It was already four hours from the transfer to landing in San Francisco, and it was already daytime in the United States.
Then the two of them found a hotel to catch up on the jet lag.
Li Xiucheng reported to Su Xiaomeng that he was safe, and then fell asleep until he woke up from hunger in the afternoon.
After washing up, he called Zhao Xueyao to have something to eat. The two went to the embassy to recognize the door. After asking for some news, Li Xiucheng took a taxi with Zhao Xueyao and headed straight to Silicon Valley.
Since the 1970s, Silicon Valley has entered a period of vigorous development. In just a dozen years, it has developed into a prosperous metropolis.
No other leading coastal city in the country can compare with the densely packed factories, jagged corporate buildings, and intertwined roads like spider webs.
Zhao Xueyao, who had always been arrogant, lost her composure. Along the way, she was dazzled by the sights and sighed: "It's so prosperous here!"
"It's prosperous, but not to the extreme!"
He had obviously been there many times in his previous life, but Li Xiucheng also felt like he couldn't turn his eyes away.
He is well aware of the horrors of Silicon Valley. It is home to countless large and small electronic industry companies, attracting countless semiconductor integrated circuit and electronic computer technical talents, integrating science, technology, and production, and becoming the world's advanced science and technology research and development mecca.
In just twenty or thirty years, countless behemoths were born here.
Such as Google, Facebook, Apple, Cisco, Nvidia...
And the owner of the not-so-majestic building in front of it, Intel Corporation.
Today's Intel does not have the world-dominating momentum it did in later generations, and its headquarters looks ordinary among the surrounding buildings.
"Hello, what do you want?"
Entering the hall, a blonde stopped the two of them.
Li Xiucheng smiled: "Let's find Mr. Yin Zhirao!"
"Okay, please wait a moment and I'll notify you."
"Thanks."
The blonde picked up the phone and dialed the internal number, while Li Xiucheng and Zhao Xueyao visited the surrounding photo walls.
Suddenly, Zhao Xueyao pointed to the brief history marked on a picture and said: "This company was founded in 1968. I was still studying at that time, so early!"
"It's quite early!" Li Xiucheng said in an incomprehensible tone: "But they started to change the world in 1971."
"Change the world? How is it possible!"
Zhao Xueyao opened her small mouth with a look of disbelief on her face. She really couldn't see what was different about the company in front of her. How could it possibly change the world?
"It's normal that you don't understand!" Li Xiucheng did not explain.
The world's first microprocessor was born in Intel in 1971. The birth of the microprocessor not only changed the future of the company, but also had a profound impact on the development of the entire industry.
No one expected the computer and Internet revolution brought about by microprocessors. Only those who have experienced it personally can understand how huge the earth-shaking changes are.
It was so big that he couldn't describe it in words.
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded from behind.
"Actually, I'm also interested in this issue!"
The two turned around and saw a middle-aged man with black-rimmed eyes, a suit and an elegant face standing two or three meters away.
Seeing the two of them looking at him, Yin Zhirao smiled and said: "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop! I just heard that you were looking for me, so I happened to come over, so..."
As he spoke, he spread his hands to show his innocence.
"Mr. Yin is too worried. I just said it casually. It's not a secret." Li Xiucheng smiled slightly, but he couldn't hide his excitement. This is the person he is looking for, the leader of Micro Semiconductor in his previous life.
The man who started from scratch with a group of returnees, and in just a dozen years, brought domestic etching technology to a world-class level!
"It's a pleasure to hear the native language here, but this is the first time I've met a Chinese who can say that Intel can change the world." Yin Zhirao was really curious, "Let's go out and talk."
The three of them walked outside. Li Xiucheng took out a letter of introduction to him, and then introduced himself: "Mr. Yin, my name is Li Xiucheng, and this is Ms. Zhao Xueyao. We made a special trip from Xingrong City to invite you back to China!"
Looking at the familiar paper and text in his hand, Yin Zhirao's eyes warmed slightly: "You really invited me specifically?"
"Yes!" Li Xiucheng nodded in confirmation with great seriousness.
Yin Zhirao was stunned. It had been 8 years since he studied abroad and he had never gone back. He really didn't expect that someone would come specifically to come back to his country.
Thinking of his hometown, Yin Zhirao hesitated and said: "Thank you very much for still remembering me, but I am living a good life now. Here I can learn new technologies and do the research I like to do.
What can I do if I go back? As you all know about the situation in China, there are no jobs suitable for me at all! "
These words seemed to be a rejection, but Li Xiucheng heard the hesitation in his words and immediately became energetic.
If you don’t refuse outright, there is a way!
Li Xiucheng smiled confidently, "Aren't you curious why I said Intel has changed the world? Because microprocessors are realizing Toffler's predictions one by one."
Yin Zhirao and Zhao Xueyao were stunned for a moment, and then both looked surprised.
'In the past, people studied the past to illuminate the present, but I will turn the mirror of time, study the future, and see clearly today. '
Both of them knew about Toffler's "Future Shock" and had read "The Third Wave". When they thought about Li Xiucheng's words just now, they were silent for a moment!
Will big changes really happen in the future?
And will it start from the company behind you?
Being in it, Yin Zhirao felt the deepest and was the first to come to his senses. He looked at Li Xiucheng with surprise. It was really rare for this man in his twenties to have such a profound understanding and view of computers.
Li Xiucheng met his gaze and said with a smile: "Mr. Yin has lived in the United States for a long time. I'm afraid he doesn't know that the thinking of the people in the country has changed and is no longer as dark and conservative as before. Both the country and the people are working hard to develop the economy and catch up with developed countries.
It is precisely because we are so poor in semiconductors and precision technology that we must catch up.
We will never miss this third wave, even if we have to start from scratch!
Chip manufacturing technology is the core technology. This time we came with a mission, inviting Mr. Yin and people with lofty ideals to return to China to develop chip manufacturing technology, and at the same time purchase a batch of equipment for the development of etching equipment.
Please ask Mr. Yin to help check this! "
Li Xiucheng's voice was calm, but his eyes were extremely firm, and there were deep emotions hidden in his words.
Yin Zhirao's blood surged in his chest when he heard that, and he finally resisted the urge to agree, "I can help with the equipment, but I have to think about returning to China." After saying this, he seemed to be afraid that Li Xiucheng would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained. He said: “It’s not that I don’t want to return to China, it’s because I feel like I haven’t learned enough now.
Foreign technology is developing too fast, and there are a lot of relevant technical talents. I have only learned a little bit, and I am afraid that I will not be able to shoulder this burden when I go back. "
