Reborn in the red age

"Teacher Li, I'm Ma Yuanyuan, a reporter from the Masses Daily. The last movement had a huge impact, and the higher authorities urgently passed legislation to punish this illegal and disorderly behavior. As the initiator of the movement, what do you think of this matter?"

"Teacher Li, I'm a reporter from the Legal Daily."

"Teacher Li"

As the saying goes, when you are famous you are prone to gossip, and Qingfeng Li has a deep understanding of this.

The legislation was officially implemented and public opinion reached its final climax. All newspapers wanted to catch the climax of public opinion, so they sent reporters to the campus and blocked Li Qingfeng in the classroom.

Li Qingfeng didn't want to be a celebrity, so he naturally avoided these reporters. With the help of his students, he successfully squeezed out of the circle of reporters.

After seeing his own research institute, Li Qingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Reporters could enter the classroom, but not everyone could enter the research institute.

The reporters were really too crazy. Each of them looked as if they wanted to eat Qingfeng Li.

What Qingfeng Li didn't expect was that when he was about to enter the gate of the institute, he was stopped by a fashionably dressed woman.

"Teacher Li, I'm Li Tong, a reporter from Popular Movies. Would it be convenient for you to chat with me?"

Li Qingfeng raised his eyebrows after taking a look at the female reporter who was wearing very cool clothes in the middle of winter. Wow, she is from the entertainment industry after all, she is different, look at the big black stockings, look at the big waves.

When Li Tong saw the way Li Qingfeng was looking at her, she couldn't help but feel secretly proud in her heart. Men are really not good people. They can't walk when they see this lady, and they are even more disdainful of those reporters who stupidly went to the classroom to block the door.

Retracting his gaze, Qingfeng Li coughed lightly and said slowly, "Aren't all the people you interview with Popular Movies movie stars? I don't seem to have any connection with the film industry."

"Teacher Li, this is the case. The famous director Wu Tianming is very interested in this incident and wants to make it into a movie. He hopes to invite you to play the leading male role. Are you interested in becoming a movie star?" Li Tong said in a seductive tone.

Wu Tianming was a famous director in the 1980s and the director of Chang'an Film Studio. He was very famous in the circle.

"If you want to adapt it into a movie, that's fine. I personally support it and I won't charge Director Wu any copyright fees. But forget about movie stars. I'm not interested in that line of work."

Li Tong was a little confused by Li Qingfeng's words. What? A famous director made a movie based on your deeds, and you still want copyright fees?
After a long silence, Li Tong forced a smile on his face: "Teacher Li, you can consider it. The salary for making a movie is at least 200 yuan. If you are famous, you can also earn appearance fees by performing at various places. The current star market is very good. You can earn at least yuan by performing at various places. When the market is good, it is easy to perform more than ten times a day."

Now Qingfeng Li was a little curious. Wasn't this woman a reporter? Why did she start pimping?

Noticing the strange expression on Qingfeng Li's face, Li Tong smiled and explained to Qingfeng Li: "Director Wu and I have a good personal relationship. He asked me to ask you if you are willing to make a movie."

"Oh, is that so?" Qingfeng Li nodded in understanding, and then refused without hesitation: "I'm not interested in making movies. Goodbye, I have to go in and work now."

"Teacher Li, I beg you again to think about it carefully. After all, this opportunity is rare. You are so young, you should still live in the dormitory assigned by the school, right? It is so difficult to allocate housing to the company now, haven't you considered buying a house of your own?"

"Teachers don't make much, only about 100 yuan a month. Considering the current housing price of 800 yuan per square meter in Beijing, after deducting food and drink, your annual income can't even buy one square meter of housing. I suggest you think more about your wife and children. You can't be so tight on housing all the time, right?"

"University teachers are indeed worthy of respect for their knowledge, but knowledge is worthless these days. Even a tea egg seller looks down on you for your income. Look at Liu Xiaoqing, Gao Wa, Zhang Yu and other celebrities. They all make a lot of money, live in big houses, drive cars, and have long lived a modern life with cars and houses."

As she spoke, Li Tong took out a printed business card from her bag and stuffed it into Li Qingfeng's down jacket pocket, with a smile on her face that she thought was sincere.

Now Li Qingfeng's expression became even weirder. Was he being hit by money?

