Reborn in the red age

Li's father talked eloquently to reporters for an hour, during which he talked a lot about rejuvenating the country through industry, emphasizing that corruption is a must, and calling on the people of the country to take root in industry and create wealth through labor like him.

Qingfeng Li's body below was about to burst. Although the words were loud, there was nothing wrong with him.

But these words appear awkward in a newspaper published in a county and read by only a few thousand people.

The reporter who interviewed Li's father was not impatient at all with Li's father's chatter. He was very cooperative and asked questions along the lines of Li's father's thoughts. When Li's father got stuck on his words, the reporter would kindly remind him.

More than an hour later, the interview ended successfully. Father Li, whose vanity was greatly satisfied, sent a thick red envelope to each of the two reporters. It was visually estimated that each red envelope contained one hundred yuan.

On the way back from vacation, Li Qingfeng said with a strange expression: "Dad, everyone is afraid of becoming famous and being harassed by others. It would be better for you to take the initiative to pay reporters to come and interview you, for fear that others will not know that you are rich."

"What's there to be afraid of? Our relatives all work in our factory, who can come to visit us to catch the autumn wind?"

"Have you forgotten the person who came to our house last time and asked me to take her child to school? There are also your former colleagues, my mother's former colleagues, and relatives who are beyond your reach."

"Those kind of people are in the minority after all. Just ignore them. How can there be so many shameless people?" Father Li scoffed at what Li Qingfeng said and didn't care.

Upon seeing this, Qingfeng Li shrugged and said nothing more. He would wait until such a thing actually happened.

In the afternoon, Mr. Li and his family also rushed over to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner together.

After sister-in-law Zheng Lili saw Qingfeng Li, she naturally couldn't stop talking gratefully and invited Qingfeng Li to have dinner at home after the Chinese New Year. The Zheng family wanted to thank Qingfeng Li in person.

Qingfeng Li, who was not in a hurry to go back, naturally agreed to this.

After taking the children out to set off firecrackers and the New Year's Eve dinner, we started the traditional New Year activities as usual. The family sat around the sofa and watched this year's Spring Festival Gala.

"Ah, what's going on with this young man from Baodao? Isn't he singing? Why is he twisted?" Mother Li watched the TV and couldn't help but exclaimed.

When Fei Xiang sang "A Fire in Winter" during the Spring Festival Gala, as the prelude of the music played, Fei Xiang first performed an exaggerated dance. In this conservative era, this kind of singing and dancing is rare.

In people's minds, singing is singing, dancing is dancing, singing and dancing, and the dance postures are so sexy and exaggerated, the impact on the audience is not ordinary.

Qingfeng Li smiled and explained: "Mom, this is called singing and dancing. Stars from Hong Kong, Taiwan and abroad all do this."

Just when Mother Li wanted to say something else, Fei Xiang on the TV had already started singing.

"You are like a fire in the winter, the blazing flame warms my heart."

"Every time you approach me quietly, the firelight illuminates me."

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Because the program team felt that Fei Xiang's dancing was too sexy, most of the shots of Fei Xiang dancing on TV were close-up shots of his face, and not much of the dancing content appeared on the screens at home.

However, the shooting of only the upper body and the face also brought a huge impact on the soul of the audience in front of the TV.

There were so many people in the Li family, except for Qingfeng Li and Hu Jiabao, who had seen the world, the rest of them looked at the TV and were dumbfounded. Father Li even rubbed his eyes, looking like he couldn't believe it.

In this conservative era, Fei Xiang's song "A Fire in Winter" on the Spring Festival Gala was like a bomb exploding on the calm water. It exploded all over the country. It was a mess and many little girls He was fascinated by Fei Xiang.

After one song ended and the next program started, everyone in the room still didn't come back to their senses.

After a long while, Mother Li finally spoke: "This young man from Baodao is just different."

"It's just a fool. What kind of stage is the Spring Festival Gala? He's twisting around like this, it's simply immoral." Compared with Li's mother, Li's father had a less favorable impression of Fei Xiang and was not very polite in his words. He always accused Fei Xiang of immoral dancing.

Sister-in-law Zheng Lili, who is already in her mid-thirties, immediately refuted Father Li's accusation: "Dad, what you said is so immoral. How could the Spring Festival Gala be lifeless? I think this gay man is quite good."

