Men and women eating in the courtyard

People who are familiar with history may know that the British Empire before World War I was a real power.

What about before World War II?

Similarly, the influence of the British Isles even influenced most of the important negotiations in Europe.

Remember the joke Chamberlain told?

"This is the second time in our history that a glorious peace has been brought back to Downing Street from Germany."

Think about it, the mustache even has to be hypocritical and compromise.

Any force must listen to the opinions of the three islands during the communication and negotiation process.

Just like America in later generations, the hat of the world police is worn very crookedly... crooked like Redgood.

The influence of the British Empire in the world is enough to make it stand up straight and point fingers at any country.

However, after two wars, the British Empire finally...

The sun sets in the west - it's dark -

The ruling power of the colonies has declined one after another. After withdrawing troops from Turkey, it has become the fuse for the flag of independence to be raised in various places, and it also marks that the sky of the British Isles has darkened.

Looking at the world influence map of the British Empire before World War I, and then comparing it with the decline process along the way, it is not difficult to find that this is a timeline of economic contraction.

What is the direct manifestation of the decline of influence?

Previously, the British pound, a very strong currency in the world trade market, has completely become a toilet paper.

The decline of national strength has caused the international credit of the British pound to decline, and it is rolling down.

This decline is also called the British pound crisis.

Note that here we are talking about the British pound crisis, not the world economic crisis.

In fact, the British pound crisis has begun to shake since the UK abandoned the gold standard in September 1931.

Some people say that the British Empire is idle, why do you do British pound!

In fact, we can't simply blame Yingji. Starting from 1926, the more serious economic crisis that swept across capitalist countries in 1929 did not spare the British Empire.

The Great Depression from 1929 to 1931 led to gold outflows and a deficit in the balance of payments.

I won't talk about the specific reasons here, but what did Yingji do to deal with this situation?

That's right, she abandoned the gold standard.

Exchange rate fluctuations, open up the market, let funds flow, and start printing money.

The cost of paper and ink is so low, and when they are printed together, they become pounds, which is valuable, and then they can be bought.

Especially during the war, people all over the world are trying to save their property from depreciation.

With the credit support of old capitalist countries, everyone chose pounds as foreign exchange reserve funds.

The result is that Yingji is not a martial artist.

While pounds are being stored here, Yingji keeps printing money there.

The result is that the war is over, and the influence of the British Empire on the world economy is over.

The economic strength continues to decline, inflation worsens, the balance of payments is in a long-term deficit, capital outflows are serious, and foreign exchange reserves are sharply reduced, causing the credit of the pound to deteriorate.

Yingji was forced to announce a 30.5% devaluation of the pound on September 18, 1949, with the exchange rate against the US dollar dropping from 1 pound to 4.03 US dollars to 2.80 US dollars.

In other words, those bigwigs who pinched the pound almost jumped off the building on that day, and the whole sky was dark.

Yes, Yingji made the people of the world curse her.

Total assets shrunk by nearly one-third, and everyone would curse.

Do you know what currency devaluation means?

Imports decreased, commodity prices rose, capital fled, corporate competitiveness declined, consumer purchasing power declined, and residents' quality of life declined...

(Don't mess it up, I'm talking about Britain)

What a coincidence, what happened in 1949 happened again in 1967, and the pound depreciated for the second time.

The two devaluations have their similarities, both of which mean that Britain's position in international trade and finance has been further weakened.

Some people asked, after so many years, why hasn't the US dollar had this problem?

Because America is more fierce and vicious, they transferred the credit of the US dollar to the oil system.

I won't say much about this, let's talk about the pound.

The decline of the pound's influence has its objective reasons and its subjective reasons.

The pound is as arrogant as Master Yingji.

It is more like a regional currency than an international currency, and the relevant regions are the Commonwealth and the British Empire.

It is those newly independent former colonies that have continued the pound peg system and inherited the pound reserves, as well as the countries where the UK has stationed troops and oil companies.

