Reborn in the red age

With the theory of the lithography plant, a group of technical leaders within Huaxin sat together and conducted a simple verification, and passed the technical feasibility of the lithography plant.

The morale of Huaxin was greatly boosted, and the research and development team of the projection lithography machine "Microelectronics No. 2" from the Institute of Microelectronics of the Academy of Sciences was invited to come to Huaxin for a more in-depth feasibility discussion.

Multiple projects were launched at the same time, and Huaxin was extremely busy for a while.

Ding Guangqing also started planning for the establishment of the domestic branch of Lemon Company. Every day he was either interviewing or recruiting, and he was equally busy.

Seeing that the two capable men in the country were both extremely busy, Li Qingfeng, an idler in the building, felt embarrassed to hang around the company.

I have been playing with my children at home for a few days during the summer vacation. I was thinking about whether I should take advantage of this time to contact Mou Qi Zhong and go to Moscow to get the satellite launch done.

After receiving a call from home, the satellite launch had to be postponed.

Early in the morning, Qingfeng Li took Hu Jiabao, who had taken a leave, and drove straight to the airport.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Hu Jiabao, who was putting on makeup in front of the mirror, asked curiously, "Why did my parents suddenly come to Beijing? They didn't even say hello in advance."

"Who knows? They said they missed their children, and they happened to be free at home, so they came to visit," Li Qingfeng, who was driving, answered casually.

"You are already old, can't you take the train? Why did you take a plane? I don't know if your body can handle it."

"You know my dad is a very vain person. Why would he take a train when he can take a plane?"

"That's true, my father-in-law is indeed very respectable."

The car drove onto the airport expressway which was completed and opened to traffic last year. The couple chatted all the way and soon arrived at the Capital Airport.

It was normal for flights to be delayed these days. After waiting for a long time at the agreed airport exit, just when Li Qingfeng was getting impatient, the plane from the provincial capital to the capital finally landed.

Not long after, Qingfeng Li saw an old couple with gray hair, walking slowly towards him carrying their luggage.

After seeing the person, the couple hurriedly went to greet him, and Li Qingfeng took the luggage from Li Fuqiang.

Looking at the pale Li Fuqiang, he said unhappily, "Dad, why are only you and my mom here? Is the boss so relieved?"

"Your eldest brother is very busy. He doesn't have time to care about the life and death of us old couple." Hearing the question from his youngest son, Li Fuqiang, whose face was a little pale, immediately showed an unpleasant expression, snorted coldly, frowned and said unhappily.

Judging from the tone of their words, it seems that the old couple did not come to the city because they missed their grandchildren.

Just as she was about to ask what happened, Hong Xingying, who looked calm, glared at her husband unhappily and said angrily, "Don't make trouble. Are you happy when the two children quarrel?"

Li Fuqiang opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

After Mother Li finished scolding Father Li, she turned to look at Qingfeng Li: "We are not lying in bed unable to move, why do we need someone to follow us when we go out? This time we came here just to see the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and also to visit this big city."

Sensing that there was a story behind this, Qingfeng Li had no intention of asking further questions in public, and would wait until he got home to discuss everything.

Looking at Mr. Li's slightly pale face, Qingfeng Li asked worriedly, "Dad, you don't look well. Are you tired from the flight? How about we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"Why go to the hospital? Your dad was fine before he got on the plane, but now he's listless. He vomited on the plane." Hong Xingying started to scold Li Fuqiang again, "I told you to take the train, but you insisted on taking the plane. Now you've been vomiting all the way. Don't you feel sick?"

Seeing that Mr. Li's face was getting worse and worse after being scolded in public, Li Qingfeng quickly winked at Hu Jiabao, indicating that he should come out and smooth things over.

After receiving the signal, Hu Jiabao quickly stepped forward to persuade them: "Mom, Dad also misses the child, so he has to take a plane to come here quickly. Besides, the train is not safe. There have been many reports of train robbers in the newspapers recently. It's good to take a plane. At least it's safe and guaranteed."

With the persuasion of her daughter-in-law Hu Jiabao, Hong Xingying stopped scolding Li Fuqiang.

Seeing that Li's mother had finally calmed down, Li Qingfeng quickly interrupted: "Are you exhausted from the journey? Let's go home quickly and have a good rest."

