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Chapter 1440 Boston

The meeting with Yi Zhiyao was booked at Tan Xiaotian’s villa in Silicon Valley.

In order to awaken the old Yanjing's memory, Tan Xiaotian personally cooked and made a bowl of fried noodles.

There are thousands of delicious foods in Yanjing. The most representative one may be this bowl with a dish code and a stewed noodles with meat sauce.

Tan Xiaotian, Lei Jun, Li Yanhong and Zhang Chaoyang, four top domestic Internet bosses, accompanied Yi Zhiyao, sat in a modern-style restaurant, and finished a bowl of noodles.

Tan Xiaotian ate a few bites of noodles and threw a garlic clove into his mouth. His posture was very skillful.

Yi Zhiyao wore a pair of glasses, a clear face and a very bookish look.

While eating noodles, he looked at Tan Xiaotian enviously, as if recalling his youthful years in Yanjing.

Tan Xiaotian was the first to finish eating, got up, took another full bowl, then added the dish, added sauce, and stirred evenly, and took another whole cucumber.

This time, he did not return to the dining table, but squatted by the wall of the restaurant, and then bite the noodles with a click, and then chewed it wildly. It tasted so delicious! Yi Zhiyao shook his head, barely finished his small bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and smiled and said, "No, I can't eat it when I get older, but I think Xiaotan is happier than I eat it myself."

Tan Xiaotian looked up and grinned, "This shows that I have the potential to do food broadcasts."

“What is food broadcast?”

Ritsuhiro asked in confusion.

"It's just live broadcast to have your own meals and let netizens watch it."

"Will someone see this?"

"Of course, anyone will appreciate anything to the extreme."

Tan Xiaotian finally finished the second bowl of noodles.

He gave several guests to the living room and personally made a pot of jasmine tea.

Old Yanjing people like jasmine tea. This bag of tea was specially brought from Yanjing to persuade Mr. Yi.

Sure enough, Yi Zhiyao took a sip of the strongly fragrant tea and sighed, "Just Talk just now, squatting and eating noodles, which reminded me of the fact that I lived in the alley when I was a child. In summer, all the families in the alley were not eating at home. They moved out the small tables and stools. The children held bowls and squatted along the walls of the alley. It was so delicious at that time!"

His eyes rose as if he had passed through the void and landed on the Yanjing Hutong fifty years ago.

"Old Yi, I will help you realize this wish. If you return to China, I will invite you to the alley again. We will also squat in a row to have dinner, so that you can see."

Tan Xiaotian smiled happily.

"It's time to go back and have a look."

Yi Zhiyao nodded repeatedly.

Lei Jun, Li Yanhong and Zhang Chaoyang looked at each other, all showing joy.

When Tan Xiaotian said that he would invite Mr. Yi to eat fried noodles, the three of them still disagreed. Now it seems that this bowl of noodles has made contributions and Mr. Yi has been really touched.

The three of them struck while the iron was hot and handed over the invitation letter.

Lei Jun was the first to speak, "Old Yi, we are all engaged in Internet-related work. In recent years, we have increasingly felt that chips are the hands of death strangling Huaxia Technology's neck. This level has almost suffocated us.

So several large domestic enterprises and brothers want to unite and overcome this difficulty together, so we sincerely invite Mr. Yi to attend this conference."

Yi Zhiyao opened the envelope, looked at the date and place, and nodded without thinking, "Okay! I'm very happy to see that my colleagues in China have this sense of crisis. If nothing unexpected happens, I will definitely go."

Lei Jun and the other two were happy.

Tan Xiaotian knew that Yi Zhiyao took his team back to China to start a business in his previous life and established China Microelectronics. The famous Kirin chip was developed by Yi Zhiyao's team.

Unexpectedly, Yi Zhiyao will stay in China.

After drinking a pot of tea, Yi Zhiyao said goodbye and left first.

The rest of Tan Xiaotian and the other two were lying on the lounge chair by the swimming pool to rest.

Lei Jun and the other three had just eaten a large bowl of fried noodles, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Yanhong Li was lying down, but his head kept looking around, "Xiaotian, your house is good! How much did you buy it?"

"I don't know either. I just bought it after the financial crisis in 2008, and it was very cheap at that time."

"You kid is a venture capitalist. You have a good vision and are sure to start. Next time you buy a property, I will borrow some money from you."

In Silicon Valley on May night, there are stars in the sky.

The four of them had their own thoughts, and the scene gradually became quiet.

I don’t know who said, “You guys say, can we really build our own chip industry?”

“Required.”

*******Lei Jun and the other three have to continue to stay in Silicon Valley to lobby talents. Tan Xiaotian believes that he lacks ability in this regard. He left the villa to Lei Jun and took Zhang Shui Wang Dali to Boston.

My eldest cousin Wang Guo and his brother-in-law Mu Yan are studying in Boston. Since my cousin has come to the United States, I should visit her.

Tan Xiaotian's private plane landed at the Logan International Airport in Boston. Wang Guo and Mu Yan, who received the news, asked for leave and came to pick him up.

When relatives meet, they are naturally very intimate.

When Wang Guo saw his cousin, he shed two tears.

Mu Yan drove a used car from the island country, so the couple, together with Tan Xiaotian, Zhang Shui Wang Dali, were all squeezed into the car.

Tan Xiaotian gave up the position of the front co-pilot to Wang Guo. After all, my cousin is a girl, so it is hard to squeeze with Zhang Shui and Wang Dali! So Tan Zheng, who has not been squeezed for many years, tried it hard today. Wang Dali, like a bear, almost half of the back seat, and Tan Xiaotian could only squeeze with Zhang Shui in the other half.

When Mu Yan saw this embarrassing situation in the rearview mirror, he apologized repeatedly, "Brother Xiaotian, if I had known, I would have borrowed a bigger car."

Tan Xiaotian tried hard to pull out an arm from behind Zhang Shui and waved his hand, "Drive quickly!"

Mu Yan hurriedly ignited the fire, started, and the car drove towards Cambridge District.

In the car, in order to relieve the pain of being oppressed, Tan Xiaotian and Wang Guo chatted.

"Xiaoguo, are you renting a house?"

"Yes, there are many apartments next to Harvard, all rented to students, and the price is pretty good. Mu Yan is a computer student. He writes code for other companies in his spare time. In addition, we both have scholarships. We usually buy groceries and cook by ourselves, so the cost is not high, and the quality of life is OK.

Brother Xiaotian, when you go back, tell my parents, don’t worry them.”

Wang Guo was very smart. She was worried that her cousin would give him another money, so she gave him a vaccination in advance.

Tan Xiaotian originally wanted to enjoy the street scene in Boston. After all, he had lived here for four years, but now he was squeezed out and he was in a state of no mood.

The little broken car swayed and finally drove downstairs to the apartment where the couple rented it.

Before the car could stop, Tan Xiaotian couldn't wait to open the car door and jump out.
Chapter completed!
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