After thinking about it, I still have to fight back.
"What's going on? I knew I shouldn't have answered Mr. Gao's call."
Liu Guangqi's wife was scrolling through her phone, muttering to herself.
Liu Guangqi lay on the bed and sighed as well, "How can we not answer? Your husband is where he is today, you could say it's all thanks to President Gao."
"Including all your injuries?"
Looking at the phone screen, Liu Guangqi's wife didn't tap the button.
"Does getting hurt even matter? Let alone this little injury, even if it means going through fire and water, it's all worth it as long as we can break the chip monopoly of the Aoli Group."
Liu Guangqi just felt a little sorry for his wife. "I've only made you worry. Why don't you go to Kyoto? It's safer there than in the deep sea."
"Forget it, if I go, who will take care of you?"
Liu Guangqi's wife rolled her eyes at him and continued, "I've sent the child over there to be looked after by our mother. We'll bring him back when he's older."
"That's the only way. Let's call Mr. Gao and I'll explain it to him."
Gao Ang didn't expect that Liu Guangqi's question would last for almost half an hour. Could the matter be really that troublesome?
The phone rang, so I answered it.
"What, is the situation troublesome?"
Before Liu Guangqi could speak, Gao Ang asked first.
"It's alright. I just asked our boss, and he said it's the order from higher-ups."
"The higher-ups?"
Gao Ang was taken aback. How did this involve the higher-ups?
"Yes, after this incident, the higher-ups probably feel that we've taken too big a step and need to proceed cautiously. Moreover, carbon-based chips need time to replace silicon-based chips; we can't just roll out carbon-based chips directly. We need to give companies in the industry chain some time to react."
The boss didn't tell me the specifics, but he meant that none of the current carbon-based chips can be used externally.
Liu Guangqi also thought the reason was ridiculous, but there was nothing he could do; that's what the boss said.
Do you have any orders?
Gao Ang ignored the question and asked it from a different angle.
"Orders? There should be some. My colleagues didn't get a holiday either; they were all working overtime during the National Day holiday."
"Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Gao Ang spread his hands at Lao Wan, indicating that he couldn't help, "Carbon-based chips are banned and cannot be used externally."
"Banned? What happened to that semiconductor development plan?"
Old Wan was also stunned. She was from a wealthy family and found it extremely puzzling that someone would be unaware of having a rooster that lays eggs in their home.
"What do you think is going on? The higher-ups definitely have their own reasons, how could we commoners possibly understand them?"
That's what they say, but Gao Feng basically already knows what's going on.
The so-called "cannot be used externally" should be interpreted as "cannot be used by civilians" or "cannot be used on a large scale for commercial purposes."
The scope of carbon-based chips should be limited to a certain area.
There are many advantages to doing this, but few disadvantages.
"What can we do? Just leave Dragon Brain One here and do nothing?"
Old Wan angrily swung his little fist.
"I think the current intelligence level of Dragon Brain No. 1 is already sufficient. You can spend some effort to continue optimizing and improving it, but shouldn't you also consider the other side, which is how to monetize it? You can't keep relying on the country to give you financial support, can you?"
The chip issue is not a problem for Gao Feng, but he has no intention of taking action; he wants to downplay his presence.
However, this did not stop him from giving Lao Wan advice and suggestions.
"You don't need to worry about monetization; that's my forte. Besides, why would you worry about robot sales?"
Old Wan mocked him in an annoyed tone.
"That's true. You people may not be good at other things, but you're really good at finding ways to take money out of other people's pockets."
Since ancient times, wealthy merchants in the Jiangnan region have been renowned for their accumulated wealth.
Aside from geographical reasons, these merchant families also had a unique and unparalleled understanding of human nature, especially consumer psychology.
"Could you give me Liu Guangqi's contact information?"
"What, you want to pull another strings?"
"Let's give it a try, just in case there are other possibilities."
Old Wan was deeply troubled by the setbacks in optimizing and improving Dragon Brain No. 1, and she would try her best to make the best of any opportunity.
She had overheard part of the phone call and felt that Liu Guangqi was a key figure.
She had heard of this person; he should be able to get her something.
Her needs are not many; just a few carbon-based chips will suffice.
Actually, she also had her own selfish desires. She wanted to have a robot just like Chitose at home to fulfill her small wish of making her idol a reality.
"Why can't you understand..." Gao Ang brewed another pot of tea and said earnestly, "Cambricon's carbon-based chip orders haven't stopped, but they're not being offered to external clients, understand?"
"I don't understand."
Old Wan shook his head in bewilderment.
"Let me give you another hint: military use."
At this point, Lao Wan nodded in sudden realization, "You mean...?"
"That's right. All the most advanced things are definitely for military use, not to mention the big weapons in the field of technology such as carbon-based chips and robots."
If I'm not mistaken, your Robotics Foundation probably has reservations about you; they might have already started researching the militarization of robots.
However, there's no need for you to know these things; after all, you're just a businessman.
He took a sip of tea, then leaned back comfortably on the sofa, looking quite relaxed.
"You mean I've been kicked out?"
