Reborn in the red age

Chapter 162 Stanford Graduation

After the farce at noon ended, the restaurant was naturally closed for business. The beaten restaurant owner, who had a bruised nose and face, sat miserably on a stool and looked at the messy restaurant.

Ning Xiaoxue, who came out of the back kitchen, felt very relieved when she saw her boss's miserable appearance with a bruised nose and face. She stopped her boyfriend who was about to clean up, and cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Boss, do you think we should call the police?"

"Shut up!" The restaurant owner was about to open his mouth to curse, but because he moved too much, he pulled the wound at the corner of his mouth and carefully covered the injured area on his face.

He picked up the eggs that his wife had boiled and rolled them on his face. After he felt a little relieved, he pointed at the mess angrily and said, "What are you looking at? Why don't you go clean it up quickly?"

After the two of them had tidied up the room, the restaurant owner threw ten dollars to the two of them: "This is your hourly wage today. We are closed tonight. You can come back tomorrow."

"This is wrong. Our hourly wage is US$2.5 per hour. We have been working since ten o'clock. Our salary should be US$[-]." Ning Xiaoxue's boyfriend came forward to argue with the restaurant owner.

According to California law, the minimum hourly wage is US$4.15. This boss is really shady.

The restaurant owner glanced at the two of them and waved his hand impatiently: "It's only ten dollars. Do you want it?"

He was about to say something to the waiter, but Ning Xiaoxue stopped him. The two of them took ten dollars, went to the back kitchen to change clothes and left the restaurant.

Qingfeng Li, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, saw Ning Xiaoxue finally coming out of the restaurant. Qingfeng Li rolled down the car window and waved to the two of them: "Hey, it's been a long time, old classmate, let's get in the car and chat."

Seeing Qingfeng Li in the car, the two of them looked at each other, opened the door, and got into Qingfeng Li's Ford car with restraint.

The three of them got to know each other briefly, and then Li Qingfeng realized that Sun Kangmei, a big Han with a Northeastern accent, was not from the Northeast, but from Shanghai. In 71, he went to the Northeast to join the team and stayed there for a long time. I picked up the accent of the Northeast.

Sun Kangmei and Li Qingfeng were a group of international students, but they participated in the training camp in Shanghai. After the training, they also took a flight from Shanghai and transferred to the United States. Like Ning Xiaoxue, they were both at the University of California, Berkeley. Study in branch school.

The car was not the place to talk, so Qingfeng Li drove the car and found a cafe nearby.

After ordering coffee and waiting for the waiter to leave, Qingfeng Li took out the twenty dollars from lunch from his pocket with a smile and handed it to Sun Kangmei: "Brother, this is the twenty dollars from this morning. You can keep it."

"No, no, no, I can't accept it."

After another round of politeness, and with Qingfeng Li's repeated persuasion, Ning Xiaoxue and Sun Kangmei accepted the twenty dollars.

After the coffee he ordered came, Li Qingfeng asked curiously: "Why did you two choose to work? The monthly living allowance provided by the embassy is enough."

This is what Li Qingfeng has always been curious about. Both of them are government-sponsored international students. The country is very interested in government-sponsored international students. The monthly living expenses of four hundred US dollars are enough to save a little.

"Um, what, us?" Ning Xiaoxue hesitated, unwilling to say the specific reason.

Sun Kangmei saw that Ning Xiaoxue was really in trouble, so he told the real reason: "After we started school this year, we stopped contacting the embassy, ​​and the embassy will not provide us with living expenses."

After listening to Sun Kangmei's words, looking at Ning Xiaoxue who was blushing with guilt and not daring to look at him, Li Qingfeng nodded clearly. Now he knew why the two of them appeared in the Chinese restaurant to work illegally.

The ensuing atmosphere was a bit awkward, with the three of them drinking their own coffee and saying nothing.

After a long silence, Ning Xiaoxue broke the deadlock and asked tentatively: "Classmate Li Qingfeng, we will graduate next year. What about you? Do you plan to return to China or stay?"

He did not answer her question directly, but instead asked: "There are quite a lot of international students in your school. What do they think? Are many of them willing to stay?"

"Many, there are seven or eight people who have told us clearly that they want to stay, and we don't know how many have not."

"Including the two of you, there are about ten. The total number of domestic students at Berkeley is only [-]. It's okay. You two have a conscience. After you decided to stay, you didn't continue to take advantage of the country."

There was another silence, and Ning Xiaoxue did not explain the reason for staying, but asked the same question again: "What about you, I think you are doing well, and you can even drive a car. What do you mean? You want to Stay?"

"If I don't stay in the United States, I will go back after graduation." Qingfeng Li shook his head and expressed his thoughts.

We didn't talk about this matter again after that. The three of them chatted about their lives over the past year, and the atmosphere slowly recovered. When Qingfeng Li learned that one of them was studying electronic information engineering and the other was studying microelectronics, Qingfeng Li suddenly became interested and chatted with them in detail about their majors.

