared at Zhou Xiaobai and asked, "You don't consider me your friend anymore, do you? You look down on me, don't you?"
Tennis shoes, a pair of size 36, must be bought by Zhou Xiaobai for himself, what about the pair of size 44?
No need to think about it, it must be bought for a man.
Think about the misunderstanding a few days ago. I thought Zhou Xiaobai was dating someone else, but it turned out that he was just being filial to his mother.
Think about it again, there is no man around Zhou Xiaobai, so who did he buy these shoes for?
Stupid, why do you need to guess? It must be bought for Zhou Xiaobai's dad! That is, his future father-in-law!
Just now when Zhou Xiaobai said he wanted to buy another pair of rackets, he thought of it. It must be to show filial piety to his father.
That's right, he couldn't wait to call daddy. Oh, it was only a matter of time.
Didn’t you see that she didn’t object to me defining my friendship with Zhou Xiaobai? This is progress!
Learn from this, singles!
"No, Ocean, you misunderstood."
Zhou Xiaobai handed over five big unity notes and took the initiative to explain: "I know you are capable, but that is also a favor from you. I am very grateful to you for giving me a gift. How can I ask you to pay for it..."
"You're scolding me, aren't you, Xiaobai?"
Zhang Haiyang raised his hand and didn't take the money at all. He said seriously: "If I buy something for you and take your money again, what kind of person would I be?"
"No, no, put it away quickly!"
He waved his hand very casually, and said as he walked out to avoid Zhou Xiaobai: "Don't worry about it, leave it to me, I'll get it back in a few days."
"Ocean! Come back! This money——"
Zhou Xiaobai chased him for more than ten steps, but Zhang Haiyang refused to accept her and ran away. He did not come back even when she called him.
"Why is this happening——" She said angrily and helplessly: "It's not easy to make some money."
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Standing in the rest area, Luo Yun waved the racket to find the feel of his hand. His expression was distorted with envy and jealousy, and the corners of his mouth turned up to his ears.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a great racket!"
When she saw Zhou Xiaobai coming back, she said, "I guess at least twenty sets, maybe that's too few."
"But seeing how devoted he is to you, he is really willing to spend a lot of money!"
"What nonsense are you talking about," Zhou Xiaobai rolled his eyes and said, "Our friendship is pure."
"Didn't you hear what he just said? He was thanking me for introducing him to business and ways to make money."
"Well, I really believe it—"
Luo Yun hit a ball with his new racket and said, "Why haven't I ever encountered such a good thing? Am I not pretty?"
"Cowardly..." Zhou Xiaobai pursed his lips and said, "You are good at making up stories. You make it seem like you have ulterior motives when you say that."
“Oh, I arrange people?”
Luo Yun pointed at her with his racket and said, "If Zhang Haiyang doesn't have feelings for you, do you believe I can eat this racket?"
"Why are you eating the racket for no reason?"
Zhou Xiaobai avoided her calling, grabbed the racket and tried it out. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
She knew the Friendship Store; her mother had taken her there before, but only once.
Her family had no shortage of food, clothing and other daily necessities, and she had never spent a large amount of money before she followed Li Xuewu.
Don't get me wrong, in Zhou Xiaobai's heart, she had already followed Li Xuewu, and they had been sleeping in the same bed.
Even if that wasn't the case, it was just that Li Xuewu took care of her because she was young and cared about her reputation.
Otherwise, why would Li Xuewu spend money on her?
So much money was used to support her and enable her to enjoy life. In just one year, she spent the money of the previous eighteen years.
She has been to all the shopping malls, big and small, in Beijing and tried out all the fashionable things.
At Teacher Wu’s home in Tianjin, her room is filled with all kinds of new things, countless of which she has given away.
The only exception was the Friendship Store, as her mother was worried that she would develop vanity, so she didn't allow her to use her family ID.
But she had no channels to get a pass, and a pass was required to go to the Friendship Store.
