Reborn in the red age

"No way, how can so many state-owned enterprises go bankrupt just like that?"

Thinking of the scene of millions of workers being laid off, Ma Wenhui began to stutter.

After taking a look at Ma Wenhui's slightly horrified eyes, Li Qingfeng put the child down and shook his head: "How is it impossible? Since the small state-owned factory in Fengtian went bankrupt in 1986, many state-owned enterprises have gone bankrupt all over the country in recent years. Even the bankruptcy law has been established for several years."

"Didn't the newspaper say that this is a new step towards breaking the 'big pot' system? The birth of a new life is bound to go through a period of pain, but after the pain comes the joy and hope of a new life."

A grain of sand in the era is a mountain for ordinary people.

The large-scale layoffs of workers in state-owned enterprises began in 93, and by 03, tens of millions of people had lost their jobs during that decade.

Especially in the Northeast, a heavy industrial region, countless families were laid off. Faced with large-scale layoffs, the lives of ordinary people in the Northeast were miserable.

After returning from Harbin, Li Qingfeng has been thinking about how to help the Northeast. It is simply not feasible to rely on saving state-owned enterprises.

At that time, the leaders of state-owned enterprises in Northeast China no longer cared about their factories. Anyone with a little power was trying to find ways to embezzle public funds for personal gain.

The greater the power, the greater the corruption; the less the power, the less the corruption. Even the purchasing staff in the factory are trying to figure out how to put all the production funds allocated from above into their own pockets.

The corruption was even more outrageous. Many companies that had good sales across the country began to suffer losses for unknown reasons. During the period of mass layoffs, many companies that had been losing money for more than a decade declared bankruptcy and were then bought out by private individuals at rock-bottom prices.

State-owned enterprises are rotten to the core, and no one can save them unless there is a major change.

After much deliberation, Qingfeng Li set his sights on the automotive industry.

The automobile industry has a long industrial chain and a high degree of correlation. One automobile factory can support dozens of upstream and downstream factories and create a large number of employment opportunities.

After a long silence, Ma Wenhui sighed deeply, picked up her child and went back to the room.

Zhang Yapeng, who was washing clothes, saw Ma Wenhui coming back to the house, and quickly threw the clothes into the basin, wiped the water drops on his hands with his clothes, and awkwardly took out a cigarette from his pocket: "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry"

"It's okay." Li Qingfeng smiled and waved his hands. He didn't hurt Zhang Yapeng's broken heart anymore. Instead, he asked, "Why do you wash it by hand? Don't you have a washing machine at home?"

"I have a mysophobia for this and that, and the washing machine can't wash them clean."

"OK, I understand"

After finishing a cigarette, Li Qingfeng talked about business and asked him what he thought about the automobile industry and whether he was interested in working in a car factory.

Zhang Yapeng had been living off his wife at home for the past four months and had long wanted to start a new business. He was very tempted by the opportunity offered by Li Qingfeng.

However, thinking about the huge investment in the automotive industry, Zhang Yapeng was a little worried that he would not be able to do well, and hesitantly said: "Cars, I don't understand that."

"It's okay. You studied mechanics, and cars are also machines. I'm not asking you to build cars or become a leader. You just need to understand the general principles."

"This"

Seeing the hesitation on Zhang Yapeng's face, Li Qingfeng did not urge him. After all, there was still a lot of time and it was just a plan. As for when they could have further contact with the Russians, they would have to wait until Mou Qizhong bought the plane.

After asking Zhang Yapeng to think about it at home and saying hello to Ma Wenhui in the room, Li Qingfeng took his leave.

After leaving Ma Wenhui's place, Li Qingfeng did not go home, but went straight to Zhongguancun and came to Li Hongmei's store to see if the couple were interested in working in the car factory.

"What's going on? I haven't been here for more than a month, and all the goods in your store are sold out?" In Li Hongmei's store, Li Qingfeng was a little stunned looking at the empty shelves.

Li Hongmei, who was sitting at the front desk playing Tetris on the computer, heard Li Qingfeng's shout and immediately paused the game, making a gesture to silence the other party: "Shh, keep your voice down, there's a class going on upstairs."

Having said that, without waiting for Li Qingfeng to reply, Li Hongmei came out from the counter and dragged the confused Li Qingfeng to the store door.

Standing at the door of the store, Li Hongmei pointed at the 'temporarily closed' sign on the door and said unhappily: "No, Third Brother, didn't you see the big sign at the door of my store?"

