The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 572 Large Blood Pack

"Boss, that's not what I meant. It's not that I don't believe in our company's strength, it's just that I'm not very farsighted, unlike you who can see things from a long-term perspective."

Liu Hua waved his hand: "Alright, it's not your fault. You don't need to explain to me. Any new thing will be questioned. When cars first appeared, didn't many people insist that horse-drawn carriages were the only legitimate option?"

The legal counsel nodded, and Liu Hua continued, "Why can't electric cars be called cars? Why not just call them electric cars? Back then, trains were smoky and fiery, so they were called trains. Now trains have been converted to diesel engines, but they're still called trains. Even high-speed trains that use electricity are still called trains. At least train stations are still called train stations."

"The boss is truly visionary and has a long-term perspective."

Liu Hua waved his hand: "Go away, I don't need you to flatter me."

After dismissing the legal counsel, Liu Hua continued browsing the documents sent to him from the president's office. When he saw one document, he rubbed his eyes, somewhat incredulous.

"Impossible! Business profits have skyrocketed in the last two years!" Liu Hua said incredulously. "Is something happening that I don't know about?"

Liu Hua asked his secretary to prepare a car for him and rushed off to the River Map Rune site. In the past two years, the number of orders for the River Map Rune site had increased exponentially, which didn't quite match the timeline Liu Hua had in mind.

The general manager of Hetu Rune received a call from the president's office saying that the boss was coming to their company soon and that they should be prepared to receive him. The general manager of Hetu Rune went directly to the main entrance to greet him.

"Boss, it's been a long time since you've visited our company," said General Manager Wang of Hetu Runes with a smile. "We've been eagerly awaiting your inspection, like a parched land longing for rain."

"Don't give me that crap. I just looked at the reports. Your company's order volume and profits have been skyrocketing over the past two years."

Mr. Wang said happily, "Yes, our company has encountered a good time for development. In the past two years, the demand for industrial chips has been soaring."

"Besides industrial chips, what else is in demand?"

"And there are mobile phone chips, radio frequency chips, etc." General Manager Wang led Liu Hua inside: "The demand is increasing year by year. We have been expanding production every year. The market demand is too big. Our expansion speed cannot keep up with the growth of demand."

"Mobile phone chips? Are they growing very fast?"

Mr. Wang slapped his thigh: "It's not just fast, it's practically flying! Boss, haven't you noticed? In recent years, domestic mobile phone factories have sprung up one after another, like they've been doused with manure."

"I hadn't noticed that, but your use of adjectives is a bit inappropriate."

Mr. Wang chuckled: "Isn't there a term online now called 'Shanzhai' (counterfeit)? There are so many counterfeit phones now, they're cheap, have loud call volumes, and even things like dual SIM dual standby. They're selling like hotcakes in rural areas."

Liu Hua, though unsure when the third-generation mobile phones started to emerge, felt it was happening a little faster than before. "Boss, you've been focused on national affairs, not these mundane matters," Manager Wang explained. "These past two years, people have more money. Mobile companies have been advertising even in rural areas. People want high-quality communication methods, but branded phones are too expensive, so these knock-off phones have emerged."

Liu Hua nodded: "That's true. What's our market share in the chip market for counterfeit phones?"

“Let’s compete on equal footing with MediaTek in Taiwan,” Mr. Wang said with a smile. “Although we sell at similar prices, our profit margin will be higher.”

"Of course, if our profit margin isn't as high as his, then all my work on this 3D chip printer would be for nothing," Liu Hua said matter-of-factly. "So, how far have we progressed with chip printers?"

"Currently, mobile phone chips are generally 90 nanometers in size, and we are already able to produce 90-nanometer chips. PC chips are slightly more advanced, and they are 65 nanometers in size. We will definitely be able to break through this technological direction within a year."

Liu Hua nodded in satisfaction: "Don't let your guard down. Continue to develop in the direction of high precision and cutting-edge technology. What is 65 nanometers? When can we increase production to 5 nanometers or 3 nanometers? That's what high technology is. But even if we make a technological breakthrough, don't get cocky."

"Why?" Mr. Wang asked, puzzled. "Boss, I've never understood why our factory, which already has chip printers, still needs to buy lithography machines from ASML and maintain a certain scale of lithography chip production. Isn't this just a pure increase in costs?"

Liu Hua shook his head: "Individuals must obey national strategy. Chips are the moat of the great United States. It's their own cake, and they will not allow anyone else to interfere. For this cake, they have driven chip manufacturers in Europe and Japan to their deaths."

"That doesn't apply to us," Mr. Wang said confidently. "We're not some small-time Japanese or European country."

"But our country's economy is not yet strong enough to cut ties with the US," Liu Hua said patiently. "In other words, we cannot afford to turn against the US right now. If we touch their interests, they will do anything to turn against us, which is a pain that our country's economic development cannot bear."

"This is so damn frustrating." Boss Wang slammed his fist into his palm: "I thought we had finally managed to stand up for ourselves, but I never expected that we would have to humble ourselves in front of our big sister."

"What do you mean by 'compromising'?" Liu Hua waved his hand: "I don't want to hear that. We started out by fleecing the big American sheep. Before we've fleeced them clean, do you think we can let them get away? If they get away, who will we fleece? Who else in the world is big enough for us to fleece and make us rich?"

"Hey, now that you mention it, I feel a little better." Mr. Wang smiled. "The Americans are like a giant blood bank, providing us with nutrients to help us grow strong. Once we're powerful, we can kick them out."

"What? Nothing happened? You just kicked it away? Even a broken ship has three thousand nails." Liu Hua smiled and said, "It's impossible to kick it away. We'll definitely have to exchange a few blows. It would be best if we could avoid a fight."

"We're not afraid of war," Premier Wang said confidently. "Don't let my age fool you. If we really go to war, I'll be the first to charge in. I'll be cannon fodder, and I'll waste two missiles on him."

"You're just dreaming." Liu Hua said with a smile, "At your age, you still want a separate page in the family tree? Just bear with it for a few more years. Our growth rate far exceeds the world's imagination, and right now we are the only ones developing in the world, while the rest are regressing."

"That's a good feeling."

(End of this chapter)