He ran off grumbling.
But Xu Jiaguo knew that the matter was not over.
On the contrary, things are just beginning.
Nobita was overwhelmed with work and couldn't get Xu Jiaguo to drop the lawsuit. This meant that Toyota had to respond to the lawsuit in the United States.
He doesn't have time to bother Xu Jiaguo right now; he needs to take his men back to China. As for what's happening here...
With a gloomy expression, Nobita instructed his men to take back all those shops and stop selling motorcycles to the factory.
This matter is far more complex than it seems.
Across the ocean.
Wang An looked at Wang Shouren with great interest.
He didn't know what his fellow countryman from China wanted to see him for, but that didn't stop him from appreciating Wang Shouren and Wang An, who didn't meet just anyone.
To be honest, in the 21st century, companies that make operating systems like WPS would be considered behemoths, like Microsoft and IBM. But in 1984, these kinds of companies were just starting out, or rather, only people in the industry knew of their existence.
Not all businesses need to use computers.
The reason IBM couldn't take action against Wang An's company was because of the existence of the Antitrust Law.
In the eyes of the US high-level officials, the fierce battle between these two companies was nothing more than children playing house.
In Wang An's eyes, Wang Shouren's ability to sell motorcycles to the United States was a remarkable achievement.
He was well aware that China's current technological level was far behind that of the United States. Therefore, he was very interested in this fellow countryman.
Wang Shouren was also sizing up this bigwig who would later almost destroy Microsoft. Wang An was born in 2020, and today he is 68 years old. His hairline is receding and his hair is covered with a layer of white. Next to him is his son Wang Lie, who wears glasses and looks quite like a bookworm.
"Mr. Wang, the main reason I'm here today is to discuss cooperation with you." Wang Shouren didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.
"Cooperation?" Wang An asked with some doubt. "Our company and your car company have some connections, but they're not very significant, are they?"
"It's not about cooperation on motorcycles, but about cooperation on computers." Wang Shouren smiled slightly, took out a pack of cigarettes without a cover from his pocket, and handed it over.
Wang An's eyes lit up. This kind of cigarette was only available in China; he couldn't even find it in the United States.
He had been craving this taste for a long time.
He took the cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled, "To be honest, it's been a long time since I've smoked a cigarette from my homeland. Thanks for bringing it. However, I still don't quite understand what you mean. As I'm guessing, people in China aren't quite at the point of using computers yet, are they?"
"There are some places where it is being used, but what I want to talk to you about is the future."
"In the future?" Wang An smiled slightly. "So, you also have your own insights on computers?"
"Yes, actually, I'm more optimistic about personal computers..."
Upon hearing Wang Shouren's words, Wang An frowned slightly.
In fact, Wang An also possessed his own arrogance, a kind of academic arrogance. He believed that ordinary people couldn't handle computers, so he looked down on Apple when it was developing personal computers. By the time the personal computer era truly arrived in the 1990s, it was too late for him to get involved. First, his health deteriorated. Second, his son couldn't support his company. Ultimately, his company collapsed.
All that's left is WPS, which everyone knows.
Therefore, Wang Shouren did not want this to happen.
After a series of conversations.
The more Wang An talked, the more alarmed he became.
This person elaborated on various possibilities for the future, and when he said that personal computers might be the mainstream in the future, he no longer questioned it as much as before. Indeed, as time goes by and computers are upgraded, their performance will inevitably improve in various aspects. If, by then, everyone has a computer, or if computers become cheap enough, it's not impossible.
This also allowed Wang An's thinking to shift from office use to personal use.
"Perhaps your understanding is correct, but as things stand, I don't think that such a situation will occur in just a few decades."
This is a prediction of the future, but Wang An is not stupid. He is 64 years old, and judging from the current situation, it will take a long time before it can be applied to personal computers.
Is this fellow villager in front of me making empty promises?
“I think the development of this world may have exceeded your expectations. However, before that, perhaps we can cooperate on some projects first.” Wang Shouren smiled and said, “I have a laboratory in China that specializes in chip research. Currently, our research on lithography machines is already at a leading level. Perhaps we can cooperate on some projects.”
"Are you sure?" Wang An narrowed his eyes slightly.
Chip research is not just talk.
"Yes, but there are still some problems in chip design. We have too few talents, which is why I plan to cooperate with you."
"Talented?"
Wang An understood.
Wang An, with his technical background, was extremely focused on talent development. Even when his company collapsed in the 1990s, he provided a significant pool of talent to similar companies. His talent pool was the envy of even Microsoft and IBM.
His network of connections was also telling Wang Shouren that this was a good opportunity.
"Then what benefit would I get?"
Since it's business, there are business negotiation methods.
Wang Shouren smiled; this exchange could be considered a success.
Finally, the two sides tacitly reached a deal.
As for the details of the transaction, only the two parties truly know. For a long time to come, it became a thorn in the side for Microsoft and IBM. They didn't know why Wang An's computers could compete with them to such an extent.
Even though they had already reduced costs to that extent, Wang An still wouldn't let them off the hook.
Xu Weiwei had just gotten up when she left Wang An's office and returned home.
Upon seeing Wang Shouren, her face flushed slightly, yet also paled.
Lou Xiao'e walked over and whispered a few words in Xu Weiwei's ear. Xu Weiwei hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then turned and went upstairs.
"You've done something naughty again?"
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