Chapter 386 Industry Practices
"Take it slow, alright? Look, today I fully supported you, didn't I? Plus, I even teamed up with Brother Seat to back you," Su Yuanshan said with a chuckle.
Chen Jing snorted lightly, "Save it. President Seat proactively discussed the issues with me. He saw the problems himself."
Su Yuanshan: "..."
As a CEO, Chen Jing obviously wouldn't attack without reason—especially not during such a crucial occasion like the New Year's conference.
Her claim that "President Seat proactively discussed it" was technically true—because she had sent the relevant policies and mechanisms from Xinghai to Seat Xiaoding beforehand.
And Seat Xiaoding, sharp as he was, immediately saw through Chen Jing's intentions.
After a detailed conversation with Chen Haomin, even Seat had to admit that, compared to Xinghai, Yuanxin had indeed lost the fighting spirit it once had when they were working on EDA.
The situation was particularly concerning because the R&D leaders were all true founding members of Yuanxin, the kind who had pledged to never forget their humble beginnings together.
Thus, their status within the company was very high.
Combined with the fact that Su Yuanshan himself symbolized Yuanxin's technological prowess,
the entire R&D team had developed a bit too much pride.
Pride was necessary.
But being arrogant—holding your nose in the air and acting superior all the time—was dangerous.
For example, today, when Chen Jing criticized the R&D department,
the corporate side secretly rejoiced—that said it all.
Thus, Seat Xiaoding cooperated with Chen Jing's approach.
With Su Yuanshan's approval as well, today's serious public criticism was no accident.
"Take it slowly; it will get better," Su Yuanshan said with a big smile.
"Like you said, we've never made any strategic mistakes, and we're still on the right path.
As long as we're on the right road, it's okay to let ourselves relax a little—
And really, Sister Jing, it's thanks to you that Yuanxin has..."
Before he could finish, Chen Jing rolled up a file and, faster than lightning, knocked him on the head with it.
"Still trying to butter me up?"
"Uh..." Su Yuanshan held his head, laughing helplessly. "Can't even flatter you anymore?"
"You're flattering the wrong way!" Chen Jing glared at him—then blushed slightly, realizing how that sounded.
She quickly changed the subject, "According to your strategy, are we really going to get into LCD TVs next?"
"We'll see," Su Yuanshan thought for a moment. "It also depends on Sony's plans.
Only with Sony's backing can we properly enter the Western market."
"And the domestic market?"
"Let's leave that to the domestic companies—
We can't make all the money ourselves.
Besides, even just selling LCD panels would let us earn over half the profit of a TV.
That's good enough.
We could also set up a lab to provide tech licensing to TV manufacturers."
Chen Jing nodded thoughtfully.
Then she asked, "What about the Internet side? And the collaboration with Sony Pictures?
Honestly, I think you getting involved in the film industry was pure nonsense—
If you like movies so much, just invest in them privately.
Why sink so much money into this?
If Yang Yingying weren't dating Jiang Qingchuan,
I'd almost think you're chasing a pop star."
"Uh..."
Su Yuanshan knew this was hard to explain.
He couldn't exactly say it was about narrative control and public image, could he?
Fortunately, he had already floated the idea of the internet concept,
so he could roughly tie it in.
"It's mainly about anticipating the development of the Internet," Su Yuanshan said seriously.
"The Internet thrives on innovation—no one knows when the next big thing will appear.
Back then, before EM (Email Messenger), people only used forums, newsgroups, and email to socialize.
Then EM came along and revolutionized communication."
"Who's to say another piece of software won't come along and kill EM?"
"Surely nothing can replace EM now, right?" Chen Jing said, a little uncertainly.
"You see? Before EM, could anyone have predicted it?" Su Yuanshan smiled.
"..."
"So the Internet brings incredible uncertainty.
It's not a case of one trick ruling forever—it's whoever can come up with something new that wins big.
It's thrilling.
Since I can already foresee a future for online DVD rentals and online video streaming,
it's better to make the move now."
Chen Jing smiled and nodded lightly. "Come on, let's grab some food and keep talking on the way."
...
After two days of meetings,
Qin Weimin, Tian Yaoming, Li Mingliu, Gao Xiaodi, and others returned to Shanghai.
On the one hand, Texas Instruments' process support team had arrived with the 0.5-micron technology.
