Chapter 359 Orange Z1 self-developed CPU architecture is released! Yes, we need a cook!
It was a December evening with a chilly wind and leaden clouds covering the sun.
Chen Yansen sat on the sofa in front of the window, looking at Building No. 6 diagonally opposite. The glass curtain wall of Pinbei’s headquarters was covered with various Christmas decorations, and a Christmas tree more than three meters high was placed at the door.
He knew in his heart that these people were not here to celebrate some bullshit Christmas, they just wanted to have some fun.
Although Pinbei does not force overtime, most employees still work overtime for three hours on weekdays, and even take a day off on the weekend to work another six hours.
There is no way. House prices have been on the rise since 2012. Young people are under too much pressure. They have to earn money to buy a house and save money for the bride price. How can they not work hard?
Therefore, during every festival, the administrative department would organize some activities for everyone to eat, drink, and draw prizes.
In addition, the tourism fund issued by the project every year is also discounted and deposited into bank cards.
The company didn't mention it, the employees didn't say anything, and everyone treated the 'travel fund' as an extra subsidy.
“Buzz buzz buzz——!”
The cell phone on the coffee table rang.
Chen Yansen stretched out his hand and a 64GB Orange C3 fell into his hand, and the caller ID showed "Lao Chen".
"Is the holiday coming soon?" Old Chen asked hesitantly after answering the phone.
"It's still early." Chen Yansen replied.
"How have you been lately?" Old Chen continued to ask dryly.
"Very well, how about you?" Chen Yansen smiled gently.
This is how he and Lao Chen get along, dry and boring. After a few words, they will hang up the phone tacitly.
"It's all pretty good. The county has set up inspection booths at the entrance of bookstores and residential communities. Normally, not even a fly dares to fly in front of me." Old Chen said tactfully.
"By the way, I won't go back during the New Year."
Chen Yansen suddenly said.
Chunshen’s local agricultural and sideline products achieved annual sales of more than 3 billion yuan through Pinbei’s 10 billion subsidy channel, creating employment for tens of thousands of people in the county.
Tang Lixin naturally did not dare to neglect him and served Chen Guobin comfortably.
Otherwise, once Chen Guobin leaves Chunshen, who knows whether Chen Yansen will still provide them with traffic support.
"Not coming back? Where are you spending the New Year?" Chen Guobin was stunned when he heard this and asked with a frown.
"Xucheng or Hucheng, I bought a few houses, and I can go wherever I want when the time comes."
Chen Yansen said casually.
He paused, then added: "Are you coming?"
"Forget it, I'll stay at home with your mother." Brother Bin shook his head. Although he was angry, he knew that Chen Yansen had a stubborn temper and it was useless to persuade him.
"Bring my mother along and let her see her son's new house." Chen Yansen said with a smile.
After hearing this, Chen Guobin's face suddenly showed an interested look. His son was indeed promising. If Huizhen were still alive, she would probably go to his house to take a look.
"Send me the address later." Chen Guobin said after pondering for a few seconds.
"I'll send a driver to pick you up." said Chen Yansen.
"I'll drive there myself." Chen Guobin disagreed.
"That big Jinbei of yours? It makes noise everywhere except the horn. Don't let my mother get hurt. Okay, I'll change your car. Mercedes-Benz, BMW or Rolls-Royce. You can choose."
Chen Yansen frowned slightly and retorted unhappily.
"I don't want it." Chen Guobin said with a straight face.
"I bought it for my mom. You're just a driver, do you understand?"
Chen Yansen lectured him bluntly.
Old Chen has a temper like that of a donkey. He has to beat someone up. I don’t know who he resembles?
"A BMW, but don't buy one that's too expensive! Your mom liked it more when she was young."
Chen Guobin was silent for dozens of seconds and spoke in a muffled voice.
"I understand. If you have nothing to do, you might as well find a wife. Otherwise, no one will take care of you when you get old. Let me be frank with you. When you get old, I will definitely throw you into a nursing home and let you fend for yourself."
Chen Yansen threatened.
"Bullshit! Do I need you to take care of me? Mind your own business." Chen Guobin cursed.
"Beep, beep, beep..." Chen Yansen hung up the phone immediately, too lazy to listen to Old Chen's nagging.
Then he sent a text message to Ye Qiuping, asking her to come to the office.
In less than three minutes, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Chen Yansen said softly.
Ye Qiuping pushed open the door, took small steps, and slowly walked in front of Mr. Chen.
A turtleneck sweater wrapped her upper body tightly, but it couldn't hide her amazing figure.
Ye Qiuping pulled up her trouser legs, deliberately revealing a piece of smooth white lace stockings.
"Are you going back to your hometown for the New Year?" Chen Yansen asked.
"I have no home." Ye Qiuping turned down the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, pretending to be sad.
"That's perfect. Come to my house during the New Year." Chen Yansen made the decision immediately.
"Go to your house?" Ye Qiuping raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and the joy on her face could not be hidden at all.
"Yes, we are in need of a cook. Don't worry, I will pay you." Chen Yansen said truthfully.
chef?
You want me to cook New Year's Eve dinner for you? Chen Yansen, you are a beast! Ye Qiuping was stunned for a moment and then reacted. She was so angry that her chest rose and fell violently, and her two rows of silver teeth were clenched.
"Unwilling?" Chen Yansen asked.
"With pleasure." Ye Qiuping responded aggrievedly.
"That's good. Go ahead and make a menu first."
Chen Yansen waved his hand, indicating that Ye Qiuping could leave.
"I prepared this peace fruit for you. I wish Mr. Chen a safe and smooth 2013."
