Simulation: Great Power Technology

Ye Zhou didn't know how many promises the government had given to these domestic chip industry giants, but after a whole day of negotiation, his throat was hoarse.

The country belongs to the country, and the business belongs to the business. Although people have already made a decision to purchase Yinglong eda, when it comes to bargaining, it is really not soft.

The starting price is 10% off, and free maintenance is also required.

Although it has basically become a business practice to offer a discount in the communication industry, the problem is that MicroFusion is an independent software company!

Just because it has Huaji's mark on it, it can't be asked to make the same bid as Huaji, right?

The entire MicroFusion sales and technical teams were all urgently recalled to the company and assigned to several groups of companies who came to the door to negotiate their intentions. The preliminary contract framework was basically completed until 6:00 p.m.

The procurement representatives of these companies all rejected the invitation from MicroFusion. Ye Zhou could feel that they were under heavy pressure, but they didn't say what it was, and they couldn't ask.

However, just speculate, Ye Zhou can also imagine what they are going to do.

Once the news of purchasing Yinglong eda spreads, these companies will immediately face the restriction of the rejection list, they must do their best to ensure business continuity, and at the same time cooperate with the official to establish a new chip manufacturing production line.

Whether it is core components such as lithography machines and wafer grinders, or other peripheral equipment such as packaging workshops and assembly lines, they must be produced and assembled from scratch.

And the official must have given them time-limited tasks, as long as they are insiders, they must be assigned to heavy work.

After packing up the scattered materials on the table, several senior leaders of MicroFusion gathered around Ye Zhou.

"Mr. Ye, congratulations! Victory!"

"No, it's not my credit..."

Ye Zhou said modestly.

"It's not your credit? It's all my own, so what are you humble in front of us! You made things, no matter why you can sell them now, it must have something to do with you..."

"I'm going, you can't talk nonsense!"

Ye Zhou quickly denied it.

"I guess it's an official move to sell it. It's nothing more than a subsidy policy. How can I have the ability to influence these things..."

"Yes, yes, harm, that's what I meant. Let's not talk about that, Mr. Ye, go out for dinner tonight and celebrate?"

Ye Zhou thought for a moment, and finally chose to refuse.

"Forget it today, the intention has just been set, and everyone will be very busy after that. Go back in the evening and have a good rest."

In fact, the real reason is that he wants to hurry up and go back to the simulation of "Dragon Heart".

Now that the government has begun to promote the application of chip manufacturing technology, he no longer needs to interfere too much in this area. What he should do is to make full use of his golden fingers and continuously export technology.

Saying goodbye to the micro-fusion crowd, Ye Zhou stepped on the last sunset and returned to the downstairs of his house. He is now a rich man worth more than 2 billion after adding shares, but his dinner is still just a simple bowl of pig's feet rice.

The only difference between life and before is that this pork trotter rice has two pork trotters added to it.

Halfway through the meal, Ye Zhou picked up a phone call from Ye Lan.

"Hey, brother! Are you busy?"

"...I'm busy with your head, I'm eating, I have something to say."

Ye Lan on the other end of the phone had a light tone, hehe laughed twice and said:

"It's nothing, I just tell you, the money is not spent, do you want to transfer it back to you?"

"How much is left?"

Ye Zhou transferred more than 8.6 million yuan to her. The plan was to use it to buy the database for her, but it also left some leeway, probably tens of thousands more.

"There are more than one million left."

"What? The database is discounted? Ugly capitalists have found their conscience?"

"no no."

Ye Lan quickly explained:

"Didn't I buy some stocks before and make some money..."

"...I heard that the market is not very good these days, you haven't been cut leeks?"

"I ran away. Wait a minute, don't go too far. Do you still want this money? If you don't want it, I'll use it for other things."

"What are you doing?"

Ye Zhou put down his chopsticks vigilantly.

He still knew about his younger sister. Unlike some other girls, Ye Lan had no interest in luxury goods, but she was never soft-hearted when it came to doing strange things.

I remember when I was in high school, the first time my parents gave the Chinese New Year red envelopes to the two of them, Ye Zhou didn't move at all. He originally planned to save up and take the driver's license test the next year, but Ye Lan, who had just entered high school, was stunned. I wanted to learn from others to do business, and went to the class to sell insurance for failing subjects. As a result, the risk control was not in place, and 9 out of 10 students who applied for insurance failed.

Now that she has such a large sum of money in her hand, she is not allowed to have any strange ideas.

"Oh, what can I do... Don't worry, this time I promise not to fool around, I still have to work on my thesis. I just thought, if the money is at my own disposal, I can set A small fund is going to do real operations to test the theory of my research."

"Is this fund enough?"

Ye Zhou frowned.

Ye Lan's current research topic is the financial conflict between the two countries. The amount of funds is often hundreds of billions. It is a bit too unrealistic to use one million to simulate this kind of conflict.

"Enough, let's do real foreign exchange directly. The leverage of foreign exchange is high, and it should not be a problem to choose a small category of currency, such as Sudanese pound or the like."

Hearing this, Ye Zhou finally relaxed.

In modern society, finance is the industry that is most likely to shake the world order apart from technology. If Ye Lan continues to cultivate in this industry, it may bring him unexpected harvests from outside.

"Very good, then I'll transfer some money to you, you can do it first. Is there anything else?"

"Yes, I have no classes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will stay at your house at night. Remember to help me clean up my room!"

"...I have to go to work, what are you doing here? Just stay in the dormitory honestly."

"No, I'm tired of eating in the cafeteria. I'm going to another place to eat takeaway. Don't talk about it, let's go by car!"

Before Ye Zhou could respond, she hung up the phone, Ye Zhou shook his head and picked up the chopsticks again.

When he returned home after eating, it was exactly 7:30, and Ye Lan was expected to arrive in more than an hour. Ye Zhou rested for a few minutes, lay down on his bed, and started today's simulation.

There is still not much progress in the plot of the snowfield trek in the heart of the dragon. He must continue to try to find the optimal solution with extremely small probability.

And as he sank into the darkness of the void, in a distant factory, a huge spotlight gradually came on.

Sleepy-eyed workers lined up to enter the factory. They all received temporary overtime requests, but it was not noble feelings that attracted them, but three times the wages paid to them in advance.

They don't yet know how what they're going to produce this night, and every night for the next month, will change the world.