Chapter 350: Not Afraid of Difficulties (Two in One)

The chip project of the School of Microelectronics of Jiaotong University is about to bear fruit.

——The results are finally coming.

Before the chip conference even started, Fang Zhuo saw the news in the newspaper and was a little helpless about the word "finally".

The domestic economy is making great strides, but development requires a process. During this process, there is some urgency for things that can arouse national pride.

This sentiment is by no means limited to the media and the public, otherwise, Chen Jin’s progress would not have been so smooth.

Because he and Chen Jin had a joint company, and because Fang Zhuo openly and secretly asked people to pay attention to the progress of Professor Chen’s semiconductor project, he knew the details that were unclear in his memory.

For example, Chen Jin applied for the approval of many projects in the field of semiconductors.

Fang Zhuo alone now knows of nearly ten projects, and these projects are all personally directed by Chen Jin, who writes materials, reports, defenses, public relations activities for leaders and experts, etc... these are all done personally.

In his spare time, Fang Zhuo once considered whether Professor Chen's short project cycle would put administrative pressure on him, and whether he might have made a mistake out of a single thought.

But the more we gather the information, and the more we understand that each project is actively applying for funds, the more we are certain that this is deliberate, extremely egregious, and audacious fraud.

The more high-profile and high-profile it is now, the more it will hit the environment for the development of the semiconductor industry in the future, and it will cause great public distrust of similar research.

Perhaps, not only the public, but also a great distrust of the executive branch in funding projects.

From extremely hot to extremely cold, I'm afraid it's just a project that deceives the world and steals its reputation.

Fang Zhuo had the honor to participate in the press conference of this project in Shanghai, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that it was a blessing for all parties in the literal sense.

On March 17, just as Fang Zhuo was considering different company affairs, he received a call from Sina editor-in-chief Xu Changlun.

Fang Zhuo admired the editor's talent very much, especially his series of reports on the battle for control of Sina touched his heart.

"Old Xu, you want to go deep into the front line to report? This... this is very dangerous."

Fang Zhuo was surprised to hear Xu Changlun's request.

"The dangers are all the same. Other young men can go. I can't stay behind because of my high position." Xu Changlun said seriously.

Just as endemic diseases broke through the vague concept and came to the capital, Sina established a special news reporting team and selected ten people on a voluntary basis to let the public see the most real situation.

There are many applicants, and the list of ten selected by Sina has been handed over to Fang Zhuo for review.

"It's like this, Lao Xu, you were not selected not because of your position, but because we considered that young men are healthier and can better resist situations." Fang Zhuo explained.

"I exercise every day and run every day. I am very healthy!" Xu Changlun said bravely, "I still have abdominal muscles. Mr. Fang, if you don't believe it, I took a photo with my phone and sent it to you!"

Fang Zhuo: "..."

He said helplessly: "The list has been finalized. Lao Xu, you have been added. What about the others who want to go to the front line?"

Xu Changlun raised his voice: "I am a party member, replace the ones who are not party members! Isn't that okay?!"

Fang Zhuo replied firmly: "No."

Xu Changlun was a little angry: "Why! I have to take the lead at a time like this!"

Fang Zhuo calmly gave the reason: "They are all party members, all ten of them."

Xu Changlun was stunned and said decisively: "Then add one more! I am an old party member! If Mr. Fang disagrees, I will do the interview myself! Anyway, I just need a pen!"

Fang Zhuo thought for half a minute and said helplessly: "Okay, since you have such a strong wish, I agree, and there is only one requirement, that you must protect yourself."

Xu Changlun breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Okay, reporting on the front line cannot only be done by young people, some degrees must be controlled by big brothers like me! Mr. Fang, don't worry!"

"Well, but don't publicize this matter. After all, every colleague has relatives. The fewer people exposed to such dangers on the front line, the better." Fang Zhuo said straightforwardly, "When this matter is over, I will ask each of you to People drink.”

"I understand, but for me, if I don't go at this time, I will never forget it in the future." Xu Changlun said with a smile, "I will definitely drink Mr. Fang's best wine later."

call ended.

Fang Zhuo thought for a while, then silently picked up his cell phone and called his assistant: "Get a batch of Moutai vintage wine, as good as you can get it. You can also stock up on more."

Later, he called the capital and informed the frontline news team that new members had joined.