Ye Qiuping hung her head, handed over a bright red apple, and uttered words of blessing in a bitter voice.
"Thank you."
Chen Yansen took the apple and smiled.
He just wanted to make trouble for Ye Qiuping, and he had to return all the tricks that she had played on him.
Ye Qiuping turned around and walked straight out of the office.
After a while, a smile appeared on his fair and beautiful face. At least, he liked the food I cooked.
Chen Yansen took a short break, returned to his desk, switched the computer interface to the assembler window, and then devoted himself to the design of the instruction set compiler.
As the end of the year approaches, the holding subsidiaries of Sunlink Capital are busy collating data for year-end reports.
Hundreds of kilometers away in Shenzhen, Cao Dahua and Zuo Hongyu sat facing each other, drinking tea and chatting.
"I can finally go back to Xucheng. Lao Zuo, do you think this is a glorious return?"
Cao Dahua said with a proud look on his face, sticking out his round belly.
It is not difficult to tell from his obviously shrunken belly how much energy he has spent on the daily operations of the Orange mobile phone factory over the past year.
Zuo Hongyu picked up a cup of hot tea, chuckled and said jokingly: "You don't even have the title of instructor of Xuyuan Entrepreneurship Park anymore, I'm afraid you can't enter the school, right?"
"Do you think I've been in Xuyuan for nothing for all these years? I'll just show my face."
Cao Dahua glanced at Zuo Hongyu and said indifferently.
After the Orange mobile phone factory got on track, he quit his job at Xuyuan to avoid causing trouble for Tang Qingshan and Chen Yansen.
"The production plan for Q1 and Q2 of 2013 has been completed, but the most accurate information on 2012 capacity, cost, quality and shipments will have to wait until New Year's Day."
Zuo Hongyu smiled, said nothing, and changed the subject.
"No problem, there's still time. It starts next Friday."
Cao Dahua hummed.
He never expected that the trajectory of his life in the second half of his life would be completely changed by a student.
The dream that he failed to fulfill when he was young was actually realized in his forties. The annual shipments of Orange mobile phones were about 49 million units, 12 million more than Shanxing, firmly occupying the first place in the sales list.
His nickname in Shenzhen's digital circle also changed from "Pujiehua" to "Babiehua".
Although some people mocked him behind his back for being a suck-up to powerful people and saying that he was just lucky, Cao Dahua didn't care at all.
After all, luck is also part of strength!
At the same time, Xiao Jun of AutoNavi Map, Zhang Yiming of Byte Technology, Pei Yi of Kuaipao, Cheng Weixing of Kuaidi Taxi, Hu Weiyi of Xingchi Technology, Qu Fang of Xingyin Technology and others are also busy preparing for their year-end reports.
The other side.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yansen got up from get off work, got into the driver's seat of an Aston Martin Rapide, and went to Master Ye's house to drink sweet soup.
In fact, the sugar water and other things are not important. The main thing is that he bought two new sets of Christmas-specific skins for Ye Qiuping. After these two days, the atmosphere will be gone.
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The next morning, Chen Yansen drove to the Science and Technology Park.
Afterwards, take the elevator to the top floor office.
As soon as I sat down, Pei Yi called.
"Boss, Liang Changlin is here to report." Pei Yi's tone was mixed with a hint of surprise.
"YaYa.com and DingDong Community were sold? Could he have found a buyer before coming to Xucheng?"
Chen Yansen was slightly surprised.
"It is said that Yaya.com was sold to Xueersi, and Dingdong Community was shut down." Pei Yi replied.
"This style of doing things is indeed vigorous and resolute. I'll leave this person to you. How well the business can be done depends entirely on your cooperation."
Chen Yansen explained casually.
"Okay, boss." Pei Yi replied.
By combining fresh fruits and vegetables with the forward warehouse model and utilizing the instant delivery capabilities of Kuaipao riders, Kuaipao's business categories can be continuously expanded, thereby improving profitability.
Form a business barrier with Meituan, Lashou and Dianping.
In short, the richer the categories of products sold on the platform, the wider the user groups it can cover. On the one hand, it can obtain more natural traffic, and on the other hand, it can improve user stickiness, retention and order density, thereby reducing the cost of each delivery.
"Let's talk next week when we meet."
Chen Yansen made it short.
Pei Yi immediately understood the meaning of Chen Yansen's words, took the initiative to exchange a few words of greeting, and then ended the call.
Chen Yansen turned on the computer and finished the final development work of the compiler.
Generally speaking, companies like Intel and ARM must first determine the usage scenarios for the instruction set before developing an instruction set and a supporting compiler, such as high-performance computing, mobile, embedded, AI acceleration, or the Internet of Things.
Different instruction sets have different requirements for power consumption limits, chip area costs, and compatibility.
The instruction set designed by Chen Yansen is more inclined towards mobile and embedded systems. It adopts a minimalist parallel instruction structure and can provide the ultimate energy efficiency ratio.
Since the reduced instruction set reduces the number of transistors in the processor core and the chip area is smaller, the mass production cost can be reduced.
Ten minutes later, he entered a string of characters and named it 'Orange Z1', or OZ1 for short.
With a long sigh, Chen Yansen leaned back. This period of time had tortured him a lot. Activating the [Planck Clock] talent for two or three seconds every day had almost drained his mental strength.
A few days ago, Lao Gao secretly gave me a bottle of medicinal wine, and insisted that it was a good thing made in the north, very nutritious!
Are you kidding? Does Mr. Chen need any supplements?
Chen Yansen refused on the spot.
"Mike, call Old Wu and ask him to come over here."
Chen Yansen brought up the dialog box and sent a message to the chief designer of Tiangong T100.
(End of this chapter)
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