MMB Chapter 1498 Berlin is a bit cold
Chapter 1498 Berlin is a bit cold
Chapter 1498 Berlin is a bit cold
"In fact, autumn in the port city also brings sadness, and winter also brings confusion."
The starlight illuminated the road ahead, and Lou Xiaohan, who had barely rested all night, suddenly sighed.
Li Xuewu sat in the back seat, looking at the city that never sleeps outside the car window, and did not respond to her words.
Hong Kong is a city that you can both love and hate. If you love it and want it to love you back, you'll need to be incredibly wealthy.
"You probably can't understand why Xiao'e is so persistent."
She persisted, not knowing why, but she just wanted to talk to Li Xuewu.
Surprisingly, Li Xuewu did not refuse her and listened to her nagging tacitly.
Yes, even in Lou Xiaohan's own eyes, she is now a nagging person.
But she had some inexplicable emotions building up inside her all night, and she had to get them out.
Before working for Lou Xiao'e, she was a proud and self-disciplined elite woman of her time.
However, due to the decline of his family and changes in his clan, he ended up by Lou Xiao'e's side.
The two are biological sisters, but they have never agreed on this way of addressing each other. Sometimes the other person will even call her by her full name.
It's impossible for her not to feel any resentment, but what could she do?
Before they could see through Lou Xiao'e's background, even the entire Lou family in Gangcheng, united, couldn't defeat her. Now that they know her background, what can Lou Xiaohan say besides a deep sense of powerlessness?
"If it were me, I would never settle for that kind of life, not even for a day."
Lou Xiaohan did not turn around, but she knew Li Xuewu was listening.
"But she persisted for three years."
I don't know why she's complaining on Lou Xiao'e's behalf; perhaps she's complaining about her own three years.
“You are a great person in my heart, and she also regards you as a god.”
Lou Xiaohan couldn't help but glance at him in the rearview mirror; his expression remained unchanged.
The Rolls-Royce sped through the night, with only Lou Xiaohan inside, muttering to himself intermittently.
A Mercedes-Benz led the way, ensuring the Rolls-Royce wouldn't have to worry about getting lost or encountering unforeseen risks. This was Lou Xiao'e's security team, from Hyundai Security Company.
If you don't even use your own security company, then who will use modern security services?
Last night, Li Xuewu specifically asked Lao Biaozi and Ji Weidong, and both of them gave their assurances.
The members of Modern Security have a rather complex background, not only influenced by the Investigation Department, but also by Lao Biaozi who transferred a lot of people from the mainland to infiltrate the organization.
However, the main security force was recruited from Hong Kong City; otherwise, the Hong Kong government would not have agreed.
When the two cars approached the hotel where the delegation was staying, Lou Xiaohan finally stopped nagging.
Perhaps it was because she didn't get a response from Li Xuewu, or perhaps it was because she had released her inner emotions, but in any case, she felt much better now.
The Mercedes-Benz sedan passed the hotel entrance first, and several burly men quickly jumped out of the car and approached the Rolls-Royce.
Li Xuewu didn't even have a chance to open the car door himself. After the car came to a stop, the door was opened by the bodyguards after they confirmed it was safe.
"Thank you for your hard work."
After getting out of the car, Li Xuewu straightened his coat, shook hands with the bodyguard captain, and then looked at Lou Xiaohan, who was getting out of the passenger seat.
"You've worked hard too. I feel relieved knowing you're by her side."
He nodded under Lou Xiaohan's surprised and astonished gaze and strode towards the foyer.
"That—Mr. Li—"
Lou Xiaohan caught up with him after a few steps, and when he turned around, she frowned slightly and asked, "How do you define this kind of relationship between the two of you?"
"If you are asking this from a relative's perspective, I think I should answer it."
Li Xuewu glanced at her, and his words carried great weight.
First of all, it's uncertain whether Lou Xiao'e will acknowledge her as a relative. Even if she does, will Lou Xiao'e accept her kindness?
After all, he was with Lou Xiao'e last night, and no one knows what they talked about.
But one thing is clear: Lou Xiao'e remains Li Xuewu's spokesperson in Gangcheng, and is the general manager and person in charge of Oriental Times Bank.
