Monday, June 18th.

On this day in 1984, it was an ordinary day. There were no merchants trying their best to calculate the meager income in consumers' pockets, and there was no big data. Nanyi's purchase of a "safety umbrella" at the convenience store next to the hotel yesterday was not recorded.

At eight o'clock, just after entering working hours, there was a knock on Nanyi's door, and someone delivered a piece of information.

The information was not very thick. As soon as he got it, Nan Yi started flipping through it with a pen, making circles and crosses on the information from time to time.

What Nan Yi has in hand is the resume information about semiconductor talents collected by Eagle Eye. It is not confidential information. It is all collected from public channels and can be obtained by anyone who is willing to work hard and spend money.

He didn't have time to read it before, so this time he went back to Xiangguan and took a look.

Turning through the pages, some of the names Nan Yi has heard of, some have not. If you have heard of them, read them quickly. If you have not heard of them, read your resume carefully.

Those who can leave a strong mark in the history of science and technology basically have real talent and practical knowledge, but it does not mean that there is no gold in those who are not famous. In addition to real talent and practical knowledge, luck is also very important for scientific and technological achievements.

The front part was all pure English information, but when I saw the later information mixed with Traditional Chinese and English, Nanyi saw a few familiar names - Zhang Zhongmou, Su Shanfeng, Li Sicheng, etc., a lot of them were from Taiwan.

"There is no treasure island, no semiconductor." Nan Yi couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Su Shanfeng in the information was only a fifteen-year-old girl, but she had already won the Westinghouse Science Award.

It’s no wonder that mainland semiconductor companies in later generations are filled with experts and technicians from Taiwan. There are really many semiconductor talents in Taiwan, and one generation after another, there is no generational break.

Nanyi continued to circle and cross, and it took him two hours to read the information. Most of them were crossed, and very few circles were drawn. Those who drew a cross meant that they could be angel investors if they started a business in the future, and those who drew a circle meant that they could try

recruit.

Nanyi has decided to enter the semiconductor field, directly invest in establishing its own semiconductor companies, and establish four companies at once - Amsterdam Windmill Company, Lijiapo Merlion Company, Beijing Huayi Company, and San Francisco Elk Company.

In later generations, there is always an argument that foreigners are too bad and blockade China's lithography machines and only sell us outdated ones. They also blame this behavior on the fact that Western countries do not want to see the rise of China and want to deal with it.

We suppress.

However, putting aside ideological arguments, standing from the perspective of a third party, and replacing each country with individual people will bring new ideas.

There is a group of people who get together to build a wooden house in the wilderness. Some of these people cut wood, some transport the wood, and some dig the foundation. Everyone participates in the labor and makes their own contribution.

After the wooden house is built, naturally, each of them has the right to live in the wooden house.

But at this time, Xiao Huang, who was building a nest on the opposite mountain, came over and said to the group of people: "I watched you build the wooden house. We are all from the global village. I want to live in it too. If you don't give it to me,

Stop, I will scold you. Humph, my little Huang can't do anything else. I have a lot of children, so I let them scold you every day, take turns, and change the scolding pattern."

In other fields, we still trade the market for technology. But when it comes to lithography machines, let alone contribution, we even paid attention to it decades later. In the development stage, we turned a blind eye and listened but did not hear it. Only in the harvest stage did we hear

Only with our voices do we want to participate in picking.

But why?

Nanyi wants Nan's semiconductor companies to participate in the project to promote the development of lithography machines at this time, become a member of the lithography machine family, communicate with each other, and always grasp the latest technology in the field of lithography machines.

And, we are always ready to start anew.

He also wanted to see if Nan's could realize chip-based brain chip biotechnology before he died.

In the future, intellectual property may become one of Nan's core industries.

You want to play Chopin's Nocturne to show off in front of a girl, but you can't play it?

It doesn't matter, connect to our brain mall, you can buy Piano Mastery directly or buy Nocturne Mastery separately. I recommend you buy Piano Mastery. We are currently having a "6·18" promotion with discounts.

What kind of discounts are you talking about? You think I'm a fool. The price last month was even cheaper than this. Huh, raise the price first and then discount. It's a good trick.

Damn it, how does the Amnesia Department work? How can this bastard still remember last month's price? It's malfeasance, malfeasance, I'm going to complain to my superiors.

Punishment, must be punished, punishment: the amnestic department is not allowed to have lubricating oil on it this month.

…

After reading the information, Nan Yi put it away and walked to Nan Ruobin, who had occupied the desk, "Dad is going out, can you get out?"

