Reborn in the red age

"This, this, the Party, look at it"

Zhang Yapeng was so shocked by the sudden inspection that he stuttered a little.

This is in a foreign country. If someone finds out that I have a gun, I won't be able to use my connections to smooth things over.

Seeing Zhang Yapeng's frightened expression, Sun Aidang smiled and signaled him not to worry, and walked out alone to negotiate with the flight attendant on Big Brother's side.

Soon, voices were heard in the corridor outside.

It’s just that one speaks Russian and the other speaks Chinese, and I don’t know how they communicate.

Soon, three minutes later, Sun Aidang walked in with a dark face.

"How is it? Do you need further check?" Zhang Yapeng looked at Sun Aidang nervously.

“No need to check”

When Zhang Yapeng heard that there was no need for examination, his heart finally settled down.

Seeing that Sun Aidang looked unhappy, Zhang Yapeng asked curiously, "Don't you need to check it? Why do you still have this expression?"

'They're too dark'

"Ok?"

Sun Aidang said angrily: "I was planning to give them one dollar to get rid of them, but who knew they would ask me for one dollar each."

Ah, this.
You are quite stingy, you only give bribes of 0.5 USD per person, and you use this little money to test the cadres? Which cadre can't stand such a test from you?

Big Brother is indeed having a hard time. Everyone knows that the people on this train are traders from China, who either have money or goods. Basically, every time the train arrives at a station, station staff will get on the train to check.

They are easy to deal with. They don’t ask you how much you want. Just give you a can of food or a piece of bread.

After being checked several times in a row, Sun Aidang relied on small amounts of US dollars to make it to Moscow safely, where he handed over to Mou Qizhong who came to greet him.

Li Qingfeng, who was far away in Beijing, estimated the time and called the embassy. He heaved a sigh of relief after making sure that the people had arrived safely.

Being a transnational trader is too dangerous, especially when one has to pass through the dangerous area of ​​Mongolia. It is not that one is worried about what the Mongolians will do, but rather about other fellow traders on the road.

You have to know that when you are seeking gold abroad, your compatriots are the most dangerous.

After ensuring the safety of the people, Qingfeng Li no longer paid attention to it. The matter was too big, and even if it was bribery, it would not have results within a few days.

Coming to inspect the chip factory that was still under construction in winter again, Li Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Not bad, not bad. The factory is being built very quickly. It will be completed in a few months."

"Yes, the higher-ups are very concerned about our factory and have been urging us to complete the project as soon as possible." Yu Xingzhong, the site manager who accompanied Li Qingfeng on the inspection, said with a smile.

"Then hurry up with the construction, our production line is in a hurry to start working."

"Definitely, definitely, it will be completed within six months"

I took a walk around the construction site at noon, got a bowl of rice from the workers' canteen, and chatted with the workers about the food situation.

After learning that the food at the construction site has been very good since last year, Li Qingfeng was very satisfied with Yu Xingzhong, the person in charge whom he recommended.

"Okay, Old Yu. The whole country is corrupt now, but you didn't touch the extra food allowance on the construction site at all. Not bad, not bad. You are really an honest official," Li Qingfeng patted Yu Xingzhong's shoulder and said with a smile.

When talking about this, Yu Xingzhong first showed disdain for those people in his eyes, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"What's wrong? Is there something that happened that I don't know?" Li Qingfeng asked curiously after noticing something strange in Yu Xing's heart.

"Alas," Yu Xingzhong sighed deeply, "Teacher Li, I won't hide it from you. My husband at home forces me to bring money home every day. I have no choice but to do so. I have thought about it more than once, but every time I see the workers working so hard, I can't bear to deduct money from them."

"Haha, interesting, tell me what happened?"

"It's because the people in the yard are too unscrupulous and don't hide anything. The worst of them drive motorcycles, but my family still rides a bicycle. My wife feels embarrassed and scolds me every day at home."

After Yu Xingzhong finished speaking, Li Qingfeng nodded in understanding. The 1980s and 1990s were indeed rampant, but would it be the same in later generations?
I try to hide the money in my pocket and dare not show it to anyone in China, for fear that others will find out that my spending does not match my income.

Nowadays, people are lawless. No matter how the money comes from, they dare to spend it openly, for fear that others don’t know that they have money.

