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n390 Invent?

nThat night, many experts and professors in the fields of computers, chips, and photolithographic machines arrived at Stan University.

nThey gathered together, their fingers jumping rapidly on the keyboard as they occasionally let out a sigh of admiration.

n“Heavens!”

n“This data is too amazing!”

n“A carbon-based photolithographic machine!”

n“Unbelievable!”

n…

nLin Fan did not care about any of this at all.

nHe sat on the soft sofa and played with his phone leisurely. The sky was completely dark.

nLin Fan dialed the number of Ran Fei, the chairman of Dahua Group.

n“Hello, Mr. Lin. What’s the matter?”

nRan Fei’s tired voice came from the other end of the line.

nToday, he had been busy the whole day because of the chip.

nHowever, there was still no progress.

nHe felt physically and mentally exhausted.

nLin Fan seemed to have heard Ran Fei’s exhaustion and said, “Are you still worried about the chip?”

n“Yes.” Ran Fei sighed.

n“Come to Jiangbei tomorrow,” Lin Fan said. “I want to discuss the chip with you.”

n“Huh?” Ran Fei was stunned.

nDiscuss the chip?

nWhat chip?

nDid Lin Fan not study mathematics and batteries?

nLin Fan continued, “Then it’s settled. It’s getting late. Rest early.”

nRan Fei was the only one left holding his phone with a blank look on his face.

nLin Fan played with his phone for a while more, then turned it to silent mode and fell into a deep sleep.

n…

nJingbei.

nThe director of the Institute of Science, Feng Zhixiang, was almost 50 years old.

nHowever, he continued to study every day.

nAt this moment, he was seriously flipping through the latest scientific research journals.

nAt this moment, the phone in Feng Zhixiang’s pocket rang.

nFeng Zhixiang looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Academician Yang Lichen.

nHe could not help but wonder, ‘Didn’t Academician Yang go to the US to attend a computer science report? Why is he calling me so late?’

nFeng Zhixiang slowly pressed the answer button.

n“Director Feng, there’s been progress in carbon-based photolithographic machines! They might even have been invented!” As soon as he picked up the phone, Yang Lichen’s loud voice rang out.

nFeng Zhixiang suddenly stood up and knocked the tea on the table onto the floor.

nHowever, he did not care at all and hurriedly asked, “What? Have carbon-based photolithographic machines made great progress? They might’ve been invented? Is the news reliable? Who is it? Which country?”

nIt was no wonder that Feng Zhixiang was so anxious.

nOne had to know…

nThe chip had always been the biggest obstacle to Hua Nation’s development.

nFor this, who knew how much manpower and material resources had been invested, but it was not of much use.

nThis was because silicon-based chips were mainstream in the world today.

nSilicon-based chip technology was firmly in the hands of the Foreign Chip Alliance.

nIt was impossible for Hua Nation to break through.

nTherefore, Hua Nation had no choice but to find another way out. After years of research, they found another way—carbon-based chips.

nAccording to the calculations and speculations of many scientists, carbon-based chips were smaller and more powerful than silicon-based chips.

nObviously, carbon-based chips were very high-quality products.

nHowever, the scientists were completely at a loss on how to design and develop it.

nEven so, Hua Nation did not give up. They still invested a large amount of resources into the research of carbon-based chips.

nOver the years, Hua Nation’s research on carbon-based chips had also achieved some results.

nHowever, Yang Lichen had now called to say that great progress had been made in carbon-based photolithographic machines. The machines might have even been invented.

nHow could Feng Zhixiang not be anxious?

nIf that was the case, all the investments that Hua Nation had made over the years might have gone down the drain.

n“Academician Yang, say something!” Feng Zhixiang said again.

n“Director Feng, don’t worry.” Yang Lichen said. “You should know this person. He’s Lin Fan, our Hua Nation’s Lin Fan!”

n“Lin Fan?”

nFeng Zhixiang was slightly stunned. His anxious expression seemed to have been frozen on his face.

nAfter a while, he said excitedly, “Are you sure it’s Lin Fan from Hua Nation? Lin Fan from Jiangbei University?”

n“Yes!” Yang Lichen said. “I’m sure! He published a thesis titled The Principle and Usage of Carbon-Based Photolithographic Machines on Science.

n“Although I haven’t seen the specific content yet, all the computer and chip experts have gathered at Stan University to help review and research this thesis.

n“From the conversations of those experts, it’s not hard to tell that they all agree with the content of The Principle and Usage of Carbon-Based Photolithographic Machines.”

nHe directly told him everything he had seen and heard without any concealment or exaggeration.

nIt was because Yang Lichen knew very well how important this matter was.

n“Good, good, good!” Feng Zhixiang said happily. “This is great! Hahaha!”

nThen, Feng Zhixiang seemed to have thought of something and quickly said, “I won’t chat with you for now. I have to contact Lin Fan.”

nAfter saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Yang Lichen to reply.

nThen, Feng Zhixiang quickly dialed Lin Fan’s number.

nHowever, the phone rang for dozens of seconds, but no one answered.

nTherefore, Feng Zhixiang dialed a few more times.

nThe result was still the same.

nFeng Zhixiang was so anxious that he paced around the room.

n“No, I can’t stay here like this. I have to go to Jiangbei!”

nAfter saying that, Feng Zhixiang picked up his phone and booked the latest flight to Jiangbei.

nThen, he quickly ran outside.

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nOn the other hand, the Foreign Chip Alliance.

nThe president, the vice president of the eastern region, the vice president of the western region, the vice president of the southern region, and the vice president of the northern region were all gathered together. They drank red wine and ate steak with relaxed expressions.

nAt this moment, the president seemed to have thought of something and asked, “Has Dahua Group decided to provide the specific data of the super battery?”

n“Not yet,” said the vice president of the eastern region.

nThe president frowned and asked, “How are Dahua’s phones now?”

n“This month’s shipment volume has dropped by 200% year-on-year. Next month’s shipment volume will be even lower,” said the vice president of the eastern region.

n“Last month, it dropped by 200%. Next month, it’ll drop by 400%. And the month after that… Tsk tsk, I don’t know just how long can Dahua last.”

n“No matter how good a cell phone is, it’s just a brick without a chip,” said the vice president of the southern region. “I think Dahua can only last for half a year at most. It’s time to admit defeat…”

nAfter pausing for a moment, the vice president continued, “If they give up on using super batteries, what should we do?”

n“What should we do?” The president grinned. “Our Foreign Chip Alliance has always respected human rights and loved peace. How can we sell chips to a company that doesn’t even want to provide dangerous battery data?”

nEveryone smiled.

nAt this moment, the president’s phone rang urgently.

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