This guy is blocking the door of my research institute. Hasn't he ever asked about my income at the institute?

Li Qingfeng announced to the public that he worked in a research institute and was a senior programmer at Hong Kong Lemon Company, with a base salary of $10,000 per month.

This situation is easy to find out in school, and most teachers know about it.

Facing Li Tong's confident gaze, Li Qingfeng took out the business card that was stuffed in his pocket, and in the other party's astonished gaze, he put it back into the other party's pocket.

This time, his tone was not as polite as before: "I'm sorry, you don't seem to have found out about my income. In addition to being a university teacher, I am also a senior programmer in a foreign-funded enterprise research institute, with a basic salary of 10,000 US dollars per month. So, your trick of using money to attack people is useless to me."

Li Qingfeng's words made Li Tong feel extremely embarrassed, and he had the urge to turn around and leave.

Ten thousand dollars a month, that's too scary.

Li Tong didn't doubt the truth of Li Qingfeng's words at all. After all, such things were easy to find out and there was no need to lie.

After a few awkward words to smooth things over, Li Tongfei turned around and left, not wanting to stay any longer.

Looking at the other person's receding back, Qingfeng Li smiled.

If you had just traveled through time, maybe your buddy would really agree to what you said. After all, being a celebrity really makes money quickly, and one person can earn more than a listed company.

But I'm sorry it's too late to ask now!

I have never touched money. I am not interested in money.

There were too many annoying flies outside, so Li Qingfeng went straight into the research institute in the afternoon and did not go out the whole time, intending to wait until the end of get off work and go home directly.

"Teacher Li, something bad has happened. Something terrible has happened."

Just before the end of the get off work day, Ding Guangqing, the director of the Software Research Institute, rushed into Li Qingfeng's office, startling Li Qingfeng who was chatting anonymously with a female teacher from a school on the local area network.

He quickly closed the chat room window, turned to look at Ding Guangqing, and said slowly: "What's wrong? I'm fine. Old Ding is already old, why are you so impatient? If you have anything to say, just talk slowly, don't rush."

"The latest news is that IBM released their own graphical user interface operating system OS/12 on December 4th, US time, and will no longer purchase our operating system from now on."

Ding Guangqing quickly told Li Qingfeng the news he had learned, and then looked at Li Qingfeng with a worried look on his face.

I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be just this little thing. Qingfeng Li nodded in understanding and said nonchalantly, "Oh, this matter, IBM infringed our rights. The graphical user interface is our patent. We should hire a lawyer to sue IBM."

"Uh..." Ding Guangqing paused, then said worriedly: "Teacher Li, although IBM's market share continues to decline, it is still the overlord of the PC industry. If they don't adopt our system, I'm worried that other PC companies will also abandon us."

"What are you afraid of? Other compatible computer companies have long stopped playing with IBM. Now they are all playing their own games. IBM's status as big brother is no longer as high as before. No other manufacturer will follow suit."

IBM is now like Wang Xiaoer's New Year, getting worse year by year. Since 86, its share of the global market has been less than %.

Compaq released the powerful 386 machine before IBM, defeating IBM in the market for the first time. The position of market leader has changed. IBM is still the big brother on the surface, but the younger brothers behind it no longer take it seriously.

Facing Li Qingfeng's nonchalant and nonchalant attitude, Ding Guangqing opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He could only leave the office with a worried look on his face.

After Ding Guangqing left, Li Qingfeng picked up the phone on the table and called Hong Kong, asking Fang Wanzhen to sue IBM and collect compensation from IBM.

"Wait, who are you talking about? Was this OS/2 operating system invented by Gates?"

Li Qingfeng got more detailed information from Fang Wanzhen.

Just like in the past, IBM and Microsoft jointly developed their own operating system, with Microsoft in a dominant position.

Li Qingfeng smacked his lips. Microsoft was still unwilling to give up. They thought that making money by doing software agency had worn out Gates' will, but who would have thought that they were still eyeing the operating system.

After thinking for a while, Qingfeng Li said into the microphone: "Since IBM is on guard, let's sue Microsoft."

"Should we sue them to remove the OS/2 operating system from the shelves?"

"No need. Sue him and make him pay one dollar, but make him apologize in the newspaper. As for their operating system, let them work on it. IBM can never become Apple."

