Reborn in the red age

A $100 bill weighs about 1.05 grams, and 100,000 $100 bills equal 10 million U.S. dollars.

The total weight is 100000 times 1.05 grams, which equals 105000 grams.

500 is one catty, and 105000 grams is 210 catties.

Looking at the four large travel bags in front of him that were filled with stuff, Mou Qizhong walked forward, opened a bag, took out the US dollars that had just been shipped from the factory and still smelled of ink, and after a careful inspection, he nodded with satisfaction.

What is professionalism? This is professionalism. The freshly minted US dollars are aged. There is a difference between regular soldiers and amateurs.

He threw the dollars in his hand back into the travel bag, zipped it up, and returned to his boss chair to wait for the scheduled guests to arrive.

Half an hour later, Mou Qizhong looked at the middle-aged man in a suit and tie with a slicked-back hair who entered the office, stretched out his right hand and stepped forward with a smile: "Director Yu, you are quite punctual. You arrived at the agreed time, not a minute later."

"As a businessman, punctuality is a necessary condition." Chairman Yu also smiled and shook hands with Mou Qizhong, his eyes unconsciously looking at the four large travel bags.

Noticing the look in the visitor's eyes, Mou Qi Zhong naturally knew that the other person was not in the mood to chat with him at the moment, and he himself was too lazy to chat with someone who had made enough money and was about to run away.

He immediately turned around, let go of the travel bag behind him, and said with a smile: "Director Yu, the 10 million is all here. I spent a lot of effort to take it out."

"I still believe in Mr. Mou's credibility. He is a big businessman and he won't cheat me."

Hearing this, Mou Qizhong's expression remained the same, but he secretly snorted in his heart, what's the point of cheating you for a small sum of money? If I'm going to cheat you, I'll have to cheat you big one.

"You'd better count it. There's too much cash. When your men are putting it in, one or two bundles might be missed. Don't let them go home with a few bundles missing, otherwise the finance department won't be able to reconcile the accounts."

"Well, okay, I'll just order whatever I want."

After a few polite words, Chairman Yu squatted in front of the travel bag impatiently, unzipped it, and began to carefully count the bundles one by one.

Chairman Yu not only carefully counted the amount of money in the travel bag, but also occasionally took out a dollar from a bundle of money and held it in his hand to carefully verify the authenticity of the currency. His movements of counting the money seemed orderly, but his slightly trembling fingers still revealed his nervousness.

After all, 1995 million US dollars in was a considerable fortune in any country, enough for an ordinary person to achieve financial freedom instantly.

After counting the US dollars in the four travel bags, Director Yu breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and patted his numb legs.

Mou Qizhong, who was standing behind him, also let out a long breath when he saw Chairman Yu stand up.

Although Old Mou seemed calm and composed, he was actually already sweating coldly on his back. Every time Chairman Yu checked the authenticity, Mou Qizhong, who was watching from behind, would feel his heart skip a beat.

After all, I had something to hide. It was my first time doing this business, so I was a little nervous, fearing that the other party would find out that it was all fake.

Fortunately, the quality of the goods produced by the National Mint is very good. As long as you don’t check the serial number, you can’t see any flaws with the naked eye.

"Mr. Mou, this money..." Chairman Yu hesitated, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Mou Qizhong was slightly startled, his heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm: "Mr. Yu, if you have any questions, just tell me."

"This number doesn't seem right. I counted it and it seems one bundle is missing."

"Oh, there's too much money. I guess one of my men missed a bundle. I'll make it up to you right away."

Now Mou Qizhong was completely relieved. He spoke with a smile while walking behind the desk, taking out a stack of American dollars from the drawer and handing it to Chairman Yu.

Chairman Yu took the US dollars and, without any hesitation or hesitation, put them into the handbag he had brought with him.

After the U.S. dollars were delivered, Chairman Yu took out two stacks of bank deposit certificates that had been bundled in advance from his handbag without Mou Qizhong having to pick them up.

He smiled and put it on the desk: "Lao Mou, except for the two or three million deposited at the end of last year, the rest of the anonymous bank time deposits have basically expired. You can go to the bank to withdraw them at any time."

"A single deposit is 123456 yuan. There are of them in total. The password is . They are all branches in the Special Administrative Region. You can withdraw the money after you give the password. Please click."

