Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

In the office, Jobs seemed to have a nail in his butt. As soon as he sat down, he would immediately spring up again, go to the whiteboard, and frantically draw formulas and characters that Chen Dong and Sculley couldn't understand with a marker.

Chen Dong and Scully exchanged a glance, walked out of the room, and gently closed the door behind them. Scully invited Chen Dong to his office to discuss some details about 2G phones.

"Mr. Chen, I have a question I hope you can answer," Scully asked with a smile, sitting on the armchair and looking at Chen Dong opposite him. "How high are your expectations for a 2G phone?"

Chen Dong chuckled, tapped his cigarette ash, and said calmly, "John, do you believe it or not, in the next ten or twenty years, it's unlikely that everyone in the world will have a personal computer, but over 70% of people will own a 2G mobile phone!"

Wow!

Scully raised an eyebrow, quite surprised by Chen Dong's answer. If what Chen Dong said was true, and more than 70% of the world's population owned a mobile phone in the future, then the sales prospects would be astonishing.

If Apple can launch its 2G phone at the same time as China's Huaxing Communications and firmly establish itself as the leader, then Apple will transform from an American technology company into a world-class technology company.

The stock price will skyrocket, and he, the CEO of the company that single-handedly created 2G mobile phones, will immediately become a highly sought-after figure in the industry.

"However, there is a prerequisite: there must be a sufficient number of digital network base stations, otherwise it will be difficult to support such a massive digital network interaction," Chen Dong said.

Scully immediately understood: "That's why you were willing to license the SJ001 chip to Apple, allowing Apple to produce its own phones, in order to build more digital network base stations in America and create a larger network."

It's so easy to talk to smart people, Chen Dong nodded with a smile. "I hope that in the future, Apple and Huaxing Communications, and even more mobile phone manufacturers, can compete actively and positively, without mixing in too many political factors."

"Without IBM, Apple wouldn't have been so proactive in R&D and innovation. Conversely, without Apple's involvement, Huaxing Communications wouldn't have been able to continuously develop new generations of mobile phones," Chen Dong said, exhaling a smoke ring. "Competition drives progress!"

Sculley nodded in agreement, "That's true. Competition is the driving force for a company's progress. I can promise Mr. Chen that Apple will only compete with Huaxing Communications in the commercial field and will absolutely not mix in anything else. I guarantee this with my personal reputation."

Chen Dong talked with Sculley for nearly an hour before getting up and leaving the Apple building. Sculley escorted Chen Dong downstairs and back to the office area, where Steve Jobs ran over excitedly, asking, "Where's Tony?"

"He had to leave early. What happened, Steve?"

When Jobs heard that Chen Dong had left, he scratched his long hair in frustration. "I still have so many questions I want to ask him."

After leaving Apple, Chen Dong drove to his aunt's house in Sea Cliff, a wealthy neighborhood in San Francisco. His aunt, Chen Zirong, and her husband, Wei Dawei, had lived in San Francisco for six or seven years. It would be a bit unreasonable not to visit them while in San Francisco.

On the way to the cliff, Chen Dong had already called his aunt Chen Zirong beforehand. His aunt Chen Zirong was a full-time rich housewife. Her uncle Wei Dawei was a human resources manager in his grandfather Chen Shengyu's company in his early years. After graduating from university, his aunt interned at his grandfather's company and met her uncle Wei Dawei. The two fell in love and were about to get married.

In any country, it is extremely difficult for a poor boy to marry a rich girl. Even in America, the importance of matching social status still prevails, not to mention that Grandpa Chen Shengyu is a stubborn Teochew person.

Chen Shengyu vehemently opposed his aunt Chen Zirong's marriage to his uncle Wei Dawei. Firstly, Wei Dawei was not from Chaozhou, a point that greatly displeased Mr. Chen.

In Southeast Asia, within America's Teochew community, if you're not Teochew and can't speak Teochew, you're not one of us. It would be very embarrassing for Chen Sheng-yu if his daughter married a third-generation Chinese who wasn't one of us.

Secondly, there's the matter of ability. Wei Dawei's abilities did not satisfy Chen Shengyu. In America, if a poor boy wants to rise to prominence and gain the appreciation of a powerful figure, he must first have the ability to stand out from his peers and make himself noticed by that person.

In Chen Shengyu's many companies, Wei Dawei was just an ordinary human resources manager. There are plenty of managers like him in every company, and he has no outstanding qualities.

But perhaps like her cousin Chen Lianxiang, the women of the Chen family are all stubborn and headstrong. Once they set their minds on marrying her, they were determined to marry her. Old Master Chen Shengyu was very angry and did not attend their wedding. However, he softened after the marriage and gave his daughter Chen Zirong ten million US dollars.

The old man said this back then: "This ten million US dollars is your dowry. I know you'll use it as start-up capital for him. Whether you make a profit or a loss, I won't give it to you again!"

Although Aunt Chen Zirong was infatuated, she was not blinded by love. As the daughter of Chen Shengyu, who built his fortune from scratch to become a billionaire, she was very clear-headed and did not give all ten million US dollars to her husband, Wei Dawei.

Instead, she gave him money gradually, in increments of 100,000 or 200,000. She herself was involved in her husband's business in the early stages, and only after the business started to improve did she step back and become a full-time housewife.

Uncle Wei Dawei now runs a nationwide transportation company, mainly relying on major ports in America for cargo transshipment. Thanks to the connections of Chen's son-in-law, he is doing very well in the Chinese community.

My aunt Chen Zirong's house is a Mediterranean-style mansion. From the second floor, you can overlook the famous Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. As an affluent area, the US police often stake out the entrances and exits. If any cheap cars that do not match the status of this affluent area are seen entering or leaving, they will turn on their police lights and go up to check them.

The imported black "Dilu" that Chen Dong was riding in was obviously not on the American police's cheap list. The "Dilu" drove past on the asphalt road at a speed of twenty miles per hour, and the American police officers eating donuts in the Ford police car didn't even bother to turn their heads to look at it.

Upon arriving at his aunt's mansion, Qu Cai honked the car horn, and the electric gate slowly opened. The car, nicknamed "Dilu," drove in. Chen Zirong was already standing in the courtyard, flashing a bright smile at Chen Dong as he got out of the car. "Donnie, why did you come alone? Where are Moni and Jimmy?"

"I came to San Francisco on business, and stopped by to see my aunt and uncle," Chen Dong said, giving his aunt an American-style hug.