Reborn in the red age

On the third day after Sichuan Airlines’ people came, the transaction between the two parties officially began.

The goods were shipped from both places at the same time. After more than ten hours of flight, a huge Tu-154 passenger plane slowly landed at the Capital Airport.

The first transaction between the two parties was successfully completed under the spotlight.

The name Mou Qizhong appeared on the front page headlines of all newspapers across the country the next day.

As soon as the incident of exchanging canned food for airplanes was announced, it instantly caused a huge sensation in the country, and countless people were discussing the name Mou Qizhong and his sci-fi legendary experience.

Interviews and meetings with leaders came one after another to Mou Qizhong, and for a time the name Mou Qizhong became known throughout the country.

"Hey, Brother Mou, I need to contact Big Brother to discuss the car factory. If you have nothing to do, come over and help out."

"Xiao Li, I'm really busy. I have an interview this afternoon and I have to meet with a leader. I'll go help you next time when I'm free."

Hearing the busy tone on the phone and Mou Qizhong's changed way of addressing him, Li Qingfeng's mouth twitched.

This guy is really floating, and he is floating up to the sky.

Isn't it just that he became famous by exchanging canned food for airplanes? What's the big deal? Look at me, I'm so crazy about you.
Putting the microphone on the phone, Li Qingfeng said to Zhang Yapeng beside him: "Look, this person, once he becomes famous, he is no longer a human being, but a god. We don't know how long it will take for our boss Mou to come down from heaven."

"It's normal. After doing something that shocked the whole country, it's normal to lose yourself for a while," Zhang Yapeng said with a smile.

"Okay, since he doesn't want to come, we won't force him. Let's just ask that old Russian to come. Let's ask that old Russian to go to Kunlun Hotel. Keep a low profile. You go first, I'll go over later."

After Huaxin approved a thick stack of funding applications, Qingfeng Li looked at his wrist, thinking that the time was almost up, so he headed towards Kunlun Hotel.

In a private room of the Kunlun Hotel, Zhang Yapeng talked with two Russians through an interpreter.

The scene was quite pleasant, both parties were willing to bring this matter together, and the Russians did not show any dissatisfaction because the real owner had not arrived yet.

Near noon, Li Qingfeng rushed to the private room. The two sides introduced themselves through an interpreter, and then they sat down and began the main topic of the day.

"Comrade Ivan, let's not waste time talking and get straight to the point. I'm not particularly satisfied with the Lada technology and equipment you're willing to provide. What I want is the Volga Automobile engine technology and the production line currently in use at the Gorky Automobile Plant." Li Qingfeng went straight to the point and asked for Volga Automobile's full set of technology and ready-made second-hand equipment.

Big Brother has many car brands, and Lada is considered a good car, but it is not as technically comparable to official vehicles like Volga.

After all, Volga is regarded as the pride of Big Brother's industry and a symbol of the middle class. It represents the highest industrial standards of Big Brother and is not at the same level as ordinary civilian cars like Lada.

Although Volga's engine and gearbox technology is not as good as that of Western vehicles, it is still advanced, powerful and easy to control. The only drawback is its high fuel consumption.

But this is not a problem. Which good car has low fuel consumption?
Can't we just buy the technology and then improve it slowly?
Hearing Li Qingfeng's request, the two representatives shook their heads, saying that Volga was the industrial jewel of the Russians and an economic pillar in the automotive field, and that its technology and production lines could not be sold.

Faced with the two's strong rejection, Li Qingfeng was not annoyed. After all, Volga Automobile had political significance and was equivalent to the domestic Red Flag. It was a little difficult to buy Volga's technology and production lines.

But it’s not a big problem. We are not acquiring their brand, we are just buying equipment and technology.

Immediately, Qingfeng Li began to negotiate, holding up a finger and said casually: "I will increase the money, you don't have to worry about your leader, as for you..."

Having said this, Qingfeng Li paused, glanced at the translator, took out two stacks of US dollars with a face value of 100 yuan from the briefcase he brought in, and threw one to each of the people.

Even the translator got a share, but it was much less than what they got, only a mere hundred US dollars.

Everyone on Big Brother's side is poor, from top to bottom. Although the two representatives have high ranks in Moscow and considerable savings at home, all their savings are in rubles.

