MMB Chapter 1471 Going to East Germany?
Chapter 1471 Going to East Germany?
Chapter 1471 Going to East Germany?
"Push the joystick forward, and the helicopter can fly forward."
"Pull the joystick back, and the helicopter can fly backward."
"Push to the left, and the helicopter will fly parallel to the left."
"Push to the right, and the helicopter will fly parallel to the right."
"If you step on the left pedal, the nose of the aircraft will turn to the left; if you step on the right pedal, the nose of the aircraft will turn to the right."
The helicopter pilot, wearing a navy blue leather jacket, patiently introduced himself to Li Xuewu.
He reached out and pulled a lever next to his seat that resembled a car's handbrake, explaining, "Pull the collective pitch up, and the plane takes off; lower it, and the plane lands."
"It's very simple. If you can drive a car, you can definitely learn to fly a helicopter."
The driver was really trying his best to explain to Li Xuewu, as if encouraging him to learn it in one go.
"It's actually quite simple. The main thing is to overcome the fear of driving and these complicated instruments."
Sitting in the co-pilot's seat of the KH-4 helicopter, Li Xuewu pointed to the instruments above and in front of him and said, "Isn't it troublesome to recognize these instruments and switches?"
"It's very simple. Don't think that having a lot of instruments is difficult. Many instruments and switches are only for the preparation stage. You basically don't need to look at them while driving."
The pilot pointed to the instruments and switches and gave Li Xuewu a brief introduction to the takeoff preparation procedures.
"This is the altimeter, this is the pressure gauge, and here are the fire extinguisher, fuse switch, and overhead switch..."
Li Xuewu followed his instructions with great attention, and after listening, he asked about the main functions of each instrument and switch.
As the pilot said, many of these devices are things that need to be determined during the pre-flight preparation phase.
Such as instrument test buttons, over-limit checks, total fuel level, front fuel tank level, level indicator, etc.
Zhao Fulai, the deputy director of Gangfei, stood under the plane with a smile, watching the conversation inside.
The secretary-general came to the factory for research, but the factory director, Kong Xiaobo, had gone to Fengcheng. The chief engineer and chief designer were also not there. This was the first time he had hosted a reception for the group's leaders.
In his view, it was a good thing that the secretary-general was interested in helicopters; the more attention the leaders paid to them, the more resources Steelfly could obtain.
As the main person in charge of the group's industrial enterprises in Liaodong, Li Xuewu basically determined the allocation rights of these enterprises' resources.
It was by chance that the Secretary-General came to the site and saw that there were pilots training. He then jokingly invited the Secretary-General to go up and experience it.
Honestly, Zhao Fulai never thought the secretary-general could learn anything. He was a high-ranking leader; how could he possibly learn this and become a pilot?
The group has explicit regulations that leaders at the deputy division level and above are not allowed to drive official cars. If leaders are not even allowed to touch cars, how could they possibly drive helicopters?
"Can you fly the plane?"
To everyone's surprise, just as he was grinning broadly, the secretary-general suddenly said something like that to the driver.
The driver looked at the secretary-general in surprise, then hesitated before looking at him again.
"Um...the boss is asking you a question."
Zhao Fulai didn't believe the secretary-general would dare to ride in a helicopter. While a business jet might be possible, helicopters were far too dangerous; even he wouldn't dare to ride one.
"Of course I can, I fly every day."
The driver was young, and when he heard the instructions from his supervisor, he nodded seriously.
Li Xuewu raised his chin, indicating, "Then take me for a spin, and I'll see how you fly."
"Huh? This—this—"
The driver was dumbfounded. His boss was completely unpredictable. Shouldn't he be praising him now?
Zhao Fulai was also stunned. He was about to step forward to persuade the secretary-general who had put on the headset, but unexpectedly the secretary-general closed the cabin door behind him.
"Secretary-General! Secretary-General—"
Despite his shouts from outside, Li Xuewu inside the cabin remained unmoved and even signaled to the pilot to start the car immediately.
The pilot was embarrassed. He didn't know who to listen to. Standing below was the deputy director of Gangfei, but sitting on the plane was the group's secretary-general.
"What? Were you just bragging?"
