According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.
...The city hotel was quite helpless because Xing Baohua set up a barbecue stall at the entrance, which really made its image look bad.
They dared not complain and even sent chefs and waiters to serve them.
The director who came with the motorcycle was named Bria.
While sipping beer and listening to the audio tapes Xing Baohua had brought over, I was immediately drawn to Zou Wenjuan's English album.
It's even said that if this girl were in America, she would be famous.
Xing Baohua leaned over to say thank you as well, and told the director of Buria that this was an artist from another company of his.
The two struck up a conversation and started talking about music and other things. They ate skewers and drank draft beer.
Xing Baohua started to mention his chip plan, saying, "It's not like I'm not going to pay for it, so what are you afraid of?"
Didn't you see that Grumman sold its heavy machinery for a medium price?
Besides, the products are several generations apart.
A $1 patent royalty fee, and then I'll invest hundreds of millions to buy your production lines? You're still not comfortable with that, are you? Let's stick to the same suggestion from earlier today: let's jointly establish a wafer fab, a joint venture between the two or more parties. You keep the technology; I only need the chips produced.
Finally, Xing Baohua beckoned Henry, the technical director of the motorcycle company, to come over. He then took out the graphics card chip that he had given to Uncle Qiao.
The blueprints were placed on the table, and the group gathered around to examine them. Xing Baohua said, "This is my latest self-developed graphics card chip. It can bypass the CPU and execute image, video, and other files independently without consuming CPU power. It's a pity that no one is helping me manufacture it."
After reading it, Henry smiled and said, "We can help you produce it."
"In the Great America? Forget it! The cost is too high."
"You'll need this for your next computer production project?" Nim asked.
"First-generation computers don't work, but second-generation computers do. I need time to debug them. I also need to hire professional software engineers to help me develop specialized software."
“I hope you succeed, kid. But buying professional equipment... I'm sorry, that's too difficult. We can't guarantee those idiots in Congress will agree. The profits from weapons are huge; they can hire several lobbying teams for public relations. But we motorcycles are very rigid,” Bria said.
“Alright! My bottom line is that we'll jointly establish a wafer fab, and you'll control the technology. You'll help me produce all the chips I need,” Xing Baohua said.
“This difficulty…” Bria was about to speak when Xing Baohua rudely interrupted him, saying, “It’s not that I lack the European and American markets, it’s that you’re missing out on a year’s worth of earnings.”
Then Xing Baohua chuckled softly and continued, "I currently know that NEC, Samsung, Philips, Ericsson, and Nokia are developing two-way pagers. To avoid your two-way pager system, they are preparing to bypass it and develop another paging system, and they have already consulted me about the patents I have developed."
Xing Baohua was just trying to scare the motorcycle company into speeding up. As for lobbying, that depends on whether the motorcycle company's board of directors wants to make money from it.
Xing Baohua also cited several examples of major projects in the United States and our country. Although few of them were successful, they could at least entice motorcycle enthusiasts!
The F-14's tail fin is painted with the Type 81 (or Type 81) insignia. What does this mean? It means Grumman really wants to sell it to us.
You motorcycle riders are afraid of this and that, you won't make any money.
Xing Baohua's sarcastic remarks left the group of foreigners to think for themselves before he patted his behind and went home.
In the fourth round of talks, Xing Baohua proposed a betting scheme: if Motorola established a joint venture wafer fab in mainland China, Xing Baohua would collect a $1 patent royalty on the two-way pagers that Motorola produced in their home country.
If Motorola fails to establish a joint venture wafer fab in mainland China, Xing Baohua will charge Motorola a patent royalty of $15.
The deadline was within one year, which was the end of 1986 in the Gregorian calendar. Motorcycles had to break ground and build a factory in China, otherwise they would be held liable for patent fees and breach of contract.
At the same time, both parties signed a memorandum stipulating that, in order to ensure the maximum benefit of both parties in using the two-way pager, neither party may transfer the patent usage rights. If either party wishes to transfer the usage rights to a third party, both parties must reach an agreement.
Once this betting agreement is signed, Motorola can start producing pagers in their home country right now.
If a joint venture wafer fab cannot be established in China within a year, no matter how many pagers are produced, the cost will be multiplied by $15.
For a large, well-established company like Motorola, producing a few million pagers a year is quite common. If they were operating at full capacity, producing over ten million wouldn't be a problem either.
The motorcyclist did not sign on the spot and temporarily left with Xing Baohua's betting agreement.
This is something they need to discuss and report back to headquarters so that the leaders there can make a decision.
Now their professional analysis team has begun analyzing Xing Baohua's proposal.
In any case, setting up a factory in China reduces the cost of electrical components and chips, and there are already buyers, including super-large customers.
After several analyses of the joint venture factory construction, it was determined that all investment could be recovered within three years, with annual profits reaching hundreds of millions.
This aligns with the essence of spending less money and making more money.
After thorough analysis, headquarters responded that a contract could be signed.
Motorola's board members and executives were also envious of the high profits. Previously, it was the chip factory's profits; the pager market alone had a value of billions to tens of billions of dollars annually.
The fifth meeting finally culminated in a signing ceremony held in the city auditorium, which was attended by the city's top leaders.
This matter was even reported on CCTV for a few seconds.
A close-up of Xing Baohua took up more than a second.
The rest is up to the motorcycle company to do; it's none of Xing Baohua's business.
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