Rebirth 2010: I'll be a big shot

Chapter 132 Lighting up the dawn of domestic chip manufacturing

Author: This month once Teru Furukawa

Chapter 132 Lighting up the dawn of domestic chip manufacturing

Wang Yi wiped his sweat, closed the car door vigorously, started the car, turned on the cold air, and performed the operation smoothly.

"Wu Maozhe is such a crazy person, he will be on the street sooner or later, ruining his family fortune."

He cursed angrily.

In order to reduce the production cost of Moss's second-generation smart speaker, Wang Yi has been rushing between major suppliers for half a month.

Based on the sales volume of the first-generation Moss speakers, he took advantage of large orders and obtained lower purchase prices. Manufacturers of speakers, sensors, chips and audio amplifiers all signed new contracts with Moss Electronic Technology.

The manufacturing cost dropped by 15 yuan, which relieved the pressure on the sales side.

He only ran into trouble when it came to the purchase of touch display screens. The other party didn't want to buy oil and salt, so he didn't agree to reduce the price.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, labor costs have increased, and the prices of materials such as glass, conductors and transparent electrodes have also skyrocketed. At 70 yuan a piece, I can't do it."

Wu Maozhe, the general manager of Yibin Electronics, with a cynical smile on his face, directly rejected his offer and insisted on a supply price of 80 yuan per chip.

Even though he called for a purchase contract of 10 million pieces, Wu Maozhe remained unmoved.

There are only a handful of manufacturers in Yangcheng that have the supply capacity and can guarantee screen quality, among which Yibin Electronics is the strongest.

Bypassing Yibin, there are two small suppliers to choose from, Ruicheng and Longye.

The reason why Wang Yi did not contact these two companies immediately was because their prices were not cheaper than Yibin, and their production and manufacturing processes were slightly inferior.

Chip design, processing, etching, photolithography, chemical etching and other steps not only reflect the level of manufacturing, but also reduce the cost of a single screen through large-scale production.

In this regard, Yibin is the best and is regarded as his first choice!

"Now that the big one can't come forward, let the small one step in and take the lead. Call your father to come out and talk."

Wang Yi became angry on the spot, pointed at Wu Maozhe and cursed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I am the person in charge of this business. It doesn't matter who else I am talking about."

Wu Maozhe replied arrogantly.

Yibin Electronics started by manufacturing MP3 and MP4 screens, and was lucky enough to catch up with smartphones and Sanzhai during the golden period of booming development, with a total annual production capacity of more than 50 million pieces.

Sold at home and abroad, supply exceeds demand!

Founder Wu Yibin has been unwell in the past two years, and the management of the company has basically been handed over to his eldest son, with some taken over by his younger son Wu Maozhe.

"Take it a step at a time, then go back to Lao Chen to discuss it first."

Wang Yi thought.

"Buzz buzz~!"

Seeing his phone vibrating, he pressed the answer button: "Hey, Mr. Chen, I'm on my way back.

What? The boss is here? Which boss?"

Wang Yi was confused. He was a native of Yangcheng. He entered Moss Electronics through recruitment and had never been to the Yancheng headquarters.

In his eyes, CEO Zhang Nan is the boss, CFO Zhou Zi is the boss, and Chen Heyu is also the boss.

"Of course it's the big boss, Mr. Chen. Come back to the company as soon as possible to avoid making a bad impression on you."

Chen Yong reminded.

Early in the morning, he received a notice from the headquarters that Mr. Chen was coming to Yangcheng for inspection. When he got the news, the big boss was about to get off the plane. He quickly arranged for a driver and called Wang Yi.

"Okay, Lao Chen, I'll treat you to a big dinner another day."

Wang Yi replied with a smile, stepping on the accelerator a third harder.

By the time he returned to the company, it was already close to 12 o'clock. In a hurry, he lowered his head and ran to the office.

"Huchi~huchi!"

"Dong dong dong!"

He stopped to adjust his breathing and took a few deep breaths before raising his hand and knocking on the door.

"Come in!"

There was a reply from inside the house, and the voice sounded unusually young.

"Crunch!"

Wang Yi opened the door and saw only Chen Yonghe, a young man. The boss he imagined was not there.

"Eh? Mr. Chen, where is the boss? He left so soon?"

he asked in confusion.

"Ahem."

Chen Yong pretended to cough twice, stared at Wang Yi and winked at him desperately.

"You have a cold? Let me tell you, your body needs exercise. Oh, is your nephew?"

Wang Yi sat down carelessly, took out a cigarette and lit it, looked at Chen Heyu and asked.

