Reborn in the red age

Zhang Yapeng is still quite capable, as he drove three cars to pick up the bride.

One was a Fiat 126p, popular in Northeast China, commonly known as the Big Toe Shoes, and the other two were Lada taxis that were hired for money.

Although they are all cars produced by Big Brother, and in the minds of ordinary people they cannot compare with imported cars from Europe, America and Japan, but in a place like Harbin, they are still quite impressive.

The wedding was a lively one. It was not cooked at home by a chef, but was held in a decent-sized restaurant. The hall was filled and many people came.

"Look at Ma Wenhui, she is so beautiful in her wedding dress. It reminds me of when we got married, I only had a red dress." Hu Jiabao said sourly while looking at Ma Wenhui in a white wedding dress with envy.

Glancing at Ma Wenhui, who was so graceful on the stage, Li Qingfeng smiled and said, "You want to wear a wedding dress? That's easy. When we get back, we can go to the street to register for divorce."

Before he could finish his words, Li Qingfeng felt a pain in his foot. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Li Qingfeng would have jumped up.

Wang Weimin, who was standing nearby, saw Hu Jiabao stepping on Li Qingfeng and refused to let go. He thought Li Qingfeng deserved it, but he still hurried forward to help.

"Brother, it's almost time. I see there is a gift table at the door. Let's go and give gifts. Don't forget."

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go quickly."

With Wang Weimin's help, Hu Jiabao glared at Li Qingfeng fiercely before moving his foot away.

With the help of Wang Weimin, Li Qingfeng limped to the gift table and paid the dues.

"Relatives and friends of the woman, Li Qingfeng, ten yuan."

"Relatives and friends of the bride, Wang Weimin, ten yuan"

It's like this these days, the share money is three or five yuan, and ten yuan is already a considerable sum.

Li Qingfeng always followed the crowd when giving money as a gift, either five or ten yuan, and never stood out from the crowd so as not to burden others.

The banquet ended at noon, and Ma Wenhui's wedding officially ended. Li Qingfeng and the other two were very busy and had no plans to stay in Harbin for long. They planned to take the train back tomorrow.

In the evening, Ma Wenhui hosted a dinner in her new house. The three were invited to the dinner. Some of the boy’s classmates and childhood friends came over, and one of them looked like he was a gangster.

If you want to know how Qingfeng Li found out, it's because he has a tattoo on his wrist.
Tattoos were introduced to Hong Kong along with Hong Kong dramas and have only been popular for two years. Nowadays, most people who get tattoos are people with "backgrounds". They get tattoos to show that they are not ordinary people.

Li Qingfeng was not surprised by this. The underground forces in Harbin should be under the control of the legendary "Mr. Qiao Si" now. There are countless big gangsters and small hooligans. If you don't have some connections in this area, you really can't do business in Harbin.

After eating and drinking, the gangster stood up with a red face and clasped his fists in a very social manner: "Brothers and sisters, meeting each other is fate. Today is the wedding day of my old friend Yapeng. It's still early now, so, in the evening I will invite everyone to my place to play, sing, dance, and have fun together."

The gangster was talking at the table above. At Li Qingfeng's table below, Hu Jiabao frowned and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it said that Zhang Yapeng is also a college student? How come he has friends in this field?"

“They should be friends who grew up together,” Qingfeng Li said nonchalantly.

Hu Jiabao shrugged his delicate nose, lowered his head and continued to eat the food in the bowl without saying a word.

After the gangster who stood up finished talking, Wang Weimin came over and said, "Brother, he said he wants to treat us to a dance hall. I see quite a few people are interested. Shall we go?"

Qingfeng Li thought about it and slowly shook his head.

In Harbin, where the mafia is rampant, dance halls are not a good place to go. You have to know that the current "Master Qiao Si" is very arrogant.

If any conflict occurs in the dance hall, this "social big brother" in front of you may not have much face.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Li Qingfeng has no roots in Harbin and is just an ordinary person. If something happens in the dance hall, even if he can easily kill the other party afterwards, it will be of no use.

The next day, after saying goodbye to Ma Wenhui and his wife who came to see them off, the three of them took the train back to Sijiu City.

Wang Weimin did not stay in the old city for long. He stayed at home with his children for two days and then hurriedly boarded the train to Wuxi.

After making up for the two classes he had missed, Li Qingfeng began to plan how to deal with the shameless Liu Aiguo.

