Currently, China only has a local area network supported by 30 routers. International connectivity is still a concept.
"Beyond the Great Wall, we can reach every corner of the world."
This was the first email in China. It was easy to say, but it was not easy to execute. Because it was not connected to the international Internet, the cost of renting a channel for sending emails was very high. Every 1K of data cost more than 6 yuan. Every email sent and received would cost hundreds or even thousands of yuan. Moreover, the Americans could cut off the email forwarding service to China and the connection to the international computer network at any time.
Feng Yu had wanted to spend money on public relations to connect the internet to China earlier. But he was afraid that it would backfire. In the end, he gave up on this idea.
However, he had already done a lot of work related to the Internet. As long as it was a company that was related to computers, he would invest money. If he could acquire it, he would acquire it. If he could, he would invest.
As for whether he will make money or lose money in the future, he does not know. Other than Microsoft, IBM, and Oracle, he could not remember many other companies. He could only cast his net and focus on catching the fish.
For example, Mosaic, a failed company, was fully acquired by Feng Yu. The only change he made was to appoint Mark Andrewson, who was the company's researcher, as the CEO. He does not know if there will be another Netscape company.
Microsystems, AT&T, IBM, and Microsoft, Feng Yu owns less than 5% of the shares. These companies were all under the name of Yuan Da Investment Group.
Feng Yu had never thought of acquiring these companies. These companies were like General Motors. They were all strategic companies in the US. It would be a miracle if he could acquire them. The planes in the sky, aircraft carriers, submarines, and banking systems were all owned by these companies. Why would a foreigner want to acquire these companies?
The US government will surely want to talk to you about your life and ideals.
Feng Yu can go to Apple, but he will never touch Microsoft!
From this aspect, Bill Gates was much greater than Boss Qiao Fei. The world can go without Apple, but it cannot go without Microsoft.
Microsoft had truly changed the world. They had planted their roots in the modern industrial system.
"Director Wu asked me to ask for your opinion." Liu Lianxiang finally got to the point.
"State Assets Supervision and Administration?" Li He only remembered one Director Wu from the Ministry of Finance.
"Yes." Liu Lianxiang nodded. "This is what the Computer Research Institute and the Ministry of Finance want."
Li He asked, "What did Minister Wang say?"
"I was talking to Director Wu." Li He really wanted to roll his eyes at Li Lenovo!
Do you think I'm you?
Is Minister Wang someone I can see whenever I want!?
"How much did the Ministry of Finance offer?" Li He did not feel disgusted. A company that was constantly growing would usually need 4-5 rounds of financing before it could be listed. Who wouldn't invest? Not to mention the Ministry of Finance.
He had even less reason to object.
"Fifty million."
Li He asked, "Based on the current situation of the new computer company, how much do I have left? I have original capital and technology here. "
The Technical Unit mainly consisted of the former Soviet Union experts that were sent over.
Liu Lian thought, "Don't worry, Teacher Li. We definitely won't let you suffer a loss. We will have a complete asset evaluation and then determine the equity premium. Director Wu also expressed this intention, so he asked me to communicate with you first. "
"I have no objections. You can contact Mr. Pan Youlin."
Li He knew that he would definitely not suffer a loss. Moreover, the new computer company's performance was good. It was normal for the valuation to double from the previous round of price.
Although there would be dilution of shares, dilution was not necessarily a bad thing. Raising funds, finding a strong backer, and making the company bigger and stronger. If they could do this, dilution of shares would be very worthwhile.
The continued increase in the company's market value would bring far more benefits than the small amount of shares that were sold.
In other words, giving up a small piece of the cake in exchange for the whole cake to become bigger step by step.
Yang Yong called Li He to ask if he wanted to participate in the BMW's supporting project bidding.
Li He calculated the time. The first priority was to send his parents and children to Hong Kong. He could only see if he could make it back in time.
Old Man Zhu's memorial service was arranged at Babaoshan. Wreaths were lined up from the inside to the outside, so much so that the wreaths that Li He bought were almost out of place.
The people who came to say their goodbyes also lined up hundreds of meters long. Li He and Ding Shiping could only stand at the end of the line.
A huge photo of Old Man Zhu was hanging in the East Auditorium. His eyes were squinted, and his smile was not solemn, but a little sneaky.
It was probably the leader of Old Man Zhu's unit. On the stage, he gave Old Man Zhu a series of titles: Famous Master of Chinese Studies, Calligrapher, Cultural Relic Appraiser, Poet, Classical Philologist … Then, he read the elegiac couplets, poems, eulogy, telegrams of condolence, and expressed his gratitude on behalf of the family.
Li He only knew Old Man Zhu's full name now.
The sudden mourning music made him a little breathless.
The large chimney of the cremator released thick black smoke, accompanied by a strange smell, which made him unable to continue smoking. When he heard the people next to him say that they were going to Wan An Cemetery, Li He remembered something.
He said to Ding Shiping, "Go and see where Zhu Weiqi is!"
Ding Shiping found Zhu Weiqi, who was dispirited and had swollen eyes.
Zhu Weiqi drooped his hair and said, "Brother Li, thank you for coming."
Li He did not bother with pleasantries and asked bluntly, "What do they mean by going to Wan An Cemetery?"
Old Man Zhu's last words were to send his ashes back to his hometown.
"My dad doesn't agree." Zhu Weiqi lowered his head even more.
"Why?"
Zhu Weiqi said, "They said they don't have time."
Li He frowned and asked, "You don't have time too?"
"They won't be happy even if I send them back." Zhu Weiqi suddenly cried and whimpered, "Brother Li, I'm so useless."
"Come with me." Li He glanced at Monk Pu, who was resting with his eyes closed in the distance, and Shou Shan, who was bored to death, was sitting next to him.
Monk Pu closed his eyes and twirled his Buddhist beads, obviously unwilling to respond to people who came to talk to him. He could only pretend not to see them, so that people would not talk to him.
After hearing Li He's voice, he opened his eyes and smiled. "I was wondering if you didn't come."
Li He said, "There are so many people, I can't squeeze through."
Shou Shan said, "I'd be happy if I could have such glory after I die."
But no one responded to him.
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