Chapter 636 is tomorrow

  According to the urgency of the domestic media, if there is a company with a market value = Philips + Airbus + BMW, it will definitely blow up and give it the name of America.

  ASML (Asmail), a high-tech company that has just become independent from Philips, does have many American employees, and many technologies also originate from the United States, but many people ignore the most important point:

  80% of ASML supply chain is in Europe, 41% in its home country Henan; 5000 suppliers, 1600 in Henan. In the Zeiss semiconductor optical division with only a few dozen people, ASML accounts for one-third of the shares.

   The so-called American regulatory agreement has long since been broken through by its own efforts.

   In 1989, when the United States decided to sell PE, the former leader of lithography machines, it meant that it had already launched the lithography machine battle!

   Today, the beginning of the new century.

   ASML, which relies on a single competing product to achieve financial independence, is of course great, but the favorite thing for its employees to do is to walk around wearing T-shirts that read:

   Destroy the islanders.

   And Zhao Song is only doing 3 things:

  1, holding a blank check in front of the reviewers, delaying the publication of all of Lin Jian's basic scientific research papers, and "water can shorten the wavelength of light" has never appeared.

  Today, the plane dropped.

  2, the Central Control Department fully supports Nikon in suing ASML for infringing its patents and requesting a ban on sales in the United States, and does its best to prevent Intel from falling to its opponents.

  3, the market exchanges the market, the island country does not suppress Tesla is that 25 sets of Nikon S520D dry lithography equipment with a premium of 5 million US dollars, for flower growers in the next ten years, dry etching is enough!

  …………

   15:45pm.

   Zhao Rong's commercial vehicle has been squeezed out of the courtyard.

  “Dong Dong~”

   knocked on the door, opened the door, and got into the car with a sullen face.

"What's wrong?"

   Zhao Rong asked curiously.

   "Several massage and convenience stores in the Middle East owned by my cousin were bombed."

   "..." Zhao Rong resisted his smile and asked pretending to be concerned, "Are you all right?"

   "I was bombed when I went out, but people just scare him, just to make him come back with nothing."

  If everyone is fine, Zhao Rong will not be polite: "Deserving it! Who told you to come to the door without investigating or saying hello, the richest man was arrested, and the business negotiation that the whole province attaches great importance to was disturbed by you.

  Because of your recklessness, we worked so hard to dry your ass. "

   "Just investigate if there is a problem," Xing Sheng said nonchalantly, but the gloomy expression on his face still made Zhao Rong laugh, "Which department does this yard belong to, and let them treat this as their own office?"

"It doesn't matter which department it is. Starting from today, this yard will be assigned to three links and one reach." Looking at Xing Sheng's stunned look, Zhao Ying replied with a schadenfreude, "1.67 million, you need to pay for this money. If people take it away, there is a price to pay."

   "%￥#%" scolded prosperously.

   Zhao Rong praised: "It seems that our little apprentice has already graduated."

   Looking at Yingying and Yanyan in the small courtyard, the beauty is like a cloud, prosperous, envious, jealous:

   "Since he has left the apprenticeship, what are we still doing here, to fill in the gaps for him?"

   Zhao Rong shook his head with a solemn expression:

   "We can't be fooled by him, and we can't treat him like a peer, he's too young. For some people, young people will always be forgiven for making mistakes."

  Xingsheng paused, nodded slowly, and suddenly saw a figure flashing past the window.

   "Liao Yingzhu is here."

   Zhao Rong immediately looked up when he heard the words, and after confirming Liao Yingzhu, his face flushed: "It should be over soon..."

   Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang.

   "This is the Secretary's Office. Is this Director Zhao Rong?"

   "I'm Zhao Rong."

   Zhao Rong excitedly pressed the phone tightly to his ear without revealing any sound:

   "Ok, thank you, I'll be there early."

  Xingsheng asked expectantly: "How is it, are you sure?"

   "It's confirmed," Zhao Rong showed a bright smile, "Sign the agreement at 2 pm tomorrow, Zhonghai Electronic Mall."

   After she finished speaking, she tried to calm down before picking up her mobile phone and dialing:

   "David, have you also received the news? Very good, I think it's better for the board of directors to recall after the agreement is signed. It's better for you to propose."

  “…”

   "Ok, thank you David."

   Putting down the phone again, Zhao Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned on the seat, and murmured:

   "Prosperity, I have to keep an eye on him for the next day. From what I know about Zhao Song, he is definitely not willing to be manipulated by us and make trouble."

   "Don't worry, all the boys under my command have been released, and the old friends of the public security system will answer my calls at any time."

   "Let's save it. If we don't live up to our expectations, this kind of parental shadow will be used less and less."

  "..." Xingsheng was speechless, and after a long while, he said leisurely: "I heard that in the past four hours, a total of 4 landing agreements have been signed in the northwest side?"

   "5 items."

   Zhao Rong sighed: "Zhang Lina is right, waste is a crime. If it is replaced by us, how many political achievements can we get, how many favors we have to release, how many people have to be promoted and rich..."

  Xingsheng also scolded in his throat: "M's!~"

   "It's useless to be angry," Zhao Rong cheered, "The whole country is playing a game of chess, there is no big national chess board of Zhongguancun Holdings, and we don't have the confidence to covet Tesla. Now, he has no money!

  Lao Xing, it's the last day, be sure to keep an eye on him! "

  Xingsheng picked up the phone, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll shake people again!"

  …………

  15:58 minutes.

  The courtyard was full of cars, and the first floor of the courtyard was crowded with people.

   In order to make up for the work that has been pulled down in the past few days, Liu Ying brought half of the secretarial team.

  The original prison cell has been quickly transformed into a comfortable president's office.

  Liu Ying has already put away her flirtatious appearance and has become a professional chief secretary. For four hours, she stood motionless behind Zhao Song, constantly listening to Zhao Song's instructions, rotating her PDA and documents back and forth, and the two clerical secretaries behind her kept rotating.

  In the management of the company, Zhao Song rarely intervenes, but in the management of those rebellious company managers, Zhao Song wants to make a statement!

   Now, the scabbard is back in place, and the joint investment plan that was going to go off track has begun to return to the right track, making countless concerned eyes relieved.

  16:05

   The busyness continued, Liao Yingzhu and Wen Zhenwen stood side by side at the desk.

   The tense atmosphere on the first floor of the building reached its peak. Amid the roars, the beautiful secretaries did not dare to let out the air, and tried their best to silence the busy footsteps.

   "Call Xu Liangying and ask her how to tell the story of the white wolf with empty gloves?"

   Zhao Song's roar came again:

   "The lie of the stock market will be broken as soon as it is poked. Our task is not to boost the stock price, but to retain the capital. Ask that sabi girl, how can you keep those investors who are already in trouble if you don't invest money?"

   Wen Zhenwen, who was sprayed with spit on his face, wiped it casually, raised the phone that had been dialed, and shouted loudly:

   "I heard that."

   After saying that, she hung up the phone.

   Zhao Song turned a blind eye, but Liu Ying continued to roar as soon as he glanced at the new document handed over:

   "What happened to NTU Optoelectronics? Didn't the two listed companies finish their discussions with the local government? Why didn't the news come out?"

   Wen Zhenwen shouted back: "No money! The Securities Regulatory Commission will suspend trading, and the 2 billion we promised has not been seen yet."

  Liao Yingzhu said: "There is also good news. Affected by the gossip, the two companies have stopped their decline recently, and the withdrawal of funds in the technology sector has stalled."

   Zhao Song: "Then speed up and release the news!"

  Wen Zhenwen: "No money!"

   (end of this chapter)