On the other hand,
the first-month sales report for Xinghai's Thunder CPU had everyone buzzing.
Xinghai's rise was undeniable.
Boosted by its soaring stock price after the IPO,
the Thunder CPU had quickly gained market acceptance and recognition.
In performance, Thunder had already claimed the performance crown—
yet its price was only $9 higher than Intel's Pentium 133.
That $9 premium?
It was in line with "industry practice."
Under Yuanxin's design philosophy,
Yuanxin's own CPUs would be even stronger in performance.
Of course, there was still a ticking time bomb—
because of licensing restrictions, Xinghai's x86 license was incomplete and limited.
Put simply, once Yuanxin's CPUs launched, they would definitely infringe on Intel patents—
at least the infamous 339 patent.
How to handle that would have to wait until the chips were successfully taped out.
Only then could they negotiate with Intel.
Meanwhile, the integrated baseband chip project was the top priority for this year.
The mobile department, especially the design center in the capital, was already eager to move.
They were just waiting for a highly integrated chip to debut—
then they would design a new phone that would be revolutionary in appearance.
News of Chen Jing's sharp criticism at the New Year's meeting also spread quietly.
Among Yuanxin's R&D personnel, it was common to look down on corporate departments.
But toward Chen Jing, there was genuine respect.
Everyone was proud—but not stupid.
Chen Jing had earned the respect of all departments, from R&D to business.
Even the "hidden boss" Director Shan (Su Yuanshan) fully supported her.
Thus, once President Chen had spoken, and President Seat had backed her,
even those who were used to acting like little lords began seriously thinking about the new direction.
The immediate result?
This time, the departments being relocated to the Special Economic Zone's Internet R&D Center were exceptionally cooperative.
No more "young lord off to sit imperial exams, dragging along their personal attendants" attitude.
Everyone simply packed up and left without fuss.
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Chapter 387 Trick Her into Going to Japan
While the ordinary R&D personnel were quick to relocate, moving Su Yuanshan's office to the Special Economic Zone was dragging on a bit. Although the business jet had already been ordered and the Civil Aviation Administration had approved it—in the eyes of the state, having a company like Yuanxin purchase a business jet was a matter of national pride—it would still take at least half a year for the plane to be fully operational.
"Actually, I don't have much stuff. It's mainly you guys causing the trouble," Su Yuanshan said with a chuckle, sitting on his desk as he watched Zhou Xiaohui sorting through his files. "You see, it's all your stuff."
"Director Shan... you should at least have a conscience," muttered Wen Xiaoqian, a young woman from Zhou Xiaohui's secretary group. She had just graduated from Southwestern University of Finance and Economics the previous year. Originally, she had applied to work in Yuanxin's finance department, but at the time Zhou Xiaohui was busy handling financial reports and asked if she wanted to come work at Director Shan's office instead. Having grown up hearing stories about Su Yuanshan's legend, the girl had eagerly agreed—perhaps with a bit of a fangirl mentality. But after spending time in the office, she realized he wasn't as mythic as the stories made him seem... and her courage grew, enough to start teasing him back like Zhou Xiaohui did.
"Why are we moving all these ancient documents?" Wen Xiaoqian grumbled, holding up some files from three years ago.
"They'll be digitized," Zhou Xiaohui answered for Su Yuanshan. "We need to push for full paperless operations this year."
"...You mean all of these have to be entered into computers?"
"Exactly," Su Yuanshan said, smiling brightly.
The young woman's mouth dropped open, speechless.
Su Yuanshan laughed. "Don't be so dramatic. Some are already in databases. After we organize them, it'll be manageable. Plus, Sister Xiaohui is right—if we don't do it now, it'll just get worse later."
Just as he was speaking, a voice called out from the hallway:
"Su Xiaoshan, where are you?"
Su Yuanshan: "..."
...
"Miss, give me a little respect, okay..." Su Yuanshan was dragged to the next office by Li Xiao. He smiled bitterly. "Even if you don't call me Director Shan, at least get my name right! What's with 'Su Xiaoshan'—what part of me is small?"
Li Xiao instinctively glanced downward. "Small everywhere."
"I..."
"Alright, no more jokes," Li Xiao said, realizing that it wasn't proper for grown adults to joke about childhood memories. She smiled, then glared at him seriously. "What did you promise me back then? You said you were going to the Special Economic Zone..."