(For example, Iran *does not obey* Lang and Kuwait *everyone obeys* Witt)

To put it more narrowly, in the vast majority of international transactions using the pound, one of the buyers or sellers is a resident of the pound area.

What an arrogant currency, it deserves to be slaughtered.

Li Xuewu remembers clearly that this year, Yingji announced a devaluation of 14.3% again on November 18, and the exchange rate against the US dollar dropped to 1 pound equal to 2.40 US dollars.

He remembers that history described the pound at that time like this: recognized as one of the most unstable and weakest currencies in Western countries.

Hong Kong City, as a pound trading area, if Li Xuewu does not collect the colonial taxes for so many years, can he be worthy of Yingji's decline and the novice gift package?

——

Yu Li teased Li Shu for a while, talked to Li Xuewu about work, and then went to the club.

Li Xuewu was lazy and didn't want to move. He finished what he had to say and didn't follow.

The whole morning passed by while he and Gu Ning chatted about family matters. He also had lunch in the back room.

In the afternoon, he drove himself to several teachers' homes, one to hand in homework, and the other to ask about the situation.

The school resumed classes, and the professors of the Iron and Steel College who taught him had to resume their normal teaching life.

He was alone, and it was not good to affect the professors' teaching arrangements, so he took the initiative to ask whether he could study with his classmates.

The professors had just received the school's notice and had not figured out the specific arrangements.

After giving him a lesson and leaving the corresponding homework, they asked him to wait for the notice.

When he could not attend the class and had to return to the classroom, he would be notified at that time.

These professors were also entrusted by Pei Dayu, the president of the Iron and Steel College, to give Li Xuewu a special lesson.

Even if he returned to the classroom, Li Xuewu would have to skip two grades. After all, he had not delayed his studies in the past two years.

After leaving the professor's house, Li Xuewu thought about his own learning career and felt happy.

He became a college student inexplicably, and made rapid progress, becoming the only successor of the professors.

From the beginning of 1966 to now, he has been blessed by nature. He has not stopped studying, and the professors have not stopped educating him.

Compared with those classmates whose names he could not remember, how could he not say that he was lucky.

He drove to visit the teacher and walked to Teacher Ran's house.

What? Teacher Ran is not a teacher?

Even if he is now the principal of Red Star Primary School, he can't be called Teacher Ran? ——

"Why are you here?"

Ran Qiuye looked at Li Xuewu standing at the door in surprise, and her face could not hide her excitement and joy.

Li Xuewu stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, teasing her and asked: "What's the matter? Don't you welcome me? Is your old man at home?"

"Go to hell——"

Ran Qiuye couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows were full of affection, and she glared at him with anger.

Almost anxious and deliberately reserved, she walked to the gate and opened the door for him.

"I went to the teacher's house to hand in my homework," Li Xuewu explained as he walked into the yard: "Then I thought about it again, it seems that Teacher Ran hasn't come here yet."

"Nonsense, why are you so unruly--"

Ran Qiuye blushed and pushed him, and the two stepped up the stairs together.

The house was very warm. As the principal of a primary school, she had no problem with her salary and welfare benefits, and she lived alone.

"Tea or water?"

Ran Qiuye started to work as soon as she entered the house. There was hot water on the stove, so she could make tea at any time.

She was wearing a tight white sweater, and the coat she had just worn when she went out was hung at the door, which made her look more beautiful at this moment.

Li Xuewu looked at the books in the bookcase on the wall and responded, "Whatever, the guest should follow the host's wishes."

"I'm not here for tea anyway."

"Please stop your childish jokes."

Ran Qiuye knew that he would definitely say that he was here to hand in his homework, which would be too embarrassing.

He made a cup of hot tea and brought it to the coffee table, and quickly picked up the books scattered on the sofa.

"The house is a bit messy, don't mind, just sit anywhere."

"It's okay, my study is also messy," Li Xuewu took out an English book from the bookshelf and flipped through a few pages, and responded: "Are these books left behind?"

