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Chapter 27 Tech Stars The Mist Is Dissipating

"My entrepreneurial dream is to make those who cannot hear hear, to make those who cannot see visible, and to make those who cannot stand stand up. Only half of my three dreams have been realized. I can't do it.

Once this is done, let future generations continue to do it.”

Li Fangping, the former "Eight Kings of the City" said this.

Now, this person is still selling houses in Hangzhou. However, the most important thing for flower growers is people who sell houses. What they lack is people who sell the houses they live in to engage in technology research and development.

What Zhao Song had to do was to get this person back on track in advance.

Because integrating a desk-sized circuit board into a coin-sized implant is what Zhao Song is good at; keeping it biocompatible for a long time is the business of this person and the new company that is about to be established.

Xingsheng didn’t know that, whether he invested or not, Fifty years after the birth of the cochlear implant, Huahuajia, a high-tech enterprise dedicated to becoming the world’s leading supplier of neuroelectronic products, had already been born a week ago.

Norkon, its first goal is cochlear implants, customizing its own products for the 5 million severely deafened patients, 2‰ of whom are born every year!

In this area, flower growers have been 50 years behind.

This is why Zhao Song preaches everywhere about studying the brain, because he doesn't want to be a flamboyant wealth star, and that stuff usually doesn't end well!

He wants to be a technology star more.

Yes, he is the real-life Iron Man, a man who talks about cheating and defrauding investors everywhere, a technology star who makes countless people jealous. Watching him realize the awesomeness he once boasted about again and again, countless people will look forward to it -

—If we also have such a person...

If we also have people like this, then flower growers are not actually 50 years behind:

In 2003, the rotating chairman of the World Hearing Congress was Chinese, and 20% of cutting-edge researchers were Chinese.

At this moment, if in their former hometown, a technology star with huge wealth issued a call, what kind of exciting scene would it be——

Zhao Song, whose Tesla is about to go public, has already taken the world by storm, and no one would doubt that those capitalists would elevate him to the position of the world's richest man.

When he told people that he was not only a wealth legend and a product manager; not only would he desperately catch up in the field of integrated circuits; not only Tesla, who only did integrated innovation, but those R&D personnel in the time domain and frequency domain, those cutting-edge semiconductor materials

Will the scientists be moved?



At this moment, the DK Building, a laboratory less than 50 meters away from Zhao Song, tiredly took off his white robe on a sunny day, revealing a light yellow dress, fluffy hair, and dark circles comparable to those of a panda.

Everyone felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

Back in the office, she turned on her computer while drinking strong coffee on a sunny day, and browsed a forum on a top international scientific research journal. Her confused eyes showed that she was just doing her bedtime routine.

"Bang~"

"Dang~"

He dropped his coffee and Qingtian's eyes widened.

“Salute to sunny,nicholas·z.”

"A tribute to the flower scientists, whose pioneering thinking has opened a new door to the world of materials science."

"Previously, theorists proved that two-dimensional crystals cannot exist stably in reality. Now let's slap them in the face!"

"The person above, yang) also proved that phase changes do not exist in materials of limited size, so everyone measured false phase changes! Now, these two flower-growing scientists have confirmed this to us with real objects.

a little."

"I would say that although new materials are important, here they are just a by-product of tearing off tape. Tearing off tape is what is important."

"What Steve said above is right, my God~ I tear up packaging and express delivery every day, but someone can tear out a Nobel Prize-winning discovery, right! I mean based on this kind of thinking, they are qualified.

!”

"..."

Qingtian blinked blankly, then stretched out his hands and rubbed them vigorously.

Sunny is her. As the first author, the paper she published a few months ago was confirmed by many international research institutes today to be reproducible.

In other words, just based on this blockbuster paper that will be widely cited, she will get a second doctorate.

She looked at the increasingly lively forum, looked away from the screen, then turned to look at the highly directional pyrolytic graphite encapsulated in transparent glass on her desk, and...

A roll of clear tape.

She murmured to herself:

"Although I am very happy that the paper has been confirmed, should you not focus on the name Nicholas Z for a while?"

"Tesla seems to have cooperative relationships with many of your research institutes, right?"

"It's going to be listed, and he's going to become the richest man in the world."

“Can’t you go to Tesla’s international official website and take a look?”

"That big name is hanging high there."

