nycdaug Chapter 32 One phone call made the big shot volunteer to join him
Chapter 32 One phone call made the big shot volunteer to join him
Finding the contact information of the founder of ATI, the future graphics card giant, is not a difficult task.
Although Ho Kwok-yuen is not doing so well in his work now because he immigrated to Canada, his brilliant past cannot be ignored.
With just a little effort from a local headhunter, you can easily get the contact information of this tycoon who is going through a midlife crisis.
He frowned slightly upon hearing the flippant greeting on the other end of the phone.
This is clearly not a reply from the headhunting firm.
"Hello, what can I do for you?"
His good education allowed him to maintain emotional stability and carefully inquire about the identity of the visitor.
"Mr. He, I am Lin Lixin, the chairman of GAMENOVA." Lin Lixin's tone also became more serious. "I saw your information at the headhunting firm."
"GAMENOVA?"
He Guoyuan frowned and pondered for a while upon hearing this unfamiliar name, but it was all in vain.
He does not recall such a company.
Moreover, this guy named Lin Lixin sounds quite young.
However, since he really needed a decent job, He Guoyuan was in no hurry to hang up.
"Mr. He, our graphics chip division is looking for an excellent architect. Would you be interested?"
He Guoyuan was slightly taken aback, and his gaze unconsciously glanced at the plan on the table.
He did have this idea. If he couldn't find a suitable job, he planned to start a small company called ATI and make some graphics chips to earn money.
If he could, he would certainly prefer to manufacture personal computers.
But the financial requirements for PCs are terrifying; only giants like IBM can afford them.
A penniless guy like him, with only a few hundred thousand Canadian dollars to his name, could never manage to play this game.
Although he did have such thoughts, he did not immediately give an answer to Lin Lixin's offer.
Making graphics chips is a small business with meager profits, so the salary and benefits are probably not very good either.
Moreover, he had never even heard of the name "GAMENOVA," and it was some unknown, fly-by-night company.
Most importantly, Ho Kwok-yuen believes in one principle: the "wet towel" theory.
This was told to him by his first boss.
"The company treats every worker like a wet towel; once you've squeezed out the last drop of moisture, they throw you away."
No matter how much he improves himself and makes himself irreplaceable, the feeling of being someone else's "wet towel" is never very pleasant.
If he could, he would prefer to start his own company.
He Guoyuan cleared his throat and asked the most crucial question into the receiver: "What are the salary and benefits like?"
An obscure little company, whose name even suggests it makes video games, is unlikely to be a very successful enterprise.
"An annual salary of $100,000. If Mr. He is really as capable as the information says, he will also have a profit-sharing contract with our chip subsidiary, Micro-NOVA (New Star Semiconductor)."
"Um?"
He Guoyuan was taken aback, not expecting the other party to offer such a generous salary right off the bat.
It's worth noting that the average annual salary for a senior engineer is only tens of thousands of US dollars.
Although this salary is still far lower than the HK$50 annual salary I earned in Hong Kong, it is quite acceptable in North America.
Not to mention the huge profit-sharing pie.
"are you serious?"
He Guoyuan suddenly became a little annoyed, thinking that Lin Lixin was probably a mischievous little brat.
"GAMENOVA... This is the first time I've heard of this name. Is your company in the video game business?"
"That's right, our headquarters are in California. If Mr. He is interested, we can meet to discuss it in detail."
Lin Lixin directly gave the address of VideoSoft, which Gerald had already closed, instead of his own arcade.
At least that sounds more high-end.
"Silicon Valley?" He Guoyuan wrote down the address, his eyes showing surprise.
Although Santa Clara is not the heart of Silicon Valley, it is an important technology hub.
"We at Micro-NOVA have now acquired Gerald Lawson, a former engineer at Fairchild Semiconductor and the father of programmable cartridges."
Under Lin Lixin's combination of coaxing and deception, the image of a rising semiconductor star in the heart of Silicon Valley's technology industry gradually took root in He Guoyuan's mind.
Finally, a few days later, with a somewhat unreal expectation, he boarded a flight to Baja California.
then……
He Guoyuan stood under the blazing sun, facing the rickety, yellowed, and crumbling "VideoSoft" sign, and his lips twitched.
"F**K!"
Even the mild-mannered man couldn't hold back at this moment and spat out a curse.
I got scammed!
I've been ripped off!
What happened to the emerging company that was supposed to have a super big shot joining it?
Where are these Silicon Valley rising stars?
What the hell is this thing?!
……
'Bang bang bang'
Lin Lixin, who was discussing home computer configuration plans with Gerald, heard a series of anxious knocks on the door.
Through the somewhat dirty glass, he saw the square-faced man outside the door.
However, he was completely different from the gentle and refined image in his memory. He stood in front of the door with a dark face.
Lin Lixin put on that innocent, harmless smile, opened the door, and stood in front of this unlucky fellow who had traveled all the way from Toronto, Canada.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and He Guoyuan's control panel quickly appeared before him.
【KwokYuenHo】
Overall Rating: S (Mature Engineer)
Electrical Engineering (Semiconductors) : 162 (Growth Value: S)
[Administration and Finance]: 88 (Growth Value: A)
……
In terms of pure physical strength, he is almost on par with Gerrard.
Lin Lixin closed the panel, nodded, and greeted him in Chinese: "Mr. He~ It's finally nice to see you. Come in and talk to me?"
"I don't see much more to say."
He Guoyuan answered coldly and turned to leave.
He had already attributed it all to the pranks of this frivolous young man in front of him.
"Lin, is this the Mr. He you mentioned?"
Hearing another voice behind him, He Guoyuan slowly turned around.
He was stunned.
He Guoyuan naturally had a deep impression of this industry veteran and recognized him at a glance.
The somewhat overweight middle-aged African American man in front of you is Gerald Lawson.
"Mr. He, we need someone like you."
Gerrard removed his sunglasses and nodded politely in greeting.
"Lin's idea is so brilliant that it would be difficult for me and others to help much on our own. Mr. He's involvement has been a great help."
He had heard Lin Lixin mention this Chinese engineer, whom Lin Lixin had been paying close attention to recently, before.
"??"
He Guoyuan looked at Lin Lixin, then at Gerrard, his face full of disbelief: "You? Help him? Are you sure you didn't get it backwards?"