If Liu Aiguo was simply pirating the office software, Li Qingfeng would have accepted it. Even if you openly advertised and sold pirated software, it would be fine. You didn't intend to collect much money from the mainland for genuine software.

However, if you plagiarize my program and change the name to pass it off as your own original software, then I have something to say.

"Teacher, Lawyer Luo, that's the store."

At the door of a noodle restaurant on Zhongguancun Street, Yu Zheng pointed to a store not far away and spoke.

After swallowing the noodles with soybean paste in his mouth, Qingfeng Li winked at the lawyer he had hired from Hong Kong. The lawyer understood what he meant, put down his chopsticks, picked up his briefcase, and walked towards the store with his assistant.

Lawyer Luo is no ordinary person. He used to be a lawyer in China with a lawyer's license. In 82, he went to Hong Kong to study at his own expense. Within just a few years after graduation, he helped domestic companies win several lawsuits in Hong Kong. He went from an unknown little lawyer to a well-known legal pioneer in Hong Kong.

Looking at Lawyer Luo's back, Yu Zheng suddenly took a big bite of noodles and said vaguely: "Teacher, is this lawyer sent by the headquarters okay? Our mainland laws are different from Hong Kong laws."

"If the other lawyer can't do it, but you can? How about you fight this lawsuit yourself?" Li Qingfeng glanced at Yu Zheng and said unhappily.

"Hey, I'm not worried."

"Don't worry about it, just eat your meal"

About half an hour later, Lawyer Luo returned from the store with his assistant, patted his handbag, and said with a smile: "Teacher Li, the evidence has been obtained. Once your report comes out, I can formally sue Lian Xiang."

"Okay, Lawyer Luo, thank you for your hard work."

"Of course I am doing this for money. Your compensation is so generous, I cannot let you down."

After getting solid evidence from Lian Xiang Company, Li Qingfeng did not stay any longer. He finished the noodles on the table, paid and left.

Lawyer Luo acted quickly. After all the documents were prepared, he immediately filed a lawsuit against Lian Xiang in the name of Lemon Company.

Litigation is a long process. After handing the matter over to Lawyer Luo, Li Qingfeng did not pay much attention to it. Professional matters should be left to professionals, and laymen should just wait for the results.

"Teacher Li, are you busy today? I'll treat you to dinner tonight." That day, Li Qingfeng had just come back from get out of class when Professor Dong from the Academy of Sciences came to Li Qingfeng's office with a smile. Li Qingfeng put down the lesson plan in his hand and looked at Professor Dong with interest: "Treating me to dinner? I think you are here to lobby, right?"

Li Qingfeng understood Professor Dong's purpose. He came to seek peace.

Lawyer Luo is worthy of his reputation in Hong Kong. He quickly found concrete evidence of Lian Xiang's infringement. Even though the defendant's attorney was a favorite student of Liu Aiguo's father, he was still defeated by Lawyer Luo in court.

If it were an ordinary person, the Liu family could still use the connections they have accumulated over the years to interfere with the court's decision, but Lemon Company is not a company that can be bullied by arbitrarily political means. Both parties can only speak based on evidence, and the court dare not show favoritism.

"Hey, I can't hide anything from you. This is a political task assigned by the leader. Teacher Li, please give me a favor and go have dinner together tonight."

"How many people are there? Who are they?"

Seeing that Li Qingfeng was about to give in, Professor Dong quickly said, "There are five people, in addition to me and the two people from Liu Aiguo's side, there are two leaders from the Academy of Sciences."

After some consideration, Qingfeng Li nodded and agreed to go and take a look together in the evening.

Professor Dong was immediately overjoyed. After confirming the time with Li Qingfeng, he left the office excitedly.

In the evening, Li Qingfeng took Yu Zheng and Liu Guangmin and drove to Kunlun Hotel.

“Wow, this academy of sciences has no money for research and development, but it has a lot of money to treat people to dinner.” Standing at the entrance of Kunlun Hotel, Yu Zheng raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically.

"Scientists can barely make ends meet, but leaders don't have to worry about food and drink," Liu Guangmin also echoed.

Li Qingfeng, who was standing at the back, said unhappily, "You two are the only ones who talk too much. If you want to eat, eat. If you don't want to eat, get lost."

The two people who were scolded shrank their necks and quickly kept silent.

Even though they have high salaries, they are used to living frugally and have only been to places with such high consumption very few times.

Led by the waiter, the three came to the door of a private room.