Li Xuewu glanced at him indifferently and said, "If you don't know, you have to say it. I can't risk my life to test your lies."
"Please fasten your seatbelt first."
That's why young people are so easily provoked; he became serious after just one sentence.
Unable to persuade the secretary-general from this side, Zhao Fulai hurriedly turned around to try and pull the pilot down, but unexpectedly, the pilot also closed the cabin door.
"Wang Xiaonan, what are you doing!"
He was really worried. The secretary-general was unaware of the danger, but how could a pilot like him not know the implications?
If the secretary-general were to be injured, he would be very fortunate, as he could retire twenty years early.
The driver got carried away and, pretending that he couldn't hear the shouts from below because he was wearing headphones, turned on the electronic control switch and started the propeller.
Well, Zhao Fulai loudly tried to persuade the two people in the cabin, while his entourage tried to persuade Zhao Fulai as well, making the scene quite lively.
The driver named Wang Xiaonan wasn't stupid; he even turned to Li Xuewu and asked if they wanted to continue.
"What are you afraid of? If you dare to drive, I dare to sit in."
Li Xuewu raised his chin, indicating that he should teach him how to fly a plane.
This is something that not everyone has the opportunity to learn. Although aircraft handling is considered the most useless knowledge, he has this opportunity today.
"If you want to fully learn how to fly a helicopter, you need to go through systematic theoretical learning, combined with practical operation. I say 'simple' in a strategic sense."
Wang Xiaonan was also afraid, afraid that the leader might impulsively decide to drive himself, and he was also afraid of the danger.
Helicopters are very dangerous; a crash is almost certain death, regardless of height.
"How will you know if it's easy or difficult if you don't try?" Li Xuewu boldly suggested, "You drive it once first, lower it, and then I'll try it."
Wang Xiaonan looked at him speechlessly, not expecting that the leader really wanted to try it himself.
This leader is too young and too arrogant. He thinks he can learn it after watching it once? Then all his previous training was a waste of time.
Regardless, he's the leader, so we'll listen to him first. Once he's in the air, he'll get scared and his legs will go weak when he comes down. We won't dare let him fly anymore.
And so, one dared to learn, and the other dared to teach. The KH-4 helicopter took off in the training field amidst the complicated gazes of the crowd. Zhao Fulai stood below, his heart pounding so hard he almost dug out his ancestor.
In fact, Wang Xiaonan's flying skills are really good. He said he trains every day to check and test the qualification of the aircraft before they leave the factory, so as to give customers the greatest guarantee.
That's right, Wang Xiaonan is the final inspector for Gangfei helicopter products; if he can fly, it means the product is qualified.
He flies every day and performs various extreme tests every day. Practice makes perfect, and he has long since thoroughly explored all the functions and characteristics of the helicopter.
Taking Li Xuewu for a flight, teaching him as we flew, was truly easy and enjoyable, with no difficulties whatsoever.
Li Xuewu studied very diligently. While in the air, he even took over the pilot's position and flew for a while using the co-pilot's control stick, basically mastering the skills after takeoff.
The moment the helicopter landed, Zhao Fulai almost knelt down before them; they were finally safe.
But before he could happily step forward, the helicopter started up again after it had shut down.
"Wang Xiaonan! I'll fuck your ancestors!"
Inside the transparent cabin, Secretary-General Li Xuewu slowly followed the takeoff procedures, making preparations for takeoff under the guidance of Wang Xiaonan. Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, the helicopter took off again.
This is a new plane, so flying it must be really fun.
"Slow down, slow down, pull back a little."
Wang Xiaonan carefully guided Li Xuewu on how to control his balance, while correcting his maneuvering posture.
The plane flew very smoothly, circling above the training ground and performing various flight maneuvers.
Everyone knew that Wang Xiaonan was flying with the Secretary-General last time, but this time everyone was on tenterhooks because they all knew that it was the Secretary-General who was flying.
Zhao Fulai didn't think about who would take over as secretary-general after the plane crashed; he only thought about his dejected return home. Perhaps someone behind him was wondering who would take over as deputy factory director after he was gone.
buzzing-
The helicopter didn't fly for very long, even though those below felt it had been long enough.
