In such a gloomy weather, the memorial ceremony of Wang Legend was held in Lincoln Town, Doudou City.

This great Chinese legend, who won the Presidential Medal of Freedom and was inducted into the Bald Eagle Hall of Fame with Edison became the sixty-ninth inductee in the history of the United States, single-handedly defeated the blue giant IBM, and established the world's largest computer company, the richest Chinese in the world, and the fifth richest person in the United States, left this world forever, with his unfulfilled wishes.

He did not lose to IBM, but he lost to his son and the Chinese-style family thought in his body.

In fact, in the later stages, he had two chances to turn around. He seized the beginning but abandoned the end.

After the fruit was listed in 80 years and Qiao Buying became a billionaire, Wang Legend, who could look down on Qiao Buying at that time, was disdainful of the fruit's achievements, and he did not believe that personal PC public became the mainstream market at all. Later, IBM developed its own personal PC, and Wang Legend immediately followed up and developed a more selected machine "Luosai".

But out of resentment towards IBM, he refused to be compatible and chose to fight.

He once interviewed a series of companies such as Micro Yuan's Cover and Intel's Grove in 85 years, hoping to establish an industrial alliance that completely left IBM behind, and Gai was flattered at that time, but because all of Micro Yuan's business at that time came from Gai's mother who was an IBM executive, Gai did not have the courage to challenge this blue giant.

At that time, Intel was also a small point in front of Wang An's company, Grove once brought his own products to meet Wang Legend, and Wang Legend unabashedly ridiculed Intel's products as immature and naïve failures, which made Grove feel very ashamed.

This anti-IBM coalition was never established, and the influence of this blue giant in Bald Eagle was too great.

The state-of-the-art computer that could not be integrated with more products on the market, coupled with an arrogant second ancestor, Wang An's company collapsed.

The overcast sky made everything look like black and white, and the cold sea breeze blew from the sea dozens of kilometers away, carrying it wet and cold.

The motorcade slowly drove into the park, past the black sculptures of fruit men and dogs. Below the sculpture are engraved three lines of small characters: Little flowers growing in the cracks in the wall, I pluck you from the cracks in the wall, and hold them in my hands. Xiaohua, if I could understand everything about you, from the beginning to the root, I would understand God and man.

This is a famous poem by the famous John poet Alfred Tennyson, Flowers in the Cracks of the Wall.

Only Wang Legend held a funeral here today, and the entry of the team quickly attracted attention, how to say that it is also a large enterprise ranked 100 in the United States, and the donkey is not overturned, and there are really many people who participated in the whole pomp ceremony.

The funeral was done in the Western style.

On Dogwood Road, near the cemetery, in Dogood ay, people gather in front of a new tomb to hold a Western-style memorial service.

The people have already been buried in the ground, and Zhang Xingming deliberately came late for a while, just because he didn't want to see the process of burial.

The tombstone of Wang Legend is a whole piece of blue-gray granite, very large, the upper mouth of the monument is repaired into a round curve, and the logo of Wang An Company is engraved in the middle: ANG, and a big king character is engraved above the logo. There are two cypress trees on the side, which were planted by Wang Legend and his wife, and in the middle of the cypress trees is the cemetery of Mrs. Wang's father.

Unlike in China, the tombstone on the Bald Eagle side is actually standing behind the tomb, like the feeling of a European-style bedside. If you walk in front of the monument, then you must have stepped on the grave and did not run. Because there is no grave bag in the grave here, it is very smooth, but there is a flat stone buried on the side of the road, engraved with the name of the person and the year, month and day, like a bedside stool in a European-style bed.

A long line of motorcades stopped on the side of the road, Zhang Xingming got out of the car, looked up and looked around, it should be a cognitive problem, or it may be because there is no grave bag, the cemetery here does not have the eerie feeling in China, but like a meadow in the park.

Zhang Xingming walked over, today he deliberately wore a black suit and a chrysanthemum on his chest.

Wang Legend's eldest son greeted him and looked at him suspiciously, Zhang Xingming nodded at him and said, "Hello, Wang Lie, right? I'll say goodbye to the old man first, and I'll talk to you about something later." ”

Wang Lie nodded, Zhang Xingming walked to the front of the tombstone, Su Yan and Xu Xiaoya put Xianhua on the side of the stone bar on the side of the road, Zhang Xingming looked down, and it was engraved: AN ANG 1920–1990.

Zhang Xingming stood in front, the four assistant girls in the second row, Li Chun and the seven third rows, bowed three times to the tombstone. On the side of the convoy, more than two dozen black-clothed men stood on the side of the car and watched here, it was Shami's man, the fifth legion of the Gambino family.

Standing up straight, Zhang Xingming looked at the tombstone, turned his head and nodded to Mrs. Wang, who was standing on the side looking at him, and said, "Condolences, Mrs. Wang." ”

This is a kind old lady, surnamed Qiu, graduated from the old Shanghai St. John's University, before the liberation came to Bald Eagle to study John's literature at Wesley Girls' College, is the chairman of the Citi Performing Arts Center, after Wang Legend's death, the old lady concentrated on the charitable fund left by Mr. Wang.

She likes to play mahjong in her spare time, likes to hold a party during the Spring Festival in China, and has worked hard for the spread of mahjong culture in China all her life.

Wang Legend's tombstone was facing southwest, and Zhang Xingming turned his head to look over, and the hillside was full of tall trees. A few hundred meters in a straight line over there is the home where he and his wife have lived for most of their lives.

At the end of the ceremony, there was no banquet, and the people who came to see him off said goodbye and went home, Wang Lie asked his younger brother to accompany his mother home, and he got into Zhang Xingming's car and came to Lincoln Town. Actually, it's not far, a few kilometers away.

The Wang Lie brothers are actually natives of Lincoln Town. He can also speak Chinese, but it is Huhai dialect, Lao Wang and his wife are both from Huhai, both came to Boston in their teens, and it is not easy for the children of the two to speak Huhai dialect.

found a random café, Shami's people cleared the scene roughly, the boss took out a shotgun from under the bar, but softened in front of the word Gambino, Su Yan threw over a few dollars in time, and the boss recognized it. If this were not the case, it would be impossible to clear the field.

Wang Lie was a little uneasy. He is quite tall, and he looks like his mother, not as clear as Mr. Wang.

Zhang Xingming ordered coffee, and then put a document in front of Wang Lie, which was all the information from Wang Lie from childhood to adulthood and an equity resale agreement.

"In '86, I had already sent someone to contact your father, Mr. Wang, but unfortunately for some reason, the cooperation I expected could not be formed. And I watched you bring Wang An's company off the altar step by step, such a company that is strong in both capital and technology, you can bring him to the brink of bankruptcy, which is also a kind of ability.

How much is the market value of Wang An's company now? 100 million US dollars? It has shrunk nearly 60 times in three years, Wang Lie, you are indeed a talent, I can't understand how you made the decision to rob your own customers, don't you have a brain? Forget it, it doesn't make sense to say that. I want Wang An Company, all. You call a price. ”

Wang Lie's face turned red, his eyes were filled with unyielding anger, and he said: "Wang An's company will not fall, now we still have an annual income of more than one billion, as long as my new products are listed, the stock will rise back." ”