Reborn since 1993

Chapter 1173 Symphony of Fate

"The MIPS architecture is unique and irreplaceable!"

Belluzzo is well aware of the advantages of the MIPS architecture: it is currently the only chip industry that can rival Intel's x86 architecture.

Especially for companies that have a bad relationship with Intel or are competitors, if they don't want to be Intel's lackey and be controlled by Intel in every way, then MIPS is their only option.

Using the x86 architecture means you can never surpass Intel in the chip industry, because they set the rules. Trying to beat them within their rules is just nonsense.
ARM, for example, could be exploring the development of computer-grade chips, but when that could be achieved is uncertain.

Furthermore, if we use the ARM chip architecture to develop computer chips, will we still need to find Microsoft to continue adapting the ARM system?
The cost of this is enormous.

Previously, Dongling Hi-Tech sought to adapt its MIPS architecture chips to Microsoft, but it paid a huge price and gave up a lot of profits.

If we were to go through the ARM architecture again, how much would Dongling Hi-Tech have to pay? Could Dongling Hi-Tech afford Microsoft's demands?
This is also the source of Belluzzo's confidence to ask for exorbitant prices. Silicon Graphics is having a tough time, but Dongxin doesn't have many other options either.

"Three hundred and fifty million US dollars!"

"As an ally, Dongxin is indeed willing to help its ally overcome difficulties, but the MIPS architecture should not become an obstacle to our alliance!"

Wu Xinyi raised his offer. Before leaving Pingyang, Li Dongling actually gave Dongxin a bottom price for the acquisition, so Wu Xinyi could continue to negotiate the price with Berluzo.

"Perhaps Silicon Graphics should listen to the opinions of other potential acquirers!"

Belluzzo and Wu Xinyi began to constantly test each other's bargaining chips and psychological price, and the acquisition price was naturally kept being raised.

"Four hundred and eighty million US dollars!"

When the price was quoted, Wu Xinyi's expression became very serious; this price was indeed not cheap.

Of course, compared to the price SoftBank paid for Masayoshi Son to acquire ARM in his previous life, this is just a bargain. Son spent $320 billion to acquire ARM!
However, for Dongxin at its current level, spending such a large sum of money to acquire MIPS is already somewhat risky.

“MIPS and MIPS are worth more than that!” Belluzzo wanted to raise the price further.

But Wu Xinyi was already showing signs of impatience, shouting, "Four hundred and eighty million US dollars!"

"If Wall Street heard that Silicon Graphics sold MIPS at such a price, they would definitely praise Belluzzo, saying that he is the best professional manager in America."

Silicon Graphics can weather the current difficulties and has sufficient funds to regroup.

"This is the last time Dongxin Semiconductor will make a price quote to MIPS and MIPS."

If Silicon Graphics is unwilling to make a deal, then Dongxin can only express its regret. ARM might also be a good option!

Wu Xinyi threatened Belluzzo, saying that if he didn't sell, Dongxin Semiconductor would have to go to ARM.

"I'm only here in America for 48 hours. You can make your choice by tomorrow night, Belluzzo. You have my phone number!"

Then Wu Xinyi stood up and said to Belluzzo, "At different times in life, there will be different choices, and every choice will have a different outcome."

I hope, President Belluzzo, that you can choose the best possible outcome for Silicon Graphics!

Watching Wu Xinyi leave directly, Belluzzo hesitated. He was worried that Wu Xinyi would leave, but he wanted to sell to Meipusi Company for a higher price and wanted to know the quotations from other companies.

Wu Xinyi's expression relaxed only after he walked out the door and got into the car.

Wu Xinyi was unsure whether Berluzo would accept Dongxin's offer, but this offer was already the limit Dongxin could afford.

As for spending seven or eight hundred million US dollars to take over Meipusi Company, that would be a real sucker, and who knows when they'd break even.

If Belluzzo is willing to accept such an offer, then the deal can be completed; if not, Wu Xinyi will have no choice but to fly to England to find ARM!
Next, it was time to test their mentality and endurance. Both Dongxin and Silicon Map were waiting for each other's call, hoping that the other would break down first.

Living in the villa arranged for him by Zhou Hualiang, Wu Xinyi's ashtray was already full of cigarette butts.

Upon arriving in America, Wu Xinyi noticed that many people, especially in offices and restaurants, were using Ruyan e-cigarettes. Wu Xinyi recognized the brand as a subsidiary of Torch Group, which was invested in by its parent company.

In China, Ruyan e-cigarettes are not well-known because Torch Group has not launched them in China. However, many small e-cigarette workshops have sprung up in places like Huaqiangbei in Shenzhen.

Because e-cigarettes are currently in short supply, many e-cigarette brands have emerged in America and are sourcing them from places like Huaqiangbei.

Wu Xinyi lit a cigarette with Zorro's Constantine lighter. Similarly, Zorro is not well-known in China due to its pricing. After all, at fifty dollars, not many people in China can afford to buy it casually.

