67: Mask design drawing

This note was clearly left for Tang Ziwei, probably prepared by Xu Ning beforehand because he was afraid of sleeping too soundly and delaying things.

Tang Ziwei curiously opened the folder and flipped through its contents, but he was unfamiliar with these things and could only tell that they were some complex blueprints.

Xiao Jianhao leaned over for a look, scratched his head, and said, "Do you think these drawings by Xu Ning are useful? Will people be interested in these messy lines?"

"Heh heh, I've always been very confident in Little Xu's skills." Although Tang Ziwei couldn't understand it himself, his trust in Xu Ning had never wavered.

"Do you really trust him that much?" Xiao Jianhao looked at Tang Ziwei with some confusion. If it were military equipment, he would admire Xu Ning, but chip design wasn't something you could just learn and master easily.

Tang Ziwei said with a smile, "How about we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

Tang Ziwei glanced at the sleeping Xu Ning on the bed and said, "Let's bet on the reaction after this material is delivered to Zhongxing Microelectronics."

"Okay!" Xiao Jianhao agreed immediately.

"If they really contact us, I'll stand on my head and bark like a dog!"

Tang Ziwei said with a smile, "No need for that much trouble. Whoever loses will say something by barking like a dog."

Xiao Jianhao gasped, "Your punishment is even more severe than mine!" He knew that his punishment would only be carried out privately at most, while Tang Ziwei's punishment would be embarrassing for the entire day.

"Do you dare to take on the challenge?"

Xiao Jianhao thought it over and finally resolutely accepted the challenge: "Okay, a bet it is!"

At noon, in front of the reception desk at Zhongxing Microelectronics.

Tang Ziwei handed over a thick envelope.

"Please make sure to personally hand this to General Manager General Manager Zhang Jianxia."

He also attached two hundred-yuan bills as a thank you. In 1990, two hundred yuan was almost a person's monthly salary.

However, the receptionist lady seemed a bit hesitant.

"This... our company is currently not convenient to receive documents from the mainland."

She whispered to Tang Ziwei, "It might be inspected by the United States side."

Tang Ziwei comforted her, "It's okay, it's just some design blueprints. Even if it's checked, there's nothing to fear."

"Then I'll do my best." After saying that, she took the document and walked towards the interior.

Seeing this, Tang Ziwei left with peace of mind.

General Manager Zhang Jianxia's office was located in the innermost part. To get there, one had to pass through the office area and the secretary's office.

After entering the secretary's office and confirming that General Manager Zhang Jianxia's secretary, Wang Jie, was not there, the receptionist's face showed a relaxed smile.

She didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Just as she was about to knock on the door and submit the document, a voice came from behind her: "Xiao Zhang, what makes you so happy?"

The person being asked was Xiao Zhang at the front desk. Her smile instantly froze, and the movement in her hand stopped.

The speaker was Gu Cheng, the Deputy Head of the Technology Department and General Manager Zhang Jianxia's old subordinate.

It was said that he had worked at Texas Instruments in the United States and had followed General Manager Zhang Jianxia through thick and thin.

When General Manager Zhang Jianxia returned to China to start a business, he also came to Shanghai with her.

Although he was loyal to General Manager Zhang Jianxia, he always maintained a condescending attitude towards other colleagues.

This was also why Xiao Zhang felt nervous when she heard his voice.

"I, I came to deliver a document to Zhang Zong."

"Whose document is this?"

Gu Cheng looked at the thick folder in his hand and suddenly became interested.

"It's from another company."

"Is it a domestic company?" Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Since Zhongxing Microelectronics was established, those domestic enterprises were like dogs smelling an opportunity, rushing to get a piece of the pie, wanting to exchange shares with little capital, which made Gu Cheng very dissatisfied.

In his opinion, if it weren't to repay his Teacher's kindness, he wouldn't have come to such a relatively underdeveloped place.

"Uh, uh..."

Xiao Zhang at the front desk lowered her head, her voice barely audible.

"These people are really like sticky candy that you can't shake off."

Gu Cheng complained in a low voice, and Xiao Zhang couldn't help but tremble.

Gu Cheng sighed and said coldly, "Alright, give me the document, I'm going to a meeting."

Xiao Zhang didn't dare to say more, nervously handed over the folder, and then hurriedly left under Gu Cheng's stern gaze.

After Xiao Zhang walked away, Gu Cheng opened the folder, thinking, Teacher Zhang is already busy enough, and these irrelevant things keep being sent, it's really a headache.

"I should take a look first, so I don't bother Teacher Zhang anymore."

He took out the document, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Is this a mask design?"

As the Deputy Head of the Technology Department, he recognized it at a glance.

But then his expression became increasingly unpleasant.

"How can this circuit diagram be drawn like this? Does this person not even understand basic knowledge?"

He couldn't help but curse softly.

After just one glance, he stuffed all the documents back into the folder.

If his Teacher saw these things, it would only disappoint him.

Saying this, he planned to throw the folder into the trash can.

At this moment, General Manager Zhang Jianxia's secretary, Wang Jie, walked in carrying a bowl of instant noodles.

In that era, instant noodles were still considered a luxury item, and the price of over one yuan deterred many people.

Gu Cheng casually threw the folder onto her instant noodles.

"Help me dispose of this trash, I still have a party to attend."

After saying that, he turned around and pushed the door open to leave.

Looking at the folder pressing down on the instant noodles, Wang Jie's expression changed from initial disdain to surprise.

Finally, she said with a smile, "This size is quite suitable for use as a lid for instant noodles..."

At this moment, in General Manager Zhang Jianxia's office.

General Manager Zhang Jianxia sat in the main seat, his expression solemn. He didn't even glance at the late Gu Cheng. His mind was completely focused on a tricky matter, and an executive was sweating profusely with nervousness.

"Zhang Zong, what should we do now? You have to say something." The executive said anxiously, "TSMC has already warned us that if we produce chips, they will sue us."

General Manager Zhang Jianxia didn't answer immediately. Instead, he gently tapped the table with his hand, one tap after another. The entire room was terribly quiet, with only the sound of tapping echoing.

Suddenly, he stopped tapping and asked, "How long has that supervisor named Charles, sent by Eagle Country, been here?"

Gu Cheng quickly replied, "Zhang Zong, he's been here for almost a month."

"Hmm, based on previous situations, he's about to go back." General Manager Zhang Jianxia nodded, then turned to a person named Xiao Dong, "Xiao Dong, start arranging the transportation for those second-hand equipment we got from European cities before."

"Okay, Zhang Zong." Xiao Dong responded.

At this point, the sweating executive interrupted, "Zhang Zong, shouldn't we be more concerned about TSMC's lawsuit threat now?

Many of our employees are from TSMC, and to catch up with the latest process technology, we might use their technology. If they sue us then, we'll be in trouble."

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