Sixty million, is it worth it to replace Tu'anbei?

Zhou Shuo never considered this issue because it was really worth it! If only 60 million were needed to get the support of the Hanlin Academy and the Ministry of Electronics Industry, the channel to write letters directly with the cabinet masters, the appeal of the top IT industry in China at that time, and such precious scientists would not be silent for ten years...

Tu Anbei's departure from Dream Group was not his personal loss, but the loss of the entire Chinese electronics industry. Since then, almost all Chinese computer manufacturers have given up their efforts to master core technologies and become the assembler of foreign products.

At this point, almost all computer manufacturers can only fight price wars by squeezing labor and providing inferior chassis in the process of countering foreign computer manufacturers.

So far, there is a foreign computer company behind almost all Chinese computer manufacturers.

Great Wall agent IBM, Founder agent DEC, Sitong agent Compaq...

Throughout the mid-to-late 1990s, almost all well-known companies fell into this model. Not only the IT industry, Haier, Changhong, Cologne, TCL, these national enterprises, they started with trade or manufacturing, and their technology was the weakest and lagging link in core capabilities. They could defeat multinational companies when the domestic market owns cost and localization advantages, but when time entered the 21st century, they had to make up for this when they decided to go out.

Zhou Shuo stayed in Beijing for a few days, asked Microsoft's company to send an invitation letter and apply for a business visa to Neon.

Wu Hao rushed back from Xiucheng in a hurry, and finally caught him in the imperial capital this time.

"Director Wu, sit down. Haha, have you eaten?" Zhou Shuo enthusiastically invited Wu Hao to sit down, waved his hand and called the guy and said, "My man, let's have a bowl of braised and cooked, two sesame cakes!"

Wu Hao sat opposite him with his thumb and smiled, "At the moment he saw Principal Zhou knew how to eat, few people from other places knew that the small intestine was boiled with stew!"

After a while, a bowl of fragrant braised braised rice was served. The bowl was sliced, and the food was clean and neat. The color was red and green, and the soup was mellow. Wu Hao did not refuse, and ate it with Zhou Shuo in a slutty manner.

After eating a bowl of braised cooking, the two wiped their mouths. Zhou Shuo smiled and said, "I haven't contacted me before, so I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I don't know what happened to Director Wu when I came to me this time?"

Speaking of official business, Wu Hao suddenly became serious: "It's about the software park. The superiors hope that Principal Zhou can verify it personally. After all, how beautiful the theory looks, it still needs to be implemented. To be honest, I personally feel that it is not a good idea to be able to really receive Japanese business."

Zhou Shuo shook his head and said, "The Japanese's technical level is not higher than that of Americans, right?"

Wu Hao waved his hand and said, "That's different. If you say that the United States is not sure, it's up to you. After all, there are the achievements of Xinke companies there. If the Japanese software industry doesn't say anything, it's almost the same. You always need to have some achievements so that the leaders can make up their minds to support you."

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Zhou Shuo was shocked and asked: "Support me? Is the country intentional to hand over the software park to private enterprises to operate?"

This was a big surprise. Zhou Shuo was just trying to create such a software park plan with the intention of offering suggestions. Unexpectedly, the pie fell on his head in the end. The entire software park project is, if it succeeds, I don’t know how much benefit it will contain.

Wu Hao shook his head and smiled, "Whether this is possible depends on how much harvest Principal Zhou can bring back from Japan. After all, if we return empty-handed, and even the market prospects are not so broad, and it is not enough to support the business volume of a software park project, then everything will be unknown."

"What are you waiting for? Let's go quickly." Zhou Shuo stood up and said.

"Uh, where are we going?" Wu Hao asked in a daze.

"Neon."

The plane slowly landed at Haneda International Airport, and the ANA's Boeing 767 is indeed much more comfortable than the 154.

Zhou Shuo and Wu Hao walked out of the passenger terminal dedicated to ANA in the east, and suddenly a short middle-aged man hurriedly chased after him.

He spoke in a broken Japanese English and said one word at a time: "Mr. Zhou, I am Yahiko Ida from Microsoft's Japanese branch, please give me some advice."

OK, the last sentence is still spoken in Japanese.

Zhou Shuo smiled and shook his head, and said in authentic Japanese: "Hello, I am Zhou Shuo, this is my companion Wu Hao, thank you for coming to greet us."

"Ah! That's great! You can speak Japanese!" Ida Yahiko wiped the sweat that was so full of sweat that she had been thinking about English, and bowed and said, "Please go here. Haneda Airport is very big. You come from China and don't get lost by accident."

"Haha." Zhou Shuo smiled softly, not caring about the unconscious sense of superiority in his words.

