I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

Although Chen Xi was very familiar with Huodudu's strategy in Shanxi Province, he dared not be careless at all. After all, Zhou Sheng was no ordinary person and was considered one of the best among bosses.

"Sure!" Chen Xi agreed without hesitation.

After finishing their meal, the two exchanged contact information and then returned to their respective hotels.

"Boss, didn't you say before that the roads here were terrible and there was no point in investing money here? Why did you make a bet with that Mr. Chen?" The driver asked, puzzled, after getting out of the taxi.

Although he was called a driver, he was actually Zhou Sheng's assistant, which is why he spoke differently from others.

“We don’t have the same advantage as others in mainland China. In Texas Hold’em, when players have a weak hand but still want to win, they often resort to bluffing, which is basically bluffing. That bet doesn’t even have any stakes, do you think I’d care?” Zhou Sheng chuckled.

"Does that mean we're going to abandon the Shanxi market?"

“No, the Shanxi market is part of the North, and we definitely have to take it over…” Zhou Sheng shook his head.

Inside another hotel.

"How can that guy be so arrogant? This is the mainland, not Southeast Asia. Don't even mention you, he can't even beat other logistics companies, and he was just spouting nonsense." Zhang Youting thought Zhou Sheng's previous words were just bragging.

"Don't underestimate this guy. Many of the big bosses I've met started their businesses by marrying rich girls, but he didn't. People who play Texas Hold'em can guess what cards their opponents have, what the next card on the table will be, and how the chips will be distributed..."

"So you made your fortune by relying on women?" Zhang Youting asked in a sly tone.

"No."

"Where did you get the start-up capital? Did your family give it to you?"

"The money the bank got from taking advantage of the system."

"..."

The following day, in a small courtyard in a field near Shangdang City, Shanxi Province.

"Brother, I heard you called DJI's customer service before to request a refund. We're here to resolve that..."

"Hmph, they're so slow even when it comes to refunds, but I don't need it anymore!"

A dark-skinned middle-aged man waved his hand, interrupting a young man.

Chen Xi and Zhang Youting stood to the side, looking at each other in bewilderment.

When they came, they said many people bought drones but didn't know how to use them, so they requested a collective refund. Now why don't they use them anymore?
"Our drones are non-refundable once unpacked and used, unless there is a product quality issue," the DJI employee explained with a forced smile.

"Your drones cut my hand, and I haven't even asked you for medical expenses yet, and you're turning around and blaming me. How can I prove that the product quality is fine? Whether there's a problem or not is up to you to decide!" The middle-aged man glared at him.

"The box contains instructions and online videos. You can easily operate it after learning a little."

"If I knew all this, would I need to be in this kind of place?"

"What did you mean when you said there was no need for a refund?"

"I sold the drone! Although it wasn't worth the original price, at least I can recoup my losses."

The man said one sentence and then turned and left.

In fact, Chen Xi had heard this from more than one customer during his visits.

"Holy crap, are there people who specialize in buying and selling used drones? This seems like a great business opportunity," Zhang Youting muttered to himself, stroking his chin.

"Mr. Chen, look..." Xiaojiang's after-sales employee jogged up to Chen Xi.

"Go and find out who sold the drone." Chen Xi opened his wallet, took out a few hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to the other person.

"Wow, money really does pave the way. I wish you could be this generous to me."

"If you keep nagging, I'll cut your salary."

"I was just kidding, don't take it seriously." Zhang Youting patted his mouth with a grin, then took out his phone and started watching Audition Online videos again.

However, he didn't know much about the situation on the mainland. When he saw those fishing scenes, all he could see were girls in revealing clothes.

Half an hour later, at a farmhouse not far from where they had just been.

Chen Xi's car had just come to a stop when he was attracted by a loud noise. He opened the car door, looked up, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Hahaha, watch my Snapdragon 3 enhanced version, attack!"

A violent gust of air, carrying the smell of gunpowder, swept overhead. A wildly designed manned rotorcraft drone traced an exaggerated parabola, with several comically shaped launch tubes crudely assembled on its belly.

Missiles, sparks flying, were launched towards the ground. However, these missiles were almost inaccurate, their trajectories varied wildly, and they missed all the targets in the fields, instead heading straight for Chen Xi.

Seeing a rocket circling in the air and hurtling towards him, Zhang Youting immediately crouched down, covered his head, and shouted, "Don't fire! We're all compatriots! I'm already applying for my second-generation ID card!"

The missile landed on the ground a few steps away from Zhang Youting with a crisp cracking sound.

Only then did they realize that it was just fireworks.

"Look how scared you are." Chen Xi glanced at the man on the ground.

