Super Tycoon

That night, many cars were parked in front of Sanders' villa in Silicon Valley. At this time, the lights inside are bright, some pastries made by top pastry chefs have already been served, and some other delicacies are being intensively produced.

Not only the executives of Chaowei Eagle Weida came, but also representatives of many peers, as long as they are in Silicon Valley, they all came.

Jerry Sanders was already an influential figure when he came out of Fairchild Semiconductor and founded AMD. He was once very prosperous in the 1980s, but then declined.

In the millennium, it rose again, and then Zhang Yang helped behind it, and coordinated to make the merger of Chaowei Eagle and Weida successful, and now it is able to challenge Intel head-on.

Whether it is market share, revenue, profit, or influence, it is not weaker than Intel, and even surpasses it in some places.

A female singer was singing on stage at this time, and at the same time accompanied by hot dancing, Sanders whistled with excitement on his face.

Zhang Yang looked at Sanders speechlessly. He is an old man in his seventies. How excited is he? Aren't you afraid to get excited and just pass by?

"Hahaha, Zhang, this one you arranged is great, I like it." Sanders held a wine glass in his hand, his face flushed.

Although it was held at Sanders' home this time, all the personnel and funds were arranged by Zhang Yang, and even the singer was invited by Zhang Yang.

As long as the money is in place, the big star who is high in the eyes of ordinary fans can easily invite them to sing at home.

"As long as you like it, don't drink too much, the days ahead will be long." Zhang Yang reminded. Anyway, before he was reborn in his previous life, the old guy Jerry Sanders was still alive. It is said that the nurses employed by the family were all young and beautiful.

"Yes, yes, the days to come are still long, I will live a few more years. Jason, come on, let's have a toast, and the company will rely on you to assist Zhang in the future."

Jason Huang also went to have a drink with Sanders. The other party has retired. Their conflicts were not deep in the first place, so they naturally didn't take it to heart.

After drinking, just as the female singer finished singing a song, Jason Huang walked onto the stage and took the microphone: "Next, I will sing Don't Cry for Jerry. I hope Jerry can live happily in the future and keep smiling forever. "

Jason Huang, who is very serious in front of many subordinates, sings extremely unrestrainedly, choosing the classic song of Guns and Roses.

Many people whistled and screamed loudly, and the atmosphere was more enthusiastic than when the popular female singer sang.

But Zhang Yang suddenly heard that Jason Huang's words were obviously out of tune, and there seemed to be something wrong with his eyes. He glanced back, why is there another old guy, who is this?

"I thought who was coming. It turned out to be you old bastard." Jerry Sanders stood up, cursing and spreading his arms.

"You've finally retired, how could I not come and see." The other party raised his eyebrows.

"Really, how does it feel to see me defeat Intel? Do you regret retiring so early? But even if you don't retire, Intel will still be trampled down by us." Sanders looked arrogant announcement.

Melot Ruiz leaned closer to Zhang Yang: "Chairman, that is one of the founders of Intel, the former chairman and CEO Andy Grove, and Mr. Saunders at Fairchild Semiconductor. Old colleague,

old friend. "

It's him? This rumored one-handedly developed Intel and almost bankrupted AMD?

When this man appeared in Time Magazine, he defeated Princess Diana, the father of cloned sheep and the chairman of the Federal Reserve, which shows his status at that time.

If he remembers correctly, Andy Grove is the same age as Sanders, and the others retired ten years ago.

"Jerry, has Chaowei Yingwei surpassed Intel? Why don't I know? It seems that whether it is market share, sales or profit, Intel is higher."

The two old guys started arguing like children.

Zhang Yang walked over, and Sanders grabbed Zhang Yang's arm: "Old bastard, the super-powerful Eagle Weida now has Zhang to control, do you think Intel and those people, who can do better than Zhang?"

"It will be a matter of time before Chaowei Eagle Weida surpasses Intel. If you live another three to five years, you will definitely see it."

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched twice, this mouth was bad enough.

"Don't worry, I can't die even if you die. As long as you are like you, sooner or later you will die in a woman's belly. Zhang, hello, I am Grove."

"Hello, we finally met." Zhang Yang stretched out his hand with a smile. He remembered that in his previous life, before he was reborn, this person passed away, and he didn't live to be eighty years old. He was indeed not as good as Sanders.

It seems that the body is not bad now, but the person seems to be a little thin, far less than Sanders' spirit.

"Oh oh oh, you arrived first, it seems that I am late." Another voice came from behind, Zhang Yang looked back and found that Sanders went up for another hug.

"Gordon, are you still out and about without a doctor?"

Ruiz reminded Zhang Yang again: "Gordon Moore is also one of the founders of Intel and the former CEO of Andy. The Moore's Law that is popular in the industry now is proposed by him."

Zhang Yang certainly knows Moore's Law, which means that when the price remains constant, the number of electrical components that can be accommodated on an integrated circuit will double every 18-24 months, and the performance will also double.

In fact, this law has indeed guided the industry for many years. But at this time, it doesn't take two years to update the technology, it will be doubled in one year.

However, manufacturers will control prices and guarantee higher profits, so for consumers, the impression of doubling in 18 months does not seem to have changed.

"I'm in good health, not like Robert. It's a pity that Charles can't come. Please let me bring you a greeting."

Several old guys sat together and chatted. They were colleagues at first, then competitors, and when they retired, they became old friends again. They began to recall the time when they worked at Fairchild Semiconductor.

Of course, others may praise, but Sanders is all cursing, because he has a lot of hatred for Fairchild Semiconductor. He cursed Fairchild for bankruptcy more than once, and finally got his wish.

Zhang Yang sat on the side, holding a glass of wine and thinking, when he gets old and wants to retire, will some old opponents come to greet him as friends?

But thinking about his current opponents, when he gets old and retires, I'm afraid they'll all lose their heads. For example, Liu Chuanzhi is dozens of years older than Zhang Yang. There are other leaders at the helm of rival companies, some of whom are in their 40s, and many of them are in their 50s or 60s.

How about retiring early and giving those people a chance to participate?

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