When the helicopter landed again, everyone first saw that the propellers had really stopped before they all went forward.
boom--
Li Xuewu put on his headphones, opened the cabin door, and said to Zhao Fulai who came to greet him, "I've arranged for Xiao Wang to come to my house this weekend to give me a theory lesson."
"Ah! A theory class? You mean—"
Zhao Fulai swallowed back what he was about to say, because there were more important things to do now.
He glared at Wang Xiaonan, who was coming down from the opposite side, and said with a bitter face, "Why are you learning this?"
"Of course, it's for flying planes."
Li Xuewu tossed the gloves he had taken off to Wang Xiaonan, pointed at him with his finger and said, "Remember, I'll have the driver pick you up this weekend."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Fulai to say anything more, he took his secretary and headed towards the car.
Zhao Fulai pointed at Wang Xiaonan with his finger, unable to speak, and then chased after him.
Before he even reached the car, the secretary-general had already gotten in, and the driver didn't even wait for him before stepping on the gas and driving off.
"My God!"
Zhao Fulai was about to cry. What kind of situation was this? How could the group leaders be so irresponsible?
You tell me, what kind of group leader would come to learn how to fly a plane, and not be satisfied with just one experience, but actually want to systematically learn the theory and practice?
"Tell me! What did you say to the boss?!"
Unable to persuade the secretary-general, he could only turn to Wang Xiaonan and yell, "Do you know how dangerous this is?!"
"So whose advice should I listen to?"
With Li Xuewu backing him up, Wang Xiaonan spread his hands and said, "He's the secretary-general—"
"You, you—"
Zhao Fulai pointed at him with exasperation and emphasized, "You really don't know what's good for you. If anything happens to the Secretary-General, your life is over!"
“He insisted on learning it, what does it have to do with me? I haven’t even collected his tuition yet.”
Wang Xiaonan, oblivious to the dangers, pouted and said, "Even a secretary-general shouldn't take advantage of others."
"Fine! Wang Xiaonan, you've got guts!"
Zhao Fulai pointed at him angrily and said, "Didn't he tell you to go to class on the weekend? Just tell him that. If you don't, you're not a good kid!"
-
"Secretary-General, that reporter Liu is still trying to interview the workers. It seems he's determined not to give up."
When Zhang Jing saw Li Xuewu return, he quickly followed him down the corridor and introduced, "We know of at least a dozen, and there are many more we don't know about."
"What's there to be afraid of? She's not part of the investigation team."
Li Xuewu was thirsty, so he picked up the teacup on the table and took a big gulp of warm tea before handing the teacup to Zhang Enyuan, who came over to take it.
"Let her pick them; she came with a mission."
Li Xuewu sat in a chair, crossed his right leg, and looked at the leaves fluttering outside the window, saying, "Tell the cafeteria that we'll have meat tomorrow; it's getting cold soon."
Zhang Jing looked at him blankly and speechlessly, wondering what the connection was between eating meat and the cold weather, since the two things were so close.
However, the secretary-general said that there will definitely be meat dishes on the cafeteria menu tomorrow at noon.
These days, how many workplaces can afford meat dishes? The metallurgical plant has several thousand employees, and if you include all the group's enterprises in Liaodong, the number is in the tens of thousands.
If the Secretary-General says that we should have a "meat feast," then all units should enjoy this privilege; we cannot discriminate.
"Over at Furnace No. 4..." Zhang Jing looked at him hesitantly and asked, "Would you like to inquire about it?"
"Director Li has already spoken."
Li Xuewu looked at the documents on the table for a while before saying, "It's been so long, how can I ask?"
“But…” Zhang Jing hesitated and reminded him, “If reporter Liu finds out something and writes it in the newspaper, our metallurgical plant will be in big trouble.”
"The problem is with furnace number 4—"
Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair, turned to look out the window, and muttered, "This is a bit troublesome."
"You mean—" Zhang Jing frowned slightly as she looked at him and asked softly, "The company is putting pressure on you?"
"what are you thinking?"
Li Xuewu turned his chair around and looked at Zhang Jing, who was standing at the corner of the desk, and asked.
Zhang Jing glanced at him, hesitated, and didn't answer for a long time.
