Tech startup: I really do make mobile phones!

Chapter 174 MYW-3.0 The Distance Between Life and Death
Shenzhen, Orange Technology, Conference Room 2.

The moment the door closed, the atmosphere became tense.

Xiao Zheng deftly pulled a palm-sized silver device from his bag and meticulously scanned every corner of the conference room, the gaps between tables and chairs, and even the ceiling, as if he were sweeping through mines.

The instrument emitted a faint hum, and the indicator light flashed green.

In the adjacent conference room number 3, Jiang Yu, who was conducting a call test on the Orange 2 phone, suddenly heard a piercing static noise in his headset. He frowned, took off the headset, and checked the wiring.

"Huh? Why did the signal suddenly fluctuate just now?"

He muttered to himself, but soon the call test audio came back clear and stable.

"Never mind, it's probably just temporary interference from the surrounding environment!" He shook his head, not paying much attention, and continued with his work.

Inside conference room number 2, the green lights on the instruments remained constantly lit. Xiao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Team Leader Li, clean!"

Captain Li, formerly known as "Boss Li" from Xin'an Recycling, did not relax. He crossed his arms, leaned against the conference table, frowned, and looked sharply at Xiao Zheng.

“Xiao Zheng, back in January, your target was Xishuangbanna and Chongqing. You were in charge of your personal security, but the other side quietly developed this kind of high-precision gyroscope that can pierce the sky in that small factory in Chongqing!”

He lowered his voice, his question tinged with disbelief: "You were there! Why didn't you notice anything? Why didn't you report it?"

Xiao Zheng put the instrument back into his bag, his face full of helplessness and grievance.

"Captain Li! Aren't you making things difficult for me?" He spread his hands, his tone tinged with self-deprecation: "I'm just a field agent for the National Security Bureau, and since I started working for you, I've almost forgotten all my professional skills. I've only learned some 'unorthodox methods'!"

After that, he counted on his fingers for Captain Li.

"I've learned to make jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), I've learned blind massage, I can memorize all the house numbers in the area when I deliver packages, I can avoid all the traffic jams when I drive a taxi, I can persuade... well, I can instruct students when I'm a fitness instructor, and now I can even take apart mobile phones and repair computers!"

You're really something, now you want me to understand this ultra-high-precision microelectromechanical technology?
Do you think this is appropriate?

Captain Li was taken aback by his long list of skills, and his tense face almost broke down.

He took a deep breath and glared at Xiao Zheng, annoyed. "Alright, alright! Stop being so cheeky!"

After a pause, Captain Li found it a little funny: "Haha! That's true. If you really understood this, you should be the one we're protecting now!"

Then, his expression turned serious again. He walked up to Xiao Zheng, patted him heavily on the shoulder, and spoke earnestly.

"Xiao Zheng, this situation is exceptional and extremely serious. I've placed you by the target's side for close protection; the responsibility is immense! You must be on your guard at all times to ensure the target's safety. Remember, this is crucial in critical moments."

Xiao Zheng immediately straightened his back, his eyes instantly becoming firm and sharp, like a drawn blade.

"Don't worry, Captain Li! If the target is threatened at a critical moment, I will risk my life to protect it!"

Seeing his unwavering promise, a complex emotion flashed in Captain Li's eyes. In the end, he simply squeezed the man's shoulder tightly and said nothing more.

it is more than words.

"Knock knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.

Chen Mo pushed open the door and entered, followed by Zhou Yumeng.

His gaze swept over the two "old neighbors" in the room, whose temperaments were completely different from those during the "Xin'an Recycling" era. He was particularly surprised by "Boss Li's" deep, unfathomable eyes and the sharp, shrewd aura emanating from Xiao Zheng.

But Chen Mo still wore a gentle smile on his face, without the slightest arrogance that comes with success.

"Mr. Li! Xiao Zheng! Long time no see!" Chen Mo took the initiative to speak, his tone familiar yet with a hint of inquiry: "I wonder if you two have come here today to see me on some important matter?"

Captain Li glanced at Zhou Yumeng and smiled slightly: "President Chen, there's something I'd like to discuss with you privately. What do you think?"

Chen Mo understood and nodded to Zhou Yumeng: "Xiaomeng, you can go out first! Boss Li, Xiao Zheng, and I are old neighbors, it's alright!"

He specifically emphasized the words "old neighbors" to indicate that he knew them.