Zhang Youting stood up, his face flushed: "Holy crap, you farmers have heavy weapons now? Looks like I need to speed up my application process..."

Before long, the drone in the sky began to descend slowly.

A bald, middle-aged man clapped his hands and stepped down from the metal chair beneath the drone: "Sigh, it's a pity there weren't any real missiles, otherwise we definitely could have hit it. Next time, we need to get a cushion for this chair; it's so uncomfortable it hurts my butt!"

"You must be Cao Jianjun," Chen Xi greeted him as he stepped forward.

"Who are you?" the bald man asked Chen Xi.

"You're still asking who we are? You almost turned me into a roast pig just now," Zhang Youting said with a cold snort, arms crossed.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then looked embarrassed: "Sorry, I startled you just now. I was testing a new type of aircraft."

Chen Xi waved his hand and got straight to the point: "I heard that the villagers sold you a used drone, is that right?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"Do you know that what you're doing is illegal?"

Chen Xi pointed to the iron lump in the distance.

"Breaking the law? What law did I break by playing with my own creations in my own home?" The bald man spat on the ground dismissively, then pulled a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "Privately modifying a drone into a manned aircraft and adding fireworks as a weapon system is a serious violation! Article 12X of the Criminal Law, the crime of illegally manufacturing, selling, transporting, or storing dangerous substances... Articles 11X and 11X, fireworks that may ignite buildings or injure passersby, even if no actual damage is caused, constitute an abstract endangerment offense. Article 13X, civilian drones are classified as low-altitude aircraft; unauthorized alterations to their structure or function, such as carrying people or adding weapons, constitute a crime..." Chen Xi rattled off a long list of charges.

"Don't give me that crap. Who are you? A cop or a lawyer? Do you know why our technology lags behind others? It's because we're all restricted by these rules and regulations. I'm going to break all those shackles and become the greatest amateur scientist." The bald man turned the tables, portraying himself as incredibly noble.

“But you’re using DJI products. Our company has strict regulations and restrictions on drone modifications. Users cannot modify DJI drones at will, otherwise it may infringe on DJI’s legal rights. Based on this alone, we can definitely sue you!” Chen Xi grinned.

"Damn it, so you're here to cause trouble after all this time." The bald man angrily threw his cigarette on the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Xi wasn't angry. Instead, he pointed again at the completely modified aircraft: "This thing is probably a bunch of drones pieced together. The idea is good, but the technology is terrible. I heard you mention Snapdragon 3 earlier, which means you've been researching it for a while and must have spent a lot of money. You're just a farmer, so your money is limited. This thing can't be commercialized, so what are you going to do in the future?"

"That's my business, none of your concern!" The man's face flushed red.

Chen Xi's words hit a nerve. As a farmer, he really didn't have much money, and doing these things was purely a hobby. His wife argued with him about it every day, and it seemed there was no funding left to develop the Snapdragon 4.

Seeing the man's reaction, Chen Xi smiled slightly: "How about I point you in a direction where you can both make money and continue researching your own things?"

"Are you trying to hire me as a technician? I'm not leaving here; I have a wife and kids to take care of!"

"Hehe." Chen Xi chuckled.

With your lousy skills, you'd probably only be good for menial tasks at DJI.

Having imagination alone won't cut it; you need real skills too.

Actually, TV programs often feature "amateur scientists," with reporters praising their work and saying things like "true masters are found among ordinary people." However, Chen Xi believes most of these are just attention-grabbing gimmicks; the things they create are completely fantastical and practically unusable in real life.

In terms of imagination, Chen Ran is more than a hundred times better than these people.

"Then what do you want me to do?" The man scratched his head.

Who doesn't want to make money, and it also supports their scientific endeavors?

"If you want to make money, listen to me. I guarantee you'll make a fortune. But first, you need to tell me about the villagers here and the surrounding towns." Chen Xi said, as if giving orders to his subordinates.

"Okay, okay, no problem. Let's go inside and chat. Boss, you must be thirsty after talking so much." The bald man rubbed his hands together and led Chen Xi home.

Zhang Youting's mouth was big enough to fit a mouthful of egg.

This man was so fierce just a moment ago, how come he's become like a lapdog now?

I entered the house.

The three looked around and saw that the room was filled with all kinds of junk, with dismantled parts of household appliances and agricultural machinery scattered all over the floor.

The man kicked a path through the crowd and then brought out three small plastic stools for them to sit on.

"Have some water..."

"Cao Jianjun, I asked you to buy some materials to repair the house, but you actually spent the money on that junk again! If someone hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known!"

