Reborn in the red age

I asked the fat boss for detailed information about the sales of various electronic products in recent days, strolled around the electronics street, randomly found a few stores, and did a simple sales survey.

"People are still poor. Even if we reduce the price of mobile phones to less than 4,000 yuan, sales will not increase much in three years. The percentage will not even be 100%."

After strolling around the electronics street, Qingfeng Li came to this conclusion.

Chen Defa shrugged his shoulders, a look of confusion appeared on his face, and he said in confusion: "Brother, mobile phones are not something prepared for ordinary people. They are luxury goods. How can all ordinary people afford them?"

"Who told you that mobile communication equipment is a luxury? In my opinion, mobile communications are daily necessities and should not be priced too high. They should be affordable for all the people in the country, changing their lifestyles and allowing them to enjoy the convenience of technology. This is the true meaning of technology." Li Qingfeng shook his head slowly with a firm gaze, and spoke out his understanding of technology in a resounding voice.

Chen Defa was slightly startled. Looking at the determined eyes and confident expression of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably shocked.

If someone else said that the meaning of technology is to allow ordinary people to enjoy its convenience, Chen Defa would only sneer at it, thinking that the other person is a hypocrite who says one thing and does another.

After all, when doing business and spending so much money on research and development, who doesn’t do it for money?

Giving up profits to make products affordable for ordinary people, what a joke!
But when these words came out of Li Qingfeng's mouth, Chen Defa really didn't have the slightest doubt, because that's what Li Qingfeng did. Having followed Li Qingfeng for ten years, Chen Defa had seen everything Li Qingfeng did over the years.

From a DVD player that sold for 2,200 yuan to a mobile phone that sells for 5,800 yuan now, it seems that Li Qingfeng really never cares about profits and only wants ordinary people to enjoy the convenience of technology.

After Li Qingfeng finished saying this, he kept walking forward. As he walked, he found that Chen Defa had not caught up with him.

Li Qingfeng stopped and looked back, only to see Chen Defa standing there in a daze. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Hey, Defa, what are you dazed about?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay." After Chen Defa reacted, he took two quick steps and caught up with Li Qingfeng. "Brother, I was thinking about what you just said."

"Ok?"

"Brother, I know you have lofty ambitions and your goal is to change the world. Although I only graduated from junior high school and have little education, and I can't do high-tech, after so many years of experience, I think I have some skills in the sales business. In the future, you can leave the sales of the company to me."

Li Qingfeng fell silent as he looked at Chen Defa, who was patting his chest.

After a long moment, Qingfeng Li nodded slightly, a hint of relief and emotion flashing in his eyes. He was such a down-to-earth person. He was not wrong about him when he was on the train.

After the weekend inspection, Li Qingfeng sent away Chen Defa and He Guangqin who was working overtime, and took Sun Aidang to Li Hongmei's training class.

It would be fine if you didn't come, but since you have finally come here, it would be unreasonable not to visit my little sister.

Li Hongmei, the younger sister who had become a big boss, saw Li Qingfeng coming in. She came towards him in high heels, with her hair curled into big waves and flaming red lips, looking like an urban beauty.

"Brother, how come you have time to come to our store today? What brings you here? Come and sit down."

As Li Hongmei spoke, she neatly directed the shop assistants to serve tea and water, and her every move revealed the aura of a boss.

"Why, I can't come if there's no wind?"

"Come on, come on, who can stop you? You are the owner of this house."

Li Qingfeng smacked his lips. Why did he feel like this little girl was trying to make fun of him?
"Then I'll transfer the house to you?"

"Okay, I'll go to the bank and transfer $400,000 to you, and we'll transfer the ownership tomorrow."

It’s confirmed, this little girl is really thinking about this house.

Li Qingfeng waved his hand and said generously: "Forget it, it's just a shop, why would it cost so much? As your elder brother, I'm giving it to you. Just think of it as buying an asset for my nephew."

"That's not appropriate. My sister-in-law's name is on the property deed. If you give it to me for free, how are you going to explain it to my sister-in-law?"

"I gave something to my own sister. What explanation do I have to give her? And you're even rebelling against her!"

Li Hongmei thought about it and didn't mention the matter of giving money. Since her third brother was willing to give it, she, as his younger sister, should just accept it.

It’s just a house, which is a drop in the bucket for his third brother.

Led by Li Hongmei, Li Qingfeng visited the newly renovated store.

Now their training business has grown big, with nearly 3,000 students. They borrowed Li Qingfeng's idle factory in Shijingshan and made some modifications to turn it into a closed school.

In addition to training in computer operation and programming, we also hired several teachers to teach students English.

