Reborn in the red age

After Ziyun Equipment raised the necessary research and development funds, Li Qingfeng helped Little Mixed Blood contact several computer assembly factories in the Special Zone. After helping her get some orders, Li Qingfeng said goodbye to Little Mixed Blood and returned to the capital.

As for the stock market, Qingfeng Li said that it had nothing to do with him now.

With 4 billion yuan, plus the previous investment, Ziyun Equipment has sufficient ammunition and barely meets the minimum R&D funding requirements for a lithography factory.

Even if funds are needed later, it won't be much. At that time, all he needs is a private placement, and Li Qingfeng can take out the money privately.

At the gate of the Affiliated High School, Li Qingfeng, who had just got off the plane, saw that it was almost time to go home from school, so he simply stopped by the school to pick up Chuyi and Shiwu, so that the two children could feel the long-lost father's love.

As soon as the car stopped, the school bell rang.

After getting off the car, Qingfeng Li raised his eyebrows at the spirited young man with dyed yellow hair, riding a modified colorful bicycle and wearing strange clothes, standing in front of the school gate.

OK, the boy is quite up to date with the trends.

It’s only been a short time since "The King of Fighters 95" was released, and already he’s dressed up as a spirited young man. Look at his flowing red hair, he looks a bit like Iori Yagami.

Qingfeng Li wanted to go up and ask if she was cold wearing so little. It was so cold, wouldn't she be cold wearing so little?

Li Qingfeng lit a cigarette and leaned against the car, watching them with interest.

As school was about to end, a group of energetic young men gathered at the school gate. Without asking, everyone knew what they were there for.

I won’t know whether it’s bullying or a fight between the two sides.

Soon the school gate was opened by the security guard, and students rushed out. Running in the front was a first-year student who was wearing a hat and a plump down jacket. He had a fair complexion and some baby fat on his face.

Looking at Chuyi running out with a grin on his face, Li Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction, and said to the driver and bodyguard Sun Aidang who followed him with a smile: "Look at me, Chuyi, who strives to be the first in everything. I have some of the demeanor of striving to be the first in everything back then."

After taking a look at Chuyi who was happily escaping from school, and then at Li Qingfeng who looked very satisfied, Sun Aidang couldn't help but curl his lips in his heart, thinking secretly: Looking at your daughter's situation, it will be difficult for her to pass the junior high school entrance exam, let alone the college entrance exam.

Li Qingfeng didn't care about not getting an answer from Sun Aidang. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and planned to go up to take Chuyi home.

Unexpectedly, Chuyi didn't even look over here. He turned around after walking out of the school gate and stood in front of a shabby Daihatsu van from Tianjin. He said something to the people in the car. Then the door opened and two men in their thirties got out of the van.

Under the incredulous gaze of Li Qingfeng in the distance, the two men took down a small table, an inflatable sofa, and a small solar heater from the car.
The two men put the things in place, then took out a watermelon, a grill where skewers were being grilled, and a few packets of drinks and snacks from the car. Their movements were quick and skillful, and it was obvious that this was not their first time.

When everything was arranged, Chuyi was seen sitting on the inflatable sofa, turning on the heater, holding a kebab in one hand and a sliced ​​watermelon in the other, looking excitedly at the energetic young men gathering at the school gate.

In addition to the group of energetic young men just now, many young men who were leaving school also came out of the school. They gathered in twos and threes and confronted the group of energetic young men from a distance.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qingfeng Li couldn't help but twitch his lips. Yes, these are real spectators.
Why does this little girl like to watch the fun so much? And she doesn't watch all the fun.

Clapping his hands, Qingfeng Li walked towards Chuyi helplessly.

At this time, several male and female classmates had gathered around Chuyi. Chuyi and her friends were eating watermelon and mutton skewers, while smiling and pointing their hands to comment on the group of energetic young men not far away.

Coming up to them and listening to Chuyi's heroic laughter with his neck tilted back, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

I only knew that people in the first grade of the new year were not particular about details, but I didn't expect them to be so casual.

A girl laughed arrogantly in public, without any reserve that a girl should have, she was even more boyish than a boy.

Li Qingfeng walked behind the inflatable sofa, stretched out his hand and gently slapped Chuyi on the head which was wearing a fluffy hat.