"Okay, Mr. Chen!" Zhou Yumeng replied, and before leaving, she casually raised her hand and pressed an inconspicuous switch by the door.

The glass partition of the conference room instantly fogged up, making it impossible to see inside from the outside, and sound was also blocked.

After doing all this, she gently closed the door and gestured for the two security guards at the door to leave.

Chen Mo noticed her little gesture and couldn't help but smile, becoming increasingly satisfied with Zhou Yumeng's growth.

Only three people remained inside.

As the host, Chen Mo raised his hand to indicate, "Please sit down!"

The three of them sat down around one side of the conference table.

As soon as he sat down, Captain Li immediately showed the special ID card bearing the solemn national emblem.

"Mr. Chen Mo, hello! Let me introduce myself again. My surname is Li, and I am the head of the field operations team of the National Security Department."

His voice was calm, yet it contained an undeniable power.

"Regarding the MYT-3.0 high-precision gyroscope developed by your company Orange Technology, and the series of unexpected 'chain reactions' it has triggered in the field of cutting-edge international equipment, we need to have an in-depth, frank, and confidential communication with you."

Chen Mo's gaze lingered on the document for a moment, and many of his doubts were instantly resolved.

Back when the two of them developed gaseous lithium batteries on a long journey and brought them back to their small workshop, Zhao Tiezhu said he always felt a vague sense of being noticed, and it turned out he wasn't mistaken.

Chen Mo nodded, indicating his understanding.

Captain Li's sharp gaze locked onto Chen Mo, and he continued, "At the same time, in accordance with relevant instructions, to ensure the absolute safety of you and the relevant core technologies, from this moment on, we will arrange for professional personnel to provide you with the highest level of 24-hour close protection."

Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, looked at Captain Li's serious face, blinked, and spoke in a slightly conciliatory tone.

"Captain Li, I basically don't go abroad. I just live a simple life between Shenzhen, Chongqing, and my hometown. Isn't 24-hour protection a bit too much of a fuss?"

Captain Li knew that Chen Mo, as a pure researcher and businessman, might not fully understand the undercurrents behind the competition in cutting-edge technology.

After a moment's thought, he decided to reveal some of the information, which could be considered as "leaking secrets" under orders.

Then, Chen Mo heard a bizarre thing that almost made him choke on his own saliva.

Honeywell's recently released, seemingly glamorous "HGX-9000 Ultima Gyro," supposedly "pushing the limits," is actually just a rebadged version of their MYT-3.0!

Even more outrageous is that this "switcheroo" product was actually used by Honeywell to bid for the core components of the guidance system for the North American Minuteman III intercontinental ballistic missile!
"Cough cough." Chen Mo was genuinely choked, looking both amused and exasperated: "This is just too... too creative!"

He simply couldn't fathom the crazy, all-or-nothing madness that Honeywell, the CEO, had shown. Was it really necessary?
After Captain Li finished speaking, his expression became extremely solemn.

"Mr. Chen, this matter is top secret and is only known to the three people in this room. We will not only not hinder Orange Technology's normal commercial export of MYT-3.0, but will also encourage and support you to 'go global'."

Chen Mo suppressed his smile and nodded seriously: "Captain Li, don't worry, this is exactly what Cheng Ke has been doing."

Captain Li then asked, "Besides protecting you personally, the source of the relevant core technologies also needs to be protected. What suggestions do you have regarding technology confidentiality, especially regarding core processes?"

Chen Mo had already considered this and stated frankly, "The key to gaseous lithium batteries lies in the catalytic material formulation, which has already been fully submitted."

For gyroscopes, the core technical challenges lie in the oil-based paint formulation, the synthesis process of special polymer materials, and a core group calibration algorithm.

Regarding materials, I have a company called "Chengchuang Materials" in Takihua Guanlan. It's not large, but it has the core formulas for all the materials.

The most important aspect of keeping all technologies confidential is protecting 'Orange Creation Materials'!

"Understood!" Captain Li nodded. "We will immediately arrange the security and confidentiality of 'Chengchuang Materials,' so you don't need to worry about it anymore."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo visibly breathed a sigh of relief, a genuine smile appearing on his face.

"That's great! To be honest, I was really worried about how to ensure everything went perfectly. With your professional team taking over, I'm completely relieved!"

After Chen Mo finished explaining the arrangements for maintaining technical confidentiality, Captain Li immediately raised another crucial request.

"Mr. Chen, we also need you to provide a complete description of the 'group calibration algorithm' of the MYT-3.0 core."