"And I am!" Su Yuanshan said.
"That's nonsense—you promised that I would go to the Special Economic Zone," Li Xiao said angrily, "And now you're getting my dad to lobby me—out of everyone, why send me to Japan?"
Su Yuanshan was momentarily speechless and could only chuckle awkwardly.
Among the projects Yuanxin had launched directly, last year's biggest was the wafer fab. This year's most important was lithium batteries—especially with their strategic partnership with Sony.
Whether the two companies could truly integrate and achieve synergy depended on this year. Failure was not an option.
Thus, alongside building factories, both sides needed to station professional teams in each other's labs and plants.
After thinking it over, Su Yuanshan realized that Li Xiao was the best choice.
First, she was one of the founders of Yuanxin's lithium battery team, and she had always held the advanced formulas for polymer materials. To be frank, the domestic lab environment was still somewhat limiting. In Japan, Sony could provide her with much better research conditions—at least, access to materials would no longer be a bottleneck.
Second, among the team leaders, only she knew enough Japanese.
But Su Yuanshan also knew that Li Xiao had been stubborn in her past life. This time, although she had cooperated because of her feelings toward him, forcing her to do something against her will would be tricky.
Thus, over the New Year, Su Yuanshan had quietly asked her father, Professor Li Gaoliang, to help persuade her.
Professor Li, seeing the opportunity for his daughter to work at Sony, a world-renowned company, enthusiastically agreed. He thought simply: if his daughter had this experience, even if she left Yuanxin later, she would still be a leading figure in the global lithium battery industry.
He had long regretted never achieving much academically himself—only teaching students. Seeing his daughter now have the chance to surpass him, he would not let her miss it.
"Uh... Sister Xiao, I thought it over carefully. You're the only one truly suitable," Su Yuanshan said with a helpless laugh. "Honestly... I'd worry about sending anyone else."
Li Xiao was startled.
"Worry about what?"
"I'm afraid they won't come back. I'm afraid they'll get bought off by the Japanese."
Su Yuanshan adjusted his expression and smiled gently. "But with you, I have no worries. You watched our lab grow from nothing. You understand our philosophy and vision better than anyone."
"So please, Sister Xiao, do me a favor—the more you achieve over there, the smoother and happier our collaboration will be. And when you're influential enough, you can cry and beg to come home, bringing the whole team back with you!"
Li Xiao stared at him, realizing he truly had planned this from the start. She sighed and smiled bitterly.
"You're unbelievable... You just promised no holding back during negotiations, and now you're already thinking about pulling the lab back to China?"
"Those two things aren't contradictory," Su Yuanshan said with a grin.
"If the lab stays in Japan, it trains Japanese talent. If it's here, it trains ours. It's the same for Sony and Yuanxin at the corporate level, but for the nation and society, it's a huge difference."
"...You're unbelievable," Li Xiao muttered.
"I'm right, aren't I?" Su Yuanshan shrugged with a grin.
"Otherwise, why do cities fight so hard to attract investment, even offering tax exemptions? It's to create jobs, boost consumption, and improve the overall economy—taxes are just the icing on the cake."
Li Xiao bit her lip and hesitated for a long moment, then sighed,
"Alright. I'll lead the team over. But listen up—I'm only staying one or two years at most. I'm coming back after that."
"Okay... we'll talk about it when the time comes," Su Yuanshan said, smiling mischievously.
It didn't matter how long she stayed—first, he had to trick her into going.
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Chapter 388 Second-Hand Office
On March 10, Su Yuanshan officially arrived in the Special Economic Zone.
For those in related industries, this clearly sent a strong signal: this year, Yuanxin's focus would be in the Special Economic Zone.
After a short rest, Su Yuanshan officially started working on the twelfth.
His office was located at the Internet Center, and he chose Ding Lei's former office—he had visited a few times before and found Ding Lei's office nicely furnished.
When Ding Lei learned that Su Yuanshan was satisfied with it, he didn't take any of the decorations when he left, leaving everything behind except for documents and files.
"Damn it, I said I liked the style of the office, not his second-hand junk..." Su Yuanshan muttered as he sat on the sofa, looking at a pen holder with a chipped corner and the worn-out armrests of the boss chair.
"You guys couldn't even bother to change the chair?"
"Haha, should I send someone to buy a new one?" Zhou Xiaohui smiled with her lips pressed together—she had just arrived alongside Su Yuanshan, with her office right next door.