As a result, the news team originally planned to be ten people became eleven.

Two days later, the number jumped to thirteen.

Xu Changlun did not publicize his joining, but the other two reporters used similar reasons to force the president to agree to the temporary addition.

Fang Zhuo liked Xu Changlun's report about himself very much and thought it was an interesting judgment of people at different stages on different situations.

Everyone has to eat. It’s fun to explain what can be seen at each stage. What’s more, Lao Xu’s explanations are very talented.

Now, Fang Zhuo feels that he will also like the follow-up reports of Xu Changlun and others, because in addition to eating, people sometimes also shine to illuminate others.

Another day later, Fang Zhuo received a call from Xu Changlun again.

This time, his tone was a bit uncertain: "Mr. Fang, can you, uh..."

"You say, Old Xu, just say it, it's okay." Fang Zhuo sat in the president's office of Henglong 23. He put down the semiconductor materials on hand and listened carefully.

Regarding the front-line news team, Sina not only has bonuses to commend their bravery and responsibility, but also medals representing honor.

Xu Changlun wanted to talk about this medal: "Can you not write 'brave Xu Xu, not afraid of difficulties' on my medal?"

Fang Zhuo said "Oh". They were all young people before, so they were not so rigid.

He agreed: "Okay, you can write 'brave Old Xu, not afraid of difficulties' on your medal, is that okay?"

"..." Xu Changlun didn't know whether the president was joking or he really had such a naive side, so he had to accept it, "Okay, it's okay, thank you President Fang."

Fang Zhuo encouraged: "Brave Old Xu, not afraid of difficulties, come on."

"Of course." Xu Changlun took the initiative to hang up the phone.

He felt that President Fang was really... a person who was hard to guess.

Soon, Sina Editor-in-Chief Xu Changlun and his colleagues joined the front-line battle.

Facing reality is the responsibility of journalists, and being cautious is responsible for oneself.

Frontline work is not easy. In addition to the solemnity of the interview content, the working hours are also quite long every day, and they have to bear psychological pressure.

In particular, the thirteen people in the frontline news team also heard the news that their colleagues were unfortunately infected, which made people more dignified.

However, they did not back down, but just implemented the protection requirements more strictly.

Of course, in addition to pressure and touching stories interviewed in frontline work, Xu Changlun and others can sometimes feel the support from the president.

On March 21, Jingcheng Hospital received the latest medical supplies donated by the Medical Group.

Doctors, nurses, and reporters all saw two sentences printed on medical protective clothing.

—— Brave angels, not afraid of difficulties!

—— Come on duck!

And a very cute little yellow duck pattern.

Just when others felt warm and curious, the thirteen people in Sina's frontline news team felt funny at the same time... This is Mr. Fang's handwriting!

This is what Mr. Fang can do!

Thirteen people silently recorded the smiles of the medical staff, and also took or wrote the words "medical science" on the medical supplies and put them into the report.

…

On March 23, a high-level Hanxin press conference was held in Jinjiang Auditorium in Shanghai.

The location alone shows the importance of the administrative level.

Jinjiang Auditorium was once used by Huaxia and the other side of the ocean to issue a joint communiqué, and later many foreign visitors stayed in the Jinjiang Hotel directly under it.

Its status can be seen.

At the same time, there was an appraisal expert group composed of many well-known academicians and the heads of the "863 Plan" integrated circuit special group at the press conference.

They gave a unanimous assessment - Shanghai's "Hanxin No. 1" and its related design and application development platform are domestic firsts, reaching the international advanced level, and are an important milestone in the history of Huaxia chip development.

In addition, Professor Chen personally announced that the Hanxin series has entered the international market and received orders for more than one million pieces.

The atmosphere was warm and the applause was thunderous.

Fang Zhuo clapped his hands until they turned red.

He was relieved that Old Qiu seemed to be of a low rank and could only sit at the bottom of the table. He didn't even get to say a word. It was probably just "wait" in the news.

The press conference lasted for quite a while. Professor Chen was in high spirits and full of confidence. The more confident he was, the more media flashes he attracted.

Everyone was really excited.

Although he didn't quite understand the technical parameters, "international advanced level" represented everything.

Fang Zhuo was moved to tears when he saw this scene.

"Mr. Fang, thank me." After the press conference, the reporters surrounded him, but Qiu Di walked to Fang Zhuo with a humble attitude.