In addition, in order to thoroughly investigate any potential logical vulnerabilities or backdoor risks that may exist in this algorithm under 'specific application scenarios'.
We hope to obtain a completely open-source version.

He added earnestly, "Please rest assured that this action will absolutely not affect the normal commercial export activities of Orange Science MYT-3.0!"

Chen Mo understood Captain Li's subtext: as long as the other party uses it normally according to commercial rules, there will be no problem; but if the other party tries to do something "non-commercial," then things will get interesting!

He hesitated for a moment, then readily agreed.

"Providing open-source algorithms is no problem, but I must emphasize that OrangeTech needs continuous commercial profits to support R&D iteration. Only with smooth exports and sufficient funds can we continuously launch better products."

This is both a fact and Chen Mo's bottom line.

It's worth noting that ASMI placed an order with Orange Technology for 15 alignment systems a year, worth $9000 million, with a gross profit of over $8600 million. Even selling a million MYT-2.0 systems for mobile phones might not generate that much profit.

Captain Li immediately assured, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen! The security and confidentiality of the algorithm are the highest priority; not a single detail will be leaked!"

Finally, Captain Li solemnly introduced Xiao Zheng to Chen Mo.

"Mr. Chen, from now on, Xiao Zheng will be your 24-hour personal security officer. He is an elite member of our field team, experienced and quick-witted, and will do his best to ensure your safety!"

Having said all that, Chen Mo deeply understood the cruelty and importance of this technological competition. He didn't refuse any longer and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then I'll trouble Comrade Zheng."

Subsequently, Chen Mo personally took Xiao Zheng to Gong Yun to ask her to help with the onboarding process. The position was naturally the general manager's bodyguard and personal driver.

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The original driver, Xiao Li, looked at Chen Mo personally leading Xiao Zheng over with a resentful expression, thinking to himself: "Who is this newcomer? President Chen personally brought him here! I'm afraid my position as his 'royal attendant' is in jeopardy."
Feeling Xiao Li's gaze, Xiao Zheng smiled wryly to himself: "Brother, do you think I want to take your job? This job is incredibly stressful; I might actually have to take bullets with my own body!"

Just then, Zhao Tiezhu rushed back from outside, followed by Xiao Zeng, and the two of them were carrying a large box of popsicles.

"Come on, come on, it's hot, let me treat you all to popsicles to cool you down!" He spoke in a loud voice, and the people at their workstations smiled and thanked him, clearly used to "General Manager Zhao's" down-to-earth care.

Zhao Tiezhu had sharp eyes and spotted Xiao Zheng sitting at the workstation next to the logistics team. It was the same face that was so familiar from the strong stalls in North China.

"Hey! Xiao Zheng!" Zhao Tiezhu shouted in surprise, rushed over, and instinctively reached out to put his arm around Xiao Zheng's shoulder: "Hey kid! What are you doing here? Missed your brother?"

Xiao Zheng nimbly dodged his "bear hug," and pointed to the name tag he had just put on his chest with an annoyance: "I'm now General Manager Chen's driver and bodyguard! It's a legitimate job!"

"Oh," Zhao Tiezhu drawled, glancing at the dejected Xiao Li beside him as if suddenly realizing something. He walked over, patted Xiao Li's shoulder forcefully, and laughed, "Xiao Li, don't be discouraged!"

"Look at Zheng's build, he's obviously a trained fighter, he can take a beating better than you, that'll protect Brother Chen better. Here's the deal, you two take turns, you cover for him when he's resting!"

Then, Zhao Tiezhu turned to Xiao Zheng with a "good buddy" expression.

"Oh, right! I found your precious backpack. It turned out you left it at that bathhouse in Dongguan. It was Mr. Zhang from the mold factory who found it while delivering goods and brought it back to me. Do you still want it? It's a designer brand!"

Xiao Zheng's eyes lit up immediately: "Yes! Of course I want it! It cost me almost half a month's worth of hard-earned money!" His tone was full of heartache.

"Haha! Look at you, all you've got is a bag!" Zhao Tiezhu laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "It's a joyous occasion to see you again today! Come on, after get off work I'll take you to see the real 'massage parlor' in Shenzhen!"

Xiao Zheng looked speechless and disgusted: "Thanks, Mr. Zhao! I appreciate the thought, but I still have to take Mr. Chen home after get off work. Besides, I'm not interested in those things. Just return the bag to me tomorrow!"

