On Thursday, July 27, at around 1 noon, Du Qiu and Lin Dawei each drove a car to Yuncheng Airport, preparing to welcome Du Cunzhi who came from his hometown.

Yuncheng Airport is located on the south side of the city. It was built in the late 1970s. It is a small airport with old equipment and fewer routes. Its annual passenger throughput is less than one million. It ranks above 40 in China. However, it has developed rapidly in recent years and is undergoing renovation and expansion.

If Du Qiu chose the most dissatisfied place in Yuncheng in the 1990s, the airport would definitely be ranked in the top three. He stood in the old and narrow waiting hall, looking at a construction vehicle parked near the runway, and said, "I hope that after the expansion, I can drive a few more flights to Beijing or Pujiang. Now there are too few, so it is very inconvenient to travel."

Lin Dawei held an English car magazine and said while flipping through it: "I heard that the province wants to upgrade Yuncheng Airport to an international airport in 2000, and it will be convenient for you to go abroad."

Du Qiu shook his head and smiled, saying, "I hope so."

Yuncheng is located in the heart of the Central Plains. Whether east-west or north-south, it is at a hub position. Therefore, it is unique in railway and road transportation and develops very fast. However, air transportation is relatively tragic. Flights usually fly directly over the city instead of staying, so it develops very slowly. It was not until 2006 that a new international airport was built, but international flights are only some tourist routes to Hong Kong, South Korea or Southeast Asia. It still requires a transfer from Pujiang or Beijing to North America or Europe.

"Aqiu, I asked last night that the Moutai in the restaurant next to the car wash shop has sold 260 yuan per bottle. Do you think you want to put some out?"

In 1995, there were only three large shopping department stores in Yuncheng. Du Qiu, according to the script arranged by Gu Shoubing a few days ago, drove GTR to buy all the Moutai in the three shopping malls during the rush hour. After entering the newspaper the next day, the price of Moutai suddenly increased by 7 or 8 yuan.

"Don't worry, I guess the price of Moutai will remain strong until August 18."

"Why?"

"On August 18, Snapdragon will have a large party event, with about 500 people participating. At that time, I plan to send everyone a bottle of Moutai as a souvenir. After this news spreads, the price will definitely rise."

"500 people each have a bottle, and only 500 bottles. We now have more than 4,000 bottles." Lin Dawei had no idea about hype and said in confusion: "Such small amount has no impact on the market, right?"

"Only you know the quantity of 500 bottles, only you know and I know, Gu Shoubing knows, others don't know." Du Qiu showed him the Yuncheng Evening News in his hand and said, "Look, yesterday's newspaper reported my gtr, saying that it cost more than 800,000 yuan, and you can buy several Santanas, but the space and comfort are far less than Santanas. It is a useless toy."

He pointed to the eye-catching numbers on the title with his finger and explained: "This report was probably written by Gu Shoubing. Like the report a few days ago that said I had sent more than 200,000 yuan in bonuses as soon as I returned to China, it is all about creating the illusion that I spent money like soil and didn't care about money. Look at it. There will definitely be news in a few days that I plan to give everyone 5 or 10 bottles of Maotai at the party."

Lin Dawei suddenly realized and exclaimed: "Fatty Gu has so many tricks. No wonder Jinyu said that he has a bad reputation in the company, but no one questioned his ability."

"Gu Shoubing called me yesterday and told me that Sanjiang Hotel ordered 200 boxes of Maotai at one time." Du Qiu put the newspapers together and said with a smile: "The main force of this speculation is actually not us, but government guesthouses and state-owned hotels. They stock up on a large scale with public funds. If the price continues to rise, they will make a purchase. If the price falls, they will consume it themselves. Anyway, the more the liquor is, the more fragrant it is, and it will not be bad. So I guess if Moutai company does not interfere, the price may exceed 300."

"If this is done before, the government will definitely be arrested for speculation and refusal." Lin Dawei shook his head and sighed, and then asked with some concern: "If the price of Moutai falls after August 18, will anyone cause trouble for you?"

"I just bought 500 bottles of Moutai to give it to others. What does the price increase or decrease have to do with me?" Du Qiu sneered, raised his hand to look at the electronic watch, and said, "Our dad is coming soon. Don't tell him about this, otherwise we will both be in trouble."

Lin Dawei nodded and asked, "Do you want to tell Chunhua? She has a lot of spare money, and this is an opportunity to make money."

