Reborn in the red age

"Old Li, this workload is a bit heavy and will cause traffic jams. It's not appropriate to invite ordinary people to dinner." Upon hearing Li Qingfeng's crazy plan, Zhang Yapeng quickly spoke up to dissuade him.

Li Qingfeng thought about it and felt that what Zhang Yaping said made sense, so he changed the idea of ​​inviting the common people to dinner to one based on household registration, giving each household 30 yuan for food as money to buy meat for the New Year.

Now pork costs less than three yuan per pound. Although thirty yuan is not much, it can buy ten pounds of meat. As the year draws to a close, it can be regarded as a psychological comfort for the laid-off workers in Harbin.

I did a quick calculation in my mind. Harbin currently has a population of more than 9 million. Assuming each household has four people, that would be more than 2 million households. If each household was given 30 yuan, that would require more than 70 million yuan.

After calculating this result, Zhang Yapeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, fortunately, although the money is a lot, the Mercedes-Benz Automobile Factory can afford it and it is not too much pressure.

After making the decision, Zhang Yapeng immediately started calling the factory staff on duty and asked them to take action immediately.

The people above said one word and the people below ran around like crazy. The big boss gave the order and mobilization began overnight in the factory dormitory area. Regardless of whether they were asleep or not, all the civilian staff in the factory were woken up by knocking on their doors.

There were hurried footsteps and shouts in the corridor, and lights were turned on one by one. The originally quiet dormitory area suddenly became noisy.

The civilian staff who were asked to open the door were confused, not knowing what urgent matter there was so late at night. However, facing the factory's assembly order, they did not dare to slack off in the slightest. They hurriedly put on their clothes, put on their military coats and assembled at the designated location.

Soon, the gathering point was full of people. The manager in charge of the organization began to count the number of people and divide them into groups. He also briefly explained the task: tomorrow, small groups and divided areas would go door to door to deliver money to the residents.

After hearing the leader's arrangements, everyone present was instantly in an uproar. Giving money to people door to door was something they had never heard of before.

The crowd began to whisper, and various discussions arose one after another.

"Is this true? Is our factory going to provide charity to every household?"

"I've lived for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen such a thing. How can you just give money to someone without any effort? What kind of people are these leaders? Do they have too much money and don't know where to spend it?"

"Oh my God, 30 yuan per household, how much money do we have to give away?"

Although everyone present was murmuring, no one dared to go up and ask the leader what was going on. After the groups were formed, everyone dispersed, went home to sleep, and got up early the next morning to deliver the money to the person.

In front of the stall in the old street, Li Qingfeng, who was roasting chicken over a fire, was gnawing on three chicken racks in a row. His mouth was tired of eating and he didn't feel full at all.

There is not much meat on the chicken rack these days, and even less meat after being roasted over fire. It is just for tasting. Don't be fooled by the huge pile of bones. You may not even get 4 taels of meat when you eat it.

He threw the chicken bone in his hand aside, wiped his mouth with a tissue, stood up and stretched his body, and looked at the people in the distance who had already started shopping. Li Qingfeng said to Zhang Yapeng: "You calculate the expenses this time, and I will pay for this money personally."

"No, no, the factory will pay for it. I'll find a reporter to report it tomorrow and let the finance department record it as marketing expenses. When the dividends are distributed, it can save you millions in taxes," Zhang Yapeng said quickly, waving his hand.

"No thanks, this is my personal behavior, the factory cannot be held responsible for it. If this money is counted as marketing expenses, the nature of the matter will change."

"Lao Li, don't be too serious. It's reasonable for the factory to pay this amount."

"Don't persuade me, I have too much money to spend and nowhere to spend it. This little money can't even cover the interest on my bank deposit for a year."

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After hearing this, Zhang Yapeng didn't know how to respond.

This is really not Li Qingfeng's Versailles. The annual interest rate of bank deposits in the country is close to 11%. If you deposit 100 million in the bank, the annual interest will be nearly 11 million.

The interest rate on three-year government bonds is now as high as 14% or even 15%.

After all, he has a large family and a huge business. Even though Li Qingfeng has not received much dividend from the Lemon Company in recent years, he still has hundreds of millions of deposits in his personal bank account in China.

Hu Jiabao used all this money to buy government bonds to support national construction. He did nothing with it every year, but the interest from the government bonds alone now brings him hundreds of millions of dollars each year.

