In the morning, Li Siming got up early and exercised as usual. In the morning, there was vitality on the Peking University campus. Early-wave students had already started to recite English loudly. The golden sunlight was like a golden shuttle, adding a hazy artistic conception between the lake and tower shadows. There were also old men and women who were practicing Tai Chi on the lawn. They looked youthful and vibrant like the morning sun.

Mr. Ji, who had met Li Siming, walked on the winding path by the lake wearing a pair of cloth shoes and an old schoolbag.

"Mr. Ji, good morning. Are you exercising?" Li Siming caught up.

"Oh, it's you. What kind of body exercise? I'm going to work." Mr. Ji did not slow down his pace. Li Siming had to go side by side with him.

"Sir, Chairman Mao said that the body is the capital of revolution. You have so many jobs, and it is impossible to not have a good body." Li Siming said with concern. Such big shots are all national treasures.

"Have you never heard of me practicing the 'three no-nons', just not practicing, not picky about food or muttering!" Mr. Ji made a fuss.

"Why don't you exercise?" Li Siming said in confusion.

"There is no time left. When you go to work in the department, you just need to exercise and let it go." Mr. Ji said. At that time, he was sent to the concierge in Building 35. In extremely difficult circumstances, he also translated the Indian epic "Ramayana" with a whopping three million words.

Li Siming has not come to Peking University for contact with many people. The old gentlemen of Peking University have heard a lot of talk about Xu Dashuai and others. In comparison, he is still too "idle" now.

Seeing that Li Siming didn't speak, Ji Lao smiled and said, "You young people can't relax and exercise. Now is a good time to do academic research. I heard that your Wubi font is quite good, which proves that we Chinese can also make scientific inventions."

Li Siming was a little surprised. His husband was a liberal arts student and was not in the same way as him: "Do you always know this?"

"How can I not know about this? Everyone says that Peking University has a genius, and he only took classes once at the beginning of school, so he skipped the class."

"This... makes you laugh!" Li Siming felt a little ashamed.

"But the article "Reshaping the Spirit of the University" you wrote is very good. It is very necessary at present. It is rare that you can think of it so far! But I am not the master national treasure you said, so don't flatter me." Mr. Ji went to the office building of the Dong Language Department, which was a palace-style building with flying eaves and beams. After going through wind and rain, he still tenaciously maintained its dignity. The old man waved his hand and went in and started his office. It was just past 7:30.

Li Siming was educated today. He wrote that article not just because he was flattering, but because of admiration. In his previous life, there were too few people who could be called the Grand Marshal.

Li Siming calmed down his touching mood, after breakfast, he went into the laboratory and started a day's work. After the Wubi font was completed, Li Siming was not idle. Now he has attracted much attention from the school leaders and his research conditions have also been improved. After the research results were released, many units immediately sent invitations to him to give lectures. In order to better promote this new invention, he sent out several of his assistants and gave lectures everywhere, leaving a leisurely life.

Now he has set a new goal for himself, that is, integrated circuits, and the most urgent thing is to compile a system textbook. Since the first integrated circuit in the world since 1958, microelectronics has developed rapidly. In 1964, Intel's Moore proposed the famous Moore's Law, predicting that transistor integration will double every 18 months; in 1978, 140,000 transistors were integrated on silicon wafers less than 0.5 square centimeters abroad, marking the advent of the era of ultra-large-scale integrated circuits (VLSI). At this time, China aimed at supporting computers and military industries and developed logic circuits as its main products, and initially established the supporting conditions for integrated circuit industry and related equipment, instruments and materials. There is a big gap from the level abroad. As time goes by, this gap will inevitably widen.

In the future, the technological gap in computer chips will become a huge gap that Chinese people can't cross. Now, for China, there is no good set of advanced textbooks on microelectronics. Therefore, Li Siming's research alone cannot improve the level of the entire country in the field of microelectronics. More people must participate in this aspect. Otherwise, when the gap is even greater in the future, it will be not only a technical problem, but only a few billion US dollars of investment will be prohibitive.

Just as Li Siming was busy writing the outline of the book, Yang Yue came to the door again. She seemed to be running over, sweating on her nose, and her face was red, adding a bit of charm. Li Siming guessed that she might have tasted the benefits of Li Siming's writing last time, and this time she might be here to urge her to write again.

"Welcome to you, Master Yang is here, and the brilliance is shining!" Li Siming said with a smile.

"Why, the scientist Li is so famous and has a big air!" Yang Yue said with a smile. Li Siming's current reputation is now known to everyone, and even it is published in the newspaper.

"How dare you? Your masterpiece has been published, right?" Li Siming changed the topic.