"I'm not coming in to buy anything, so why should I care whether you're open or not? I just came in when I saw the door was open." Li Qingfeng said as he poked his head out and looked towards the second floor of the store.

Li Hongmei pushed Li Qingfeng who was looking towards the second floor and said proudly, "Okay, stop looking. Sun Qian and I have started a computer training business. We have recruited more than 398 students in the past two months, and each of them is charged yuan per month for training."

"Fuck, how did you do that? Didn't you say a few months ago that the training wasn't good enough? Where did these people come from?"

To be honest, Li Qingfeng was a little shocked. With more than 398 students, the monthly tuition was , and the teaching income was over , and this was still pure profit.

Just on this street, the revenue from Li Hongmei's store has exceeded that of 99 percent of ordinary self-employed businesses.

Of course, people like Lian Xiang who have special channels are not included.

Speaking of this, Li Hongmei touched her curly hair that had just been permed, raised her head slightly with pride, and explained proudly: "Of course it was thanks to your sister's intelligence and wisdom."

"Stop touching your curly hair and tell me how you did it."

"Well, it's very simple. At the beginning, Sun Qian and I went in the wrong direction. We were looking for people in the workplace to sell courses. They would rather let their computers gather dust on their desks than spend money to learn how to use them, so naturally our business wasn't very good."

When talking about those people in the unit, Li Hongmei couldn't help but curl her lips and showed disdain for them.

"At the beginning of last month, I passed by the embassy and saw a lot of people queuing up to go abroad. When I saw these people who wanted to go abroad, I thought that they also had to find jobs and make money abroad."

"I remembered that you once said that there is a job called computer operator abroad, and it is a high-paying job, so..."

Without waiting for Li Hongmei to speak, Li Qingfeng said, "So, you used the slogan that learning computer science will lead to high-paying jobs abroad and you don't have to wash dishes to trick them into coming here to learn computer science?"

"Yes, we are siblings and even have the same ideas." Li Hongmei excitedly punched Li Qingfeng on the shoulder.

He looked at Li Hongmei with a strange expression, then raised his head to look at the second floor. Li Qingfeng had something to say and was considering whether to tell Li Hongmei.

Ever since Li Qingfeng brought out graphical interface operating systems and various office software ahead of time, computer operators, a product of the DOS era, have long disappeared without a trace.

Nowadays, there is no such job as a computer operator in America.
"By the way, Third Brother, I don't plan to run this store anymore. Please find a way to get me some computers. I plan to turn the first floor into a classroom."

Li Hongmei didn't notice Li Qingfeng's strange expression, and excitedly told Li Qingfeng about her future plans.

Seeing Li Hongmei laughing so hard that her teeth were showing, Li Qingfeng nodded silently and said that he would get her another thirty computers to fill up the first floor.

As for the computer operator, Li Qingfeng could only say that it was good to have many skills, and computer operation would become a necessary skill for all workers in a few years. After being happy for a while, Li Hongmei finally remembered to ask what Li Qingfeng was doing in the store.

"Oh, nothing serious, just asking you two to go home for dinner tonight."

Li Qingfeng did not mention the matter of the car factory. The girl's mind was now focused on teaching and training, and she would most likely not work in the car factory. Li Qingfeng also gave up the idea of ​​letting the couple go to the Northeast. It was good enough to do skills training in Sijiu City.

"No, we don't have time?"

"Ok?"

"There are too many students, so we have to teach them in batches, and classes end at 9pm."

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Mou Qizhong was very interested in exchanging canned food for airplanes, as it could bring both fame and huge profits.

In just two months, he found a buyer in China and planned to go to the Russians in person to negotiate with the seller about exchanging canned food for airplanes.

At the train station, Zhang Yapeng, who was accompanying Mou Qizhong and his assistant to board the train to Moscow, said with a strange look, "Teacher Li, this guy is a bit ridiculous. Canned food for an airplane? Is this a reliable idea?"

"It's reliable, how can it not be reliable? This is the idea I gave him."

"what?"

"What? Let's go. The meal is ready. Let's go back and eat."

When we got home, both families were there. After talking about the children, we inevitably started talking about exchanging canned food for airplanes.

There were five adults at the table, including Cai Genhua, and four of them were not optimistic about this matter.

Zhang Yapeng and Cai Genhua were not in a position to say anything, so Hu Jiabao and Ma Wenhui laughed at Li Qingfeng.