Li Qingfeng's family did not have any extravagant consumption. The family living expenses, including the salary paid to the nanny Xiao Cai, were only about 20,000 yuan a month at most.

At the end of the 1980s, Li Qingfeng had only 400 million yuan in his bank account. In the past two years, without any dividends, the amount in his account has increased to more than 800 million yuan. This money is really being spent more and more.

It is true that rich people worry about how to spend their money every day.

Seeing that the meal was almost over, Li Qingfeng stopped the proprietress who was still grilling chicken racks at the stall, and asked Zhang Yapeng and He Guangqin to leave.

"Boss, don't leave in such a hurry. I haven't given you the change yet." The proprietress rummaged through her bag for change and hurriedly stopped Li Qingfeng and the other two who were about to leave.

Li Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "Big sister, no need to give me the change. Your chicken rack tastes good. Use the remaining money to buy some clothes for the children. It's not easy to set up a stall in this cold winter. Close the stall early and go back to rest."

"I can't do that. It's seventy or eighty dollars. I can't take it."

"Don't refuse, just consider it as a token of my appreciation."

Having said that, he told the two of them to leave.

Before leaving, Li Qingfeng watched all the goods on the street being cleared away before he got into the car and left.

On the way back, Li Qingfeng looked at Zhang Yapeng and said unhappily, "I told you before I came here that I would have to pay taxes whenever I came to the Northeast. You didn't believe me then, but do you believe it now?"

"I believe it, I believe it. If I had known that you would spend more than 70 million in one visit, I would never have gone to your house to hire anyone," Zhang Yapeng responded with a wry smile.

"I am kindhearted and I cannot bear to see people suffering, but it does not matter. Anyway, the money I spent is the interest paid by the bank over the years, and the principal has not been touched."

Zhang Yapeng didn't know how to respond.
The next morning, the new car launch conference still went on time.

As a leading enterprise in Harbin, Feichi Automobile's new car launch in the local area has naturally received great attention from local leaders. Sun Hongyu, who left unhappily last night, came to the new car launch site early this morning with a group of leaders.

Li Qingfeng went to greet them personally. Both parties were well-known for their roles. When they met again, their faces were filled with warm and sincere smiles, as if the conflict from last night had never happened.

When the two sides met, Sun Hongyu strode forward, took the initiative to extend his hand and shook hands tightly with Li Qingfeng, and said with a hearty smile: "Mr. Li, today's new car launch is a major event in our Harbin City. Thank you for your contribution to our Harbin City."

Well, yesterday he was called Professor Li, but today he became Mr. Li, and the tone of voice was emphasized. This was to remind Qingfeng Li not to forget that he was a businessman.

Understanding what Sun Hongyu meant, Li Qingfeng smiled and shook his hand back with a little more force. He said sincerely, "Secretary Sun, what you said is right. The land of Heilongjiang Province once supported me. I was admitted to university in Heilongjiang Province. Although I am a businessman, I know how to remember where my roots are. I also know that I should do things with a clear conscience. After I have achieved success, it is my responsibility to give back to this land."

After being retorted by Li Qingfeng, Sun Hongyu remembered that Li Qingfeng was not a pure businessman and was not afraid of officials. He did not care about him at all and was not afraid of exposing the conflict between them in front of everyone.

In front of everyone, Sun Hongyu laughed dryly and changed the subject: "Haha, Mr. Li, you are serious. We are all working hard for the development of Harbin. Let's not talk about this for now. The protagonist of today's press conference is our new car. I am looking forward to this new car."

"Since Secretary Sun is interested, then of course we have to give him a good introduction. Guangqin, arrange for someone to explain the highlights of the new car in detail to Secretary Sun and other leaders, and prepare for a test drive so that the leaders can experience it for themselves." Seeing that he retreated, Li Qingfeng didn't want to press him any further, so he continued with his topic.

"Hey, there's no rush."

Sun Hongyu waved his hand to stop He Guangqin from calling for help, and turned to introduce the leadership team members behind him: "Everyone, this is the chairman of Lemon Company, Mr. Li Qingfeng. He has always made great contributions to the economic development of Harbin. Last night, he announced that every household in the city would be given 30 yuan to buy meat. His heart is commendable and his sentiments are admirable."