So after Zhang Haiyang said that, she was really interested and wanted to go to the Friendship Store to see what was going on.
She was young before and it was difficult for her to ask her mother for things. Now that she is capable, she naturally wants to satisfy her vanity.
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"My job is not complicated, but it's a bit too easy to say."
Li Xuewu gave Yang Jun a cigarette, and Peng Xiaoli, who came over with tea, lit it for him.
"Well, you don't smoke, right?"
Yang Jun let Peng Xiaoli light the cigarette, then he noticed that Li Xuewu opposite him didn't smoke.
He took a puff and lit up, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you never smoke, or...?"
"I used to smoke, but then I quit."
Li Xuewu's expression was warm, but he was not falsely polite, nor did he show a perfunctory smile.
What it is usually like is what it is now.
He took a sip from the teacup and explained under the other party's curious gaze: "At first, I was shocked and moved when I saw Director Li successfully quit smoking."
"I had just gotten married at that time, and my wife advised me to quit smoking after hearing me mention this."
"To have a child, right?"
Yang Jun seemed to know this, nodded with some understanding, and said: "Then you and Director Li are both quite extraordinary, at least you have strong willpower."
What do you mean?
Hearing him say this, Li Xuewu's eyebrows twitched, but he did not show any surprise or confusion.
"It was very hard at first, but I was young after all, so I forgot about it when I was busy with work."
Li Xuewu smiled slightly and said, "Plus, with the leadership as a role model and the supervision of my family..."
He only said half of his words and then spread his hands, there was no need to say the rest.
"It's so hard, I just can't quit."
Yang Jun sighed, looked at the Daqianmen in his hand and said, "It's been so many years, and I've tried to quit smoking five or six times, but I haven't succeeded once."
"I know it's not good to smoke this thing," he shook his head helplessly, and said, "But I'm different from you. The busier I am at work, the more I want to smoke it, really!"
"Director Li quit smoking for health reasons."
Li Xuewu took a look at him and introduced: "He took some small pills to stop smoking. They are in his drawer."
"It doesn't work, I tried."
Yang Jun took a puff of his cigarette, looked at him and chuckled, "You still have to rely on willpower. It would be best if you were thrown into prison and he would quit smoking in half a year."
"If you are sincere, I can help you." Li Xuewu joked, "I have an acquaintance in the artillery bureau. I can open a private room for you."
"Hahaha--"
I don't know what happened today, but my right eyelid started twitching when I woke up in the morning.
When I arrived at the classroom, before I could even sit down, the leader of the working group, Yang Jun, came in.
This old guy has been leading his team to the Red Star Factory for more than half a month. The two deputy team leaders are busy as hell, but he is just running around here and there all day long.
Of course, if you say that the working group is conducting open and secret investigations, Li Xuewu understands and supports it.
Why are you just hanging around here?
There's no intention of asking questions at all, but he's really good at chatting.
I don’t know if it’s because I left too deep an impression on the other party at the last office meeting.
Or is it that Yang Jun is more interested in his work, the projects he is responsible for, and related businesses, in order to observe himself closely?
There's no need for that. There are more than a dozen people in the working group, and more than a dozen people have been drawn from the office. They have been conducting research and checking work records these days.
Li Xuewu's impression of Yang Jun was neither good nor bad. The remarks passed down from above were not worth referring to and were pure nonsense.
So, what did he come for?
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"Excuse me, boss. Excuse me..." Peng Xiaoli knocked on the door and explained when the two looked over, "Director Xia is here."
"Oh, Team Leader Yang is here——"
Xia Zhongquan walked into the room, nodded to Li Xuewu, and greeted Yang Jun with a smile.
Yang Jun took the initiative to stand up and shook hands with him, and the two introduced themselves to each other with a smile.
Xia Zhongquan came with Wang Zhi, director of the Vehicle Engineering Research Institute, and Wei Congguang, chief of the Logistics Planning Section.
