Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

Guangming Peak National Major Science and Technology Project Base.

B2 Floor Conference Room

A month has passed.

This place is starting to look quite nice.

The main reason is that Zhao Chongming used a construction acceleration card.

During this period, Zhao Chongming still managed to acquire quite a few items through lotteries.

One was that his father became the executive vice governor and won a lottery.

One is that the Nanhu Industrial Park was built, and one person won a prize in a lottery.

One was becoming a member of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee, and the other was winning a prize in a lottery.

Three draws.

The system gave three rewards.

One is a speed-up card that increases speed by fifty times.

Another is the order to build chip foundries.

Another one is the T-series chip, which is a self-developed CPU architecture chip that is sufficient to support its own mobile phones for three generations: 08, 09, and 10, ensuring that its chip design is at the world's leading level.

Bright Peak moves at an extremely high speed.

In one month, it was almost equivalent to four years of construction.

Basically all the equipment is in place.

The prototype of the lithography machine is basically ready.

Zhao Chongming is much more relaxed now.

Fifty times the construction card, in one month, is almost equivalent to Zhao Chongming exchanging ideas with this group of experts and professors here for more than four years.

At this moment, Zhao Chongming stood in front of the projection screen, tapped his finger lightly, and a set of photolithography alignment data flashed steadily—the feature size was 90 nanometers, and the overlay error was controlled within 50 nanometers.

This is the most advanced level that domestically produced lithography equipment can currently achieve.

However, this is not the limit. The limit is 38 nanometers, surpassing the world's level by three years!

"The whole machine verification is in its final stage."

He turned around, his tone calm: "For the next six months, the focus will be on transforming this system from 'usable' to 'reliable'."

Professor Zhou from the Institute of Microelectronics, Chinese Academy of Sciences, nodded: "Achieving stable 90nm exposure this year is already a major breakthrough. I never even dared to imagine it before, but we actually did it!"

"This is nothing, we will reach a whole new level!" Zhao Chongming smiled.

Professor Zhou asked, "Now that we've produced our lithography machine, we need to figure out how to implement it, right?"

"certainly!"

Zhao Chongming walked to the whiteboard, picked up a marker, and drew only one circle—Luzhou: "We'll build an 8-inch demonstration line in Luzhou. We're going to build a chip foundry!"

Professor Zhou was slightly taken aback: "A chip foundry? TSMC?"

"Good, let's focus on mastering one production line first. We should concentrate on smartphone baseband chips, mid-to-low-end CPUs, and communication RF devices—these are areas where domestic mobile phone manufacturers are being held back by Qualcomm and TI."

He paused, then said in a deep, powerful voice, "Currently, we are the world's largest producer of mobile phones, but we import 100% of our core chips. We'll break through that barrier!"

"Can you tear an opening?" Professor Zhou was slightly taken aback.

"Don't worry!" Zhao Chongming said with a smile, "Our manufacturing process is more advanced than theirs. We use a domestically produced 38nm line, providing Huawei, ZTE, and Lenovo with an alternative!"

At this point, Zhao Chongming scratched his head and muttered to himself, "It seems like that's not going to work either. We'll still have to rely on our own Nova!"

Currently, neither Huawei nor ZTE has a smartphone business, but Lenovo has heard some rumors and, seeing the success of its Nova series, wants to develop smartphones.

However, on the other hand, Lenovo is a conscientious American company.

You're hoping Lenovo will support you.

Zhao Chongming thought about it and realized that he still had to rely on himself.

Domestic companies are still the smallest of the small.

But it's okay.

With the world's factory here, it's estimated that smartphones will experience a full-scale explosion in popularity soon, much faster than in the previous life.

A young engineer frowned and said, "But Luzhou doesn't even have semiconductor talent..."

"Then let's start from scratch."

Zhao Chongming shrugged: "High-salary recruitment, poaching people from Taiwan, it's not a big problem. Now, tell me, where in the whole country can you find this kind of talent pool? I'll burn some money into it, damn it, I don't mean anything else, I'd rather not make any money, I want to tell the world: China can not only design chips, but also manufacture them independently."

The meeting room was filled with solemn silence.

Someone quietly clenched their fist.

That's incredibly inflammatory.

Just then, Zhao Chongming's phone vibrated.

It's Lin Wei.

Zhao Chongming walked to the end of the corridor and answered the phone, his tone unusually gentle: "What's wrong?"

Thinking back, I realized that I had hardly touched any meat during this period.

I'm starting to miss it now.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Wei's voice trembled as she suppressed her anger: "Chongming... there's something I need to tell you!"

"Speak!" Zhao Chongming sensed that Lin Wei's tone was off.

"I have a high school classmate, who's practically my best friend, named Tang Xiaoli. She lives in Luzhou!" Lin Wei said. "I even attended a class reunion a while ago!"

"Get to the point!" Zhao Chongming frowned.

"She...she was gang-raped!" Lin Wei whispered, glancing at Tang Xiaoli to make sure she hadn't heard before continuing, "She was held captive by Qi Tonghai's men in Luzhou for half a month, forced to 'work' at a nightclub. Her father was beaten to death, her brother was hit by a car and died...She's at my house now, covered in injuries, and on the verge of a mental breakdown!"

He briefly recounted what had happened.

Zhao Chongming frowned: "Okay, okay, okay, I understand. Calm her down, I'll be right there!"

Two hours later.

Zhao Chongming arrived at Lin Wei's house.

Looking at the curled-up Tang Xiaoli, one could tell she was a beautiful woman, but her whole body was covered in bruises from the beating.

"I asked her to take a bath, but she refused and wouldn't let anyone touch her!" Lin Wei said softly.

"Who did it?" Zhao Chongming asked.

"Qi Tonghai—Qi Tongwei's 'younger brother.' Behind him is Chen Guodong, the director of the Luzhou Public Security Bureau, who helps them suppress cases. I don't know exactly how much money they received, but I've heard the Qi family is practically a tyrant in Luzhou!"

"A tyrant!" A cold smile appeared on Zhao Chongming's face.

Lin Wei gritted her teeth: "They forced Tang Xiaoli to drop the charges, and when she refused, they...then...they even took back the 300,000 yuan hush money...At first, Lili's father didn't know she was...she was...later, when he found out, he went to cause trouble, and then, he was beaten to death!"

"And her younger brother, still in high school, was also hit and killed on his way home from school. The killer claims he was drunk driving. Now, now, she's all alone. Chongming, please help her. These bastards, what kind of human things have they done?!"

Zhao Chongming smiled.

He didn't consider himself a good person.

He was also greedy for money and lustful.

He also hoped that his father could hold a high position.

I even felt sorry for Qi Tongwei when I watched the TV series.

However, when the world is truly laid out before us...

Zhao Chongming was starting to lose his composure.

At this moment, all he wants to say is: Anyone who tries to whitewash Qi Tongwei is a beast.