Li Xuewu nodded at Huang Gan and said, "You are so unobtrusive. If people hear what you say, you must have a problem."

After speaking, he clicked on the chess pieces that Huang Gan was packing and said, "The engraving machine can not only carve this, it can also carve mahjong."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said: "There is a man named Liu Haizhong in our hospital who likes to play mahjong. He spent sixty kilograms of food stamps to get one pair. That one is the most valuable."

Huang Gan frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "Isn't Mahjong made of ceramic? Does it have anything to do with the engraving machine?"

"Who told you that mahjong has to be made of ceramic?"

Li Xuewu knocked on the chessboard at hand and said, "Can't it be made of hardwood?"

Not only does Liu Haizhong's house have mahjong in the courtyard house, but there is also mahjong in the reverse side house, but it's bamboo bone mahjong, which is quite old.

Nowadays, no one prohibits playing mahjong, and no one prohibits playing poker. The entertainment at this time is just these two. Young people like to play Go, which is made of glass, and adults like to play poker and mahjong.

As long as big gambling is not involved, few people will be punished or arrested for this.

Even in the future, there is no ban on playing poker, and the portraits of those people are printed on the playing cards.

Li Xuewu came today not just to see Huang Gan's baby, but also to see what he told Wang Xiaoqin and the others last weekend.

"Later, you can talk to Lao Biaozi and come up with some new tricks in mahjong, poker and chess. You can produce them and sell them. We will have a happy cooperation."

"Hey, you really said it!"

Huang Qian threw the last chess piece into the carton, pointed at Li Xuewu and said, "Huaqing has said that they will send a few more printing machines to form a relatively complete printing workshop. They said that the printing environment here is good.

The quality is good and the level of confidentiality is also high.”

"Hey! What's this?"

Huang Qian looked at Li Xuewu and complained: "It's such a blessing to do printing in the prison. Don't worry, I will become a typical example here in the future."

He muttered in his mouth, put out his cigarette in the ashtray, and said: "One of the machines that will be shipped is one that can print poker cards. It's the latest machine. I don't know what I'm thinking about."

But Li Xuewu knew what Hua Qing was thinking, and he was so decisive that he began to transfer the hardware, and maybe other things as well.

When he thought of this, Li Xuewu's eyes couldn't help but light up, and there was something on his face that even Huang Qian could feel his cunning smile.

"What the hell are you laughing at?"

Huang Qian stared, and put the cigarette case and lighter on the table into his pocket. At the same time, he asked: "I haven't asked you yet, aren't you going to work today? Why do you have time to come to my place?"

Li Xuewu looked at Huang Qian who forcefully changed the subject, curled his lips and said: "Protect it well, maybe I can get it back anytime."

After speaking, he rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I've got some money for you, do you want it?"

"Yes, why not?"

Huang Gan stood up very simply, kicked the chess box at his feet under the coffee table, went to the tea cabinet to pick up a thermos bottle, and walked back. As he walked, he said: "You are my God of Wealth. If you say you will give me money, then

I’m just here to give you money.”

Li Xuewu shook his chin and looked at the man pouring hot water for himself. He could only say: "This printing and papermaking does not require many people. The rest of the people are idle. I will find some skills for you."

Workers, come and teach them to do manual work."

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then continued: "First there is a cobbler and a tailor, and then there are those who tie palace lanterns, those who make enamel filigree, those who tie buttons, those who embroider jade, those who tie silk flowers, those who make kites...

"

"Wait! Wait! Du~~!"

Huang Gan stared at Li Xuewu and said, "What are you doing? Where do you think I am? A circus or Liulichang? What are these?"

"wrong!"

Huang Qian seemed to understand something. He looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "The membership benefits you and Wang Xiaoqin mentioned about co-authorship come from me?!"

"What if?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said, "I only have a cobbler I know and a tailor I know. You can't do much even if you tire them to death!"

"Say no more!"

Li Xuewu clicked on the window and said: "You have locked up so many people here, and they have nothing to eat every day? You can't think about their lives after they go out?!"

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Huang Gan looked at Li Xuewu with a shocked expression on his face: "Are these things made to give us money?"

"You are obsessed with money!"

