At this point, Li Chu thought of the chip that was most needed in the phone.
To be fair, China is now capable of independently manufacturing chips. As long as it continues its research and development, it will not be subject to others in this area in the future.
However, a problem has arisen: the upstream and downstream companies that manufacture chips are now mostly classified factories, which are under the semi-military management.
In the near future, when the conversion of military equipment to civilian use begins, many factories will be forced to shut down for this reason. These companies' production lines cannot be stopped, as it is said that if they stop, they will be rendered useless.
By the time the formalities were completely handed over, the factory was no longer able to operate normally.
In those days, these secret factories were mostly built near the mountains of central cities. The local governments that took over the factories simply did not have the ability to come up with so much money to maintain the production lines in the factories. They could only watch helplessly as the factories that were originally in good working order fell into disrepair.
Later, higher-ups also discovered this problem and urgently halted the policy of converting military personnel to civilian use.
Companies that hadn't yet handed over their responsibilities were allowed to remain, while those that acted quickly...
The companies that were preserved were mostly pure military enterprises. One of the ones that impressed Li Chu the most was a research institute in Chang'an that manufactured radar.
Another company that left a deep impression on him was located at the foot of the Qinling Mountains. It originally produced monocrystalline silicon, and at its peak, the factory had nearly 20,000 workers. However, because of this, the company, which usually distributed wine as a form of labor protection product, quickly declined.
As a result, many workers in the factory later couldn't afford vegetables and had to go to the market every afternoon to pick up rotten vegetable leaves discarded by vendors.
How pathetic!
This was just one factory he knew of, and similar situations were happening all over the country.
What was once a thriving industry chain has almost completely disappeared.
As a result, even in the 21st century, we are subject to the control of others in every aspect because of this tiny chip.
Having thought of this, he decided to talk to Uncle Wu about it in a couple of days, so that the same tragedy could not be repeated.
"What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought." Ding Qiunan looked up and asked curiously when she saw her husband hadn't said a word for a while.
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just thinking about mobile phones. I wonder when our country will be able to manufacture mobile phones."
"Who could possibly know?"
Yes, nobody knows right now.
So this delicious cake was all taken and eaten by foreign companies.
"Go to sleep, darling. Don't think about it. You're just a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, don't worry about high-tech stuff."
Li Chu smiled slightly, looked up and kissed his wife's forehead, put his right arm around her, glanced at the little rascal sleeping on the inside, and then reached out with his left hand to turn off the lamp.
Though my position is humble, I have never forgotten my duty to the nation!
Now that I've been given a second chance at life and have the convenient opportunity to contact my old leader, I must do something for the developing nation of China.
In this country, it's always much simpler to do anything from the top down.
...
With something on his mind, Li Chu didn't stay at the hospital after dropping his wife and Wenhui off at the hospital on Monday morning. Instead, he drove straight to the sanatorium.
In Uncle Wu's study, Old Master Wang, Old Master Shen, Old Master Zeng, and Old Master Mu were all sitting there.
All of them kept their eyes fixed on Li Chu, who was talking eloquently.
He never expected that these old men would all be in the nursing home at the same time, and that he would run into them.
When he first arrived, Aunt Wu complained for a long time, complaining that he hadn't brought his little stinky baby with him, and even warned him that if he didn't bring the child next time he came, he shouldn't be allowed to enter the house.
This left Li Chu both amused and exasperated.
It was already past 8 p.m. when he left the sanatorium.
Several old men stood at the gate, watching Li Chu's departing figure, their gazes filled with complex emotions.
"Old Wang, your nephew is amazing! I never imagined that besides his superb medical skills, he also has such a broad perspective!"
Old Master Mu turned his head to look at Old Master Wang and said with a smile.
"Don't even mention you, I've watched this kid grow up since he was a child, and I never expected that he would even consider science and technology and people's livelihood."
Although many of his ideas are still somewhat naive and idealistic, it's quite impressive that he could come up with so many ideas just from newspapers and news reports.
"He's a promising talent, but unfortunately, his ambitions lie elsewhere. Even that person said he's hopeless." Old Shen said with a hint of disappointment.
"Hehe, this kid is smart. He knows everything, he's just lazy. I once talked to him about his ambitions, do you know what he said?"
Looking at his old comrades-in-arms beside him, Old Wu asked, and before they could say anything, he continued, "This kid actually told me that his ambition is just to have a wife, kids, and a warm bed. Can you believe it?"
But then again, if he really gets promoted, do you think we old fogies will still be standing here chatting and laughing?
Grandpa Wu asked again with a smile, then turned and walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
The remaining old men exchanged glances, shook their heads with smiles, and followed them into the courtyard.
Nothing happened the next day.
On the third day, Li Chu was summoned away when the red telephone on his desk rang. This time, his destination was inside.
He was able to talk to Uncle Wu about these things and was prepared to be summoned.
He just hadn't expected that these older comrades would have such boundless energy.
It was past nine o'clock at night when he got home.
"What have you been busy with these past two days? You came home so late on Monday, and it's the same again today."
Ding Qiunan shoved the crying baby in her arms into her husband's arms.
Strangely enough, the brat stopped crying as soon as he was in Li Chu's arms, which made Ding Qiunan so angry that she wanted to slap his bottom a couple of times.
Wang Yueyue, who had been sitting on the sofa all day and was exhausted, burst into laughter upon seeing this scene.
People say that children are closer to their mothers, but this child in her family is not.
It was the same when Wenxuan was there; he would cry loudly in Wang Yueyue's arms, but would immediately stop as soon as Wenxuan took him in.
She and her mother-in-law had been trying to comfort her for a long time, but they still couldn't figure out why she was crying so pitifully. It was heartbreaking to see.
As you can see, his grandfather stopped when he held him in his arms.
Sigh, where can you go to seek justice?
"I went inside today."
Ding Qiunan stopped asking questions as soon as she heard that. She knew perfectly well what she could and couldn't ask.
"You, what did you feed the child this afternoon? He seems to have some indigestion!"
Although the child had stopped crying in his arms, he still looked a little listless, so Li Chu took the child's pulse.
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