Wrestling with him is a wrestling or a wrestling. Who is stupid enough to be used as a sandbag for him?

"If you want to beat me up, just say so." Huang Gan shook his head and said, "But as a friend, I still have to remind you of your so-called pure relationship!"

He pointed at Li Xuewu with a wink and said: "If you really think about it, I advise you to take a look at Ou Xin, she is a good girl. Don't touch Zhou Xiaobai, otherwise there will be a commotion in the city."

"Thank you for the useless reminder." Li Xuewu glanced at him and asked: "In addition to complaining and threatening me, is there anything else during the weekend? If not, just get out of here -"

The complaints and lamentations are real, the threats are not real, but they also mean to remind.

Of course it was not to remind Li Xuewu to pay attention to the impact of personal problems.

Huang Qian knew that he didn't have the ability to flutter colorful flags outside, but he knew that Li Xuewu did.

He would not cross the line and remind Li Xuewu. He was trying to make matters worse. He wanted Li Xuewu not to tell anyone about it and let Su Youfang hear about it.

It's obviously not good to say it clearly, but when Zhou Xiaobai was caught riding on Li Xuewu's lap, he just said this to Li Xuewu.

Otherwise, it can be said that their people's hearts are roundabout, and they deserve to be trapped in love.

"What? You want to drive me away?"

Huang Gan put his elbows on the desk, looked at Li Xuewu and asked, "Going to Fengcheng?"

"You're back, what year in the old almanac are you living in?"

Li Xuewu looked at him and asked, "What? What do you think of Fengcheng?"

"No, I have no idea about Fengcheng, but I do have an idea about the Red Star Factory that is about to show its power in Fengcheng." Huang Qian squinted his eyes and asked with a smile: "You want to build a branch factory in Fengcheng?"

"What do you mean? You have to fart when you say something. When did it become so stained?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you thought about going to Fengcheng, or have someone found you and wanted to do something?"

"Have you heard of Liming Factory? It is a subsidiary company of the aerospace industry system."

Huang Gan tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Their factory is also engaged in motorcycle production."

"The one from Fengtian Ordnance Factory?"

Li Xuewu frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't you engaged in aviation turbine engines?"

"Your factory is also engaged in food processing!" Huang Gan curled his lips and said: "According to the instructions of the superiors, we set up small factories and primary schools. Those who make turbine engines can't make motorcycles?"

"Yes, yes, I don't mind if they build a train."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked: "How did they find you? What do you mean by coming to me in a roundabout way?"

"My dad's old comrade-in-arms is now the deputy director of Liming Factory."

Huang Qian explained softly: "When I came to Beijing for a meeting, my father invited him to my house for dinner. During the dinner, he was talking about going to Liaodong at the Red Star Factory."

"Then what? Are you bragging to others?" Li Xuewu asked with raised eyebrows: "I am the deputy director of the First Security Division. You didn't tell others that you knew the leader of the Red Star Factory, right? What did you do if you didn't agree to it?

Is it something?"

"Am I that stupid?"

Huang Qian raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "Lingming Factory is working on turbine engines. It is a master of this technology."

"Isn't your factory also engaged in engine production and research? Isn't this an opportunity -"

"You've made a damn mistake!"

Li Xuewu looked at him and reminded: "Ours is a car engine, it does not go to heaven."

"Don't fool me with this. I've read the newspaper and I know that Liming Factory is engaged in aviation turbojet engines."

He pointed at Huang Gan and said: "They are both called engines, but they are completely different. Our car can't fly even if we put the wings on it."

"We can communicate with each other——!"

Huang Qian clicked on the table and whispered: "Bavaria Motors in Germany used to produce aero engines."

"Are you sick? Are you comparing the technology of the 1930s to the technology of today?"

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't beat around the bush with me. What's going on?"

"Motorcycles, the motorcycles being built by Liming Factory have encountered problems."

Huang Qian said frankly: "They developed an engine using the same idea as aerospace engines."

"But, there is no matching motorcycle prototype, and the production pressure is very high."

Huang Qian explained to Li Xuewu: "My father's comrade knows about the automobile industry that the Red Star Factory is engaged in, especially your supply chain system. He has some ideas and wants to talk to you."

