Reborn in the red age

With Principal Ding's intervention, the housing allocation work went smoothly. In just one week, a relatively scientific and fair plan was made, and the housing allocation work that lasted for several months was neatly ended.

Although they are still leaders and professors have priority, the vacant house still solves the housing problem of the lower-level faculty and staff in the branch. Generally speaking, most people are convinced by this plan.

In the end, Hao Aiguo did not return to his teaching position. He tried to make connections and was transferred to other units.

Half a month after the summer vacation, Li Qingfeng received news from the United States. After lobbying by the Stanford Board of Directors, the International Organization for Standardization formally established a dynamic graphics group. It is expected that the bill will be officially passed within two years, and MPEG will officially become an international standard.

Qingfeng Li was very indifferent when he received this news. In his previous life, MPEG was an internationally accepted standard. The American side has always been dominated by the little mixed-race American. Coupled with the lobbying of the Stanford Board of Directors, there is no reason why it cannot succeed.

"I'm going to Xiangjiang, do you want to come with me?"

There was nothing to do during the summer vacation, so Li Qingfeng planned to take a stroll around Xiangjiang and asked Hu Jiabao if he wanted to go with him.

Hu Jiabao thought for a while and said slowly: "You can go by yourself. It is inconvenient to bring the child there. I will take the child back to my parents' house for a few days."

"Row"

Qingfeng Li first took the train to send his wife and children back to his parents' home, and then he got on the plane to Xiangjiang alone in Shanghai.

"Excuse me, are you Teacher Li from Peking University?"

Li Qingfeng was sitting by the window of the plane, reading a story book he bought from the train with great interest, when a man's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Putting down the story session in his hands, Qingfeng Li looked curiously at the man who made the sound.

The other person was wearing a shirt and tie, gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a big gold watch on his hand, looking like a successful person.

She took a serious look at the other person, and after confirming that she didn't know him, he hesitated and asked, "I'm Qingfeng Li. Who is you?"

"Hello, Teacher Li, I am Wang Zhenpeng from the Academy of Sciences. When the Second Institute of Computer Science of Peking University was connected to the LAN, we visited your institute and we have met once." The man quickly introduced his identity to Qingfeng Li. .

Qingfeng Li had a look of realization on his face and shook hands with the other person enthusiastically: "Oh, it turns out he is a comrade from the Academy of Sciences. I remembered it. Hello, hello."

These words were purely polite. At that time, so many units came to visit, and more than a dozen groups of people from the Academy of Sciences came. Each time, more than a dozen people came in groups. After such a long time, it was just a one-time acquaintance, and Qingfeng Li was very interested in him. No impression at all.

After the two briefly chatted, Li Qingfeng looked at the big gold watch on the other's wrist and asked curiously: "Comrade Wang, have you gone to sea? This outfit doesn't look like you work at the Academy of Sciences."

"I'm currently working in a new technology development company, so I'm pretty much out of the market." Wang Zhenpeng shook the gold watch on his hand and smiled modestly.

When he heard that it was Liu Aiguo's side, Li Qingfeng kept a calm expression on his face and began to inquire about the purpose of his trip to Xiangjiang.

"It's like this. Our company is planning to introduce a batch of IBM computers in Xiangjiang. General Manager Liu Aiguo has already negotiated with the middleman in Pengcheng. This time, he will go to Xiangjiang to confirm the authenticity on the spot to avoid being cheated."

The purpose of this trip was not a secret. Wang Zhenpeng was not at all defensive about Qingfeng Li's prying and openly stated the purpose of his trip.

Qingfeng Li frowned and couldn't help but cursed in his heart that New Technology Development Company was really a comprador enterprise. Now, under the leadership of Qingfeng Li, the domestic computer industry had already achieved industrial strength that he had seen before.

Except for some key parts with high technical content that cannot be produced, the remaining parts have been produced domestically and exported in large quantities. Most of IBM's machines in Asia use parts exported from the special zone.

Computer companies established in Xiangjiang in the past two years have also invested in establishing computer assembly factories in the special zone.

Regardless of the fact that the domestically produced Founder's exports are blocked and its computer production is not very good due to its focus on domestic sales, in the special zone, it is easy to buy Xiangjiang brand computers for export in large quantities.

The reason Liu Aiguo wanted to purchase IBM machines was simply that the company's computer purchase order was assigned to him. There were no competitors, and he could make high profits by purchasing imported goods like IBM.