"They are my father's collection, he was reluctant to part with them."

Ran Qiuye walked to Li Xuewu's side, looked at the old book in his hand, and introduced: "At that time, we really wanted to burn these books to avoid getting burned."

"But my parents couldn't bear to part with them, and they cried while reading them."

She said a few words in a somewhat bleak tone, turned her head to look at Li Xuewu and smiled slightly: "I also want to thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Li Xuewu closed the book in his hand, put it back to its original position, and asked casually.

"All, what you gave me--"

Ran Qiuye took the initiative to open her hands and hugged him who suddenly came to the door, a little surprised and a little surprised.

Li Xuewu stood in front of the bookshelf, looking at the bookshelves full of books and the elegant woman under the bookshelf.

"I believe that everything is arranged by fate," she raised her head slightly, looked into his eyes and said, "For me, it is the best arrangement."

"You can't numb yourself like this."

Li Xuewu hugged her body and said with a smile: "You have to think that I am me today, and I will not be me tomorrow."

"Everyone deserves a better life, rather than confining themselves to a certain period of time and closing themselves off."

"Do you think I am "The Man in the Shell"? "

Ran Qiuye hugged him and shook him, and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone: "I am an independent self."

"Of course, I certainly believe this."

Li Xuewu held her melon-seed face with both hands and kissed her, smiling and saying: "A new-age woman with independent thinking and literary and artistic foundation."

"You defined me so hastily?"

Ran Qiuye tightened her arms with some dissatisfaction, and asked back on his chest: "Except for being a new-age woman with independent thinking and literary and artistic foundation, I can't have other labels? What about you?"

"My teacher?" Li Xuewu asked with a smile.

This answer made Ran Qiuye very dissatisfied, and she said coquettishly: "I am your teacher? Why are you so disobedient?"

She shook Li Xuewu's body, and asked with affection in her eyes: "You like me to be your teacher? Can't I be your lover?"

"Of course, like a white rose in winter."

Li Xuewu smiled and stroked her gradually released affection, with that handsome face.

He lowered his head and said softly: "Teacher, hand in the homework--"

--

Do the residents of Sijiu City like to sleep on the bed or on the kang?

Who said they like to sleep? Stand up!

If we start from the time when the Manchus entered the Pass, the Manchu uncles actually prefer to sleep on the kang.

The reason why we say Manchu uncles is that in the past three hundred years, the last dynasty has the greatest impact on Sijiu City, right?

You said the Ming Dynasty, that was a matter of another life, and there is no evidence to study the sleeping situation of the Ming Dynasty people.

In the next thirty or forty years, all kinds of forces came in and out of Sijiu City, and people from all over the country came here.

Some people like to have a stove in the house, burn it warm, and then sleep on the bed.

Some people's hometown is in the north, and they hate the smell of coal smoke. The stove and the hearth are set up in the outer room, and they sleep on the kang.

You can't tell whether it is better to sleep on the bed or the kang. The strongest of these two is the most comfortable.

"Don't think about it. I'll just move to that room later."

Ran Qiuye had changed his clothes and came in from the inner room. Seeing that he was still looking at the collapsed bed, he said with some amusement: "I'll find someone to fix it later."

"How are you going to explain it to others?"

Li Xuewu stood up slowly, sighed and asked: "You jumped on the bed when you were free?"

"Go to you——"

Ran Qiuye blushed and said angrily: "What else do you need to explain? Just say it's broken?"

"Not rigorous, what if someone asks?"

Li Xuewu walked to He washed his face in the outer room, took the towel she handed him and said, "Just say that a child came home and broke it because of mischief."

"So you squatted there for a long time, thinking about this, right?"

Ran Qiuye was really convinced, raised her hand and patted him, saying, "Okay, okay, a child came home, mischievous..."

Just when she said this, she felt a little embarrassed and annoyed. What was going on? When she thought of the "mischief" of the two just now...

The solid wooden bed was bought for her by her father when she was a child. It was a very thick wooden bed, especially thick, thicker than Li Xuewu's face, and what was the result?