"Let's just talk. Why did I come to see you?"

Li Xuewu asked: "Is there something unspeakable or something irregular?"

"As a matter of fact, they want to see you in Liaodong. It's not easy to raise it with Liaodong Industry."

Huang Qian explained: "Liaodong Industry has set up a stage. If they take the stage and take over the show, if they really want to negotiate with you, it will not look good."

"So, he took the opportunity of coming home to mention it to me."

"Of course, I didn't say that we have a good relationship, and I didn't mention your status in the Red Star Factory." Huang Qian was afraid that Li Xuewu would misunderstand, so he took the initiative to explain: "I found him myself, and he knows your situation."

"Am I so famous?"

Li Xuewu sat back on the chair and asked: "How did the other party know about me, and how did he know that you are friends with me?"

"I don't know, the other party didn't tell me this." Huang Qian spread his hands and said, "After all, he is my elder, how can I ask."

"besides--"

He pointed at Li Xuewu and reminded: "Don't you have a clear understanding of yourself? Do you still think that you are a platoon leader who has just returned from work?"

"Don't worry about the road ahead without friends. No one in the world will know you."

"Stop talking nonsense, you're not doing this right."

Li Xuewu waved his hand, looked at Huang Qian seriously and said: "If the other party is still waiting for your reply, just reply to him. If there is cooperation, you can contact Red Star Factory through formal channels."

"The door of Hongxing Factory's external cooperation is always open, and we welcome brother units in the industrial system from all over the country to visit us."

"What's the meaning?"

Huang Qian frowned slightly, looked at Li Xuewu and asked, "You should understand what the other party means by asking for it in private, right?"

"I understand, so this must be done."

Li Xuewu narrowed his eyes, nodded at him and said, "Don't talk about reputation. I am just an ordinary security cadre. There is no need to discuss matters beyond my one-third of an acre."

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On the weekend, the club actually held a salon.

The word "salon" is a literal translation and an imported word. It originally refers to the luxurious living room in the residence of the French upper class.

Since the 17th century, celebrities in Paris (mostly ladies and ladies) have often turned their living rooms into famous social places.

Most of the people who come in and out are dramatists, novelists, poets, musicians, painters, critics, philosophers and politicians, etc.

They had similar interests and gathered together, sipping drinks, listening to elegant music, and having long conversations without restraint.

Later, people called this form of gathering "salon", and it became popular in the cultural circles of Europe and the United States. The 19th century was its heyday.

The 19th century was a time when the Chinese learned from the foreigners and learned their skills to conquer the foreigners, and the Chinese people opened their eyes and began to see the world.

The awakened generation went to Europe to study, and while learning technology, culture, and ideas, they also brought this communication culture back to China.

An interesting historical fact is that our wife’s living room is familiar to us.

Although it is an irony in the opposite sense, it actually reflects the social form of intellectuals at that time.

After coming to China, the salon did not reinvent itself, but remained in the daily activities of intellectuals in a form that conformed to the characteristics of the times and culture.

With the development and progress of the times, this kind of social activity gradually expanded downwards and became a cultural feature.

Of course, the main foundation of the salon has not changed with the expansion.

Generally, only those with a high level of education or a certain social status can organize or participate.

Farmers in the village will never show up at the salon, let alone hold a salon.

Chatting and spanking in the village is certainly not a salon.

Salon still has a certain nature of conference, which mainly refers to a small-scale meeting with brief and informal topics, where outstanding individuals in the industry gather together for discussion.

Usually there are drinks, sweets and tea, or there are singing and dancing performances and other activities.

The authentic "salon" has the following characteristics:

1. Held regularly;

2. The time is night, because the light can often create a hazy, romantic beauty, arousing the interest, conversation and inspiration of the participants;

3. There are not many people, it is a small circle, usually celebrities;

4. Voluntary union, in twos and threes, on a wide range of topics, very elegant, free discussion, each expressing his or her own opinion;

5. There is usually a beautiful salon hostess.

There are two types of salons in the club. One is the dinner salon hosted by the Dongfeng Club, where most of the attendees are club members.
To be continued...