"No matter what you think, I hope Mr. Qiu can get to know me first." Zhou Shuo waved, and Dongfang Ke quickly took out a stack of documents from his bag.

"This is an agreement signed between Microsoft and I on X keyboard OEM, which can provide me with more than one million US dollars a month." Zhou Shuo took out a document and placed it on the coffee table in front of Qiu Jun.

"This is the equity structure of Xinke Computer Technology Co., Ltd., Japan's SoftBank Group has just injected $10 million into it to obtain 32% of its shares. This is Xinke Computer's profit statement last month, from the US branch and the Japanese branch respectively. This is the qualification documents and industrial and commercial registration certificate of Xicheng Huaguang Factory, with a registered capital of 36 million."

Zhou Shuo covered up the coffee table one by one with his documents until he had only the last document left in his hand.

"This!" Zhou Shuo opened the document solemnly, and gave Qiu Jun a closer look, saying: "It is the equity document of Beijing Menghai Microelectronics Design Center. I own 60% of the shares. Its shareholders include Academician Tu Anbei of the Academy of Engineering, Fudan University Integrated Circuit Laboratory and Dream Group. I said this not to show off how much wealth I have, but to prove to you that the Fanhan Group I founded is not a small countryside enterprise. The Fanhan Group has the ability and also has this wish to support Mr. Qiu in completing the development of the new version of WPS."

"But why is this?" Qiu Jun didn't understand why, and seemed to be a little moved by Zhou Shuo, saying: "The WPS project does not have a clear profit prospect. Even if the production is completed, the domestic copyright awareness is weak, and it may not necessarily be able to recover the cost."

Qiu Jun said this well. WPS can generate tens of millions of profits in Hong Kong Kingsco. It has a background of the times. On the one hand, the main users of WPS at that time were enterprises and institutions, and they were neither short of money nor wanted to cause trouble. Those who could spend tens of thousands of yuan to buy a computer were not even more than two thousand yuan to buy a genuine software. On the other hand, the pirated market has not yet formed, and the pirated software was not spread smoothly, and they could not buy it even if they wanted to.

However, after the 1990s, computers were rapidly popularized in China. They were no longer limited to enterprises, institutions and colleges. The pirated market gradually developed, and the national crackdown was insufficient, so it inevitably became widespread. Under such a background, whether WPS could continue to create miracles is something that no one could be sure of. This was not Qiu Jun’s own evaluation, but the view of the entire society at that time. Otherwise, he would not have developed WPS and was poor to sell villas later, and no one was willing to raise funds for him.

Zhou Shuo saw his voice relaxed. He felt encouraged and continued to say: "I am frank, everyone in the Chinese market is too eager for quick success. In my opinion, the value of a software lies not only in how many functions it can achieve, but also in how many users it has mastered. Think about it, why can Intel dominate the desktop processor market? Because it promotes the most powerful market. The entire desktop computer system is built around it. Why can Microsoft become the overlord of the operating system? Because there are the most users on DOS and Windows, and applications and data files are used as platforms. This is the case in the entire IT industry. Only products with huge users can have the future."

Zhou Shuo stood up and said excitedly: "WPS has a deep user base in China. Even if the new version does not make money, it is worth it to lose two to three generations. As long as it can block foreign typesetting software from the country, it can develop a larger user team. When China's economy develops, this is the greatest wealth!"

Qiu Jun pondered for a moment and couldn't help but nod. What Zhou Shuo said was that evidence can be found in the history of foreign software development. Especially Microsoft's living examples are there. In the application software industry, there are too many things that have to grit your teeth if you lose money.

He was also a little excited and asked curiously: "So. Mr. Zhou, do you hope to develop in the field of application software?"

Zhou Shuo looked at him with a strange expression, but he was no longer as excited as before, and gradually became silent. He moved his mouth, but no sound came out, as if he was hesitating whether to reveal his own thoughts.

He hesitated for a while, then hesitated: "The application software field must develop, but my wish is more than that. I hope that my cooperation with Mr. Qiu can be open and honest. Then there is no need to hide my ideas."

Zhou Shuo sat back on the sofa, feeling nervous as if praying that God could bring miracles.

"I hope Mr. Qiu won't make me laugh at me for being whimsical. My real purpose is to enter the operating system market."

Qiu Jun was silent when he heard this. Everyone made software. Of course, he understood how difficult the operating system was and how difficult it was. Especially with Microsoft, if you want to surpass DOS and Windows systems, you have to bypass the entire current operating system patent system. Even if you can really develop an operating system with completely independent intellectual property rights, can you compete with Microsoft? Of course no, you still have to have enough application software, huge data accumulation, and a loyal user base...