"Forget it... second-hand junk is fine. It's a special period, better to save money," Su Yuanshan said.
Zhou Xiaohui smiled gently—
A man worth hundreds of billions of yuan talking like this; clearly, Su Yuanshan wasn't like ordinary people.
Or rather, his aspirations were different.
It was precisely because of Su Yuanshan's "leading by example" that high-profile luxury was not the culture at Yuanxin.
Even if someone bought luxury goods, they did so discreetly, never flaunting it with flashy sports cars.
"By the way, when will the meeting next door finish?"
"Should be another half hour."
"Good, once it ends, ask Director Zhang to come to my office."
The "next door" referred to the Internet Research Center now managed by Zhang Xiaolong.
Today was their first formal meeting after merging teams from the Science Park—
specifically scheduled to coincide with Su Yuanshan's first day in the new office, a very symbolic gesture.
Zhang Xiaolong was still worried he couldn't fully command the scene, so he needed Su Yuanshan's presence as backup.
After Zhou Xiaohui left, Su Yuanshan opened his computer to catch up on reports sent from Shanghai.
Three days ago, Liang Mengsong had officially joined, bringing along several young talents from TSMC—
all names on the list Liang Mengsong had submitted earlier.
Immediately upon joining, Liang Mengsong started setting up a talent scouting department.
Officially, the department was to "place the right person in the right position, allowing everyone's talents to shine,"
but everyone at the top knew it was really about picking out the elites.
Yes, in a massive factory with over a thousand employees—especially a wafer fab where the entry bar was now at least a bachelor's degree—
there were bound to be mediocrities, talents, and geniuses.
Liang Mengsong's actions won unanimous approval from the fab's executives and shareholders,
especially the management team led by Zhang Rujin,
who knew Liang's appointment was a clear signal that Su Yuanshan intended to pursue a technology-driven strategy.
And Su Yuanshan's will must be respected.
—If you disagree, go build yourself a $40 billion enterprise first.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Zhang Xiaolong knocked on Su Yuanshan's door almost right on time.
"Brother, have a seat. Let me finish replying to an email first," Su Yuanshan said.
He quickly wrapped up an encrypted email to Lin Benjian, then walked over to the sofa with a smile.
"How was your first meeting today?"
"Everyone was very cooperative. It went pretty well," Zhang Xiaolong said gratefully.
He appreciated Su Yuanshan taking the time to "sit in" and lend his presence—
because based on everyone's understanding of Yuanxin's priorities for the year, Su Yuanshan should really have been overseeing the industrial park instead.
"Good, good," Su Yuanshan nodded with a smile.
"Now, about what we discussed earlier—building an online DVD rental site and server system.
Have you guys made any progress?
If not... this business might get handed over to Xinghai."
Hearing "Xinghai" lit a fire under Zhang Xiaolong.
"Don't! We're working overtime on it.
This is about building a website, not network tech.
What does Xinghai know about that?
At least we birthed the world's top portal site..."
Su Yuanshan burst out laughing.
At the recent annual conference, Zhang Xiaolong had been present, though seated at the very end due to his low seniority.
He hadn't dared protest even a little when Chen Jing criticized the R&D Center.
The Internet Research Center was, after all, subordinate to R&D.
But now, he was holding onto a strong desire to prove himself—
at least compared to Xinghai's Internet department.
And he wasn't wrong—
Even though Ding Lei and Pony had split off and taken two teams,
some talented individuals had chosen to stay behind.
Whether out of loyalty or opportunism,
they were now the "seeds" for the future Internet Center,
with valuable experience.
"Alright, I trust you guys," Su Yuanshan said with a smile.
"But be careful...
I looked at your current team list.
There's not a single person from the old Jiangdu Tower software team.
I don't know how good your code optimization and resource management skills are—
these systems can last decades.
Don't build a mountain of crap code."
Zhang Xiaolong rolled his eyes.
"Boss, the EDA guys are all elite...
We at the Internet Center don't have that level of pedigree."
"...Oh, right. I forgot."
"But don't worry," Zhang Xiaolong added.
"Brother Ding set solid standards back then.
When I took over the email client project,
I found the comments and code formatting were excellent,
making maintenance really easy."
"That's because Brother Ding helped maintain the EDA project..."