The three of them came out of the airport and stopped a taxi. Along the way, Ida Yahiko was quite proud and introduced the scenic spots around the airport road to Zhou Shuo and Wu Hao. After driving for more than half an hour, the car stopped at the entrance of a seven-story old hotel.

Yahiko Ida came out of the car and smiled: "Two, this Koike hotel is a famous hotel with a history of 30 years. Microsoft Japan has already paid the room rate for one day. It's a bit of a pleasure. Please don't be polite."

Zhou Shuo looked up and saw that the hotel seemed to have a long history, and the walls and decorations all exuded an old smell. He estimated that it was probably a two-star level, and it was just a "small intention".

Yahiko Ida ran to help the two of them check in, then nodded and said, "Two guests, I'm so sorry. I still have something to do in the company. Please take a break first. I'll come over tomorrow. If you have any questions, please call me. This is my business card."

Zhou Shuo took his business card and nodded with a smile: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Where, please rest."

After Ida Yahiko finished speaking, she hurriedly walked out.

Wu Hao carried his suitcase and looked through the room card happily and said, "Two single rooms and 24 hours of hot water, this Microsoft company is good!"

Zhou Shuo shook his head, pulled out the room card from his hand and threw it back to the service desk, and said to the front desk waiter: "Please check out."

The front desk lady asked surely: "Sir, if you want to check out, we cannot refund the room fee."

Zhou Shuo waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, let's retreat."

Wu Hao looked at the front desk and took his room card away and asked disappointedly: "Principal Zhou, don't we live here?"

Poor to him as a department-level cadre, it’s a pity that he is a clean yamen like the Science and Technology Commission, so there are not many opportunities to stay in a hotel. After finally running a foreign meat dish, he didn’t expect that it was just a moon in the water. He had a dream, so how could he not feel regretful?

Zhou Shuo nodded and said, "The conditions here are not good, let's live in another place."

"Oh well."

How can you not bow your head when you are under the eaves? Wu Hao also understands that when you go out, you can spend money and silver. Chinese entrepreneurs have always been used to saving money. Whether it is hard or not, think about the Red Army’s 25,000!

After returning the room card, Zhou Shuo asked the hotel to call a taxi and Wu Hao and others left with their luggage.

This time I took the bus a lot longer. Wu Hao looked at the gradually prosperous scenery on both sides of the road, thinking that there would be a good view outside the broken window. Thinking of this, my mood suddenly got better.

At this time, the taxi drove onto a road in a row, drove for a while, and suddenly stopped.

Zhou Shuo and the driver paid the fare, greeted Wu Hao, and got out of the car.

Wu Hao came out of the car, held the salute and looked forward. A line of vigorous neon signs formed the five big words "Ise Island Hotel", which even during the day reveal a long-standing temperament.

Of course, this history is completely incomparable to the dilapidation of Kochi Hotel.

The Ise Island Hotel looks like a European castle from a distance. In Japan in 1995, it even laid a garden in the square in front of the door. Even in winter, it still has streams, green pines and cypresses, and green grasslands, as if it was opening up a fairyland in the cold city.

As soon as the two got out of the taxi, a waiter in neat white uniform came over to bow and helped them put the salute on the cart.

The waiter greeted him in Japanese, and saw that Wu Hao didn't understand, he quickly changed to English and invited them to board the electric car for transportation.

The electric car passed through the garden and parked steadily at the door of the hotel lobby. Wu Hao got out of the car with some anxiety and asked Zhou Shuo unnaturally: "Principal Zhou, are we going to live here?"

Zhou Shuo nodded and said, "Well, this place is closer to the stock exchange, which makes it easier for us to carry out our business."

"Stock Exchange?" Wu Hao also wanted to keep abreast of why the stock exchange and software outsourcing were linked, but Zhou Shuo had already walked inside.

Zhou Shuo checked in in the magnificent hall and quickly rushed over from the side, including those who were carrying clothes, those who were pushing suitcases, those who were leading the way in front, and those who were specially translated.

Wu Hao asked Zhou Shuo in shock, "Principal Zhou, isn't it cheap to stay here for one night?"

"It's okay." Zhou Shuo took off his coat and handed it to the waiter beside him, and then said, "It's only 800,000 yen a night."

"800,000?" Wu Hao said. Before he came to Japan, he also changed some yen, which was considered to be known to the exchange rate of RMB against yen. He calculated it and was shocked. Wouldn't 800,000 yen cost 88,888 yuan? This number is quite good.

"Entrepreneurs in our country can always stay in such a high-end hotel..."
Chapter completed!