Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 1183 Old Argumentative

The Yanyuan Auditorium was packed with people; even several aisles were blocked, and many people were stopped outside the door by the school and could not squeeze in.

The participants were mainly composed of three camps.

First, the media camp. Almost all the media outlets in Beijing, big and small, were present. There were even reporters from nearby Tianjin, Hebei and other places who came a day in advance, unwilling to miss a single shot.

Not to mention that this is such a big event involving the "Great Road Dispute", even if Li Jiankun is willing to stand up and say something casually, they would never want to miss it.

This guy is so difficult to interview.

Not to mention that 99% of invitations will be rejected, it is even difficult to find people, as they only spend a few days in the country throughout the year.

And if we make a statistics, who are the most famous people in this country at the moment, this person definitely has the ability to be in the top three.

Whenever he shows up, it's news.

The second is the Yanyuan camp, which includes teachers, scholars who have a good relationship with the school, and student representatives.

The above two parties can be called the neutral camp.

What the media cares about most is news. There is absolutely no shortage of contradictions today. All media outlets have already made plans. It would be a success if they could just record this war completely. There is no need for them to create topics.

Those who came in from Yanyuan had been screened and given instructions. They only listened but did not speak, with the purpose of learning or gaining knowledge.

Not to mention the two players fighting today, Li Jiankun is already a world-class figure. Putting aside other things, he possesses insights and vision that ordinary people cannot match. Based on this point alone, there are certainly things about him that are worth learning from, or worth referring to, as well as material for research.

The other side should not be underestimated either. Those who do not have some status and think they cannot make a point to argue with Li Jiankun dare not approach them. They are all high-level intellectuals, some of whom are very well-known. They also have things worth learning, referring to and researching.

They are the third party camp.

There are more people than the other two sides combined, and they are aggressive and filled with righteous indignation.

The auditorium was filled with murderous atmosphere, and the banners and placards brought by these people were everywhere.

An old professor at Yanyuan said with emotion: "In this scene, anyone who dares to stand on the stage is considered a big shot."

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the target of public criticism.

8:58 am.

Li Jiankun, dressed in casual clothes, emerged from the backstage, strolling leisurely and climbing up the steps on the left side of the stage in the auditorium.

There was no applause.

There were only pairs of eyes spitting fire, because in the eyes of these people, Li Jiankun's open advertisement in the newspaper and setting up the arena openly was itself an offense, a kind of arrogance and a challenge to the truth.

Unforgivable!

Walking to the red-painted podium on the stage and standing still, Li Jiankun adjusted the microphone and glanced downward. Wow, the scene was so grand. No wonder the leader called it a punitive meeting, and he only saw one-third of it at that time.

Li Jiankun's eyes were mainly on the front row. Those who could be nominated to sit in the front row were naturally more prominent.

Li Jiankun finally saw the two people the leader mentioned alive.

Seeing that he was acquainted with the leader, who was also an old man almost 90 years old, I didn't call him by his name, but his surname was Feng.

One is the hottest figure in the literary world in the past two years. He is regarded as an idol by countless college and high school students. One of his poetry collections can sell one million copies. Major universities frequently hold poetry competitions named after him. He also gives speeches everywhere. I still remember that in his previous life, in 1990, the literary world even called this year his year. At this moment, he was sitting in the first row of the audience next to an old man named Wu. He was so full of energy and vowed to win the Nobel Prize in Literature.

If the Nobel Prize in Literature jury knew that his poetry was actually a mockery of the wise sayings passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years, they might actually win the prize.

When he saw him, Li Jiankun thought of the song "Above the Moon" for no reason.

This person's name is Wang Guozhen.

"Hello? Hello!"

After trying the microphone, Li Jiankun looked at the audience and smiled, "It's much better than I expected. They didn't scold me right away. It seems that those who can come in are well-educated people. So let's talk about the principles."

In fact, some people had already held the fragrance in their mouths, but were hesitant to spit it out because they were worried about leaving a bad impression on some neutral or respected people on their side. After hearing these words, they swallowed the fragrance back into their stomachs.

If I spit it out, wouldn't I be considered a person with no manners and be looked down upon by this guy?
cant.

It's reasonable, that's good, let's see what you can come up with.

Li Jiankun clicked his tongue twice, stretched out his hand and swept from left to right in front of his eyes, pausing briefly on those particularly eye-catching banners or placards, "You are shouting that I am a capitalist, so I want to ask you, what is a capitalist? If you can't explain it, I won't admit it. Who can tell me?"

When some young people heard this, they thought, this is such a simple question?

I was immediately delighted. Although they were here, there were seniors in the front row who were far superior to me in terms of knowledge, achievements and qualifications. Besides, I was also worried that I could not make Li Jiankun speechless. After all, a person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree, and Li Jiankun's knowledge level is not low. I was thinking just now that I was afraid that I would not have the chance to speak.