It was obvious that they wanted to discuss business, but Yang Jun was tactless and sat back down, showing no intention of leaving.
Of course, he was a member of the working group, and Li Xuewu had no reason to avoid him, and the same went for Xia Zhongquan.
Old Xia just glanced at him and began to report the purpose of his trip.
"The Hongyun project has been calibrated and put into production, and it is expected to achieve trial operation and mass production next month."
After saying a lot of things, Li Xuewu sat behind his desk and looked at the documents submitted by Wang Zhi.
"There are no problems with the supply chain, right? Are there any problems with the bus factory?"
He raised his head and glanced at a few people, his attitude was obviously much more serious than when he was chatting just now.
"For mass production in January, we must pay attention to the Spring Festival holiday and the supply of raw materials and parts. We must make emergency plans and preparations."
……
Yang Jun seemed like an outsider, smoking with his eyes slightly squinted and looking at everyone in the room.
Among the three people who came, only Chief Engineer Xia Zhongquan sat on the chair next to him, while Wang Zhi and Wei Congguang both stood around Li Xuewu's desk.
When talking about the bus production business, Xia Zhongquan was responsible for the general idea and Wang Zhi was responsible for the details, and the two worked together to answer various questions raised by Li Xuewu.
It can be seen that Li Xuewu is very familiar with this business. He can even pick out the changes in the project plan and make special inquiries.
Based on the visits and investigations over the past few days, Yang Jun was not surprised at Li Xuewu's ability level.
But at this moment, I am surprised at his prestige and status among the middle and grassroots cadres.
Just by looking at the positions and postures of Wang Zhi and Wei Congguang, one can tell that they are a little afraid of Li Xuewu.
It's quite interesting——
"Does the sales department know about this plan?"
After Li Xuewu finished reading the materials and asking questions about production and technology, he looked up at the two and said, "We need to cooperate."
"Yes, we are just waiting for the plan to be finalized before connecting with the sales department."
Xia Zhongquan took a puff of his cigarette, nodded and said, "Don't worry, this matter will be fine."
"It's not a matter of whether it's okay or not. You have to make time for sales work!"
Li Xuewu frowned slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot water, and said, "I don't need to tell you how Antelope Auto operated when it went public, right?"
"You need to give the sales department time to plan and familiarize themselves with the performance and selling points of this car."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "If we can't sell them, it's completely meaningless for you to talk to me about trial production with three or two shifts."
"The fundamental meaning of trial production is to use a portion of production capacity to test the market's reaction, right?"
"Yes, I understand what you mean."
Xia Zhongquan nodded and said seriously: "We will communicate with the sales department next. If we work overtime, we will definitely be able to come up with a sales plan."
"As soon as possible, okay?"
Li Xuewu glanced at him. Although he was not satisfied with this arrangement, he decided to stop.
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After talking about the production of Hongyun Bus, he turned and looked at Wei Congguang who had been silent.
"What's the matter with you?"
“It’s still about the centralized car procurement.”
Wei Congguang was nervous when he saw that Xia Zhongquan and Wang Zhi were both scolded.
Seeing Li Xuewu looking over, he quickly reported in concise language: "Logistics requires 20 school buses and three ambulances."
"It's the end of the year..." Li Xuewu curled his lips and said unhappily, "You think there is still a lot of money left in the financial calculations, right?"
"No, I know the factory's budget has run out of money a long time ago."
Wei Congguang didn't expect Li Xuewu to speak so harshly. He even dared to say such unspoken words in front of the leader of the working group.
Li Xuewu ignored his glances and looked at the application report in his hand and asked, "Do you want a Hongguang? It's a bit small, right? A school bus or an ambulance?"
"You know that Hongguang is a 7-seater car, right?"
He raised his head, looked at Wei Congguang suspiciously, and said, "Do you know how long it is?"
"We wanted to use it as an ambulance," Wei Congguang explained with a bitter face, "We have no other choice. We have already reported it to the factory hospital several times."