"Whoever hits me, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

Chuyi jumped up reflexively, puffed up his little face, and turned his head away menacingly.

When he saw that it was Li Qingfeng with a sullen face, his eyes, which had been wide open, instantly narrowed into a slit, and his face was filled with a flattering smile: "Hey, Dad, didn't you go on a business trip to the south? When did you come back?"

As she spoke, she walked around the sofa, came to Qingfeng Li, put her arm around Qingfeng Li intimately, and swayed back and forth in a coquettish manner.

Li Qingfeng:
Sure enough, changing faces is a natural skill for girls, and they can master it regardless of age.

I originally wanted to teach Chuyi a lesson, but after hearing her act like that, I immediately forgot the thought in my mind.

She gently tapped Chuyi's forehead with her finger and said with a smile: "Girl, I've only been away for a few days, and your generation has increased so quickly, you've become an aunt."

"Dad, I was just joking. Don't take it personally." Facing Li Qingfeng's teasing, Chuyi giggled and shook Li Qingfeng's arm.

Li Qingfeng rubbed Chuyi's head without saying anything, and took the opportunity to look at Chuyi's friends. Li Qingfeng had seen many of these people before, and they often came to Chuyi's house to play.

Seeing the way Li Qingfeng was looking at them, the first-year junior high school friends immediately greeted Li Qingfeng obediently and called him Uncle Li.

Nodding gently at everyone, Qingfeng Li sat on the sofa where Chuyi had just sat. He took the freshly grilled mutton skewers and took a bite. The tender mutton spread on his tongue, and the cumin and spices were just right.

Li Qingfeng smiled at the two men who were grilling mutton skewers and asked, "The mutton is grilled well. Where is your shop? I'll go and try it when I have time."

The two smiled shyly when they heard Qingfeng Li's praise. The taller and thinner one spoke with a Northeastern accent, "Brother, our store is on the street in front of the school. It's open every day. You can go there anytime you want. When you get to the store, we'll arrange everything for you."

"What's up with the Northeast?" Li Qingfeng asked in Northeastern dialect.

"Yeah, Fengtian Di"

"How long have you been in the capital?"

“Five or six years.”

Calculating the time in my mind, they should be the first batch of laid-off workers and the first batch of people from Northeast China to start traveling around the country.

In general, they were lucky. It was better to be laid off early than late. The laid-off workers in Northeast China were not having an easy time. While they were talking, the two groups that had just gathered outside the school had already started to make contact. Two or three people from each group came to the middle of the crowd to start negotiations.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingfeng smiled helplessly as he glanced at Chuyi, who didn't even eat the watermelon and stared at him with an excited expression.

This girl is really a professional at eating melons.

Noticing Li Qingfeng's gaze, Chuyi quickly glanced at Li Qingfeng's face, then quickly focused his gaze over there and asked Li Qingfeng, "Dad, these hooligans from outside the school came to our school to cause trouble. Who do you think will win if a fight breaks out?"

"Either there will be no fight, or if a fight does break out, the gangsters will win," Li Qingfeng said casually after chewing a skewer and glancing over there.

After hearing what his father said, Chuyi curled his lips and retorted: "How could it be, there are obviously more people from our school, there are only seven or eight of those gangsters, and there are more than twenty people from our school there."

"Fighting is not about the number of people, but about who has the courage to start. It's not that I look down on the students in your school. Most of them come from well-educated families. It's okay to let them do the questions, but forget about fighting."

"I don't believe it. How can more than 20 people not win against seven? Most of them are from our school's basketball team. They are all tall and strong. How can they not dare to fight?" Chuyi curled his lips, obviously unhappy that Li Qingfeng did not believe in his classmates.

Facing Chuyi's distrust, Li Qingfeng did not refute. He just ate a bite of mutton skewer and a bite of watermelon, quietly waiting for the development of the situation.

The negotiations between the students and the gangsters obviously failed, and the situation between the two sides became increasingly tense. Even the school security guards tightly grasped their bullet-proof shields and began to intervene between the two sides, trying to stop the conflict in the school.

Unfortunately, only the students in the school are willing to pay attention to the security guards and listen to their instructions, but those gangsters don’t care who the security guards are and will start fighting if they make a fuss.

