Rebirth of the Flying Era

  Chapter 1116 Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day

  Although the truth is the truth, some things do not make sense.

  Everything has two sides, someone benefits and someone loses.

  The loser tries to change, which can be called reformation; the beneficiary is unwilling to change, because of vested interests.

  It doesn't matter good or bad, it's just a game.

  Du Fei couldn't help hesitating when he heard Dad Zhu raise this question suddenly.

   asked back: "Dad, someone brought it up? Or do you want to..."

  Papa Zhu waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, it's not me. I shouldn't act rashly in my position."

  Du Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Dad Zhu didn't take the lead.

   It's not that this matter can't be done, but that it can't be the first to jump out.

   The interests involved are too great, and you can't afford to offend them unless you have to.

   And right now, there is no soil for this kind of change.

  From the Shang Yang Reform to the Yingguo Industrial Revolution, when Cromwell came to power, any change is essentially a victory for new interests over vested interests.

  The so-called poverty leads to change.

   It's not really 'poor' yet.

  The economic growth this year will exceed 20%, and it will not be lower than this figure next year.

  The reason why the economy feels very difficult is mainly because of too much external pressure.

   Had to store up a lot of supplies, just in case.

  Especially food, cloth, energy that are closely related to survival...

  The materials that can be circulated are stretched.

  Back to Dad Zhu's question.

  Du Fei took a sip of his wine, thought for a while and said, "Dad, actually, I think 'plan' is higher than 'market' in terms of energy."

   Zhu's father said in surprise: "Oh? The energy is higher, how do you say that?"

Du Fei explained: "Let me make an analogy..." Du Fei glanced around, and finally landed on the wine glass in his hand: "Just talk about this whiskey, I say it is brown, or it can be said that it is not blue The number of words is almost the same, the meaning is correct, but the energy is different. The former directly affirms that it is brown, which is equivalent to negating all other colors. If it is replaced by a negative sentence, all other colors must be negated to determine that it is brown, so …the energy of the affirmative sentence is higher.”

  Papa Zhu nodded slightly. This is not a complicated philosophical speculation.

  Du Fei continued: "I think Su'e's 'plan' is the former, while Meidi's 'market' is the latter. In essence, the former is better than the latter."

  Papa Zhu frowned and said, "In this case, why...there are Dongyang and Duguo around Meidi, but there are no other successful examples on Sugo's side?"

Du Fei said: "According to the law of energy conservation, energy will neither be created nor disappear out of thin air. The so-called high energy of the plan and low energy of the market does not mean that the former has a larger total amount, but is more concentrated and directional. "

   Speaking of this, Du Fei couldn't help but sighed: "But there must be a prerequisite to give full play to this advantage."

   As he spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand, because the ice cubes melted and the color of the wine became lighter.

   Du Fei stared at the cup: "The premise is that we must first confirm that the color of the wine is brown. If we make a mistake, the advantage will become a disadvantage."

  Papa Zhu took a sip of wine noncommittally, fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a while.

  Du Fei didn't bother me either.

  A few minutes later, Dad Zhu said in a deep voice: "Energy is important to the success or failure of a matter, but the direction is more important. Could it be that... the current road is doomed to fail?"

  Du Fei said: "Actually, I think Meidi's set will be eliminated sooner or later."

   Zhu's father said "hmm": "You said~"

Du Fei took the wine bottle and added to Dad Zhu's wine: "In fact, the 'plan' is much higher than the 'market' in terms of resource allocation and operating efficiency. Now it has not exerted its advantages and is mainly limited by productivity. Still the same sentence , productivity determines the relationship of production, and the current level of productivity is not enough to give full play to the advantages of planning.”

  Papa Zhu frowned and said, "Tell me specifically."

Du Fei said: "The most typical thing is data collection and processing. If there is a shortage of agricultural machinery in a county, from making reports, to information collection, to meeting decisions, to incorporating into plans, to resource allocation...finally the allocation of agricultural machinery is likely to have already been completed. It's a year, maybe even two years from now."

  Papa Zhu nodded, he knew the situation at the grassroots level.

  Du Fei continued: "But as far as I know, integrated circuit computers have already appeared in the United States. Once this technology is mature, the computer can be made as big as a TV."