It's a bit like New Oriental, but it involves more teaching than New Oriental, which only teaches English.

This shop located on Electronic Street is now only used for admissions. After all, it is not convenient to enroll students at the Shijingshan campus.

"Brother, you don't know, the training business we do has already made a name for itself. Even people from the Special Administrative Region and Shanghai come from far away to attend classes." Li Hongmei straightened her back slightly, her face full of pride as she said this.

"is it?"

Li Qingfeng raised his eyebrows. He only knew that his younger sister's business had grown, but people from both the Magic City and the Special Administrative Region came to participate in the training. This was something Li Qingfeng had not expected.

"Do you think I'm lying to you? I spent half a million dollars on advertising this year. If there's no effect, then the money will be wasted."

Now Li Qingfeng really had to look at his sister with new eyes. This was not the promotion of the already mature health care product industry, but the education and training industry had just sprouted, and she, Li Hongmei, dared to spend 500,000 on advertising.

Not to mention anything else, this courage alone is something that not everyone can possess.

He really has the talent to do business. He might be the next Dong Geli.

Li Qingfeng became interested in the training class organized by Li Hongmei and her husband. He got in the first-generation Mercedes-Benz car given to Li Hongmei and drove straight to the training school in Shijingshan.

Except for some minor exterior details and interior configuration upgrades, the rest of the first-generation Mercedes-Benz car was a complete copy of Volga's GAZ 24 sedan.

After all, time is tight, and only after production can problems be discovered, improved and upgraded.

On the road, Li Hongmei complained a lot that this car was really broken and much worse than imported cars. The control was not good, the engine was not good, the chassis was not good, and the workmanship was rough, even worse than the domestic Xiali.

Li Qingfeng smacked his lips and did not refute Li Hongmei's complaints. Everyone knew that the car was broken, so there was nothing to refute.

When the cars produced by the Mercedes-Benz Automobile Factory come out and are still like this, Li Qingfeng will start cursing.

"Brother, look, this is a classroom converted from a workshop and office building. There are 1,500 computers in it now. I am still adding more computers and I will try to double the number of computers by tomorrow."

Sun Qian, who was teaching programming at the college, learned that his uncle had come and assigned him an assignment. He hurried over to introduce him to Li Qingfeng.

"One thousand five hundred units, wow, that's nearly tens of millions, it's a big deal."

"It's not that expensive. We bought all the parts in bulk in the special zone and assembled them. Most of the parts are made in China. The imported 286 chips, memory, hard disks and other things are second-hand from abroad. The cost of a single computer is only yuan."

"Where's the operating system? You didn't ask me for it, so you bought a pirated version?"

"How can that be possible? How can I spend money to buy pirated copies?"

"Did you buy the genuine version that was smuggled in?" Sun Qian was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this. He said awkwardly, "Well, I cracked the pirated version of Windows 2.0 in China and installed the system myself. It didn't cost me much."

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"Hey, brother, let me warn you. Piracy is rampant in China now. The key algorithm of your company's Windows 90 has been cracked. Someone has also written a key generator program, and it's quite expensive. One key costs four hundred yuan."

"What? The 90% key algorithm has been cracked? Are there still such experts in the country?"

Li Qingfeng was a little shocked. The first few versions were easy because the technology was not up to standard at that time. Li Qingfeng did not do much to prevent theft. As long as one had technical knowledge, it was easy to pirate Windows.

But the 90 version is different. Lemon Company has put a lot of effort into anti-theft and used the most advanced encryption algorithm. It has only been a few years, and they have even developed a key generator.

"Brother, there are so many talented people in China. It's normal to have experts. Think positively. Anyway, your company doesn't do business in China, and you can't make that much money."

"Besides, these pirated products are all genuine products claimed to be imported from Lemon Company. They are helping you expand the market. When the time comes, your company can just come in and reap the benefits. You don't even have to expand the market yourself. How great is this?"

Li Hongmei, who was standing by, looked at Li Qingfeng's depressed expression and stepped forward to comfort him with a smile.

Li Qingfeng shrugged, not wanting to say more. Why would they just pick up something ready-made? There was no ready-made thing in China for Lemon Company to pick up.

Even if we expand our business to the domestic market, few people will buy genuine software.

After experiencing the school cafeteria and preparing to leave after dinner, Li Hongmei rolled her eyes and pulled Li Qingfeng, wanting him to go teach the students.

Li Qingfeng, who had not been a teacher for a long time and taught students, listened to his younger sister's suggestion and agreed without hesitation.

Seeing that Li Qingfeng agreed, Li Hongmei jumped up excitedly and asked Sun Qian to take Li Qingfeng to the office to check the courseware and prepare for the afternoon class in advance. She picked up her mobile phone and ran out, not knowing where she went.

