Reborn in America: Starting as a California Resident

Upon returning to the company, Jobs immediately convened the core team to share details of his meeting with DreamWorks Software, emphasizing the urgency of strengthening Apple's software development and marketing strategies.

At the same time, we also began to closely monitor the development of Meimeng Software, analyze its market performance and user feedback, so as to adjust our own strategic direction in a timely manner.

Apple is quite vulnerable right now, and if they don't pick up the pace, their competitors will soon catch up.

At that time, a price war will be inevitable.

The small, thin apple is no match for the thick legs of the blue giant.

After finalizing the specific details of the cooperation, Meimeng Software acted swiftly;

Almost instantly, the product was ready. Except for the OEM version, which was temporarily unavailable due to production cycle issues, all other services were in place.

Such speed was almost like magic, leaving everyone at Apple speechless.

"My God, Steve, this software that has been delivered to us could not possibly have been recently completed."

They must have started software production a long time ago!

An Apple executive in charge of interfacing with the Dream software held the newly received report tightly in his hand, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"yes,"

"This guy is absolutely insane. He dares to accumulate such a huge inventory before the market has even validated it."

He seemed never to have considered what would happen if the cooperation were to be hindered.

Steve Woznia, who was always busy with the company's technical affairs, also shook his head in surprise.

"Hehe! There's no such assumption."

Mike Markkula leaned back lazily in his chair, lit a cigar, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. "Whoosh!"

"He has resources and determination that we cannot match, and we cannot refuse this cooperation."

He likely anticipated our every move.

Moreover, even if we refuse, he can easily contact our competitors.

It's conceivable that if this were to happen, those despicable individuals would repay our folly today with market erosion.

"Sigh! I'm so unwilling to accept this!"

Jobs, sitting at the head of the table, sighed and rubbed his forehead, a look of unresolved unease flashing in his eyes. "A company with such a broad market prospect is something we can't control."

"There's plenty of time!"

Gently placing the half-eaten cigar into the ashtray, Mike Markkula stood up and straightened his suit: "Right now, let's carefully consider how to make the best use of this precious period of development!"

We must make full use of this time to expand and broaden our market share.

After all, once the market truly recognizes the value of Dream Software, those despicable individuals will inevitably follow suit like wolves.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sunlight streamed through the thin mist of the San Francisco Bay Area, illuminating the offices of Dreamsoft.

Henry stood by the window, gazing at the bustling street scene outside, but his heart was filled with unease.

In just one week, the collaboration with Apple was like a sweet dream. Sales of the Dream software skyrocketed, with more than 5,000 copies sold and revenue approaching seven figures.

At this rate, it seems like a sure thing that the first month's revenue will exceed one million.

However, even with such achievements, Henry was still unable to stop his frustration.

The source of all this is his mother, Gloria Gordon, who traveled the world.

Having consciously completed her phase of raising her children, she embarked on a journey to explore the world alone.

However, she still makes sure to call her beloved children every week.

Even if both sides are just chatting about ordinary family matters and sharing what they have seen and heard recently.

However, this call seemed somewhat different from others.

Henry's mother, who was usually gentle and kind to him, sounded unusually serious on the phone: "My dear child, I heard you haven't been going to school lately?"

Who is it? Which treacherous subject is trying to harm me?

Henry's first thought was of his older sister, Anne.

However, after a little thought, he immediately dismissed this ridiculous doubt.

Although her sister dealt with his affairs in a rather brutal manner;

However, he has never broken his promise.

"Who exactly is it?"

Don't let me catch you. If I do, I will definitely...

Henry gritted his teeth for a moment, but considering his mother's decisive and efficient manner, he dared not slacken in the slightest!

He was afraid that the other party would end the trip immediately, fly back, and take full control of his life again.

Her eyes darted around, and she swallowed carefully, trying her best to make her voice sound sincere and innocent: "Mom, don't worry, let me explain."

"In fact, Mom, the information you've heard isn't complete."

You know me. I have always been a kind and responsible child. I have always performed well in school and my grades have never dropped.

However, this time, I did encounter some special circumstances.

Henry's words were tinged with helplessness and sincerity.

On the other end of the phone, Gloria heard Henry's excuses and her tone began to carry a hint of mockery.

He clearly had reservations about his son's explanation: "Oh, really, my little Henry?"

"So, can you tell Mom what special circumstances made you feel that you could skip schoolwork?"

"Is it because Mom is getting old that I think my IQ has dropped?"

"Oh no, Mom!"

"How could you use such wicked thoughts to speculate about your lovely and filial son!"

You should remember my lifelong dream!

I've dreamed of creating my own technological products since I was a child;

Dream Software is the beginning of this dream.

......

In addition to repeating the same lines he used to persuade Anne, Henry added a brief mention of his recent achievements: "Mom, I have some amazing news for you."

Your son's software company is now officially profitable!

Moreover, we have reached an important milestone by selling more than 5,000 software copies.

Revenue is about to surpass one million US dollars.

Do you understand just how significant this is to us?

Since my father and grandfather passed away, we have gradually become marginalized in the Getty family, which is unacceptable!

I must seize this opportunity to ensure the company's stable development; this is related to the future of my whole family.

Henry didn't hide anything and poured out his heart to his mother about his struggles during this period and the significance behind them.

He knew that, in the face of his mother's questioning, he had to demonstrate enough determination and planning to prove that his choice was not impulsive but well-considered.

After listening to her youngest son's impassioned speech, Gloria Gurdon, who was in Tuscany, Italy, unconsciously swirled the glass of Cheval Blanc in her hand. The wine glass looked even more luscious against the backdrop of the sunset.

After a long silence, her voice rang out again: "Henry, I'm so proud of you, really."

I am very pleased to see that you have inherited the family's innovative spirit.

But, my child, please remember that no matter how brilliant your entrepreneurial journey may be, never forget that education is the cornerstone that shapes your character.