He insisted... That action, with a click, almost scared them.

"I'll ask someone to help you make a bed," Li Xuewu said with a smile after he had cleaned himself up, "Red brick cement board is definitely stronger than a wooden bed."

"Next time I come back, I'll let you sleep on the floor!"

Ran Qiuye was so embarrassed that she was at home. She glared at him and said, "Go, go--"

"I don't have many positions on the floor, so I really need Teacher Ran to teach me."

Li Xuewu smiled and put on his leather jacket with her help. He left the room after being hit by her.

"Didn't the old man and the old lady say they would come back to teach?"

"I asked, but they didn't want to come back," Ran Qiuye sent him to the door, hugged her arms and said, "They said they liked the nature and tranquility of the mountains."

"You can do whatever you want. The situation has eased, so it's okay to come back."

Li Xuewu nodded, looked at her and said, "I heard that you work very hard and are very responsible. Take care of yourself."

"If you don't leave, I'll keep you for dinner--"

Ran Qiuye likes his concern and likes to listen to his advice even more, but this love must be cherished.

Know when to stop, too much is as bad as too little.

She doesn't desire him, and knows that he doesn't belong to her. She is only sure that she can guarantee that she is his confidant.

Ran Qiuye doesn't want to be his stumbling block, to embarrass him and herself. She is more willing to be his stepping stone, to fulfill him and herself.

When he came, he said not to numb herself. Ran Qiuye didn't recognize fate, but him as a person.

With him, she has this life.

If the nothingness in front of her is like a dream bubble, she would rather immerse herself in this life he has given her.

At least she is happy now.

——

"Look at what this newspaper says!"

Li Xuecai sat on a chair, holding the newspaper in his hand diagonally and reading towards the light: "Instructions on Education Reform..."

"The school is still messy, no different from before."

Zhao Yafang peeled the orange in her hand, removed the skin on the petals, and fed them separately to Li Tang and Li Ning.

Although the two little guys have grown teeth, they still can't eat oranges with soft skin.

Li Tang was a bit silly, stretching his little hand to eat the orange peel. Somehow, he liked it.

The oranges were brought back by Li Xuewu. In previous years, eating this thing was almost a daydream.

But with the establishment of local offices of Red Star Factory and the completion of the trade network, the first batch of dividends has been realized.

Local specialties and cash crops were taken to Beijing by the special train of Red Star Factory and scattered everywhere.

Employees of Red Star Factory and its joint units can also eat fruits and dried fruits from thousands of miles away.

Zhao Yafang was reluctant to eat this precious thing, and even ate oranges carefully.

Even if Li Xuewu took boxes home, he had to take care of the old and the young.

The big devil Li Shu didn't need anyone's help, she held the orange and stuffed it into her mouth one by one.

The two younger brothers are still young, one in the arms of the aunt, and the other in the arms of the mother.

At this time in the afternoon, all the family members are back and talking together.

She likes this time the most, because she likes to talk, and everyone likes to listen to her.

The big devil with a strong desire to show off.

"What did the school say?"

Liu Yin came over and stood behind Li Shu to prevent her from falling off the chair.

She can't understand much about her son and daughter-in-law's work and studies, and she can only care so much.

Zhao Yafang did not look down on her mother-in-law, and explained patiently: "It's still the stage of restoring order. I help in the Academic Affairs Office, and Xuewen helps in the Student Affairs Office."

"The situation in our school is similar."

Li Xuecai saw that no one was listening to the newspaper he was reading, so he simply put it away and sighed and said: "More than 10 million people, what should we do?"

The more than 10 million people he mentioned refers to the backlog of students in the 66th, 67th, and 68th classes.

If they are not assigned, they will stay in school to study. These more than 10 million people have become a problem.

"I'll go back to school and take a look, okay~"

He shook his head helplessly and said, "There are more people in the whole school, and fewer people in our class."