With the help of his son and daughter-in-law, Li Fuqiang's expression eased a little. He put his hands behind his back, said "lead the way", and walked towards the front in a leisurely manner.

Qingfeng Li: ???

After exchanging a glance with Hu Jiabao, Qingfeng Li gave a wry smile and left Hu Jiabao behind to accompany Hong Xingying while Qingfeng Li hurriedly chased after them carrying the luggage.

On the way back, Li Fuqiang was shocked by the changes in the city outside, and kept sighing at the great changes in the capital.

When they returned home, the two children, Chuyi and Shiwu, who had already been told, immediately threw themselves into the arms of the old couple after the door was opened, calling "grandpa and grandma" non-stop.

Chuyi kept saying nice things to him, and Li Fuqiang was so happy that he took out his wallet and took out a stack of banknotes without counting them to give red envelopes to the two children.

When the two children were pestering their father, Li Qingfeng quietly pulled Li's mother into the study and asked her what was going on and whether she had a conflict with her eldest son.

"Hey, it's just that your dad is narrow-minded. It's just a trivial matter, but your dad has to make a fuss about it," said Li's mother dissatisfiedly.

"What exactly happened?"

Hong Xingying shook her head helplessly: "It's because the eldest brother wanted to make progress too much, so he hooked up with a leader in the city. Your father had a stomachache a few days ago and went to the hospital for treatment. The eldest brother didn't accompany your father to the hospital for treatment, but went to the city to play table tennis with the city leader. Your father has a problem with the eldest brother because of this."

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No wonder Father Li had to come to the city. Didn't you see that? The big-eyed Boss Li, in order to curry favor with his boss, actually threw his father to the hospital and ignored him. How could this be tolerated?
Li Qingfeng smacked his lips and let out a strange laugh: "Hehe, the boss has finally come to his senses. There's a saying that goes, one ball and one shot hit the right spot, and the sound of regret reaches the provincial department directly."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like Boss Li is going to be transferred to the city soon."

"Almost. Your eldest brother got 100,000 yuan from your father the day before yesterday. I think it will be soon."

Li Qingfeng curled his lips and thought to himself: This Boss Li is not good at flattering. People either flatter the leaders without spending a penny and get promoted, or they don't flatter and just use money to pave the way for themselves to be promoted.

He is just the opposite. He is rushing to flatter and giving us a lot of money. I really don't know what he is trying to achieve.

After understanding the whole story, Qingfeng Li went over to comfort Comrade Lao Li.

Of course, in front of Li's father, Li Qingfeng would definitely righteously rebuke Li Lao Da's behavior.

How could he leave his old father in the hospital just to flatter his leader? He immediately promised Comrade Li that he would call him in the evening and angrily denounce his unfilial behavior.

Having received support from his youngest son, Mr. Li nodded with great satisfaction, saying that Li Qingfeng was a good son and that he would leave all his family property to him.

Since his parents were here, Li Qingfeng naturally had to entertain them well in the evening. Based on his father's personality, Li Qingfeng had planned to book the most high-end restaurant in the city, the kind that required foreign exchange coupons to dine in.

Unexpectedly, when booking the restaurant, Li's father said in a pretentious manner: "I heard that there is a restaurant in this city called 'Three Knives and One Axe'. Let's eat the One Axe first today, and the remaining Three Knives another day. After you book the private room, call Hongmei and her family to go directly to the restaurant, and don't come to our house."

"Three swords and one axe?" Li Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then after he reacted, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then we'll just have this one axe today."

Hong Xingying on the side hurriedly stopped him: "Just eat something at home, why spend that money, that place is too expensive, a simple meal costs 3,000 yuan."

"How do you know a meal costs three thousand yuan?" Li Qingfeng asked curiously.

"It was said on TV," Hong Xingying gestured, "It was the TV show 'I Love My Family'. In the show, Jia Zhixin pretended to be a rich man and prepared 3,000 yuan for a dinner, but the customer didn't show up. In the end, he didn't go."

"ok, ok, I got it"

Li Qingfeng quickly interrupted her mother's endless TV drama story, and finally, at Li Qingfeng's insistence, she booked a private room at the Shanfu Restaurant.

After seeing that his youngest son had booked a private room, Li Fuqiang got up and returned to the room. When he came out, he had changed his clothes.

His gray hair was greased and combed into a slicked-back hairstyle. He was wearing a Montblanc jacket with a small flower on the chest, a gold watch on his wrist, a black leather bag under his left armpit, a mobile phone in his right hand, and a pager on his waist.