Chen Yong shook his head helplessly and explained to Chen Heyu: "Lao Wang has this temper, don't be surprised."

boss?

This young man?

The cigarette in Wang Yi's mouth fell to the ground with a clatter, he rubbed his hands, stood up nervously, and said with a sigh: "Hello, Mr. Chen, I am Wang Yi, you can just call me Xiao Wang.

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"Wang Yi, right? The factory management is very good. Mr. Zhang even praised you at the company's weekly meeting."

Chen Heyu smiled and didn't care about him.

The ecological environment of the factory and the company are very different. It is impossible for him to require the other person to wear a tie or speak a foreign language. As long as he can steadily improve production capacity and speaker quality, then the other person is a good management talent.

He looked around and saw that Wang Yi was tall, probably because he had been socializing a lot, his cheeks were fat, and he looked like a big man from the north with his innocent smile.

Wang Yi was also taking a peek at Chen Heyu, good guy, he is too young, no wonder he would admit his mistake.

In addition to his handsome and tough face, he also has a pair of particularly deep eyes. When he takes one look at him, it feels like his inner thoughts have been read through.

"The boss has given me a reward. It's all because of the good leadership of the headquarters. I just worked hard a little bit."

Wang Yi replied with a smile, smooth and worldly.

"Mr. Wang, please make arrangements for lunch. Find a special restaurant. This is my first time in Yangcheng."

Chen Heyu waved his hand and ordered.

"Okay, boss, don't worry, I'm an old gourmet."

Wang Yi straightened up and patted his round belly.

The three of them called a driver and drove the company's business car slowly toward a nearby commercial street.

"Mr. Wang, tell me about the situation in the factory."

On the way, Chen Heyu asked.

"Boss, there are currently six departments in the factory. Chen Yong is in charge of the R&D and design department. I am mainly responsible for the purchasing, production and quality management departments. Human resources and finance are managed by the headquarters.

The number of ordinary workers is 2,680, and the monthly labor cost is 13 million;

The maximum production capacity is 50,000 units per day..."

Wang Yi is no idler sitting in the office drinking tea. He is in charge of three core departments by himself and talks about the core data of the factory.

Chen Heyu nodded when he heard this. The average monthly salary of a general worker was less than 5,000. In 2014, it sounded like a lot, but it was earned by working more than 200 overtime hours every month.

The basic salary is 1,500 yuan/month, 8 hours during the day, 8 yuan per hour. Generally, overtime is 2 to 3 hours from Monday to Friday, and the overtime pay is 12 yuan/hour. Overtime on Saturdays and Sundays is 16 yuan/hour.

This is the reason why most workers oppose the eight-hour work system. Working overtime is to make money. In order to support their families, they can only "work overtime voluntarily".

"Improve workers' benefits. The basic salary will be raised to 2,300 yuan, working hours will be increased by 30%, and basic pension, medical and unemployment insurance will be purchased for them..."

Chen Heyu was silent for a moment and sighed. There were too many people suffering, so he could only do what he could within a small area.

"Mr. Chen, if you do this, the employment cost may double."

Wang Yi had no objection. His parents were both workers, and he knew the difficulties behind the hard life of ordinary workers.

"Cost is a small issue. Overtime hours must be limited. Please give me a plan as soon as possible."

Chen Heyu added that if overtime is not restricted, his strategy will only harm more people.

For money, workers will only work more crazily overtime.

"Okay, I understand."

Wang Yi agreed, knowing that Chen Heyu was not acting on a whim, but was really planning to improve his salary and not engage in a sweatshop.

"How is the progress of the procurement cooperation? Mr. Chen said that you have been busy negotiating recently and plan to reduce production costs."

Chen Heyu continued to ask.

"Other accessories have been negotiated, and the overall cost can be reduced by 15 yuan, but the display is a little troublesome."

When asked by the big boss, Wang Yi did not dare to hide anything and explained the whole story, focusing on the management of Yibin Electronics.

"Then let's meet and make an appointment for me tomorrow."

Chen Heyu said in a deep voice, not sure what the other party was thinking. The order for 10 million pieces of Future Technology was thrown out and a bunch of people came out to grab it.

Will Yibin refuse?

Who gave him the courage!

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The other end.

Headquarters of Yibin Electronic Technology Co., Ltd.

"Crack!" There was a sound!

The old man angrily slapped Wu Maozhe and said angrily: "How long are you going to be fooling around? Do you know what the 10 million piece order means to Yibin?"

Wu Maozhe covered his face, held his head high and said forcefully: "Fire me if you can. I don't want to stay in this broken company at all."

