Reborn in the red age

"Teacher Li, Mr. Xu from Bird wants to invite you to dinner. Do you want to meet him?"

In the conference room, after discussing the placement of the 0.8-micron production line, when the meeting was adjourned, Xu Yuanming told Li Qingfeng that the founder of Bird Corporation wanted to meet him.

"Bird Company?"

Speaking of Bird Corporation, Li Qingfeng still wanted to meet it. After all, compared with the mobile phones made by the other four state-owned enterprises, Li Qingfeng was more optimistic about Bird Corporation.

There is no other reason. In the next ten years, this company will become the dominant force in the domestic mobile phone market.

The phrase "fighter jet among mobile phones" has made the Bird brand famous all over the country, and it has topped the domestic mobile phone sales list for many years.

Li Qingfeng knocked on the table, thought for a moment, and slowly shook his head: "Forget it, seeing him now will have a bad influence on him. The four major state-owned enterprises are all watching him. If the news of my meeting with him spreads, his small private enterprise will not be able to withstand the blow from the four major state-owned enterprises."

"Okay, I'll help you reject him later."

"Okay, I reject it." Having said this, Qingfeng Li paused and looked at Xu Yuanming: "By the way, when the 0.8 micron production line arrives, I should not be in the country. You should pay more attention to it and don't let anything go wrong."

"Not in the country?"

"Yes, I am going to Moscow. The first heading satellite of the satellite company will be launched at the end of next month. I plan to go there to see the shocking scene when the satellite is launched."

Looking at the electronic calendar hanging on the company's wall, Xu Yuanming asked in surprise, "So fast? Wasn't the company established just over three months ago? Is the satellite going to be launched now?"

"The North had originally planned to launch this satellite. If they hadn't wanted to make some extra money, they would have launched their satellite into space last year. Mu Qizhong had already settled everything last year. Now that the funds have arrived, won't we be able to start the launch process?"

"I see. Then go ahead. Don't worry about the production line. I'll take care of everything."

After finishing all the chores at home and receiving an email from Mou Qizhong who was far away in Moscow, Li Qingfeng called his grandfather who was still in his hometown and asked him to take a plane to Sijiu City so that they could set off for Moscow together.

In early October, after the National Day, Li Qingfeng began to prepare for his departure.

On the day of departure for Moscow, Qingfeng Li felt a headache when he looked at the room full of people.

Many people went to Moscow to watch the satellite launch.

Previously, Li Qingfeng planned to go out with the old man and come back after watching the satellite launch. However, after the two children found out about it on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they also clamored to go watch the satellite launch.

Li Qingfeng, who was troubled by the noises of the two children, could only agree to their request reluctantly.

Three of the family of four went, so Hu Jiabao naturally had to go with them, and so they became a family of four.

When Hu Jiabao was chatting with his father-in-law on the phone, he mentioned the news in passing, and his father-in-law and his wife were added to the group heading to Moscow.

After the Li brothers and sisters learned the news, they expedited the application for passports, saying that their grandfather needed someone to take care of him abroad. Then they packed up their things and came to Sijiu City to reunite with their younger sister Li Hongmei.

In this way, the commercial inspection team going to Moscow to launch a satellite turned into a family tour group.

Looking at the old and weak women in the room, Qingfeng Li rubbed his brows and said, "Have you packed everything? Let's get ready to go."

"Don't worry, Wenhui hasn't come yet. Let's set off after Wenhui comes." Hu Jiabao stopped the decision to set off now, indicating that one person had not arrived yet.

Well, one more person is added temporarily, and now the number of people becomes eleven.

Li Qingfeng looked at his watch and asked helplessly, "Didn't she say she was not going to take the child with her? Why did she decide to go again?"

"Wenhui called me this morning and said that her mother-in-law was here and could help take care of the children, so she decided to go and watch the satellite launch," Hu Jiabao explained.

Speak of the devil, and he appears. Just when Li Qingfeng was about to ask Hu Jiabao to call again to urge him, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was Ma Wenhui who had decided to join at the last minute.

Qingfeng Li looked at Ma Wenhui, who was carrying a small bag and traveling lightly, and said speechlessly, "You only brought these few things when you went abroad?"

“Why bring so many things? It’s not like you’re poor. Just buy whatever you need when you get there.” Ma Wenhui shrugged, the main point being that she was wealthy.

Li Qingfeng smacked his lips, feeling that what Ma Wenhui said did make sense. What was there to clean up? As long as one had money, what couldn't be bought?

