"Rambus keeps the technology secret and uses a license for memory manufacturers to produce it. ”

"It wants to be Qualcomm in the memory world, and it is even more greedy than Qualcomm!"

"Qualcomm forced out a European GSM, and these memory manufacturers are willing to become processing factories for rambus and Intel?

Standing in front of a room of moving whiteboards, Zhao Songlai would keep pacing.

In the house, Xizi, Li Yong, and Xiaoyan pasted some faxed materials on the whiteboard from time to time.

"Kiko, is there any news of DDR?" asked Zhao Song.

DDR is the mainstream of the future, and PC133 will be an excessive technology for at least a year and a half in the future, Zhao Song knows, and the bet is this.

In his previous life, he had saved up for a year, worked in marketing for two years, and had seen sporadic Rambus memory, but he had never heard of its large-scale listing.

"No!" Kiko glanced at the fax machine, "I don't have any news that I handled, the earliest was last month's news, the DDR266 protocol was agreed, the dual-channel DDR2 standard was drafted, and then there was no news." ”

"I think, are they disbanded?" Xiao Yong waved the fax in his hand and said worriedly: "Intel announced that it began to financially subsidize memory manufacturers, and Sixing received 100 million US dollars, and began to stand firmly on the side of Intel/Rambus, full production! And tell everyone that PC133 SDRAM is just a child's toy!"

"This is the original words of the four-star company?" Zhao Song asked dumbfounded.

Li Yong nodded, and then said: "NEC, and Hitachi have all obtained the authorization of rambus, Zhao Song, they are all members of the DDR Technology Alliance. ”

"......." The room quieted down, Zhao Song didn't speak, and slowly walked to the balcony, looking at the green not far away.

The stomach troubles of a tester at Intel confused the entire time and space, making Zhao Song puzzled at this time.

..........

Also puzzled was Professor Zhou on the seventh floor of the Wutong Building, who looked at the monitor that had turned into a black screen with a puzzled expression, and had no clue for a long time.

In the end, he had no choice but to press the restart button, ready to start the design guidance work just now, and suddenly, his hand froze on the top of the mid-tower chassis.

"Screwdriver!" shouted Professor Zhou.

While accepting the guidance of Professor Zhou, the institute quickly took a change cone and handed it to Professor Zhou.

The lid of the case was quickly opened, and Professor Zhou looked inside, two memory modules wearing silver vests were inserted into the motherboard shiningly, and they were rambus!

God knows what Zhao Song thought, the rambus memory module that was initially sold to the retail market was actually sent by him to the IC design department that required minicomputers and server work...... And some bold graduate students even installed the host computer that used it with commercial design software.......

"Xiao Liu, which step did I demonstrate just now?"

"Simulation. ”

"Follow my steps and do it again to find the reason for the black screen!"

"Yes!"

...........

In the villa in Fucheng Garden, Zhao Song stood on the balcony on the second floor, silent, but there were still countless people doing their own things silently because of this young man.

Tesla Industrial Base.

Coming out of the factory full of the sound of clicking machines, Gui Luyang walked towards the rumbling construction site.

"Factory director!" a young female voice sounded, stopping Gui Luyang.

"Xiaojie, what's the matter?" Looking at the young woman in front of him, Gui Luyang asked with a smile.

"Factory director, there are many companies outside that they are dealing with us.......

Gui Luyang took out a handkerchief and handed it to Xiao Jie, "Wipe your sweat!"

"Director, is it true?" Xiao Jie took the handkerchief and wiped it indiscriminately.

"Since the beginning of our boss's business, there has never been a shortage of red-eyed people!" Gui Luyang patted Xiaojie's arm, "Don't worry about it!"

"Factory director, everyone said that if the company's funds are tight, this month's salary can not be paid first. ”

Gui Luyang froze for a moment, and then immediately forced a smile: "It's not bad for your salary!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the construction site.

On the construction site, Factory 7 has entered the dust-free renovation stage, and Factory 8 has built the frame.

Fast, unprecedentedly fast, completely broke Gui Luyang's cognition. Zhao Song once told her that in the flower planter, the progress of the project depends on the speed of payment.

Now it seems that her young boss was right.

"Director Gui, I heard that your company is in a bit of trouble now?" asked a greasy middle-aged man with a big belly who followed her.

"What?" Gui Luyang glanced at him with slanted eyes, "I'm afraid that you're missing your project money?"

"No, no!" the greasy middle-aged man hurriedly shook his hand, "I mean, if you don't have enough for a while, it's okay to give it later." ”

Gui Luyang stiffened again, looked at the greasy middle-aged, and asked solemnly, "So confident in us?"

"Look at what you said!" the greasy middle-aged man waved his hand magnificently, "This is Pyeongchang District, Tesla is a star enterprise in Pyeongchang, and Lao Tzu is a member of Pyeongchang!"

...............

China Shipping Electronics Market.

Boss Feng stopped Wen Zhenwen's hand holding the check, and said happily: "Eldest sister, don't worry, just give it according to the contract time!"

Wen Zhenwen smiled: "Take it, it's not bad for a few days." ”

Boss Feng pressed her hand and said with a firm face: "Eldest sister, I'm missing these days! ”

Wen Zhenwen looked at him in a daze, and after a long time, he smiled and said, "If you have time to go back, I will also accompany you to count the cents!"

"Always welcome!"

............

Xidan Tesla.

The store manager Tang Feng said to an aunt with a smile: "Auntie, Tesla has no plans to launch new products for the time being, if you have to pursue the latest model, I will give you a suggestion, don't buy it as soon as possible, and wait for other people's feedback." ”

The old aunt smiled and asked, "Why? I still thought that your Tesla was going to release a new model, so I didn't fantasize about buying it." ”

"What?" Auntie asked curiously, "Something?"

Tang Feng glanced at the sparse storefront and found that no one was paying attention to it, so he whispered: "Our boss is the best product developer in the PC industry, and if he says that there is a problem, there must be a problem!"

Seeing the aunt hesitantly walk out of the store, a female student of Yangyin quietly walked over, "Store manager, are you okay with her like this?"

"Impulsive!" Tang Feng scratched his head in annoyance, and glanced at the fewer and fewer storefronts, "Why don't you play another song." ”

The central voice girl raised her hands pitifully, "It's boring!" and then asked worriedly: "Store manager, if VIA doesn't respond, are we going to take down all the hosts before Christmas?"

"No!" Tang Feng shook his head firmly, "In this industry, there has never been such an absolute thing. And, I think there's definitely something wrong with the new product?"

"Why?"

"There's no why, there's just a problem!"

......................

"There is no problem, there must be a problem!"

On the second floor of Fucheng Garden Villa, Zhao Song picked up his mobile phone.

If there is no problem, the memory standard is in the hands of the Americans, and the island nation, South Korea, and Wanwan are completely reduced to processing plants.

That would be an even worse patent barrier environment than in another time and space.

The island nation, South Korea, the bend, plus Europe, will they be happy?

So there has to be a problem.

"Ding Tao, receive, we operate PC133 memory!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, in a simple room in the Tesla Industrial Park, there was a sudden deafening cheer.

Shi Ming grinned widely, quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhao Song.

"Doodoo~~~"

The sound of the busy line is heard.

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