Li Qingfeng couldn't say anything about this matter. It wasn't his salary, so he could only smile awkwardly and say something meaningless: "That means you have stuck to the bottom line and are a good person. Don't worry, the law will not let any criminals escape. Even though they are so happy now, they will all be on the list in the end."

"Yes, the country will definitely settle accounts with them in the end if they do this," Yu Xingzhong said with a firm look in his eyes.

Seeing Yu Xingzhong's determined eyes, Li Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders. He could only say that you were overthinking it. Pimping and hoarding goods were all done by the second and third generations. All of them were not clean from top to bottom. Not many people were put on the list.

When leaving the construction site, Xu Yuanming, who was in the same car with Li Qingfeng, looked at Li Qingfeng expectantly: "Teacher Li, the factory will be ready for operation in six months. Do you think we should contact them about our production line? I think 1.5 micron is good. Foreign countries have already reached the nanometer level. The 1.5 micron production line should be able to be sold to us."

"There's no rush. Let America build a three-micron production line so we can practice and produce some decoding chips." Li Qingfeng thought about it and refused to go straight to the 1.5-micron production line.

"Three microns? America invented this process eleven years ago. Why would we buy such outdated technology?"

"Because it's cheap"

"what?"

Xu Yuanming didn't know how to respond for a moment. Didn't they agree to make Huaxin International a benchmark for domestic semiconductors? Didn't they say they wanted to catch up with the United States and surpass Japan?

Thinking back to when Xu Yuanming first heard the news that Li Qingfeng was going to develop chips, he excitedly came from Hong Kong to the backward mainland. Wasn't he here just for advanced chips?
Now, when Xu Yuanming heard that Li Qingfeng wanted to introduce foreign technology from eleven years ago for investment reasons, he found it hard to accept it for a while.

Noticing Xu Yuanming's disappointed expression, Li Qingfeng touched his nose and said, "Well, Lao Xu, don't be disappointed. The reason why we built a three-micron production line is to practice. Once we train our skilled workers, we will go straight to the nanometer production line, not to mention 1.5 microns."

"really?"

"I promise you with all my heart" "Okay, Teacher Li, I believe you"

Li Qingfeng was not kidding. The reason why he used the 3-micron chip assembly line was mainly because of its high cost-performance ratio.

The cost of putting into production a 1.5-micron chip assembly line is too high, and the 'Battle of the Coordination' will be disbanded in five years, while the 'Wasser Agreement' will not be signed until July 1996.

The country will then enter a two-year window period of international embargo. Li Qingfeng will definitely take this opportunity to invest a large amount of money in the semiconductor industry and introduce the most advanced technology and equipment in the world.

We are still under the control of the "Battle of the CoCom". If we want to introduce a 1.5-micron production line, the cost will be huge and it will be obsolete in less than two years. By then, we won't be able to find a buyer in China. Introducing the 1.5-micron production line is a complete waste of money.

The plan was good, but when Li Qingfeng wanted to introduce a 1.5-micron production line, the spit of the experts and professors who were poached here almost drowned Li Qingfeng.

Academician Wang and other senior scientists who hold a distinguished position in the country were not going to be polite with Qingfeng Li. They called Qingfeng Li directly at his home and asked him sternly to give an explanation as to why they had introduced a production line that was three generations behind the international level.

There were so many people condemning Qingfeng Li that Qingfeng was forced to come out and explain the reasons.

But it was of no use. These old men refused to listen to any explanation and forced Li Qingfeng to introduce the most advanced production line that could be purchased according to the agreement at that time.

If they cannot agree, they will resign immediately and return to their original units to continue teaching.

These old men made Li Qingfeng so angry that he kept cursing in the office, but there was nothing he could do. After all, they were treasures. He could only follow their requirements. After he agreed to introduce a 1.5-micron production line, the old men gave up.

"It's Chinese New Year, and you sent Zhang Yapeng to Moscow on a business trip, and you also have to go to Japan on a business trip. Can you come back during Chinese New Year?"

Hu Jiabao, who was packing Li Qingfeng's luggage for a business trip, kept talking non-stop with a pout on his face.

Putting down Chuyi who was entangled with him, Li Qingfeng stepped forward and pressed Hu Jiabao's shoulders: "There is no way, I don't want to. The company's investment in Japan has begun to close, and Academician Wang and his team are going to Japan to discuss the introduction of production lines. I can only go with them."