"Lily, why are you talking to dad? I think what our dad said is right. This guy from Treasure Island looks arrogant. He is similar in temperament to the people we arrested." Boss Li also had nothing to do with Fei Xiang. Good impression, but the words sound a bit sour.

Soon, the four members of the family began to quarrel over the issue of whether Fei Xiang was immoral.

Qingfeng Li and his wife listened silently and did not open their mouths to discuss.

Looking at the two distinct groups of people in his family, Li Qingfeng shook his head secretly in his heart. In the words of later generations, Fei Xiang received a wave of female traffic, but most men were not very friendly to Fei Xiang.

No wonder it will be widely spread in society a few months later that Fei Xiang sang about the Great Fire in Daxinganling.
The discussion lasted until late at night, and finally ended with the father and son compromising, with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law having the upper hand.

It's the first day of the new year again, and this year there are many more people coming to the Li family to pay New Year's greetings than in previous years. The Li family is not short of money, and they are all entertained with good wine and cigarettes.

Fortunately, the Li family didn't have such disgusting relatives. After smoking a few huazi and drinking a few cups of maozi at the Li family, they left before the official lunch at noon, so as not to affect the family's reunion dinner at noon.

In the afternoon, the whole family went shopping. On the way, Li's father sent Hu Jiabao away and kept chattering around Qingfeng Li, saying that they didn't have a car at home and it would be inconvenient to go anywhere during the Chinese New Year.

"If you want to buy a car, just buy it. Why are you telling me this? A Santana made in Shanghai is only 110,000 to 20,000 yuan including tax. Are you not the richest man in the county, with an annual income of one million?" Li Qingfeng glanced at He saw through Li's father's thoughts and refused to take issue with him at all.

Father Li rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "What about that? All the money in our family is in your mother's hands. Your mother thinks buying a car is too high-profile, so she won't pay for it."

"Then it's useless for you to tell me. I don't have any money, so I can't buy you a car."

After finishing speaking, he quickly walked two steps to Li's mother and put some distance between him and Li's father.

In the next few days, Li's father kept nagging in Qingfeng Li's ears. Seeing that Qingfeng Li was not getting enough food and salt, Li's father was filled with hatred, but there was nothing he could do. He only had small money in his hands and no big money.

After the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Li's father hurriedly summoned his nephews to start work. He lost thousands of dollars for one day's stoppage of work. During the New Year week, he made more than 20,000 yuan less, and Li's father was already impatient.

After returning from the Zheng family, Qingfeng Li had nothing to do, so he went to the pirated disc factory with his father.

On the day of the start of work, Father Li called all his nephews together, coughed twice, took out today's newspaper and read it to everyone: "Local entrepreneur Li Fuqiang - I have no choice but to create wealth through labor." Li's father was reading the article praising him in a steady tone, while Li Qingfeng was chatting quietly with Li Qi from behind: "What happened to your kid's hair? When did you get a perm?"

"Hey, it looks good. I went to get a perm yesterday. This hairstyle is so popular that people have to queue up at barbershops to get this hairstyle." Li Qi touched his head with the same hairstyle as Fei Xiang's and was very satisfied with his new hairstyle. .

“Yeah, it looks good.”

Looking at the pirated disc factory with a total of ten people, including four Fei Xiang with the same hairstyle, Qingfeng Li's passion for Fei Xiang became concrete.

That is to say, the weather is relatively cold now, otherwise, Fei Xiang would have worn the same red suit.

The work in the pirated disc factory was very easy, and there was nothing to help with. Qingfeng Li came here mainly to check the factory's accounts and see if Li's father paid taxes in accordance with the law.

"I said, Dad, you make a lot of money every month, why are you so stingy? You don't even hire an accountant, and the accounts in the factory are so messed up that no one can understand them."

After sitting in the office for an hour without understanding the messy account books, Li Qingfeng scratched his hair and said helplessly to Li's father who didn't care.

Father Li, who was drinking tea next to him, cast a disdainful look at Qingfeng Li: "What is there that you don't understand? You can't even add, subtract, multiply, and divide?"

"Whose bookkeeping is all about addition, subtraction, multiplication and division? You'd better find an accountant as soon as possible to check the past accounts and pay all the taxes that should be paid," Li Qingfeng said helplessly.

Father Li's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "What? Do I still have to pay taxes?"

"???"

As soon as these words came out, Qingfeng Li was stunned, and the father and son stared at each other in the office.