Actually, not answering was enough to express his thoughts.
Li Xuewu nodded slightly and said, "You must be thinking that I received pressure or benefits from certain people, and that I am conducting a passive investigation and handling of this matter."
"Secretary-General, that's not what I meant."
Zhang Jing waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "I feel that you have been somewhat ambiguous in handling this matter."
"It is a bit blurry—"
Li Xuewu sat up straight, nodded slowly, and said, "Some people are saying that I deliberately delayed dealing with this matter to protect certain people, which is inconsistent and all talk and no action."
Zhang Jing fell silent. There were all sorts of unpleasant rumors circulating in the organization, and the secretary-general's statement was just one example.
"It is an indisputable fact that Furnace No. 4 was designed and built during the period when Deputy Director Dong was in charge of the metallurgical plant."
Li Xuewu raised his head slightly and said, "But the situation is not right now. Someone is stirring up trouble and wants to use this incident to talk about something else."
He tapped his finger on the desk and emphasized, "Don't say that I'm always impartial in my actions; would Liu Yongnian dare to fabricate even a little bit in his investigation?"
"The problem now is that to find out the truth about the accident, we either need to investigate everyone involved, or we need to disassemble Boiler No. 4 piece by piece to see exactly where the problem lies."
By the end, Li Xuewu had frowned and said seriously, "My opinion is that if there is a problem with Boiler No. 4, then dismantle the boiler. Whoever is responsible for the problem will be dealt with. Even Deputy Director Dong cannot escape the responsibility of the supervising leaders and supervisors."
"But Director Li and Deputy Director Jing of the group couldn't bear to see me doing this kind of thing, like tearing down buildings to find crickets."
His tone softened again, and he sighed deeply, looking out the window as he said, "The group has decided to accept the support and assistance of the Santayana Group, and to revise the production plan for Furnace No. 4, making as many minor adjustments as possible."
"Of course, Liu Yongnian's side hasn't given up the investigation either. If this path is blocked, then they'll investigate people."
Li Xuewu turned around and looked at Zhang Jing, saying, "Sometimes I feel helpless when faced with these difficult choices, and I can't find a better way to solve them."
"Director Li's considerations are certainly more comprehensive."
After understanding the situation, Zhang Jing nodded and said, "If someone uses this incident to cause trouble and investigates it in a big way, it will be the metallurgical plant that suffers the loss."
“There’s another reason.” Li Xuewu pointed at him and squinted slightly as he spoke, “This is what Deputy Director Jing mentioned. What if this is a technical error? How will we calculate the loss and decide on the punishment for the person involved?”
"Technical error—"
Zhang Jing considered this possibility and frowned slightly as he asked, "Is it possible? After all, there was an accident."
"What about the early stages?" Li Xuewu tilted his head and said, "Production continued for four months before the accident, and no production accidents occurred during those four months."
“The investigators brought in from Europe by the Santa Y Group considered countless possibilities,” he explained. “A punctuation mark wrong, a number wrong, could all lead to a minor error.”
"This small error could have surfaced at the time, or it could have only occurred when the critical conditions were met. No one can guarantee whether it was a subjective error or a technical error."
"Of course, whether it is subjective or unconscious, it is a mistake and needs to be dealt with."
Li Xuewu stood up and paced around the room, saying, "Letting Liu Yongnian investigate this matter now is to put a tight rein on their production management department and design department, keeping a sharp sword hanging over their heads at all times."
"Then—how do you explain this?"
Zhang Jing frowned and reminded him, "What if Reporter Liu discovers something amiss and writes something inaccurate?"
"She found out? If she could find out, we wouldn't need to hire a French team to find the problem."
Li Xuewu walked to the window and looked out at the scene of autumn leaves swirling in the air. He said calmly, "Let her investigate. It's not a bad thing."
"As long as it's written according to the actual situation, it can be considered a lesson to the design department of Yifanfengshun."
He turned around and looked at Zhang Jing, saying, "These past two years have been too smooth for us; we've lost our sense of fear."
"I didn't expect that things would go too smoothly," Zhang Jing said with a wry smile. "I've been thinking about this for so long, and I never imagined that reporter Liu's visit would have this kind of effect."
