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"Are you sure they can develop the chip?" Zhong Shirley asked.

Li Manjun smiled and said: "In the past, did you think we had planes? Did we have cannons? Did we have atomic bombs?"

"Aren't you going to make everything later?"

"You can build an atomic bomb, but can't you build a chip?"

Li Manjun patiently analyzed the current international strength, "We are already very behind on other tracks, but with the new Internet, the gap between us is not too big, and there are still opportunities for overtaking in corners."

Shirley Zhong's eyes widened as she watched Li Manjun say each word: "I'm betting on the fate of the country."

She was convinced.

I was impressed by Li Manjun’s macro-structure.

Among the small businessmen at this time, how many can think of Li Manjun?

If they can't succeed, who can succeed?

"I'll take one and a half million."

Li Manjun raised his hand, and the two of them slapped each other hard for this trust.

"There are only 1.5 million left. I'll go find Mr. Qiu." Li Manjun smiled and said, "You have already agreed, so he will definitely agree as well."

But Shirley Zhong shook her head and worried for Li Manjun, "Not necessarily. Mr. Qiu is old after all. He just wants stability."

Li Manjun said confidently: "He will agree. I said you have already voted. If you don't believe it, he won't be tempted."

Shirley Zhong wished her good luck.

Li Manjun confidently went to Qiu Headquarters to look for him. Unfortunately, he was not there at noon, so he came to nothing.

No way, she could only go to the demolition site to see how the residents were relocating, and then took the time to go there again in the afternoon.

As the saying goes, one can make great progress, then it will fade, and three times it will be exhausted.

For some reason, Li Manjun had a bad feeling.

Fortunately, we were able to meet someone this time and met Mr. Qiu.

"Mr. Li is here to visit us. We are a rare visitor." Mr. Qiu teased her.

Li Manjun smiled, sat down on the guest sofa, drank two sips of the black tea made by Mr. Qiu, and got down to business.

But halfway through speaking, Li Manjun's inner uneasiness became stronger.

Mr. Qiu was listening, but the more he listened, the more perfunctory he became. In the end, he lowered his head and looked at his watch, looking bored.

By the time Li Manjun finished introducing Xiang Lian's situation and planned to talk about chip development, Mr. Qiu no longer wanted to hear it.

"Mr. Li, I know what you said." Mr. Qiu poured her another cup of tea with a smile and signaled her to drink more water and stop.

Li Manjun was a little surprised, "You know?"

"What don't you know about this?" Mr. Qiu smiled complacently, "Those old guys in the chamber of commerce all know that Xiang Lian's computer company has now decided to become an agent. The slogan of self-research and development has been loudly shouted in the past two years. Now I’m slapping myself in the face, you say it’s funny or not.”

"But don't tell me, it's really profitable to be a foreign agent now. If it weren't for the trouble here, I'd want to give it a try."

Li Manjun suddenly felt that his face hurt.

"Then I won't bother you." She is not an ignorant person. Mr. Qiu's thoughts are obviously not on the same line as hers, and it is useless to say more.

Mr. Qiu stood up and said goodbye cheerfully, and said politely: "You young people dare to challenge and fight hard. I also wish you and Mr. Zhong success."

"However." The conversation changed and he still sighed and reminded Li Manjun: "Mr. Zhao and I have been friends for so many years. Some of the words may not sound good to you, but I still want to tell you."

"We are businessmen. There is always a way out, so don't invest all your money in it."

Knowing that he meant well, Li Manjun forced a smile and said, "I know."

Mr. Qiu waved his hand and told her to be careful on the road and to discuss anything with Zhao Yong.

The first sentence was fine, but the last sentence made Li Manjun want to roll his eyes.

Mr. Qiu, you say he is annoying, he is really annoying, but if you say he has no friendship at all, he is still very brotherly.

The way he looked at his wife to keep him from doing bad things for his brother almost made Li Manjun angry to death.

But what Li Manjun didn't know was that as soon as she left, Mrs. Qiu came in a hurry.

The boss lady just had the courage to rush to the office door and push it in.

Mr. Qiu was startled. He looked up in shock and saw his beautiful wife. He sighed helplessly, "What's wrong? You're so anxious."

Mrs. Qiu looked around the office first, but didn't see the person she wanted to see. She quickly came to Mr. Qiu and asked eagerly:

"Is Li Manjun here?"

"She's gone." Mr. Qiu pointed blankly at the door, "Not long after she left, why did you ask her?"

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Qiu rushed out.

Unfortunately, Li Manjun took a taxi and left early, without even seeing a single hair.

She stamped her feet, hurriedly walked back to the office, and asked: "She came to you to invest, did you agree?"

Mr. Qiu suddenly understood that he must have known that Shirley Zhong had invested, and was afraid that he would be deceived and invest in this bottomless pit, so he hurried back in a hurry.

He immediately smiled confidently, "No, how could I agree? It's a bottomless pit at first glance. They are still too young to see the long term."

Unexpectedly, when Mrs. Qiu heard this, she raised her hand to her forehead, lay down on the sofa, and took a deep breath for a while before she managed to calm down.

"Why don't you agree?"

“What a great project!”

"They have technical support, you know the Chinese Academy of Sciences, right?" Mrs. Qiu looked at her husband expectantly.

Mr. Qiu looked confused, "So what? It's not like you have a single horoscope. I think you're the one who's lost your mind. You're not a good wife. You work hard with them and don't make much money. What's the point?" .”

Mrs. Qiu's eyes widened, "You think the work I do is boring? What do you mean?"

I knew I said the wrong thing, but Mr. Qiu's machismo was at work and he didn't soften his words at all. He even snorted and said disparagingly:

"How much do you earn per month now? Five hundred? One thousand? I will give you tens of thousands of pocket dollars a month. You can use it however you want. You don't have to work too hard. You just need to serve your husband beautifully at home. Which one do you think is better?"

Mrs. Qiu took a breath and told herself not to behave like a stinky man. The stinky man was willing to spend money on herself, so she didn't slap his smug old face.

"Lao Qiu, are you really not thinking about it anymore?" After hearing what Shirley Zhong said, she realized that foreign computer companies were developing rapidly and making a lot of money.

"Do you know about the Internet?" Mrs. Qiu said, "I also heard from Shirley Zhong that people abroad now use computers and can access the Internet. Oh my, I didn't remember it. Anyway, it's very high-tech and very... developed."

"The chip that Li Manjun wants to develop is used to make computers. Think about it, how many billions of people do we have? If every family has one computer, they will definitely make a lot of money!"

Mr. Qiu listened quietly, a little surprised at first that his beloved wife could still express these insights.

But when he heard what happened next, he laughed again, "You women are not suitable for business. You have long hair and short knowledge."