After getting on the van, Xia Xue warmed up, or... she got back cold. △￠

"I'm fine." She also found that something was wrong now, so she quickly turned her head and defended her, "Just... I lost my bag and was excited."

"Understand." Zhang Yifu showed a perverted smile.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's okay, hehe."

"..." Xia Xue lowered her head and pinched the corner of her skirt, "Anyway, thank you."

"It should be." Zhang Yifu continued to laugh obscenely.

"Don't be so rude next time."

"It depends on your mood, I'm just annoying today."

"When will you not be upset?"

"It's very annoying today."

"Speak up?"

So, Zhang Yifu began to talk about this series of troublesome things from beginning to end, almost without hiding any details. After the matter was finished, the two of them also entered the guest room. That's right, it's the guest room. Compared to taking it home, it's more reliable to go to the guest room.

Xia Xue kept listening and didn't notice her situation at all. She entered the room and sat on the bed, muttering, "These cadres have done too much."

"No, the ministry is the same?" Zhang Yifu asked while pouring hot water for her.

"No, at least what I have seen is different." Xia Xue took the water cup and said, "Generally, the more grassroots you are, the more you do, and the ministry can't see any problems."

"That's right." Zhang Yifu thought, Niu Dameng was a local emperor in northern Hebei, and he really wanted to play and wasn't he flying early? On the other hand, there were so many eyes in the department, and everyone was a director, so naturally he was restrained, at least there was no obvious problem.

"I just didn't expect that for such an important unit in North China Bureau, they still have the courage to do this. Are they really not afraid of provoking Jia Tianyun?" Xia Xue asked while drinking water.

"Hi, Jia Tianyun is just helping Xiaofei and me stand up. Actually, this matter has nothing to do with her. I am very grateful to do this."

Xia Xue thought about it, then nodded and said, "That's right, she doesn't need it."

“Yes, no need.”

"To be honest, I don't think you need it either." Xia Xue held the water cup in her hand and asked in confusion. "The economizer is not only used in power plants, nor can it be sold to the North China Bureau. I understand that you have mental cleanliness in some aspects, but there is no need to be so wronged, right? Take Xiang Xiaofei to run the factory steadily and ignore those people, can't you?"

"Look. What you mean is 'I can't afford to mess with me, but I can't hide it?' This is your way of thinking." Zhang Yifu sat beside Xia Xue and smiled, "First, I can't hide this kind of thing; second, I haven't done enough, I haven't accumulated enough experience, and I haven't figured out the water, so I can't leave. Third, Jia Tianyun is a great opportunity for me, and I want to catch her. If I want to leave, I have to wait until the project is done before leaving."

"I don't understand." Xia Xue just shook her head, "Although my father is not humane in some aspects, he has taught me the great principles: officials are officials and businessmen, and he has to be an official businessmen. Officials cannot tolerate you, and businessmen cannot tolerate you."

"Have you seen Fan Li move three times and be rich in Tao Zhu?" Of course, he wouldn't ask this to ordinary people Zhang Yifu, and he couldn't understand it even after asking, but he could do it to Xia Xue. He knew that she must understand.

Most people don’t know Fan Li, they will know Goujian, they will know the story of sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, and they will also hear this sentence-

If you work hard, God will never let you down. If you sleep on firewood and taste gall, you can swallow Wu with three thousand Yue Jia!

In fact, Goujian's main advantage is that he can tolerate, but he can't take revenge if he can tolerate it alone. The prosperity of the country's national strength in the primary school of Yue can be attributed to Fan Li's outstanding internal affairs and business talent. He can be said to be the first true economist in China. It is worth noting that he was not only academically strong, but also understood what it means to "good birds are gone, good bows are hidden; cunning rabbits die, and lackeys are cooked." In fact, these twelve words were invented by him and were fulfilled repeatedly in every dynasty afterwards.

The master Goujian suffered so much and was so tolerant, his suspicion would definitely be a certain extent. After revenge, he would inevitably not attack the heroes. Therefore, Fan Li lived clearly and completed what his ministers should do, so he retired to do business. A capable man is always a capable man. He changed his country and just wanted to do some small business, but he was rich enough to rival a country. What should he choose without his pursuit of life?

He gave all the rich an answer and example, that is, public welfare...

In the end, in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when the average age was about 30 years old, he lived to almost one hundred years old, and died without a good condition, returning to heaven with a smile.

There are many great people and more smart people, but they can reach the peak in business, government and power in their entire lives, and they can escape unstoppable. In the end, they enjoy their lives and be a good person. This person is probably the best.

Sure enough, after hearing the word "Fan Li", Xia Xue immediately couldn't hold back. This was simply the best urging agent.

"Stop kidding, Fan Li is a business saint, how can he use saints as an example?"

"Then isn't Meng's mother talking about the third move?

"Nonsense, that's talking about Meng's mother, not Mencius." Xia Xue was indeed very quick-witted and would not hit the trap. She then argued, "Besides, Fan Li abandoned politics and went to business, changed his country completely, and left the previous place. His business achievements had nothing to do with his political foundation."

"You are talking nonsense. At that time, a province was a country. Even if you went abroad after the Third Ring Road, you will teach me how to change it now?" Zhang Yifu was not inferior. "The times were different and the practices were different. At that time, there was no party, you could go as you please. Now there is only one way - follow the party."

