"Software that could go toe-to-toe with Microsoft?"
As soon as Li Ye finished speaking, Qiu Bojun and Lei Bus both cried out despite themselves.
But then, their eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Qiu Bojun could not help licking his lips. "President Li, is what you said reliable?"
Li Ye smiled. "Don't ask me whether the information is reliable yet. Tell me first—do you have the confidence?"
"As long as the company believes in us, of course we have confidence."
"As long as there's a certain amount of funding, of course we have confidence."
Qiu Bojun and Lei Bus shouted what was in their hearts almost at the same time.
The two of them were still very young, still hot-blooded, still carrying dreams that had continued from their student days.
Catching up with Britain and surpassing America had been the slogan of their childhood, while China’s traditional refusal to accept mediocrity had given them an obsession with always being number one. As favored sons of the new era on the mainland, they had their own pride as well.
Software is a contest of brains, not hardware. If they can do it, we can do it even better.
As long as you trust me, I'll fight them to the bitter end!
Of course Li Ye believed in the two of them. In his previous life, even after Microsoft stabbed them in the back and their company had nearly collapsed, leaving the tree fallen and the monkeys scattered, they had still built WPS into something great and strong before turning the tide against the current.
So after the two had spoken, Li Ye nodded firmly. "Then I can tell you now that once Hong Kong Jinshan completes its merger, it will definitely double its investment and devote itself fully to developing domestic software.