Now that Lou Xiaohan has come to ask, it doesn't matter to her whether he answers or not.
But Li Xuewu still answered.
"My relationship with her doesn't need to be defined, because we both know what the other wants. Do you understand that?"
Li Xuewu looked at her and said softly, "I can understand her. She is not being stubborn, nor is she compromising. Her current situation is a life we have no choice but to choose."
"You may have been influenced by the external environment, like a camera lurking around suspiciously."
He pointed to the bushes in the distance and said to Lou Xiaohan, "I'm not some high and mighty person, and she doesn't worship me like a god."
"You simply summarize and generalize the relationships between people, ignoring the most crucial aspect of interpersonal relationships, which is the human heart."
Li Xuewu only said that much. While Lou Xiaohan was still confused, he nodded, turned around and continued walking towards the hall. It was almost time to assemble.
Lou Xiaohan stood there in a daze until the bodyguard captain came over and reminded her that she had to leave.
The security team stationed at the hotel for the visiting delegation had taken notice of the situation, which alerted the head of the bodyguards.
Neither side wanted to have any friction or collision, and they tried to stay as far away from each other's defenses as possible.
After getting into the car, Lou Xiaohan continued to look at the person in the hotel lobby. He was wearing an old and rigid jacket, but he didn't look old at all.
Admiration? Respect? Liking?
No, it doesn't exist. Without Lou Xiao'e, the two people would be completely incompatible straight lines.
Even with Lou Xiao'e around, she would not develop feelings for this mysterious and important figure.
Conversely, the same applies: how could such a person possibly come into contact with outsiders?
That's right, she's an outsider, and she can't even accept being called "comrade" by him.
The Rolls-Royce glided smoothly off the hotel's reception desk and disappeared from sight.
When she woke up and went to the living room, Li Xuewu was already there, completely unaware that he had come downstairs.
Lou Xiao'e was not seen in the living room, and it was unknown what had happened between the two of them last night.
Don't ask, of course she knows what happens when a man and a woman are alone in a room. What she doesn't know is what happens next, or rather, some important decisions.
Since Lou Xiao'e didn't come down to see him off, it was inevitable that Lou Xiaohan would start to overthink things.
But after seeing him off at the car, and recalling his refined manners and manners, Lou Xiaohan couldn't help but blush. Why did she have to nag so much?
She didn't feel embarrassed at the time, but now that she's calmed down, she wishes she could disappear into the ground.
If it were just her and Li Xuewu, that would be one thing, but there was also a driver.
If Lou Xiao'e finds out, how should she explain it?
Is he so confused from sleep that he's talking nonsense?
***
"Come here, Comrade Xuewu."
Not long after Li Xuewu returned to the hotel, he was informed by the secretary of the Ministry of Machine Building that Director Du wanted to see him.
Director Du, Du Xian, has worked in the industrial system for many years and has extensive management experience.
Actually, Li Xuewu caught his eye quite early on, probably starting in 67.
It was from 67 that Li Xuewu gradually began to show his talent in industrial management and business innovation. With the support of Li Huaide, he made great strides and made significant contributions to the transformation of Hongxing Factory into a group company.
As long as such cadres have no problems with their character and ideology, they will eventually be put to use.
Even Du Xian was not immune to this practice; he only met him after observing and investigating him for a period of time.
Of course, Li Xuewu didn't know at first that Director Du had inquired about his situation. After creating several miracles, it was normal for the higher-ups to ask about it. He had some understanding of this, but he didn't take it seriously.
Sometimes things are like that. If your boss occasionally asks about your situation, don't let your imagination run wild or become complacent. That might not be a good thing.
Besides, even if it's a good thing, it won't just fall into your lap for no reason.
So when the secretary informed him that Director Du wanted to meet with him, he was also wondering to himself.
Is the problem with the person we met tonight, or with Old Li who stayed at the hotel?
He didn't see Old Li just now; he was busy with his own things all night. Could it be that the old man secretly found a foreign language teacher to learn a foreign language?
It wasn't until he entered Director Du's room that he was surprised to find that the blankets on the bed hadn't been moved.
"Didn't you get any rest all night?"