A young man wearing iron-framed glasses stood up before Li Jiankun finished speaking.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw everyone looking at him. He suddenly realized something and sat back angrily. Because there was no microphone and he was sitting relatively far back, he shouted at the top of his voice: "When we were three-year-olds, the so-called capitalists are vampires who earn profits by hiring and exploiting others!"

“That’s your opinion.”

Li Jiankun looked at him and said, "Of course, many people understand it the same way as you do. This interpretation of the word capitalist is too subjective and not objective. A capitalist should refer to a person who owns the means of production, relies on running a business, and employs workers to make a profit."

The young man snorted coldly and said, "Don't be picky about words. What's the difference?"

At this time, a voice came from the front row, "He wants to say that he did not exploit others."

Li Jiankun retracted his gaze and looked towards the first row of the audience. His sight was fixed on Wang Guozhen. He thought, can't you help it?

After Wang Guozhen spoke, the young man with iron-framed glasses was no longer in the picture, and 99% of the people present also lost the opportunity to speak.

Li Jiankun smiled and said, "You are right. I believe I have never exploited anyone, at least in China. You all know my companies in China. You can ask any worker. If anyone says that I have exploited him, I will acknowledge the title of capitalist you have given me."

Wang Guozhen also smiled. "What's the point? Your own opinion is not convincing at all. From the time you hired more than seven people, you have already formed the essence of relying on others to make profits, which has led to the fact of exploitation. This has long been defined in Das Kapital."

Many people at the scene nodded frequently, secretly thinking that the master is indeed a master.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be misled by Li Jiankun. Since these people firmly opposed Li Jiankun, they naturally did some homework on him. This guy was really good to his employees and offered them high salaries, so if they followed his words, it would be really difficult to deal with him.

The strength of Master Wang is that he essentially rejected Li Jiankun's sophistry. Li Jiankun asked without changing his expression: "So in your opinion, capitalist must be a derogatory term, so is it just reading from the script?"

Wang Guozhen smiled and shook his head, "If you want to argue this, do you have the confidence to win? Well, let's not dwell on the words 'seven up and eight down'. Even if the number is increased to seventy, seven hundred, or seven thousand, won't you still win the bid? Admittedly, I heard that the salary you pay to the workers is not low, but it is obvious that you earn more. Then this very simple truth is already here, you squeezed the surplus labor of the workers, so you are a capitalist! No matter how you argue."

There was applause in the auditorium.

When the last bit of applause died down, Li Jiankun looked at Wang Guozhen and asked, "Is Zhang Jian a capitalist?"

Wang Guozhen, who was only a few years older than Li Jiankun, was slightly startled. He couldn't remember who this person was. After racking his brain for a long time, he finally figured out some information. He said in a deep voice, "Times are different. He can be considered an ancient person. For example, in ancient times, the emperor represented the country. Does this apply to our new China? In that era, he was of course a capitalist."

Li Jiankun said slowly, "But in 1953, the teacher said: When talking about China's national industry, there are four people who cannot be forgotten. In heavy industry, we cannot forget Zhang Zhidong, in chemical industry, we cannot forget Fan Xudong, in transportation industry, we cannot forget Lu Zuofu, and in light industry, we cannot forget... Zhang Jian."

Wang Guozhen's face suddenly changed.

Did the teacher say this?

He subconsciously wanted to ask the person next to him for confirmation, but the moment he turned his head, he held back. Wouldn't this make him look uncultured?

He is going to win the Nobel Prize in Literature.

Like him, many people at the scene lost their momentum and looked unnatural.

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Seeing that Wang Guozhen didn't respond for a long time, Li Jiankun smiled and asked, "Hmm? I wonder what you think of this evaluation? This happened after the establishment of our country. The teacher obviously felt grateful and admired Zhang Jian, but you just said 'Zhang Jian is of course a capitalist' to make a final conclusion. Why do you think you are more knowledgeable and have more profound thoughts?"

"you you……"

Putting a hand on the red-faced Wang Guozhen's arm, the old man surnamed Feng beside him said, "What Xiao Wang said just now is correct. The times are different, and we can't just compare them with the present. Zhang Jian certainly made contributions, but in his era when the Qing government sold out the country for personal gain and the imperial powers bombarded us with powerful ships and cannons, developing industry was a necessary move. The country is about to perish, and in extraordinary times, extraordinary things should be done. Other things are insignificant. For example, killing people is definitely not a good thing, but what's wrong with fighting the Japanese?"

After a brief pause, the old man surnamed Feng stared at Li Jiankun and said, "But don't forget that both Zhang Jian and Zhang Zhidong ended up in failure. Dr. Sun Yat-sen once said, 'If you can develop your productivity, you will be rich; if you can't, you will be poor. In the past, it was controlled by the Qing government and could not develop it. Today, the republic is established, measures are free, and the industry is booming. This can be predicted.' Dr. Sun Yat-sen has already made a final conclusion on the so-called national capitalism. Under a corrupt regime, revitalizing industry cannot save the country. Revolution must be used to overthrow the corrupt regime. When the republic is established, the industry will naturally flourish. Although Dr. Sun Yat-sen did not predict the danger of Yuan Shikai and his ilk seizing power at the time, you see, Dr. Sun Yat-sen's prediction has now been realized by us. In our country today, why do we need capitalists with any titles? Any form of capital behavior?"