"The original ambulance was converted from a truck. Not only did the medical conditions not meet the standards, but the security was also..."
He didn't finish his words, but Li Xuewu already understood what he wanted to say, the car always breaks down.
This is a common occurrence. Trucks back then were completely different from those of later times.
Why are all drivers experts in car repair? It’s because they are forced to do so.
If the production technology is not up to standard, the parts are severely worn, the materials are unqualified, etc., then if it breaks, it has to be repaired.
If the transport truck broke down, that would be fine, but if the ambulance broke down on the way...
"Hongyun is not good, it's too small," Li Xuewu looked at him and shook his head, saying, "It's a lightweight passenger vehicle and can't meet special requirements."
"Then use Hongtu?" Wei Congguang frowned and said, "But... isn't it a bit big?"
"Of course, you know it's too big."
Li Xuewu curled his lips, looked at Xia Zhongquan and asked, "Before Hongtu's bid was finalized, didn't our factory produce a set of nine vehicles?"
"Yeah, I was just thinking about this car."
Xia Zhongquan nodded and took over the conversation to explain: "However, the factory has given up the design of this car, and Beijing Automobile Factory is interested in discussing cooperation."
“They want to get a coach too?”
Li Xuewu nodded in understanding, guessing that it might be an indicator given by his superiors.
He didn't care about selling the Red Star Factory's designs to the Beijing Automobile Factory, as long as he didn't lose money.
"The demand here at the factory hospital is not that great, three, right?" He looked at Wei Congguang who was hesitant and smiled, and said, "If three are not enough, then you should say something. Are you still pretending to be here?"
"I'm also a little embarrassed—"
Wei Congguang saw his leader laughing, so he laughed too, explaining, "Finance is tight after all."
"No matter how nervous we are, we can't miss an ambulance!"
Li Xuewu glanced at him with amusement and anger, raised his finger and pointed at Xia Zhongquan and said, "Look at the modification factory. If it's convenient, modify the nine-seater prototype into an ambulance."
"It's not difficult to modify it. Is that three? Or..."
Xia Zhongquan looked at Li Xuewu, then glanced at Wei Congguang, hoping to get an accurate number.
"Then let's get ten cars first," Li Xuewu said, "Ten cars should be enough."
"That's enough, that's enough—"
Wei Congguang wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and nodded, saying: "Ten cars are really a great help, just in time to replace those old cars."
"The ambulance issue is resolved, let's talk about the school bus," Li Xuewu flipped open the application report and raised his eyebrows, "What car did you not write down that you want to apply for?"
"I'm not sure either. Our factory has never had a school bus before."
Wei Congguang explained with a bitter face: "Now there are two choices, one is the 12-seater Hongtu, and the other is the 45-seater Honhai."
"The Hongtu is not suitable. Even if it is changed into a child seat, it can't accommodate many people."
Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and rejected the idea of choosing Hongtu.
The school buses provided to the Red Star United School are not for students of all grades, but only for the children in the Red Star Education Class and the babies in the nursery.
Students in primary school and above need to be sent to school by their parents, or the school can organize groups to go to and from school, and the students can form their own groups and take the bus.
Hongxing Factory currently has more than 90,000 employees, with more than 50,000 employees in Beijing. The number of dual-income families and newborns will reach a new high this year.
It was also from this year that the basic education of Red Star Factory began to improve, teaching resources reached the optimal level, and relevant standards also needed to be met.
There are more than 40 classes in the Yuhong class. If we really want to use Hongtu to transport them, how many cars will we have to purchase?
Even if the car factory belongs to Red Star Factory, the cost is unbearable.
The key is the later manpower management and fuel consumption, which is also a big expense.
Li Xuewu cannot make a decision on a whim; he must fully consider the follow-up work.
"A car for about a thousand children..." He thought for a moment and said to Xia Zhongquan, "It seems that Hon Hai's passenger transport standards are not enough."
"If it is to be replaced with a child seat," Xia Zhongquan replied, "45 cars should be enough. The Hon Hai standard seats people."
