A Silicon Valley Engineer's Love Story (3)

Silicon Love is getting longer and longer, but it has not yet reached the climax of the conflict. Not only are the readers anxious, I am also anxious. I originally wanted to write simply: I love you, you love her, she betrays you, you betray her, and then we'll call it a day. However, such a simple passage is really unbearable. A Silicon Valley Engineer's Love Story (1) describes the deep feelings between me and my wife, but A Silicon Valley Engineer's Love Story (2) features Sister Ning. Now let's take a look at how Sister Ning will affect the development of the story.

Queen

The technology industry is moving forward in an unprecedented way. In addition to the disruptive technology of the product itself, there are many disruptive business models. Free is one of them. Of course, for commercial technology products, free is not a sentiment or ambition, but just a means, just like the bait set by hunters to catch wild animals.

This morning, Feng Ge told us with ease that ON3 has signed a technology licensing agreement with Ambala, and there is no exclusive clause. However, the price of ON3 is that Ambala can use real-motion V2 and its subsequent versions for free forever. Sister Ning and Lao Xie cheered immediately

. They should understand Feng Ge's intention. Everyone else cheered, and I was embarrassed, so I cheered too, so as not to appear too stupid, at least it means "I understand it too". "

What are you cheering for?" Sister Ning exposed my bluff, "Do you know why we are cheering? V2 is free, how can we make money? If we don't make money, the company will be finished, who will support you? Who will give you a green card?" Sister Ning fired a burst of bullets at me.

I was also a quick thinker, so I said, "Free is good, it can help us quickly get more customers, and then... then..."

Sister Ning, Brother Feng, and Old Xie were all laughing at me.

I slapped my thigh and said, "Then, we can go and 'cheat' VC's money! We can sign tens of thousands of customers first, so we don't have to worry about VC not investing money. As for who will support me, Sister Ning said? Actually, I can still rely on my wife..."

Sister Ning laughed, "Xiao Gui should change his name to 'Soft Rice Brother' in the future."

Brother Feng patted my shoulder, nodded, and shook his head. He thought I was only half right.

Brother Feng is a person who values ​​credibility very much, and the word he dislikes the most is 'cheat'. In his eyes, the only purpose of many startups in the current Internet industry is to 'cheat' VC's money round after round. Some of them have raised a lot of money and have gone public, but after operating for several years, they still cannot make a profit, so they have to keep blowing their own bubbles. If a company's business model is essentially unprofitable, then this is a kind of "deception" because it is contrary to the company's natural mission.

Feng told me that yes, if we sign more customers, it will help us in the next round of financing, but this is not a fundamental solution. Our ON3 strategy is to license the basic codec for free, and then make money from value-added services. The codec is a basic platform, and on this platform, ON3 still has a lot to offer.

Feng gave me an example, for example, we can develop a network security encryption plug-in based on real-motion, which can be seamlessly combined with compression technology. In the era of increasingly open Internet, network security is a rigid demand. ON3 can charge a fee for this security plug-in. Feng calculated that this plug-in alone can guarantee ON3's profitability.

I asked Feng, but who among us knows encryption algorithms?

Feng pointed at Sister Ning.

God! Sister Ning is really a god, she is good at algorithms and programming! I looked at Sister Ning's exaggerated arrogance, and she had a kind of elegant and noble temperament. God! Is this the legendary queen style?

Encounter

Thanksgiving is a rare long holiday. This weekend, my wife and I went to San Francisco to relax. Near noon, we chose a restaurant on Fisherman's Wharf for dinner. I am a foodie. I forget the tastes I have tasted as soon as I leave the restaurant, so the ordering is left to my wife, a food lover. This time, she ordered a crab cake for herself and a steak for me. Finally, she chose a bottle of Napa sparkling wine, Blanc de Noirs. Who makes her a little wine cat?

In my wife's eyes, Napa wine has always been the best taste in the world. It has neither the humid breath of the Iberian Peninsula nor the heaviness behind the luxury of Bordeaux. It is just the sunshine taste left by the wind and rain in Northern California. I

really don't know how many bottles she drank to practice this level of wine tasting?

Through the window of the restaurant, we can see the isolated island floating in the middle of the ocean in the distance: Alcatraz Island. This island was originally a prison, but after it was abandoned in 1963, it became the favorite movie background of many directors. The most famous one is "The Rock" starring Nicolas Cage.

