Chapter 1538 My Hometown

However, Fang Xing and others were reduced from elites to laughing stocks, and the anxiety of ordinary employees in Apple China... Jobs did not take these things to heart.

When the streets were still shrouded in mist, he boarded the plane with Feng Yiping and set off. After more than two hours of flight, shortly after the nine-to-five office workers started work, they flew from the north to Feng Yiping's hometown, a province in the central part of this oriental country.

After a very warm and grand welcome that he did not like very much, leaving behind the executives and visiting groups accompanying them, the few of them took two Bell helicopters and flew to the place where Feng Yiping was born and grew up, the place he insisted on them to see.

It was a clear autumn day. They quickly left this large city with many lakes on the banks of the Yangtze River from a height of several hundred meters. With many residents looking up, they flew to the place named after the length of the word.

Out of the edge of the city, below was a scene that they rarely saw in the United States. As far as the eye could see, there were villages of varying sizes scattered everywhere.

These villages are naturally not as prosperous as the big city they just left. They look as scattered and messy as Los Angeles, and as vibrant as Los Angeles.

It should be not long after the autumn harvest. The fields look a little barren, but there are already many people and machines working in the fields. The farther away from the big city behind, the less machinery there is, and the more human and animal power there is, that is, it is getting more and more backward.

"We are still an agricultural province," Feng Yiping explained loudly to them in the headset.

It was also the first time for him to overlook the place he often passed by at this height.

It was naturally spectacular, but unlike the beautiful scenery like oil paintings seen on the Gulfstream, at the flying height of the helicopter, everything below looked clearer and more three-dimensional. At a glance, the fields everywhere and the people working in the fields were all in sight.

Their hard work and difficulties can also be seen at a glance.

Both Jobs and Google were a little silent. After arriving from the United States, the majestic northern capital and the equally modern city just now made them not feel that China is a developing country.

However, all that they saw now, this vast wilderness, the large number of residents scattered on the wilderness, and their primitive farming methods that made them feel novel, made them intuitively realize that this is indeed a developing country that needs to be developed.

On the way, Feng Yiping pointed to a city in the distance that could be seen in outline and was slightly prosperous, saying that it was the seat of their city government, where he had spent four years.

In front of them, there were more mountains, and Feng Yiping said that his hometown was deep in this mountain.

In the helicopter behind, Jin Ling and Mei Yiliang accompanied Musk and Bezos. They also decided to visit Feng Yiping's home out of courtesy and personal friendship.

Looking at all this strange, primitive and novel thing at this time, these two people who had been a little bit different from each other had a rare common doubt, "Drawing everyone here, what is this Feng Yiping up to?"

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Today's Wuli'ao is particularly lively because Feng Yiping is coming back, and it is said that this time he is bringing some of his friends in the United States back with him.

And these American friends of his are all big bosses of world-class companies. Many local governments are eager to meet them but cannot. However, they readily agree to follow Yiping to this small place deep in the mountains.

What does this mean? This means that they have a close relationship with Yiping.

As a fellow villager, there is no reason for Yiping to lose face in front of these American friends.

So in the past two days, without the need for instructions from the superiors, everyone spontaneously and thoroughly did a lot of rectification. For example, the sanitation in various places is several times better than the last time when they welcomed senior officials.

Not to mention other things, those running on the road, from bicycles to buses, are all cleaned spotlessly.

Of course, there is a reason not to let Feng Yiping lose face, but also because the distinguished guests who came this time are all foreigners. The simple national and national feelings make them want to show their best side in front of these Americans.

As the arrival time gradually approached, the people in the foreign affairs department of the province were anxious first, "County Magistrate Sheng, can you let these people around the square disperse first? Such a crowd is extremely impolite."

Sheng Zheng and Huang Chengzhong and others looked at the scene in front of them, and they were also a little helpless.

Since the day of the square reinforcement, this has been the focus of everyone's attention. Now that the day has come, how can they stop these people from gathering?

There is Feng Yiping, Feng Yiping's famous foreign friends, and helicopters... It would be strange if there are not many people, and it would be strange if they can be persuaded to leave!

"How can this be called a gathering? This is a welcome," said Huang Chengzhong.

The comrades from the foreign affairs department were still somewhat polite to Sheng Zheng, but they were very arrogant to others. This person seemed to be just a deputy mayor?

However, before he could scold him, Sheng Zheng had already laughed, "Yes, you can see clearly, Old Huang, this is everyone's welcome to Yiping and the distinguished guests."

In his words, he actually respected the deputy mayor and his words very much. Could this person also have a background? He thought about it and held back what he wanted to say.

As for the relationship between Huang Chengzhong and Feng Yiping, those who came here in a hurry and probably would not come again in the future naturally did not know.

At this time, a clear roar was heard in the sky in the south.

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The further they went into the mountains, the more clearly Feng Yiping's five American friends felt the backwardness here. There were no factories at all, the streets were getting smaller and smaller, the traffic on the road was getting less and less, and the houses were getting lower and lower..., not to mention the place where they grew up, even compared with the cities they passed by, there was a gap of many years.