The ruble is just a ruble and cannot be exchanged for dollars. Now seeing a stack of dollars being thrown into their arms, their eyes widened and they held the dollars tightly, fearing that they would run away.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Qingfeng Li knew that they had passed this level.

After wiping his hands, he asked slowly, "Dear representatives, can we now talk about the transfer of Volga Automobile technology and equipment?"

After listening to the translation, the two representatives looked at each other and saw the choice in each other's eyes.

Ivan put away the stack of money in his hand, shrugged, and said helplessly: "Sir, we are just representatives with limited power. We can only report your request. As for whether the higher-ups will agree, we have no ability to intervene."

"It doesn't matter. Just report it and I will take care of the rest."

"OK then"

“A pleasure to work with”

Qingfeng Li smiled faintly, stood up and shook hands with the two men one by one.

"Mr. Li, we have another question here. How do you solve the problem of cargo transportation?" After Ivan shook hands with Li Qingfeng, he immediately asked about the method of cargo transportation.

Li Qingfeng didn't understand what this guy meant, and said doubtfully: "Of course it is transported by sea. Whether it is a complete set of automobile production equipment or the quantity of goods traded between us, those pitiful freight train lines cannot meet the needs. We need to entrust giant ocean-going freighters to transport them."

"Do you mean that both sides will use cargo ships for transportation?"

"Sure. Why? Any problem?"

After confirming that Li Qingfeng would use a freighter for transportation, Ivan smiled with ease and waved his hand: "Mr. Li, you know that train transportation is too slow. We suffered a great loss in Mr. Mou's transaction."

"Our plane, worth 25 million US dollars, flew to your Capital Airport on the same day, but the goods that Mr. Mou traded to us will take nearly five years to be transported to our country by train."

Li Qingfeng understood what the other party meant and couldn't help but laugh. They were worried that he would learn from Mou Qizhong and try train transportation with them, with the traded goods being shipped over several years.

The Russians are not stupid. It’s only been a few days and they realized they were cheated.

Pursing his lips, Qingfeng Li solemnly said to the other party: "Don't worry, our company is strong and will not delay the delivery of your materials. The materials worth 2 billion will be delivered to your country by sea within one year."

"These 2 billion worth of supplies have solved our urgent domestic needs. Thank you very much, Mr. Li." "You're welcome. We each take what we need."

After the deal was done, Qingfeng Li did not stay any longer. He ordered a table full of dishes, told the two to eat and drink well, then said goodbye and left, with no intention of eating with them at all.

Zhang Yapeng walked out of the box to see Li Qingfeng off. In the elevator, he smiled and said, "Teacher Li, you talked too fast. You finished the discussion in just ten minutes."

"It's just a small matter, there's no need to waste time on it. The things belong to the country and the benefits are yours. Ninety-nine percent of people know how to choose," Li Qingfeng spread his hands and said casually.

"What about the remaining one percent?"

"Just consider yourself unlucky and ask for Lada's technology and equipment," Li Qingfeng shrugged and said casually.

At this point, Li Qingfeng added: "The Song Dynasty lasted 319 years, and there was only one Bao Zheng. The Ming Dynasty lasted 276 years, and there was only one Hai Rui. Given the current social situation, not to mention the temptations from society, even food is almost gone. How can there still be honest officials?"

"That makes sense. Judging from the current social situation, it is unlikely that an honest official will appear in the world." Zhang Yapeng thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

After leaving Kunlun Hotel, Li Qingfeng went home and happily ate a bowl of noodles ordered by Xiao Cai.

Some went to school, some went to work. As unemployed people, Li Qingfeng and Xiao Cai were really bored. After staring at each other for a while, they decided to go to the Computer Research Institute to write a few lines of code themselves.

"Teacher, the guy we had dinner with that day was Mou Qizhong who has been making headlines in the newspapers these days, right?"

As soon as they entered the research institute, bored Liu Guangmin and his companions immediately surrounded Li Qingfeng and curiously asked him about Mou Qizhong's situation.

Mou Qizhong is extremely popular now and has become a domestic legend, with a hint of being a leader in the domestic business community.

Everywhere in the streets and alleys, people were discussing Mou Qi Zhong and exchanging canned food for airplanes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Mou Qizhong is comparable to Jack Ma at his peak in later generations.

