Rebirth: My 80s

April 16th, sunny.

Afternoon, Capital Airport.

A special plane from America has just landed.

Yanagawa Zhi led a group of people and, through some connections, was able to get inside the airport.

After confirming that the plane was Thomas Watson Jr.'s private plane.

Yanagawa Zhi, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, immediately perked up and looked around and said:

"Everyone, tidy up your appearance and follow me to greet Mr. Watson."

Everyone followed his lead, with awe in their expressions.

Although they were all from the computer or related industries, even Wan Runnan of Soitong Company felt that he was not capable enough to invite the boss of IBM.

You have to obey when you deserve it.

呲!

The cabin door opens.

A few middle-aged men in suits and ties were the first to come down the gangway.

Thomas Watson Jr. was notably absent.

However, when he saw a Chinese face among them, Liuchuanzhi's eyes lit up, and he rushed over, without waiting for the other party to come down, and waved and greeted:

"Mr. Liang!"

Several people on the gangway paused slightly.

The foreigners all cast inquiring looks at Mr. Liang mentioned by Liuchuan Zhi.

This person is a senior executive of IBM in the Asia-Pacific region and general manager of the Hong Kong City branch.

Yanagawa Zhi is very familiar with it.

Firstly, Lenovo is IBM's largest distributor in mainland China.

Secondly, Liu's father is now in Hong Kong. As the person who has obtained the second lawyer's license in the mainland, some multinational companies with business in the mainland will always look for him if they have any legal matters.

Everything is going smoothly and he has some face.

The people following behind Yanagawa Zhi saw him walk forward and start to have a lively conversation with the other group.

The awe in his eyes grew stronger.

Wan Runnan thought that after this Computer Development Conference, Liu Chuanzhi's reputation in Zhongguancun might surpass his and be on par with Chen Chunxian.

There was movement on the gangway again.

Yanagawa Zhi and others who were talking at the gangway below hurriedly retreated to both sides and prepared to welcome them.

I saw a white man with silver hair, supported by a middle-aged white woman wearing jewels, slowly walking down the gangway, followed by four or five followers.

Wait until the old white man walks down the last step.

Yanagawa Zhi bent his waist and smiled at the right time, "Welcome Mr. Watson to take the trouble to come here. We are honored."

Watson was a little surprised and thought, they sent someone specially to pick him up?

I didn't dare to be cautious, so I immediately lowered my posture, but I always felt that something was wrong, so I didn't forget to confirm and asked: "Who are you?"

The smile on Liuchuan Zhi's face froze, which was... a bit embarrassing.

Many of the people behind him are senior intellectuals who know some English.

Mr. Liang next to him helped to introduce and explained Liuchuan Zhi's identity.

Watson sighed secretly, after all... it was just wishful thinking.

He didn't show any good attitude at once, just made a sound of realization, then walked forward and passed by Yanagawa Zhi.

Yanagawa Zhi: “???”

Wan Runnan and others looked confused, wondering why Watson ignored Liu Chuanzhi. Wasn’t he invited by him?

"Ignore" is still a euphemism. After figuring out Liuchuan Zhi's identity, Watson obviously ignored him directly.

Of course, there are them.

This is not the attitude of a guest.

Little did they know that Watson did not regret IBM's current policy and that the company was prepared for a temporary decline in sales of its personal computer business.

They believe that short-term losses are for the sake of greater and longer-term benefits.

Don’t make compatible machines, and only use accessories from your own brand. Didn’t Apple do this in the future?

So it’s hard to say whether their idea is wrong.

As the plan progressed, IBM's personal computer business saw global sales decline.

The decline is particularly obvious in the mainland, which is more concerned about cost-effectiveness.

Of course, this is the result obtained from the month-on-month data.

In fact, the expensive IBM computers did not have much sales in mainland China.

Watson didn't care.

At least not yet.

In his opinion, it will take at least another ten years before people in this country can use computers widely.

It's very long.

So why the rush?

Ten years later, no one knew where this person named Liu was.

Watson rejected all useless socializing.

The others followed Watson and left. Mr. Liang stayed until the end and said to Liu Chuanzhi:

"Mr. Watson has come to the mainland for a very important matter. Thank you very much for coming to greet me. I appreciate your kindness. Please go back."

Yanagawa Zhi: “???”

Wan Runnan and others: “???”

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Isn't Mr. Watson here to attend the Computer Development Conference?"

"Ah? What meeting?" asked Mr. Liang, whose Mandarin was quite limited.

There were blue and white spots on Liuchuanzhi's face, and there was a hidden resentment in his eyes. The first person he invited was clearly Mr. Liang.

"oh oh!"

Mr. Liang came back to his senses and said with a wry smile, "I remember, I remember, Chuan Zhi told me about it.

“But Chuanzhi, I’m really sorry, as you can see, Mr. Watson came here in person, so I have to accompany him.

"His business is the most important, and we, the smaller ones...right? You must understand."

What else can Yanagawa Zhi say?

While saying "I understand, I understand", he sent Mr. Liang away.

When he turned around, he found that Wan Runnan and others were looking at him with anger.

Isn’t this just a joke?

None of them were idle; they dropped all the work at hand and ran over happily.

And I'm being ignored!

It's strange to be in a good mood.

"Hmph!" Someone walked away in anger.

Soon after, the others also left in a depressed mood.

Yanagawa Zhi was standing alone in the empty airport, disheveled in the wind...

If the news that several special planes flew in from the United States and other countries was only spread within a small range.

At the same time, wealthy people from Southeast Asia came to the mainland in groups, which caused an uproar.

The momentum is unprecedented.

Capital Hotel, Sheraton Hotel, Zhaolong Hotel...some of the best hotels in the city were all fully booked.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted the attention of some people.

