Rebirth of the Tech Madman

The reason why the house is so quiet is that everyone else accompanied his uncle Han An Yong to the hospital.

The geological prospecting mission has a very long period. This year's lunar year is spent at the grassroots level. The degree of hardship can be imagined.

As a result, the work came to an end, and Han An-yong also suffered from rheumatism, which was too serious to go.

After returning from the hospital, Han Anyong joked, "Don't worry about it anymore. If these legs go on strike again, let my nephew, the richest man in the United States, change her golden legs. It is absolutely inviolable."

"Even the diamond legs are not as good as the original ones." Tang Huan shook his head, "Uncle, looking at your pain, I guess the leg joints are already diseased. When I arrive in the United States, I will find an expert in this area. "

"When I went to the hospital today, the doctor saw the same result." Grandma sighed, "I've fallen to the root of the disease before I reach the age, and I'm guilty of suffering."

"If you usually pay attention to recuperation, the condition can still be improved." Tang Huan comforted her grandmother, "However, my uncle's health is no longer suitable for the current working environment, so let's adjust it. If it's troublesome, just come to me. The company’s work. The group is currently expanding and there is a shortage of people everywhere."

"It's still Tang Huan that sees things to understand." Aunt Wen Ya nodded her head again and again with deep sympathy.

"Let's talk about it." Han An waved his hand noncommittal.

...

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival happens to be October 1st. Therefore, apart from spending holidays at home and celebrating her grandmother's birthday, Tang Huan also did not have a lot of entertainment. Among them, there are many people who play favors. No matter whether the project is good or bad, he will be interested. Be a follower.

After finally freeing up time, Tang Huan went to Zhongguancun to see how the layout he had made before, how it has developed, and then check and accept the technical results of the R&D team.

Compared with the database of Yangcheng and the computer graphics of Shanghai. Yanjing’s research direction is related to the fields of operating systems, programming languages, and networks. It is more basic, more abstract, and more like studying mathematical problems.

this day. Tang Huan watched his team of technicians test the optimization effect of the compiler on the Fangyuan standard supercomputer left in Yanjing.

The actual performance of a supercomputer depends to a large extent on the coordination of hardware and software. On the supercomputer platform, the most widely used programming language is.

Therefore, a compiler that converts the language into binary machine code. Its conversion quality, optimization degree, and program execution efficiency have extraordinary significance.

However, this work is not a general abstraction, and only people like Anders Heelsberg are suitable for it.

Tang Huanzheng was observing fascinatingly, the younger uncle Han Anyuan, who had only appeared in a hurry even for family dinners recently. Surprisingly, the Shenlong appeared in front of him without seeing the end.

"I've been looking for you for a long time. It turns out that you are not too bored to study advanced technology here." Han Anyuan patted Tang Huan on the shoulder.

"As long as you think of the sense of accomplishment that technology can produce. Naturally, you won't be bored." Tang Huan smiled, and looked up and down Han Anyuan, feeling that the other party was a little mysterious.

"See what, don't you know your uncle?" Han Anyuan smiled and punched Tang Huan.

"Of course I knew each other, but I was a little strange. It's October now, why don't you go back to Columbia University in New York, USA?" Tang Huan asked casually.

"I read and study knowledge. I always pay attention to the effect of practical application. Recently, some things on hand are more interesting. So I want to deal with them first."

After Han Anyuan finished explaining, he took Tang Huan and walked out, "You are in Yanjing, not socializing or working, don't you feel boring? Go, I will take you to relax."

"Look at what I mean, what kind of special program did my uncle introduce to me." Tang Huan joked.

"Get off!" Han Anyuan glared at Tang Huan, "Don't think about it, I'll take you to the gym to play, sweat and exercise, so that you don't hollow out your body at your young age."

"Thank you, uncle for reminding." Tang Huan laughed, "Actually, I always pay attention to maintenance in terms of physical health."

"I believe this." Han Anyuan nodded, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have succeeded in being promoted to the level of Master Uncle early. Also, you have recently added another pair of pairs."