But in America, Zorro is a "well-known" brand. At least American women have accepted its image and consider Zorro, belts, and ties as gifts for men.

Amidst the swirling smoke, Wu Xinyi learned through Zhou Hualiang that Silicon Graphics was in contact with several companies, but the extent of the discussions remained unknown. He waited until nightfall, and as darkness deepened outside, Wu Xinyi sighed. He was even considering informing the maintenance team of Dongke Private Jet to prepare for their flight to England the next day.

Just as Wu Xinyi was about to pick up the phone, it suddenly rang. Wu Xinyi did not answer it immediately, but waited for more than ten seconds before answering the phone.

"Wu, I hope you can come to Silicon Graphics tomorrow!"

Hearing Belluzzo's voice on the other end of the phone, Wu Xinyi suppressed his excitement and said in a "calm" tone, "President Belluzzo, you have made the right choice for the fate of Silicon Graphics!"

After hanging up the phone, Wu Xinyi couldn't help but clench his fist. Clearly, the other buyers that Silicon Graphics had found, such as Sony, Intel, Cisco, and AMD, were not as willing to offer as Dongxin. Otherwise, Berluzo wouldn't have gone back to his old ways.

……

"A-Yuan, call me Dad!"

Inside the villa in Dongfang Jiayuan, Li Dongling looked at Xiao Zhiyuan, who was gradually learning to crawl. Unlike when he first saw the little guy in the delivery room, Xiao Zhiyuan had now fully grown up, and his chubby face made Li Dongling want to pinch it a few more times.

Baba

As they were struggling to climb, Xiao Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head and mumbled something, which immediately drew the attention of Li Dongling and Yao Luoying, who were standing nearby.

"A-Yuan, call out again!"

Upon hearing this, the benevolent Li picked up Xiao Zhiyuan and spoke to the little guy.

Xiao Zhiyuan looked at Li Dongling, then stretched out his little arms to Yao Luoying, wanting her to hug him.

Once in Yao Luoying's arms, Xiao Zhiyuan called out "Baba" again. Expecting him to speak clearly this time was absurd, but both Li Dashanren and Yao Luoying heard it.

"You heartless little brat!"

Yao Luoying looked at Xiao Zhiyuan and couldn't help but pinch his cheek in exasperation. She was the one who had taken care of Xiao Zhiyuan the longest, but the little guy called out Li Dongling first.

Li Dongling looked at his son, Xiao Zhiyuan, and became more and more satisfied.

As the saying goes, the struggle for the crown prince position is always dangerous. No matter how many people the Li family has in the future, with Xiao Zhiyuan's qualities, his position is probably unshakeable.

Li Dongling teased Xiao Zhiyuan, letting the little guy ride on the richest man's neck and spin around a few times, making him the first man to dare to ride on the richest man's neck. The little guy giggled.

At this point, the little guy was short of energy. After playing with him for a while, he was still making a fuss one second, but the next second he had already fallen asleep.

Li Dongling placed the baby in the cradle and then looked at Yao Luoying. Yao Luoying's figure had basically returned to its pre-pregnancy state. Compared to before, she was much fuller and had more of a mature woman's charm.

Seeing Li Dongling's gaze, Yao Luoying looked at the benevolent Li with eyes as clear as spring water. Then, Li Dongling picked Yao Luoying up and carried her into the room.

"After I get to Jiangcheng, I need to go to Gangcheng. There are a lot of things to take care of there!"

Li Dongling stroked Yao Luoying's skin, which was as smooth as silk and as fair as jade, as she lay on his chest, and spoke to her.

Upon hearing this, Yao Luoying let out a soft moan, then, as if remembering something, looked up at Li Dongling and suddenly said, "Um, President Ning, it's been a long time since you've been to Pingyang, hasn't it?!"

It's worth noting that although Yao Luoying has stepped down from the management of Dongling High-Tech, she is still a veteran member of the company.

She also served as the founder and president of Feiyan Technology. In addition, Yao Luoying is now the wife of the founder of Dongling Hi-Tech. She is the legal wife of Li Dashan and has a lot of connections in Dongling Hi-Tech. It is not difficult for Yao Luoying to find out some things.

Looking into Li Dongling's eyes, Yao Luoying pursed her lips, tied her hair back up, rolled over, climbed on top of Li Dongling, and pressed her lips to his face.

……

When Feng Jun, the president of Huaqi Company, arrived in Pingyang, he saw that Li Dashanren was walking in with his hand on his waist.

"Mr. Li!"

With a wave of his hand, Li Dongling gestured for Feng Jun to sit down. When women go crazy, men break their backs. Yao Luoying was still resting in bed, but the philanthropist Li had to continue handling affairs while supporting his aching back.

"This is Aigo's latest Patriot YP series MP3 player..."

Just as Feng Jun was speaking, the phone on Li Dongling's desk suddenly rang.

After Li Dongling answered the phone, a voice came from the other end: "Dongxin has reached an agreement with Silicon Graphics to acquire MIPS and MIPS!"

(End of this chapter)