He looks so impressive.

Definitely the most handsome guy in the crowd.

Father Li, who was full of vigor, pointed his finger holding the mobile phone at Qingfeng Li and said, "I heard from Hongmei that you have a Mercedes-Benz worth more than one million yuan. Let's drive that Mercedes-Benz later."

"The Mercedes Benz belongs to the company. It's parked downstairs." Li Qingfeng didn't want to be so high-profile, so he politely declined.

Li Fuqiang glared and said, "We already have a driver. Let the driver drive the car over. Drivers are needed. Otherwise, they will be paid for nothing."

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Judging from the situation, Mr. Li had to ride in the Mercedes-Benz today. Li Qingfeng didn't want to argue with him. He simply called Sun Aidang and asked him and Wang Hu to drive two luxury cars from the company.

Li's mother, who was sitting on the sofa nearby, looked at Li's father with dissatisfaction, and pulled Fifteen beside her and whispered to him, "Fifteen, when you grow up, don't learn from grandpa. He loves to show off. We should be down-to-earth and not be so vain."

Fifteen nodded, not quite understanding, but his eyes were full of curiosity as he looked at his grandfather's arrogant look.

After a while, Sun Aidang and Wang Hu drove two luxury cars downstairs.

Li Fuqiang, who was upstairs, saw two shiny black luxury cars parked downstairs. After confirming that they were his cars, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He walked out of the room first with a proud and heroic look. Li Qingfeng and others had no choice but to follow him out.

Standing downstairs, Father Li pretended to shake hands with Sun Aidang and Wang Hu, as if a leader was meeting his subordinates: "Young man, work hard in the future. We in the Li family never treat our own people unfairly."

These words made the two of them look strange.

Without paying attention to the expressions of the two people, Li Fuqiang walked around the two luxury cars, nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, pointed to the Bentley that had just been delivered from America and said: "Is this a Bentley? I'm going to take this one today."

"Don't talk about today, as long as you can drive it back, you can drive this car to your hometown."

Li Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, helped Li's mother open the door of the Bentley, and then took Fifteen to get in the Bentley.

Inside the car, Li Fuqiang excitedly touched things left and right, and kept muttering: "This is more like it, I must ride in a car like this"

Li Qingfeng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, wondering why Comrade Lao Li's tendency to show off seemed to be getting worse.
The car started slowly and drove towards Shanfu Restaurant. Along the way, Li Fuqiang's eyes were always looking out the window, watching the pedestrians on the street casting envious glances at him, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

When the car was about to arrive at Shanfu Restaurant, Father Li in the back seat coughed slightly and said to Wang Hu who was driving in the front: "Hey, Xiao Wang, when we get there, park the car at the gate and remember to get out and open the door for me as soon as possible."

"Ok"

After instructing Wang Hu, Father Li looked at Li Qingfeng again and said, "I'll get off first, and you can get off after I do. Don't grab it from me."

"Don't worry, no one will snatch this from you," Li Qingfeng said speechlessly.

"That's fine"

As he spoke, Father Li closed his eyes and thought, thinking about how he would make his debut later.

Soon, a Bentley with a black-and-white license plate of a foreign company slowly stopped in front of the Shanfu Restaurant.

Following Mr. Li's request, Wang Hu quickly opened the door and got out of the car as soon as it stopped. He came to Mr. Li's seat in the back seat and opened the door respectfully.

Li Fuqiang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, adjusted his expression, and got out of the car with a serious face.

After getting off the bus, Li Fuqiang glanced at the crowd that were looking at him with envy, and he felt so happy.

Standing beside the car without leaving, he half-turned his body to touch the door, and asked Wang Hu seriously, "Is this car waxed?"

"It has already been done." Wang Hu was slightly stunned, and immediately cooperated.

"What kind of wax are you using? It's definitely not good wax. Get some good wax, made in America, and apply it twice more."

"Okay, I'll call you when I get home tonight."

Li Fuqiang nodded with satisfaction and said in a raised voice: "It's more appropriate to use American wax. A good car deserves good wax. If you don't apply it twice, it will be a shame for this car worth millions."

Looking at Mr. Li doing performance art outside, Li Qingfeng in the car was so upset.

If possible, he really didn't want to get out of the car. (End of this chapter)