  Papa Zhu couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this.

   This has reached the blind spot of his knowledge.

  Du Fei continued: "Dad, just imagine, if this kind of small computer is distributed to various towns, and then connected to the large computer in the capital through lines to form a network..."

  Listening to Du Fei's description, Dad Zhu's face turned slightly red.

   As Du Fei described, even the most remote villages and towns can immediately feed back information to the capital.

  After computing on a large computer and coordinating the allocation of resources, what will happen!

   But is it really possible?

To Zhu's question, Du Fei nodded firmly: "Actually, in 1966, a similar airline ticket booking system appeared in the United States. The airline headquarters has a large computer, which is connected to more than a thousand terminals all over the country. Realize remote booking."

   Zhu's father was slightly stunned, even with his concentration, he couldn't help but be moved.

  Du Fei continued: "This is just a prototype, and the amount of data that can be processed is limited. But wait for another forty or fifty years, and the technology will mature. At that time, the advantages of the planned economy can be brought into play."

  Papa Zhu sighed, cheered up and said, "Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!"

  Du Fei didn't respond, but he was thinking about something else.

  Although you are poor, you want to change.

  Du Fei didn't want to wait until then.

  The price paid is too great.

  Why do European and American powers stand up one by one to earn money and eat their food.

   It was my turn to plant flowers, I managed to straighten my back, but I had to lower my head again to make money.

  Why!

   Coming out of the study, Du Fei went back upstairs.

  Zhu Ting had already put the child to sleep, and asked, "What were you talking about with our dad for so long?"

  Du Fei said: "Talk about the economy, look at this year's trend, next year will also be good."

   "I don't think it's too bad~" Zhu Ting said proudly: "Our agency is reporting on the Textile and Garment Group. The first batch of factories have already started trial production. Hundreds of thousands of people have entered the factory to work, which is very exciting!"

   As he spoke, he hugged Du Fei's arm, leaned over and said, "Xiao Fei, you are really amazing!"

  That look, that tone, even if it is an old couple, Du Fei feels his heart sway...

  A few days later, the eldest and third child of the Zhu family came back from the northeast one after another, and left immediately after celebrating the New Year at home.

  Du Fei finally got his old friend Hasim.

  The break of fast this year is a few days later than in previous years.

  Hasim rushed over after finishing the work, and brought a letter from Ka Dazuo himself, as well as the funds used to purchase missiles.

  Although the purchase of Dongfeng missiles was negotiated before, it may be repeated before the money is in place.

  Du Fei has been thinking about this matter in his heart.

   It's just that there were some problems with Ka Dazuo, and it took more than two months before he was free.

  In Du Fei's office.

   Hasim's face was red, and he was extremely enthusiastic about Du Fei.

  Now he is proud of his horseshoe disease.

  He doesn't care about promotion and salary increase.

  What Hasim really cares about is his position in Ka Dazuo's heart.

   Originally, although they had a good relationship, Hasim's own abilities were limited, and he had always been a leftover role.

   Being able to play with Ka Dazuo and being able to make jokes is his label.

  When he was asked to plant flowers, he didn't expect anything at all.

   But I didn't expect that this guy would step on shit.

   The first time I got back a batch of rocket launchers, and the second time, apart from the tanks, I actually talked about eight ground-to-ground ballistics in one go!

   This time Hasim is really a heifer in a hot air balloon - awesome.

  He came with him this time, and there was a team of twenty people.

  Headed by a famous professor in Libya, there is also an expert on Suge.

  The purpose of coming here is self-evident, before you actually pay, you have to let someone inspect the goods.

   Hasim was a little embarrassed: "My friend, I absolutely trust you, but... there are some people in our country who must be gagged."

  Du Fei didn't take it seriously, the eight missiles have all been repaired and upgraded.

  Although not much blue light is used, it is absolutely guaranteed to be launched normally, and no one is afraid to check it.

   As for Su Goose experts, it doesn't really matter.

  Even if he doesn’t watch it here, he will let Ka Dazuo read it when he buys it back.

   Simply let them see.

  After being strengthened, the performance of these missiles has already greatly exceeded the original.

