Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Returning to Chen Shangli's home in Hong Kong, Chen Shangren went directly into his brother's study and called his father in Malaysia.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, Mr. Chen, who had just finished walking in the yard, came back to answer the phone. After hearing his son's narration, Mr. Chen directly asked his son questions without thinking.

"Do you think we should provide so much money to Mr. Su?" Mr. Chen asked his son.

Chen Shangren was a little strange, because hadn't this matter been discussed when he came here? Why did his father bring it up and ask? Test yourself?

"I think we should borrow, but we can't borrow so much. One hundred million is enough." Chen Shangren still insisted on his opinion.

After hearing this, Mr. Chen said: "If you give someone a gift that is picky and swishy, ​​just don't give it at all, because the more you pick and swish, the less they will accept your favor. Not only will they not accept your favor, but you will offend them. Make people look down on you from the bottom of their hearts.

You have to understand, since we here have put on airs and want to sing a high tone, why are we afraid of raising the tone?

He dares to borrow this money, why shouldn't we?

Are you really the top real estate developer in Hong Kong before and now? I'm telling you, it's early. Do you see how important the location of the port city is to the north? "

"But the north is so poor now," Chen Shouren said.

Mr. Chen said: "How much money did our family have when we came out? Your great-grandfather didn't have a lot of money in his body at that time. Doesn't he still have such a family fortune now?"

Since we can do it, why do you think it can’t be done in the north? "

Mr. Chen is not disappointed with his son. He knows that every inch has its strengths and weaknesses. Everyone praises his son, but he is too conservative. Sometimes he is even more conservative than himself.

This cannot be said to be a bad thing, but it cannot be said to be a good thing. Such a cautious temper will not bring any huge fluctuations to the company, but it will also be difficult to bring the company to a new peak from its current scale.

In short, my sons are all conservative and lack the courage to move forward.

"What do you mean?" Chen Shangren asked.

Mr. Chen laughed and said: "Didn't he say that his EA is worth 50 million? Then talk to him, and 50 million will cost him 15% of his shares. You all said that this person is lucky and can win every time If it gets stuck, then let’s gamble with him to get lucky, isn’t it 50 million?”

Chen Shangren wanted to persuade his father, but after thinking about it for a moment, he nodded and replied: "I understand, but give me a bottom line. How many shares can we get at most for how much money we pay?"

Mr. Chen thought for a moment and told his eldest son his expected trump card.

After receiving instructions from the old man, Chen Shangren made an appointment with Gu Siwei for dinner the next morning.

At this time, how could Gu Siwei have time to have dinner with Chen Shangren? He was very busy here. EA over there was preparing to manufacture more game consoles to put on the market, and there was a temporary problem with Fairchild over there. With so many products supplied to EA, the original agreement between the two companies was delayed by Fairchild.

When he got angry like this, Xiantong lost his temper. You said it wasn't because he was exhausted.

If you want to go to the United States as soon as possible, then Zhao Sanle's A goods must be prepared as soon as possible.

With all this busy work, how could Gu Siwei be in the mood to have dinner with Chen Shangren? As for EA shares or not, Gu Siwei would still be celebrating the New Year if the old Chen family gave him the money, but he would still be celebrating the New Year if they didn't.

After hurriedly boarding the plane and arriving in San Francisco, Gu Siwei plunged into EA.

The atmosphere in EA is very good now. The first product became an instant hit, making everyone's faces light up. As soon as Gu Siwei came over, he announced bonuses to everyone on the spot, so morale was rising.

A temporary partition and a long round table became the company's conference room.

Everyone casually pulled up chairs and sat around the table. There was no primary or secondary position here. Everyone gathered in a circle, giving it a very IT-industry atmosphere.

Naturally attending the meeting were EA’s ‘Big Three’ Joe Hawkins, Ron Hayek and Gil Amelio.

Gu Siwei first listened to Jill talk about the current situation of the company, mainly the problem of Xiantong's falling chain.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei didn't have any good ideas. Many things were produced by Fairchild, but now Fairchild doesn't provide them. It's not that they don't provide them, but EA is too eager to get the goods, and Fairchild has no way to provide them. If you want the goods, you have to wait at least one and a half to two months.

How could EA wait this long? After a month and a half, competitors' machines will be available.

Boom!

There was a knock at the door of the conference room.

Everyone turned around and saw a little girl holding something like a document bag in her hand: "BOSS, Atari filed a lawsuit against us, accusing us of infringing their pong patent...".

Gu Siwei didn't find it strange after hearing this. The pinball game is indeed somewhat similar to Atari's PONG. Of course, if you say it's plagiarism, it's definitely not true. If Atari's PONG is compared to basketball, then EA's pinball The bead game is volleyball. The only thing they have in common is that they are both balls.

You can't say they are both balls, they are the same sport.