"Some people who live far away are still on the way, but some are too old to come back, alas——"

"Good things take time, it's better to go to school than not to go to school."

Li Xuewu scalded a cup of hot tea and brought it to the old lady and mother, emphasizing, "Your matter will wait."

He looked at his eldest brother who had been silent all the time and asked, "Brother, what do you think?"

"What else can I think of?" Li Xuewen said with a little regret in his tone, "Just do whatever you want."

"Those people in the school didn't bother you anymore, did they?" Liu Yin asked with concern, "If it doesn't work, then..."

Please...you...collect_6_9_book_bar (六//九//书//吧)

What, she couldn't say, she couldn't ruin her son's career and stop him from working, right?

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "If you are impatient with the things in the school, just report to the Red Star Factory Research Institute. Anyway, it is also cooperating with your school."

"Change from a staff position to a researcher. If you really don't want to give up your teacher status, just go as a seconded employee. If you want to teach, you can go back."

He pointed in the direction of Zhao Yafang and said, "Sister-in-law is more suitable for working in the school, better than you."

Li Xuewen had no opinion or resistance to his brother's words. He also knew that he was too lazy to deal with those people and things. If he were to say, the first prison would be the best.

It's just that the first prison and the school have no cooperation, and he has no reason to stay there and not report back to school.

But there is still a discount to go to the Red Star Factory Research Institute. It is always a bit inappropriate for his brother to be there.

This is his psychological burden. If he slacks off and causes gossip, and then causes trouble for Xuewu, it will be worth it.

"Let's see what the school has to say."

Li Xuewen thought about it, but still declined his brother's opinion, saying, "The school won't let you go at this time."

"That's fine, you decide for yourself."

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Our factory has set up an aircraft research institute. If you are interested, come and have a look. I'll let Jingrong handle the formalities for you at the school."

He had said it all, and there was no need to say more.

Whether to go or not is actually not up to the eldest brother. This mushroom has a bit of a choice phobia.

Well, the eldest sister-in-law is here. As long as she understands it, the couple can chat about it in the evening.

——

Two years have passed quietly since Li Xuewu came back.

Time passed too quickly, in the blink of an eye.

The population of the Li family has increased, and the person who presides over the meeting has changed. The younger generation has begun to take charge.

Li Shunjiu is busy with the project of planting and developing Chinese herbal medicines in the mountains, and the people in charge of the family are Li Xuewu and Zhao Yafang.

The things discussed by the uncle and the sister-in-law are basically settled. Others cannot see the whole picture, nor can they say the whole picture.

Li Xuewen also knew that he was just an attendee and had no say, so he just became a hands-off boss.

After talking about school for a while, the family talked about their respective jobs and children.

It was Li Xuewu who started it again, starting with the eldest sister-in-law going to work, and talking about whether to let his mother come back to help take care of the children.

"Why do you think of one thing after another?"

Zhao Yafang glanced at him, and then said to her mother-in-law: "Wait until the school is done, and clean up the dormitory over there, it will be convenient for the old lady to go to school with me."

Liu Yin actually didn't know what her son was thinking, and she was also confused at this moment, looking at Li Xuewu and not understanding what he meant.

"It's too much trouble, the old lady can't take care of it alone," Li Xuewu explained: "It's better to let mom come back, grandma is old after all."

"I don't have much, what can't I take care of," the old lady said while sitting on the kang: "In winter, it's just a little hard to go upstairs, nothing else."

"Mom will come back to take care of the family."

Gu Ning wanted to explain, but she was tongue-tied, so she could only look at Li Xuewu and say.

Li Xuewu explained to his mother in a gentle voice: "You go home and take care of Li Tang with my grandmother. You can also help take care of Li Shu during the day. I will pick her up and drop her off when I go to and from get off work."

"Jingru will take care of Li Ning at home, so it will be fine and you don't have to worry about the family."

At this time, Zhao Yafang was not easy to talk to. The discussion was about helping her take care of the children.

My grandma is over sixty, and my mother-in-law is over forty. It is the time when the children are crawling and naughty, and they have to be looked after by one person, which is very tiring.

