Reborn in the red age

Looking at Chuyi's back as he skipped away, Qingfeng Li stroked his chin. This kid is no good.

He is only seven years old this year, why is he so greedy for money?
It's bad enough that she's greedy for money, but she even threatened her father for money. It seems like it's time to deal with Chuyi.

Li Qingfeng decided to teach Chuyi a lesson and took action immediately.

Li Qingfeng walked to the refrigerator behind Hu Jiabao, took an apple from it, and said casually, "Mr. Zhao, the head teacher of the first grade class, said that there are many wrong questions in the first grade homework recently, and asked us parents to take time to tutor our children. Do you think it's you or I who should go?"

"Don't go, I'll do it"

When Hu Jiabao heard what Li Qingfeng said, he suddenly sat up from the stool and quickly pushed the door open and walked into Chuyi's room.

Looking in the direction of Chuyi's room, Li Qingfeng chuckled, opened a bottle of beer, sat on the sofa, watching TV with Shiwu, and waiting to see Chuyi run out of the room crying.

As expected, it was just as Qingfeng Li expected.

Less than twenty minutes after Hu Jiabao entered, he heard the sound of slamming the table, followed by Hu Jiabao's defensive roar: "There are a total of thirty-five roosters in the breeding group, and there are fifty-nine more hens than roosters. How can there be only eighty-four hens?"

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Fifteen, who was watching TV on the sofa, heard the noise coming from inside. He was so scared that he jumped off the sofa, without even putting on his shoes, and ran back to his room quickly with his short legs, closing the door by the way.

Li Qingfeng was stunned by such a swift movement, and the corners of his mouth twitched. This kid is quite good at observing people's expressions!
"Don't act stupid with me. Say what you just said again. What turns green in the spring?"

Just when Qingfeng Li was wondering why Hu Jiabao spoke in dialect, Chuyi's weak voice came from the room:
"Spring is here, Dad is green"

Qingfeng Li: "."

Soon, Chuyi ran out of the house crying. Seeing Li Qingfeng on the sofa, she immediately threw herself into Li Qingfeng's arms and begged him in a sobbing voice, "Dad, I don't want Mom to teach me how to do my homework."

Before Li Qingfeng could speak, he saw Hu Jiabao rushing out of the house angrily, picked up Chuyi and carried him back to the room. Before leaving, he glared at Li Qingfeng fiercely.

Hearing the sound of the door slamming shut, Li Qingfeng, who was sitting on the sofa, was startled and quickly turned off the TV and went back to his room to sleep.

Things seem to be getting a bit out of hand.
I just wanted Hu Jiabao to teach a lesson to the first grader, but I didn't expect that Hu Jiabao, who was tutoring the first grader to do homework, could be so fierce. It was totally unlike her usual self.
At ten o'clock in the evening, after tutoring his first-grade students, Hu Jiabao returned to his bedroom full of resentment.

The first thing he did when he came in was to kick Li Qingfeng, who was lying on the bed, and make him fall over.
Then he lay on the bed and cried.

Li Qingfeng, who was kicked, stood up to comfort her: "Why are you crying? It's not that serious, it's not that serious, I'm just helping you with your homework."

"It's so infuriating. I've always been top of my grade since I was in kindergarten. How could my child be like this? Do you think the hospital gave birth to the wrong child in the first grade?"

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Li Qingfeng's mouth twitched, and he waved his hands quickly: "No, no, you were working in the hospital at the time, the nurse could have taken anyone else's child by mistake, but she would never take yours by mistake."

"Then why didn't Chuyi inherit any of my intelligence?" At this point, Hu Jiabao's face changed, and he looked at Li Qingfeng hatefully and said, "It's you, your daughter takes after her father. Chuyi is so dumb, she must have inherited more of your genes."

"Hmm??? It's a bit inappropriate for a doctor like you to say this, right?"

"I don't care, it's all your fault"

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The next night, when Hu Jiabao came home from get off work, the first thing he said when he saw Li Qingfeng was to complain to him: "I was so mad at your daughter last night. Today in the hospital, I felt like I was about to have a stroke. My chest was stuffy and my throat was sore. I only felt better when I was about to get off work in the afternoon."

"How about we say goodbye tonight?" Qingfeng Li asked tentatively.

"No, I will help the first grader with her homework every night until she makes progress in her studies and becomes the top student in the class."