Li Xuewu raised his chin and said: "Money, money, money, you know money, and you don't even think about it. Is it free for me to hire a master to teach? I give them materials to learn, thinking that they will have a skill after they go out."

,Doesn’t this cost money?”

"Yes, I gained something"

Just when Huang Qian wanted to refute, Li Xuewu asked again: "Did I take these things myself? Isn't it to raise money for the club? To raise funds?"

After saying that, he didn't care about Huang Gan's expression and waved his hand: "Don't take money too seriously. You have already earned enough. We not only want to improve the living environment and treatment of the guards, but also improve the lives of the detainees."

Treatment and management measures”.

"What is the best, most excellent management?"

"It's education! Let them have the skills to eat when they go out, be good people, and don't make mistakes again."

Li Xuewu pointed at Huang Gan and said: "If someone comes to inspect and only watches the detainees working without seeing their learning and transformation, do you think you are doing the right thing?"

"no……!"

Huang Gan pointed at Li Xuewu and said, "You asked me to do this papermaking and printing!"

"yes!"

Li Xuewu admitted it frankly, but added: "At that time, I didn't expect that you would do so well, and I didn't expect that it would attract the attention of the superiors. I am not here to give you a solution.

Well!"

"What the hell..."

Huang Qian was really speechless. He didn't believe that Li Xuewu didn't know what would happen if he did this before. He was really blinded by money. He was really a mouse serving as a bridesmaid for a cat. He wanted money at his own risk.

Why did you just believe what this bastard said? Not only did he get something out of hard-earned money, but you also had to help him with other things.

Not to mention whether he paid for the help or not, I still had a lot of reasons to tell myself that I had to thank him!

"To encourage people to do good, you are a person with a chance."

Li Xuewu curled his lips and said: "When I first saw you, you were a kind person. You see, you are just that now. You lead all the people in production and improve the living standards of all people. Now you respond to the call of the document and engage in study.

Build a small factory."

Having said this, Li Xuewu stood up and patted the angry Huang Gan on the shoulder and said: "Comrade Huang Gan, I am very optimistic about you!"

"Fuck you! I think you're quite kind!"

Huang Qian was so angry that he cursed, glared at Li Xuewu and said, "I want to take a good look at you too!"

"What a coincidence!"

Li Xuewu spread his hands and said: "Your wooden chess box looks ugly. Lao Biaozi and the others are building a can factory. Later, they will build a packaging box factory at the steel rolling mill. I will help you make metal boxes."

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"real?"

When Huang Gan saw Li Xuewu asking for help, the anger on his face instantly dissipated a lot, and he said: "Mahjong actually also needs packaging boxes."

“Okay, no problem”

"If poker had a metal box..."

"Metal is also suitable for ashes, do you want it?"

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"Hey, it's Director Li! Are you here to pick up Gu Ning?"

Li Xuewu was standing by the security room at the entrance of the hospital, lighting a cigarette, when he heard someone greeting him.

He quickly put out the match in his hand, took out the cigarette from his mouth, and raised his head.

Li Xuewu looked at the female doctor standing in front of him and said with a smile: "You are Sister Lan, right? You opened the door to Gu Ning last time."

"Wow, your memory is really amazing."

This person named Sister Lan was the doctor sitting at the desk next to the door. She opened the door for Li Xuewu the first time he came to see Gu Ning and the subsequent times.

Zhang Xiulan recognized Li Xuewu because of the scars on Li Xuewu's face. When Li Xuewu came to see Gu Ning, she was most impressed. Later, people in the department even speculated about what this young man did.

She was on duty on the day of Gu Ning's wedding, so she didn't go there, but she imitated her colleagues who went there. Oh my god, it was scary.

Although we got married in a compound, the pomp and circumstance of the wedding was indeed respectable. When my colleagues described it, they were envious and sighed at the same time.

The young man who was initially thought to be a driver turned out to be a deputy director and a fighting hero who returned from the south.

That's not all. According to what colleagues learned from the wedding, this young man is only twenty years old, but his identity is already the deputy director of the security department of the Red Star Rolling Mill, and he is also the deputy director in charge of public security here in Dongcheng.

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To be continued...