"Nicholas·z, that's Zhao Songya~"



2003, 10:30 am Beijing time.

"Nature" published online a blockbuster paper by two flower scientists. For the first time in the field of materials, they faced the true existence of two-dimensional materials - using a roll of transparent tape.

"for groundbreaking experiments considering the two-dimensional material graphene."

This is a comment from "nature".

In another time and space, it is also the original review of the Dynamite Awards.

Translated into Chinese:

Pioneering experiments on the two-dimensional material graphene.

…………

Now, Nicholas·Z is regarded as a silently working researcher, just like the DK Building located on Xiaohe East Road. It is boxy and covers an area a bit larger. Its appearance without any sense of design is destined to attract people.

Not in the eyes of passers-by.

Only the people in this building understand what they are doing.

Only they know how many preparations their boss made to shock the world in order to complete the identity transformation before becoming the richest man.



In Beijing at the end of May, the willow catkins had disappeared without a trace.

It seems that because the epidemic is still going on, Xiaohe East Road is sparsely populated.

The gate of Jingji University is closed tightly, isolating the noise of thousands of college students. In front of the gate, the newly built two-way four-lane is separated by a flower bed, which is filled with locust trees.

The locust flowers are in full bloom, and when the wind blows, they sway quietly, with a faint fragrance, bringing the breath of early summer.

Opposite, in the DK Building, which was standing quietly, a girl in a long skirt and unkempt hair sat in front of the window, looking at the gently swaying flower branches outside, lost in thought.

This is a beautiful picture, if you don't pay attention to the conversation going on in the window not far away...



Zhongguancun Holdings General Office.

The topic of the brain has come to an end, because both of them understand that there is no interest in prosperous projects like this!

Then the conversation finally got down to business.

In this office, there are no longer friends, teachers, or students. Instead, there are only conversations about business cooperation.

Xingsheng: "Two years ago, you warned De'Longhi about the risks on different occasions, right?"

Zhao Song: "Yes."

"Even if your finance team could handle this problem, you wouldn't touch it, would you?"

"Yes. But the problem is that even my team can't handle it."

"What if there is an order from above?"

"There will be no such instructions from above. This has been established for a long time."

"So it's just Gangben?"

"right."

After hearing Zhao Song's answer, Xing Sheng's face was serious, he leaned forward and asked solemnly:

"Where's Top?"

"..."

"Aren't you interested in its nationwide software parks?"

"..."

"The collapse of Top's mythology has made dozens of mayors cry bitterly. Are you even interested in such a large amount of zz capital?"

Zhao Song was silent.

"If you are not interested in any of the above, what about three connections and one connection?"

"..."

"Although the software park is vacant, the land is still there. If they are included in the three links and one link, their size will be expanded at least three times!"

"...no money."

"Tch~" Xingsheng said with disdain, "Zhao Song's mouth is a liar. If nothing else, Shanda was listed on NASDAQ three months ago. I haven't forgotten it."

“I exchanged Sina shares before going public.”

"Oh, don't tell me that the biggest cash out was not done by you."

"..." Zhao Song lowered his head and said nothing.

"Zhao Song!" Xingsheng moved his body forward a little more.

"Um?"

Zhao Song raised his head and looked at him doubtfully.

"What if I take charge of this matter Top?"

Xing Sheng asked expectantly.

"How does it work?"

"Whether it is an individual or a local government, I am responsible for taking over their Top shares."

"what would you like?"

"Three links and one reach, I want shares in three links and one reach. Of course, it would be better if I could join its management."

"..."

Three links and one reach, Laoba, Wenhua, Wenjing, Liu Yupeng and the people behind him now have another Xingsheng.

In Zhao Song's heart, the idea of ​​completing the transformation into a technology star is getting stronger and stronger. If seemingly traditional enterprises such as Three Links and One Kilometer are given more technological elements, perhaps fewer people will be interested.

Did they pay attention?

Just because they are privately owned, and because they have no technological innovation, these assets-heavy ones receive little attention from the top, so they have become a hot commodity despite being financially healthy...

The fog gradually dissipated in Zhao Song's heart, but he didn't feel any happy.

In the office, Zhao Song leaned back on the sofa, feeling a little regretful that he didn't have stockings and a thigh pillow.

He closed his eyes, and after a long time, he said tiredly:

"Teacher, I need to think about it."

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