Li Xuewu looked at him with surprise. The bloodshot eyes and the water droplets on his temples showed the signs of staying up late last night.
The documents on the desk in the room are even more telling.
"Come, sit down. I just washed my face."
Du Xian rubbed his face, which was already somewhat numb, but even washing his face with cold water didn't help.
"You must be exhausted." Li Xuewu sat down on the sofa in the corner and said with concern, "This trip isn't just for a day or two, so you must take care of yourself."
"I envy you, actually—"
Du Xian looked him up and down with a smile and said, "It's good to be young. At least in terms of energy, I can't compare to you."
"I haven't had a chance to explain to my boss yet. There are too many people to meet and too many things to discuss. I just got back from outside."
Before Du Xian could ask, Li Xuewu offered an explanation.
Du Xian wasn't surprised; it seemed she knew he was away on business.
It was clear from the fact that the secretary from the Ministry of Machine Building had timed his visit perfectly to see him that Du Xian was waiting for him.
What exactly happened that warranted Du Xian personally waiting to speak with him?
"Looks like we're all equally busy."
Du Xian sat up straight and took a sip of the hot tea his secretary brought him.
After putting down his teacup, he continued, "You have a large operation in Hong Kong? I heard your sales business is doing very well."
"It was thanks to the Guangzhou Export Trade Fair that we had the opportunity to embrace the world market," Li Xuewu explained with a smile. "Without the Guangzhou Fair, there would have been no subsequent tour group to Beijing, and there would be no Hongxing Steel Group."
"Yes, it's right to prioritize sales."
Looking at the rising morning light outside the window, Du Xian nodded and said, "Especially in import and export trade, if you don't even pay attention to sales, how can you stand out in the international market?"
“You’re right. We’ve leveraged the influence of traders to create a club in the port city that connects us with international traders,” Li Xuewu explained with a smile. “We’re also planning to develop a trade route in conjunction with the Tianjin coastline.”
"Heh, the Maritime Silk Road?"
Du Xian couldn't help but smile at his explanation and nodded, saying, "Okay, as long as you have a goal, you can't just drift through your work."
He picked up his teacup again and took a sip, but what he said made Li Xuewu even more confused. Why was this guy talking to him so early in the morning instead of sneaking back to sleep?
"I heard that you did a very good job in preparing for your trip to East Germany this time."
Du Xian put down his teacup, looked him over, and asked, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated?"
"It's a work habit, and also a requirement of the group's organization and business operations."
Li Xuewu explained without much concern, "That's part of the reason you mentioned."
"It seems there are reasons why the Red Star Factory's second entrepreneurial venture was successful."
Du Xian leaned back on the sofa and nodded, then asked out of the blue, "Tell me about East Germany's foreign trade. I'd like to learn from you."
Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to his words. Whether Du Xian was testing him, genuinely wanting to know something from him, or even if his words were teasing, he didn't care.
When listening to a leader speak, you have to see beyond the surface to the essence. If you can't see the essence, everything they say is just empty talk.
"40% of East Germany's national income was generated through foreign trade."
Li Xuewu began his presentation with data, demonstrating a rigorous, serious, and conscientious work style, which greatly pleased Du Xian.
"East Germany's technological development relied heavily on Soviet technology transfer and assistance. From the industrial system to foreign trade, the Soviet Union's influence was everywhere, and this is an unavoidable topic."
"However, it should be noted that East Germany already had a significant trade deficit."
He looked at Du Xian and said, "This will directly affect the difficulty of technology export negotiations."
"The incomplete data we have shows that East Germany's export trade was mainly composed of manufactured goods, with machinery products such as electrical machinery, electronics, optics and precision machinery, machine tools, and ships accounting for 50% of the export value, and chemicals accounting for 13%."
"Import trade mainly consists of traditional industrial raw materials: oil, hard coal, coke, bauxite, natural gas and other raw materials and fuels."
"Precision machinery and machine tools."
Du Xian suddenly spoke up, saying, "East Germany has some strength in this field."
“Yes, we do have some strength, but not much.” Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and said, “The development of science and technology never stands still, nor is it confined to a certain point in time.”