Li Shu is a little older and only plays in the house. There are no people in the front and backyard, so she is easy to take care of.

"I told Xuewu this morning," Gu Ning said while everyone was pondering, "I was thinking about my sister-in-law going to work, and my mother must be thinking about her family."

"Don't I miss you when you go to work?"

Liu Yin sighed, looked at the three grandchildren at hand, and asked with a helpless smile: "Is this called the trouble of happiness?"

"Hehehe——" Li Xuecai chuckled a little heartlessly: "If we wait another two years, we will..."

He only said half of what he said before he was pushed back by Ji Yuxiu, whose face was red with embarrassment and standing behind him.

Everyone looked at the young couple and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Listening to the meaning in their mother's words, they already agreed, and Li Xuewu and Gu Ning also felt settled.

I am really afraid that my mother will be too worried, but I am also afraid that she will miss her child. This is a solution to both problems.

We didn't eat dinner at home in the evening. After the family meeting, before it got dark, the family drove back in the car.

In the winter months, darkness equals cooling, and sunlight is synonymous with temperature to the earth.

Compared with later generations, the temperature in the capital was very low, with temperatures reaching minus 11 or 12 degrees Celsius.

If there is a very cold weather, it can reach minus 20 degrees, which is rare in the Northeast in later generations.

The cold weather is not necessarily a bad thing, at least there are fewer young people wandering around on the streets.

Li Xuewu looked out of the car window and saw that these young people could dance around for another year at most, at most.

This coming year...

——

"This is made of peanuts, this is made of melon seeds, this is made of sesame chips..."

In the conference room, the officials from the Economic Office distributed snacks to the factory leaders.

At the same time, the person in charge of the food factory was making introductions.

"Zheng Xudong, okay -"

Cheng Kaiyuan fiddled with the table of snacks in front of him, smiled and praised him: "What an idea!"

"It's the leaders' suggestion," Zheng Xudong, the person in charge of the food factory, replied with a smile, "I just did some management work."

Jing Yunong glanced at him without saying anything. He looked at the snacks in front of him but didn't do anything.

She had brought this person up, but she didn't expect him to have a pair of white eyes.

What are the good suggestions from leaders?

As far as she knew, the categories and development of these snacks were mostly planned and given by Li Xuewu.

I mentioned earlier that reports from food factories must carry Li Xuewu’s name to ensure that the application materials can be recognized by the leadership.

Now there is news from the factory that some key positions in the factory will be adjusted at the end of the year.

Among them were those from the security team, no matter how specific they were, it was self-evident as to who they were.

Although on the surface she was not hypocritical towards Li Xuewu, and there were even rumors that the two had conflicts, she was very concerned about Li Xuewu.

Some gossips say they have noses and eyes. Who would believe that no one is behind it?

"Okay, the food factory has finally started production," Cheng Kaiyuan, who is now in charge of the tertiary industry, smiled like a fat man and praised with a smile: "It has lived up to expectations. Congratulations."

"I came here today mainly to ask the leaders to criticize and give more opinions to our food factory."

With a reserved smile on his face, Zheng Xudong took the initiative and said: "This batch of snacks will be supplied to the supply and marketing system for the time being, and adjustments will be made after waiting for feedback."

He couldn't help but glance at Deputy Director Jing, coughed slightly and continued: "The ultimate goal is to supply export orders, and the main destination is the port city."

"Small snacks, big business-"

Li Huaide walked in from the door with Li Xuewu and said this after hearing Zheng Xudong's introduction.

Li Xuewu glanced at the conference table as he passed by.

Of course, he also received Deputy Director Jing’s glance, did he have a password?

"What the hell is this?"

After Li Huaide sat down, he let Li Haiyang put away the notebook and teacup in front of him, picked up a tube of snacks, looked at them, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be hawthorn slices."

"The packaging is a bit bad, but the taste is pretty good."