Gu Siwei also understands that there is no way for Atari to sue EA. It cannot do nothing and let EA just grab its business so comfortably. It will definitely take measures to curb this momentum. Of course it can It's best to kill EA.

In the world where Gu Siwei was originally, Atari was living a turbulent and nutritious life at the moment. An EA suddenly appeared in this life, and it was so fierce that it killed Atari in one move. If you have a concussion, how can you not get angry?

Are you afraid of lawsuits when doing business in the United States?

Besides, it’s not like Lao Gu doesn’t have money. He has more money than the bosses at Atari plus one dollar multiplied by one hundred, so he’s afraid of a lawsuit.

"Hire a good lawyer, be good, and play with them." Gu Siwei said his decision directly.

Litigation is a trivial matter, but it is a big deal that the game consoles we are facing now cannot be mass-produced.

"Have you asked other companies?" Gu Siwei asked.

After saying that, Gu Siwei waited for someone else to answer, and then asked again: "Has Intel asked?"

Gu Siwei didn't know much about chips, and he didn't know many companies.

Intel has already appeared at this time. Not only has it appeared, but it is still alive and well. In 2071, it launched the general-purpose chip 4004, and last year it launched the 8-bit 8008. It can be said to be a new star in the field of chip manufacturing.

"It's impossible for them." Gill poured cold water on Gu Siwei directly.

Intel has now taken off, and almost all major chip companies in the United States are taking orders from the military. At this time, there is really no production capacity for EA.

"What about AMD?"

Gu Siwei named the last company he knew that could produce chips.

Gil shook his head again: "None of the companies including Texas Instruments, Signitik, Mostek, etc. have the production capacity to give me the chips."

Gu Siwei was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: Deyi seems to have an impression. This guy has a great reputation. Everyone who works on machines knows this company, but what the hell are the last two?

At this time, Joe Hawkins gave Gu Siwei a harsh words.

"If that doesn't work, the company can produce its own chips."

Good guy, this sentence almost frightened Gu Siwei from his chair and sat down on the ground. He looked at Joe Hawkins, wondering if this guy had collected black money from anyone and wanted to directly destroy our old Gu.

In Lao Gu's mind, those companies that play with chips are all companies with fat waists and strong bodies. If you pull out a hair at random, it will be thicker than Gu Siwei's waist.

Before Gu Siwei could digest Qiao's words, Gil Amelio also spoke up.

"This is a good idea, but the initial investment may be larger, almost US$5 million, or even US$7 million," Gill said.

Gu Siwei didn't notice the expressions of the other three people on the table at this time. He was shocked by EA's idea of ​​making a chip. At this moment, there were thousands of grass mud horses in his mind, spraying green saliva and shouting uncivilized words.

"Five million dollars, five million dollars...what do you think...huh?"

Gu Siwei was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "You said it would cost us US$5 million to build our own chip factory?"

Gill said: "It may not be enough. It will end up being almost $7 million, maybe more."

When he heard about seven million US dollars, Gu Siwei immediately perked up and thought to himself: If you had talked about building a chip factory for seven million US dollars, I wouldn't be sleepy!

“Can it be built for seven million dollars?”

Gu Siwei still didn't believe it. He always felt that the three foreign devils in front of him were dazzling him.

In fact, it was Gu Siwei's later thinking that restricted him a bit. He didn't know that many American chip companies are now located in garages. When Micron was founded in 1978, there were only three people. The company's address was in the basement of a dental clinic. In 1981, When the factory was built, it was located in an abandoned supermarket, and the purification workshop was converted into a cold storage. The equipment was purchased second-hand, and the entire construction cost US$7 million.

It's only 1973, and Gill has already stepped up to the plate. Of course, the production line cannot be compared with companies like Fairchild, but it is definitely enough for EA's needs.

Now there is only one sentence left in Gu Siwei's mind: Can I use seven million dollars to make chips?

This guy, Gu Siwei's little heart was beating loudly, like a drum.

Chip manufacturing, for future generations, if you see people saying that our family makes chips, they may not have the face to tell you that they are richer than you.

Oh, forget, this is not a matter of money, this is currency!

How should I put it, Lao Gu couldn't hold himself back any longer.

Even if you just throw money at it, as a person who has come back from decades ago, as long as you have this money in your pocket, who can resist such a temptation?

As for punching IBM, kicking Intel, or sitting on AMD, Gu Siwei didn't even dare to think about it. He is not in this business. For chips and other things, he only knows binary and octal. What do you want him to say? He doesn't know much about how memory develops and how CPU advances step by step.

While Gu Siwei was thinking about it, Jill and the other three were looking at their boss intently, and they were all excited now. The three of them discussed it and felt that it would be best for EA to have its own chip company, which would not be large enough for EA's own use.

There is a door!

Now the three of them looked at their boss, and after taking a look at each other, they all felt that this was a serious matter, and the wealthy boss might not be able to really pay for it.