If it was IBM that did it, Qingfeng Li would be more interested in getting compensation from it, but as for Microsoft, he should let them apologize in the newspaper.

After the failure of the OS/2 operating system, we will see if we can completely stop Gates from having the idea of ​​making an operating system.

Not to mention that OS/2 was just a short-lived project in the previous life, Li Qingfeng, who holds the powerful weapon win95, is not afraid of any opponents in the market.

There were too many big news these days, and Li Qingfeng's popularity did not last long. In the middle of the month, the popularity completely dissipated, and the flies on the campus disappeared without a trace in an instant. Only then did Li Qingfeng dare to walk around the campus openly.

After a knee-deep snowfall, the last piece of paper on Qingfeng Li's family calendar was torn off, and the year 1988 officially began.

Standing on the balcony at home, wearing a thin sweater, watching the falling snowflakes outside the window.

Summarizing what he had done this year, Qingfeng Li was somewhat emotional. After traveling back in time for so many years, this was the only year he could truly seek benefits for the lower-class people.

It has promoted legislation to severely punish impersonation and changed the fate of nearly ten thousand outstanding students. This can be considered a matter of public morality, right?

As he thought about it, Qingfeng Li began to feel secretly proud. Just as he was about to move the tea set to the balcony and drink tea while watching the snow, he heard Hu Jiabao's voice from behind:
"What are you posing for? Go see your daughter. Now you want to be a photographer instead of a painter. You've wasted all the film at home."

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The Spring Festival in 88 was still the same, with no major changes in the process.

The business of the two families grew bigger and bigger. Hu Jiadong and his wife expanded their business from Gusu to Shanghai. They spent a huge amount of money to buy a large storefront on Shanghai Road and settled in Shanghai from then on.

My father-in-law and his wife are about to retire, but they are still in good health and are willing to accept the hospital's re-employment to continue working as doctors.

Hu Jiabao had no objection to this. There is a shortage of medical resources and too few professional doctors now. It is normal for doctors to be re-employed after retirement. They can only truly retire when they can no longer work.

It’s not so bad for Western medicine, as people in their seventies basically retire completely. But for traditional Chinese medicine, as long as you can still breathe, don’t even think about retiring.

The Li family is still doing the same as usual, those who go to work go to work, and those who do business do business.

After all, Mr. Li is old and no longer has the drive of a young man, so he just focuses on production with his ten recorders.

Many of the cousins ​​who used to help in the factory started their own businesses with the help of Li's father.

It is worth mentioning that Li Hongmei, the younger sister, plans to resign from the school with Sun Qian after the students graduate this summer, and the couple will go to Sijiu City to start a business.

Li Qingfeng had no objection to this. Just come. They had a house anyway, and they could earn more by setting up a small stall than by working.

There are various proverbs circulating in society. The one about a billion people is outdated. What is popular now is "It is better to set up a small stall than to be an official, and it is better to be a governor than to blow the horn."

When Li Qingfeng heard this jingle that was being said everywhere on the street, he silently added a sentence to it in his mind: "Once the dog skin comes out, who can compete with it?"

After celebrating the Spring Festival at home, the family of four returned to Beijing.

When the couple was cleaning the dust that had blown into the house during the New Year holidays, there was a knock on the door.

Li Qingfeng opened the door and saw that Ma Wenhui and a well-mannered man appeared at his door together.

"Um, who is this?"

"This is Zhang Yapeng, my junior high school classmate. I met him when I went home for the Chinese New Year."

Looking at Ma Wenhui's blushing face and shy little woman's demeanor, Li Qingfeng fell silent.

Hu Jiabao was very excited that his best friend finally had a partner, and he prepared a large table of delicious food to treat the two of them at noon.

At the dinner table, Ma Wenhui behaved very gently, spoke softly, and chewed her food slowly with small bites, showing her ladylike demeanor.

Li Qingfeng gritted his teeth at the sight, feeling that everything was awkward.

After lunch, Zhang Yapeng took the initiative to clear the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes with his bowl.

While Zhang Yapeng was away, Li Qingfeng whispered to Ma Wenhui, "Brother, don't you feel uncomfortable pretending like this?"

"What's it to you? I'm happy with it." (End of this chapter)