Mountain City, Orange Micro Motor Factory.

The once dilapidated and desolate old factory area has now been completely transformed.

The brand-new factory buildings are painted in orange and white, and inside the workshop, machines hum and workers in neat uniforms are busy moving about, creating a vibrant scene.

In the brand-new small conference room, workshop director Fan Xingping was reporting to factory director Feng Guofu: "Factory director Feng, the second-hand production line from Neon East Precision Machinery, which we acquired from the old Dadukou plant of Jinggang Group, has finally been modified and debugged!"

"Adding to our existing small production lines, our effective production capacity can now reach 8 pieces per day!"

"Team Leader Zeng from Orange Supply Chain just contacted us, requesting that we connect to their 'Smart Orange Unified Procurement Supply Chain Management System' (SRM) as soon as possible. In the future, when our competitors want to purchase our standard parts, they will all go through this system, and they will handle the unified communication!"

Facing this "royal relative," Feng Guofu maintained a gentle but principled attitude, nodding and saying, "Old Fan, you and the workers have worked hard on this matter in the workshop; you've done a great job."

"However, at present, our production capacity should prioritize ensuring the supply of spare parts for the Orange 2 mobile phone supply chain, which is of utmost importance."

Orders from Zhicheng's centralized procurement will be prioritized later. Production will commence once our capacity increases to a higher level or the new production line is running more smoothly.

"Understood! I guarantee it won't affect Orange 2!" Fan Xingping replied crisply.

Feng Guofu turned his gaze to Zhou Mingzhe, the technical director who had been sitting quietly to the side. This was the real technical core and "supervisor" that Chen Mo had placed at Orange Technology.

"Engineer Zhou!" Feng Guofu said respectfully, "We just received two rather special expedited orders."

One is an aerospace group, which specifically requested 6 MYT-3.0 gyroscopes; the other is the city airborne group, which needs 3 MYW-3.0 micro motors.

"Look, without delaying the order from Asmay, could you please take Master Liu and Master Wang and get it done as soon as possible?"

Upon hearing that the Aerospace Group and the City Aircraft Group were ordering the goods, Zhou Mingzhe's eyes lit up instantly, and his slightly hunched back straightened up a bit.

"No problem! Don't worry, Director Feng! Aerospace and Urban Aircraft are the highest priority! I'll personally oversee them, and we'll work overtime to ensure on-time and high-quality delivery!"

He felt incredibly proud to be able to contribute to the nation's important projects.

Feng Guofu nodded in satisfaction, then, displaying the mobilizing spirit of a veteran state-owned enterprise factory director, addressed the managers present: "Comrades, the production schedule must be fully booked for me!"

"With Mr. Chen's new mobile phone about to be launched, our supply chain at Orange Technology absolutely cannot lag behind!"

Equipment maintenance can be appropriately postponed, staff rest days should be arranged reasonably, and material reserves must be sufficient!

"Over the next year, we need to ensure a stable 20% increase in the monthly production capacity of our regular products!" He paused, then looked at Zhou Mingzhe: "As for the high-end products, Engineer Zhou, we're counting on you to oversee them!"

Zhou Mingzhe nodded vigorously: "Leave it to me!"

Soon, a precision machining order was sent to the Jingda Precision Machining CNC Center.

The ultra-high precision core stators required for the MYT-3.0 gyroscope and MYW-3.0 micro motor have begun to be manufactured in a continuous stream.

Essentially, a gyroscope is a special type of micro-motor with an extremely precise structure.

Deep within the Orange Science and Technology factory area, inside a Class 1,000 cleanroom laboratory.

Mr. Liu, with his gray hair, was instructing a middle-aged female worker who was extremely focused on operating a precision milling machine.

With a faint cutting sound, a precision rotor component for the MYT-3.0 gyroscope gradually takes shape.

Master Liu picked up the high-precision measuring instrument and carefully inspected it, a smile of approval appearing on his face.

"Good! All passed! Your skills have improved rapidly! Among the new apprentices recruited this year, you are the most talented and have the steadyest hands!"

With a gentle smile, he said, "I'll talk to Engineer Zhou later and get you promoted ahead of schedule. You can stay in the lab and be in charge of processing our Orange Science's high-end products!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoying's mother, Wang Xiaofang, was so moved that her eyes reddened. She quickly expressed her gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Master Liu! Thank you so much! If it weren't for your patient teaching and hands-on guidance, I wouldn't have been able to learn so quickly!"

