"Isn't there an institution in the military that specializes in computer training?" Wan Feng felt a little regretful after asking this question.
That wasn't the question he should be asking.
Seeing that Zhu Guoxiong wanted to send people to him for research, the army might not have an institution dedicated to computer training.
Zhu Guoxiong did not answer Wan Feng's question, but just shook his head.
Although Zhu Guoxiong said it was easy to send people out, he still reported to his superiors. People in the army cannot be sent out casually.
And there are so many people in this faction.
The report has been submitted, but it is not clear whether the superiors will approve it.
After all, the military has not yet fully realized the importance of computers to the revolution in warfare, so it is entirely possible that they will not approve it.
Of course Wan Feng couldn't stay here and wait for news.
It would be fine if he could get a reply in two or three days, but if it takes eight or ten days or one or two months, he would no longer be here!
The most tragic thing is that he was waiting here, but in the end he was not approved, so it was a waste of time.
Therefore, the next day after meeting Zhu Guoxiong, Wan Feng took people home.
Cheng Gong’s task was to design and produce several auxiliary chips for the military, which were not very complicated.
The military was very satisfied with the first batch of chips they made, so some chips that were originally dependent on foreign countries will gradually be converted to domestically produced.
The military does not think that foreign chips are unsafe now, but rather wants to save costs.
After all, the cost of the chips produced by Wan Feng and his team is only one-fifth of the purchase price of similar foreign chips.
This is because they are still not aware that chips can have backdoors. If they knew that foreign chips might secretly have backdoors, they would make all chips used by the military domestically produced.
Cheng Gong was not quite sure what the chip research and development he had taken over would be used for, but one thing was certain: these chips would not waste too much of his time.
This trip was the most enjoyable one for Wan Feng. It took him three days to go and come back.
As soon as he returned to Jiangwei, Cheng Gong plunged into the laboratory to make chips for the military.
These auxiliary chips are not too complicated, and he thinks they can be made in one or two months.
But this delayed his research on the Hope No. 2 chip.
Cheng Gong went to research chips, and Yang Jianguo and others went home to take care of their children.
Wan Feng went to play with Han Tiezhu since he had no children to take care of.
In fact, he was not going to play with Han Tiezhu. Han Guangjia was back, so he wanted to get to know the situation firsthand.
Han Tiezhu looked like his head had been bitten by a cat. When he saw Wan Feng today, he didn't run away. Instead, he came in front of Wan Feng and looked up at him.
This guy is wearing a red bellyband, showing his butt and little bird, and has a cute face.
It was as if there were flowers on Wan Feng's face.
"Liang Hongying! Your Tiezhu seems a little strange today. Why did he come to me? You must have asked your son to ask me for the gold chain."
Liang Hongying looked disdainful: "Pah! I'm so useless, I can't even afford it myself."
"Then why is he so honest today?"
Wan Feng leaned over and picked up Han Tiezhu: "Steel Ball! Godfather doesn't have a gold chain on him today, but this one is not bad for you."
Wan Feng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put it into Han Tiezhu's hand.
Liang Hongying saw it and yelled, "Fuck you! You gave my son a cigarette, you bastard."
"What's it called? A box of Zhonghua costs eight or nine yuan."
Looking back, I saw the little guy putting a cigarette into his open mouth.
Wan Feng quickly grabbed it back and said, "You can't eat this damn thing! It's shit! It'll give you a stomachache!"
Han Tiezhu had no idea that his stomach was aching, and he kept opening his little hands to ask for more.
Wan Feng quickly put the guy on the ground, but he didn't expect the little guy to follow him.
Wan Feng turned around and threatened: "Don't follow me! If you follow me, I'll spank you! Spanking you!"
Han Tiezhu looked confused and turned back to look at Liang Hongying in doubt.
I probably didn't understand why I would get beaten if I followed him.
Wan Feng met Han Guangjia in the backyard of Han Guangjia's hotel. He was fiddling with the parallel bars with his bare chest, flipping up and down and sweating profusely.
Seeing Wan Feng coming, Han Guangjia got down from the parallel bars, wiped the sweat off his body with a wet towel, and then went to wash his face.
"Have you brought everyone back?" Wan Feng didn't ask until he finished holding the weapon upside down.
"Yes! Not only are there people, but there are also a lot of stuff. The people came back by plane, pulled by Zhang Shiqian's convoy. I arranged seven people to follow the convoy. I brought the people back first."
"Have you brought all the people back?"
"I brought them all back. Anyway, I brought back as many as I took over from Lin Lairong. A total of fifty-three people, all handed over to your uncle."
Upon hearing that everyone was brought here, Wan Feng felt relieved.
"Nothing unexpected happened on the way?"
"No! It went very smoothly."
"Great! I'll send you the money I paid out this time. Now I want to go to the factory and take a look."
Wan Feng came out from Han Guang’s backyard and ran back to Nanwan Factory.
In the dormitory where He Lan lived, Wan Feng met the families of these foreigners.
Most of the people who came were women, wives or girlfriends of people like ASML.
There are not many children, only about twenty or so.
These blond foreign kids looked at Wan Feng timidly.
Wan Feng asked Curite whether the staff were complete.
Curiet expressed her sincere gratitude to Wan Feng.
It would be great if there were enough people. These men can work wholeheartedly only if they have women around them.
Of course, Wan Feng also has to solve the learning problems of these more than 20 foreign children.
In fact, these children are the real headaches.
It is obviously not possible to send them to school because they don’t speak the language, but what if we don’t send them to school?
But there is no place to accommodate them in Hongya.
The only option was to set up separate classes for these twenty-odd children, find highly educated relatives to teach them, and then send two teachers from our own area to teach them Chinese.
It will be easier once they can speak Chinese in a few years.
Let my uncle worry about this problem and see if he has any way to solve it.
I hope that the No. 1 military will not adopt it for the time being, then this chip will have to be launched on the market.
Wan Feng didn't know how big the market demand was, so he planned to launch 100,000 tablets into the market to test the waters.
If it can't be sold, the loss will only be two million, which he can afford.
But this is impossible. Even if these chips cannot be sold, they will still be used in switches.
Anyway, you can't throw it away.
Qin Guanghui's department specializes in computer research, including software and hardware.
If all else fails, just launch a cheaper version of the computer. These chips can still be used as central processing units.
Three days later, Zhang Shiqian's convoy arrived.
Some tools that Asmi brought from Helan were also safely transported here.
ASMI members personally installed these devices, officially kicking off the research on lithography machines.
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