Dad, you really don’t understand the character of your mother at all…

"No need, my sister hates this kind of opportunistic behavior of taking advantage of others the most. Telling her is even more unlucky than telling her dad."

There is no direct flight between Yuncheng and Chuncheng. After staying in his hometown for a week, Du Chunhua simply took Du Cunzhi to Beijing for another two days before taking a plane to Yuncheng. They were lucky. The plane did not miss the order and arrived on time at 1 o'clock.

"Dad, uncle, I'm back!"

"Oh, good son." Lin Dawei bent down and picked up Lin Jinyan, walked to Du Cunzhi, and said respectfully: "Dad, you are here."

"Well, here we come." Du Cunzhi paid great attention to appearance, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and gray trousers. He looked like a township cadre coming to inspect. He looked at Lin Dawei a few times and asked, "Have you arranged the matters about Dashan?"

"The arrangement has been made and the house has been rented." Lin Dawei raised his hand and greeted Huang Dashan's family who were standing behind Du Cunzhi, saying, "Brother Shan, sister-in-law, Songsong, welcome to Yuncheng."

Huang Dashan is a neighbor who lives next door to his hometown. He originally worked in a county agricultural machinery factory. The agricultural machinery factory has poor performance and has been shut down for more than a year. He is unwilling to go to sea to do business, and he is unwilling to go out to work far away. He is idle at home and is living a waste of money. Unexpectedly, in May, his baby son fell seriously ill. If it weren't for the help of the villagers, let alone the surgery, he would not even have money to buy medicine. Then he repented, changed his past and brought his family to Yuncheng to work.

"You kid is really a fucking thing!" Huang Dashan threw the bags of luggage on the ground, punched Lin Dawei hard, and scolded: "Principal Du and Chunhua are as kind as a mountain to you, you..."

"Big Mountain!" Du Cunzhi called him and frowned and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. This is the airport, don't yell."

It seems that the news of the divorce of my own father and mother has finally reached my hometown...

"Hey, don't stand here and talk. Let's leave quickly. I'm almost exhausted." Du Chunhua interrupted casually, stuffed his backpack and suitcase to Du Qiu, and said, "Brother, these are all brought by the village to you. You can carry them home by yourself... Sister Li, I'll help you get the bag. It's inconvenient for you to hold Songsong."

"Sister, what are they all of them so heavy?"

"Of course it's something to eat."

The group left the airport while chatting. Lin Dawei took Huang Dashan and his family to the house they rented in advance, and Du Qiu took his grandfather and his mother home. As soon as Du Cunzhi got into the car, he asked, "Xiaoqiu, I heard your sister say you wrote a book?"

Du Qiu looked up and rolled his eyes at his mother through the rearview mirror. Du Chunhua saw it and laughed and said, "Brother, you are a great writer who can publish books in Japan now. Don't be so childish. If you see it, you will affect your image. Quickly answer our father's question, otherwise you will be served by a stick!"

"I wrote a book called "White Night Walking"..." Du Qiu felt that "White Night Walking" was not suitable for old-fashioned like her grandfather. After briefly introducing it, she opened the storage box and took out a sample copy of "Programming Language" and said: "The novel is just a fun thing to write in my spare time. This is a book I translated a while ago. Sanjiang University is preparing to publish it as a reference textbook for the School of Computer Science next semester."

In the minds of the older generation, university textbooks are much more substantial than popular novels. Du Cunzhi was very happy and took the sample draft carefully. He stared at the three words "Du Qiuyi" on the cover for a long time, and then opened it and looked at it carefully. He saw that there were concepts and codes that he couldn't understand, so he put it together and asked, "Will this book be used as a textbook for Sanjiang University?"

"It's a reference textbook, not for formal classes." Du Qiu started the car and said, "I'm also planning to translate several other excellent textbooks from abroad and make them into a series. This is just the first one."

"Oh my brother, you are such a monster. I wrote a few short articles a few months ago and asked Danfeng to help translate them into English. Now I can translate large English textbooks by myself."

"Actually, Jiang Danfeng has also helped this book a lot."

The laptop has an electronic Chinese version of "Programming Language". The translation quality is very good. You only need to change certain details. It is not enough. However, the translation is so fast and high-quality, which does not conform to Du Qiu's English rookie. Therefore, he deliberately made some omissions and asked Jiang Danfeng to help correct it.

"Is Jiang Danfeng Xiaoqiu's secretary?"

"Grandpa, my mother said that Aunt Danfeng likes her uncle, and she may be my aunt in the future."

Mom, you are such a gossip... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!