"Well, I'm not talking about the ride standards."
Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and emphasized: "I am talking about the insufficient safety standards for vehicle operation."
"After all, the standards for adults and children are different, and their behavioral abilities are also different, which must be fully taken into account."
He emphasized several details and asked Wang Zhi about the difficulty of the technical transformation.
Wang Zhi scratched his head as he looked at the design requirements marked on the draft paper by his leader. After careful consideration, he said, "The modification is no problem."
"Then let's change it this way," Li Xuewu put down the pencil in his hand and made the decision: "The safety protection standard will be based on that of light armored vehicles."
He pointed at the bewildered Wei Congguang and said, "When you accept the product, follow this standard. Anything less will not do. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, I heard it!"
"is this necessary?"
After hearing that they had finished their conversation, Yang Jun looked at Li Xuewu in surprise while holding his teacup and asked, "I mean, the design and renovation standards for school buses are set so high."
He suspected that Li Xuewu was deliberately putting on a show in front of him, or was accustomed to emphasizing unknown dangers.
Xia Zhongquan glanced at him and didn't say anything. Instead, he lowered his head and smoked a cigarette.
Few people question Li Xuewu's arrangements.
It existed before, but it is extremely rare now.
Wang Zhi and Wei Congguang didn't quite understand either, but they had already gotten used to Li Xuewu's style of doing things.
Hearing Yang Jun's question, they all looked at Li Xuewu, wanting to hear their leader's explanation.
"School bus safety is benchmarked against light armored vehicles. Is that a high standard? I think it's normal."
Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "I don't know which school bus has the future director, chief engineer, or chief designer of the Red Star Factory. The future of every child is precious to us and worth protecting."
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"Is there any need to ask this?"
Li Xuewu led a team to the Ship Design Institute for investigation and took the initiative to inspect the research on light patrol boats.
The research institute reported that the light police patrol boat has been finalized and can be put into production if it passes the acceptance inspection.
"Go up and take a look! Two engines?"
He boarded the prototype ship, carefully observed the two engines at the stern, and asked, "Domestic?"
"It's made in China. The supply chain system was purchased from Shanghai. It should be the most advanced in the country."
The head of the research institute squatted down and personally introduced the relevant parameters of the engine to Li Xuewu.
Li Xuewu lay on the stern and listened very carefully. Even when the person in charge talked about the fluid environment under the ship, he lay on the ground and moved his body under the ship to observe carefully.
Seeing how serious he was, the person in charge did not dare to be vague and explained it very seriously.
In particular, the questions asked by Li Xuewu were particularly tricky, and they were all extreme situations that could be imagined.
It is obvious that Li Xuewu did not come to the research just to listen to the fun.
What kind of leader is the most terrifying?
This is the kind of leader who likes to do his homework and understand and study all business.
Because you can't fool him at all. Data can deceive people, but practical applications cannot.
If he finds a loophole, you'll be dead. He can ask experts to investigate you to death.
What kind of leader is the cutest?
Director Li of the Management Committee is the cutest. He knows nothing about business work and just does whatever you say.
"You also know about ship design?"
When Yang Jun saw that Li Xuewu had finished looking under the boat, he took the initiative to reach out and pull him up.
Li Xuewu thanked him, patted the dust behind him and said, "I only know a little bit."
Looking at the helpless expression of the head of the Ship Engineering Research Institute, Yang Jun didn't believe it.
He also heard the question and answer session just now, one was about design and the other was about application. The person in charge was sweating. It was obvious that Li Xuewu was a very knowledgeable guy.
"These ships are the first orders in this field that our factory has received, and we must treat them with caution."
Li Xuewu squatted beside the speedboat and looked at it again, explaining, "Tianjin Maritime needs to upgrade its light patrol boats."
He turned his head and glanced at Yang Jun, and continued, "I used my connections to get this order, and I have to satisfy Maritime before I can place a big order."