Fang Zhuo thought that Old Qiu wanted him to thank him for bringing him to the press conference.

"I'll ask the reporters to write you in the report to make you famous." Qiu Di looked like he was being nice.

Fang Zhuo remained silent.

"What kind of shit have the reporters written about you recently? If you start a company like this, you have to connect it with high-tech industries, which is beneficial to the development of the company." Qiu Di said earnestly.

Fang Zhuo sighed: "Thank you, District Chief Qiu, thank you for teaching an entrepreneur ranked ninth on the Forbes Rich List how to develop a company."

Qiu Di was surprised: "Why are you still so weird?"

"Maybe I'm in a heavy mood." Fang Zhuo said the truth.

Qiu Di thought it was still a sarcastic remark, and instead praised: "You, the rich man, are still a bit of a thing. The Americans really acted brazenly, which was too unexpected."

Three days ago, Fang Zhuo's concise prediction on the poker table came true.

"Well, I want to make money." Fang Zhuo's MIGA and PL funds conducted low-leverage futures transactions based on the judgment that oil prices would rise.

"Yes, people are really amazing. Some are suitable for scientific research, some are suitable for administration, and some are suitable for making money." Qiu Di looked at Professor Chen who was surrounded and sighed.

Fang Zhuo could find two obvious mistakes in this sentence.

He shook his head and said meaningfully: "People who do scientific research should not participate in so many dinner parties. How can they have time for scientific research?"

Qiu Di thought he was talking about the dinner party in the evening, and smiled: "There is no way, with so many leaders, Professor Chen has to accompany them reluctantly, there is nothing we can do."

Fang Zhuo felt that if he continued to chat with Lao Qiu like this, their friendship would be ruined.

"I'll call back, District Chief Qiu, will you take my car later?"

Qiu Di said cheerfully: "You didn't drive your Ferrari, so I won't."

Fang Zhuo was really not optimistic, pouted his lips, and walked aside to answer the phone.

He was calling Product Director Xu Kedeng, and what he wanted to talk about was also related to semiconductors. He was thinking about whether he could invite a senior executive of TSMC to meet him.

Combining the information currently collected, comparing the impression in his mind, and considering the situation of ASML in the Netherlands, Fang Zhuo had a guess and judgment about the technical direction.

He didn't know if it was right, and he was not sure, so he wanted to meet TSMC engineer Lin Benjian, who was said to have been rejected by many semiconductor manufacturers, to see if there was any place he could intervene.

Product Director Xu Kedeng said he could give it a try.

After the call, Fang Zhuo called Sina to inquire about the company's situation. The situation in Beijing was far more serious than that in Shanghai. Sina had already started to arrange for some employees to work from home.

In the evening, Fang Zhuo took a car to a banquet. This was a reception after the press conference. There were leaders, experts, project teams and some entrepreneurs.

Fang Zhuo did not see Lao Shiyi in the afternoon, but he saw him again at the dinner party in the evening.

Xu Mingchang is also a well-known figure in Shanghai. There is nothing wrong with him coming here. Judging from his enthusiastic exchanges with several leaders, he can still get by.

The disagreement between Fang Zhuo and Xu Mingchang has been widely spread in Shanghai. He did not intend to do superficial work, but just watched coldly.

Unexpectedly, Xu Mingchang actually came to Professor Chen Jin again. The two of them talked and laughed and communicated, looking quite happy.

What connection can a real estate person have with semiconductors?

Fang Zhuo felt strange and did not think that the two parties could have a deep exchange, but they really talked for a long time.

After a while, Chen Jin went around twice and took the initiative to find President Yi Ke, who was co-founding the company.

"Mr. Fang, last time you called me about our cooperation, I'm afraid the funds are not enough." Chen Jin looked a little embarrassed.

Fang Zhuo was surprised, not knowing what was going on. The funds were one million to reflect Professor Chen's behavior, and it had almost been finalized before.

"Mr. Xu just talked to me and was very optimistic about the development of semiconductors." Chen Jin slowly explained the reason, with a somewhat euphemistic meaning.

Fang Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Professor Chen, what does he know about semiconductors when he is engaged in real estate."

Chen Jin smiled and didn't say anything, his eyes were only on the young president in front of him.

Fang Zhuo reacted instantly, well, what does he know about semiconductors when he is engaged in the Internet.