After everyone arrived, Qingfeng Li invited them to go downstairs.

There was a brand new bus parked downstairs, and Secretary He Guangqin had been waiting by the door for a long time.

After everyone got on the bus, the driver stepped on the accelerator and the bus drove towards the airport.

"Hey, Li Laosan, I'm joining you at the last minute. I guess I can't buy a plane ticket, right?"

When they were about to arrive at the airport, Ma Wenhui, who was chatting with Hu's mother, suddenly remembered that she had joined the group temporarily, and hurriedly asked Li Qingfeng about her flight ticket.

"You can just board the plane later, no tickets are needed," Li Qingfeng said without turning his head as he looked at the storybook in his hand.

Considering that there are a large number of people on this trip, it is inconvenient to take Air China flight to Moscow.

Li Qingfeng specifically applied for an air route in China in the name of Lemon Company and flew the private plane parked at the Hong Kong Airport over.

The Lemon No. 1 plane stopped at the Capital International Airport, picked up the inspection team bound for Moscow, and then took off directly to Moscow.

Ma Wenhui, who didn't know the details, exclaimed after hearing what Li Qingfeng said, "No need for a plane ticket? Did you charter a plane?"

The family members who were chatting animatedly on the bus heard Ma Wenhui's exclamation and started asking questions.

"Third brother, why are you chartering a plane? We can just buy as many tickets as there are of us. I think you really have a lot of money to burn."

"Chartering a plane is too expensive. Even if you have money, you can't spend it this way. It's simply outrageous."

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When hearing the word "charter plane", even someone as vain as Li Fuqiang felt it was too extravagant and a complete waste.

Facing the accusations from his relatives, Qingfeng Li pretended not to hear them and silently read the story in his hand.

Hu Jiabao, who knew the details of the situation, had no intention of explaining.

We are about to arrive at the airport. If I explain it to everyone now, and then have to explain it again when we see the Lemon One, that would be a waste of time. Let's wait until we get to the airport.

Soon, under the guidance of the staff, the bus drove into the airport runway and slowly stopped next to the Lemon No. 1 plane.

Everyone got off the car, thinking it was just a normal plane. They didn't check it too much and boarded Lemon One one after another under the guidance of the flight attendants.

At the end of the crowd, Ma Wenhui looked at the four traditional Chinese characters "Lemon No. 1" on the plane and couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

He turned around and asked Hu Jiabao beside him in disbelief: "Jiabao, don't tell me this is the plane bought by Li Laosan"

"No," Hu Jiabao said calmly. Hearing Hu Jiabao's answer, Ma Wenhui patted her bulging chest and said, "I was scared to death. I thought Li Laosan bought a private jet."

"He didn't buy it, the company did. The plane is in the company's name."

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Ma Wenhui said that she didn’t want to talk to you at this time.

Pulling Li Qingfeng who was talking to He Guangqin, he smiled and said, "Li Laosan, that's fine. You've already bought a private jet. Lend me the jet someday to help me out."

"Sure, as long as you refuel the plane yourself, you can use it whenever you want."

Looking at the huge plane, Ma Wenhui rolled her eyes and asked tentatively, "How much does it cost to fill up a plane like this?"

"The fuel tank of this plane is nearly 9,000 gallons, which is more than 30,000 liters. The current price of aviation kerosene is $1.50 per gallon."

(The previous one was wrong. Falcon 50 is a medium-sized business jet. It has been changed to Gulfstream IV)

Before Qingfeng Li could tell her the exact price, Ma Wenhui interrupted him with a wave of her hand: "Okay, you don't have to calculate it. I think people should not be so vain. It's good to just be yourself."

As she spoke, Ma Wenhui climbed up the stairs and walked towards the interior of the plane.

Li Qingfeng smiled and asked Hu Jiabao to get on the plane first, while he continued to communicate with He Guangqin below.

After Hu Jiabao entered the plane, He Guangqin continued the previous topic and said, "Sun Aidang and Wang Hu arrived in Moscow the day before yesterday. In addition, Mr. Mou has already made arrangements in Moscow. As soon as our plane lands, someone will receive us."

There were only so many seats on Lemon One, and there were too many people from the Li family going this time, so Sun Aidang and his team, who were in charge of security, had to go ahead and take a civil aviation flight to Moscow.

"Is safety guaranteed?"

Thinking of Zhang Yapeng's experience in Moscow, Li Qingfeng was not particularly reassured about the security of only a few people, and specifically asked about security issues.