Nan Ruoping also folded the information on the table and said, "Go out, I'm going to Jiutou Mountain to see those pieces of land. Dad, would you like to have lunch together?"

"No, I have an appointment, you can handle it yourself."

"Well, then I'll have a picnic at Jiudu Mountain." Nan Ruoping nodded, put her bag on her back, and followed Nan Yi out.

In the parking lot, three cars go left and five cars go right.

Not long after the car drove out, I heard a shout: "Find a safe place to park."

Crunch, two seconds, the car stopped on the side of the road.

Nan Yi pressed the electric control button, and the five-centimeter-thick bulletproof glass immediately dropped down, and he came close to the window. He breathed in the fresh air and opened the car door. Nan Yi immediately got out of the car and stood on the roadside.

The school beauty also got out of the car quickly, blocking in front of Nan Yi, and explained with a blushing face: "Nansheng, I have been taking medicine these two days."

"Farts are human odor, so there's no reason not to let them go. It's okay, it's just that your women's farts stink more than men's. Say hello next time so I can be mentally prepared."

Nan Yi said, rubbing his eyes that were smoked by ammonia, and then took out his handkerchief and wiped them.

When I stuffed the handkerchief back into my pocket, my eyes unconsciously glanced down. When I glanced at it, I saw a cyan 10-yuan Hong Kong dollar wrapped in a ball of paper on the ground, with a red thread wrapped around the Hong Kong dollar.

Seeing this Hong Kong dollar, Nan Yi felt bad.

Without picking it up, he could roughly guess what words were written in the paper wrapped in Hong Kong dollars. If he picked this up, he must copy ten or more of them, wrap the Hong Kong dollars in the same way and throw them on the street outside. Otherwise, he would do the same.

Just so, so, so.

In his previous life, Nan Yi had picked up this thing a lot. It wasn't because he was unlucky that he saw it often, but he went to look for it specially.

He picked this up accidentally, and he worried about it for several days. He picked up the one with two cents wrapped around it. Two cents. How could a little kid get ten two cents and follow the same instructions?

He could only keep the paper roll on his body for several days... Finally he couldn't hold it back and bought a "fig" with the two cents. Well, it was so delicious.

Figs are delicious. Nan Yi, who is greedy and has no pocket money, has an idea and goes looking for them on the highway whenever he has time. Not to mention, he often gets a little harvest. The money he picks up is sent to the agency store of his elementary school.

, replaced by various delicious foods.

It was a happy time. I had snacks every day, and I could eat them in different ways, such as figs, a dime of melon seeds, and a few pieces of chicken shit candy.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After picking it up for about a week, Nanyi could no longer pick it up.

So he took out the last 2 cents he had not spent in his pocket, took out a pen and paper, and wrote on the paper: "Whoever picks this up, copy it a hundred times and wrap it in 2 cents."

Scatter the money on the plowing road and wait for someone who is destined to pick it up. If you don't follow it, you will die from a puncture in your intestines and a rotten stomach in seven or forty-nine days."

After writing, Nan Yi threw the scroll at the school gate, and then hid in the dark to observe, hoping that money would give birth to more money.

It's just a pity that Nan Yi's luck is very bad, or rather very good. The man who picked it up was braver than Nan Yi. He picked it up, opened it, took a look at the words on the paper, then took out the money and killed him directly.

Ben agency store.

In this way, Nan Yi died before he left the battlefield, which also prevented him from embarking on the path of crime.

After reminiscing, Nan Yi bent down and picked up the paper roll. Without looking at what was written on the paper, he took out the pen and looked to the left and right, and saw two children selling flags not far away.

"Kid, how can I sell the flag?" Nan Yi walked over and asked.

"Uncle, two yuan."

"oh."

Nan Yi stuffed ten Hong Kong dollars into the donation box and squatted down.

The kid selling flags took out a piece of sticky paper, peeled off the "flags" one after another and stuck them on Nan Yi's clothes. There were five flags in total.

The child who had glued the flag said to Nan Yi: "Thank you, uncle."

"You're welcome, who are you raising funds for?"

"Po Leung Kuk."

"Oh, be careful when crossing the road."

Nan Yi stood there, watching the two children go away.

After standing outside for a while and listening to two symphonies, Nan Yi returned to the car and ordered the car to continue driving.

After a while, they arrived at Harbor City, which had just been renovated and reopened. After getting off the bus, Nan Yi walked towards a woman standing at the gate.

"I have in my hand the secret decree left to me by my ancestor Qin Shihuang. As long as you support me with three thousand yuan, I can open the treasure house he left me. When I successfully restore the country in the future, I will make you the prime minister."
Chapter completed!