"Is Changli a junior high school culture?"

After Li Xuewu finished speaking, the fourth and fifth brothers said that, he looked at Zhou Changli again, and asked with a smile: "Have you finished reading?"

"Those who are scrambled, they are all scrambled."

Zhou Changli pinched the cigarette in his hand with a little embarrassed look and came back to his senses from his meditation.

He laughed and said, "I am not as good as you, nor is there a good wife like Brother Biao, nor does it have the perseverance of Yongcheng them."

"I am now in charge of personnel management with Sister Zhou. I just found some tricks and am still learning."

"Well, it depends on personal pursuits, and on personal abilities and potential."

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "I am not forcing you to study and become a talent, but I want you to have greater development."

"If you enter the factory, you don't have to think about it. What you do now is not bad for food and drink, it's not less than what you earn than the unit, right?"

"That's, that's-"

Zhou Changli smiled and nodded and said, "Last time I went back to Beijing, a neighbor yelled to my dad that his son earned 32 yuan a month after he became a regular."

"My father is honest and doesn't care about anything he says. I'm so angry that I gave my father five hundred dollars in front of the other party when I left."

The personnel work at the recycling station is in charge of Zhou Yamei's hands, and Zhou Changli is the one who helped her.

Compared to Zhou Yamei sitting at home and working, Zhou Changli not only had to run more places, but also had to go on the boat for inspection.

Sometimes I would recruit workers from all over the place, give wages to workers' homes, etc., which is very hard.

So Lao Biaozi set him a salary for him not low, and there are some subsidies for traveling with the boat.

It’s like buying horse bones for a wealthy family, setting an example for the boys who came to the capital.

There have been fewer people coming to the capital in the past few months, and the people on the boat have already recruited them.

Li Xuewu told Ji Weidong that he had made contact with the maritime department and recruited many retired naval soldiers.

Dongfeng Shipping is a serious unit and all the treatment is very suitable. Of course, there are conditions to resettle these people.

What's more, the investigation department endorses it here, and the relationship between it is clear without investigation.

Li Xuewu could see that Zhou Changli still had some youthful passion, but there was not much left.

As you see more worlds, experience more people and things, and make more money, people will become mature.

"Save some money and get some houses in the capital city and hurry up and arrange them."

He nodded, not caring about his complacent sensation of showing off his wealth, but instead reminded him: "There is only an old father in the family to support you, you are the most promising child."

"Hey, you think of me," Zhou Changli also became slick. He said with a smile: "Give me this opportunity to have a future with Brother Biao."

"It's okay, brother--"

Lao Biaozi finished teasing the fourth and fifth brothers, and then patted Zhou Changli on the shoulder and said, "You work hard this year, and I will marry another sister-in-law for you next year."

"Okay, marry too few, marry three-"

It was a coincidence that Mai Qinglan, who was in confinement, walked over with a plate of watermelon.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! She also ignored Lao Biaozi's sudden change of face and flattering smile, and said a few words to Li Xuewu and others who were holding their smiles.

When he walked back, he glanced at Lao Biaozi and said, "Get four, we can save three missing one, right?"

"Look at you, we are having fun, you can get involved in everything-"

It is really a embarrassment for Lao Biaozi to show his momentum to be the leader and to explain the words humbly.

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“Is the coachman’s plan going well?”

When Lao Biaozi and his family were sent out, Li Xuewu took advantage of Zhou Yamei and the others to greet him and stood by the car and asked more questions.

Lao Biaozi glanced at the family and replied softly: "It's very smooth. Raising chickens is just to lay eggs. I know how to choose."

"Not afraid of spending money, but don't fatten up."

Li Xuewu patted his big-breasted brother's arm and taught him seriously, "If you are fat, you will fly, and if you are flying away, you will be useless."

"They will never starve to death, but they won't eat enough," he said with a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes, "This place is not easy to mess around. Don't be vague when it's time to take action. Be sure to pay attention to safety."

"I understand, I'm cherishing my life-"

Lao Biaozi smiled and said, "When the child gets older, I'll let Qinglan take the child back to Beijing to live. I'm relieved."

"Don't say scary things, I don't need you to take the risk and go desperately."

Li Xuewu glared at him and whispered: "You must protect and isolate yourself, and don't cause any trouble."

"I understand, I'm ready to carry the thunder, so I'm away from me."

Lao Biaozi is not stupid either. This job is not the first day, so he is prepared.

He whispered: "People are in Fengcheng, and they rely solely on one line to contact each other. I know where his home is."

"That's good--"

Li Xuewu looked at his big-breasted brother, patted his arm again and said, "A man with family, think about his relatives more often, don't act recklessly."

"Yeah, don't worry," Lao Biaozi smiled and said, "Why do you give me a code name for the thunder in my hand?"

He said with a wicked smile: "It's quite interesting. When we chat in private, we say that you are the most professional."

"I'm just talking nonsense, right?"

Li Xuewu patted his big fat face with a funny look, opened the car door with a smile, and signaled to the upstairs and said, "Since you don't know what Emei Peak means, then it's called Emei Peak."

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"Uncle, I like the storybook you gave me."

When I returned to Guanshan Road Villa in the evening, Fu Zhidong was still very excited. Today was really a surprise.

When my mother came to the kindergarten to pick her up in the afternoon, she said that her uncle came from the capital and would take them to Uncle Biao’s house tonight.

He was already very happy when his uncle came. When he heard that he could still go out to play, he was even more happy.

When he came back tonight, when his uncle took out the gift he brought to him from the car, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

There are two big boxes of comic strips, and a storybook with illustrations, many, and a big box of snacks.

Those snacks were the kind he had never seen before, and even the supply and marketing cooperatives did not have them.

He was so happy that he lay on the sofa in the living room, lying on his uncle's lap, looking at the storybook in his hand.

It's a bit like dreaming, he wants to laugh.

"The project carried out by Guodong and the First Prison Office."

Seeing that Zhou Yamei had helped her get her foot wash, Li Xuewu explained while taking off her socks: "The whole set has not been printed yet, this is only part of it."

"After all the prints are published, I will get it for you."

After explaining to Zhou Yamei, he made a promise to his godson.

Fu Zhidong was naturally happy that Uncle brought him a gift. He jumped up with a smile and wanted to wash his uncle's feet.

"Read the book," Zhou Yamei took Li Xuewu's socks and said to her son: "When you finish washing your feet, you should go to bed."

"I want to watch it for a while-"

Fu Zhidong begged in his voice: "Uncle finally made a comeback, I have to stay with him for a while."

"Uncle is here tomorrow. You won't go to kindergarten tomorrow?"

Zhou Yamei was in the bathroom and looked back at her son and said, "I'm sleeping late, I can't get up tomorrow morning."

"I'll get up—"

Fu Zhidong squeezed to his godfather a little stubbornly, and he still pinched the storybook in his hand.

"When I finish washing my feet, my uncle will accompany you to read a book upstairs."

Li Xuewu smiled and touched his godson's head, and whispered in his ear: "If you don't bring your mother, just let's do it."

"good--"

Fu Zhidong smiled in surprise, then opened the story book and pointed it to his godfather and said, "Then you tell me the story."

"No problem, I'm the best storyteller."

Li Xuewu deliberately said softly: "Let's talk until you fall asleep."

"hey-hey--"

Fu Zhidong, who got the promise, couldn't help laughing, turned over from the sofa, and squeezed Li Xuewu into the basin with his little feet.

"Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little boy's voice was crisp, at the age of being a joke.

In the past, there was inevitably depression as my mother lived.

But after the separation from his own father, the child seemed to have transformed.
To be continued...