He earnestly emphasized: "World trade will not wait for East Germany to live off its past achievements. New talents will emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years."
"From the perspective of current science, technology and economic development, East Germany is not as good as West Germany."
Li Xuewu shrugged and said, "Don't think that we are lagging behind West Germany. West Germany was the beacon of Western civilization, but in reality, their technology has also begun to lag behind."
"Lack of development and insufficient momentum."
Du Xian, with his hands in his pockets, leaned back comfortably on the sofa and murmured, "This is a lesson we need to be wary of."
Why is it that only Chinese civilization has been able to continue so well among all world civilizations? It's because we like to summarize historical experiences and lessons, and we always look to history for answers when we encounter any problems.
Recording history, learning from history, and reflecting on history are the hallmarks of a nation's progress.
"Here's what you'll do: write a draft."
Du Xian thought for a moment, sat up straight, nodded at him, and said, "At the business dinner on the 25th, you will speak on behalf of the industrial system."
"ah?--"
This time, Li Xuewu wasn't faking it; he showed genuine surprise.
"Me, speak? You must be joking, I have no right to do so."
He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It's more appropriate for you to speak in this kind of situation."
“Of course I can speak, but I certainly can’t speak as well as you.” Du Xian smiled and looked at him, saying, “Youth represents hope. If you speak well, no one will dare to underestimate us.”
"So don't refuse, it's you."
Without giving Li Xuewu a chance to explain, he stood up, pulled a stack of documents from his desk, and handed them to Li Xuewu, who had also stood up, saying, "That's all."
"Take it back and take a look first. Keep it confidential. If you have any questions, contact me directly."
"Director Du, I have—"
Li Xuewu was completely unprepared; telling him this at this point was like forcing a duck onto a shelf.
What good articles can one write on the journey from the morning flight to East Germany?
Besides, the methods used in China might not necessarily work in East Germany, even though it was East Germany.
Du Xian seemed to completely trust him, waving his hand at him and saying, "Go ahead, there's still some time, I need to rest for a bit."
Seeing that he couldn't take back his decision, Li Xuewu could only smile bitterly and walk out of the room.
The secretary standing at the door looked at him with some surprise, as did the documents in his hand.
"What? Can't I take it with me?"
Li Xuewu sincerely handed over the documents, smiling kindly as he said, "Please return these to Director Du for me; I may have taken the wrong one."
"You're kidding me—"
The secretary looked at him strangely, took a step back, afraid that he would stuff the materials into her arms.
Others might not be like that, but this person's temperament is quite different.
These are materials given to him by the leader; he has no right to take them back.
Even if these materials involve confidentiality, the leader trusts the other party, so what can he say?
It cannot be spoken of, nor can it be controlled.
When he saw Li Xuewu come out carrying the documents, he wasn't trying to meddle, but rather he was surprised by the leader's trust in this man. He had overheard the conversation inside the room, and this guy was really going to make a big splash.
Li Xuewu didn't see it as something to be proud of. There was no bonus or certificate, so what was there to pursue?
The pressure of standing out like this must be immense; he has never had the habit of being a pioneer.
But the secretary in front of him was too clever; she simply refused to take the documents he handed over.
If the other party dares to accept, he'll dare to deliver; at worst, he'll have to apologize to Director Du later.
"Secretary-General Li, this is Director Du's instruction. Please bear with it."
The secretary smiled and gestured for him to proceed, giving him no further chance to pass the buck.
Li Xuewu didn't take it seriously. After going downstairs, he found Lao Li's room and saw that Lao Li was already up. He knocked on the door and went into the room. Just as Lao Li was staring blankly, he handed over the documents in his hand.
"What the hell is this?"
Old Li is so smart; he didn't reach out to take what he didn't understand.
If someone else had come in, he probably would have just picked it up and looked at it too.
But Li Xuewu couldn't do it.
That guy is no good. He looks harmless and cheerful, but he's actually treacherous and cunning.
Li Huaide had fallen for his tricks more than once or twice, and he had learned from his experience.
"The task assigned by Director Du."
Li Xuewu deliberately spoke vaguely, handing over the documents in his hand again, and said, "They said they wanted us to put together a draft and give a speech on stage."