Those responsible for attracting investment from various departments went out in groups.

You know, each of the wealthy people who appeared in the capital this time are extraordinary!

The kind of thing that they usually can’t even hope for when they burn incense and pray to Buddha.

If we can attract investment from these people, it will definitely be a big deal!

Not to be missed.

Then there are the journalists.

Their desire to get in touch with these wealthy people is the same as that of those in charge of attracting investment in various departments.

It's so rare!

I usually don’t even know where to look for it, so how can I miss it when it’s delivered to my door?

At the same time, people who knew about the "foreign wealthy people coming to Beijing collectively" incident also had such a question in their hearts:

What on earth are they here for?

I haven't heard of any activities being called for from above.

strange!

After coming to Beijing, these wealthy people kept a very low profile and never went out of the house, as if they had agreed beforehand to refuse visitors.

Until April 18th.

early morning.

The low-key wealthy people suddenly became high-profile.

News came from all the major hotels in the capital:

The wealthy people were all dressed up and left the hotel early in the morning.

How can those who are itching to do this sit still?

Chase!

……

……

nine in the morning.

In a building in Zhongguancun, the entire second floor is decorated with lights and is magnificent.

In the hall where a temporary stage was set up.

It also creates a festive atmosphere.

There was a red carpet on the ground, and the background board of the stage was also bright red, with the words "China Computer Development Conference" printed on it in solemn fonts.

Above the stage was a huge welcome banner with the following words written in both Chinese and English:

【Warmly welcome all distinguished guests to attend this grand event】.

The conference was well prepared.

Below the stage, there are dozens of small round tables covered with white tablecloths, on which are placed tea and fruit plates.

The hall was also crowded with people.

Almost every seat was occupied.

However, the conference, which was scheduled to begin at 9 a.m., did not start... successfully.

Someone stopped us.

The host, who had just walked onto the stage with a warm smile on his face, was scolded and left the stage.

“What’s the point of opening this?

"Aren't we all one family?

"I don't know where they got a bunch of people to make up the numbers!"

This kind of thing may not happen in the future.

But most Chinese people of this era are more straightforward in character.

There were guests coming from far away at the scene.

Father Liu brought a group of people from Gangcheng.

However, many people present have been in the industry for many years and are not so easy to fool.

They didn't see any overseas guest who had the ability to bring computer resources.

The three or two slightly reliable ones are just computer professors at a university in Hong Kong, agents of a Japanese electronic technology brand in Hong Kong, and so on.

“I’ve said before that if we don’t hold this conference without Huaxia Silicon Valley and Donghai Company, it will definitely not work.

"Yanagawa Shi just won't listen!"

Everyone looked around subconsciously.

Surprisingly, no one saw Yanagawa Zhi.

I saw two seats in the first row, which became empty at some point.

That was the original position of the Liu family father and son.

"Fuck, who is this person?"

"You don't have the ability, but you have to take on such a big job!"

"Shameless!"

"I don't think he'll be able to survive in Zhongguancun in the future!"

"What will happen if we lose them? These crappy people and this crappy company, we can just lose them if we lose them!"

squeak--

Many people kicked away their chairs and left angrily.

Soon, the hall was empty.

Only a group of people were left that Liu's father brought from the port city.

I also want to jump up and down and curse.

……

……

In the middle of Dongzhimen Street, in front of a large courtyard.

There were quite a few people gathered around at this time.

In the front row are people from various departments and reporters, and in the back are the spectators.

Some people have been here for an hour or two and have lost count of how many cars have driven into the yard.

It seemed as if all the high-end imported cars in Beijing drove in at once.

I don’t know what’s going on inside.

The iron gate of the compound was closed at this moment, and several young and strong men from the security department were guarding behind the gate.

Everyone looked up at the iron gate from time to time.

There is an iron frame arched in there.

There are a few new red words welded on it:

【1+1 Charity Foundation】.

The concept of foundation is still relatively unfamiliar to the Chinese people today.

Can't quite figure out what it does.

"Comrade, can you let us in?" Someone in the front row said to the security staff through the iron gate with a shameless face.

With the government behind him, that wouldn't normally happen.

But he felt that this government office was very scary...

"What do you do?

"I asked you several times, but you didn't tell me."

People from various departments and reporters all smiled awkwardly.

It’s hard to say.

Am I here to ask for money?

Am I here to get exposure?

A young female reporter stepped forward and said confidently with the passion of the educated youth of the 1980s:

"Here, this is my press card.

“There’s something big going on in the hospital.

"As long as it is not private, then as journalists we have the responsibility and obligation to conduct interviews and let the people know about it."

Chief of Security: “Oh.

"Then you reporters please go in."

The reporters were stunned at first, then overjoyed, and cast grateful glances at the young female reporter.

After a security officer opened the small door, they swarmed in.

People from all departments hurried to catch up.

However, he was stopped by the security department.

"No... there's no threshold here."

"What threshold? I asked you what you do, but you didn't tell me. How can I let you in? She's right. What about you?"

Still...it’s hard to say.

Basically, there is no hope.

The attitude of foreign tycoons is clear.

Someone suddenly had an idea and asked, "What kind of people can come in here casually?"

With the government behind them and the seriousness of the matter, it is not difficult for them to get some identities.

"Caring people, come here to donate."

The head of the security department asked, "Why, you want to donate money?"

I came here to look for money, and you asked me to donate...

"Donate, how much?"

"It's all love."

"What if I donate one dollar?"

"Please come in." The head of the security department personally opened the small iron door.

Your mother...you should have told me earlier!

Swish swish!

Not only people from various departments, but also many onlookers behind them rushed into the yard.

It's worth spending one dollar to watch the fun.