Seeing Tang Huan smiling and not saying anything, Han Anyuan turned his head and asked: "You tell me what you are, the richest man in the United States, how much net worth?"

"4 billion U.S. dollars, hasn't all the media spread it everywhere." Tang Huan replied casually.

"Can "Forbes" magazine be so accurate? I feel that this list is just a gimmick that allows both the magazine and the rich to win." Han Anyuan looked suspicious, "Don't make a fool of me, just tell the truth. ."

Tang Huan glanced at Han Anyuan, and said that his brother-in-law had sharp eyes.

In the original time and space, the creators of the rich list once admitted frankly that the accuracy of their lists was between 60% and 70% at best.

The influence of factors such as calculation criteria, data sources, and even invisible rich people make the ranking of this list a lot of mystery.

However, most of the wealthy people who are the main body of the selection are not disgusted with this list, because it can bring all kinds of influence, and even more real bank credit lines.

Tang Huan was dismissive of the authenticity of "Forbes 400", but this list can indeed bring him benefits at the moment, so he naturally has to adopt an attitude of approval.

But in the face of his uncle’s inquiries, Tang Huan was not good at making false claims, so he nodded, “Let’s be honest, Forbes magazine is really not that accurate. My net worth is more than 4 billion U.S. dollars.”

"That's right." Han Anyuan smiled and slapped the steering wheel. "Boss Tang, how about injecting a venture capital into my project?"

"You seem to be very busy lately, is it just for this project?" Tang Huan became interested, "funding is not a problem, what are the contents of the project?"

"It's not convenient to disclose for the time being. Maybe. You can figure it out by yourself without me." Han Anyuan replied vaguely.

"Okay, then I won't ask." Tang Huan nodded, "How much money do I need to provide?"

"20 million yuan. Let me declare in advance that your money is likely to be a meat bun and a dog. It will never return." Han Anyuan said slowly.

Hearing this number, Tang Huan couldn't help raising his brows. 20 million renminbi is not a lot for myself, but it is a huge sum of money in the country. When those beneficiaries came to him with ties and projects, at most hundreds of thousands of RMB were sent away.

My uncle, who is not seen by my grandfather, is there anything to toss about. You need so much money, but don't raise moths.

"Why, regret it?" Seeing Tang Huan groaning silently, Han Anyuan joked.

Tang Huan shook his head solemnly. "Where does it come from, 20 million yuan. I still can't beat the US's richest man with a nominal 4 billion US dollars, just because I don't know the content of your project, I am a little worried that this fund will play a bad role in China."

"Could it be that you thought I would take this money to rebel?" Han Anyuan laughed, "Then you can rest assured that this money will not be used in China."

"You said, I can figure out the content of this project by myself, what clues?" Tang Huan did not let go because of Han Anyuan's explanation.

"Wait a while. You can guess." Han Anyuan smiled meaningfully.

Han Anyuan drove the car through Dongjiaomin Lane, and finally stopped outside a badminton court.

"Don't say it. Playing badminton for a while is not bad." Tang Huan has a wide range of sports hobbies.

Walking into the stadium, Tang Huan found that many people were already there, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

After looking around, Tang Huan's eyes finally fell on a 60-year-old old man, and he quickly recognized the identity of the other party, so he was in mainland China from the 1970s to the 1980s. Be regarded as an idol.

"You should know this Prince Hanuuk?" Han Anyuan walked over with Tang Huan and asked casually.

"It's just recognizing it. Instead, it's you, who looks familiar." Tang Huan stared at Han Anyuan inquiringly.

"I got familiar recently." Han Anyuan smiled slightly. Then he introduced to Prince Hanuk: "This is my nephew Tang Huan. In 1976, he was a little bit fierce during the mourning for the prime minister. He got into trouble and scared my father to send him to the United States. Now he is mixed up. The richest man in the United States."

"Famous for a long time, it really is young and promising." The surprise on Hanuk's face seemed to be definitely not a fake.

During the greeting, Tang Huan did not fully know what Han Anyuan was going to do. But I also guessed the direction of this uncle's work. In addition to feeling that the other party was more unreasonable than himself, he was also relieved. It seems that the 20 million is really used as an "investment."

