"It is impossible to create high-precision chips." This statement is undoubtedly quite harsh in the ears.
In the conventional sense, "cannot make a chip" is usually divided into two types. First, you cannot design a chip with first-class performance yourself. For example: the performance of Loongson cannot be commercially used. The representative work of Chinese chip design is Huawei HiSilicon’s “Kirin”!
Second, it is physically impossible to create it. Today’s chips are all “silicon chips”. TSMC is the dominant player in chip foundry. It was followed by Samsung, GlobalFoundries Semiconductor and UMC. Then there is SMIC.
In 2016, SMIC did not have the ability to mass produce 14nm chips. Even if 14nm is mass-produced, there are still 10nm and 7nm technologies ahead. It is indeed said that "high-precision" chips cannot be made.
Not to mention that SMIC is suppressed by TSMC and its technology is regulated by the United States. The U.S. Department of Commerce can control him with just an executive order.
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Jing Gao gestured for Zhong Peiran to continue.
With a polite smile on his face, Zhong Peiran said: "Mr. Jing should be aware of the Batumi Agreement and the Wassenaar Agreement, right? Asmail's latest lithography machines are prohibited from being exported to the country.
Since Phoenix Fund does not plan to conquer lithography machine technology and is only involved in chip manufacturing, how can it create high-precision chips? 7nm chip process technology is simply not available on the market. "
Jinggao nodded, "You are right. But did the Phoenix Fund violate the rules of technology and promise to create high-end chips within two or three years? No. We have to wait for the domestic semiconductor industry to flourish and break the barriers of Pakistan. - Wassenaar Agreement.
Before that, we tried our best to build chips. This is the goal pursued by Phoenix Fund at this stage. I don't think it's a shameful, useless goal. That’s it for today’s interview. "
If it were being broadcast live on TV, it would be disrespectful for a business tycoon of Jing Gao's status to lose his temper and leave the show. Big Laowang had a dark face when someone teased him in the video about "earning him a hundred million", but he still sat and finished the show.
However, it’s just the interview now!
Jing Gao has been very clearly aware of Zhong Peiran's purpose and words. It is not here to promote Phoenix Fund’s idea of “industry serving the country”. Instead, he tried to lay a trap for him. It is divided into two routines: "praising and killing" and suppressing.
The so-called flattery, Jing Gao read the chip-related information submitted by Guan Guan. At that time, "Hanxin" actually purchased chips from outside, and then polished off the model numbers on the chips to make them fake in order to meet the acceptance requirements.
Science has scientific laws. Jing Gao doesn’t think that if a large amount of money is spent, technology will immediately give back. Chips are a capital-intensive and technology-intensive industry. There are certain technical rules in it.
The suppression is to "despise" Phoenix Fund for simply manufacturing chips, which is essentially the same as the companies currently involved in the chip field. They all want to take advantage of the national industrial fund to eat meat and make money. It is simply impossible to sublimate it to the level of serving the country through industry, localizing chips, and independent core manufacturing.
Therefore, Jing Gao first emphasized the fields that Shanhaijing Chip and Zhuque Circuit were involved in respectively. Then he proposed that being able to create chips is a contribution!
There is a background to what he said. Domestic chip manufacturing projects have been launched one after another in recent years, and there are a number of star projects. But how many companies can actually put into production and manufacture chips, especially CPU chips?
Domestic chip manufacturing duo: SMIC and Huahong Group.
The rest include China Resources Micro, which is a company that manufactures chips in fields such as power semiconductors and smart sensors. At this time point in December 2016, there were not too many chip manufacturers in China, but too few.
After Jing Gao refuted Zhong Peiran, he had no intention of entangled with him and directly stopped the interview. He is a business tycoon, what is there to argue with a reporter?
waste time!
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Jing Gao stood up and left very neatly. Zhong Peiran was immediately stunned, stood up and shouted to Jing Gao's back: "Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing, our interview is not finished yet."
Jiang Zi came over. The plump and beautiful woman wearing a dark red professional suit had a calm face and stopped her: "Please don't shout in Mr. Jing's office. This interview ends here. Please, please!"
Zhong Peiran was still chattering there, "Mr. Jing, do you know the gap between our chip industry and foreign countries? Phoenix Fund simply cannot create the most advanced chips..."
Tian Xinyu was dumbfounded. Is there something wrong with Brother Zhong’s brain? Such an important interview task was messed up like this? This was an interview accident! It would be strange if the director of the station should not punish their interview team when they return home.
However, Brother Zhong is sick and I don’t want to take medicine! I didn't do anything wrong. Will it be easy for me to enter Provincial and Taiwan after graduation?