After hearing that their professors thought highly of them and that both of them planned to go to graduate school, Qingfeng Li became even more interested in them. To be valued by the professor and actively invite them to stay for graduate school is definitely what he will need in the future. Professional talents.

More than half of America's top experts in the semiconductor field are Chinese. In later generations, there was a statistic that there were about [-] Chinese semiconductor engineers in Silicon Valley, and most of the American chip manufacturing was done by Chinese.

Among the world's top chip experts, six of the top ten are Chinese experts. Most of them graduated from top domestic universities and then came to study in the United States. Finally, they dedicated their youth and sweat to the semiconductor field of the United States and promoted the development of the United States. Technological progress.

The international students who can be sent by the government are all the top people in domestic universities. For this group of people who are unwilling to go back, Qingfeng Li is thinking in his mind about how he can recruit a group of them. They can't all take advantage of the United States, right?

Li Qingfeng left contact information with Ning Xiaoxue and Sun Kangmei. After sending them back to school, Qingfeng drove back to the apartment, thinking about how to use this group of people on the way.

After thinking about it all afternoon, Qingfeng Li didn't come up with any good ideas. These people didn't want to return to China. He couldn't stay in the United States and set up a semiconductor company for them, right?
  If you can't think of the result, don't think about it for now. Turn on the computer and rewrite your own Windows system. Put this matter behind your mind for the time being. There are still several years before it can be used by them. Let's talk about it then.

This incident also served as a reminder to Qingfeng Li that he cannot avoid contacting Chinese international students, especially students in the semiconductor field. Getting to know them first will help him gain some traction when recruiting people in the future.

After the Windows system framework was almost completed and only perfected, Li Qingfeng called the embassy and asked for all the contact information of the international students in California. He called them every now and then for a month or two. I held a party at my own expense, and finally got to know these people, and communicated with them regularly.

Socializing with international students delayed Qingfeng Li's time to perfect his system. It was not until April of 81, two months before graduation, that Qingfeng Li completely perfected the system and watched the Window 4 system run smoothly on the Apple ll. , Qingfeng Li nodded with satisfaction.

My own 1.0 is equivalent to the 2.0-3.0 released by Microsoft, which is slightly better than JB-DOS, and the gap is not obvious.

But there is nothing we can do about it. This is the most complete system that can be run on current computers. If we continue to upgrade, we need to wait for hardware upgrades.

After putting away the system he had written with satisfaction, Qingfeng Li turned his attention again to the pile of PC parts he had placed aside.

With a deep sigh, Qingfeng Li finally decided to give up on assembling a PC by himself. This thing was different from later generations. He could just buy the parts and assemble them directly.

It is not easy to assemble a PC now. There is no unified standard and it is very difficult to assemble it. It is better to wait for the IBM5150 to come out and follow suit.

In the last two months that followed, with McCarthy's help, Qingfeng Li published an academic paper in a top computer journal, bringing his two years of Stanford life to an end.

"Li, your talent in software engineering is very good. I suggest you stay to study for my graduate degree, or directly work or start a business in Silicon Valley. There is no computer foundation in China. Your talent will be improved after returning to China." There is no room for display”

Before leaving school, Professor McCarthy called Qingfeng Li into his office and earnestly persuaded Qingfeng Li to stay in the United States.

Faced with McCarthy's kind persuasion, Li Qingfeng smiled and replied as before: "I'm sorry, Professor McCarthy, thank you for your kindness, but I am a government-sponsored international student, and I will return to my home country after completing my studies. "

McCarthy tried to persuade him again. Seeing Qingfeng Li's firm stance, he sighed deeply and gave up the idea of ​​persuading him again. He said goodbye to Qingfeng Li and hugged each other.

Wearing a bachelor's degree gown made of velvet, he took photos with his classmates from the past two years. After the graduation ceremony, Qingfeng Li officially ended his time on campus at Stanford.

Qingfeng Li drove his Ford car back to his off-campus apartment. As soon as he opened the door, a loud bang sounded in the room, and then fireworks were sprinkled all over Qingfeng Li's body.

Throwing the empty fireworks to the ground, Li Huiying rushed to Qingfeng Li: "Li, congratulations on completing your studies."

Dragging the little hybrid hanging on his body, Li Qingfeng said with a smile: "Thank you, why are you carrying out a surprise attack? I thought there was an assassin in the house, and I almost pulled out a gun just now."

"This is not a surprise attack, this is a surprise for you."

"Okay, get off me quickly. Have you registered the company I asked you to register?"

"Registered, I'll show you the license"

The little mixed-blood said and jumped off Qingfeng Li. He quickly took a business license from the briefcase on the table and showed it to Qingfeng Li.

(End of this chapter)