Ye Ming was organizing the press conference PPT in the company office, and Tang Zhigao and Chen Xiaofang naturally could not be idle. In fact, compared to Ye Ming sitting "relaxingly" in the office, their work is much more cumbersome.
Since there is no plan to raise funds in the short term, if the company wants to develop, it must rely on policies and connections.
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"Dean Tang, I dare not say anything else. As long as you don't brag, or if you can realize the bragging, then the resources saved will definitely be no problem."
In the tea bag on the fifteenth floor of the Liangdu Hotel, a middle-aged man smiled and nodded to Professor Tang.
There were six people in the box. Except for Professor Tang Zhigao and Yang Chaoxiong, the other four people included the heads of the National Integrated Circuit Fund Investment Department and the Provincial Science and Technology Commission.
"Thank you very much, Director Chen." Professor Tang smiled and raised his tea cup: "And Chu Liu."
"Dean Tang is so polite, but where is the money going?" The speaker was Liu Quanzhen, the head of the big fund. He and Tang Zhigao were also acquaintances - as early as a few months ago, when Professor Tang Zhigao ran to the capital, The two got to know each other through friendship. It's just that compared to a few months ago, the things that JiZhi Technology can come up with this time are more dazzling and heavier.
Liu Quanzhen was already drunk today, but his mind was still very clear.
During the day, he visited Jizhi Technology, and also communicated with the chip designers from Juchang who came to Jizhi, and saw with his own eyes how the magical "GTRGD" material was born under the catalysis of the chip.
Frankly speaking, he was excited throughout the day.
As the person in charge of the investment direction of a large semiconductor fund, Liu Quanzhen has seen too many tricks played by lakes. Many people know that the wafer factory in a certain place that was hit by thunderstorms and paid tens of billions of water stamps was in his Under the fierce eyes of the National Semiconductor Fund, the National Semiconductor Fund was able to avoid messing around.
And it is from these constant thunderstorms that large funds have become cautious, and have begun to shift from supporting new companies and disruptors to accepting private placements and supporting existing companies.
In a sense, in the semiconductor field, the direction of big funds has also become the direction of many investors - this is the most concrete expression of national policy and will.
"To talk about the general environment, now China really needs companies that can put themselves on the table to compete with others." Liu Quanzhen took a sip of tea. Yang Chaoxiong next to him saw the posture of holding the tea cup and judged that he needed to add water. , quickly stood up and picked up the teapot.
"But in the traditional field, to put it bluntly, it is difficult to see hope. In the area of LCD panels and photovoltaics, they have made their way through volume - Director Chen knows this very well, right?"
Director Chen smiled: "We started to focus on supporting LCD projects five years ago, and it is indeed somewhat competitive."
"But if you don't lay down the stick, you can't play as cards." Liu Quanzhen leaned on the back of the sofa, spread his hands and said with a smile, "How can you play without cards?"
Director Chen laughed. Pointing at Professor Tang: "Isn't this just a card?"
"Well, so I borrowed what Director Chen said." Liu Quanzhen looked at Tang Zhigao and said, "Professor Tang, as long as you don't lose control and can achieve what you boast about, you really don't have to worry about money - and you are a monopoly business. How could there be a shortage of money?”
"But the country doesn't allow us to make money..." Professor Tang joked with a smile: "I really didn't expect to directly order medical materials for us."
"Medical materials are easy to handle."
Everyone will laugh heartily.
In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the higher-ups have also realized that hybrid chips will be a brand new field dominated and led by China.
It's still a bit reluctant to call it a card, and it's definitely not suitable for playing.
Isn’t GTRGD material a neural anastomosis material? It's a proper medical material. Just be careful when exporting it. There's nothing wrong with it.
If the situation is not right at that time, we will be able to deal with it flexibly immediately.
"It's getting late, how about we stop here today?" Seeing Liu Quanzhen yawning, Director Chen looked at Tang Zhigao with a smile: "Dean Tang, it's up to you to hold a press conference."
"No problem! Thank you to the leaders for taking the trouble."
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Tang Zhigao sent everyone back to the guest room lobby and then went downstairs with Yang Chaoxiong.
As he walked, he also took out his mobile phone.
When I walked to the door downstairs, a WeChat message came from my phone.
The mobile phone shows Chen Tingwei.
"By the way, I forgot to ask, when will my son have surgery?"
"It's almost time." Professor Tang replied with a smile: "Go to rest early and come and tie it up for me the day after tomorrow."
"That is required."
Yang Chaoxiong on the side looked at the two chatting and was a little surprised: "Teacher, do you know Director Chen?"
"Brothers who used to have bunk beds."
"...Fuck...the teacher is really knowledgeable."
"Shit, the biggest official I know is only at the department level."
Professor Tang patted Yang Chaoxiong on the shoulder: "Go and take a taxi."
"Are you going home?"
"When I go to school, I have to talk to Ye Ming."
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When you are busy, time flies by.
October 6th at 6:30 pm.
Backstage at the press conference, Qi Yumo, Liu Hong, Shen Ruhai and others were sitting in front of computers, nervously debugging the streaming programs of major live broadcast platforms.
Due to special reasons, the domestic ban on crowded events such as press conferences is still a bit strict, so the science and technology museum was chosen for the press conference, and tickets were not sold to the outside world. An invitation plan was adopted.
Among those invited were media, bloggers, and influencers from major technology fields, as well as representatives from the semiconductor industry and the medical field.
Of course, it is also indispensable to invite leaders from relevant departments in the province and city.
As for ordinary viewers, they can only watch the conference through online live broadcast.
"Senior Brother Liu, what should I do if the connection to YouTube is unstable?"
"Change your line to one directly connected to Shanghai."
"oh."
At this time, Shen Ruhai raised his head when he heard the words: "Wait a minute, Ye Ming is speaking in Chinese, right? What should I do if the viewers of YouTube and Twitter can't understand?"
Qi Yumo blinked: "There is an instant translation."
"Instant translation?" Shen Ruhai was startled: "Simultaneous interpretation?"
"No, it's AI real-time translation."
Shen Ruhai was startled again. He thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Have the lines been translated first and then subtitled?"
"Do you think Ye Ming can read his lines? Of course not..." Qi Yumo shook his head with a smile and pointed to the theme: "AI translation in real time."
"..."
As everyone reported that the streaming test was completed, Ye Ming also appeared in the background.
He simply chatted with everyone, then sat in the corner and closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Qi and Mo put down their notebooks and sat next to him.
"Are you nervous?"
"A bit." Ye Ming smiled and nodded.
"You won't be nervous if you admit you are nervous." Qi Yumo smiled and comforted: "So many people in your academic society can talk freely. It's a small scene today."
"God's Coming"
"Well, by the way, how popular is the live broadcast now?" Ye Ming took out his mobile phone and took a look. He found that the battery was only 80% and immediately plugged it in.
"There are no statistics yet, but there must be hundreds of thousands." Qi Yumo gently patted the back of Ye Ming's hand: "Relax, you are so powerful."
Ye Ming smiled and nodded.
As time passed slowly, Qu Jing raised the door curtain.
Ye Ming turned around and picked up his phone. When he saw that the battery reached 90%, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he put his hand into his trouser pocket and strode out.