Jiang Zi made a phone call and invited Zhong Peiran and the others out. He picked up the teapot and added some tea to Igao, who was smoking behind the desk, and then brought the ashtray over. Jing Gao lit the cigarette ashes. Jiang Zi said warmly: "Mr. Jing, don't be angry. This reporter has a problem and is causing trouble. If you interrupt the interview, he will not be able to produce the manuscript or video when he goes back. It will make him feel better."
Jing Gao smiled and leaned back in the comfortable boss chair, "I can't get angry with a reporter. I was thinking, what does this mean? Jiang Zi, think about it, he is a reporter and no one dares to support me in the interview. Set up?
It’s okay to ask sharp questions. There are so many hosts in China, and there is no shortage of hosts with spicy and sharp styles. However, the nature of setting traps and burying traps is completely different. "
Jiang Zi's plump body leaned against the edge of Jing Gao's desk and said thoughtfully: "Mr. Jing, are you saying there is a black hand behind him? Yes, now the TV stations are undergoing restructuring, and many of them are contract workers. Civil servants who are not part of the system. Contract workers, for money or other interests, may really cause trouble. Should I have someone check it out?"
Jing Gao waved his hand calmly, "No. You can call the director of Handong Provincial Station directly in a while, explain the matter clearly, and demand severe punishment. This matter does not mean that this reporter has not tricked me. Let him If he loses his job, the people behind him will naturally emerge.
In addition, you call Cao Danqing, who is still implementing the chip project in Jingzhou, and explain the situation here. Let her pay attention. "
How can there be any reason not to withdraw after being cheated?
Jiang Zi said simply: "Okay."
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Zhong Peiran, Tian Xinyu and his party came out of the China World Trade Center Building. The atmosphere between them was somber. Tian Xinyu and the camera crew both understood that Mr. Jing lost his temper and did not finish the interview. This was an interview accident.
Who knows why Zhong Peiran turned around and acted aggressively during the interview, irritating Mr. Jing?
The morning sun fell on the streets outside the China World Trade Center building.
Zhong Peiran rubbed his face and said: "Don't look at me. I want to make the interview effective, but maybe I'm a little too skeptical. Who wants to... Just wait a moment. I'll give the station a call."
Later, he dialed the phone number of his immediate superior and roughly explained what had happened. He said to Qu: "My default position was to question, and I smiled the whole time. But Mr. Jing was a bit too tempered." !”
He is still blaming his faults on his interview skills, asking too sharp questions, and being too arrogant.
"You stay in the capital for two days first. Then we will communicate with the Phoenix Fund in Taiwan. Mr. Jing is a young man. If you ask him urgent questions on the spot, it is normal for him to get angry."
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Peiran smiled inwardly and said, "Let's go. Let's go back to the hotel first."
Tian Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief quietly. Her current future and destiny are tied to Zhong Peiran.
The group of people drove back to the hotel.
Two hours later, Zhong Peiran's three-person team caught up on their sleep and had lunch in the bright restaurant on the second floor of the hotel. As Christmas approaches, the atmosphere in the hotel is a little festive. The three of them were sitting in a semi-open area. On the left hand side is the glass window of the hotel, where you can clearly see the bustling street scene outside. To the right is a half-waist-high railing.
Zhong Peiran was relaxed, eating steak and drinking the red wine provided in the Meituan package, and said: "It's all fine. Don't be too stressed. Xinyu, don't you think about bringing a gift back to your boyfriend?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Peiran's cell phone rang.
Zhong Peiran looked at the number and saw that it belonged to the station director. It is impossible for an employee like him not to have the phone numbers of the leaders in the station, which are all stored in the address book. But if you want to call the leader in Taiwan and have a chat, that's absolutely impossible.
"Director, are you looking for me?" Zhong Peiran gestured to Tian Xinyu and the others and said with a smile.
"Xiao Zhong, please come back first. You are also an old man in the station. How could you make such a mistake? I think you hired the wrong person."
Zhong Peiran was stunned on the spot. He had been in Taiwan for more than ten years, how could he not understand what this meant?
"Ah..., okay..., yes, Director." Zhong Peiran suddenly became incoherent. The red wine glass in his hand was knocked to the ground with a clang, and the red wine was poured all over the floor, but he didn't seem to notice it yet.
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Zhong Peiran was immediately adjusted to his job after returning to Handong. I was assigned to the night shift every day. At work, everyone is alienated and resented. Later, after his employment contract expired, he was terminated.
Of course, this is something.