At this time, Professor Dong and his group had arrived. Seeing Li Qingfeng coming in, Professor Dong hurriedly helped to introduce him.

"These two are Liu Aiguo and Wang Zhenpeng. You know each other, so I won't introduce them to you."

"This is Director Hou and Deputy Director Cao from our Academy of Sciences. I think you should also know this last person, Director Hou's friend, Master Yan Xin."

As soon as Li Qingfeng came in, he felt familiar with this guy who was wearing a white suit and polarized glasses and looked very imposing. After hearing Professor Dong's introduction, Li Qingfeng remembered who this guy was.

A qigong master who claims to combine Western medicine, qigong, martial arts and special abilities, and who claimed to have used qigong to put out a forest fire in Northeast China last year.

I shook hands with the five people one by one. It was fine with the first four people, and we just said some polite greetings.

When it was Yan Xin's turn, Qingfeng Li changed the subject and said with feigned enthusiasm, "So it's Master Yan. I've heard of you for a long time. Today I finally get to see you in person."

"No, no, it's just a false reputation. Teacher Li, I have admired you for a long time. I also admire your attitude in dealing with impersonation." Yan Xin shook hands with Li Qingfeng very reservedly, with a lukewarm attitude, showing the demeanor of a master.

Seeing this guy pretending to be awesome, Qingfeng Li wanted to hit him in the face. I'm pretending to be so enthusiastic, will you die if you just smile? Who are you showing off your expressionless face to? Do you really think you're a real master?

"You two are both extraordinary people, Teacher Li. You don't know that I have to ask for a lot of favors to invite Master Yan to attend today's dinner." Director Hou saw that Li Qingfeng seemed to admire Yan Xin very much, and jumped out quickly.

Glancing at Director Hou who jumped out, Li Qingfeng smiled on the surface but was full of contempt in his heart. You are a leader of the Academy of Sciences, and you don’t believe in science but in special abilities?
He ignored Director Hou and continued to focus his attention on Yan Xin. He asked with a smile, "Master Yan, there is a question that has puzzled me for a long time. Now that we meet today, I wonder if you can help me solve it?"

"Oh? Teacher Li, tell me about it. If it's a question about Qigong or special abilities, I'm sure I know everything about it." Yan Xin said casually, still with that arrogant look on his face.

A strange smile flashed across Qingfeng Li's face, and he said calmly, "I want to ask, Master Yan, why did you wait until the fire was about to burn down the forest before you used your power to put out the fire instead of putting it out earlier or later?"

The private room, which had been bustling just a moment ago, suddenly fell into awkwardness when Li Qingfeng asked this question.

"To put out such a big fire, the energy required is quite huge. I was gathering energy at that time, but unfortunately the forest burned too fast. When I finished gathering energy to put out the fire, most of the forest had been burned down." Yan Xin showed a regretful expression on his face and sighed again and again.

"Oh I got it"

Afraid that Li Qingfeng would ask another embarrassing question, Director Hou quickly invited everyone to take a seat.

Before sitting down, Qingfeng Li whispered a few words to Yu Zheng. With Yu Zheng's weird expression, he took the car keys from Qingfeng Li and left the room.

Before they had even finished the three glasses of wine at the beginning, Yu Zheng came back and pushed the door open with a package in his hand.

After seeing Yu Zheng nodding at him, Li Qingfeng smiled and stood up from the table: "Everyone, be quiet for a moment."

"I usually admire qigong masters the most, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to meet one. Master Yan is here today. I wonder if Master Yan can perform qigong to open my eyes?"

Everyone looked at Yan Xin, waiting to see how he would answer.

Yan Xin pushed up his glasses, took out a cup from his bag, and said calmly: "Since Teacher Li wants to see it, I will show you a Qigong water gathering technique."

"Teacher Yan, I feel that Qigong Jushui is not enough to show your ability."

As he spoke, Li Qingfeng took the bag from Yu Zheng, took out a brick still covered in dirt, put it in the middle of the table, and smiled at Yan Xin, revealing a row of big white teeth:

"Teacher Yan, your Qigong can intercept the trajectory of a missile from thousands of miles away, and you can also intercept an atomic bomb at your doorstep with your mind, hitting whatever you point at."

"Then it should be no problem to hold up a brick, right?"

The room was completely silent, and everyone was quietly watching Yan Xin's next move.

Looking at the bricks on the table, Yan Xin twitched his lips. This guy doesn't play by the rules.

If you don't let me use my own props, how can I show you my special abilities? (End of this chapter)