Reinventing the Millennium

From Shanghai to Luzhou, Liu Zonghong didn't know how his boss was feeling during this day. He only knew that he was out of his mind.

Fortunately, there was no danger!

He even wondered whether Director Luo had exaggerated the risks yesterday. However, after thinking about it, the doctor must have made all the possibilities clear, and he couldn't blame others for listing the possibilities.

Liu Zonghong was frightened and began to think about the impact of his boss's unexpected situation on his work. Gastric polyp surgery is a minor operation. It usually takes 3-7 days to recover after the operation. If it is more conservative, it will only take two weeks.

But this will still bring about changes in itinerary.

No matter how tough the boss is, he must take a week to recuperate.

Liu Zonghong considered the schedule. From his point of view, he wanted to catch his boss and go to the hospital to have the polyps removed in the afternoon. However, Luzhou today and Lin'an tomorrow were both scheduled. If he couldn't miss it, he would have to go back to Shanghai. Later in the day.

"Mr. Liu, is something wrong?"

Liu Zonghong, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was suddenly asked by Qiu Ciyun who was leaning over.

"Ah? Mr. Qiu, it's okay. Why are you asking me that?" Liu Zonghong replied subconsciously.

Qiu Ciyun stopped, looked at Secretary Fang, and said, "Are you sick? I see that you have been sweating."

Liu Zonghong is now very sensitive when he hears the word "illness". He doesn't pay much attention to whether he is sweating or not. He reluctantly smiles and says: "No, there is something going on at home, so we have a few words."

Qiu Ciyun nodded slightly and said comfortingly: "Everything goes well with your family, and you should be more relaxed when encountering anything."

Liu Zonghong calmed down and thanked Mr. Qiu for his attention.

Then, he saw Mr. Qiu walking forward quickly and walked to Mr. Fang's side, wondering what they were talking about.

Liu Zonghong took a deep breath slowly and returned his attention to his boss again, but saw that Mr. Fang was still chatting with Mr. Qiu, Dr. Gao and others as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Liu Zonghong calmed down and waited for the work at hand. But when he came to Luzhou today, there was actually nothing he needed to be responsible for. The people around his boss were always there.

Gao Qiquan did not come alone. He brought part of his team with him this time.

Today's Ice Core is already a well-known player in wafer foundry, but it is just getting started in the storage field. However, compared with the difficulties of Ice Core at that time, the framework of the storage business is much better.

Equipment, talents, patents, factories, etc. are all ready, and Gao Qiquan is like moving in with his bags.

Of course, everything is complete, and it still takes effort to move forward.

From the meeting in the morning to the meeting at noon, to the discussion with the leaders in the afternoon, and then to the dinner, there were far fewer people eating together.

That is, in the evening, Fang Zhuo announced in front of all senior executives that the Lin'an factory would be spun off and operated independently, and Dr. Gao Qiquangao would become the co-CEO and executive director.

Ice Core has internal expectations for this matter, and the Lin'an factory, including the later Xi'an factory, is a brother unit.

Gao Qiquan has a gentle personality. When he heard Mr. Fang ask him to say a few words, he stood up and laughed twice before he continued.

"I was quite worried before I came here. Firstly, my reputation after thirty years in the industry is indeed somewhat false. Secondly, these false reputations are indeed somewhat false."

Gao Qiquan paused. Mr. Fang next to him must know that he was telling the truth.

He continued: "Third, I'm not familiar enough with the mainland either."

"But Mr. Fang told me on the phone that it doesn't matter if I'm not familiar with the Mainland. I just need to be familiar with Professor Hu Zhengming, Dr. Liang Mengsong, and Dr. Qiu Ciyun. He also told me that the work in the Mainland is relatively simple, just to help my colleagues. Some work that pays attention to fire safety is like BOE's."

There was good-natured laughter in the banquet hall.

Ice core executives all know that BOE, which is next door, has received a banner from its boss - "Advanced Group Enthusiastic about Firefighting and Public Welfare". That is to say, after BOE started to improve, Samsung's factory fire problems were suddenly cured.

Gao Qiquan waited until everyone's laughter subsided and continued: "I understand what Mr. Fang means. Looking at the entire global market, someone must play the role of balancing Samsung and others. This situation is beneficial to everyone."