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"Be gentle, don't be so fierce, you're still young, don't get scared"

Hu Jiabao took a deep breath and said, "I will control myself. I will be patient and gentle when teaching homework in the future. I will not lose my temper. If I lose my temper, you can remind me."

Hu Jiabao made promises to Li Qingfeng verbally, but not long after he had finished dinner and entered Chuyi's room, the harsh scolding sounded again.

Remembering Hu Jiabao's instructions in the evening, Li Qingfeng stood up and walked to Chuyi's room. Just as he was about to open his mouth to remind him, a pair of slippers flew towards the door.

Li Qingfeng was so frightened that he quickly stepped back and left Chuyi's room.

Hu Jiabao taught the first graders their homework for a whole week. Every night the Li family could hear the sound of Hu Jiabao's loud and loud voice while they were helping with their homework.

A week later, after dinner, Hu Jiabao asked Chuyi to do his homework by himself, while she sat on the sofa and watched TV.

Noticing Li Qingfeng's curious gaze, Hu Jiabao said something quite insightful: "Reading is a talent. Some people can read, and some can't. There are many students all over the world, but there are many bitter melons in one's family."

"Since Chuyi is not good at studying, there is no need for us to force him to study like other families do, as long as he can grow up happily."

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"Great! Doctor Hu is worthy of having studied psychology. He has a very clear view of things." Li Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and applauded.

Fifteen, who was about to slip away quietly, heard his mother's words. Although he didn't quite understand the meaning, he understood the four words "no need to study".

At that moment, an innocent smile appeared on her face. She excitedly ran to Hu Jiabao and said with a big grin, "Mom, my sister doesn't have to go to school anymore, so does that mean I don't have to go to kindergarten anymore?"

"If you dare not study hard, I will break your legs." "Woo woo woo"

At night, the house became much quieter without the sound of Hu Jiabao tutoring the first-grade students with their homework. Li Qingfeng could finally calm down and watch the TV he brought back from Hong Kong.

Hu Jiabao, whose mentality was broken, didn't even want to help the first-year students with their homework, let alone check their homework. He pushed all the work to Li Qingfeng for inspection, and tried not to see it, hiding in the study room to do his own things.

If the task of checking homework is given to Li Qingfeng, it is equivalent to not checking it. Li Qingfeng is particularly tolerant of the first-year students' studies.

As long as there are words on the homework book, you pass. It doesn’t matter whether it is right or wrong.

Without Hu Jiabao's suppression, the first night of the new year was fine. He did his homework honestly in the room. But the next day he began to let himself go and returned to his usual self, jumping and skipping around the room with Fifteen.

"Teacher Li, the production line we bought in Japan at the beginning of the year has entered the domestic waters and will arrive in Tianjin tomorrow." Xu Yuanming excitedly found Li Qingfeng and reported the arrival time of the 1.5-micron production line.

Upon hearing the news, Li Qingfeng suddenly stood up from his stool, slapped the table excitedly and said, "Great! The equipment has been purchased for half a year and it has finally arrived in Hong Kong smoothly."

The chip production line was so sophisticated that it took more than three months just to dismantle it in Japan, and another month to coordinate the transportation by cargo ship.

Nearly five months later, the chip factory has been completed and the much-needed production line has finally been shipped back.

The arrival of the production line is great news for all employees of Huaxin International.

After all, since the establishment of "HuaXin", it has been showing off its wealth to the people of the whole country. Not only did it build the first modern chip production factory in the country, but it also has a 400-meter-high office building under construction in Zhongguancun.

The staff is even more talented, bringing together half of the high-end talents in the country's integrated circuit industry.

Since its establishment, Huaxin has been able to be said to have both money and people, and has quickly become the company with the strongest financial and scientific research capabilities in China, instantly defeating all state-owned enterprises and joint ventures except those in monopoly industries.

The problem is that a company with such impressive data on the surface does not even have a production line or a product.

Only one research institute in Peking University is holding up the scene.
Li Qingfeng felt ashamed to tell others about it.
On that day, after all kinds of professors in the old city received the news that the production line would arrive in Hong Kong the next day, they rode their short bicycles to the Peking University Microelectronics Institute and asked the institute to send a motorcade to take them to Tianjin. They wanted to be the first to welcome the arrival of the production line.