  Since agreeing to sell it, it shows that there is already a better one.

  False and real, what is needed is to make it difficult for outsiders to understand and see clearly.

  Du Fei smiled and said: "Haha, understand, understand, of course there is no problem on my side."

   Hasim secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

  Du Fei doesn't care about the best.

  There is only one expert in this field in their country, Su Goose, and they really can't find anyone else.

  If Du Fei felt that he was deliberately finding fault, it would be difficult to explain.

  It would be bad if the deal was messed up because of this.

   Soon the two agreed to go to see the missile the next day.

   After chatting for a while, Du Fei smiled and sent Hasim outside the gate.

   Waved goodbye and kept watching his car drive away.

  Just about to turn around and go back, but at this moment, someone suddenly stopped: "Mr. Du Fei, please excuse me."

  Hearing the words, Du Fei turned his head and followed the voice.

  I saw a woman in a woolen coat coming from another direction in front of the door.

   Du Fei sized up the other party, frowning slightly: "Comrade, what's the matter?"

  This woman is probably in her early thirties, less than 1.6 meters tall, with dark skin and not very beautiful. She is a typical tropical person and speaks with a strong southern accent.

  Du Fei confirmed that he had never seen this person before.

  The other party came over, offered to extend his hand and said, "My name is Liu Ye, and I work in the Pakistan Museum of History."

   Du Fei frowned. This woman doesn't look like a South Asian.

  Liu Ye said bluntly: "I am an inkpad man."

  Du Fei suddenly realized that it was the same as when Bush stayed at the Swiss Museum of History.

  Two years ago, Zhonghua broke off contact with Yinni, and can only maintain a minimum level of communication through this springboard.

  Du Fei nodded expressionlessly, but did not shake hands with the woman: "What does Ms. Liu want me to do?"

  Liu Ye paused for a moment, then withdrew her hand and said, "It seems that Mr. Du has a deep prejudice against us~"

  Du Fei said: "Prejudice is out of the question, there is no need to be polite to enemies."

  Liu Ye didn't expect the man in front of him to be so frank, even rude.

   This is very different from the Chinese people she has come into contact with.

   But she is not a soft persimmon, she retorted: "What about Dongyang? As far as I know, you have a close relationship with some of them and have provided them with a lot of help."

   Du Fei said: "Of course, customers always have privileges. If you can spend hundreds of millions of dollars on me, you can also get the same treatment."

   Liu Ye pursed her lips.

  Du Fei's unabashed frankness left her speechless.

  Liu Ye took several deep breaths before calming down, and finally said: "Mr. Du, we are not enemies, my grandfather is Hu Jianren..."

  Du Fei was unmoved: "Whether you are an enemy or not depends on your ancestral home. Ms. Liu, you know who you are doing for."

   Liu Ye was silent for a few seconds.

   Realized that his opening set was almost completely unnecessary.

  Simply said directly: "Can you go in and talk? Like you said just now, maybe I can also be your client."

  Du Fei smiled: "Of course you can go in and have a talk, but becoming a client... I don't think there is much hope."

   After speaking, he made a "please" gesture.

   Liu Ye stepped into the gate.

  Du Fei didn't take her to the office, but came to the living room in the front yard.

   Called someone to pour a cup of tea, and then asked: "Ms. Liu, what do you want to talk about?"

   Liu Ye said: "As far as I know, you have shipped a large amount of dangerous goods to our country. I hope you can stop this behavior that destroys the relationship between the two parties."

  Du Fei sneered: "Are you joking? Is there any room for us to destroy this relationship?"

  Liu Ye pursed her lips and gritted her teeth.

  She had guessed that coming this time would be a chore, but someone had to come.

  Du Fei said again: "In addition, let me remind you that we are a company that manufactures and sells fire-fighting equipment, and we do not produce any dangerous goods."

  Liu Ye rolled her eyes, thinking that you are a liar!

   Taking a deep breath again, he said in a deep voice: Mr. Du, I came here with sincerity. I hope you will consider it carefully and put forward your conditions, which is good for both parties. "

  Du Fei narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

   Liu Ye leaned against the sofa mountain, raised Erlang's legs and said: "Of course not, it's just a kind reminder."