To be honest, Li Qingfeng was a little envious. After all, who doesn't want to be famous?
After glancing at them, Li Qingfeng, who had nothing else to do, did not chase them away. He waved his hand and led them to the tea room. While they drank tea, he told them the details of what had happened.

"Let me tell you, exchanging canned food for airplanes is not worth mentioning at all. It was just a small business of sprinkling water. It was Mou Qizhong who found me at that time."

In Li Qingfeng's story, Mou Qizhong was just an insignificant little person. He was able to make the business of exchanging canned food for airplanes only because of Li Qingfeng's great help. Otherwise, he would not have been able to do it at all.

Those present were either his students or employees of the research institute, all of whom were Li Qingfeng's subordinates.

Although he didn't believe what Qingfeng Li said and thought that he was just bragging, he still cooperated with Qingfeng and flattered him loudly, which made Qingfeng feel comfortable.

Just as Qingfeng Li was enjoying the flattery from the crowd, an untimely voice emerged from the crowd.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, teacher, can you please stop being so vain? Exchanging canned food for an airplane is indeed a great feat. Is it so difficult to acknowledge someone's excellence?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the lively scene suddenly became silent, and everyone turned their eyes to the source of the sound.

The smile on Qingfeng Li's face froze. He looked at Yu Zheng who made the sound and asked with an unchanged smile, "Why, Yu Zheng, you don't believe what I said?"

"Of course, teacher. Boss Mou said it in the newspaper. He heard the news on the train and immediately rushed to Moscow with his team. He didn't mention your name during the whole process. Let's not flatter ourselves. It's a bit embarrassing."

Yu Zheng, a young man from Northeast China, was usually careless and spoke without thinking. He was not aware of the seriousness of the problem at all and answered Li Qingfeng's questions without thinking.

After being scolded by Yu Zheng, Li Qingfeng was too lazy to pretend anymore. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot and he just looked at him coldly.

The others also looked at Yu Zheng as if he was a fool, and couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts that this guy was so brave and could be called the bravest warrior in China.

No matter how careless a person is, he will still observe people's words and expressions.

Seeing Li Qingfeng's face as black as the bottom of a pot, and the expressions of pity or gloating on the faces of other colleagues, Yu Zheng slowly closed his mouth and smiled awkwardly: "Um, teacher, I was just joking, you shouldn't be angry, right?"

"No, how could that be? You are my most proud student. I would never be angry with you no matter who I am angry with." Li Qingfeng restrained his expression and said with a forced smile.

"That's good, that's good"

But that didn't mean he was relaxing. Li Qingfeng's next words instantly made Yu Zheng's face fall.

"Well, the two cleaning ladies in our office have had some family matters these days, so there's no one to clean the office. I see Yu Zheng has dressed himself up straight, so he should be able to do the cleaning job."

"Ah, teacher, you misunderstood me."

"You're fine, I believe you." Just as he was about to finish his words, Li Qingfeng interrupted his explanation, stepped forward and patted Yu Zheng's shoulder vigorously: "The sanitation of our institute is in your hands, come on, I believe in you."

"Uh, ah, I'm fine."

Feeling the pain on his shoulder, Yu Zheng grinned and nodded in agreement with a sad face.

Seeing Yu Zheng's bitter face, Li Qingfeng's anger dissipated a little. He nodded with satisfaction, handed the empty Coke bottle in his hand to Yu Zheng, and walked away happily with his hands behind his back.

When Li Qingfeng was about to walk out of the tea room, he seemed to remember something, turned around, and said with a smile: "Yu Zheng, there are female comrades in the office. When you clean the women's restroom, remember to shout inside, don't be stupid and go into the women's restroom with your head down."

"Ah? You still want me to clean the toilet?" Yu Zheng was completely dumbfounded. He stared at Li Qingfeng in disbelief.

Without answering this question, Qingfeng Li shrugged and turned away.

Seeing Li Qingfeng's figure disappear in the tea room, those people in the tea room who had been trying to hold back their laughter no longer held back and pointed at Yu Zheng and laughed.

Among them, Liu Guangmin and Yi Xuexue's old classmates laughed the loudest. (End of this chapter)