"Is this where you grew up?" Page asked, looking at a school with a red flag hanging below, where many students ran out of the classroom and looked up at the sky.

"Yes, this is where I grew up," Feng Yiping said with a smile, "The school I studied in was not as good as this school. It was a brick and tile house. Look, look at the one next to the field, the houses covered with tiles are just like those houses,"

Jobs took a deep look at Feng Yiping, who looked a little excited. He was also very surprised that he grew up in such a place.

He himself was also raised by middle-class foster parents who were not rich. His childhood was actually quite tight, but compared with the residents here, it was like heaven and earth.

He left such a backward mountainous area, which was even wild in Jobs's eyes, at the age of 15, and went to a small city that was still underdeveloped to study in high school. However, in just a few years, he had achieved what he has now.

From such a mountainous area to such a small city, and then quickly to the world, to the top of this society..., even in the eyes of the brilliant him, he knew how difficult and rare it was.

"Huh," Brin suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Jobs turned his eyes away from Feng Yiping's face and saw a scene not far ahead that was different from the one he had come all the way, but familiar to him.

It was a small town in the mountains that looked very distinctive and vibrant.

Not far below was a busy construction site, with construction vehicles working on the flat ground and on the hills next to it. It looked like a large-scale project.

"This is the optical lens and display screen, as well as the glass substrate factory under construction," Feng Yiping, who had been following the project for a long time, excitedly introduced it to them, although it was the first time to see it with his own eyes. "This is only the first phase of the project. According to our concept, it will eventually evolve into an industrial park that can accommodate more than 100,000 people,"

"Optical lenses and display screens, as well as glass substrates? These seem to be Corning's main business," Jobs said. He was familiar with this.

Apple's computers, including the iPod that he is proud of now, have this demand.

"I happened to buy a patent from Corning. Relying on this patent, the scientific research team I organized in China has made some very good progress recently and developed some very distinctive products," Feng Yiping said indifferently.

"Then you can strive to become an Apple supplier," Page said immediately.

What a good brother! Feng Yiping silently praised him in his heart.

"There is also a huge demand for these products in our country. Of course, we will definitely strive to provide supporting products like Apple's,"

"Because I know that if we can satisfy you, Jobs, our products will definitely be the highest level in the industry,"

"Well," Jobs nodded, but did not speak.

Feng Yiping did not care. He had long known that old Joe was not such an easy person to talk to, but there was no rush.

Flying forward, the town came into everyone's sight. Jobs first said, "Am I wrong or..."

"You are not wrong. Before the large-scale development, we planned the construction of the town. Its essence is the model of American towns that we are all familiar with. Public institutions, parks, commercial areas, etc. are built in the center, industrial areas are concentrated, and residential areas are scattered around as much as possible. Unlike other towns in our country, all are squeezed into the city and the central area,"

"What we have seen so far can be said to be public institutions, commercial areas, industrial areas, etc. Most of the residents are still scattered in the original villages,"

"Is this mainly your opinion?" Brin asked.

He was very curious why Feng Yiping had such a great influence on such things. You know, Google, let alone influencing the urban planning of Mountain View, did not even get the support of Mountain View for the planning of its new campus.

"I provided a general idea, and some young leaders here boldly promoted it. I heard that they have now conducted fruitful theoretical research on this issue."

"So many people?" Jobs had already seen the crowds gathered in the square over there, and they were waving excitedly at this side.

"Oh, so grand!" Feng Yiping was also a little surprised, "This is the folks welcoming my friends to come."

Under the control of the pilot, the helicopter landed accurately at the landing point marked in the center of the square. The two pilots escorted the passengers and walked out with their heads down. As soon as Feng Yiping and his team appeared, cheers around the square suddenly rang out.

Someone was shouting to Feng Yiping, and many people were taking pictures, but everyone was very orderly, and there was no swarming scene, and no one stared at the five white foreigners.

The picky and individualistic Jobs completely ignored the officials. He looked coldly at the smiling people around him.

Many of these people were not dressed fashionably, but their clothes were as clean as their smiles, which made people feel warm. Although they did not speak the same language, Jobs could still feel the enthusiasm from the bottom of their hearts.

And he knew that the source of this enthusiasm was mostly because of the young man over there. At this time, he also left the welcoming officials behind and happily greeted the people around him in a language that Jobs had heard for the first time.

He could also feel the good impression those people had on him, and this good impression was by no means a disguise, but was truly from the heart.

In their eyes, Feng was not a rich man, but a junior who made them proud and gratified. This could be seen from the eyes and actions of those people.

Those who were older than Feng always couldn't help showing their love when they looked at him, and when they surrounded him and patted his shoulders, it was by no means flattering, but only cordial.

Soon, Feng Yiping drove a small car with a unique shape, similar to a tour bus, and invited with a smile, "Let's go?"