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Chapter 244: Gordon Moore's Unease

The next morning, Su Cheng was awakened by a ringing telephone.

Su Cheng looked at the time; it was only seven in the morning.

Yawning, Su Cheng walked to the phone and picked up the receiver.

"Boss, I wanted to let you know that Intel's Gordon Moore has already departed for the hotel where you're staying," Yang Chaoye said over the phone.

"Okay, I understand," Su Cheng replied.

At this time of day, it would take at least half an hour to get over from Times Square, so Su Cheng wasn't in a hurry.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Su Cheng changed into a set of casual clothes and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking much more refreshed.

Afterward, Su Cheng called the front desk and asked them to send up a double breakfast.

Ten minutes later, a knock sounded, and the waiter delivering breakfast wheeled in the breakfast cart.

The breakfast was still very lavish, and there were more than a dozen newspapers.

After placing the items down, the waitress said, "Enjoy your meal, esteemed sir!"

With that, she wheeled the breakfast cart out of the presidential suite, closing the door behind her.

At this moment, the phone rang again.

"Good morning, sir. A Mr. Gordon Moore is here to see you!" the hotel receptionist said on the phone.

"Tell him to wait a moment; I'll have someone come down to receive him," Su Cheng replied.

"Very well, sir!"

Su Cheng glanced at the time; it wasn't even 7:30 yet, so he was quite early.

He went out, knocked on the door of the room across the hall, and asked one of the bodyguards to go down and bring him up. Su Cheng then returned to his room to wait.

Picking up a copy of "The New York Times," the headline about "Black Monday" on the stock market was particularly striking.

A stock market crash in the information technology industry, especially affecting publicly listed companies in the semiconductor and computer industries.

In addition, news of a famous investor jumping to his death had also become a very important story.

At least half of the newspaper was dedicated to news about yesterday's stock market, as the crash had affected too many investors.

The impact wasn't limited to the semiconductor and computer industries in the US stock market; semiconductor and computer industries in major technology countries like Dongying and Europe were also affected to varying degrees.

Therefore, there were both praises and criticisms regarding the emergence of Oracle computers.

One side naturally praised the emergence of Oracle computers, saying that it had greatly improved the level of technology in society.

The other side felt that the emergence of Oracle computers was simply disrupting the market.

Precisely because of this, Oracle Computer's reputation was growing louder and louder, almost reaching the point where everyone in the world knew about it.

Of course, excluding those in impoverished areas or remote mountains and forests.

Just then, a knock sounded on the door again, and at the same time, Su Cheng heard the bodyguard's voice.

"Come in, the door isn't locked," Su Cheng said towards the door.

"So you are Mr. Su. We all noticed you that day, and we all thought you were Mr. Yang's junior. I didn't expect you to be the real boss!" Seeing Su Cheng, Gordon Moore immediately recognized him.

After all, after the press conference that day, Su Cheng had basically been with Yang Chaoye the entire time, handling matters for these big shots.

It was just that everyone thought that this overly young man was either Yang Chaoye's assistant or Yang Chaoye's junior and never associated him with the word "boss."

Gordon Moore was really too surprised.

This person was Mr. Yang's behind-the-scenes boss?

"Gordon Moore is too polite. Please sit down. You probably haven't had breakfast yet, right? I just had the waiter send breakfast up here. Let's have breakfast together first," Su Cheng said with a smile.

Su Cheng guessed that Gordon Moore was in such a hurry to come over so early because he was very anxious to find him, and he probably didn't have time for breakfast.

Facing this young man, Gordon Moore, who had seen all kinds of situations, actually felt a little nervous.

Perhaps it was related to the purpose of his visit.

After all, he was seeking help from someone, and he didn't know if he would succeed. Intel was at risk of bankruptcy at any time, which couldn't help but make Gordon Moore, who had experienced great storms, feel a sense of panic.

Taking a deep breath, Gordon Moore gave a slight smile and said, "Then I am very grateful for Mr. Su's hospitality."

Su Cheng leisurely sandwiched a fried egg between two pancakes and then ate it.

"Mr. Su, you should know the reason for my visit this time, right?" Gordon Moore didn't have any intention of eating anything. He took a sip of the milk next to him and asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gordon Moore. Have breakfast first. After we finish eating, let's go sit on the balcony and chat," Su Cheng said, pointing to the two chairs on the balcony outside and smiling.

Gordon Moore had no choice but to be patient and eat some breakfast.

Now, even if the most delicious food in the world was placed in front of him, he probably wouldn't have an appetite.

The company was at a critical juncture of life and death. As one of the founders of Intel and the company's president, what Gordon Moore wanted to do most now was to save Intel and not let it fall.

After Su Cheng slowly finished a sandwich, seeing that Gordon Moore had stopped eating, he knew that he was in no mood to eat anything now.

"Let's go, let's go sit over there. The morning sun is most comfortable on your body," Su Cheng said with a smile.

At this time, the sunlight was shining on the balcony, and in this autumn season, the temperature was a bit cool. Chatting in the sun was also a good choice.

Hearing Su Cheng's words, Gordon Moore finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was still a big shot, but his aura was completely suppressed by an overly young man. If others saw it, they would definitely be very surprised.

"Mr. Gordon Moore, what do you think, is the emergence of Oracle computers good or bad for the world?" Su Cheng asked, sitting in the chair, crossing his legs, and turning to Gordon Moore.

Looking at this semiconductor tycoon next to him, who was famous in another world, Su Cheng felt a little emotional.

"For the whole world, in the long run, it is of course good, because its emergence has greatly accelerated the development speed of some technological fields. Of course, because Oracle Computer's technological level is a bit too far ahead of other companies, the drawbacks are also very large. It will cause the research and development level of many technology companies to not keep up. Mr. Su should have also seen the results. Many technology companies may even go bankrupt, such as our Intel," Gordon Moore said somewhat helplessly.