Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0468 Riding a White Horse Among Ten Thousand People
Monday, June 18th.
It was an ordinary day in 1984. Merchants had not yet racked their brains to calculate the meager income in consumers' pockets, and there was no big data. Nan Yi's behavior of buying a "safety umbrella" at the convenience store next to the hotel yesterday was not recorded.
At eight o'clock, just as work began, there was a knock on Nan Yi's door and someone brought him a document.
The information was not very thick. As soon as he got it, Nan Yi held a pen and started to flip through it, making circles and crosses on it from time to time.
What Nan Yi has in his hand is the resume information of semiconductor talents collected by Hawkeye. It is not confidential information. It is collected from public channels and can be obtained by anyone who is willing to work hard and spend money.
He didn't have time to watch it before, so he took a look when he returned to Xiangkeng this time.
Flipping through the pages, Nan Yi had heard of some names before and some not. He read the ones he had heard of quickly, but read the resumes of the ones he had not heard of carefully.
Those who can leave a deep mark in the history of science and technology basically have real talent and knowledge, but it does not mean that there is no gold among those who are not well-known. In addition to real talent and knowledge, luck is also very important in scientific and technological achievements.
The information at the beginning was all in pure English. When I saw the information mixed with Traditional Chinese and English at the end, Nan Yi saw several familiar names - Zhang Zhongmou, Su Yufeng, Li Sizhen, etc., a long list of people who were from Taiwan.
"No Treasure Island, no Semi-Guide." Nan Yi couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Su Fengfeng in the information was just a 15-year-old girl, but had already won the Westinghouse Science Award.
It is no wonder that in later generations, mainland semiconductor companies were filled with experts . There are indeed a lot of semiconductor talents in Taiwan, and they have been passed down from generation to generation without any interruption.
Nan Yi continued to circle and cross, and spent two hours reading the information. Most of them were crossed out, and there were very few circles. Those who drew crosses represented that they could get angel investment if they started a business in the future, and those who drew circles represented that they could try to recruit.
Nan Yi has decided to enter the semiconductor field and directly invest in building its own semiconductor company. It has established four companies in one go - Amsterdam Windmill Company, Lijiaopo Merlion Company, Beijing Huayi Company, and San Francisco Elk Company.
Nan Yi wants Nan’s semiconductor companies to participate in the project of promoting the development of lithography machines at this time, become a member of the lithography machine family, share resources with each other, and keep abreast of the latest technologies in the field of lithography machines.
And, always be prepared to start a new business.
He also wanted to see whether Nan's could realize the chipization of the brain and the biomimeticization of chips before he died.
In the future, intellectual property may become one of Nan's core industries.
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What discount? Are you taking me for a fool? The price was even cheaper last month. Humph, raising the price first and then giving a discount, what a good trick.
Damn, how does the Amnesia Department work? How come this sucker still remembers the price from last month? Malfeasance, malfeasance, I'm going to complain to my superiors.
Punishment, must punish, the memory erasure department is not allowed to apply lubricating oil this month.
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After Nan Yi finished reading the information, he put it away and walked to Nan Ruoyin who was occupying the desk. "Dad is going out, are you going out?"
Nan Ruoyin also closed the information on the desk and said, "I'm going to go to Jiudu Mountain to check out those plots of land. Dad, do you want to have lunch together?"
"No, I have an appointment, you can handle it yourself."
"Well, then I'll have a picnic at Jiudu Mountain." Nan Ruoyin nodded, put on her bag, and followed Nan Yi out.
In the parking lot, three cars go left and five cars go right.
Not long after the car drove out, I heard a shout: "Find a safe place to stop."
Squeak, and in two seconds, the car stopped on the side of the road.
Nan Yi pressed the electric control button, and the five-centimeter-thick bulletproof glass immediately dropped down. He moved to the window, breathing in big gulps of fresh air. While opening the car door, Nan Yi got out of the car and stood on the side of the road.
The school beauty soon got out of the car, stood in front of Nan Yi, and explained with a blushing face: "Nansheng, I've been taking medicine these two days."
"Farts are the foul air of human beings, so why not let them go? It's okay, it's just that your women's farts stink more than men's. Give me a heads up next time so that I can be mentally prepared."
As Nan Yi spoke, he rubbed his eyes that were irritated by the ammonia, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe them.
When he put the handkerchief back into his pocket, he glanced down unconsciously. At this glance, he saw a blue 10-dollar Hong Kong dollar wrapped in a ball of paper on the ground, with a red string wrapped around it.
When Nan Yi saw this Hong Kong dollar, he felt sick all over.
He didn't need to pick it up, he roughly guessed what words were written inside the paper wrapped around the Hong Kong dollars. It was nothing more than that if he picked it up, he had to copy ten or more pieces, wrap them in Hong Kong dollars and throw them out on the street. Otherwise, what would happen would happen.
In his previous life, Nan Yi picked up this thing a lot. It’s not that he was unlucky and saw it often, but he went there specifically to look for it.
He picked this up by accident once and was worried for several days. He found that it was wrapped with two dimes. Two dimes, where did a little kid get ten two dimes to do it?
He could only keep the paper roll with him for several days... Finally, he couldn't help it and used the two cents to buy "figs". Hmm, they were really delicious.
Figs are delicious. Nan Yi, who was greedy but had no pocket money, suddenly had an idea. He went to the road to look for figs whenever he had time. It turned out that he often got some. He took the money he picked up to the agency store in the elementary school and exchanged it for all kinds of delicious food.
That was a happy time. We had snacks to eat every day, and we could eat them in different ways, such as figs, a piece of melon seeds, and a few pieces of chicken shit candy.
Unfortunately, the good days didn’t last long. After picking up the trash for about a week, Nan Yi couldn’t find any more.
So, he took out the last two dimes in his pocket, took out a pen and paper, and wrote on the paper: "Whoever finds this, copy it a hundred times, wrap it with two dimes, and scatter it on the tractor road for someone to pick up. If anyone disobeys, you will die of stomach rot after 49 days."
After writing, Nan Yi threw the paper roll at the school gate, then hid in the dark and observed, hoping that the money would make more money.
It's just a pity that Nan Yi had bad luck, or rather very good luck, because the person who picked up the paper was braver than Nan Yi. He picked it up, opened it, took a look at the words on the paper, then took out the money and rushed straight to the agency store.
In this way, Nan Yi died before he could achieve his goal, which also prevented him from going down the path of crime.
After finishing his recollections, Nan Yi bent down and picked up the paper roll. Without even looking at what was written on the paper, he took out his pen, looked around, and saw two children selling flags not far away.
"Little boy, how much is the flag?" Nan Yi walked over and asked.
"Uncle, two dollars."
"oh."
Nan Yi stuffed ten Hong Kong dollars into the donation box and then squatted down.
The kid selling flags took out a piece of sticky paper, peeled off a "flag" from it and stuck it on Nan Yi's clothes, five in total.
The child who had put the flag on said to Nan Yi: "Thank you, uncle."
"You're welcome. Who are you fundraising for?"
"Po Leung Kuk."
"Oh, be careful when crossing the road."
Nan Yi stood there and watched the two children walk away.
After standing outside for a while and listening to two symphonies, Nan Yi returned to the car and told it to keep driving.
After a while, they arrived at the newly renovated Harbour City. After getting off the car, Nan Yi walked towards a woman standing at the gate.
"I have in my hand the secret decree left to me by my ancestor Qin Shi Huang. As long as you give me 3,000 yuan, I can open the treasure house he left for me. When I succeed in restoring my country in the future, I will appoint you as prime minister." Walking to the woman's side, Nan Yi said in a hippie tone.
