The crowd behind him applauded Xing Baohua.
Xing Baohua left his chief secretary's contact information, telling Director Zhang to contact him anytime.
The donation of funds for the stadium and library is substantial and must be used specifically for repayment. A dedicated team needs to be formed by drawing personnel from various departments to handle this matter.
That's all Xing Baohua can do. Using money to specifically promote a certain project is essentially buying into expectations. In reality, it's more about satisfying someone's hobbies.
Does Wei Laisong need to achieve results in a particular sport?
No, it's just his hobby.
Wei Laisong, who was in his office, smiled slightly when he heard what Xing Baohua had said after he left.
For a company of Xing Baohua's caliber, if it only makes money and doesn't do anything for society, what should it do?
In a year or two, they'll have to be forced to back down, whether they want to or not.
After returning to the High-Tech Zone from the stadium, Xing Baohua did not go directly back to Dami Technology, but instead went to the factory jointly invested in by Samsung.
I visited the production line, the chip fabrication process, and even went to the design department.
Currently, Samsung only produces memory chips with a maximum capacity of 32k. Moreover, the production volume of such chips is very low, and due to the limited manufacturing process and stringent requirements for chip selection, the yield rate is also low.
The production line is producing relatively mature 16k memory chips, yet the yield rate is still only 73%.
This memory is primarily used in tablets and laptops.
If it's a desktop computer, a single memory circuit board wouldn't use this type of memory. Instead, it would use cheaper 1k memory chips, filling the entire circuit board to meet the requirements of 8k or 16k memory.
It's rare to use just one memory module.
Xing Baohua, who had just come out of the laboratory, saw Jin Canshan, the factory manager sent by Samsung, seeing someone off.
At first, Xing Baohua didn't care, but when she saw the person who was seeing her off, she put something in Jin Canshan's pocket before he got into the car.
This made Xing Baohua narrow his eyes.
After everyone left, Xing Baohua waved to Jin Canshan, beckoning him over.
To be honest, this Factory Director Jin is just a high-level employee, while Xing Baohua is the major shareholder.
The two men were vastly different in status, but Director Kim didn't see it that way. In his eyes, Xing Baohua was just a shareholder, and in the face of a behemoth like Samsung, even as a shareholder, Xing Baohua had to abide by Samsung's intentions.
Of course, this factory manager also felt that he was superior and that shareholders should receive dividends instead of interfering in the company's affairs.
He has rarely seen Xing Baohua since he came here, nor has he seen Xing Baohua meddle in other people's business.
Being polite to Xing Baohua on the surface is a sign of respect for shareholders, but they don't really see it that way in their hearts.
Upon being greeted by Xing Baohua, the man reluctantly walked to Xing Baohua's side.
Xing Baohua asked Jin Canshan, "Who was that? I saw him give you something. What was it?"
"That's a client. It's not Director Xing's business whether I exchange gifts with clients or not," Jin Canshan said, initially respectful, but his expression darkened when Xing Baohua asked what he had received. Could he possibly say what that was?
"What kind of clients do I, as a shareholder, have the right to know?" Xing Baohua wouldn't give a worker a friendly look, asking directly and domineeringly.
"Yes, it's Lenovo."
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