Li Xuewu took it and opened it, gave half of it to Lao Li, and stuffed a few pieces into his mouth to taste.

Li Huaide looked at the half-tube of hawthorn slices in his hand and smiled helplessly, thinking that no one would treat me like a child except you. I really thank you for sharing the snack with me.

"Paper packaging is conducive to the preservation of hawthorn slices," Zheng Xudong was afraid of Li Xuewu's arrival and his opinions, so he quickly explained: "We are also helpless."

“It’s not that paper packaging can’t be used.”

Li Xuewu raised the hawthorn slice in his hand and said, "Look, what kind of paper is this?"

"The paper I burned at the grave earlier is better than this, right?"

He put down the snacks in his hand, drooped his eyelids and said, "Let's change the packaging. This paper will definitely not work."

"Ask more and experiment more."

Cheng Kaiyuan smiled and smoothed things over: "Zheng Xudong, you should go to a tea shop or a steamed bun shop."

He turned to Li Huaide and said, "This wrapping paper is indeed a problem. Kraft paper is stronger and more beautiful."

"Well, it's a small problem. I still didn't pay attention to the details."

Li Huaide looked at the wrapping paper in his hand carefully and said nonchalantly: "Let's go down and coordinate with the packaging factory."

"I understand, I'll do it when I get down, leader."

Zheng Xudong nodded quickly when he saw that the leaders did not pursue the matter, and expressed his attitude.

Li Xuewu flipped through the snacks on the table and picked up a few questions to talk about.

Trademark, packaging, taste, shelf life...

He didn't save face for Zheng Xudong, but he didn't mean to embarrass him.

Of course, he didn't know what the other party thought of him, but this was work, and who had the leisure to joke with him.

No matter who he stood behind, the work that should be done must be done completely, otherwise it would be the face and money of the Red Star Factory that would be lost.

Cheng Kaiyuan defended him, Li Xuewu could naturally see that he didn't think of standing up for Jing Yunong because she was offended.

If it was private, Li Xuewu really wouldn't say it so bluntly. In the meeting room, the other party took the initiative to ask them for their opinions, so they said whatever they should say.

Li Xuewu's openness and honesty never requires any explanation or emphasis.

Finally, when Zheng Xudong left, his face was covered with sweat, because Li Xuewu brought him back to his original form with just one sentence.

"Leave professional matters to professionals, this is the case for management and technology, don't give blind orders."

No one knows who he scolded, anyway, there was more than one person with a cold face in the meeting.

——

"Leader, I..."

In Cheng Kaiyuan's office, Zheng Xudong complained a little aggrievedly: "I didn't offend him."

"What are you talking about?"

Cheng Kaiyuan glanced at him, waved his hand impatiently, and motioned him to sit down and talk.

"What do you mean by offending? Isn't Deputy Director Li talking about the actual situation? Isn't it good for you?"

He threw a cigarette over and emphasized again: "Your subjective consciousness is not good, it's very dangerous."

Zheng Xudong took the cigarette that the leader had just thrown over and it was not right to smoke it, and it was not right not to smoke it.

After scolding and trying to win him over, he really couldn't figure out what the leader meant.

It was Deputy Director Jing who transferred him from the Finance Department to the Food Factory as Deputy Director.

Of course, he was very grateful for Deputy Director Jing's support, but things have changed. Now Deputy Director Cheng is in charge of the tertiary industry.

You can't let him ignore the olive branch from his supervisor and miss the old leader's old feelings, right?

Besides, he consciously works for the Red Star Factory and the organization, and he is very open.

So in the meeting room today, facing Deputy Director Jing's attitude and eyes, he dodged and endured.

But he didn't expect that the factory leaders' initial praises changed after Deputy Director Li came in, and he became the target of verbal criticism.

More importantly, the opinions that Deputy Director Li said were all practical and useful.

Everyone knows that he is not deliberately making trouble.

But can't these opinions be said in advance?

When the food industry development plan was formulated, it was Deputy Director Li who directly participated.