Sure enough, when she mentioned the novel she wrote, Yang Yue immediately became flirtatious. As soon as her book was sent to the publishing house, people immediately replied and adopted it. This book was praised by many people, saying that the subject matter is in line with real life and is very representative. She herself was also touted as a new star among young writers.

"Yo Xi, then congratulations!" Li Siming complimented. Yang Yue was very helpful and could not hide her joy.

"Okay, clean up and follow me." Yang Yue said.

"Why do you want to treat me to a meal again?"

"Eat, you know how to eat. This time it's a foreign friend to come to see you!"

"Foreign friends, don't harm me. My family is a third-generation employee and has no overseas relations." Li Siming said with a smile.

"What's this? It's Saburo Watanabe!"

"So the Japanese have entered the city!" Li Siming joked, which made Yang Yuexiao angry.

The meeting place was a restaurant. A group of people had been waiting there for a long time. Xu Dashuai, Xu Li and Zhang Hua were also here. Seeing Li Siming come in, Zhang Hua jumped out and said carelessly: "Aming, you kid is amazing now. College students in Beijing are talking about you, you are my idol."

"I'm not that handsome. Why do I admire me? If you want to worship, you should worship Yang Yue. He is a great writer now. He is willing to sit with us, so that he can save us."

"What did you mention me? You have to apologize to me!" Yang Yue quit. Xu Li of course stood on Yang Yue's side, and in the end Li Siming had to apologize.

Saburo Watanabe was still the same, but his face became smooth and fatter, and he was wearing a straight suit, like an overseas person. However, taking off the suit and changing into Zhongshan suit was no different from the Chinese. He had already made a mark of China. He is now doing business and specializing in trade between China and Japan. His Chinese level comes in handy, but he is a small company after all, and he can only do some small businesses.

After three rounds of drinking, Li Siming was happy today and drank a little high. He patted Sanlang on the shoulder and said, "Sanlang, do you want to make a lot of money?"

"Nonsense, of course I thought about it!" Saburo Watanabe said, squirting his mouth full of alcohol.

"I will teach you a trick to make money!"

"Speak up!"

"Instant noodles! That's instant noodles. This is very common in your Japan, right?"

"Can that thing make money?"

"Of course, let's talk about the semiconductor business you are doing now. Although Chinese people miss this thing, it's a shortage of goods. Your purchasing channels are not smooth and you don't have any way to become a big dealer. Besides, Chinese people generally can't afford it. You can only make a small fuss, right? This instant noodles are different, with sufficient supply, and Chinese people are also amazing. It's not worth a lot of money. Anyone can't help but buy some and try it. But you can also change the taste, such as braised beef noodles, soup pork ribs noodles, mushroom shredded noodles, etc. You may not have this creativity in Japan. This is called differentiated management." Li Siming said with his finger, "In short, it sounds delicious. Change the order to attract the attention of Chinese people, but be careful that you must have your own brand, otherwise you will have no future as a middleman.

.If you can't get in now, you can try Taiwan and Hong Kong first to see if it's okay. In the future, China will open up. If you are the first to come, you will come to China to invest and set up factories. Because you are familiar with it, use flour from the Northeast to produce nearby, I guarantee that you will quickly occupy the Chinese market. Before your Japanese compatriots can react, you are the boss of the Chinese instant noodles market. At that time, each Chinese buys you a pack, and you will wait to count the money. When others come in, you have already gained a foothold, base yourself in the Chinese market, use China's manpower and resources to produce on a large scale, and you can export it. In turn, you will go to Japan, Taiwan, Southeast Asia and other places to conquer cities and land. Their cost is not as low as you, and the taste is not as good as you. How can you compare to you? Well, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone was stunned, looking at aliens.

"Aming, you are really a profitable businessman." Zhang Hua said. The profitable businessman is not, but Li Siming thinks that this "traitor" is a bit a bit. As for whether this idea works or not, Li Siming doesn't care.

"Riege, really traitor." said Shuai Xu.

"There are so many ideas. I think you should focus on your job." Yang Yue said with a smile.

But Saburo Watanabe said happily: "Okay, Amin, it sounds like a good idea. I like it, you can give it a try." He couldn't help but keep his saliva.

"Aming, it's a waste if you don't learn economics?" Xu Dashuai learned economics and naturally saw the tricks.

"Of course, if I become the boss in the future, I will ask you to be the general manager!" Li Siming said with a smile.

"You are still a capitalist? Are you trying to die if you engage in capitalism?" Xu Li said with a smile.

"We can bet that in the future, all Chinese people will fight to do it. Do you believe it?"

"It would be strange if you believe in you!" Everyone insisted.

Alas! No one believed the truth.
Chapter completed!