"Then what are you doing for me?"
Li Huaide turned around as if it were the most natural thing in the world, went to the bathroom, and mumbled to himself, "This is the trust that Director Du has placed in you."
"How could this be for me?"
If Old Li hadn't closed the door, he would have tried to force the other person to do it while they were relieving themselves.
"You've always emphasized the importance of unity, not individualism, progress, and not selfishness."
He patted the documents in his hand and said, "We're a team, so of course you, the team leader, should step forward. Who am I to judge you?"
"Hey—don't underestimate yourself." Old Li's muffled voice came from the restroom. "Since the leaders value this, you should do your best. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you, so seize it."
Li Xuewu was seething with hatred. He looked at Liu Bin, who walked into the room with a forced smile, and waved the documents in his hand.
Liu Bin leaned closer and whispered, "Director Du spoke with the leaders last night. I wasn't there, but they might have talked about this."
"impossible--"
Li Xuewu frowned slightly and said softly, "Director Du wouldn't have thought of me for no reason. Did someone say something?"
He gestured towards the bathroom with his eyes, his meaning not too obvious.
Liu Bin's eyes were full of bitter smiles, but he couldn't utter a single word.
He's just a secretary, what decisions can he make?
"Director Li was just bragging, wasn't he?" Li Xuewu pointed at him and said, "You don't need to tell me, I'll guess. You just need to confirm."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the nervous and embarrassed Liu Bin, and asked, "Is what you're talking about still about me?"
"He said I know multiple foreign languages?"
"He said I have work experience?"
"..."
Seeing that Liu Bin only smiled bitterly and did not shake his head, Li Xuewu knew that he was probably right.
You bastard Li Huaide, you sold me out after I was only gone for a short while!
I was telling you, when did you become so cautious? You're even avoiding traps now.
"Breakfast is prepared downstairs, why don't you go over and grab a bite first?"
Liu Bin smiled wryly and suggested, "There's not much time left before boarding, so please go ahead with your work."
"I wasn't supposed to be busy."
Li Xuewu glared at him, then flicked the materials in his hand, indicating that it was all his fault.
Liu Bin couldn't explain why it was a secretary from the Ministry of Machine Building who went to him.
How do you explain this? Didn't you see the leaders all hiding in the restroom? Who does he think he is?
Li Xuewu didn't make things difficult for him. He just glanced in the direction of the bathroom, picked up the materials, and went out.
Liu Bin saw him to the door, and only after he left did he return to remind Director Li.
"Sigh, the secretary-general has it tough."
Li Huaide came out of the bathroom, wiped his hands on a towel, and said, "I can understand."
Understand what?
Liu Bin didn't know how to respond. Did the leader mean that it was acceptable to corner him in the toilet?
***
The flight from the port city to Germany takes at least a dozen hours. Li Xuewu originally didn't know how to pass such a long flight time, but now he does.
No one dared to provoke him along the way; even Dou Kezi deliberately lowered his voice.
Li Xuewu did not show any signs of keeping strangers away, but the sound of paper and pen rubbing together was more like a lullaby, startling a chorus of snores.
These bastards are inhuman; he's burning the midnight oil writing articles, while they're snoring away.
Li Xuewu was quite cunning; every now and then he would call the flight attendants to refill his tea, and also remind them that there were a few elderly people who needed to take their medication.
They were the ones snoring the loudest, and Li Xuewu was doing it on purpose.
The old men who were woken up were not very satisfied, but they did not dare to cause trouble for Li Xuewu.
It was just tough on the flight attendants; they didn't get a kind look from their superiors, and even when they were refilling his tea, their eyes were filled with resentment.
The plane landed in Berlin, the capital of East Germany, amidst this comical atmosphere.
Everyone here is a high-ranking official, so there will absolutely be no crowding or luggage grabbing. Even when the plane is about to dock, no one gets up.
They're being reserved; they're all waiting for the flight attendants to invite them.
And that was indeed the case. Without the flight attendants' reminder, no one got up, no matter how anxious they were; they even had to pretend to be calm.
Li Xuewu had already packed his file bag, and he had only written for less than three hours on the way.
