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

What belongs to the country belongs to the state, and what belongs to business belongs to business. Although they have already decided to purchase Yinglong EDA, they are really not merciful when it comes to bargaining.

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

Although it has basically become a business practice in the communications industry to offer high prices and discounts, the problem is that Micro Fusion is an independent software company!

Just because it has the mark of Hua Kee on it, we can’t ask it to pay the same price as Hua Kee, right?

The entire Micro Fusion sales and technical team was urgently recalled to the company, and divided into several groups to discuss intentions with the companies that came to visit. It was not until after 6 p.m. that the preliminary contract framework was basically completed.

The purchasing representatives of these companies all rejected Micro Fusion's banquet. Ye Zhou could feel that they seemed to be carrying heavy pressure, but they didn't tell them what it was, and he couldn't ask.

However, with a simple guess, Ye Zhou could also imagine what they were going to do.

Once the news of purchasing Yinglong EDA spreads, these companies will immediately face the restrictions of the rejection list. They must do their best to ensure business continuity, and at the same time cooperate with the officials to establish new chip manufacturing production lines.

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

The authorities must have given them time-limited tasks. Anyone with knowledge must have been assigned heavy tasks.

After clearing away the materials scattered on the table, several senior leaders of Micro Fusion gathered around Ye Zhou.

"Mr. Ye, congratulations! A great victory!"

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

Ye Zhou said modestly.

"Isn't it your credit? We are all our own people, why should we be humble in front of us? You made the things, and no matter why they are sold now, it must have something to do with you..."

"I'll go, don't talk nonsense!"

Ye Zhou quickly denied it.

"I guess if it can be sold, it is probably because of the official action. It is nothing more than subsidy policies and the like. How can I affect these things..."

"Yes, yes, it's harmful. That's what I mean. Let's not talk about it. Mr. Ye, are you going out to have a meal tonight to celebrate your success?"

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

"Forget it for today. We have just made up our minds and everyone will be very busy after that. Let's go back and have a good rest at night."

In fact, the real reason was that he wanted to hurry up and go back to simulate the "Heart of the Dragon".

Now that the official 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 make full use of his golden fingers and continuously output technology.

After bidding farewell to everyone in Micro Fusion, Ye Zhou walked back to the downstairs of his home with the last sunset. He is now a rich man with a net worth of 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 the past is that this pig's trotter rice contains two portions of pig's trotters.

Halfway through the meal, Ye Zhou answered a phone call. It was from Ye Lan.

"Hey, brother! Are you busy?"

"...While you're busy, I'm eating, what do you have to say?"

Ye Lan on the other end of the phone spoke in a brisk tone, laughed twice and said:

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that the money has not been spent. Do you want to transfer it back to you?"

"How much is left?"

Ye Zhou transferred a total of more than 8.6 million to her. The plan was to use it for her to buy a database, but he also left some room for it, which would probably result in tens of thousands more yuan.

"There are more than one million left."

"What? The database is discounted? The conscience of the capitalists in the ugly country has discovered it?"

"no no."

Ye Lan quickly explained:

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

"...I heard that the market has not been very good these days. Didn't you get cut off?"

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

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Zhou put down his chopsticks warily.

He still knew about his sister. Unlike some other girls, Ye Lan had no interest in luxury goods, but she was never merciless when doing some weird things.

I remember when I was in high school, my parents gave them the Chinese New Year red envelope for the first time. Ye Zhou didn't touch it at all. He originally planned to save it and use it to take the driver's license test the next year, but Ye Lan, who had just entered high school, was stunned.

I wanted to imitate other people's business and go to the class to sell some insurance for failing to pass the exam. As a result, the risk control was not in place. 9 out of 10 students who took out the insurance failed, resulting in a huge loss.

Now that she has such a large amount of money in her hands, there is no chance that she will have any strange ideas again.

"Oh, what can I do...Don't worry, I promise not to mess around this time, I still have to work on my thesis. I just thought that if I have the money at my own disposal, I can set up

A small fund is going to do actual operations to verify the theories I research."

"Is this fund enough?"

Ye Zhou frowned.

The topic that Ye Lan is currently researching is the financial conflict between the two countries. The amount of funds can easily exceed hundreds of billions. It is a bit too unrealistic to simulate this kind of conflict with one million.

"That's enough. Let's just make a firm offer in foreign exchange. The leverage of foreign exchange is high. When the time comes, it shouldn't be a big problem to choose a small currency, such as the Sudanese pound."

Hearing this, Ye Zhou finally relaxed.

In modern society, finance is the industry that is most likely to influence the world order besides technology. If Ye Lan continues to work hard in this industry, it may bring him unexpected gains in the outside world.

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

"Yes, I don't have any classes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I'll stay at your house tonight. Remember to clean up the room for me!"

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

"No, I'm tired of eating in the cafeteria. I want to find a place to eat takeout. Let's not talk about it. Let's go by car!"

Before Ye Zhou could react, 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 it would take more than an hour for Ye Lan to arrive. 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 Snowfield Trek in Heart of the Dragon. He must continue to try and find the optimal solution with extremely low probability.

And as he sank into the darkness of the void, in a distant factory, huge spotlights gradually lit up.

Sleepy-eyed workers lined up to enter the factory. They all received temporary overtime requirements, but what attracted them was not any noble feelings, but only three times their wages that were paid to them in advance.
Chapter completed!