A bearer certificate of deposit does not record the name of the depositor. Whoever has this certificate can go to the bank to withdraw the money and interest.

Most of them are used for business-to-business procurement payments between local enterprises. This model was already very common in 95.

Mu Qizhong didn't even look at the bank deposit slip on the table, and said generously: "No need, it's only 100 million, not a large amount, I trust you"

"As expected of a big businessman, Mr. Mou is so domineering," complimented Chairman Yu.

Mou Qizhong waved his hand slightly, with a nonchalant expression on his face, flicked the ash from his cigarette, and said slowly: "In this business world, trust is everything. I have been in this business for so many years, and I have seen all kinds of storms. A mere 100 million yuan in deposits is just a drop in the bucket among my many businesses. If I count them again, wouldn't it be a joke if it gets out?"

"That's right, Mr. Mou, your courage and vision are not comparable to ordinary people. Compared with you, I seem so useless."

"Oh, that's wrong. Chairman Yu, you are working for the country, so you should be careful and conscientious. You have to control every link. This is responsible for the national assets."

After the deal was done, the two men exchanged some business praise in the office before Chairman Yu said goodbye and left.

Looking at the figure driving away in a red Xiali car with four travel bags, Mou Qi Zhong put away his smile and turned to look at his sister-in-law Xia Zongwei.

He handed her the two hundred deposit slips he had just put in his pocket and said urgently, "Quick, take someone to the Special Administrative Region and withdraw all the money from the bank as soon as possible, and then transfer it to our company's account. If it's too late, I'm worried that something might happen."

"Okay, I'll take people to the airport later." Xia Zongwei, who participated in the whole process, naturally knew the importance of this matter. He took the two stacks of deposit certificates and nodded in agreement.

Xia Zongwei was about to leave when he seemed to have thought of something and said hesitantly, "Brother-in-law, our company still has a loan of 80 million to repay. After this money is taken out, we can add another 5 million to pay off the 80 million loan and the 3 million US dollar loan this time. What do you think?"

"Why are you in such a hurry for the bank's money? Wait until they ask for it. I just happen to have an investment that requires this money." Mou Qizhong looked at his sister-in-law with dissatisfaction and started to scold her.

As Mou Qizhong's most trusted person, Xia Zongwei knows exactly what the company's current situation is.

The company has no money now, no profitable projects, and has not seen a penny of profit from its investments. If it continues like this, the company will collapse sooner or later.

When he heard Mou Qizhong say that there were other investment projects, he immediately wanted to persuade him.

Seeing that his sister-in-law was about to speak, Mou Qizhong waved his hand to interrupt her speech. After thinking for a while, he said, "Pay back 30 million to the bank first, and keep the remaining 70 million in the company's account." "That's it, don't persuade me anymore."

After leaving these words, Mou Qizhong went upstairs with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the receding figure, Xia Zongwei opened her mouth, but eventually swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She knew in her heart that once Mou Qizhong made a decision, no matter how much she said, it would only add to his annoyance.

Leading a few old employees who were loyal to Lao Mou out of NanDe's headquarters in the capital, he looked at the magnificent company building in front of him, his heart full of worries.

Nan De is now like a broken ship sailing in strong winds and huge waves. It is leaking everywhere, but under the leadership of the captain, it is blindly sailing forward with full sails. People don't know where to start to repair it.

"No, no, why are you giving me money?"

"When did I introduce you to a business? Don't talk nonsense."

"Alright, alright, don't come to me for this kind of thing in the future, go and research it yourself."

In the office of Huaxin Building, Li Qingfeng put down the phone call from Mou Qizhong, smiled and shook his head.

As for Old Mou, I really don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to introduce him to this business, and I don’t know how he will be classified once he is caught.

Is it a scam? Or a private exchange of currency? Or is it smuggling counterfeit currency?

But it doesn’t matter. Later he was caught for foreign exchange fraud and sentenced to life imprisonment.

This time he was arrested, the sentence would be nothing more than more than ten years or life imprisonment. Anyway, he would not be sentenced to death, so it made no difference. If he was lucky, he might be sentenced to ten years by the court, and maybe he would even make a profit.

This old man Mou has ruined himself. When the bank tightened its loan policy and Nan De was short of funds, this big brother did not think about doing business properly to make profits, but instead started a business with others to fabricate import trade and deceive the bank into opening letters of credit to obtain funds from the bank.