Su Yuanshan narrowed his eyes,
thinking back to when Ding Lei, still a junior, brought classmates to intern at Yuanxin's Jiangdu Tower site in 1992.
Ding Lei had stayed at Yuanxin for three years—
who knew how much of Yuanxin's spirit he had absorbed?
Su Yuanshan quickly pulled himself back to the present and said with a smile,
"Here's the thing.
It's not that I don't trust you.
It's just... this is the Internet Center's first outsourced business.
Besides strong functionality, it has to serve both users and businesses,
and must be sustainably maintainable too..."
"So, let me personally oversee the code.
How about that?"
Zhang Xiaolong blinked several times, stunned.
"That would be amazing!"
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Chapter 389 A Brilliant Idea
After Zhang Xiaolong left, Zhou Xiaohui returned to Su Yuanshan's office.
Since her secretary team had grown to five people, the adjacent office was starting to feel a bit cramped, so she simply moved over to Su Yuanshan's space—after all, it was spacious enough, nearly thirty or forty square meters.
"By the way, do we have a better scanner and OCR (text recognition) software?" Zhou Xiaohui asked as she tidied up the files.
"What's up?"
"Xiaowen and the others just tested the Quan You scanner with Unisoc's OCR software, and the recognition rate still isn't great," Zhou Xiaohui said with a smile. "They're all saying you're the kind of boss who only opens his mouth, and the subordinates have to run themselves into the ground—no wait, not just run, but work until their hands cramp."
Su Yuanshan laughed.
Going paperless had been a goal he set early on, but the reality was that tools and habits still favored pen and paper—
even Su Yuanshan himself was used to jotting things down in a notebook.
But he was well aware that for a high-tech enterprise like Yuanxin that operated across multiple industries,
various reports, documents, and especially technical papers absolutely needed to be digitized and indexed—
the longer they delayed, the bigger the headache would become later.
Last year, Unisoc had released the so-called first Chinese-English mixed typeset recognition system, the TH-OCR94,
which could be used with Quan You (Microtek) scanners they distributed.
So Su Yuanshan had insisted this be the year they got it done.
That's right—Unisoc still hadn't developed their own scanners yet. They were probably still busy copying others.
"The OCR issue mostly comes down to poor algorithms. On top of that, the original printed fonts weren't very standard.
Humans can recognize them just fine, but machines struggle..." Su Yuanshan said thoughtfully.
"Why don't you try reaching out to Unisoc? If they're willing, maybe Seat can help them out a bit."
Zhou Xiaohui smiled. "Forget it. I'd rather not take the heat for that."
Su Yuanshan paused, then burst into laughter.
"My bad, my bad. Then how about contacting one of their tech people directly? See if they can send someone to help optimize it a bit? Just say our workload is huge..."
"That's doable. And it's true—our workload really is massive.
At the current rate of scanning and editing, it'll take at least one to two months to finish..."
"That long?" Su Yuanshan was shocked. "We have that many paper documents?"
Zhou Xiaohui gave him a look.
"You're just the guy who circles things and delegates. Of course you have no idea how much paperwork there is!"
"...Hey!"
...
Two days later, Zhang Xiaolong brought the proposal for the online rental system—
since the concept and direction had come entirely from Su Yuanshan,
both Sony HQ and Sony Pictures had complete confidence in his vision.
So even though he was the vendor, Zhang Xiaolong was getting the royal treatment like a client.
In truth, Kutaragi Ken's thinking was spot on,
because Su Yuanshan really did care deeply about the online rental system.
"Overall, it looks good," Su Yuanshan said as he looked over the printed layout diagram.
"Sister Xiaohui was just saying how scanning and archiving is a huge pain, and now you're giving me more paper…"
"Hehe, habit. And at the end of the day, this still needs to go into a contract. Ink on paper—no room for denial," Zhang Xiaolong replied with a smile.
"So can we start building the front-end UI from this?"
"Yeah. Right now, the system is mainly functional, so the homepage layout isn't as important—
what really matters are the second-level and third-level pages."
Su Yuanshan flipped to page three and said,
"Look here. Under the subscription section, we can add a recommendations panel."
"The recommendations can be driven by algorithms."
He drew a few boxes representing hyperlinks.
"The algorithm can recommend content based on how many people have viewed similar movies.
It's easy to implement."
"Let me take a look," Zhang Xiaolong said, carefully studying Su Yuanshan's suggestions.