Li Qingfeng, who hadn't taught students for many years, spent an hour in the office carefully preparing the courseware.

Under the guidance of Sun Qian, they walked into the prepared classroom.

"Ahem, let me introduce you. The person teaching us today is Li Qingfeng, the founder of Lemon Company and a computer professor at Peking University. Professor Li, ok, everyone applaud."

Standing on the podium, Li Qingfeng regained the feeling he had when he was teaching. He nodded slightly to the audience whose palms were red from clapping their hands. After briefly introducing himself, he went straight to the point without any more nonsense.

"Okay, everyone, turn on the host first, and let's start today's teaching."

After Li Qingfeng finished speaking, the people below looked at each other and did nothing.

Just when Li Qingfeng was puzzled, a middle-aged man wearing glasses raised his hand: "Professor Li, are you sure you want to turn on the host first?"

"Huh? How can it run without turning on the host?"

"Our teacher taught us to turn on the monitor first, then the host, and said the order must not be wrong."

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Li Qingfeng walked to the side of the podium and looked at the students' feet.

Well, no wonder there is a smell of stinky feet in the classroom, it turns out that everyone is not wearing shoes and came in barefoot.

If someone's feet get athlete's foot, wouldn't it spread to a large area?

These students were lucky because what Qingfeng Li taught in class was full of practical information without any empty talk. When Qingfeng Li was teaching students in school, he was not so attentive.

A class had just ended and Li Qingfeng hadn't packed up to leave the classroom yet when Li Hongmei, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, rushed in.

"No, where are you going? I just finished class and I haven't gone to the bathroom yet."

"There's no rush to go to the bathroom. Hold it for a while. Let's go downstairs and take a picture."

"Take a photo? What do you mean?"

When we rushed downstairs, it was already crowded with people. Sun Qian was directing hundreds of students to take their positions. In front of them were cameramen with cameras and reporters with microphones.

"Hello, Mr. Li. Hello, I am Sun Wenhui, a reporter from Science and Technology News. Nice to meet you."

Seeing this situation, how could Li Qingfeng not know what was happening? He glared at Li Hongmei fiercely, then put on a smiling face and greeted the reporters.

"Brother, I just thought of a slogan. Do you think it's okay? If it's okay, lead the students to shout it out."

After taking a few photos, Li Qingfeng was about to leave when Li Hongmei squeezed over and handed him a piece of paper.

Li Qingfeng didn't even look at the content on the paper. He pointed his index finger at Li Hongmei's forehead and said unhappily, "You are really my sister. You can take advantage of your brother as much as you want."

"You are my brother after all. If I don't pull you, who else should I pull? Take a quick look at the above content and see if it's okay. Do you want to change it?" Li Hongmei put her hands behind her back and looked at Li Qingfeng with a smile.

"I will never come to your crappy school again"

He looked at Li Hongmei helplessly, said something harsh, then took the note and read the contents.

After just a glance, Qingfeng Li closed the note and said with disdain, "What is this? It's long and boring. The slogan is long and boring. Who can remember it?"

"Ah, I think it's pretty good. There are more than 40 words in total, which is not too many."

"Come on, I'll tell you something simple and easy to remember."

"Tell me what you think"

"Which is the best place to study computer technology? Go to Hanhai in the capital of China. Which is the best place to study English? Go to Hanhai in the capital of China. You can pay for the rest of the tuition fees yourself."

(Hanhai is the name of Li Hongmei’s school, the full name is Hanhai Computer School)
Li Hongmei carefully savored this slogan of more than ten words, and her eyes lit up instantly.

We decided on the spot to use this slogan for the school advertisement.

Li Qingfeng asked for a loud speaker and explained to the hundreds of students behind him how to shout the slogan.

Then, Li Qingfeng stood in front, imitating the movements of Mr. Guoqiang in later generations. In just three minutes, he personally shot this brainwashing advertisement.

Li Qingfeng originally thought that Li Hongmei would only air this advertisement on local TV stations, and that its scope of circulation and influence would not be too large, and that the video footage would certainly not be preserved for future generations.

Therefore, after the advertisement was shot, he didn't care much about it and soon put the matter out of his mind and forgot about it completely.

However, time passed quietly, and two months later, when Li Qingfeng accidentally saw this advertisement during the prime time of CCTV, he regretted it deeply.

Especially when he saw Hu Jiabao grinning from ear to ear beside him, Li Qingfeng felt ashamed to face others.

At the same time, I had a hunch that this thing would not be preserved until the 21st century and become my dark history, right? (End of this chapter)