He only mentioned Samsung because the Japanese manufacturers are obviously not good anymore. Recently, there have been rumors in the industry that Japan's Elpida may file for bankruptcy. In the future, the market will only be Korean and American. And judging from the development momentum, the future will definitely be Korean. Make the system bigger.

"When I come to the mainland this time, I can only say that I will do my best to make ice core a role in balancing the global market."

Gao Qiquan sat down and received applause from everyone.

He did not exaggerate. There are no outsiders here. Everyone here is an industry insider. Everyone is very aware of the difficulty of development in this field. A role that can achieve balance is quite amazing.

Drinking wine and drinking wine alternately, pushing cups and changing cups.

Halfway through the dinner, Liu Zonghong felt the lively atmosphere and suddenly slapped his thigh. He was very annoyed. Why did he let the old devil drink! The work was not done properly!

He wanted to give himself a slap in the face. He was confused all day long, but in the end he didn't think of it.

No, I drank it at noon too!

Liu Zonghong felt bitter both in his heart and on his face. This wasn't a failure, it was a mistake at work...

The dinner is over.

Liu Zonghong followed his boss and Mr. Qiu, Dr. Gao, and Mr. Luo Jianhua for a walk in the ice core factory area, and heard them talking about the market, industrial chain, ecological environment, divestiture development and other topics.

The conversation lasted until eleven o'clock at night, and the two CEOs and co-CEOs, Dr. Gao and Mr. Luo, went back together. They were in a high mood, and it was a time when their lives and careers had reached a new chapter.

Fang Zhuo and Qiu Ciyun were still walking in the factory area. This time they were talking about Ice Core's risky trial production of 32nm this year, its 28nm technical plan, and the news from Taiwanese reporters.

Unknowingly, the two of them walked to the gate of the factory.

Qiu Ciyun stood at No. 1 Yuhu Road and looked forward. He saw rows of street lights extending continuously. He said with emotion: "I called Dr. Jiang a while ago to ask about his physical condition. I'm afraid he is not optimistic."

Fang Zhuo nodded slightly and didn't say much. In fact, everyone knew more or less about Dr. Jiang's physical condition, but it had deteriorated recently.

"I still remember when I was in Shencheng, with Mr. Zhang and Dr. Jiang. Looking back now, it has been so long." Qiu Ciyun stretched out his hand to press the door, sighing, "Oh, time flies so fast."

Fang Zhuo took two steps and stood next to the Ice Core label. He turned back to look at Mr. Qiu: "Time went too fast, but at least some results were achieved."

Qiu Ciyun nodded happily and said with a smile: "Yes, we have achieved results at least, but the future development and situation may be more unpredictable. Mr. Fang, Bingxin will still rely on young people in the future, so you have to take care of your health."

Fang Zhuo nodded and said: "Young people have to grow up, and our talent system still needs time. I'm afraid you and Dr. Liang will be the mainstay for a few more years."

Qiu Ciyun smiled slightly: "This is so happy."

"Xiao Liu, you send Mr. Qiu back to rest." Fang Zhuo first ordered Liu Zonghong, and then said to Qiu Ciyun, "If you want to be a pillar, you have to pay attention to rest. It's too late. We have to go to Lin'an tomorrow. Let's talk again in Lin'an tomorrow. "

Qiu Ciyun nodded, but did not leave.

Fang Zhuo cast a questioning look. Seeing that Mr. Qiu didn't speak, he took a breath and turned to look at the huge company name next to him - Bingxin International Integrated Circuit Manufacturing Co., Ltd.

The street lights were bright, and these words were illuminated particularly clearly.

Fang Zhuo reached out and touched the words. Unavoidable emotions and feelings surged up in his heart. He shook his head slightly and sighed: "In ten years, this is the only one."

Liu Zonghong was shocked. The boss is still a human being after all.

"Then let's see what challenges there are in the next ten years." Qiu Ciyun took the words and raised his chin, "Although Qiu is old, he is still good at food!"

Fang Zhuo laughed loudly and waved to Liu Zonghong, signaling him to send Mr. Qiu, who was able to eat, to rest.

Liu Zonghong only took a few steps before he was driven back.

When he saw his boss sitting on the steps by the roadside, he felt sour. He went up and sat next to him and complained: "Mr. Fang, you feel uncomfortable in your stomach, why are you still drinking today!"

"Then you didn't stop me." Fang Zhuo said matter-of-factly.

Liu Zonghong: "..."