  Du Fei said: "Just now you said that your grandfather was from Hu Jian. I think you should know what Suhartu wants to do. At this time, if you lobby me, aren't you afraid that the ghosts of your compatriots will come to you in the future?"

  Liu Ye chuckled lightly: "Sorry, I'm a materialist."

   "Really?" Du Fei's gaze landed on the opponent's chest.

  Should I say it or not, although this woman is not tall, she is really good.

  The proportion is very good, and the tie is also very large.

   What Du Fei was looking at was not this, but a pendant hanging around her neck.

  Although the thing was hidden in the clothes, Du Fei could feel that the aura contained in it was very similar to the compassionate demon pestle.

  A woman wearing a magic weapon actually said that she was a materialist.

  But Du Fei didn't expose it, instead he asked, "Tell me about your conditions."

  Liu Ye had been prepared for a long time, and said calmly: "Stop the transaction, 500,000 US dollars, or the equivalent amount of gold bars."

Du Fei played with taste: "Ms. Liu, you didn't do your homework before you came here? Do you know how much I traded with Huanglin, Chencai and the four? How much profit can I get? Five hundred thousand, just send me away~ "

  Liu Ye really didn't know this, so she tried to calm down and said, "How much do you want?"

  Du Fei stretched out two fingers.

   Liu Ye frowned and said, "Two million?"

  Du Fei smiled and said: "Two hundred million! As long as you are willing to pay two hundred million dollars to make up for my loss, you can talk about anything."

  Liu Ye froze for a moment, wondering if her ears were not working well.

  Two seconds later, he slapped the coffee table in front of him and stood up abruptly: "What did you say!"

  Du Fei leaned on the sofa: "Didn't you hear what I said? You need to repeat it again."

  Liu Ye couldn't hold back anymore, she gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Du, I came here with sincerity..."

   Before she finished speaking, Du Fei interrupted: "Cut~500,000 sincerity, your sincerity is really cheap."

   "You~ you will regret it!" Liu Ye threatened, staring at Du Fei with a pair of dark pupils.

  At the same time, the thing hanging on her chest gave off a faint fragrance.

  Du Fei smelled the smell, and immediately fixed his eyes.

   I didn't expect this woman to be so bold that she would directly use such crooked means.

   It’s true that dog meat won’t make it to the banquet.

  Du Fei didn't get used to it either, and immediately stood up and threw a big **** around.

  Liu Ye didn't expect that the method that was invincible in the ink pad would be ineffective in Du Fei's place!

   Before he could react, he was slapped on the face.

   With a "snap", she fell directly on the sofa, her cheeks were visibly swollen, her brain was buzzing, and her eyes were dark.

   Even at that moment, Liu Ye wondered if she was going to die.

   "Shabi~"

  Du Fei scolded, this woman was probably protected too well before.

   Not only does he not follow the rules, but he also doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

   Smelling that smell just now, Du Fei's brain went into a trance.

   But thanks to the spiritual link, his consciousness is completely unaffected.

   And this woman's methods are roughly similar to Ding Sitian's, but not as strong and used as Ding Sitian.

  Ding Sitian won the legacy of the Princess of Liao Kingdom in the Baiyan Cave.

   As far as special abilities are concerned, Ding Sitian is quite strong as long as she doesn't encounter monsters of the level of compassion.

  The illusion that Liu Ye used just now was less than half as strong as Ding Sitian.

   This is still with the help of the magic weapon in front of his chest.

  Du Fei walked over, reached into the opponent's neckline, and pulled out a pendant with a strange shape.

   Use a little force to break the black cord.

  The willow leaf was in pain, oops, suddenly woke up, and subconsciously called out "give it back to me", and wanted to **** it.

  Pushed back by Du Fei, he said coldly: "Don't be beaten!"

   Half of Liu Ye's face was still numb, but now it hurt more and more.

  Looking at the pendant in Du Fei's hand, although he was unwilling, he shrank back honestly.

  Du Fei looked at the pendant, and yelled out the door: "Old Wang, call Office Luo of the Anquan Bureau and tell us that we have caught a spy here."

  Wang Bin stood guard at the door and immediately responded.

  (end of this chapter)