Just as the security guards were trying to stop the conflict and the two sides were in a stalemate, a gangster suddenly threw an empty glass soda bottle into the student team. It hit the ground with a "clang", instantly igniting the tense atmosphere.

The students who were almost hit got angry and shouted, "Go to hell!" and rushed forward first.

Unfortunately, not many people followed. Except for two students who had a good relationship with him, the others hesitated and did not go on stage.

When Chuyi saw that the fight finally started, his eyes lit up with excitement and he shouted, "The fight has started, the fight has started!" Then he rushed forward to the front row to watch the excitement.

Li Qingfeng was quick to grab Chuyi's arm and stop her: "You stay still."

With his old father holding his arm, Chuyi could only stand there, mumbling excitedly: "Dad, see, I told you we could fight."

"They did fight, but what's the use? Didn't you see that only five or six of you students went up to fight? The remaining ten or twenty people were hiding in the back and didn't dare to move." Li Qingfeng glanced at the students who were being beaten over there and spoke in a calm tone.

"Ah, how could this happen?"

Chuyi quickly looked towards the battlefield where the fierce fighting was taking place. When he saw that his classmates were at a disadvantage, with only a few students resisting in the front and most of the others cowering in the back, the excitement on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by deep contempt.

"Humph, those guys on the basketball team are always bragging so much at school, but they become cowards when it comes to real things. Bah, they are not men." Chuyi's little face puffed up with anger, and he pointed at that side and jumped up and down and cursed.

Li Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and did not respond to Chuyi's words. Instead, he watched the fight in front of him with great interest. No, the scene of being beaten.

Students are not as experienced as the thugs who often fight on the streets. What's more, they are fewer in number than the thugs. Even if they are tall and strong, they will still be at a disadvantage after a few rounds of fighting.

At this moment, the situation on the scene had become completely one-sided. Those in school uniforms were basically lying on the ground. If it weren't for the security guards stopping them, they would probably still be being beaten.

Li Qingfeng had no intention of going up to stop them. Fifteen or sixteen years old is the age when one dares to use ruthless means. If they get angry, they will really dare to stab them with a knife in their hands.

Seeing that there was nothing more to watch, Chuyi curled his lips, too lazy to continue watching, put on his schoolbag, asked Li Qingfeng to pay the bill, and prepared to leave.

Hearing Chuyi asking him to pay, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but ask, "You are the one who is enjoying it, why do you want me to pay the bill?"

"Because you are my father." Chuyi straightened his chest and said righteously.

This was a very good reason, and Qingfeng Li didn't know what to say. He could only take out his wallet from his pocket and pay the bill.

Coming up to the two Northeasterners who were packing up the barbecue grill and preparing to go home, Li Qingfeng asked with a smile, "Boss, how much is this set?"

"According to the price that Li negotiated with us, the total is two hundred yuan," said the lamb kebab boss honestly.

Looking at Chuyi, Li Qingfeng secretly thought that the little girl knew how to enjoy herself. He didn't say anything to her. He just paid her two hundred yuan. Then he took Chuyi's schoolbag and turned to her and said, "Let's go home."

Chuyi followed behind, skipping and humming Wu Bai's "Norwegian Wood" released this year. His mood was not affected at all by what happened just now.

Back in Li Qingfeng's Mercedes-Benz, Chuyi said to Li Qingfeng mysteriously, "Dad, do you know what my mom did while you were away on business?"

"What's the matter?" Qingfeng Li asked casually.

“My mom bought a bathtub”

"Just buy it." Li Qingfeng pinched Chuyi's pigtail and continued, "Now that we have a bathtub, we can take a bath at home. This is a good thing."

"I know it's nice to have a bathtub at home, but do you know how much my mom spent on it?"

"How many?"

"98,000 yuan. I bought it with Aunt Wenhui at the Scitech Shopping Center."

Li Qingfeng, who had not cared at first, could not help but exclaimed after hearing the price: "How much? Ninety-eight thousand? The bathtub is inlaid with gold?"

Even Li Qingfeng felt that the price was a bit outrageous. This was only 1996, how much did the average person earn in a month? How dare they sell a bathtub for ?

Seeing Li Qingfeng's surprised expression, Chuyi curled his lips and said, "What's wrong with 98,000? They are selling very well. I heard that they can sell seven or eight a month."

"."(End of this chapter)