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Looking further west, there is a huge orange-red steel cable bridge, which stands out from the sky and spans the land at both ends of the peninsula. This huge bridge is like a suspended iron gate, tightly holding the throat sea route leading to the outside world from Silicon Valley. Thus, the tranquility of San Francisco Bay is separated from the turbulent waves of the Pacific Ocean. The name of this steel bridge is: Golden Gate Bridge.

In the afternoon, my wife and I walked up along the mountain road of Presidio National Park. About twenty minutes later, when we turned the last corner, we finally stood on the Golden Gate Bridge.

We walked to the middle of the bridge, and suddenly heard someone calling my name in front of us. I looked closely, isn't that Sister Ning in front of me? What a coincidence, I met her here! Somehow, I felt an inexplicable sense of joy in my heart.

Sister Ning and my wife met for the first time. My wife was still a little restrained, but Sister Ning acted like an old acquaintance.

I now know that Sister Ning is really good at chatting, and her chat is like a sugar-coated bullet of sweet talk. When Sister Ning met my wife, she first praised my wife as beautiful as a fairy, and then kept asking my wife how to match clothes? How to buy boots? How does my wife choose cosmetics?

In less than five minutes, my wife treated Sister Ning as her own sister. And I couldn't get a word in for a full twenty minutes. I thought to myself, Sister Ning, you are a programmer who doesn't put on makeup all day, wearing T-shirts and jeans, is it necessary to ask these knowledge?

My wife asked Sister Ning why she came to the Golden Gate Bridge? Sister Ning smiled and said that this has become her habit, because many years ago she agreed to a man's proposal on this bridge, and she would take a walk with him every year at this time, until he changed his mind and left, but her habit could not be changed.

Sister Ning also joked that sometimes she really wanted to jump off this bridge and end her life in the beautiful scenery. It should be cool. (Coders have a natural admiration for the word "cool") After

Sister Ning left, my wife and I walked a little further. When we returned along the way, it was almost sunset.

The sun was gradually sinking into the sea, but it was still shining hard, as if it was unwilling to succumb to the turning of the wheel of fate. It used all its strength to strike the world with a final amazing blow. The clouds in the sky were instantly ignited, shining on the Pacific Ocean, making the entire sea world glow like gold, and even the originally orange-red bridge was reflected in gold.

"How beautiful!" My wife admired the scene before her and said, "If we can jump off the bridge in this golden scenery, our life will be splendid enough! Xiaogui, will you jump with me?"

"Dear little fool, how can we just jump like this? At least we should tie ropes around our legs, bungee jump a few more times, and appreciate the splendid life a few more times!"

My wife smiled at me and buried her beautiful face in my arms.

VCs

I have to say that Sister Ning is getting more and more beautiful. She wears light makeup, straight hair, perfume, and gradually becomes a lady in her clothes. Only when discussing technical issues will she reveal her ape-king temperament.

Brother Feng once joked that he wanted to promote the beautiful Sister Ning to be the chief investment public relations. Sister Ning said that Brother Feng’s decision was really unskillful. Now the venture capital circle is full of female investment managers, and each of them looks like they are coveting men. Brother Feng should ask Xiaogui to be the chief public relations, which will ensure twice the result with half the effort!

I also joked, "Don't worry, Sister Ning is my goddess! How can those people compare to you in my eyes?"

Sister Ning gave me a pink fist and said that I was becoming more and more slick.

One afternoon, Brother Feng brought a few white people to the company and asked us to stop our work and cooperate with these people to do due diligence.

Brother Feng told us that Founders Capital (FC), the most popular new VC in the United States, is very interested in ON3 and hopes to make an A-round investment in ON3. Then Feng introduced us to the white man named Sean, who was one of the GPs of FC. He personally led the team to do due diligence for us.

Sean was about 40 years old and looked like a very smart man. I secretly checked Sean afterwards. Oh my god! It turned out that he was the Sean who invested in F Company and served as the first president of F Company! ! ! He founded Founder Capital after leaving F Company.