"Try to look on the bright side—"
Li Xuewu looked out the window again and said calmly, "What else could I do but kill her?"
-
At the end of October, the group received good news: the four office buildings of the sales headquarters in Tianjin were completed and delivered.
This was a construction plan formulated by Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong in 67 when they were in charge of economic work. Construction began in 68, and it was finally delivered this year.
Red Star Construction Corporation is becoming increasingly experienced, accumulating a wealth of technology in large-scale projects, especially building construction. The 100-meter-tall building currently under construction represents this confidence and technology.
Ding Zhichen, who had been in the steel city for almost ten days, finally couldn't wait any longer and, having exhausted his patience, confronted Li Xuewu.
At that moment, someone from the publishing house affiliated with Gong'an University came to talk to him about the publication of the book "Public Security Management".
"The time was still too short."
When Li Xuewu saw Ding Zhichen approaching, he calmly told the publishing house editor, "I'm no longer working on the front lines, so many of my experiences aren't very accurate, and there's bound to be some biased perspective."
"If you think it's okay to publish, then please have professionals scrutinize it carefully. You absolutely cannot mislead students and make a laughing stock."
"You are very kind."
The publisher's editor, Zhou, politely said, "I have had the pleasure of reading all of your books, and they are indeed very insightful and worth studying."
"No need for polite words."
Li Xuewu smiled, stood up, and gestured to Ding Zhichen who had come in, saying, "I've started working here. How about I treat you to dinner tonight to show you some hospitality? We can talk about this later."
"If you have no other requests or comments, then I'll head back; I have a lot to do."
Editor Zhou stood up, glanced at the group of people who had come in, and waved his hand while holding his bag, saying, "I know you're a straightforward person, I've even bought your return ticket."
"It's too rushed. Let's rest for the night before we leave."
Li Xuewu politely replied, "Just stay at our guesthouse. It'll be convenient for you to go back tomorrow morning."
"I really won't keep it. You're too kind."
Editor Zhou smiled and said softly, "The boss has assigned me a lot of work, and I'm still very busy here. I didn't need to come, but I felt uneasy if I didn't meet with you."
"I understand, then next time."
Li Xuewu saw him to the door, shook hands with him, and then instructed Zhang Enyuan to take him to the train station.
When they returned to the office, Ding Zhichen looked him over with a complicated expression and asked, "Are you still writing books?"
"A hobby, nothing to mention."
Li Xuewu waved his hand, indicating that he should sit wherever he liked. Since Zhang Enyuan wasn't there, he personally made tea for him.
Ding Zhichen learned some negotiation skills from what he heard in the capital.
Well, we can't be too formal, especially at the negotiating table. This guy is too ruthless.
It's actually easier to resolve disputes in cooperation through private communication, which is a bit unusual.
"This is beyond what a small hobby can describe." He was both flattering and genuinely admiring him, saying as he looked at him, "Who would dare to write a book without some talent? They wouldn't even dream of what to write."
"It's not some supernatural tale; it's a summary of professional and technical experiences and ideas."
Li Xuewu handed him a cup of tea, then sat down with his own teacup and explained, "As you may know, I was in charge of security at the Hongxing Factory for three years."
“I know that, it’s quite legendary.” Ding Zhichen nodded with a smile and said, “Very few security officers can do what you did, now I know why.”
"I'm good at summarizing experiences, that's all. Any frontline worker could think of these things."
Li Xuewu crossed his right leg and said politely, "If you were to summarize it, you could write a book about it."
"I can't write that—"
Ding Zhichen shook his head and said, "I can do work, but I can't write a book. I don't even know where to start. This really requires talent."
"You're still too modest—"
Li Xuewu smiled, gestured for him to drink tea, and said casually, "This book has only been written for less than a month, and it was a burst of inspiration, about a hundred thousand words."
"I hadn't originally planned to publish it, but a friend heard about it and helped me contact a publisher."
"That's still acceptable, otherwise they wouldn't have come to us on their own initiative—"
Ding Zhichen smiled and looked at him, saying, "Just like with steel cars, I took the initiative to come to their door."
