The next day.
When several members of the Li family went to work, they met Yan Fugui in front of the courtyard. Yan Fugui had long lost the arrogant aura he had just gone to the Li family last night and greeted the several members of the Li family frequently.
"Yes, old Yan Fugui knows how to advance and retreat."
Father Li commented while sitting behind his son's bicycle.
Li Ming smiled after hearing this, "This Yan Fugui is also a teacher after all, so he is certainly not stupid. I guess he just lost his head some time ago."
"If it were Zhongyuan Shazhu's temperament, he would dare to touch others, but this Yan Fugui is not good enough."
The father and son talked and laughed all the way, and then separated when they arrived at the steel rolling mill.
The three-stock office of the rolling mill.
Li Ming pushed the door open and came closer. Sure enough, the smoke and mist inside made it look like a fairyland.
Li Ming walked to the only window and opened it, "What's going on?"
"I'm not so depressed when I see you smoking on weekdays!"
The few people who were smoking silently raised their eyes and looked at Comrade Li Ming without saying much.
Xu Qiang, who was still sitting behind the desk, spoke up, "Let them collect some food early."
"In the end, one or two people went to the countryside to look for widows. They had a lot of fun, and the food they wanted to harvest at home was confiscated."
After Xu Qiang finished speaking, he glared at some salted fish.
"If that doesn't work, go to the pigeon market and take a look. Although the quantity isn't much, you can stock up on more if you go there a few times. It's just a matter of more or less."
Li Ming said casually.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Tian responded in a muffled voice, "We can only go to the pigeon market. We didn't collect food when we went to the countryside before, and there was nothing to eat in the countryside."
Suddenly, the usually bustling Sangu office was quiet. As for Li Ming taking out the food in the space for takeout? That is the way to die. Even if you kill Comrade Li Ming, you can't openly sell it. You can only continue to hoard it and wait until next year to go to the pigeon market to sell it slowly. Anyway, it won't expire if you throw it in the warehouse. .
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Afternoon, Sangu office.
Li Ming couldn't stand the moaning and groaning people inside, so he started talking.
"I'm going fishing, do you want to go? At least you can catch your breath."
"No, you can go."
"We still have to think of a way."
"Mingzi, go on your own."
"Okay, then I'll go by myself." Seeing that no one was following him, he was very happy. He picked up the bucket and fishing rod, got on his bicycle and headed straight for the Jinshui River.
On the way, Li Ming saw many people with good looks. Although most people were in the same situation before, they were still full of energy. Now that this is happening, everyone looks quite worried. This is It’s not the time of serious disaster yet.
Shaking his head, Li Ming parked the bicycle at the same spot, locked it, and then leisurely carried the fishing gear to the old fishing spot by the Jinshui River.
"Hey, old man, you come here every day!" Li Ming saw from a distance that Old Man Zhang was fishing alone with a fishing rod, and the two gate gods were still following him.
When Old Man Zhang heard Li Ming's voice, he got up from his horse and quickly greeted Secretary Li.
"Hurry, go back quickly, let Xiao Liu drive, and quickly pick up my granddaughter, hehe."
"Last time, my granddaughter asked me to meet this guy."
Secretary Li ran to the roadside after receiving the order.
After a while, Li Ming came over with a question mark on his face, "No, why did your secretary see me running around today?"
"Does he owe me money? Or what!"
Old man Zhang didn't care when he heard Li Ming's words were unclear, "Hey, I remembered something happened and asked him to go back."
"Tsk, tsk, you've already retired and you have so much to do! You can't let people take a break!"
Li Ming opened his mouth to attack Old Man Zhang while packing up his fishing gear.
Old man Zhang didn't care at all, just minding his own business and enjoying himself.
This aroused Li Ming's curiosity. He raised his head and looked at the guard surnamed Wang next to old man Zhang, "Hey, is your old man stupid?"
"Would you like to take him to have a look at his head?"
Li Mingshun pointed at Old Man Zhang's head, and the guard surnamed Wang almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
Seeing that these two people ignored him, Li Mingle raised his hand and started fishing.
"Hey, Ichijo!"
"Another one!"
"Hey, a bastard is here today!"
Not long after Li Ming arrived at the river, he caught the fish that Old Man Zhang couldn't catch in a week.
He lowered his head and counted the big treasures in the bucket, "Tsk, that's enough, we're done today."
"I didn't expect it to be quite fast today, haha."
"Old man Zhang, I'm back! You can fish slowly by yourself~"
As soon as these words came out, Old Man Zhang immediately became anxious. Without him, his granddaughter hasn't arrived yet. If Li Ming leaves when his precious granddaughter arrives, the old man's trouble today will not be in vain!
"No, no! Stay a little longer and chat with me, an old man."
Old man Zhang smiled and stopped Li Ming who was packing his fishing gear.
"No! When I first came here to chat with you, you ignored me. Now that I'm leaving, you stop me again!"
"What do you want to do?" Li Ming looked at Old Man Zhang with a suspicious look on his face. He always felt that this old guy was hiding something bad today.
"Are you holding back some bad water?"
"Bah! Why can a bad old man like me miss you?"
Old man Zhang scolded him directly.
"You don't care about me enough, my fish, and my body!"
Li Ming slapped him back with a flat mouth, which left Old Man Zhang speechless. Not to mention, Old Man Zhang had really missed him.
"Okay, I told you that you have to cooperate with me and wait a while, otherwise I will lose my face."
Li Ming then relented, "You should have said so earlier. If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, we are still fishing friends after all!"
"You can say it safely and boldly. I will cooperate with you today to make this old man look good to you!"
Old man Zhang was amused and said with a smile, "This is what you said, don't let me go!"
"say."
The old man's already atrophied brain cells calmed down, and then he understood what he meant. He couldn't laugh or cry, "You can't say anything serious!"
"I went back to tell my granddaughter last time, and it turned out that my granddaughter was very curious about you, so she told me that if I meet you next time I go fishing, let me inform her that she wants to meet you."
Comrade Li Ming was taken aback, "Hey, this is such a trivial matter, and you have to hide it. If you had told me earlier, I would have cooperated with you directly."
Comrade Li Ming waved his hand, what the hell do you think it was? The purpose of co-writing is to meet the children of high-ranking officials. I have no idea of climbing up to the top, so I just meet them!
We, the five good young people in future generations, have experienced countless storms and waves on the Internet. How can this little nonsense be considered a big deal?