Sean talked to each of us individually. When I talked to him, I understood what "the man who can see your heart" meant. Sean didn't listen to my introduction carefully at all. He just stared at me for three minutes with his eyes and told me that I could leave. At that moment, I felt that he had pierced three transparent holes in my heart.

We were circling around them for the whole afternoon. We immediately went to find any materials they wanted. After all, we were a startup. All the previous materials, certificates, and documents were stored in a disorderly manner. This rush was even more tiring than working overtime to deduct code.

Founder Capital took away more than a hundred documents when it left ON3.

Three days later, at noon, Feng took us to The Boiling Crab to eat seafood. We guessed that he must have something important to announce.

Sure enough, Feng announced that Founder Capital decided to lead the A round, with 10 million US dollars, accounting for 20% of the shares! This means that ON3's valuation has reached 50 million US dollars, ten times that of when it was first established! I calculated my own equity. Although 2% was diluted to 1.6%, the value increased from 100,000 US dollars to 800,000 US dollars!

"I sent it, I sent it,..." At that time, I could only repeat these three words in my heart. Who made me so DS!

Sister Ning looked at me who was trying to pretend to be calm and laughed out loud: "You DS, stop pretending, shout if you want to shout."

Under the stimulation of Sister Ning, I shouted stupidly. Snap, I fell into the trap. Everyone in the restaurant looked at me, the "madman". I glared at Sister Ning in embarrassment.

Feng Ge confidently told us that he would sign the final term sheet with Founder Capital next Monday, and estimated that the funds would be fully received in a month.

However, things in the world are always changing. In Feng Ge's view, everything that was already set in stone was changed because of a sudden visit from one person...

Richest person

On Friday afternoon, when everyone was starting to relax and get ready to get off work, an important person came to ON3's headquarters. At that time, Feng and I had just taken two cups of decaf coffee and were walking while discussing how to expand the staff after the A round. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the room, then pushed it open a little, revealing half of his body, and asked very politely: "Excuse me, is this ON3?"

Seeing the man's face, Feng and I were stunned on the spot, and Sister Ning also poked her head out of the cube and was instantly petrified. Feng was still quick to react. Three seconds later, he walked over quickly, opened the door himself, and invited the man in.

I'm afraid that everyone in China can recognize the man's face, because he is one of the five giants in the Chinese Internet industry and the new richest man in Asia~ (I shouldn't mention his name). What surprised me was that the richest man was a very simple and humble person. He didn't wear a suit and shoes, but an ordinary black round-neck T-shirt with a capital red A printed on it. The richest man came with a tall and handsome male secretary.

The richest man's visit was too sudden, especially at this sensitive moment when we were about to sign an investment agreement with FC.

Brother Feng and the richest man had a private meeting in our small conference room. The three of us, along with the male secretary, waited outside. Sister Ning, Lao Xie, and I whispered together, guessing what they were talking about inside.

"I think the richest man should be here to acquire us." I said.

Sister Ning thought it was unlikely, and even if the richest man wanted to acquire us, Brother Feng would definitely refuse. At least in Sister Ning's eyes, ON3's development potential far exceeds the current 50 million valuation given by FC. Of course, everything is variable. If the richest man is willing to give an incredible super price, that's another matter.

An hour later, the two walked out of the conference room. The richest man put his hands together, bowed to us, and said politely: "I'm very sorry to disturb you all."

The richest man's humble attitude made us at a loss. I was even more flustered and didn't know what to say. I quickly put my hands together and replied, "Amitabha." Instantly, everyone was amused. After

the richest man left, Brother Feng sat on a reclining chair and asked us, "Guess why the richest man came?"

Sister Ning frowned and said, "Nine out of ten, he came to make peace."

Brother Feng laughed and praised Sister Ning for being a genius goddess with an IQ of over 140!

Yes, the richest man wanted to snatch ON3 from FC. The result of the negotiation between Brother Feng and the richest man was that the richest man decided to value ON3 at $100 million, invest 20 million, and still hold 20% of the shares. In addition, he bought out the angel investor's 16%, and held a total of 36% of the shares, becoming the largest shareholder of ON3. Moreover, Brother Feng had already signed the investment agreement on the spot in the conference room just now. The richest man guaranteed that the $20 million would be credited next week. (I have to praise that the Chinese are much more efficient than Americans)

One thing that makes me curious is why the richest man is so accurate in timing? Just before ON3 was about to sign a contract with FC. Could it be that the venture capital circle is full of spies?

