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    When he got off the bus, Xiao Qi discovered that he had arrived at the Beijing Hotel.

    Xiao Qi didn¡¯t know much about the time-honored Beijing Hotel, but he knew that it was very famous. When he saw the luxurious square building, he didn¡¯t have much impression.

    There are so many high-rise buildings in the United States. When it comes to this kind of Western-style buildings, they are really not enough. However, Xiao Qi is a little interested in the kind of hotel converted from a palace.

    Cai Mingsheng, who was waiting in the hotel lobby, saw his nephew coming with Xiao Qi. He quickly stood up and came forward with a smile, holding Xiao Qi's hand with both hands: "Mr. Xiao is indeed young and promising. I have long wanted to meet you.  But I never had the chance. Fortunately, I took this opportunity to come to the mainland and have a good time with Mr. Xiao. It¡¯s really lucky for Cai!¡±

    Cai Mingsheng is actually not much older than Cai Guozhi. He looks about forty-five or sixty-six years old. He has a square head and big ears. He is very kind. No matter how you look at it, he is in the golden age of a man.

    His eyes were very firm, and his vague demeanor was very calm.

    It¡¯s no wonder that in the next few years, the chairman of MediaTek can create some miracles and grab 40% of China¡¯s mobile phone chip market from the hands of large foreign manufacturers.

    Xiao Qi also greeted politely, "Dong Cai, you're welcome. Brother Cai and I are friends. If you don't mind, how about I call you Uncle Cai?"

    Learning to act cute properly is an important skill Xiao Qi learned after his rebirth. A 16-year-old boy can still pretend to be naive if he deliberately pretends to be innocent.

    Acting cute can not only increase the favorability of others, but also make others relax their vigilance, especially when others do not understand Xiao Qi¡¯s details.

    It¡¯s interesting to say that Xiao Qi learned this skill from the junior Baodao students and Hong Kong students in the university. These Hong Kong and Baodao students don¡¯t matter whether they like you or not.  Anyway, he smiled before he even opened his mouth and easily won the favor of the Americans. However, he was tricked by them several times before he finally learned his lesson.

    In fact, Xiao Qi¡¯s family property is now.  Already more than Cai Mingsheng.

    Seeing that Xiao Qi was so polite even though he was already rich, Cai Mingsheng nodded repeatedly, "Young Master Qi is so polite. When I was your age, I was still working as a laborer in Boss Wang's plastic factory, so what can I say?  If you don't dislike me, you should not dislike me as my friend."

    "Uncle Cai, you are being polite." Xiao Qi laughed, "But since I have come all the way, should you invite me to have a meal?"

    "Okay. I was planning to treat you. How about we eat Huaiyang cuisine today?" Cai Mingsheng raised his hand to greet the guests, "I heard that the first prime minister was from Huaiyang. So Huaiyang cuisine is basically used for state banquets.  Synonymous with food. Thanks to you, MediaTek¡¯s mobile chips are surprisingly popular, so let¡¯s have a high-standard banquet.¡±

    "good!"

    Xiao Qi was not polite and followed Cai Mingsheng's uncle and nephew. After the three of them got on the elevator together, they entered the small private room of the restaurant.

    Because it was a private banquet, the private room was not that big, but the two waitresses inside were really beautiful.  Not only is she beautiful, but she is also over 1.7 meters tall and has a curvy shape that almost dazzled Cai Guozhi.

    Xiao Qi¡¯s eyes were always clear. Even during the meal, when the waiter came to pour wine, change plates, etc., he was polite and not at all drooling like Cai Guozhi.

    Cai Mingsheng was amazed at what he saw. Xiao Qi, who was ten years old, always liked beautiful women. Even he was a little tempted by the beauty in the Beijing Hotel, but this young man didn't have any lust at all.  This kind of self-cultivation is just like that of an enlightened monk.

    He doesn¡¯t know that the two stunning beauties in Xiao Qi¡¯s family are so much better than the two now, so of course they won¡¯t behave inappropriately.

    ?? Huaiyang cuisine has a very light taste, delicate knife skills, and exquisite ingredients. Paired with a glass of Shaoxing old rice wine, it is best for drinking and talking quietly.

    After talking about some interesting things about the treasure island, Cai Guozhi slowly brought the topic to the microprocessor that Xiao Qi just talked about.

    Cai Mingsheng listened very carefully. He was originally from a technical background. Hearing that Xiao Qi, who was still making cheap mobile phones some time ago, suddenly wanted to make the most high-end electronic products, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.  I don¡¯t think Xiao Qi, a layman, has a chance of success with the joint efforts of Nokia, Motorola and Sony Ericsson.

    But this does not hinder his interest in the 45-nanometer technology microprocessor proposed by Xiao Qi. He is even now three years ahead of schedule in history and has begun to think about this kind of microprocessor.development prospects.

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    Seeing Cai Mingsheng¡¯s disapproval, Xiao Qi secretly sighed: Even the compatriots in Baodao don¡¯t believe that China can produce such a high-tech electronics company. It seems that I have to succeed and let everyone see it!

    As expected, after another direct inquiry from Xiao Qi, Cai Mingsheng directly rejected Xiao Qi's request. MediaTek did not have this knowledge in microprocessors and could not make it.

    Xiao Qi was relieved immediately. MediaTek is still making simple mobile phone chips. It will still be several years before they actually enter the high-nanometer level microprocessor.

    After dinner, as soon as he walked out of the box door, Cai Mingsheng said sorry and went to the bathroom.

    Xiao Qi and Cai Guozhi walked to the lounge next to them to wait for him.

    It just so happened that there was a group of people gathered around here at this time, and there were two people in the middle who were having a heated discussion about something.

    Cai Guozhi is a person who likes to have fun, so he quickly came up to him. When he saw it, his face was startled: "Why are they?"

    "Who is it?"

    Xiao Qi looked at the two men in the crowd. One was about thirty years old, very tall, wearing a decent suit, and looked very dashing. The other was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, but he had a bald head.  It smells like grass.

    The two of them spoke in soft Baodao Mandarin, and they were so noisy that their faces turned red. The seven or eight people next to them were obviously followers, so they could only stand on both sides, not daring to go forward to persuade them.

    "The younger one is Wang Congxi, the grandson of Wang Yongqing, the richest man in Baodao, who is in charge of a financial securities company; the older one is Chen Zhuo, who started a real estate company from scratch. He seems to have several projects in Beijing recently and is making a lot of money.  " Cai Guozhi introduced in a low voice, "Both of them have bad tempers, and they both have money, so they often have conflicts. "

    Xiao Qi smiled when he heard this, "Young people are like this, easy to be impulsive."

    Cai Guozhi couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Can you stop being so old-fashioned when you talk? Those who don't know better would think you are from my third uncle's generation!"
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