To sum it up in one sentence, exchanging cans for airplanes is completely a fantasy and there is no such thing. If the guy named Mou went to Big Brother and said he wanted to exchange cans for four airplanes, he would definitely be kicked out.

Li Qingfeng did not make any comment on the visitor's ridicule. He had already gone to Moscow and believed that there would be news soon.

Sure enough, on the day of the first snow of winter, Li Qingfeng had just returned from the construction site of the chip factory when he received a letter from Moscow commissioned by Mou Qizhong to an international trader.

"Comrade Hu Jiabao, the result of exchanging canned food for airplanes is in this letter. I'll give you a chance to choose again. Guess what the final result will be?" Li Qingfeng shook the envelope in his hand and said with an inexplicable smile.

Hu Jiabao, who was busy writing a paper on the computer, said without even raising his head: "Don't give me a chance to choose again. Big Brother is not stupid. How could he agree to exchange airplanes for those broken cans?"

"Humph, you look down on canned food? Get ready to be slapped in the face."

Li Qingfeng smiled confidently, took the letter to the computer desk, and casually threw the unopened envelope on the keyboard, letting Hu Jiabao open it and read it himself.

Li Qingfeng had remembered the last ridicule, and this time he had to slap Hu Jiabao in the face.

"I'm really impressed by you. Okay, since you insist on letting me see it, then I'll see if Big Brother has kicked him out."

Hu Jiabao was a little nervous when he opened the envelope. After all, Qingfeng Li seemed quite confident.

After opening the envelope and reading the contents of the paper, Hu Jiabao looked at Li Qingfeng with a strange expression.

Noticing Hu Jiabao's gaze, Li Qingfeng raised his head, without even looking at her, and said proudly, "What do you think? Do you still dare to say that the can is junk?"

"puff"

Hu Jiabao laughed out loud. Under Li Qingfeng's puzzled gaze, Hu Jiabao shook the letter in his hand and said with a smile: "It's just junk. It's said in the letter that Big Brother doesn't want those broken cans, he only wants US dollars. He wrote to ask for help."

"Wonderfa?"

With a look of disbelief on his face, Qingfeng Li snatched the letter from Hu Jiabao's hand and read it quickly.

After reading the contents of the letter, Li Qingfeng's face turned grim. It was just as Hu Jiabao said. Big Brother didn't want canned food, he only wanted US dollars, twenty-seven million US dollars for one plane.

Buy four planes and get one plane for free, plus a whole set of aircraft parts, which is equivalent to the value of six planes.

Is it worth it? I can only say it is quite worth it.

But it's a bit ridiculous that you can't barter. That's how Mou Qizhong got it done. Why can't it be done now? Could it be that it happened two years in advance?
Just as Li Qingfeng was thinking, Hu Jiabao pushed Li Qingfeng and said with a smile: "Okay, don't dream of exchanging canned food for airplanes. If you want an airplane, you'd better pay for it honestly. Big Brother is not stupid."

"Mr. Hu, let me tell you, regarding the matter of exchanging cans for airplanes, I say it can be done. I will get it done even if I have to go to Big Brother in person." You can't admit defeat at this time, otherwise you will definitely be laughed at in the next few months.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is fine. Can you leave now? I still have to write my thesis."

"Hmph, write your paper."

Having said that, Qingfeng Li quickly left the study and slammed the door shut.

Standing outside the study door, listening to the laughter coming from inside, Li Qingfeng frowned. Today was quite embarrassing.

Coming to the telephone in the living room, Li Qingfeng took out the phone book and called one by one, asking where he could make an international call to Moscow.

Since the 1960s, relations between the two countries have deteriorated and the confrontation has continued until May this year, resulting in poor communication between the two peoples, who can only communicate through letters and mail.

Li Qingfeng, who was anxious to know the situation, was too lazy to write a letter to Mou Qizhong. He made a series of phone calls before he found a place to call Moscow.

The next day, after the snow outside was cleared, Li Qingfeng drove straight to the Russian Embassy on Min'an Street in Dongcheng District.

It is not convenient to make this call to domestic government departments as it may easily cause misunderstandings, so you can only come to the embassy.

As soon as Li Qingfeng entered, he stuffed US dollars into the clerk's pocket, spending a total of three hundred US dollars. After explaining the situation, he got the opportunity to talk directly with Moscow.

Looking at the embassy members happily leaving with US dollars, Li Qingfeng sighed in his heart.

Big Brother has really fallen. The personnel stationed abroad are so poor that they are sent away with only a hundred dollars. (End of this chapter)