This kind of small matter did not require Li Qingfeng's approval. Ding Guangqing, director of the Microelectronics Research Institute, nodded and agreed, and arranged a convoy to take them to Tianjin.

Li Qingfeng had nothing to do, so he said something to Hu Jiabao and dispatched a Land Cruiser to follow the convoy to Tianjin.

The expressway from Sijiucheng to Tianjin has not yet been completed. Large convoys that want to go to Tianjin can only take the old national highway.

The national highway was old and shabby, and the journey of just over 100 kilometers took more than four hours. When they arrived in Tianjin, Li Qingfeng, looking listless, staggered out of the car, squatted on the side of the road and vomited violently.

Damn, this bumpy and broken road makes taking a car no different from taking a boat. It would be better to take the train.

"Brother Li, are you okay?"

Sun Aidang, who was both a driver and a bodyguard, saw Li Qingfeng squatting on the side of the road and vomiting, and quickly handed him a brand new towel.

After taking the towel and wiping his mouth, Qingfeng Li waved his hand weakly: "It's okay, the road is too broken, and I feel carsick. I will be fine after a rest."

"This road is not bad. Sijiucheng and Tianjin are both important cities in China. The roads here are already good. The roads in some inland provinces are really poor. Some places are still dirt roads."

"Okay, stop talking, hurry up and move into the guesthouse so I can rest for a while."

"HuaXin" has 35% of the shares held by the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and has a party group stationed inside, so it can use the name of a state-owned enterprise when it goes out.

The local hotel also recognized the company's own letter of introduction and quickly reserved enough rooms for everyone.

After a night's rest, Li Qingfeng, who had recovered, and a group of old professors quickly ate the breakfast provided by the hotel, then took a car to the dock to wait for the arrival of the cargo ship.

"Xiao Li, your trip to Japan this time has accomplished a great thing. You have introduced the first 1.5 micron chip production line in China at only half the price, finally breaking the domestic gap." Sitting on the bus, Professor An Yumin of Wudaokou Integrated Circuit smiled and praised Li Qingfeng for buying this production line.

Hearing Professor An's words, Li Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, "The first production line? Didn't Factory 742 say at the beginning of last year that it would introduce a micron production line?"

"Hmph, the bureaucracy is serious. The application submitted two years ago hasn't even been approved for discussion yet. I think by the time the meeting is passed, this production line will be taken away and sold as scrap." Before Professor An could speak, an angry voice came from behind.

These angry and sarcastic words made the originally bustling carriage instantly deserted.

Seeing the atmosphere in the car cooled, An Yumin looked back and said helplessly: "Hey, Lao Liu, don't say anything that is not conducive to unity. The higher-ups have their own considerations. After all, it involves such a large investment, so naturally we need to hold several more meetings to discuss it."

"How many meetings have been held? So many years have passed since the '86 Strategy' was proposed in 531. Thousands of meetings, big and small, have been held? What's the use? Until now the second goal has not been achieved." The old man called Lao Liu was very disdainful of An Yumin's words and brought out the "531 plan" to refute him.

531战略是在1986年提出的，即“普及5微米技术、研发3微米技术，攻关1微米技术”。

The strategy is very good, and it is indeed a good strategy based on national conditions. If it can be implemented, although the domestic chip industry cannot reach the international advanced level, it can still keep up with the international advanced level.

However, when it came to actual implementation, it became a mess, most of the investment went down the drain, and a lot of the country's foreign exchange was wasted.

Currently, only one Factory 742 has achieved the second-stage goal, and the rest of the factories may as well not be mentioned.

An Yumin didn't expect Lao Liu to be so disrespectful, and he refuted: "Nonsense, how can meetings be useless? Without meetings, how can we coordinate all parties to discuss joint cooperation, how can we negotiate and reach a consensus? How can we promote joint action and cooperation?"

“I don’t deny that meetings are indeed very useful, but the themes of the meetings should be set by us researchers, and most of the participants should also be researchers. We can’t let laymen guide experts.”

At this point, Lao Liu paused and added sarcastically: "If the decision-making power is handed over to them, it will take two years to discuss the project, two years for administrative approval, and several years to introduce the technology."

"By the time we actually started production, the equipment and technology we had introduced were all outdated, and we were losing money as soon as we started production" (End of this chapter)