Fang Zhuo glanced at the self-blaming secretary and smiled: "Mr. Qiu helped me replace the wine with water. I thought you said something to him."

Liu Zonghong was shocked: "Ah?"

He scratched his head, why, how could Mr. Qiu be so...

"I told Dr. Jiang last time that people who eat whole grains will inevitably have some minor problems, and this time they are really minor problems." Fang Zhuo shook his head, "Don't be nervous, this is already good news."

Liu Zonghong nodded silently. Compared to his fear, this was indeed good news.

He said: "We have to check it carefully again after we return to Shanghai."

"I believe in Director Luo's judgment. I think now that he should have made a clear judgment yesterday." Fang Zhuo supported his chin with his hand, "But he has to say it even if it is risky. Isn't it just a matter of fear? .”

Liu Zonghong whispered: "We need to check it after we go back. Even if it is a polyp, Director Luo said that it needs to be cut out. It will take at least a week and the work schedule will need to be adjusted."

Fang Zhuo said "hmm" and did not object. Instead, he said, "Leave it for half a month. My family and Mr. Su will definitely be worried when they find out. We need to leave time for them to chat."

Liu Zonghong sighed sadly, this boss, this boss...

"I actually didn't sleep well yesterday." Fang Zhuo said calmly, "One moment I was thinking about this, another moment I was thinking about that, and the next moment I wanted to do everything, but then I found that it was impossible to do everything. We We still have to follow objective laws, work is like this, and so is the body. Do things when you have things to do, and treat illnesses when you are sick.”

Liu Zonghong smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Fang, I see that you are not at all disappointed in welcoming Dr. Gao today..."

"Why are you so frustrated? If someone comes to my place with determination, and I go to shake hands with a sad face, what will he think, and what will the Bingxin people think?" Fang Zhuo said disapprovingly, "Besides, it is definitely a minor surgery. Sometimes I feel... It’s still going to take another week.”

Liu Zonghong still felt that it was outrageous. Mr. Fang said that he didn't sleep well yesterday, but he was in a good state of mind today.

He wanted to smoke, but he had been ordered to quit smoking and had no cigarette with him.

Liu Zonghong didn't say anything, just sat on the steps and stayed with Mr. Fang in the loneliness late at night.

He suddenly felt that it would be good to drink some wine in this situation. A poem from the Dunhuang version flashed in his mind for no reason. All the saints in ancient times died, and only the drinker left his name.

Liu Zonghong wanted to know what his boss was thinking as he sat quietly under the street lamp.

Just as he was about to turn his head, he heard Mr. Fang suddenly speak.

"Liu Zonghong." Fang Zhuo used his full name, "The company is very big now, and there are actually many places to employ people. This time, I was actually frightened by Director Luo yesterday, and I was thinking in my mind that the talent mechanism is still very important. , we still need to cultivate talents well.”

"Dr. Jiang is worried about SMIC. He can find Wang Ningguo, he can find Zhang Wenyi, and he can also ask me to keep an eye on him. It's really difficult for Bingxin to find someone."

"Although it was a temporary thought, I now feel that the talent system needs to continue to make great efforts."

Fang Zhuo turned to look at his secretary and said gently: "We brothers are sitting here now. When I look at you, I feel that you, after practicing for these years, still have to show off your talents, no matter what. Whether it’s Yike or Yigou, whether it’s domestic or foreign markets, you can try any department you’re interested in.”

Late at night, a heart-to-heart message from my boss.

Liu Zonghong met Mr. Fang's gaze, but his back was numb, and he felt like he was being targeted by a tiger.

It sounds like the boss considers him a buddy, but don’t really think he is a buddy!

Regarding the job of secretary...

Liu Zonghong's worries, fears and confusion from yesterday to today all disappeared, and he became particularly clear-headed in an instant. He knew too much about the job of secretary.

At this point, if we don't have this clear understanding, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome later.

Liu Zonghong faced Tiger's gaze and expressed his attitude: "Mr. Fang, I don't want to go anywhere. I actually don't have any ambitions. I just do the work around you. If I can keep my wife and children warm, I will be very satisfied." "

"Over the years, I have been able to see the success of Yike and Bingxin, and I have been very happy."

"Mr. Fang, you don't know, my parents want to talk about my work from beginning to end whenever they mention it to their relatives."

Liu Zonghong talked a bit about the changes since he entered Yike, including his wife and children, parents and relatives, and his own mood state...

