Sun Guangzhen landed in San Francisco, on the west coast of the United States, went through troublesome and lengthy entry procedures, answered the questions of the immigration officials for an hour, and finally handed in the customs inspection and quarantine form and left the airport to meet with Fulong's people.

In the previous Huatong era, he and his Sun Guangzhen went to Africa, of course, he Sun Guangzhen is the most overseas experience, but this so-called experience is only in the company sent to France to participate in an agency negotiation.

And now, they are from the United States, where there are all world-class technology companies and the most powerful opponent, compared to Santa Clara, the heart of Silicon Valley, like mud legs.

If you can't catch it, you will desperately catch up, and if you can't catch up, you will make progress, which has always been the keynote that Cheng Feiyang repeatedly emphasized at the meeting.

In an age where opportunities are everywhere, the easiest mistake to make is to be opportunistic and forget what path you should take.

Although he had the authorization order signed by Cheng Feiyang in hand, Sun Guangzhen was not in a hurry, and during this time, he and the core of his team participated in public roadshows of various technology companies every day.

Take him to Sun Guangzhen, an old classmate, this old classmate studied here in the early years, and later got a green card, and worked in an optical transmission company called Cognight, Cog is the world's leading optical transmission company, last year raised 250 million yuan to open up the global market, and his old classmate has achieved the manager level, with an annual salary of 500,000 US dollars, Sun Guangzhen listened to it staggeringly, these days under the leadership of the old classmate driving a Range Rover, to Stanford, to the California Institute of Technology, to the University of California, Berkeley, to the science and technology research and development center, to the lecture hall, sit down and listen, understand the relevant cutting-edge technology。

After listening to a lecture by the CEO of Stanford Chip Company called Wolffield Chip Company that day, Sun Guangzhen walked out of the lecture hall, sat on the lawn bench at Stanford, and said to the team members next to him, "How do you feel?"

There is humanity, "despair...... The technology gap is too big, and we may never be able to catch up. ”

Sun Guangzhen nodded, touched the shriveled cigarette case in his coat pocket, wanted to smoke, saw the non-smoking sign not far away, and took the cigarette case back again.

"Yes......" Sun Guangzhen stretched out his hand and pointed to the town buildings in the distance, the buildings are not high, usually five or six floors, but every company there, when they get closer, they can't help but make people bow and worship, "When I enter here, I see the names of the surrounding companies, Samsung Electronics, Motorola, Intel, NVIDIA...... I'm scared, these are all companies that can influence the process and pattern of science and technology in the world, but we don't seem to have started yet, walking on these streets, I understand how many things we don't have at the moment, and we need to learn...... Not to mention, most of the domestic technical personnel want to become managers, because they are relaxed, and they seem to have status, and they also have a lot of face when they say it, you are a management person in the company, and an ordinary technician, and others in the country look at you with two eyes. The word 'relaxed' makes us empty how many potential characters. Everyone wants to get out of the bottom of the pyramid and into the managerial class. And here, one technical power is worth a hundred managers. Wherever they go, they are worshipped, and this is the future of technology. ”

"If you want to change these, you have to start from the system, we can't change the domestic situation, but we can change Fulong," Sun Guangzhen is ambitious, "I don't care about the technical principles you say about these recent surveys, what cutting-edge algorithms you say...... All I care about is seeing one thing, and that's respect for technology. Product architects can no longer be separated from the development department and placed on such and such meetings as they are in China, so that the programming ability is disjointed. A good architect must be integrated into the product, and be able to be a major programmer at any time. ”

"A person from the technical level must have the authority to communicate directly with the highest level, so as to ensure the right to speak with the technical power, to give them the best salary, they will be the best, but also lead countless Fulong's technicians monument ......"

"I thought about it a lot, wrote a report every day in the past few days, and sent it to Mr. Cheng by email...... The more I look, the more awe-inspiring, the more I know what path we are currently on," Sun Guangzhen has a notebook in his hand, which is densely filled with various experiences in recent times, this notebook he carries with him, and the core page is full of the names of many companies and people.

At this time, he rubbed his notebook, turned to the page, and said, "If we want to overtake in the corner, we can't stick to the old ways, I have recorded a list of some small companies with potential at present, if it is a little difficult to buy at this stage, we will invest in them and cooperate with them, so that our start is from scratch." Mr. Cheng instructed me to keep a low profile in this matter, which will be the starting point for us to expand our technical internal strength. ”

Sun Guangzhen thought of the chat in Cheng Feiyang's house that day, because of the defeat in the United States, the young man said a sentence at the time, Sun Guangzhen was originally looking for a step down, which was supposed to save some face, but as a result, he changed his mind and came to California, which brought him shock and impact, like opening a new world in an instant.

Sun Guangzhen handed the notebook to everyone, and everyone looked at it one by one, a large group of old men, just wearing outdated suits, standing on the green lawn of Stanford, burying their heads in the pages full of dense handwritten experiences. At one point, passing Stanford students thought it was a newly formed cult.

There are clauses and clauses summarized by Sun Guangzhen above, and the strategic thinking of the United States is very exciting.