"So what?" Xia Xue spread her arms and asked, "What is the conclusion? You still insist on your cadre identity to ensure political correctness?"

She originally intended to make fun of it, but Zhang Yifu nodded very seriously: "Yes."

"..." Xia Xue was stunned, not knowing how to answer, "Is this necessary?"

"It's so necessary, this is the most necessary." Zhang Yifu gently tapped the mattress, "especially here."

"I mean..." Xia Xue quickly turned her mind, "I mean, does it require political correctness to produce an economizer?"

"No need." Zhang Yifu then smiled, "This economizer can be fully capable of doing it in a few years. Can you still play for the rest of your life?"

"What are you going to do?"

This is a profound question. Take Xia Xue herself as an example. She once thought she knew what she wanted to do, but later she realized that it was just an escape, which was not what she wanted, so she fell into the question of "what should I do". At the same time, she could feel that Zhang Yifu knew very well what he wanted. But Xia Xue never figured out what he wanted.

For normal couples, getting married, having children and having a big house can actually summarize everything, but for these two, the previous things are simply the least important things in life.

On the contrary, for normal couples, the least important thing has become their most important thing.

During the few months of dating, Xia Xue herself was full of contradictions, but she found that Zhang Yifu had more contradictions. This guy flattered the villain in his mouth. He had a childish, pure, stupid and upright idea in his heart. On the surface, he was smiling and liked to be poor, but he always carried the ideals that no one knew on his shoulders. He was a person who had been able to enjoy a few days after a salary of more than ten yuan, but he was also a young man who was unhappy to throw out a hundred yuan to feed the dog. He was even more depressed when he had just succeeded in a project worth millions but was still depressed.

This contradiction is far more complicated than Xia Xue herself. She is a person who is consistent in her own opinion. She will say whatever she thinks and do what she does. However, what Zhang Yifu thinks and says, doing two or three sets. There is virtuality in reality and reality in reality. Most of the time, he seems to wear a mask, which looks more refined, more gorgeous, and more hypocritical than other people's masks.

Of course, this is only for "other people". When facing Xia Xue, Zhang Yifu always takes off his mask. But maybe this person has been wearing the mask for too long, and even Xia Xue has become accustomed to his mask and cannot see clearly what he is.

Zhang Yifu, your ability. You can do whatever you want.

But what exactly do you want to do?

Zhang Yifu just looked at Xia Xue with a smile. He never planned to say it out loud. At this moment, isn’t it the most wonderful ** for him? It has nothing to do with **, is not dominated by hormones, and is directly aimed at the soul’s **.

I have said so much, you should know what I want to do, right? Maybe no one can think so, no one dares to think so, and no one has the ability to think. If you have to find someone, it will be you.

The fusion and communication of eyes began to combine various Zhang Yifu together in Xia Xue's mind.

Does he want money? Then why should he take into account moral character?

Does he want power? Then why do you want to start a business secretly?

No... I can't just measure him...

Xia Xue wanted to analyze all this from a deeper level, but it was even more difficult to make progress. Everything Zhang Yifu did was nothing to do with philosophy, art, and thought.

There are only two sons of money and power in the world, and life is nothing more than food and sex.

If it was Xia Xue himself, what he pursued could be anything illusory, but if it was Zhang Yifu, it must be something real, otherwise it would be inconsistent with what he did.

unless……

He wants it all.

Thinking of this, Xia Xue's mind was "strung".

The "everything" in Zhang Yifu's eyes is not the complacency of Yuan Tiezhi and others, nor is it the pure control of the powerful ministers. He wants to "everything" openly, "everything" move forward, "everything" indisputable, and "everything" happily.

All things are connected together, and they are intertwined with every chat, every action, and every temptation of Zhang Yifu, and the incredible fusion of reason and intuition.

Xia Xue knew that she had finally seen it.

"You want to...generate electricity?" Xia Xue said in a very few voices.

"And?" Zhang Yifu seemed to have been poked at a g. dot.

“Power transmission?”

"continue."

"powered by?"

"It's still a little bit..."

“Produce…everything power equipment.”

"To sum it up, it's just that." Zhang Yifu gestured hard.

Xia Xue said in a voice that she could hardly hear: "Your...electricity... empire?"

"No." Zhang Yifu finally smiled, laughing like a child, without any distractions, "It's ours."

Xia Xue was speechless at all. In this era, being able to say these under such a political background is already the limit of her imagination.

His father's long-cherished wish is a drop in the ocean in front of him.

She finally knew why Zhang Yifu never mentioned it. First of all, he didn't dare to mention it. Secondly, even if he mentioned it, he would be treated as a joke and would not mention it at all.

"Our?" Xia Xue asked subconsciously.

As soon as she asked this, she was shy. The things she described were so ridiculous that she didn't question the thing itself. Instead, she wanted to figure out whether it was "our"...

"Yes, we." Zhang Yifu's righteous expression showed his shameless heart without any concealment. No, this person is no longer ashamed.

After hearing this answer, Xia Xue laughed.

Even if Zhang Yifu said that he wanted to be the Minister of Electric Power, Xia Xue believed it, and if he was happy, he would pretend to encourage him.

Mine, ours?

Xia Xue exhausted her imagination and guessed Zhang Yifu. Even though she tried hard to imagine, she couldn't imagine even if there was a slight chance, she couldn't imagine whether that day would come.

But at least, this sentence "our" was enough to touch her for a long time.
To be continued...