But, no matter what, ON3's valuation is 20 times what it was a year ago. The initial angel investor's $1 million doubled to $16 million, and he exited happily. And my equity soared to $1.6 million! I, a DS, finally joined the ranks of millionaires, at least on paper. The

high investment from the richest man should have been a good thing, but I found that Brother Feng was not as excited as I imagined. He sighed and said, "Everyone should be mentally prepared. We, ON3, may encounter the most severe blow and challenge since its establishment..."

Confusion

"Dear, guess how much I'm worth now?" I said proudly.

"Priceless! You are of course my priceless treasure!" My wife turned her head and smiled at me, then poured the chopped tomatoes into the heated olive oil. She probably didn't hear the hidden meaning of my words, and was concentrating on making tomato sauce for pasta.

I told my wife that I was already worth 1.6 million.

"Oh, great! When you exchange the stocks, I can be a full-time wife at home." Although my wife also responded to me happily, she obviously didn't reach the kind of super excitement I expected. I was a little disappointed, or maybe she was cooking and couldn't get too excited.

I hugged my wife's slender waist from behind, blew gently on her white neck, and said, "The premise of being a full-time wife is to have a baby first!"

My wife was teased by me and trembled. She poked me lightly with her elbow and said, "Go, I'm busy, ah, the oil is so hot."

I returned to the living room angrily, picked up the remote control, and scrolled through the TV channels from beginning to end. Just when I was bored, my cell phone suddenly rang. It turned out to be Sister Ning. Although it was Saturday, Sister Ning still went to work overtime at the company. Near noon, she walked to the subway to buy a sandwich, but somehow she lost her door card. Now she could neither enter the office nor go home because her car keys were left on the desk.

So Sister Ning called me and asked me to open the door for her.

"Dear, Sister Ning lost her door card and was locked out of the company. I'm going to help her open the door. It will take 20 minutes to go back and forth. Wait for me."

"Well, okay, go and come back quickly. If Sister Ning hasn't had lunch yet, ask her to come and try my super pasta." My wife said sympathetically.

When I arrived at the door of the company, Sister Ning was leaning against the wall beside the door, looking weak.

"Sister Ning, are you okay?" I felt that Sister Ning was a little depressed.

Sister Ning was very excited when she saw me coming. She smiled and said, "No, I just got up a little early today and didn't get enough rest. Plus, I'm a little thirsty."

After opening the door, Sister Ning went to get her computer and keys, and I went to the water dispenser to get her a glass of water. Alas, God wanted to make me embarrassed. Because I was in a hurry to go out, the laces of one shoe loosened, and I didn't notice it. Now when I was carrying the water to Sister Ning, I tripped and fell.

The water spilled all over me, and I fell to the ground.

"Haha, you're so good at getting soaked just by getting water! Come on, get up." Sister Ning laughed at me and reached out to pull me up. With a

whoosh, I got up with the force, but the force was too great and I bumped into Sister Ning. She lost her balance and fell backwards. I quickly stretched out my arms and hugged her in my arms...

Sister Ning was in my arms, and the Envy Me on her body exuded an alluring feminine scent that seeped into my eyes, ears, and heart, making me intoxicated, dizzy, and fascinated. Her body was slightly hot and trembling. Was she afraid of something? I unconsciously hugged her tighter. I

don't know how long this moment has been stopped? I heard the time pointer ticking in my heart, going faster and faster, and louder and louder, like the chirping of cicadas in the summer afternoon, urging me impatiently...～～......

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I hugged Sister Ning tightly, feeling her breathing and heartbeat. Her tight body rose and fell in my arms, as if she was a little mermaid who had just swam from the shallow water into the sea.

Sister Ning's breathing was a little rapid, short, heavy, and could be transmitted to my chest through the thin shirt. At first, that breath was like a small flame, which ignited my skin with a touch, burned for a moment, and then turned into ice and snow, penetrated the pores, and melted forever in the depths of my heart.

Sister Ning slightly raised her jade-like face and stared at me. This look was unrestrained in restraint, wild in calmness, left a little desire when retreating, and aroused pity in melancholy.