He was really uncomfortable, and the physical discomfort limited his performance.
If you were in your own office, this kind of speech wouldn't be so easy to prepare.
"It's a bit cold in Berlin."
Stepping out of the cabin, Li Xuewu tightened his coat and looked at the line below the gangway. This visiting team was nothing short of phenomenal.
Also influenced by the university study activities, foreign affairs activities have decreased in recent years.
This trip to East Germany was intended to break the ice and seek breakthroughs in economic and trade relations, so a significant investment was made.
To be honest, the higher-ups didn't have high hopes for these companies that accompanied the delegation; bringing them along was more of a showcase and a form of speculation.
Otherwise, a situation like the one involving Beijing Chemical Industry Co., Ltd., where they were completely unprepared for their trip, would not have occurred.
Regarding the anticipated negotiations, some companies are quite concerned and have communicated and exchanged ideas with the other party very seriously.
Some companies are used to waiting for handouts and relying on others, since negotiating with them is useless anyway, and in the end, import and export companies still control the trade.
If they aren't proactive, who will do the work?
This trip was more like taking them to broaden their horizons and expand their knowledge.
If one or two deals are successfully negotiated, that would be an unexpected bonus.
You're saying this whole mobilization was for nothing?
No, the higher-ups had actually made preparations long ago, and the anticipated negotiations were all supplements to these preparations.
The agreement to be reached was negotiated earlier through import and export trading companies, and the content and results of the negotiations need to be announced at the end of the visit.
Then we'll sit in a row and share the spoils. This trip wasn't in vain; everyone will get a share.
How much you get depends on fate; those who receive more attention from above will get more, and those who receive less attention will get less.
Hongxing Steel Group has no intention of just loafing around. They've come all this way to Europe, and it would be a shame not to bring something back with them.
If we're talking about dividing the spoils, it's impossible for Hongxing Steel Group to get a share, because of its foreign trade rights.
The import and export trading company also had some complaints about Honggang. Everyone followed their orders, but there was this troublemaker who wanted to go it alone.
It's one thing if you don't do a good job, but what happened in the end?
Hongxing Steel Group has a wide sales network, covering the entire Southeast Asia market.
This year, a club was established in the port city, linking with Tianjin, thus forming an integrated process for foreign trade work.
If it weren't for the production schedule being tied up, the Tianjin Trade Management Center would be unable to meet the consumption of excess capacity and would have to intervene in overall foreign trade.
In this situation, many organizations prefer to retain their production capacity and transfer it to the Tianjin Trade Management Center for processing.
This way, you can not only gain more benefits, but also exchange them for the technology or welfare products you are satisfied with.
If everyone did things like Hongxing Steel Group, how would they be able to do their jobs?
Therefore, in trade negotiations with East Germany, they negotiated first, and then these companies were given the remaining opportunities to take advantage of the situation.
No matter how proactive Hongxing Steel Group is, they can only pick what's left over; what good stuff can they possibly find?
Of course, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and Li Xuewu did not intend to play by the rules.
Since the targets provided by East Germany were negotiated directly with import and export trading companies, he stopped rummaging through the garbage dump.
He and Lao Li had already divided their tasks. On the first day, he would naturally accompany the group and attend formal and informal meetings.
After that day, the two went their separate ways. Old Li was responsible for handling the superficial work, while Li Xuewu went to investigate the companies he had already conducted preliminary research on.
This time, East Germany showed remarkable sincerity, allowing for extensive and genuine cooperation.
To put it bluntly, East Germany was also having a tough time at this time. They had been selling confiscated goods to make ends meet for quite some time. Their economic lifeline was controlled by the Soviet Union, and they relied on imports for most of their raw materials. How could they develop their economy?
Strangely enough, East German agriculture was modernized, mechanized, and chemicalized.
Can you believe it? The industrial system that was so advanced back then is now being used entirely in agriculture.
That's true. In order to eliminate the influence left by Hitler, turning swords into plowshares was exactly what the Northern Soviet Union should have done.
Don't laugh, Kobe can have the surname Kobe, so why can't an art student who failed the college entrance exam have the surname Xi?
"This is the forefront of competition, isn't it normal for it to be a bit cold here?"