After knowing what Wang Zhenpeng was going to do, Li Qingfeng didn't bother to talk to him anymore. He picked up the half-read story session in his hand and stopped talking to him.

Wang Zhenpeng didn't know what happened. Li Qingfeng would change his attitude drastically. However, Wang Zhenpeng didn't care much. He just ignored himself. What's the big deal? He picked up a book of "Popular Cinema" on the back of the plane. I flipped through it casually.

The civil aviation flight arrived at Xiangjiang Airport smoothly. Lemon Company's car had been waiting here for a long time. After receiving Li Qingfeng, the vehicle quickly drove out of the airport.

"Hiss, what is Mr. Li's background? There is such a luxurious car to pick him up in Xiangjiang?"

Wang Zhenpeng, who left the airport later than Qingfeng Li, happened to see Qingfeng Li getting into the car and leaving, and murmured in surprise.

Qingfeng Li didn't know what happened after he left, and even if he did, he didn't care. His affairs were not secrets in China, and many people knew about them.

Besides, your business is legal and compliant, and there is nothing illegal. Why are you afraid that others will find out?
In a red Ferrari sports car, a young mixed-race man dressed in fashionable clothes and holding the steering wheel said resentfully to Qingfeng Li: "You said you were coming to Xiangjiang a week ago, and I have been here for three days before you arrived."

"I have something to do at the last moment. I'm a few days late." Li Qingfeng touched his nose and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, when did you get the Xiangjiang driver's license?"

The little mixed-blood curled his lips and followed Qingfeng Li's topic and said, "I'll be waiting for you for three days."

"Can I get a Xiangjiang driver's license in three days?"

“Why not, for a small fee you can get your driver’s license the same day”

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Qingfeng Li was silent for a moment and put on his seat belt silently. The rules of right-hand drive cars and left-hand drive cars are different. It is easy to cause accidents in unfamiliar situations. If possible, Qingfeng Li wanted to get out of the car now.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qingfeng Li's movements. The little mixed-race patted his huge chest and biceps: "Okay, I've been familiar with it for three days. There's no problem at all. I can totally fuck." From the parked car When he got up and down, Qingfeng Li rubbed his nose, which was so painful from being hit by the airbag, and looked at the little mixed-blood who was also rubbing his nose speechlessly.

(The airbag was invented by John Herritt of the United States and patented in 1952. In the 60s, airbags began to be trialled on high-end luxury cars. In 1981, the United States required that all cars and light trucks must have a driver's and airbags installed on the front passenger seat)
Is this what you said is a bit of a problem? Before I could finish speaking, I bumped into him.

Fortunately, there were many vehicles on this road, the speed never increased, and the Ferrari's body was strong, so it didn't cause a major accident, but it only hurt the face from being hit by the airbag.

"I was a little distracted just now, and I'm not familiar with the right helm." Under Qingfeng Li's gaze, the little mixed-blood lowered his head and spoke in a lower and lower voice.

Qingfeng Li didn't blame her. It was an accident and the collision was not intentional. At best, he would not take her car next time.

The owner of the car that was rear-ended got out of the car and saw that the car that hit him was a Ferrari sports car. The owner of the car who was about to curse immediately swallowed back the words he was about to say and communicated with the two of them politely.

The damage to the vehicles on both sides was not significant, so they did not call the police and chose to drive privately on the spot.

The driver who was rear-ended received a generous compensation and got into the car with great gratitude and left.

Qingfeng Li and the other two didn't leave, mainly because Qingfeng Li was afraid of the little hybrid's driving skills, so he drove the car to the side of the road, contacted the company through the phone in the car to send a driver, and the two of them took a taxi and left.

There was no rush to go to the company. The two of them took a taxi and went straight to the little mixed-blood's luxury apartment in the city. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, so naturally they were in a hurry.

As for the company, there is nothing urgent. There is not much difference if I go there one day earlier and one day later.

After the exercise, the little mixed-blood lay in Qingfeng Li's arms, chatting about the situation in the United States in the past two years.

In the past, I had learned about the situation of the American company through the information forwarded from Xiangjiang. This time, with the person involved, Xiao Mingxing, Li Qingfeng asked in detail about things that were not recorded on paper.