Members of the leadership team stepped forward to shake hands and greet Li Qingfeng, expressing their admiration and respect for his good deeds. In a harmonious atmosphere, everyone entered the press conference together.

The crowd just walked around the new Mercedes-Benz car, took a photo for newspaper publication, and then were led by the staff to the audience seats for the press conference.

The venue was already crowded with people at this time. Leading local companies in Harbin, media reporters from across the country, and some invited citizen representatives gathered together, all waiting for the press conference to officially begin.

Having just gone through Huaxin's product launch conference, I felt that Feichi's press conference was too petty.

There was nothing there. There was only a huge color-printed curtain in the front as a background, and a lonely car on the stage. There was no sense of technology at all.

There was nothing much to say about the car launch. In Li Qingfeng's opinion, there was no highlight at all.

After briefly introducing the performance parameters of the new car, Sun Hongyu spoke for half an hour, Li Qingfeng spoke for another half an hour, and the host came on stage to wrap up.

Finally, after the interviews with the reporters, the two-hour product launch conference came to a successful conclusion. The rest of the people left and the media reporters took the red envelopes and went home.

At the same time, people from the Feichi Automobile Factory, under the leadership of the finance department, withdrew all the ten-yuan and twenty-yuan bills from all the banks in Harbin.

Afterwards, under the guidance of the street office staff, they started distributing money door to door, carrying the money they had just withdrawn from the bank in the morning.

In an old residential area with bungalows, street workers and people from the Feichi Automobile Factory knocked on a dilapidated wooden door. The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties stuck his head out and looked at the visitor in confusion.

When the staff member explained his purpose and handed over the envelope containing thirty yuan, the middle-aged man was slightly stunned.

Then he showed a grateful smile on his face and excitedly shook the staff's hand: "Oh, it's so cold, and you guys came all the way to give me money. Thank you so much. Although I just got laid off not long ago and my family can still make ends meet, this money is really a timely help. I was planning to buy two or three pounds of meat this year to get by."

"With these 30 yuan, we can make the New Year's Eve dinner at home much richer, and I feel warm inside. I have only heard of donations to poor areas before, but I didn't expect that in this city, there are companies that would think of laid-off workers like us."

The staff member smiled and responded, "Brother, you're welcome. Our chairman was once an educated youth in Heilongjiang Province. He has always cared about the people of Northeast China and knows that everyone's life is not easy. This is just his personal gift. He hopes to add some joy to everyone at the end of the year so that everyone can have a good new year."

"Your chairman is such a nice guy. By the way, which company are you from?"

The staff of Feichi Automobile Factory straightened their backs and introduced themselves with some pride: "Feichi Automobile Factory, our chairman is also the chairman of Lemon Company and Huaxin Company, Li Qingfeng, Professor Li"

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The staff member exchanged a few more words with the middle-aged man before saying goodbye and moving on to the next household.

The money delivery work lasted for three days, and hundreds of staff members finally visited all the more than 2.6 million households in Harbin.

The whole city of Harbin was enveloped in this warmth. Although thirty yuan was not a lot of money, at the beginning of the wave of layoffs, this thirty yuan was a real help and comfort to many families.

Many community residents also spontaneously organized themselves and wrote thank-you letters to the Mercedes-Benz factory to express their gratitude to the company and Li Qingfeng. The media also reported on Li Qingfeng's actions.

Unfortunately, Qingfeng Li did not see these thank-you letters.

Li Qingfeng didn't stay in Northeast China for many days. After the press conference, he rejected Sun Hongyu's shameless attempt to solicit investment without giving him any face. Li Qingfeng boarded a plane and returned to the capital.

At the Capital Airport, when Li Qingfeng's plane arrived, Hu Jiabao personally drove to the airport to pick him up.

The couple met at the airport exit. Hu Jiabao's bright eyes were full of concern and tenderness, with a hint of pride.

Facing Hu Jiabao's direct gaze, Li Qingfeng subconsciously touched his face and said with a smile: "What's that look?"

"Nothing, I just think I have good taste in choosing men," Hu Jiabao pursed his lips and said with a smile.

"I think so too." Li Qingfeng nodded in agreement, then shook his head and pretended to sigh, "It's a pity that my taste in choosing a wife is really not that good."

Hu Jiabao was not angry either, and asked with a smile: "Do you regret it?"

"I regret it"

"It's late, let's go home" (End of this chapter)