Old Li said something very philosophical, but it sounded a bit pretentious.
Wearing a thick coat, he walked down the gangway with the group. He wanted to pause and give the photographers below a chance, but unfortunately, the weather wasn't good today; it was cloudy and windy.
The people behind him in the line wouldn't give him a chance to stop, and the photographer had already finished his task. Heaven knows how his camera could hold so much film, clicking away non-stop.
Li Xuewu, a former security officer, would first and foremost observe security when he arrived in an unfamiliar environment.
Although he wasn't assigned to security during this business trip, protecting oneself is also an instinct.
The airport provided certain perks to welcome the visiting team.
Although they remained arrogant, they still showed a bit of humility towards their sugar daddies.
However, passengers disembarking from the flights before and after the arrival of the guests from the great Eastern country did not look at the guests with great friendliness.
The situation wasn't exactly bad, but the way people looked at him as an outsider made Li Xuewu feel uncomfortable.
It's strange that in this era, the only way for ordinary Westerners to understand China is through Marco Polo's travel novel written centuries ago.
Think about it, Marco Polo lived in that era, and the Eastern world he saw had long since changed.
However, whether it's the subjective consciousness of Western media or those malicious bloggers, their propaganda direction is always crooked.
This is why the word "mysterious" has to be added before the name of this great Eastern power.
It is mysterious because it is unknown.
Even in the 21st century, some Europeans still believe that there is only one country in Asia and can still ask the foolish question, "Why not let South Korea be independent?"
Li Huaide didn't notice the passengers' gazes; his eyes began to drift downwards.
Indeed, wearing stockings in the dead of winter would be considered a ridiculous way to treat rheumatism in China.
But in East Germany, there was no such thing as arthritis. Whether they were young women or newlyweds, they could wear fur coats and overcoats on their upper bodies, and always wore skirts with stockings on their lower bodies. It was inexplicable why their lower bodies were so hot.
Look how envious these old folks, like Pigsy entering the Land of Women, are!
Li Xuewu couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he walked over and whispered, "You can't look here, but you can look anywhere for free at the hotel."
"This thing is free?"
Men's true nature is revealed when they leave home and work and get together.
Just you see, they all act all high and mighty at work, but when they come out as a group, they're all old perverts.
There's no pressure, everyone can let loose, even if you're physically honest, you still have to be a smooth talker.
They seem to think that if they don't use flowery language, they must have some kind of health problem.
Li Xuewu is young, and he's at a disadvantage if he hangs out with them; these old men don't mince words.
"Of course, you can even invite them into your room to enjoy it at your leisure."
He was utterly wicked, completely disregarding the lives of these people, and softly recounted the rules of the place.
People like Zhu Xiaolin no longer doubted that he was talking nonsense, because no one knew East Germany as well as Li Xuewu.
So whatever he says goes. It doesn't matter whether he calls you into the room or not, but you have to listen to him.
You might ask, do people actually call room service?
Stop joking around. This is an official visit, not a vacation. Everyone's just having some fun.
However, he did gain some experience; at least Li Xuewu heard a warning from Catherine, telling him not to act recklessly here.
Listen to this, how illogical is this? How could he just spout nonsense?
He is principled, doesn't abstain from women, and is very dutiful, yet she makes him seem dishonest.
Catherine emphasized this for only one reason: she said the chickens here were not clean.
Well, it's not that I'm afraid something will happen to Li Xuewu, it's that I'm afraid something will happen to her.
If you get onychomycosis (fungal nail infection), one person can infect two others.
Li Xuewu certainly wouldn't act recklessly; learning a foreign language requires the right time, and this place wouldn't do it.
Old Li seemed eager to try, but Li Xuewu privately reminded him of something.
This place is full of traps, and their arrival is not welcomed by everyone.
At least the Northern Mao were wary. It's a simple matter: who wants guests to come and play in their own backyard?
Since it's a backyard, it's best to enjoy it yourself.
"You mean, can we call them into the room?"
Zhu Xiaolin was still asking questions as he got into the car, but Director Du overheard him.
"What do you want me to call you to the room?"
Director Du glared at him and said, "If you have something to say, come to my room."