His process was very simple. He fabricated an import trade, obtained a letter of credit from the bank, and then used the letter of credit to collude with some related parties to obtain a bunch of false documents. He then took these false documents to the bank for negotiation.

After taking the money out of the bank, it went through a round overseas and then returned to Nanfang's account to repay the bank loan, which is similar to the later practice of using loans to pay off loans.

"Teacher Li, I just heard you calling, is there anything business-related?"

In Li Qingfeng's office, a middle-aged man sitting opposite him saw that Li Qingfeng did not speak for a long time after answering the phone, so he spoke up to remind him.

Hearing the voice of the person in front of him, Qingfeng Li realized that he had lost his composure. After reacting, he smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a small matter. By the way, where were we just talking about?"

"The launch and production of the latest generation of digital telephones"

"Yes, yes, I remember now."

Li Qingfeng turned his eyes to the mobile phone on the table, picked it up from the table, played with it in his hand, and said with emotion: "The first GSM mobile phone in China has finally been developed. This is probably the only thing in the field of consumer electronics in China that has caught up with the international level."

The mobile phone you are playing with is the YT00, the first digital GSM mobile phone in China, developed by Jiyang Intelligent Communication with the communication chip provided by Huaxin.

Compared with Ericsson's GH337 phone launched in China at the beginning of this year, this phone does have gaps in many aspects.

At least it loses in terms of portability. The YT00 is a bit bulky and weighs 330 grams, unlike the Ericsson GH220 which is only 337 grams and is compact and portable.

Of course, it is still much lighter than the weight of a mobile phone which is over one pound.

The workmanship is slightly inferior, and the call noise is a little louder, but it’s okay. After all, it is the first one in China, so these minor problems are within an acceptable range.

I thought Bird would be the first to develop it, but unexpectedly it was Jiyang Intelligent Communications, which developed the first mobile phone in China, that took the lead.

Fang Mingzhe, the general manager of Jiyang Intelligent Communication, immediately complimented him: "Teacher Li, you are wrong. Our DVD player is also advanced. I heard that the next generation upgraded version will be on the market soon? The picture quality will be even clearer then."

"Alas, DVD players are not high-tech products after all. They cannot compare to high-tech electronic products like mobile phones."

"Mobile phone? What a good name. As expected of a professor from Peking University, he is knowledgeable. The name is concise and appropriate. It makes people understand at once that it is a phone that can be held in the hand."

In those days, there was no such thing as mobile phones. When it came to mobile devices, people either simply called them "big brothers" or used similar terms such as mobile phones and handheld phones.

It was not until the mid-to-late 1990s, when a large number of small GSM mobile phones entered the country, that the more concise and popular name "mobile phone" gradually began to spread.

Listening to Fang Mingzhe's flattery, Li Qingfeng felt so comfortable in his heart, but he still pretended to be indifferent.

I secretly sighed in my heart that it is those who study liberal arts who are good at flattering, while those people majoring in engineering can't even flatter. They are simply useless.

Waving his hand, Qingfeng Li brought the topic back to the phone: "How much does it cost to make this phone?"

"Nine Thousand"

"How many?"

"Nine thousand. The reason why the cost of this phone is so high, Mr. Li, you also know that our domestic industrial foundation is still relatively weak in this regard." Fang Mingzhe explained helplessly:
"The chips are OK. The price given by Huaxin is very fair. It is much cheaper than the digital communication chips imported from abroad. However, the costs of other aspects are much higher. Some of the precision parts in it have immature domestic production technology. They need to be purchased from abroad at high prices. After a while, the cost goes up."

Li Qingfeng frowned and nodded. Fang Mingzhe was telling the truth. Currently, GSM mobile phones are considered high-end electronic products all over the world. They are priced relatively high and are something that only the middle class can afford.

It is sold at a sky-high price in China. Only special zones with GSM signals can sell this thing, with a starting price of 20,000 yuan.

Throwing the YT00 back onto the table, Li Qingfeng asked, "What plans does your company have for this phone? How are you going to market it?"

"Our company has no plans. Everything is subject to your opinion, Mr. Li. You have rich business experience and broad knowledge. We will do whatever you direct," Fang Mingzhe sat up straighter and said with respect.

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Don't mention it, although this guy is a flatterer, what he said does make sense. (End of this chapter)