Old Wan frowned, sensing that things were getting a bit complicated.
"Kicked out my ass."
Gao Ang slapped his forehead. "How could you be so stupid? Let me tell you again. Research on carbon-based chips and robots will continue, and it will be even more rapid than you can imagine, but you would never know that."
This process could take three to five years, or it could take one to two years; the length of time depends on how far the military field can develop.
For example, a typical lithium battery can only provide a range of 500 kilometers for a regular car, but a military-grade battery can provide a range of over 2,000 kilometers, or even further.
Take navigation as another example. Civilian navigation can only be accurate to 0.1 meters, but military navigation can be accurate to 0.01 centimeters. That's the difference.
The same applies to chips. Currently, the common civilian chips are 7nm, and the more advanced ones are 5nm, but what about the military chips?
I believe that when carbon-based chips outperform current 7nm silicon-based chips by more than 1000 times, that will be the time when carbon-based chips truly flourish in the civilian market.
Of course, these are all Gao Feng's personal guesses, inferred from Liu Guangqi's words.
He asked and found that carbon-based chips were still being produced, and that they were being produced with extra effort.
Where do the manufactured chips go? They're not used by the general public.
That's the only place I can go!
Liu Guangqi is right to say that companies in the silicon-based chip industry chain need time to transform.
This is the same principle he used to control the production of ROG and NSG batteries. Haste makes waste, and everything must be done steadily and surely.
Cambrian is currently the first to try something new, and it's sure to reap the rewards.
Once the carbon-based chip industry matures, this pioneering work will be shared by more and more people and companies.
At that time, these companies will have enough time to react and transform, so that all their previous investments will not be wasted.
This is also a manifestation of the country's responsibility to enterprises, and a manifestation of being responsible to oneself.
These companies have all taken out bank loans to purchase a lot of equipment for the silicon-based chip industry. If they are disrupted by carbon-based chips before they can generate any profits, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Wan Xinyue wasn't unaware of these principles; she simply hadn't yet grasped the basics.
When she was raised a little higher, she understood the reason.
"Sigh, now that you mention it, I'm a little unhappy."
Old Wan pouted, his face full of unhappiness.
"What's there to be unhappy about? Just wait. Hurry up and transform and upgrade the businesses under your management. Once the higher-ups have everything in place, you'll be the pig that rides the wave!"
You're the pig!
Old Wan glared at Gao Ang in annoyance, then pointed at Qian Sui and said, "Hey, get me one, I want one."
“That won’t do,” Gao Feng refused outright.
"Why?" Old Wan tilted his head and asked unhappily.
“That’s my brother…” After thinking for a moment, he changed his words, “That’s my son, the thief!”
The son wasn't wrong either, after all, he was born from him. As for why it wasn't a daughter... it's because Gao Ang gave them his memories, and his memories were originally those of a boy.
“I didn’t say I wanted it. I just said you can get me one that’s exactly the same.”
"Can't your Sailor Moon characters move?"
Gao refused again.
“Yours is definitely a high-end model. Mine is quite obedient, but I always feel like something’s not right, like it’s missing a screw.”
Muttering to himself, Lao Wan circled around Qian Sui again and again.
"Sir, you wouldn't sell me out, would you?"
Chitose asked, slightly nervously.
"Sell you my foot! What are you thinking about all day?"
If it weren't for Lao Wan's sake, Gao Ang would definitely have given Qian Sui another flick on the forehead.
"Of course, my program is unique. You all get the civilian version, but mine is the military version. However, if you want the same one, it's impossible."
Why?
"Possessing a treasure is a crime, understand?"
Old Wan pouted, looking incredulous. "If you're guilty, it's your fault. What does it have to do with a weak woman like me who's just trying to make money?"
Gao Ang was about to reply when he was interrupted by Qian Sui's voice, "Sir, the receipt for the International Criminal Court has arrived."
"It's arrived? That means someone has signed for it?"
"That's right."
Ang Gao stood up abruptly, straightened his clothes, and said, "Old Gao, I suddenly remembered, I have something to take care of and need to go out. Do you have anything else to do?"
"It's alright now. I came here to ask you to solve the problem with Dragon Brain No. 1. Since things have come to this, I should go now. You can go about your business."
Old Wan could also tell that Gao Ang was indeed in trouble.
After dropping Lao Wan off at Changming Island, her personal driver was waiting for her.
"That's settled then, come again when you have time."
Gao Yang greeted him politely.
"real?"
Old Wan actually believed it.
"..." What could Gao Ang say? He could only force a smile. "Really." (Fake...)
Having gotten rid of this little trouble, Gao Ang returned to his little nest.
I checked the time and realized it was already 3 p.m.
Time flies when you're with a beautiful woman?
I ate dinner around 10 o'clock, and before I knew it, almost five hours had passed?
After smacking his lips twice, Gao Ang wondered if he was being a little too obsessed with women.
"They're all just beautiful women turned to dust. I'll go take care of the important matters first."
"Your Excellency, is that satellite still usable?"
Gao Ang was referring to the Mountain Eagle 1 satellite, which he had requisitioned over the Arctic.