She slowly closed her eyes, leaving only her slightly moving lips, gently shaking a touch of blush, like a ripe cherry, waiting to be picked.

I was "killed"... I couldn't help it, lowered my lips, and kissed her lips...

Sister Ning's body seemed to be burning, very hot. She was trembling all over, her breathing became heavier, and there seemed to be more desire between her lips and tongue. Sister Ning put her arms around my neck, gently dragged me, and moved closer to the table.

Suddenly, I felt like I was struck by lightning, and I immediately woke up from my obsession. In my mind, memories of my wife kept flashing: how we met, how we got to know each other, the ten years of ups and downs, and the lifetime covenant we made in San Francisco... These are the memories my wife and I share, and they are also our promises to our youth.

The promise of youth is too cruel, like a waterfall pouring down from the Milky Way, extinguishing all my desires.

I loosened my arms and put my hands behind my back. Sister Ning in front of me gradually recovered from her trembling, opened her eyes, looked at me, and stabbed my heart.

The phone rang, and I thought it should be my wife's call. I wanted to answer the phone, but somehow, I hung up as soon as my fingers touched it.

"Sister Ning... you have a slight fever, don't overwork yourself... pay more attention to replenishing water. I, I, I... I'll go back first..."

I fled out of the company in panic and loss like a wounded wolf. The outside world was as calm as before, without a trace of dust. I was very regretful, but I didn't know what I was regretting; I also felt deeply guilty, but I didn't know what I was blaming myself for. I only knew that just now, two grains of dust in the universe had a tiny collision, which should be so tiny that no one should notice it.

However, my wife seemed to notice something was wrong with me and asked me why I hung up her phone. I said that I fell down in the company just now, and it seemed that the touch screen at the bottom of the phone was broken, and it became very sensitive. Sometimes I touched it once, but it was recognized as two touches, so I wanted to answer your call, but it was recognized as two touches, and it hung up instead. My wife checked it and found that it was true. She smiled with relief and said that I should change my phone.

It was a quiet night, my wife had been sleeping for a long time, but I was tossing and turning. The scene at noon kept replaying in my mind. It was too beautiful, too real, and too unforgettable. After a long time, I sighed and thought, there is no possibility for me and Sister Ning to be together, because in this world, the one I love the most and who loves me the most is only my wife. I

felt relieved and fell asleep in a daze.

Alas, if we are not destined to be together in this life, we will meet again in the next life.

offend

On Monday morning, Brother Feng told me that Sister Ning had a severe cold and a high fever, so she took sick leave and needed to rest for a week. Somehow, I felt full of guilt and even felt a stabbing pain. I asked Brother Feng if I wanted to visit Sister Ning. Brother Feng said that Sister Ning had told everyone that she had the flu and hoped that everyone would not go.

After lunch, my wife and I chatted via voice and text messages on WeChat. My wife told me that my parents' visit visa had been obtained and asked me to book a flight from Beijing to the Bay Area in three weeks, preferably a direct flight. My wife is the only daughter in the family, and my parents-in-law treat her like a jewel in their palms. In the past few years, because our jobs were not stable, we had not invited them to come over. Now, my wife has joined Company F, and my job has stabilized. It just so happens that my parents-in-law have retired, so I want to invite them to come over to relax.

"Honey, I checked and found that Hainan Airlines has just opened a flight from Beijing to San Jose." I said, "The price is quite suitable, much cheaper than UA."

My wife said, "Great! We also need to rent them a one-bedroom house next to our home." My wife certainly doesn't want my parents to affect our private space.

I said, "Don't worry, I have called and arranged a landlord. Let's go check it out tonight. It's two blocks away from our home..."

While my wife and I were talking, suddenly, there was a loud "bang" and the door of the company was pushed open from the outside.

I hurriedly put away my phone and saw FC's GP, Sean, leading two burly men, rushing in. Brother Feng and Lao Xie also hurriedly walked out from their seats.

Sean walked straight to Feng Ge, pointed his finger at Feng Ge, and said in a very deterrent and contemptuous tone: "Feng, you are such a liar, a cheater. You did violate our contract!"

Feng Ge smiled and said: "Calm down, Sean. I never signed any contracts with FC. We only talked. These talks were not contracts, not commitments. They were not even promises."