Su Yuanshan didn't rush him.
He knew Zhang Xiaolong had never built a website before—
his experience came mainly from working with Ding Lei and understanding things from a developer's point of view.
Plus, Zhang had never worked at Pandora Lab,
so he didn't yet know what "big data analysis" was.
—Anyone who had worked at Pandora, or even been exposed to it,
would know that Seat was already dabbling in deep learning and big data algorithms.
That was also why Su Yuanshan had suggested Zhou Xiaohui contact Unisoc and have them liaise with Pandora—
though it risked embarrassing Unisoc a little.
So Zhou Xiaohui had only hinted at the issue, without bluntly saying,
"Your OCR software is bad, let us show you how it's done."
A minute later, Zhang Xiaolong looked up, eyes gleaming with clarity.
"I get it. You mean, we can classify users based on their subscriptions and rental histories,
then recommend films that other users with similar tastes also liked—
which makes it highly probable that they'll like them too."
Su Yuanshan's eyes sparkled with approval.
"Exactly! That's the idea.
Pandora Lab already has the relevant algorithms. Just tell Seat what you need—he'll understand."
"Got it!"
Zhang Xiaolong stood up, glanced at the printout in his hand, then at Su Yuanshan,
and began pacing around the office.
Across the room, Zhou Xiaohui smiled when she saw his expression,
but Su Yuanshan stopped her with a grin.
—He knew that when someone obsessed with tech got close to a breakthrough idea,
this was a typical reaction.
So he just smiled and watched Zhang Xiaolong curiously—wondering what this guy would come up with.
Zhang Xiaolong muttered to himself as he stared at the document,
completely forgetting he was in the boss's office,
fully immersed in the spark of inspiration.
Finally, after three minutes, he stopped, looked up at the ceiling, and closed his eyes.
"Director Shan! I have a brilliant idea!"
"Go on," Su Yuanshan said with a grin.
He glanced at the clock—
thinking if this went on any longer, he'd have to call a mental hospital...
"Last year—no, the year before—CGI technology was introduced," Zhang Xiaolong said, eyes shining.
"But Brother Ding used the ASP technology developed jointly by Xinghai and Microsoft."
"So, what if we use pure ASP dynamic page tech to create a unique, personalized interface for every registered user?"
Su Yuanshan's pupils narrowed slightly.
TikTok?
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Chapter 390 A Giant in Swaddling Clothes
In this life, because of Xinghai's early entry into the internet field, many otherwise delayed technologies were brought forward.
Among them was ASP—Active Server Pages—commonly known as dynamic page technology.
It didn't mean that web pages would have flashy moving images, but rather that the links themselves would not be fixed; they could dynamically change and respond based on user preferences.
Simply put, different users visiting the same website could see different content.
When combined with a good algorithm, it would become... the TikTok of the future.
Moreover, ASP had appeared within a year after CGI technology was introduced—something very different from Su Yuanshan's previous life.
And with both Microsoft and Xinghai, a tech giant and an internet infrastructure powerhouse, pushing it together,
ASP technology quickly strangled CGI in its cradle and became the hottest "cutting-edge technology" on the internet.
Su Yuanshan quickly calmed down.
He didn't doubt that Zhang Xiaolong could have thought of it—
after all, he had developed popular software before, was riding aboard Yuanxin's internet ship at the forefront of the wave, and Su Yuanshan himself had just inadvertently nudged him.
It was only natural he would instantly think of "personalized customization."
"Interesting," Su Yuanshan nodded.
"And I believe this will indeed be the direction of future development."
"Yeah, yeah! Dynamic pages are definitely the future—aside from the homepage news sections of portal websites,
the ability to offer personalized and customized experiences for each user fits perfectly with the spirit of the internet!"
Zhang Xiaolong said, excitedly clenching his fists.
"Then it's settled!"
But Su Yuanshan stopped him.
"Brother Xiaolong, have you considered whether the current servers can handle that much concurrent demand?"
"Huh?"
"And dynamic pages require very high concurrent data management and problem-solving abilities—
do you have the technical personnel and skills for that?"
Zhang Xiaolong froze, then gritted his teeth and said,
"If we don't have it, we'll train it.
As long as we have the right direction, we must keep pushing forward."
"As for the servers—
I believe by the time the website goes live and we have enough users to strain server performance,
there will also be more advanced servers available.