"You're too kind," Li Xuewu said with a smile, knowing what he was thinking. "We were both in the capital before, we should have known each other long ago."
Is this just polite talk? It's saying that Shouqi used to be arrogant and didn't respect Hongxing Factory, that little carambhava.
Now, Li Xuewu will make sure that the steel and automobile industry you looked down on yesterday is now beyond your reach.
Of course, you can't say this, nor can you take it too seriously, otherwise you'd be considered a social outcast.
"We should have known each other much earlier."
Ding Zhichen looked at him with a complicated expression and said, "If we had met earlier, I would definitely have suggested investing in Steel & Gas."
"You don't know, now Director Bao of the credit union is all high and mighty, telling everyone he meets about his most successful investment."
"Oh, you know Director Bao."
Li Xuewu nodded knowingly and said, "Back then, we had just started our car business, and he started investing in us with our motorcycle project."
"If we had received investment from Shouqi back then, we certainly wouldn't have let go of someone as professional as you."
"Oh dear, what a pity—"
Ding Zhichen picked up his teacup, took a sip of hot tea, and put it down before saying, "But fate brings us together from afar. After all this time, we have another opportunity to cooperate."
"Hey, I knew it!"
Li Xuewu stood up, took a document from his desk, and came back, amused, saying, "How interesting that two people from Beijing are discussing cooperation in the steel city."
"That's what they call good things come to those who wait."
Ding Zhichen looked expectantly at the documents in his hand, but pretended to be nonchalant.
Li Xuewu found him funny, but he pretended and so did he; it was a test of endurance.
"Last time I suggested that Shouqi cooperate with Dongfeng. What do you think about it now?"
"The company is still considering it."
What's the point of considering this? If Dongfeng Motor Corporation could produce the Aries, why would they bother putting the production line in the steel city?
Beijing Automotive Group (BAIC) cannot even achieve the production cost of steel-powered vehicles, let alone Dongfeng Motor Corporation (Dongfeng).
However, after chatting with Gu Li, he learned that Second Automobile Works is developing very rapidly, at least faster than Beijing Automobile Works, and has already completed the transformation of its assembly line and supply chain system.
However, having the equipment but lacking the technology was not enough to make Shouqi abandon steel and choose them.
Why choose the bad option over the good one?
However, negotiations require skill. Ding Zhichen knew perfectly well that Li Xuewu could see through him, but he still gave a vague answer and then asked directly, "You said you were going to report to the group company that time, have you heard anything about it?"
"Well, I've studied the opinions that Director Li sent me for quite a while."
Li Xuewu, as if fishing, placed his hand on the document and said while thinking, "If it were up to me, I would disagree with doing it this way, but this is the result of the group's management committee's discussion, and the considerations are more comprehensive."
"Oh, can you tell me about it?"
Ding Zhichen seemed to see a glimmer of hope and looked at him expectantly, saying, "I'm very curious too."
"Yes, Director Li's opinion is that professional matters should be handled by professionals, and projects should not be undertaken blindly."
Li Xuewu seemed to have overturned his previous opinion as if he had destroyed his own Great Wall, and now he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
He was disappointed, but Ding Zhichen's eyes lit up as he looked at him and said, "Does your group mean that you're willing to hand over Aries to us for operation?"
"The condition is that a joint venture company be established, and at least 70% of the drivers must be recruited from the group's workforce."
Li Xuewu looked at him and emphasized, "The group may not participate in the operation, but it will send financial and safety supervision cadres to perform supervisory duties."
"We offer two models, Aries and Hongyun, and the fuel supply can be handled by United Energy Corporation."
"what do you mean--"
Ding Zhichen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Should we still lower the price and make it more accessible?"
“This is an inevitable trend in the operation and development of taxi companies.” Li Xuewu looked at him and emphasized, “How can a taxi company that cannot serve the people gain their trust and support? Don’t you think so?”
I said? I said my head hurts.
Ding Zhichen didn't rush to reply, but instead frowned and began to think.
It is certainly a good thing for Hongxing Steel Group to give up the operation of the taxi company.
However, the conditions offered by the other party were quite demanding.