"You really work hard—"
Yang Jun nodded, not caring about the personal relationship in his words.
Li Xuewu came out for research today, and as expected, he was pestered by him again.
Like a follower, he can't be chased away.
"There's nothing we can do. There are so many people in the factory waiting to start work, and so many family members waiting to eat."
Li Xuewu patted the dust off his hands, stood up and said to the person in charge: "This machine may not work. I will help you contact the Japanese company to see if we can get better technology and have the engine factory produce it."
Law enforcement ships must be fast and stable and cannot have accidents, so the engines must be durable.
He made up his mind and told Lao Biaozi that the big plane he bought from the shipyard must be equipped with six engines, otherwise it would definitely be caught up.
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"I didn't expect you would play this."
Li Xuewu also has long arms, and he swung the racket like a sledgehammer. The speed of the tennis ball did not decrease at all after it bounced off the ground, and it went towards Yang Jun.
Yang Jun is not a fool. He is very agile and flexible. Fortunately, he can play with Li Xuewu.
"nice shot--"
Zhou Xiaobai and a few good sisters stood on the sidelines cheering loudly, as if they knew a lot about basketball.
Yang Jun was already panting, but he was still persisting and did not ask Li Xuewu to take a break.
Li Xuewu was really mean. In order to avenge this grandson who had followed him for a week, he didn't even call for a stop today. He seemed determined to tire the boy out.
Anyone who knows his physical strength knows that if he starts to do something bad, even two of them can't stand it.
The most damaging thing is not this, but the girls brought by Zhou Xiaobai.
There are only two grown men on the court, but there are four or five young girls. Do you think Yang Jun would be willing to say no?
Even if he was exhausted to death on the court today, he couldn't say no, he had to play this ball.
Don’t ask where Zhou Xiaobai’s good sisters come from. Since she followed Li Xuewu, she has as many good sisters as she wants.
If they didn't care about Li Xuewu's feelings, all his good brothers would have brought a large cart.
Participating in such activities is exactly the top goal pursued by the young girls in the compound.
The examples of Ou Xin and others are there. As long as you follow the right good brother, you will have a bright future.
"It's not a crime of war—"
It was really no use. At the beginning, he only slipped one or two out of ten balls. In the end, he was lucky to catch one or two. Yang Jun had to admit defeat.
He shook the sweat off his hair, took the towel handed to him by the girl and covered his face with it, breathing heavily. He was really exhausted after the game.
"My equipment is not good enough!"
"You're quite good at finding excuses!"
It's Sunday, and Li Xuewu won't tolerate him. He doesn't recognize him as the leader of the working group.
"Look, there are ten lotus flowers in the lake. If you like them, I suggest you pick nine of them."
"Grass--"
Yang Jun was not an idiot. He looked back at the lotus flowers on Tuanjie Lake and almost got so angry that he cursed.
He could hear that Li Xuewu was telling him to practice more if he was not good enough and not to make excuses to talk nonsense.
"Do you play this often?"
After taking a look at Li Xuewu's racket and sneakers, he couldn't help but feel envy in his eyes.
The foreign markings on the rackets, the new style of sneakers and the unrecognizable logos clearly show that they are not cheap items, and they don’t look like they were bought in a shopping mall.
That’s right, it was Zhang Haiyang who went to great lengths to buy it from the Friendship Store.
He never expected that the sneakers he gave to his father-in-law would end up on Li Xuewu's feet.
Moreover, the little white shoes that Zhang Haiyang and others thought they were most reluctant to damage were being pedaled hard here.
Zhou Xiaobai forced the money on him, but he wouldn't take it. It would be a waste of effort if he took it.
Besides, these two pairs of rackets and sneakers cost him more than a hundred dollars.
In his opinion, Zhou Xiaobai would lose money if he took the fifty yuan he thought he had given too much.
Not only did you lose face, but you also lost money.
As the saying goes, what you cherish but cannot obtain is right at someone else's feet.