After all, my family of four is all out here, if something unexpected happens, it will be a disaster.
"Don't worry, we also have an office in Moscow, and we have prepared security measures there. In addition, Moscow has stabilized now, and street gunfights are rare in Moscow."

"Fine"

Li Qingfeng smacked his lips and invited He Guangqin to get on the plane together.

When Li Qingfeng walked up the stairs to the interior of the plane, his family had basically learned the specific situation of the plane from Hu Jiabao.

At this time, everyone was either taking pictures with their cameras or touring the plane under the guidance of Hu Jiabao. Even when Li Qingfeng came up, no one paid any attention to him.

"The third brother is here, come on, take a picture for me"

Li Fuqiang, who was taking pictures of Li Hongmei, saw Li Qingfeng coming back. He casually took a picture of Li Hongmei who was posing, and then pulled Li Qingfeng towards the cockpit of the plane.

"Come on, young man, get up from the driver's seat first, and I'll take a picture."

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After holding up the camera and taking a roll of photos of Li Fuqiang flying the plane, Li Fuqiang left the cockpit contentedly and handed over the control of the plane to the captain standing beside him.

It takes eight or nine hours to fly from the capital to Moscow. Even if you take an extremely comfortable private plane, everyone will feel a little tired halfway through the flight and find a place to rest.

Li Qingfeng gave the big bed on the plane to his father-in-law and his wife, and curled up on the sofa watching a story. He fell asleep without knowing when.

When I woke up again, I was about to get off the plane.

Seeing Li Qingfeng wake up, He Guangqin took out the clothes he had prepared and handed them to Li Qingfeng.

"Teacher Li, get ready to change your clothes. The daytime temperature in Moscow in October has already dropped below zero, which is almost the same as our winter."

After taking a look at the down jacket that He Guangqin handed over, Qingfeng Li looked at his long-sleeved shirt again and silently went to the bathroom to change his clothes.

When Li Qingfeng came out of the toilet, the others had already been woken up by He Guangqin and were receiving the down jackets prepared in advance from the flight attendants one by one.

After a slight turbulence, the plane slowly stopped at Moscow Airport.

Li Qingfeng, who was wearing a thick down jacket, had the urge to ask the captain to turn back as soon as he got off the plane.

It was so damn cold that Qingfeng Li was shivering.

It has only been a short while since summer in China, so when going out, all you need to wear is a long-sleeved shirt and at most a thin jacket.

Well, as soon as we arrived in Moscow, we skipped autumn and entered winter.

"Brother, you are finally here. Wow, this big plane is great. Great! I will build one someday."

Mou Qizhong, who was far away, saw Li Qingfeng and hurriedly came forward with a smile, extending his hand to shake hands with Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng was shivering from the cold, so he had no time to exchange pleasantries with Mou Qizhong: "Alright, let's not shake hands. Let's go quickly. It's too cold here."

"Are you cold? Are you okay?"

Li Qingfeng curled his lips after taking a look at Mou Qizhong, who was wearing fur, a scarf, and a melon-shaped hat that covered his entire head tightly.

Mou Qizhong looked at the elderly, the weak, the women and the children behind him and stopped joking with Li Qingfeng. He quickly told everyone to go out.

After walking out of the airport, before Li Qingfeng could react, a group of people led by Sun Aidang surrounded Li Qingfeng and his family.

Except for Sun Aidang and a few other yellow people, the rest are all locals. They are all tall and strong, with bulging pockets. You can tell at a glance that these people are not to be trifled with.

"What's going on?"

Such a big movement scared Li Qingfeng. If he hadn't seen Sun Aidang and the others, Li Qingfeng would have thought he was being kidnapped.

Mu Qizhong looked at the bodyguards around him with envy, and explained to Li Qingfeng sourly: "Oh, these are the bodyguards arranged by your Lemon Company's Moscow office, specially to protect your safety, brother."

"That's it"

Li Qingfeng nodded, remembering that before boarding the plane, He Guangqin did tell him that the Moscow branch had arranged its own security.

After understanding the specific situation, Li Qingfeng raised his leg and was about to move forward.

As soon as he took a step, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes from behind.

Only Li Fuqiang's voice came faintly from behind:

"Third brother, Moscow just collapsed not long ago, it's quite dangerous outside. Come, I'll walk in front. If there's any danger, I'll use my body to block the bullets for you." (End of this chapter)