Xing Baohua had only heard of chips capable of repairing their own transistors; he had never actually seen one.
That thing is very well hidden. Knowing even the model number, or rather, the code name, is already quite an achievement.
It is said that our country only had this thing in the mid-1990s. The cost was very high and the annual production was only a little over a hundred.
Nobody knows the specifications and performance of this thing.
Xing Baohua's civilian production line had to resort to opportunism, producing haphazardly here and there, and he dared not tell the truth about the output. Even if there were defects, he would cheat his own people first.
The key issue is that the people who are scammed don't dare to speak up or make a sound; they can only suffer in silence.
Putting that topic aside for the time being, Xing Baohua extended an olive branch to Chen Shuoyue, inviting her to intern at Dami and learn from world-class hardware architects.
They can manufacture any type of chip they want.
Go to a proper lab, and all that time spent on application materials and funding is such a waste! With such limited funding, they practically have to stretch every penny to make it count.
They're stingy and not generous at all. But with rice, there's plenty of funding, plenty of materials, and you can even communicate and discuss with top engineers from around the world.
After drinking three or five bottles of wine, Chen Shuoyue agreed.
In his excitement, Xing Baohua first gave the other party a large notebook computer and a tablet computer to play with.
I'll sign an employment agreement later. Once I sign the agreement, I'll be considered an intern, and my salary will start from that day.
The monthly income may be small, but it's still considered making money.
Xing Baohua sent this person back to school, and before he could even exchange a few words with Su Ya, someone had already brought over Chen Shuoyue's file and political background information to Xing Baohua.
After sending Su Ya back first, Xing Baohua started looking at Chen Shuoyue's file in the car.
The family history is clearly documented for three generations, indicating a family of impeccable integrity. My grandfather participated in the War of Resistance against Japan, my father was a Level 7 electrician at a large factory, and my mother was a teacher.
This kind of family background also shaped Chen Shuoyue's character.
Everything starts with personal preference.
Xing Baohua thought that he would take Chen Shuoyue to the first branch of Da Mi Shou D Company tomorrow to register her internship there, so that it would be easier to process her salary.
If this kid ever gets restless and starts tinkering with things, he'll need spare parts. Perfect, I'll just write an application and give him chips if he wants them, memory if he wants memory, and he can even file things down whenever he wants.
As long as he can deeply imprint the internal crystal arrangement pattern in his mind, that will be fine.
What was lacking at the end of the 20th century and in the 21st century?
Talented!
Xing Baohua can't wait until then; he's currently facing a severe shortage of talent, especially multi-skilled and innovative individuals.
Ninety percent of the bottlenecks that companies encounter are caused by talent deficiencies.
Innovation is about pioneering.
Management is fundamental.
When we got back to the base, it was almost evening, and there were still about ten minutes left before dinnertime.
These guys never had a proper mealtime, so Xing Baohua didn't make the base eat at set times.
Instead, they created a buffet-style setup, similar to the Rice Lab, with a tea room, a small canteen, and a mini-supermarket.
The 24-hour canteen offers a dozen or so dishes, all you can eat. If you want something, just tell the kitchen staff, and they'll cook it on the spot if they have the ingredients; if they don't, they'll buy the ingredients and cook it the next day.
Very user-friendly lifestyle services.
It's normal for technicians to forget mealtimes when they work overtime. In the past, they would only remember when they were starving, and then realize that it was already past mealtime, so they would just have to wait it out.
In projects led by Xing Baohua, he acted like the chief commander, even saying that if the budget was exceeded, he would make up the difference.
The base didn't let Xing Baohua fill in the gaps; they just followed his idea and would continue to do it this way in the future. Anyway, it wouldn't cost much money, and the technical personnel were precious talents who needed to be taken good care of.
Xing Baohua saw that Zhang Dongshuo was finally free and was drinking tea in the tea room.
He hurried over and extended his hand to the other person. Before he could even get closer to him, Captain Han from the National Guard came over with an English newspaper and said to Xing Baohua, "Xiao Xing, take a look at this?"
Xing Baohua suppressed his anger, nodded to Zhang Dongshuo, and said to Captain Han, "Important matters, or not important matters?"
"Motorcycle's Starlink testing is complete, and it's ready to go into service next month. Did you know that?" Captain Han dictated after handing the newspaper to Xing Baohua.
Xing Baohua's expression was solemn, and he remained silent. He picked up the newspaper and found the article that had been published.
The report said that after arduous research and development, Motorola finally launched more than 20 satellites into space, achieving partial communication with Europe, America and Asia.
Furthermore, they have been successfully connected to achieve communication in open areas around the world.
The first batch of equipment to be launched will be deployed on ships, followed by use in the aviation industry and other specialized sectors.
At this moment, Captain Han noticed Xing Baohua's unpleasant expression and asked, "Didn't they inform you?"
"No. I'm just a shareholder, I don't have any real power. They said they gave me authority, but their words are all talk and no action, like farts."
After finishing speaking, Xing Baohua tossed the newspaper aside and asked the cook, "Do you have any wine? Give me a bottle to calm my nerves."
"Aren't you making things difficult for him? You won't come back drunk after going out for a while! Let me see if the medic has any more alcohol, and I'll dilute it with some water for you?"
"No, I can't stand that stuff, I won't drink it, okay!" Xing Baohua quickly grabbed Captain Han, who was about to leave. He didn't have that kind of habit like the Russians.
"It should be fine. We have plenty of talented people here, and there are a few chemical engineers over there. If necessary, we can ask them to prepare something that sounds good to you according to scientific proportions."
"Good heavens, you really have to give me some high-tech and ruthless stuff!" Xing Baohua said with a wry smile.
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