He knew what Hongxing Steel Group was thinking: to expand its service area, add more cars, hire more workers, and increase its profit margin.
Doesn't Shouqi know what the popularization of taxis will bring? Is Shouqi lacking in market strategic vision? Shouqi lacks money.
Hongxing Steel Group is providing cars, arranging for workers, and expanding its services. It's clear they have huge demands. How will Shouqi satisfy their appetite?
They say nice things, like leaving professional matters to professionals, but then they turn around and say things like even close brothers should keep clear accounts, and that they should arrange for finance and safety supervisors to take charge of the work.
To put it bluntly, it's just a competition of wealth.
Shouqi just didn't have the money, and this time they wanted to get it for free, but they just didn't get the chance.
So, how many shares of the joint venture will Shouqi get?
In the end, you might get the operating rights but not many shares, essentially becoming a worker for the Red Star Factory.
Li Xuewu is a wicked guy; you'll get tricked by him if you're not careful.
He thought for a full five minutes, considering every possible question, before finally asking, "How were the shares determined?"
"My opinion was to split it 30/70, but the leader disagreed, saying that it was a sister unit after all."
Li Xuewu explained, mimicking Old Li's words, "The final suggestion is that it's best to split it 50/50."
A 50/50 split? That's outrageous!
Ding Zhichen had already thought of it; when he heard about the 30/70 split, he realized how ruthless Li Xuewu was.
A 30/70 split, it must be Shouqi 30%, that's just too shady.
The car was given away for free, but the cost of fuel and maintenance isn't an operating cost.
The biggest operating cost was the resettlement of the drivers. Hongxing Steel Group essentially traded half of its shares for cars and also resettled these workers.
Once Shouqi switches to the Aries model, the whole city will know about this car from Steel Auto, even foreign guests and leaders will know about it, and the car's influence will be huge.
The current situation is that Li Xuewu played the loyalty card, leaving his opponent, who had decided to communicate privately, speechless.
You should just say that you agree with his opinion. Shouqi may seem to be getting the better deal, but in reality, it's suffering a huge loss.
If I disagree with his opinion, it would seem like I'm going back on my word and being disloyal.
Even if he's shameless and gives up on talking today, can he still get anything good at the negotiating table?
"Well..." he hesitated, "Can we discuss the shareholding ratio further? After all, we're in charge of operations, and that's the bulk of the business."
"There's not much I can say here. I suggest you go back to Beijing and talk to Director Li."
Li Xuewu raised his chin and said frankly, "He can decide anything in our group."
I don't believe you for a second! Why would I go back to Beijing to find Li Huaide? He'd just send me here, making a wasted trip.
"How about I help you deal with the reporters outside the window? In return, you can give us another 20% of the shares?"
“Hehe—” Li Xuewu’s lips curled up slightly as he looked at him and asked, “Why don’t you go ask her if she’s worth several hundred thousand yuan?”
Seeing Ding Zhichen shake his head with a wry smile, Li Xuewu said calmly, "I advise you not to meddle. I still have a use for this reporter Liu, so you don't need to worry about him."
"Then I'll take this offer back first and see what everyone says." Ding Zhichen didn't stick to his guns, knowing that he couldn't reach an agreement today.
However, they now have the upper hand, and everything is negotiable. At worst, he can stay for another ten days.
With Li Xuewu's sincerity in mind, he came out of the office building and bumped into Reporter Liu, who had been waiting there.
"Vice President Ding, may I have a talk with you?"
"What are you talking about? Didn't you come here to interview Secretary-General Li?"
Ding Zhichen gave her a strange look. This woman must be incredibly stupid. How dare someone like her from the Northern Industry Daily venture into the heart of the steel city? Isn't she afraid of being played to death by Li Xuewu?
Li Xuewu warned him not to cause trouble, implying that she wasn't afraid of her investigation and harassment, and that she might have some bad intentions.
“We have so much to talk about.”
Liu Hongmei said confidently, "For example, let's talk about the purpose of your visit to Gangcheng, the details of this negotiation, and so on."
"This is a trade secret—"
Ding Zhichen, having picked up the phrase from who-knows-where, looked at her and emphasized, "We're trying to keep this a secret, how could we possibly give an interview?"