"spendthrift……"

Wu Yibin was so angry that he felt dizzy. At this moment, he really regretted calling his youngest son back.

"Dad, don't get so angry. Azhe must have his own considerations."

The eldest brother Wu Maosheng persuaded.

"Go and contact Mr. Wang from Moss Electronics. After discussing this order, you can go wherever you want."

Wu Yibin rubbed his stinging head and glanced at his dazed young son, feeling filled with despair.

"This is what you said. I hope you won't break your promise."

Wu Maozhe left the office in tears, showing no attachment to this billion-dollar company.

He thought of the hypocritical face of his "eldest brother" and felt sick. He really couldn't compete for power. He just wanted to go back to MVIDIA and continue working on chips.

The story of the head of Yibin Electronics is very much like a cliche plot in a TV series. When he was young, he came to Yangcheng to work hard. He and his wife founded Yibin Electronics from scratch, and it grew bigger and bigger, accumulating billions of wealth in just ten years.

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His wife suffered too much when she was young and passed away early, leaving behind an only son, Wu Maozhe.

Who would have thought that Wu Yibin also had an ex-wife and son. After his wife passed away, he directly took Wu Maosheng back to the Wu family and intended for him to join the company's management.

The young and energetic Wu Maozhe had a big quarrel with him over this and chose to study abroad, where he stayed for ten years.

Last year, due to health reasons, he finally coaxed his youngest son back from the beautiful country, hoping that he would inherit part of the family business as compensation.

As a result, the younger son didn't appreciate it at all and had no interest in inheriting his family business. He was left in charge of the business and the whole thing was messed up.

This time he actually offended such a big buyer, and he finally understood that the sweet son who called "Dad" when he was a child could never go back.

That night, Wang Yi received a call from Wu Maozhe and asked him to discuss the purchase contract. After speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Why is this guy so mentally unstable after being whipped by his old man?"

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The next day, Banxi Restaurant.

Chen Heyu looked at Wang Yi and seemed to be asking: "Are you so wild when talking about business in Yangcheng? Choose a teahouse?"

"Boss, I think this little son of the Wu family is mentally abnormal."

Wang Yi smiled awkwardly.

"Let's go and see if he is a human or a treacherous person."

Chen Heyu strode forward towards the agreed private room.

Pushing open the old wooden door, I saw a middle-aged man in a straight suit. He was in his early thirties and had an elegant appearance. It was difficult to identify him with the person Wang Yi said was unclear.

"Who are you?"

Wu Maozhe said doubtfully.

"Future technology boss, Chen Heyu, this is our first meeting. Thank you very much."

Chen Heyu said lightly.

"Didn't Mr. Wu say yesterday that you would only give me a chance if my boss comes in person?"

Wang Yi walked out from behind him and said sarcastically.

Yibin Electronics is strong, but it doesn't look good enough in front of Chen Heyu. Let's talk if we can. If we can't, we'll spend money to acquire a display screen manufacturer.

With his support, Wang Yi was obviously confident, and he responded in person, avenging yesterday's revenge.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Chen, I apologize to you two. It was my fault yesterday."

In order to escape from Yangcheng, Wu Maozhe was extra polite today.

Wang Yi: "???"

Chen Heyu: "???"

"I agree with Mr. Wang's price on behalf of Yibin. If there is no problem, we can sign the contract now."

Seeing the two of them in a daze, Wu Maozhe said to himself.

"I didn't say that we must use Yibin Electronics' display screens. In Yangcheng, you may be the leader, but looking across the country, you are not the only one who has options for Moss."

Chen Heyu put on his airs.

"65."

Wu Maozhe said casually.

"Mr. Wang, let's go. It seems that Mr. Wu is not sincere about cooperation."

Chen Heyu stood up and prepared to leave.

What bad luck!

No wonder Lao Wang couldn't negotiate. It turned out that the person in charge of Yibin was really a psychopath and took the initiative to lower prices? No company could do such a stupid thing.

"60, this is the lowest price. Mr. Chen, when you walk out of this door, don't even think about getting this price from me again."

Wu Maozhe gritted his teeth and said sternly.

The assistant next to him opened his eyes wide. After signing this contract, he would not be fired immediately when he returned.

"Mr. Wu, can you please stop being so big?"

The female assistant said softly, trying to awaken the leader's reason.

Wu Maozhe turned a deaf ear to his words.

Chen Heyu looked at Wang Yi and saw his subtle nod, so he sat down and let the legal staff of both parties start drafting the contract.

He and Wu Maozhe were the only two people left in the room, sitting together drinking tea.