Feng Ge brought Sean a glass of water to calm him down, but Sean didn't even reach out to take it.

Feng Ge briefly explained the matter of the richest man's investment, and finally said: "Nobody would reject this amazing offer from them! Business is business."

Sean sneered: "OK, business is business! Don't you know me, Chinaman? I'm the king of Facecook (F Division), and the king of Silicon Valley. We already know the algorithm. It's bullshit. Facecook can kill ON3 like a chickenshit ant, definitely."

Sean left with his men. Brother Feng looked at Lao Xie and me very calmly and said, "This is the blow and challenge I mentioned before. When I decided to accept the investment from the richest man, I could already see today's scene." Brother Feng patted us on the shoulders and said, "The decisive battle with the giants will make me more excited!"

When he said this, Brother Feng was like a shark that smelled blood.

Mutual Injury

A week later, I met Sister Ning again. She looked haggard, and I was very disappointed. I didn't dare to look up, for fear of meeting her eyes. Alas, who can ignore this love and hate? Who can pretend to be calm?

When Sister Ning came back, she was not alone, but also brought a little boy, saying that he was her junior, who had just graduated with a master's degree from CMU and wanted to join ON3. In Silicon Valley, super large companies are certainly attractive to graduates, but some star-level startups are also not much less attractive. Now, ON3 has become a small star-level startup, because the news that it was invested 20 million US dollars in the A round by the richest man appeared in the newspapers last week, which caused a lot of discussion in Silicon Valley. After all, a company that was established only a year ago and has only four employees is valued at 100 million, which is quite a selling point.

Brother Feng agreed to Sister Ning's request, so the CMU boy became the fifth official employee of ON3. Not only that, Feng Ge also has to increase the number of staff, because the $20 million in the A round has been fully received, and a CFO recommended by the richest man has also joined the company. Now ON3 needs to put on the wings of Pegasus, get rid of gravity, and move forward at the speed of the universe.

According to Feng Ge's plan, ON3's R&D team is divided into three groups: Lao Xie leads the algorithm group and recruits 5 more doctors; Sister Ning leads the encryption group and recruits 20 more programmers; I lead the codec group and recruit 25 more programmers. We strive to have a total of more than 50 people in ON3 within a year, and be able to replace three generations of encryption plug-ins and two generations of codecs.

Feng Ge made the plan based on spending 20 million in a year and a half. This speed of burning money is neither conservative nor crazy. It can ensure that we can find programmers of a considerable level and give us enough time to deal with the next round of financing.

Everything about ON3 seems to be in Feng Ge's plan, but there is one thing that he never expected, that is, Sister Ning and me.

After Sister Ning returned to the team after recovering from her illness, she hardly said a word to me. The most surprising thing was that she recruited two young boys who had just graduated in two days. Of course, I knew why Sister Ning did this, but somehow, I felt like I wanted to save my temper, so I also recruited three young girls who had just graduated!

When the two of us took the resumes of our fourth members and asked Brother Feng for approval, Brother Feng was completely furious.

In the meeting room, Brother Feng tore up the resumes and threw them into the trash can, staring at Sister Ning and me with an extremely angry look. This was the first time I had seen such a look, as if two flaming bombs were flying out of Brother Feng's eyes.

"Tell me, what's going on between you two?" Brother Feng should have seen the change in "that kind of relationship" between Sister Ning and me.

I lowered my head and didn't dare to speak. Sister Ning looked at Brother Feng, speechless.

"Well, if you keep doing this, I will cancel ON3 tomorrow and return all the funds to the richest man." Brother Feng said coldly, "Look at the two of you, what are you doing. Xiaogui, go home and continue to be a DS. Ning, if you say you are my junior sister again in the future, I will be ashamed." Brother Feng's words were very harsh.

Sister Ning could no longer control herself and cried bitterly.

Alas, I just realized now that women have a natural advantage, which is: crying. This can be used in almost any situation, as long as there are men in that situation.

Seeing Sister Ning really cry, Brother Feng's attitude softened. He shook his head, sighed, and asked Sister Ning to leave the meeting room.

"Xiao Gui, you bastard, what dirty thing did you do? You want me to clean up your ass!" Brother Feng turned around and scolded me, his voice and expression were fierce.

To be continued~

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