"Oh! Mr. Ding, let me treat you to dinner."
Seeing that Ding Zhichen was about to leave, Liu Hongmei gritted her teeth and caught up with him, saying politely, "It's my treat tonight."
"Eating is no problem, but not today."
Whether intentionally or not, Ding Zhichen lifted the briefcase and emphasized, "I need to report this to the company and await orders at any time."
Liu Hongmei was really itching to take a closer look. If it weren't for the other person's status, she would have snatched it away and examined it closely.
How regrettable it is for a journalist to be powerless when faced with material that is right in front of them.
"Don't say I'm heartless!"
Ding Zhichen raised an eyebrow and gestured to the person upstairs, then whispered to her, "You can write something about Secretary-General Li. I heard he's learning to fly a plane."
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"As for the royalties—" Li Xuewu thought for a moment and then said, "Send them to my wife. The children are under more pressure now that they're in school, and they need money to make ends meet."
Editor Zhou on the other end of the phone laughed and agreed, saying he wouldn't joke about something like that with Li Xuewu.
Is Li Xuewu short of money?
Even if both children are in school, the couple's combined salaries should be enough to support them, so why are they complaining about being poor?
That's normal, though. These days, royalties keep dropping. If it weren't for the person in charge, the concept of royalties might have disappeared.
Some writers can buy courtyard houses in Beijing with their royalties, and some can buy imported cars in Beijing with their royalties. Do you think writers are hated?
Li Xuewu donated all the royalties from his previous books, which earned him a great reputation. However, many people criticized him for seeking fame and fortune, calling him hypocritical and shameful.
As Lu Xun aptly put it, "Since ancient times, scholars have been jealous of each other; in literature there is no first place, but in martial arts there is no second." This is indeed true.
Since the publisher changed this time, and it was no longer the Iron and Steel Institute Press, I decided to keep it myself.
What are you thinking? It costs several thousand yuan. He had already planned it out when he was writing "Public Security Management". It can be used as a textbook, and the number of copies printed will definitely be guaranteed.
Retail and purchasing are naturally incomparable; he could earn a fortune in royalties just from this book alone.
Giving Gu Ning a few thousand yuan would give her peace of mind and make her more confident in spending money on her child.
"I heard you're learning to fly?"
As agreed, Wang Xin came to the steel city again, and the two met at an ordinary restaurant.
Li Xuewu had work to do, and he had meetings to attend, so the two of them managed to squeeze in time together.
"Actually, fixed-wing aircraft are easier to learn."
Wang Xin smiled and suggested, "You should learn to fly a helicopter first. When you have time later, I'll arrange for you to learn fixed-wing and business jet piloting skills. They're easy to learn."
"That's what all teachers say."
Li Xuewu shook his head jokingly and said, "My coach often says the same thing."
"That's what they mean by 'If you know it, it's not difficult; if you don't know it, it's difficult.'"
Wang Xin smiled and ordered the food, and then he paid the bill.
"Sure, when I have time."
Li Xuewu said with a smile, "I can drive a car and a tank, but I've never learned to fly a plane."
"Then we'll wait until you have time."
Wang Xin raised an eyebrow and said, "Our factory has all kinds of trainer aircraft, including foreign ones."
"That's great to hear."
Li Xuewu picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea, then filled his own cup as well.
"I consider this a hobby. I'll learn as much as I can. It's always good to have more skills."
"If Hongxing Steel Group can buy Tadong Airport, wouldn't you be able to fly anywhere?"
Wang Xin's true intentions were revealed; he got to the point before even finishing a single sentence.
Li Xuewu looked at him with amusement and asked, "So you came to me for nothing else but to persuade us to buy an airport?"
"I'm not forcing you!"
Seeing that his secretary had gone to fetch the food, Wang Xin said to him, "Speaking of which, think about it, is Tadong Airport useful to your group?"
"What's the use?" Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and said, "Besides tying up a large amount of capital and continuously losing money, I don't see what use it is."
"Do you really think I can't count?"
Wang Xin glanced at him and said, "Has your Director Li received the assignment to go to East Germany as part of a delegation?"
"Don't pretend you don't know about this!"
(End of this chapter)