Applause broke out in the auditorium again, even louder than before.

"it is good!"

"Mr. Feng said it well!"

"Mr. Feng is very knowledgeable. I can't even begin to catch up with him."

Many young people pumped their fists excitedly with excited expressions.

Wang Guozhen did not forget to make his presence felt, "Didn't I just say that you can't make such a comparison? What Mr. Feng said is exactly what I want to say."

Li Jiankun looked calm and took out a long paper card from the side pocket of his black woolen coat without any haste. He held it in front of him and showed it to the audience. He looked at the old man surnamed Feng and asked, "Mr. Feng, do you recognize this thing?"

The old man surnamed Feng looked at it carefully and frowned slightly.

This is exactly the Asian Games lottery ticket that Li Jiankun bought when he passed by the newsstand while having breakfast at Tiger Cave in the morning.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Feng did not speak, Li Jiankun asked: "You are an authority in economics, so I don't need to tell you that fundraising is an indisputable capital behavior, right?"

Hey!
There was an uproar.

Many people were shocked and glared. This Li Jiankun was so bold!
The old man surnamed Feng closed his eyes and said, "Extraordinary circumstances call for extraordinary measures."

A young man in the back row was so angry that he stood up, pointed at the stage, and cursed, "Our country is poor, and all the money goes into the pockets of capitalists like you. Mr. Feng is right. The Asian Games is such a grand event. We finally got the opportunity to host it. Are we going to cancel it because we don't have money? This is an extraordinary matter, and we are forced to do it. Aren't you, Li Jiankun, rich enough to rival a country? It's easy for you to host the Asian Games by yourself, but why don't you donate money? You dare to use this as an excuse, you really... deserve to die!"

Li Jiankun glanced at him and asked, "May I ask how much you donated?"

The young man puffed out his chest and said proudly, "One hundred dollars!"

Li Jiankun raised his hand and clapped his hands, applauding him, and then said: "I donated 200 million in the name of Gangcheng Chinese Electronics Group."

Young man: "..."

The scene suddenly became quiet. Although two-thirds of the people there disliked Li Jiankun, no one thought he was lying.

In fact, there was one more thing Li Jiankun didn’t say. Under the organization of Huangfu Jingwen, the Kunlun Society collectively donated another 300 million yuan.

When we negotiated with the relevant departments, they took all factors into consideration and concluded that the shortfall was only this much.

Fill the gap.

Taking advantage of the silence at the scene, Li Jiankun said loudly: "I am not bringing this up to show off. If I wanted to show off, I would not have taken out this lottery ticket in the name of the company. I am not criticizing anything either. I just want to explain a truth: nothing is absolute. Don't say you hate capitalists, you hate me too. So if you call me a capitalist, I absolutely don't admit it. I have the nerve to say that I am an entrepreneur. I am making money, and I am also giving back to society to the best of my ability. If you think that society does not need people like me, why not ask the workers in my company, ask people in the technology industry, and ask the children studying in 1+1 Primary School if they need it."

"Don't accuse me of being arrogant. Let's be frank today. Everyone present here, please ask yourselves, what have you done for this society?"

There was total silence.

On this point, no one dares to stand up and pat his chest and say that he has done more than Li Jiankun.

Li Jiankun glanced at the audience and said, "So, don't always hold on to some rules and regulations on paper. Capital behavior must be wrong? Does society really not need it? As you can see, regardless of whether it is an extraordinary thing, the capital behavior behind this lottery ticket has indeed solved our big problem. Shanghai and the Special Administrative Region are both running stock exchanges, and have even issued paper stocks. There is no need for me to explain whether stocks and securities markets are capital behavior. Do you think you can see the problem more thoroughly and in the long term?"

Many people in the audience blushed, and even though they were still not convinced in their hearts, they were speechless after being rebuked.

The old man surnamed Feng opened his eyes and said indifferently, "At present, in many aspects, we are crossing the river by feeling the stones. You just told Xiao Wang not to read from the script. Isn't this just another form of reading from the script? The higher-ups are just trying, just like last year's price challenge. Whether it is right or wrong, you can only know it after trying. This is not a basis for you to make a final conclusion."

There were countless heads in the auditorium, like chicks pecking at rice.

Those who were unwilling to accept the defeat seemed to have found their backbone and their eyes turned to Li Jiankun again.

Li Jiankun sighed secretly. The concerns of the leader and Miss Shen were justified. He thought he had argued clearly enough, but these people were really difficult to deal with.

In that case, don't blame him for going big.

Li Jiankun's eyes were fixed on the old man named Feng, who was obviously the leader of the opposition present.

He wants to make this old nitpicker question his life.

He told the leader that he didn't know if he could reason with these people. That was just a humble statement in front of the mentor. He told Miss Shen that he was not impulsive and he was not lying.

Without any confidence, can he fight in this arena?

(End of this chapter)