After a long while, Li Qingfeng asked tentatively: "After your old factory was established, didn't you pay taxes?"

"No, no one told me this."

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It took half an hour for Li Qingfeng to fully explain to Li's father the importance of paying taxes in accordance with the law.

Reform and development has entered its ninth year. After several attacks and the arrest of a large number of people, the township and village enterprises in the south have the concept of paying taxes in accordance with the law. However, the reform in the north is slightly behind and not so There are many economic activities, and there is some lack of awareness that corporate income needs to be taxed.

After hearing the importance of paying taxes, Li's father was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. If he didn't pay taxes, he would be arrested and put in jail. This was too scary. If you pay taxes, you must pay taxes.

It was about his own freedom. Father Li couldn't sit still at that time and ran out on his bicycle, planning to go to his old employer's machine repair shop to poach a corner to see if he could recruit an accountant.

"Third brother, the inspection team from the countryside below is here. Second uncle is not here. Could you please go out to receive it?"

Qingfeng Li was trying to sort out the mess in the house when his little cousin Li Qi from outside ran in and informed Qingfeng Li of the arrival of the inspection team.

"Inspection group from the countryside?"

"Yes, this kind of thing has happened frequently since my second uncle first appeared in the newspaper. People come here every now and then, from all units. They always come next to the meal and leave after eating."

After listening to Li Qi's explanation, Qingfeng Li raised his hand and looked at his watch. Hey, it's really dinner time.

At this time, there was a lot of noise outside. Li Qingfeng stood up and came to the window, looking at the members of the inspection team filing in outside.

A dozen members of the inspection team entered the courtyard, and the small courtyard was instantly packed to the brim.

Listening to the noise coming from outside, Li Qingfeng did not rush out. Instead, he looked at Li Qi and asked, "Isn't there a canteen in the factory? Where did my dad invite them to eat before?"

"It's the Lao Zhao restaurant next door. My second uncle and Lao Zhao have made an agreement to give us a sum of money every month. That's our canteen, and we'll all eat there as well."

Qingfeng Li, who knew what was going on, opened the door and walked out.

It's said to be an inspection, but in fact they are here to make a living. You still have to let them come. Doing business in a small place is unavoidable. This kind of thing still exists even in the 21st century.

"Oh, this is Teacher Li. I have heard of your name a long time ago. Today I finally met you in person."

As soon as Qingfeng Li walked out of the room, a young man from the inspection team came up and enthusiastically wanted to shake hands with Qingfeng Li.

Li Qi, who was standing next to him, saw that the visitor Li Qingfeng didn't recognize him, so he quickly stepped forward and introduced him: "Three of you, this is Cheng Kang from our county, Clerk Cheng, who is responsible for receiving the comrades from the inspection group from the countryside below."

"Hello, Clerk Cheng, I am Li Qingfeng." With Li Qi's introduction, Li Qingfeng avoided the embarrassment of not knowing the people from the inspection team.

Clerk Cheng was really enthusiastic. He held Qingfeng Li's hand and kept shaking it. He said excitedly: "Mr. Li, my education is only a technical secondary school. I recently studied at Night University. What I admire most in my life are great intellectuals like you. I used to I have always wanted to meet you, but I heard from Factory Manager Li that you have been working in the capital and don’t come back very often. I always regret not having the chance to meet you. I finally met you today.”

"Well, your technical secondary school education is not bad, you are a small intellectual. You also went to Night University, which is also a university. Now you are also a big intellectual." Li Qingfeng was a little overwhelmed by this guy's enthusiasm, so he could only say awkwardly .

"It's different, it's different, I."

Seeing that Cheng Kang was still holding his hand and chattering, Li Qingfeng quickly interrupted: "Clerk Cheng, how about we do business first? We can't neglect the members of the inspection team from the countryside."

With Qingfeng Li's reminder, Cheng Kang realized that he had lost his composure. He quickly loosened his hands and said awkwardly: "Yes, yes, yes, let me introduce it to you, Mr. Li. These are all... Comrade Oixiang, this is..."

After learning that Li Qingfeng was a teacher at Peking University, the members of the inspection team were also very enthusiastic. Every time they made an introduction, they would step forward to shake Li Qingfeng's hand and say a few words.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. If someone shakes your hand enthusiastically, you can't be sullen. After the introduction, Qingfeng Li's smiling face became a little stiff.

After exchanging pleasantries, the delegation began the main topic of the day - eating! (End of chapter)