The snacks placed in front of the leaders today are still projects designed and formulated by Deputy Director Li.

Why didn't they make corresponding requests when they did all this?

Now that the design is out and it's exposed in front of the leaders, it makes them look incompetent.

Zheng Xudong felt a little aggrieved. When he came out, his face was very ugly. He was called over by Deputy Director Cheng. He only complained a little, but he was scolded so much.

In fact, Cheng Kaiyuan really didn't intend to scold him, or he was too lazy to say it.

It's just that he just took control of the tertiary industry and officially hired people, so he didn't like Zheng Xudong.

However, everyone knows the principle of buying horse bones with a thousand gold coins, and he can't be without direct influence.

I didn't expect the other party to be so unbearable. He couldn't stand it just because he made a few more comments or suggestions.

"Don't complain, don't grumble, you are a cadre of the food factory--"

Cheng Kaiyuan patiently taught him: "How dare you say that the products produced by your factory have no shortcomings?"

"Then tell me, are the situations that Deputy Director Li said true?"

Seeing Zheng Xudong lowering his head and not speaking, he glanced at him and said: "Deputy Director Li is very capable of economic work, and it is rare for him to really give you suggestions."

"How many departments are begging him to give advice, and they can't even get a number if they want to line up."

"Yes, I thought wrong, leader."

Zheng Xudong also knows that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

If he offends Deputy Director Jing and then Deputy Director Cheng, he will not have to work in the food factory.

At this time, he accepted what Deputy Director Cheng said about him, not to mention that the leader's words could not be refuted.

"Don't take your job as a joke."

Cheng Kaiyuan lit the cigarette in his hand, threw it to the other side, and said, "It was originally a good thing."

"In the end, you look at what Deputy Director Li said in the conference room. Director Li is also listening."

He knocked on the table and reminded: "The leader has seen all your attitudes, how can I say you are good?"

"Are you stupid? Are you a young man who just started working?"

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to explain, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, correct it if there is something wrong, and encourage it if there is nothing wrong. Cultivate your state of mind more."

He flipped through the documents in his hand, took a puff of cigarette and said, "I don't care what your opinions are, go back and make good corrections according to what Deputy Director Li said."

"Just as you reported, we will test the supply and marketing system first, and then open up the foreign trade market."

Cheng Kaiyuan looked at him seriously and said, "I have made it clear to you that domestic trade and foreign trade are two completely different things. You must ensure food safety."

He pointed at the other party and said, "If something goes wrong, it must be you, the management, who are responsible."

"And I will also bear joint management responsibility."

"Understood, I will definitely take responsibility seriously."

In terms of responsibility, the Red Star Factory's office and office management system has been implemented for more than a year.

The relevant responsibilities are clearly divided, especially for food safety. Whoever is responsible for the area will be found if something goes wrong.

In addition, the supervisor must bear management responsibility, and the management committee will also hold him accountable.

After sending Zheng Xudong away, Cheng Kaiyuan talked for a while, muttered a word of waste in his heart, called the secretary in, and asked about the situation of the Foreign Affairs Office.

The main thing is that on the 15th of this month, a trade fair will be held in Yangcheng. At the earliest at the end of the month and at the latest by next month, a trade tour group will come to Yangcheng.

Some foreign businessmen came last year, but most of them came this year because of its reputation.

The production scale of Red Star Factory this year is much different from that of last year, including the Trade Management Center, which can accommodate more foreign purchases.

By truly connecting with international businessmen and using Gangcheng Dongfang Trade as a bridge, Red Star Factory has really gone international.

Jing Yunong is keeping an eye on this matter, and he is also keeping an eye on these foreign businessmen.

From this month to next month, there will be an investigation team from above to investigate the performance of the leadership team of Red Star Factory.

Those who have been able to show off recently are also plus points, and they must be these foreign businessmen.

If he can really win a few big projects, no matter how the situation changes in the future, his position in Red Star Factory will become more and more stable.

After gaining a firm foothold, he also has to shake it.