"It's New Year's Day, and I don't know what you're doing." Hu Jiabao shook his shoulders, pushed Li Qingfeng away, and rummaged through the closet nimbly.

"It's all about money. With the reform and opening up, aren't people all looking at money and making a lot of money?"

"Okay, okay, okay, I can't convince you, go and make some money, I'll explain to you about your parents."

"Thank you, wife, it's great to have you"

Early in the morning, Li Qingfeng dressed neatly, told his two children to listen to their mother at home, then went downstairs and got into the car that had been waiting for a long time.

After joining Xu Yuanming, Academician Wang and other researchers and executives from chip companies, Li Qingfeng and his team boarded a plane and headed straight to Tokyo.

The Lemon Company branch in Tokyo is quite powerful. The company's computer software sells well throughout Japan, and it has branches and offices in many cities.

As soon as he got off the plane, Fang Wanzhen, who had already arrived in Tokyo, came up to him anxiously: "Mr. Li, I've been looking forward to seeing you for so long that you finally come. If you don't come, I will go to Beijing to look for you."

"Ms. Fang, you're not good at cultivating your Qi. Why do you go out without any makeup? This doesn't fit your usual image of a sophisticated strong woman." Looking at Fang Wanzhen, who came to greet him hastily without even any makeup on her face, Li Qingfeng teased with a smile.

"Mr. Li, please don't tease me. Japan is going crazy right now. After the Ministry of Finance's warning, stock prices and housing prices not only did not fall, but also ushered in a wave of crazy growth. According to your notice to sell off this year based on the situation, I sold half of the company's assets in early December."

"Now Zhan Peizhong and the others who are managing Japanese investments are always giving me the cold shoulder, saying that Japan still has a chance to rise, and it won't be too late to sell after the Chinese New Year, and we can cash out at the highest point and leave."

After listening to Fang Wanzhen's story, Qingfeng Li raised his eyebrows: "What else did they say?"

"They also said that only those with long hair and short knowledge would give the order to sell so early. It's completely an amateur guiding the experts." Fang Wanzhen, who had been squeezed for more than half a month, took this opportunity to secretly flatter them in front of Li Qingfeng.

After looking at Fang Wanzhen, Li Qingfeng smiled but said nothing. It was a good thing for subordinates in the company to have conflicts. If they were harmonious and loved each other, Li Qingfeng would not be able to sleep.

Let Fang Wanzhen be patient and arrange the experts and scholars from "Huaxin" on the bus first. After watching them go to the hotel to rest, they can get on Fang Wanzhen's car.

Li Qingfeng praised Fang Wanzhen's decision: "You made the right decision to sell in early December. Japan's economic collapse is inevitable. It may hold out for a while, but it will definitely not last long."

“If we delay the sale for a month, our overall earnings will indeed increase a lot, but we have already made enough. There is no need to earn every last penny. If you want to earn the last penny from the investor, you will not end up well in the end.”

"Not earning the last penny?"

Fang Wanzhen chewed over this sentence carefully and nodded thoughtfully, indicating her agreement with this statement.

"Mr. Li, what you said is great. I always thought you were a computer expert, but I didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding of economics."

"Ok?"

Has no one said this? Li Qingfeng thought about it carefully, and it seemed that no one was talking at the moment.

Well, since no one has mentioned it, sorry, I'll just steal it.

Qingfeng Li immediately coughed in a pretentious manner: "Ahem, it's just a simple truth."

Without waiting for Fang Wanzhen to ask further, Li Qingfeng said, "By the way, notify everyone that there will be a meeting at the Tokyo branch tomorrow. Send me to the hotel now. I'm a little tired."

"Ok"

After successfully checking into the Imperial Hotel Tokyo, a long-established Japanese hotel, Li Qingfeng urged Fang Wanzhen to leave.

After dinner, Li Qingfeng changed his clothes, went downstairs and hired an Englishman who knew Japanese and had a local driver's license as an interpreter. The two of them drove out and headed for a location in Chiyoda District, Tokyo.

After arriving at the destination, Li Qingfeng asked the British translator to wait on the roadside for a while and went straight to a Japanese-style building complex.

"Shh, it's comfortable"

After emptying the liquid stored in his bladder, Qingfeng Li shivered in comfort, then pulled up his trousers and walked out in style.

On the wall soaked by Li Qingfeng's body fluids, the four characters "Yasukuni Shrine Toilet" were written. (End of this chapter)