After the two of them finished chatting about the company, the little mixed-blood seemed to have thought of something. He looked up at Qingfeng Li and said, "Among the Chinese students at Berkeley, there are girls named Dong Yifen and Wu Simin. Are they your students?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Did something happen to the two of them in America?" Li Qingfeng asked nervously when the little mixed-blood mentioned the name Dong Yifen.

When Dong Yifen and Wu Simin met by chance at a foreign airport, Li Qingfeng left them the contact information of Sun Kangmei, the technical director of the chip company.

They were told that if they encountered any unsolvable difficulties in the United States, in addition to contacting the embassy, ​​they could also call Sun Kangmei.

As for why the little mixed-blood knew these two names, Li Qingfeng was not too surprised. After all, the chip company was nominally a mixed-blood, and Sun Kangmei worked in the chip company.

Seeing Qingfeng Li's reaction, the little mixed-blood curled his lips and said sourly: "I just mentioned a name, why are you so excited?"

"That's the student I've been teaching for four years, and America is so chaotic. Why do you think I'm so excited? Hurry up and talk about it." Qingfeng Li rolled his eyes at her and urged.

With Qingfeng Li's urging, the little half-blood didn't do any ink, so he roughly said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I was harassed by gangsters, shot and wounded two American gang members, and got into trouble. They really can't solve it." , I called Sun Kangmei for help. The trouble has been solved now, and nothing happened to the two girls."

After learning that nothing happened to him, Li Qingfeng felt relieved and asked the little mixed blood about the details of the incident.

The little mixed-blood had obviously conducted a detailed investigation and told Qingfeng Li vividly.

The two were international students at the same school. In order to save money, after arriving at the school, Dong Yifen communicated with the landlord and moved directly into the homestay rented by the embassy for Wu Simin. The two shared the room fee.

What happened last fall was that when the two of them went to the supermarket to purchase daily necessities together on the weekend, some gangsters on the street saw that there were no people on the street except for two Asian women walking on the street. At that time, they became interested. Heart.

Several gangsters came up and grabbed the two of them and dragged them into the alley. During the struggle, Wu Simin got a revolver from the gangster's waist. The girl pulled out a pistol from the gangster's waist and without saying a word, aimed at the other guy's thigh. A shot was fired.

After firing several shots and injuring another gangster, the gangster was frightened away and out of danger.

These gangsters were part of a gang, and if they shot and injured someone, the other party would naturally not let them go.

It wasn't Chinatown there, there weren't many Asians in America, and the gangs were local gangsters, so they quickly came to the door.

They didn't dare to take action at school or in the community, but the gang members targeted the two of them and threatened them from time to time, which frightened the two girls.

After looking for help everywhere to no avail, he remembered the phone number given by Qingfeng Li, quickly took it out of the drawer and called the other party for help.

After the little mixed-blood told what happened, he couldn't help but said with emotion: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't they say that Chinese women are timid, bear humiliation, submissive and silent, weak and unable to take care of themselves? These two students of yours are not in line with America. "human impression"

"What you are talking about is how old you are. Nowadays, it is emphasized that women can hold up half the sky. In China, women are no worse than men. They are found in various labor positions in various heavy industry factories." Li Qingfeng said softly He flicked the little hybrid's forehead and said with a smile.

The little mixed-blood rubbed his forehead and looked at Qingfeng Li's arms: "Really? I remember you told me that China has militia training, so Chinese women also receive military training? That girl touched the gun From now on, I won’t hesitate at all, just draw the gun and shoot, which even most American girls can’t do.”

"Of course, in addition to militia training, students in China's junior high school and above, regardless of gender, must receive military training before entering school."

"In junior high school and high school, live ammunition shooting is five rounds each time. In college, it is thirty rounds. I have fired at least forty rounds. Just draw the gun and shoot. Isn't that a basic operation?"

"When I was in school, there was a jingle that goes like this: Roll yourself in mud, polish off the calluses on your hands, practice a red heart, carry a handful of five or six on your shoulders, and have a strong will to fight against imperialism."

As he spoke, Qingfeng Li stretched out his right hand, made a gun gesture, and pointed it at the little mixed-blood's nose: "Kill you, this imperialist paper tiger."

The little mixed-blood stretched out his pink tongue and licked Qingfeng Li's finger, staring at Qingfeng Li with charming eyes.

hiss~
"As long as the imperialists are determined to destroy me, I have the obligation to kill you on the spot" (End of Chapter)