She knew that staying in the lab to work on high-end products meant higher income, a more stable job, and most importantly...
Wang Xiaofang can finally stay in the mountain city, and her daughter Xiaoying will no longer have to be a left-behind child!
This gratitude she felt for Orange Company and for Chen Mo, the big boss she had never met, came from the bottom of her heart.

Master Liu waved his hand and laughed, "It's also because you're willing to study hard and learn. Xiaoying is a sensible and smart girl. I also hope that you and your daughter can live peacefully in this mountain city."

Xiaoying's mother left the laboratory filled with joy and hope.

The precision rotor she manufactured was quickly delivered to Zhou Mingzhe.

Surrounded by a high-precision stator and other components processed at Peking University, it, along with two other "brothers," was personally assembled by Zhou Mingzhe into three gleaming, high-performance MYW-3.0 micro motors.

That afternoon, they were quickly transported by special car to Chengfei Group in the neighboring city.

Chengfei Group, Fire Control Radar R&D Laboratory.

Engineer Zhang strode into the laboratory, carrying the three MYW-3.0 micro motors he had just received, his voice filled with excitement.

"Quick! Lao Wang! Try replacing our newly designed fire control radar—the rapid aiming subsystem—with this!"
This is the new thing hidden in the Orange Tree, MYW-3.0!

With a response time of 0.1ms, a torque density of 35mN·m/g, and an energy efficiency ratio of 92%, it's 15% stronger than the top-of-the-line products we're currently using, and it even comes with that 'ant-nest cooling' structure!

The rapid alignment subsystem of fire control radar is different from the system of lithography machine, which pursues the ultimate static precision.

It is relatively lenient in its requirements for "absolute accuracy," mainly because the missile's range is also limited and it does not require a complex environmental control module.

To quickly address the system's core requirement, there's only one word—speed!
Prioritize speed before pursuing accuracy.

Chengfei also has its own micro motors, but the mainstream models still have a response speed of 5ms, a torque density of 28mN·m/g, and an energy efficiency ratio of 72%.

The performance of the MYW-3.0 is almost a generation ahead!
What does this gap mean?
In beyond-visual-range air combat, when enemy and friendly aircraft approach at several times the speed of sound and simultaneously detect each other, a missile roars out at Mach 5 (approximately 1720 meters per second).
The difference in response speed between 5 milliseconds and 0.1 milliseconds means that by the time the enemy's fire control radar has just completed "locking" and the missile is launched, our missile may have already flown 833 meters away!

This is enough to decide the life or death of an air battle.

Next door, the stealth materials laboratory.

Several engineers were struggling with a sample of a special ferrite oil-soluble paint that they had obtained from "Chengchuang Materials".

The person in charge, Lao Li, shook his head with a wry smile: "This paint... its performance is truly outstanding! It definitely strengthens structural components, has excellent high-temperature resistance, and doesn't require frequent recoating after flight!"

"but."

He pointed to the data on the test report.

"It carries a negative charge and has an enhanced effect on the reflection of both long-wave and short-wave radar waves. If we coated our fighter jets with this, wow, wouldn't we become the brightest star in the night sky? Are we afraid the enemy won't be able to see us on their radar screens?"

In the end, Old Li sighed helplessly.

"This Orange Technology is a real treasure company. They always come up with some unexpected and amazing products, but this ferrite oil-based paint is really not suitable for us to do stealth!"

Our fourth-generation stealth coating emphasizes cost-effectiveness. For dealing with smaller neighboring countries with limited detection capabilities, a first-generation iron oxide-based material is sufficient!

What really gives him a headache is that the existing stealth coating needs to be repainted after each flight, which is too costly to maintain.

I had hoped that this special ferrite oil-based paint I got from Orange Creation would solve this problem, but instead it turned out to be "wave-absorbing and reflective".
While stealth coating research engineers were worrying about the paint, in the nearby final assembly workshop, a new fighter jet with a bright yellow primer and a distinctive canard configuration was undergoing intensive modifications.

Inside its nose radome, engineers are carefully installing and debugging a new rapid alignment subsystem for fire control radar based on the MYW-3.0 micro-motor drive.

This brand-new fire control radar system will allow this newborn "fifth-generation chick" to lock onto its prey 4.9 milliseconds faster.

In modern beyond-visual-range air combat, 833 meters may be the distance between life and death.

(End of this chapter)