All the contents, in a word, have the overflowing "to technology, to technology, to technology, to develop technology!"

Sun Guangzhen took a deep look at the buildings of those world-famous companies in the distance, and said the inscription that was erected in front of the Santa Clara Institute in Fulong, "He's not really kung fu, and he can't beat a world-class enterprise by relying on his fists and legs." ”

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When the news came back, Sun Guangzhen wanted to stay in the United States for a while, and they rented a villa in Santa Clara, formerly a small semiconductor company, which Fu Long bought for some money and could use the equipment on the spot. The next step is to expand the staff, and will give priority to recruiting Chinese Americans in schools in California.

Cheng Feiyang received the news and instructed Sun Guangzhen to take full responsibility for the United States.

At this time, Silicon Valley in the United States, a place where millionaires, multimillionaires, and billionaires can be born overnight, accounts for a quarter of China's GDP at this time. This place, which brings together the world's cutting-edge technology and the most creative talents, and has even attracted countless students from China's top universities, has traveled across the ocean to study the American dream, and for a long time to come, there will be no place for a Chinese company to settle down.

Sun Guangzhen's visit to this global technology temple center is highly expected within Fulong.

Also with Sun Guangzhen's news, there was also a letter he sent to Cheng Ran.

It wrote what he saw and heard in Silicon Valley, and asked Cheng Ran to study hard not to live up to Cheng Feiyang's expectations, and there were even jokes vaguely optimistic about his succession.

Cheng Ran raised his head, and this was the time when he staggered on the bus to the platform at the intersection of Confucian Temple Street.

The sound of the hydraulic rod of the bus door creaking open, countless people got off the bus, Cheng Ran put away the letter, put it back in his school bag, and walked along the street into the gate of No. 10 Middle School.

Despite being famous, Cheng Ran still has to admit that No. 10 Middle School is a wonderful and beautiful school.

The atmospheric, classical buildings give people a comfortable look, and students come and go here, as if the world is peaceful.

But it seems that accidents always come unexpectedly.

On the garden road leading to the main teaching building, the students marched in clusters, and the conversations of several boys next to him entered Cheng Ran's ears.

He turned his head, and several boys had their eyes hooked, and they bumped each other's elbows against the people around them, "Hey...... Look at the girls in front!"

"That's Qin Qian! The last time she led the dance in the art show, her mother was from the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe, and she also trained there since she was a child...... How many people had nosebleeds directly from the last performance......"

"What's wrong with her pants......?"

"She didn't find out...... Do you want to tell her?"

"Who will say, you will say?"

"Who dares to say this kind of thing......"

A few boys seemed to have discovered some kind of big secret whispering, Cheng Ran looked over and saw that walking in front of them was a girl with a beautiful body line and a ponytail from the back.

It's just that there is a faint red spot under the white pants she is wearing, as if she didn't notice it herself......

It was probably because of the strange movement behind her, which made her squint back frequently, and when she saw a group of boys looking at her, she probably thought she was looking, but she didn't care, and when she turned around, the corners of her mouth overflowed with a smug smile.

As a celebrity who has even crossed grades, Qin Qian herself is accustomed to this kind of attention and people discussing her situation in private, which is a reflection of her popularity.

But she frowned slightly, it seemed that she had gone too far today, not only the two or three clusters of boys behind her, but also some of the girls who walked past her, they also looked at her frequently, and finally a girl she didn't know pointed to her pants.

Qin Qian finally realized something, stopped, turned around and pulled the pants on her hips to take a look.

A group of boys hurriedly rushed into the school building without waiting for her to raise her head, and then ran away with a few excited screams.

Qin Qian raised her head in shock, and only then did she understand what everyone was looking at. Her heart sank at this time, and she didn't know what she should do now, whether to continue to enter the classroom, or ask the teacher for leave to go home and change her pants first.

Just when she didn't know what to do, her eyes fell on Cheng Ran who was walking by.

In fact, when the group of boys were making a fuss just now, Cheng Ran looked at it and looked at it rudely, she saw it through the reflection of the glass window of the newspaper column in front of her, and as a result, the surrounding people were empty, and the two of them suddenly stood opposite each other so inexplicably.

Facing the girl who has no master of the six gods in front of her.

After freezing for a moment, Cheng Ran sighed, took off his schoolbag with his backhand, and then took off a shirt that he had added in the early morning when it was a little colder. The school uniform was measured when I checked in, and I didn't get it until two weeks later, and the tenth middle school is not required to wear school uniforms strictly except for Mondays, Cheng Ran usually wears it casually, and at this time he took off the light blue shirt and handed it to Qin Qian in front of him.

The girl took it, paused for a moment, and folded Cheng Ran's shirt, and tied a bow on the sleeves against her thin waist, which is worthy of practicing dancing.

Only the T-shirt was left, and Cheng Ran picked up the schoolbag from the ground and put it back on his back, so he staggered by her.

From beginning to end, the two did not exchange a word.

The atmosphere was eerie, but it was extremely warm.