202: Chapter 203 Changing Industrial Design to Kneel

February 8, 2014, the ninth day of the first lunar month.

The festive warmth of the Spring Festival had not yet completely dissipated, and the cold wind in the Magic City remained biting.

When Shen Du brought Hong Yun and stepped back into the Jiyuan Technology headquarters building, surrounded by a crowd of executives.

There was not a single shred of the lethargy or slackness of "post-holiday syndrome" in the entire building.

On the contrary, the thousands of employees occupying the core office area on the twenty-plus floors were all bright-eyed and full of vigor.

The entire office area was filled with the sound of clacking keyboards.

That fanatical drive—eager to roll up their sleeves and give their all for their lord—could practically blow the roof off the headquarters.

The reason was simple: Jiyuan Technology paid too well!

In the year-end settlement that had just passed.

Relying on the epic celebration of Jiyuan Entertainment's listing on the Hong Kong Stock Market, as well as the explosive profits of various physical business lines.

Jiyuan Technology's year-end bonuses, plus the fourth-quarter project dividends.

Created a record that shocked the entire domestic internet circle:

Almost all permanent employees received a terrifying income exceeding twenty-four months' salary!

That wasn't even the end of it.

Shen Du, the big boss, had always despised the "superficial" posturing in the capital circles.

At this point in 2014, the grand prizes at many big companies' annual meetings were often Mercedes-Benz or BMWs.

But those in the know understood that it was just a staged show for the connections of senior management.

But at Jiyuan Technology.

Although Shen Du didn't attend the year-end headquarters meeting because he returned to his hometown, he waved his hand and approved a massive cash pool.

No insider arrangements, no black-box operations.

Even the most basic "sunshine consolation prize" was real money, starting at five thousand yuan, directly deposited into their salary cards!

What was even more shocking and made people loyal to the core was this.

This sky-high benefit didn't miss a single low-level worker in the building.

Even the cleaning ladies responsible for scrubbing toilets or the security guards standing post outside in the cold wind.

They were all treated equally and received this generous red envelope that made them deeply grateful.

You have to realize, this was 2014.

This was an era where domestic corporate standards were still uneven.

Even top internet giants like BAT were frantically pushing "outsourcing contracts" and "labor dispatch" to desperately compress labor costs.

But at Jiyuan Technology, and even including Meituan, which was effectively controlled by Shen Du, Shen Du had established an unquestionable iron rule:

Inside the company, absolutely no form of "outsourced" personnel was allowed!

As long as they were working within the Jiyuan Technology system.

Everyone signed the most formal labor contracts and enjoyed the maximum social insurance and housing fund contributions paid by the company.

Even more terrifying was this.

In Jiyuan Technology's exaggerated salary system, the concept of a "monthly salary under ten thousand" simply didn't exist.

In this cold, cruel, and profit-driven financial jungle of the Magic City.

Shen Du used the simplest and crudest method of real money, combined with genuine respect for his employees.

He forcefully created the "strongest god-tier company," with benefits topping the nation, where countless top talents were breaking down the door to get in!

Shen Du sat in his large boss chair, casually flipping through the previous year's financial summary report.

Just as he was looking at the chip foundry business section, the office door was knocked.

General Manager Chen Shengqiang of Jiyuan Technology walked in with a thick file tucked under his arm, his stride brisk and energetic.

"General Manager Shen, Happy New Year."

General Manager Chen Shengqiang had an undisguised excitement on his face:

"This is the production scheduling and expansion report for the chip foundry for the first quarter of this year. Please take a look."

Shen Du took the file, scanned it twice, and nodded slightly:

"The expansion speed is good."

"With twenty-six factory areas starting construction simultaneously, can the current capacity satisfy the domestic appetite?"

"Absolutely no problem!"

General Manager Chen Shengqiang reported confidently:

"Relying on our super factory cluster in the foothills of Tianmu Mountain in Western Zhejiang."

"Currently, our chip foundry capacity has completely covered the needs of all small and medium-sized enterprises in the country."

"There is even a significant surplus."

Speaking of this, General Manager Chen Shengqiang changed the subject, his expression becoming a bit strange. He reached out and flipped to the fifteenth page of the report:

"However, General Manager Shen, there is a very unusual situation here."

"Please look at this."

Shen Du looked in the direction of his finger, his gaze landing on a set of jumping data, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Orders from South Korea?"

"Yes."

General Manager Chen Shengqiang nodded, his tone revealing a trace of suspicion:

"Since before the New Year, the South Korean side has frequently sent people over to find us to customize a specific specification of memory chip."

"At first, it was just a test order of about one hundred million USD."

"But just yesterday, which was the eighth day of the first lunar month."

"They suddenly sent an urgent telegram to increase the order, and the total annual order amount soared directly to five hundred million USD!"

Shen Du looked at the details on the report, his fingers tapping lightly on the desktop, making a dull "thud, thud" sound.

General Manager Chen Shengqiang continued to explain:

"General Manager Shen, you know."

"Limited by the special foundry process we currently use."

"The chips we produce are physically twice as large as the normal chips made by major international manufacturers."

"Logically speaking, these 'big guys' chips are at a disadvantage in the semiconductor industry, which pursues extreme thinness and space utilization."

"They could even be called defective products."

"But the weird thing is here—"

General Manager Chen Shengqiang took a deep breath, his eyes showing a trace of disbelief: "Because our chips have incredible performance in power consumption and heat dissipation, far exceeding international peers."

"The South Korean side, in order to eat this dividend."

"Actually preferred to compromise on industrial design, taking the initiative to widen and thicken the PCB boards of the memory sticks they produce!"

"That is to say, besides keeping the core high-speed cache chips for themselves to produce."

"They actually threw all the additional conventional storage chip foundry work to us all at once!"

An overseas powerhouse that focuses on technology monopoly and is arrogant in the semiconductor field,

actually, for the sake of extreme power consumption and heat dissipation, abandoned the internationally accepted standard size for memory sticks,

forcefully widening the motherboard to adapt to Jiyuan Technology's "big guy" chips?

This sounds simply like a fantasy.

"This sounds like a fantasy, indeed."

Shen Du's slender fingers stopped tapping the desktop, closed the thick financial report casually, and threw it to the side of the desk.

He stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Overlooking the bustling streetscape of the Magic City, a mysterious glint flashed in his deep eyes.

"Old Chen, in business, business is business; profitable business is certainly good business."

Shen Du said with his back to General Manager Chen Shengqiang, his voice low and calm:

"But you must not forget."

"In this smokeless battlefield of semiconductors, South Korea and those capital giants from Europe and America are wearing the same pair of pants."

Upon hearing this, the excitement on General Manager Chen Shengqiang's face paused slightly, and his expression became extremely serious:

"General Manager Shen, you mean..."

"All along, they have adopted the strictest blockade and suppression against our domestic semiconductor industry."

"They wouldn't even sell us a slightly advanced, or even nearly obsolete, Lithography Machine, fearing that we would emerge in this field."

Shen Du turned around, his eyes staring like torches at General Manager Chen Shengqiang:

"Now, they have actually taken the initiative to hand over the core memory foundry business."

"To us in such a way of 'stooping to compromise,' even changing industrial design standards—do you think this is normal?"