"It's still operating normally, and currently functioning as planned. Would you like to see the area around the National Criminal Court building?"
"Okay, set it to maximum accuracy, access all permissions within the building, I want to hear and see all information related to this email."
"Understood, processing in progress, projection in place, image integration in place, sound acquisition in place."
In just a few seconds, Chitose had taken care of everything.
The large screen displays a nine-grid image, with the email's location displayed in the center and eight smaller images around it showing partial views of the email.
It's a little past eight in the morning in He Guo, not quite nine.
The criminal court was unusually quiet and deserted.
Partly because it's Sunday, and partly because the International Court of Justice is generally considered a less prestigious or less desirable institution...
At 9:00 a.m. sharp, Rana-Mohammed-Latif, a council judge from Pakistan, arrived at his office.
Not long after, someone delivered an email, and it was a very thick one.
The recipient was not him, but the sender's address was Dongguo, and Dongguo and Baguo are on the same continent, so the mail was delivered to his office.
The International Criminal Court is not very binding, nor does it have its own law enforcement agency. Whether its judgments can be enforced depends on the mood of the defendant country.
However, it is, after all, an institution that can coordinate transnational criminal cases to a certain extent, so even if its authority is not great, it is the only one that Gao Ang can think of.
Judge Rana reviewed the documents for an hour, then sighed, picked up the stack of papers, and left his office, heading to the Supreme Court Justice's office.
The chief justice of the national criminal court is a Westerner, and his nationality is Belgian.
When Rana decided to launch an investigation into the Hogoli Group, he was stopped by the Chief Justice.
"Judge Rana, this matter has been settled. It was entirely fabricated by the families of the victims in the East. It was a complete conspiracy."
The Ori Group, that's the Ori Group! So many countries and companies would love for them to collapse. There must be vested interests behind this.
"As for what was mentioned above, that Cambrian developed carbon-based chips and refused the acquisition offer from the Olli Group..." The Chief Justice pointed to the documents, slapped the table, and gave a sarcastic smile, "Do you really think those people from the East could develop carbon-based chips? If they really did, do you think the world would be so peaceful? Besides, I don't believe they have the capability to develop chips more advanced than the Olli Group's. So, just pretend this never happened, understand?"
Theoretically, Rana and the Chief Justice are of the same rank, but because the Chief Justice is the Chief Justice, Rana has to accept the Chief Justice's advice to a certain extent.
However, he couldn't bring himself to give up on the investigation so easily.
The evidence in the document is complete; the only thing missing is evidence that can link it to the Aoli Group.
However, there was one person there named Biob, whom Judge Rana felt she had seen somewhere before, and he seemed very familiar with him.
With the documents in hand, Judge Rana left the International Criminal Court building, went to the parking lot, got into her car, and drove back and forth along her commute.
He felt that he had seen Biob's face before, and that it looked very familiar. He must be a regular at some place he frequented, and the two of them must have met once before.
There weren't any along the way... maybe it was a nightclub?
But since the nightclubs were closed, Judge Rana went to the city square, where the white doves fluttering around him suddenly gave him a flash of inspiration:
He realized why Biob's face looked so familiar.
Bio is the pigeon breeder who releases peace doves in this square!
Judge Rana also frequently came here to see the pigeons, but he didn't really let them go, so he didn't have much direct interaction with Biob.
However, if you see it many times, it will become a subconscious memory.
Judge Rana then rushed to the city hall to review Biob's information.
When Judge Rana was reviewing Biob's documents at the city hall, Sagier of the Ori Group also received the relevant information.
At the same time, the Supreme Court also called.
"Oh, so that's how it is. You old codger, why do you meddle in so many things..."
Muttering to himself, Sajir casually sent a message using a strangely designed phone.
On Changying Island, Gao Feng, who had been observing all the movements, frowned and said, "This is bad, Judge Rana is in danger."
Before he finished speaking, he vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already five kilometers away.
"Your Majesty, immediately protect Judge Rana. Remember, protect his safety at all costs."
All of this was a high-profile plan. He knew all about Biob, including the brief encounter between Biob and Judge Rana.
He also speculated that Judge Rana would definitely pursue the matter to the end and would definitely find out about the relationship between Biob and Sagir.
However, he failed to anticipate what Zagiel would do.
No one could have predicted that Sajir would choose to kill them to silence them.
He couldn't see Sagil's information, but other information was less confidential.
Especially after Chitose intercepted some information related to Judge Rana's keywords, Sagir's plan to kill him to cover it up was exposed.
As Gao Lie flew at high speed, he could only hope that Judge Rana would not have an accident, or he would regret it too late.
According to his plan, Judge Rana would investigate further and link Biob and the Olli Group together.
In this way, all of Biob's actions can be attributed to the Ori Group.
Even if any country protects the Ori Group, as long as Judge Rana provides impartial evidence, the Eastern country can impose sanctions on the Ori Group through official means.
Regardless, Dongguo is a major power, and it still has the right and means to achieve this.
However, if something happens to Judge Rana, then everything will be over.
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