And server technology is one of our future R&D priorities anyway—
better to get early experience."
Zhang Xiaolong finished in one breath and looked at Su Yuanshan.
Su Yuanshan pondered for a few seconds, then slowly nodded.
"Alright.
But remember, algorithms are crucial—
a recommendation system algorithm based on massive data learning and optimization will be the core of the whole system, its key competitive advantage."
"Understood."
...
After Zhang Xiaolong rushed out excitedly, Zhou Xiaohui winked at Su Yuanshan.
"Was that idea just now really that good?"
"Yeah, not just good—excellent," Su Yuanshan said with a smile.
"Once the algorithm matures, it'll be a killer weapon."
"Uh... I don't really get it."
"Let me give you an example," Su Yuanshan said thoughtfully.
"Do you rent DVDs?"
"No, but you can pretend I do," Zhou Xiaohui said.
"...Alright. Imagine you go to an unattended DVD rental store.
After you rent a few movies—or even just pick up and glance at a few disks—
the next time you visit,
you find the shelves filled with movies exactly matching your tastes."
"Wouldn't that store end up earning a lot of your money?" Su Yuanshan asked, smiling.
Zhou Xiaohui opened her mouth but eventually nodded.
"...Yes.
But you could've used lipstick as an example.
Say I often buy lipsticks from a particular brand at a cosmetics shop—
the next time I visit, they'll have my favorite lipsticks ready on display."
"How many lipsticks do you have?"
"Dozens," she said lightly.
"..."
Su Yuanshan stared at her lips, where he honestly couldn't even tell if she was wearing lipstick.
He shook his head and sighed.
"Honestly, Sister Xiaohui...
I've never noticed whether you wear lipstick or not."
At that moment, the phone on her desk rang.
She picked it up, glared at Su Yuanshan, and stormed out of the office.
Su Yuanshan laughed.
He knew very well—
that comment was the classic kind: not really harmful, but highly insulting.
Before long, Zhou Xiaohui returned, pushing the door open again.
Behind her stood a young man under thirty, wearing glasses.
...
"Director Shan," Zhou Xiaohui had already forgotten Su Yuanshan's earlier "insult," smiling as she led the guest in.
Su Yuanshan looked up, puzzled by the shy-looking man.
He stood up immediately—
although Su Yuanshan's casualness was well known at Yuanxin, he always showed respect to certain visitors.
Zhou Xiaohui, as his long-time secretary, knew this well and wouldn't have brought someone randomly into his office.
Clearly, this guest had some standing.
"This is Mr. Wang Hongtao, Vice President of Unisoc," Zhou Xiaohui introduced.
"He was also the lead developer of the TH-OCR94 project."
"Oh... nice to meet you, Mr. Wang."
"Director Shan, nice to meet you," Wang Hongtao said politely.
They shook hands and sat down on the guest sofa.
Zhou Xiaohui went to prepare tea for them.
Seeing Zhou Xiaohui making tea, Su Yuanshan began guessing at Wang Hongtao's purpose.
It was obvious that someone at Wang's level wasn't here just for after-sales support.
But the fact that Zhou Xiaohui could summon a VP from Unisoc with just one phone call
showed just how massive Yuanxin's influence had become.
Seeing Su Yuanshan's faintly puzzled expression,
Wang Hongtao nervously adjusted his glasses.
He was admittedly a little tense—after all, Su Yuanshan's fame in the tech world was overwhelming.
"Director Shan, it's like this," Wang Hongtao said after licking his lips.
"We heard that our OCR software has caused some issues in your workflow.
We highly value feedback from an important client like Yuanxin."
"I came personally—one, to see if there's anything we can improve;
and two, to explore potential collaboration opportunities with Yuanxin in other areas."
Su Yuanshan let out a quiet breath.
Now that sounded reasonable.
Otherwise, coming in person over some minor scanning issues would have been ridiculous.
He knew Unisoc had just transitioned from a university-affiliated factory into "Unisoc Group."
But compared to the future giant it would become,
right now, it was still a hollow shell.
Nowhere near the future Unisoc—a massive integrated circuit titan,
the largest comprehensive semiconductor company in China,
first in domestic enterprise IT services, second globally.
From a certain point of view,
it was destined to become one of Yuanxin's major rivals.
But right now,
it was still a baby in swaddling clothes.
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