Fang Zhuo listened silently, pondered for a moment, and said regretfully: "Life is only these years, if you try more in other fields, you will have a different feeling."

Liu Zonghong said resolutely: "Mr. Fang, I am very satisfied if I can complete the work at hand."

Fang Zhuo nodded slightly and didn't persuade him further.

Liu Zonghong sat under the street lamp and quietly loosened his collar after a few seconds. Why was the April night so hot?

After a while, Fang Zhuo talked about considering some fine-tuning of Yike's high-level structure. However, it was more about thinking about his own ideas than talking about it.

Liu Zonghong listened quietly to his boss's thoughts. At this time, he completely lost the abnormal emotions caused by his minor illness. He was the one talking about the company's structure. He was the one who lamented that it took ten years, that tiger that can eat people. It’s him too!

He treats his boss as a patient, but mentally he is still the same monster!

On April 18, Ice Core executives drove from Luzhou to Lin'an. Fang Zhuo, along with newcomer Gao Qiquan and others, inspected the debugging of the production line here.

The storage business that is about to operate independently will face great competitive pressure.

Many major manufacturers have closed down in this field in the past two years. Not to mention Qimonda, which was reincarnated in the dirt, Japan's Elpida is still at the end of its life after several struggles, and the same situation is true for Baodao.

Compared with Luzhou, the leadership team here in Lin'an is more luxurious, and there are also leaders who came from the capital to express their welcome. The divestment of Bingxin's storage business has been reported and approved.

Even though Fang Zhuo has always been able to get the enthusiasm of his leaders, he still felt that he was too enthusiastic this time in Lin'an.

The effect of ice cores on Luzhou's industry and economy is astonishing. Although the storage is separated this time, the future prospects are also promising given the success of ice cores.

Fang Zhuo originally planned to finish the business in Lin'an today and return to Shanghai in the evening, but because of the leadership's insistence, he stayed one more night, mainly talking about the planning of the storage plant.

Although it is divested here, there is obviously still a close connection between the parent company's shareholding and subsequent technical cooperation.

It was not until the afternoon of the 19th that Fang Zhuo returned to Shanghai and Yike headquarters.

At 4:30 in the evening, Liu Zonghong had just handed Dalio's "How the Economic Machine Works" to his boss when he heard a beep, the office door was unlocked by fingerprints, and then was pushed open with a violent "clang" .

He saw Su Wei, the president of Tesco, barging in aggressively.

broken!

Liu Zonghong realized that his boss must have passed on the true situation, but he was still in the office...

He quietly wanted to leave but was detained.

"Xiao Liu, make tea for Mr. Su quickly." Fang Zhuo said calmly.

Liu Zonghong stopped stiffly and turned to the role of an "outsider" in the office.

Su Wei didn't stop until she reached the desk and glared at the man in front of her: "What do you want to do?!"

"I, I think..." Fang Zhuo paused unconsciously, "I want to share good news with you. It's a small problem that is easy to deal with."

Su Wei unexpectedly did not say another sentence, but just stared at Fang Zhuo, her eyes filled with anger and worry, and soon became a little misty.

"Oh, you have read the report from the hospital, and there is no big problem. I just dealt with the matter in Luzhou first and then turned to this." Fang Zhuo stood up and took Weiwei's arm with his hand. .

Su Wei shook it off and still stared at the man in front of her.

Fang Zhuo paced out from behind his desk: "Of course, I was worried before the results came out yesterday, but after they came out, I found that it was not without its benefits."

Su Wei finally sneered: "What's the benefit?"

"I was thinking about it on the plane yesterday morning, what appeal does this polyp have, and what appeal do I have," Fang Zhuo joked.

Su Wei mocked: "The leader has seen too much, right?"

"That's what I mean." Fang Zhuo stopped joking and said seriously, "I thought about it again and again, just thinking about the past few days. It was just you and me in ten years."

When Su Wei suddenly heard such a sentence, she wanted to snort but didn't. She just said: "You think I believe you when you say such a thing?"

Fang Zhuo reached out to hold Weiwei's hand again.

Su Wei softly "hummed" and did not refuse this time.

Fang Zhuo winked at the outsider.

The stunned Liu Zonghong beside him came to his senses, quickly put down the teacup in his hand, and hurriedly left the office.

However, at the moment he closed the door, he couldn't help but sigh, Mr. Fang, okay, okay, these ten years... it's you too.