Chen Xi had just sat down when he heard a woman's loud cursing voice coming from outside. Then a burly rural woman, hands on her hips, stormed into the house aggressively.

"What junk? Those are all my research results! Didn't you see we have people at home? You shrew!" To save face as a man, Cao Jianjun stood up and angrily rebuked his wife, something he wouldn't normally do.

"who are they?"

"We are from DJI..."

The young man Chen Xi brought was interrupted by the woman before he could finish speaking: "So, you're the ones who sold him all that junk, right? Now you're here to sell it to him?"

"No, we're here to help you make money," Chen Xi said with a smile, looking at the woman.

The next day, a meeting was held in Cao Jianjun's village.

"Fellow villagers, you should all be aware of the Huahetong Group's project to support agriculture, rural areas, and farmers. The government's promise to help everyone master modern agricultural technology isn't just empty talk. Many villagers bought drones but didn't know how to use them. When the government learned of this, they immediately sent people to resolve the issue. Don't worry if you don't know how to operate them, or if you can't read, it doesn't matter. As long as you're willing to learn, nothing is a problem. The city will be establishing a drone training school, and in the future, drone operation will require a certificate..." Village Chief Cao Zhiyong stood under a tree, spitting as he shouted through a megaphone.

"School? Don't tell me I have to pay to go to school. These days, the government is always thinking of new ways to squeeze money out of our pockets. I'm not falling for it," a villager muttered, puffing on his cigarette.

"Exactly! Last time they said they'd build us toilets for free, but after they were finished, they actually tried to charge us. It's ridiculous that we can't pee or poop in this field," another villager chimed in.

"No money needed, no money needed," Cao Zhiyong hurriedly waved his hand.

“I wouldn’t go even if it were free. I used to get a headache just looking at books, and now that I’m old, you expect me to study? No way!” the person who had interrupted earlier said again.

"Can't you let me finish? Why are you always interrupting!" Cao Zhiyong glared at the man, then continued, "There are subsidies for drone training, and Huahuatong will also provide scholarships to help us get more people involved. In other words, as long as you attend the training and get certified, you'll get paid—the tuition is completely free. Don't be fooled by the fact that it's free now; it won't be in the future. This training fee will eventually amount to several thousand yuan, so you'll be missing out if you don't learn now. Let me tell you about the benefits of this certificate. With it, you can operate agricultural drones. To address rural employment issues, Huahuatong will be recruiting drone operation vehicle operators and other positions, with salaries..."

When the villagers heard about this good thing, they were all a little tempted.

However, some people feel that the city is too far away and are still not very willing to go.

At this moment, Cao Jianjun took over the megaphone and said, "Yesterday, Mr. Chen from Hehuatong and I talked. The drone training school will be setting up temporary training sites in various locations from time to time. Those who don't have time or find the distance too far can also study regularly. I will be the enrollment teacher for this area. Everyone can come here to register. Places are limited, first come, first served..."

Under a tree not far away, Chen Xi was smoking and looking at the crowd.

Zhang Youting asked in a low voice, "Does this company really issue subsidies?"

"Of course not." Chen Xi smiled.

"Then what else can they say?"

"Get things done first, then apply later. It's like trying to raise funds; if you have nothing, who's going to listen to your story?"

"Then running schools and providing scholarships all cost money. There are so many places across the country, it's not a small amount. Are you going to pay for it out of your own pocket?"

"How could that be? Aren't there still those coal mine owners? This drone license will be like a driver's license in the future; you'll have to report it to air traffic control and everything. Don't be fooled by the fact that we're losing money now; it'll definitely make money later. There are so many countries in the world; I can gradually expand to operate them, and they'll all have to follow the standards I set. Let Cao Jianjun test it out here first, and if things go well, we'll mass-produce them!"

"Damn, you really know how to play."

Zhang Youting couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Chen Xi's statement wasn't unfounded; drone licenses have existed for some time, with the Civil Aviation Administration authorizing aircraft owners and pilots associations to conduct drone pilot qualification training and certification. However, this certificate is a training qualification certificate issued by the industry association and lacks legal enforceability.

In 18, the Civil Aviation Administration of China officially issued the "Administrative Measures for Commercial Flight Activities of Civil Unmanned Aerial Vehicles", requiring those engaged in commercial drone flights to obtain a "Drone Pilot License".

In the following years, the management of unmanned aerial vehicle flights became increasingly strict, which led to the establishment of various schools and certification systems. The training fees for pilots even reached tens of thousands of yuan, and instructor licenses were even more expensive...

Why do so many people eventually get certified? Because not getting certified can result in fines, up to 100,000 yuan, so who would dare take the risk? (End of Chapter)