After the courtesy, Tang Huan played a few rounds of badminton, and after the rest, he left, as if he had come to relax completely.

Han Anyuan sent Tang Huan to the door and asked in a low voice, "How about it, can you give me the money?"

"No problem." Tang Huan nodded slightly, "If you want to play, just play it. Be careful not to get involved too deeply."

"Don't you think that when you get to your current position, you should make some unique and challenging investments?" Han Anyuan blinked and said in confusion.

"You don't fool me. There is a limit to how rich the enemy is. I don't want to find myself a burden." Tang Huan cut.

"That's fine, after I have used up the 20 million, I will ask you to borrow it." Han Anyuan patted Tang Huan on the shoulder.

"You fit and stop it." Tang Huan struck a staggeringly, and after an angry warning, he got in the car and left.

...

By now, Tang Huan finally understood why his brother-in-law Han Anyuan was reprimanded by his grandfather for apostasy. With a good family background, he is rebellious enough to keep the ready-made broad roads in favor of these strange meridians and eight meridians.

Tang Huan, who has a deeper understanding of the concept of personal value, is more open to it than his grandfather. Anyway, his uncle Han Anyuan didn't do anything unreasonable. He wants to try a new path, so he can play around.

Of course, it's best to keep this matter from Grandpa and the rest of the family.

Seeing that the matter was almost dealt with, Tang Huan, who was worried about revealing his stuff, decided to leave. At this time, Yamaha got a reply, so he went straight to Japan on the Silicon Valley One.

...

Since Tang Huan clearly expressed his intention to acquire Japan Musical Instruments Co., Ltd., Genichi Kawakami felt that he and Yamaha were covered by an invisible net. The harder they struggled, the more they were strangled.

Yamaha Engine Co., Ltd., built by Genichi Kawakami with all his hard work, started in 1979 in the motorcycle market and broke out a hand-off market battle with the number one Honda.

The media enthusiastically touts this shopping fight with Yamaha as the "hy war". On the surface, it looks infinitely beautiful, but the pain on the feet does not hurt. I know best in my heart that Yamaha is already a bit exhausted. .

Kawakami Genichi was like a mirror in his heart. The "hy war" that lasted for four years has evolved into a pure price war, and it has become a situation where both losers. Even if one party can survive to the end, it may not be a victory.

But the irony is that compared to Yamaha, Honda seems to be more like the tragic winner that can make it to the end. Yamaha's strength is still somewhat weak.

It was precisely at this delicate point that Tang Huan caught sight of the Japanese Musical Instrument Manufacturing Co., Ltd. in a precarious manner, and even more unabashedly stated that in order to achieve his goal, he even attacked Yamaha Motor Co., Ltd., which was stuck in the quagmire of the motorcycle market.

When Tang Huan condescendingly agreed to give a buffer time for consideration, Kawakami Yuanyi immediately began to obtain loan support from the bank, but he repeatedly hit a wall.

Genichi Kawakami was so depressed that he almost vomited blood~www.wuxiahere.com~ The American company wants to buy my company, how can you refuse to help and stand by and watch a joke?

As a result, the response he received made Kawakami Genichi's chest feel even more boring-it was Epson that proposed to acquire Japan Musical Instruments Co., Ltd., a Japanese company that belongs to Masaaki Hong, and a rising star in the IT industry in Japan. This acquisition should be It is a capital operation with good prospects.

Seeing the situation getting more and more weird, Kawakami Genichi, who was terrified, sighed that he was old and incompetent, made a wise choice and surrendered to Tang Huan.

"Mr. Kawakami, you are right to hand over the company to me. In my hands, Japan Musical Instruments Co., Ltd. will definitely not insult its original position in the industry. And through this generous transaction, Yamaha Motor Co., Ltd. will be in A big supplement was made in funding."

Tang Huan looked around the crowd with a smile, and especially deliberately stared at Kawakami Hiroshi, the eldest son cultivated by Kawakami Genichi as his successor.

Since this old man was taught by his father last time, he has obviously been more honest and no longer interjects. (To be continued)

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