This is not a simple competition between two operating systems, but a confrontation between the two platforms, and even a challenge to the entire computer technology system dominated by the West.

"I accept your invitation." Qiu Jun said calmly after thinking carefully.

Zhou Shuo's mouth unconsciously raised, he swallowed, and nodded with a smile: "I knew that Mr. Qiu would definitely have the same dream as me."

Qiu Jun is only 31 years old this year, and he is not too young. He was originally at the age of thirty years old, but he is still struggling. Although life is so hard, he, like Zhou Shuo, is an idealist. They have common ambitions or similar tempers.

Zhou Shuo came early. If he came two months later, Qiu Jun would be recruited by Microsoft first. But thankfully, Qiu Bojun did not accept Microsoft's invitation in history. He gave two reasons. One is that Microsoft's attitude is more arrogant, as if you want you to work to look down on you. The other is that Qiu Jun is a banner in the Chinese software industry, and he feels that he cannot fall into the hands of foreigners.

This is the microcosm of Qiu Jun, a "stinky and hard" Chinese first-generation programmer.

Programmers in that era were still programmers, not "coders". They had ideals, persistence, and consciously carried the hope of the nation, and were eager to defeat competitors of foreign companies in the Chinese market. They could start companies and achieve their careers and dreams with their own source programs like martial arts secrets. It can be said that since their birth, this generation of programmers was destined to confront foreign companies. The Chinese market is only part of foreign companies, and it doesn't hurt whether they can stand firm or not. But for them, they must succeed. If they fail, there is Zhongguancun behind them.

Tang Jun felt completely different when recruiting Qiu Jun and recruiting Niu Xing. The latter Zhou Shuo did not have any awareness of facing celebrities. In essence, they were more businessmen than engineers. However, Zhou Shuo felt that he was a person who was a real comrade.

"Welcome, Qiu Jun." Zhou Shuo stretched out his hand and held it tightly with him.

Qiu Jun delayed in Zhuhai for two days, completed the procedures for the equity conversion of Baoshan Software Company, and then disposed of all the assets here.

After that, he and his development team flew directly to Fengtian, then changed to train to Xiucheng. From the warm southern country like spring, they suddenly arrived at the northern country with ice and snow. Qiu Jun and his team did not feel uncomfortable.

Qiujun is actually from Hebei. Although winter is not as cold as Northeast, it is still in the north. As for the rest of the team, none of them are local to Zhuhai. The IT industry has a lot of talent mobility, and no company is from all over the world, and those who are not adaptable have long been eliminated.

A group of people got off the train with white breath. Zhou Shuo, who had been waiting on the platform for a long time, rushed over. Not only did he come by himself, but he was also followed by a group of people. Mu Yi was the one who led the lead, and behind him were the backbone of the original sixty-four software laboratories.

Zhou Shuo greeted him, and everyone rushed forward to help carry their luggage and get things, and helped them one-on-one to get home.

"Principal Zhou is so enthusiastic!" Qiu Jun stretched out his hand and held it with Zhou Shuo, and said embarrassedly.

After being in contact for a long time, Qiu Jun knew that Zhou Shuo liked others to call him "principal", so he became accustomed to the local customs.

"If I hadn't gotten away from anything, I would have wanted to go to Fengtian to welcome you. I'm so eager to see you!"

Zhou Shuo led the way and led a group of people out of the train station. The small convoy of Fanhan Group was dispatched, and Zhou Shuo's Cherokee took the lead, two Audis and four Santanners, and picked Qiu Jun and his group away in a mighty manner.

Before he could walk far from the train station, the convoy drove into a courtyard with a name removed. The courtyard occupied a considerable area and revealed a bookish atmosphere that only scientific research institutions could find. Zhou Shuo held the car steady and jumped out of the car. The small car behind him also stopped one after another with Cherokee, and Qiu Jun and the others in the development team looked around strangely.

"This place is our office space for the time being. Please live here first. If you have any problems in life, you can tell me and I will definitely help you solve them." Zhou Shuo pointed to Huang Shi who was rushing over and said, "This is Huang Shi, the director of the Sixty-fourth Institute of the Original Embroidery City, and now he is the director of the Fanhan Research Institute of the Fanhan Group. Your work and life will be arranged by Director Huang."

After a few days of sight, Huangshi seemed to have become younger. She looked radiant and never recovered from the old age and depressedness.
Chapter completed!