The rest of the people were signing contracts in the private room next door.

"Mr. Chen, I have heard rumors about you and I envy you for being able to do what you want.

I'm not mentally abnormal, I just want to leave Yibin too much."

Wu Maozhe smiled bitterly, showing an expression of suppressed pain. He really wanted to find someone to talk to.

"Oh, Mr. Wu, tell me."

Chen Heyu picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Tea from the south has a unique taste.

Wu Maozhe lowered his head, murmured softly, and told him a little story.

From his perspective, the life of a scumbag is narrated. Wu Yibin clearly had a wife and children, but he deceived his mother when he was working in Yangcheng. When he was young, his mother knew the truth.

He was depressed all day long and was in poor health. He passed away within a few years. He blamed all of this on his father.

"Then you should fight for the inheritance rights with Wu Maosheng. After all, the company also has half of your mother's hard work."

After hearing this, Chen Heyu replied, somewhat unable to understand his brain circuit.

"The old man wants to give me half of his family property, but I don't want it. These are mine to begin with. Giving me half of them seems like mercy. I would rather support myself and rely on my chip design skills to live in a beautiful country."

Wu Maozhe smiled sarcastically.

"Then your cheap brother must be extremely happy to have such a wise brother like you."

Chen Heyu was speechless, man, have you never watched the Hong Kong wealthy palace drama before you would think of such a childish revenge?

"I just want to make the old man feel guilty for the rest of his life."

Wu Maozhe said in a cold voice.

"I think you are destined to be disappointed. Your old man will have a house full of grandchildren, and he will have no time to think of you."

Chen Heyu patiently persuaded the other party for the sake of helping him save 200 million yuan.

"..."

Wu Maozhe didn't know how to answer. He felt that what Chen Heyu said seemed to make sense.

"What's your suggestion?"

Wu Maozhe asked shamelessly.

"Of course I have to take control of Yibin and kick your eldest brother away. Why don't you even think about it?"

Chen Heyu somewhat believed that he was a technician, and his brain naturally lacked combat experience.

"You just said that you still understand chip design?"

he asked.

"Well, the former chief chip design engineer of MVIDIA, I originally planned to return to the beautiful country after finishing this business."

Wu Maozhe nodded and said.

"Let's talk about chips, I'm interested in this."

Chen Heyu became interested and wanted to see his level and whether he was bragging.

"Mr. Chen, chip design is a complex technology. If you ask me this, I don't even know where to start."

Wu Maozhe scratched his head and replied.

"Interconnect model, talk about this."

Chen Heyu squinted his eyes and replied that he had certain ambitions for chips, but the project was too big. Even if he had the system, he did not have the confidence to produce a self-developed domestic chip.

Chip design, chip processing, material technology, testing technology, electronic device manufacturing technology, packaging technology, each category contains several or even dozens of professional technologies.

Photolithography machines, etching machines, chemical vapor deposition equipment, and ion implantation equipment are not things that can be completed in a short time.

"Does Mr. Chen still understand this?"

Wu Maozhe was surprised and said that Chen Heyu's ability to ask this question already showed his level.

"The core architecture of Moss AI was written by me!"

Chen Heyu rolled his eyes at him. It had been a long time since he had been looked down upon.

"Then let me talk about it. The interconnection line is the physical connection between different electronic devices inside the chip, and it is also an integral part of the chip circuit. There are three conventional models.

Transmission lines, capacitance distribution and inductance distribution models, as well as more complex reflections, cross-coupling..."

Chen Heyu's mental power is so strong that he can instantly add the knowledge the other party talks to his mind.

"Ding! System entry skills: chip design!"

He made a profit on this trip to Yangcheng!

Wu Maozhe can trigger a system response just by dictating, which shows that he is at least a genius in the field of chip design.

"Mr. Wu, are you interested in joining Shanhai? Make China's own chips."

Chen Heyu was excited to invite.

At this moment, all Wu Maozhe's problems and abnormalities disappeared, replaced by the light of a boss.

"Mr. Chen, didn't you advise me to go back and fight for the family property?"

Wu Maozhe was confused.

Besides, there are many difficulties in chip research and development. Without a corresponding industrial chain, how easy is it to make domestic chips?

"What's the point of that little family fortune? It would be cool to join Future Technology and make chips together.

When I started working on artificial intelligence, a group of people called me crazy, but now?”

Chen Heyu said with a smile, as if he could see what he was thinking and blocked his mouth in advance.

"Let me think about it?"

Wu Maozhe replied weakly.

(End of chapter)