The XCMG saw the flashing program interface at this time, and he was also attracted by this scene, and then walked to the side to watch carefully.

He was also surprised when he saw Ke Jie typing out lines of program code on the keyboard with both hands very quickly—when did such a powerful programmer appear in his team?

A few minutes later, Ke Jie completed the modification of the program parameter setting of the packaging machine, he turned to XCMG and said: "XCMG, please take the wafer with the production number and put it into the packaging machine for an interview." ”

"Trabecular, put in a wafer and try it. The XCMG said to a technician next to him.

The trabecular technician then placed a wafer in the feed opening.

Yang Jie immediately turned on the packaging machine, and the wafer entered the packaging machine along the conveyor belt.

At this time, all components of the packaging machine are working normally, and after about ten minutes, the packaged chip comes out.

Yang Jie picked up the chip that was still hot and put it in the card slot next to it for a short-circuit electrical function test, and the screen showed that the chip was functioning normally.

"What's your name, how can you modify the program in this packaging machine?" XCMG looked at Yang Jie in surprise at this time and asked.

"Xiaojie, why are you?" Yang Minghui recognized Yang Jie at this time.

"Dad!" Yang Jie said to Yang Minghui with a smile.

XCMG and these technicians all exclaimed, they never thought that the son of Director Yang would solve such a technically difficult matter.

"XCMG, how about this chip?"

Yang Minghui didn't care to ask his son how to solve the procedural problem of the packaging machine at this time, and said with an expectant face.

"The chip is functioning so well that we can now start packaging chips in large quantities. XCMG said.

Yang Minghui's eyes showed a look of great joy.

Then these technicians began to put the wafers into the feeding port, and the packaging machine was running normally, and the packaged chips were all good products.

Xu Gong patted Yang Jie's shoulder with a smile at this time and said, "Xiaojie, you have resolved a big crisis for us this time!"

He looked at Yang Minghui and said: "Director Yang, your kid is amazing, he can modify the program parameter settings in the packaging machine at such a young age, even I can't do such a skill." ”

Although Yang Minghui's heart was also full of doubts, when he heard Xu Gong's words, his heart was also full of joy.

"XCMG, you and everyone have been tired for several days, and now we all go back and have a good rest. Yang Minghui said.

Zhang Yujie on the side saw that Yang Zhuo had solved such a difficult thing, he already knew that the latter's level of computer technology was extremely high, and he gently touched Yang Jie with his elbow: "Dude, the important thing you said is to come over to help the electronics factory solve the problem, why didn't I know that your computer level was so high?"

"It's not too late for you to know!"

Yang Jie said with a smile.

"Yujie, why did you come with you?" Yang Minghui looked at Zhang Yujie in surprise and asked.

"I just came here with Yang Jie to play. Zhang Yujie said.

Out of the dust-free workshop, the XCMG still kept praising Yang Jie's superb skills in programming.

Yang Jie knew that this XCMG was called Xu Shaoqiu, and he was also very accomplished in wafer process technology, and in his memory of his previous life, this XCMG seemed to have gone to work in Huajing International Wafer Factory in Shanghai.

"Xiaojie, where did you learn these programming techniques?" asked Xu Shaoqiu curiously.

"I was partly self-taught, and partly taught by my dad. Yang Jie said with a smile.

Yang Minghui smiled, he himself is really good at electrical engineering, but he doesn't know how to program, how to teach Yang Jie?

"Xiaojie, just by virtue of your programming skills, you are higher than the vast majority of programmers in Huaxia, I think you might as well graduate from high school and go to university abroad, domestic universities are not suitable for you. Xu Shaoqiu said.

"I'll talk about this when I graduate from high school. Yang Jie looked at Yang Minghui's father, although he looked excited at this time, but at this time he still looked haggard, his eyes were a little puffy, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes.

"Dad, I'm worried about your body, now go back and rest. ”

Xu Shaoqiu and the others also left at this time.

"Son, who taught you those programming techniques just now?" Yang Minghui's mind at this time was on the fact that his son suddenly knew how to program computers and use packaging machines, which was completely unscientific!

"Didn't I say that? I taught myself. Yang Jie said with a smile.

"These can be learned by self-study, you kid don't fool me here!" Yang Minghui naturally didn't believe it.

"Your son is a genius, aren't you happy?" Yang Jie said with a smile.

"You couldn't even fix a radio when you were a kid, and all of a sudden you became so powerful?"

"Uncle, Yang Jie, he scored 795 points in the test papers of eight subjects today!" Zhang Yujie said.

"Is there such a thing?" Yang Minghui asked, staring at his son.

Yang Jie had to tell everything that happened during the day today.

"......" Yang Minghui opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.

"Don't be impressed in three days!" Yang Jie smiled, "Dad, just now I took a look at the chip produced by the electronics factory, it is the digital phone chip that Huatai Company asked you to manufacture, right?"

"You know that?" asked Yang Minghui in surprise.

Yang Jie said in his heart that he worked in Huatai Company in his previous life, and he was naturally very clear about the digital phone chip designed by Huatai in the early days, and he knew it when he tested the chip function just now.

However, compared with the chips produced by Austrian microelectronics companies on the digital phones produced by these foreign telecom manufacturers, this chip is not highly integrated and has few functions, which also causes the quality of the digital telephones produced by Huatai Company to be very poor and cannot open the market at all.

In Yang Jie's memory of his previous life, the digital telephone produced by Huatai in the early stage was not highly integrated, and the number of functional originals in the digital phone was much more than that of foreign products, and the quality was very unreliable, and the user reputation could be said to be very bad.

Huayue Electronics Factory can only be said to be mature in the 1.5 micron process technology, but compared with those foreign wafer foundries with eight-inch wafers and process technology of 0.35 microns, it is very backward in terms of cost, and it will definitely not be able to control the cost of chips.

It is precisely because of this that the focus of Huatai Company has now shifted to the more promising program-controlled machine, and the digital telephone has become a chicken rib project of Huatai Company, and it may be very likely to cancel the order in Huayue Electronics Factory, and Huayue Electronics Factory can still be said to have an uncertain future.

"Dad, I've read the magazine on telecommunications technology, and now the digital telephones produced by several joint ventures in China are all using the central control chip from the Hong Kong Demaofeng company, the chip has a high degree of integration, and the function is much stronger than this chip, and the chip produced by Huayue Electronics Factory can be said to be uncompetitive!"

"If you don't produce this, then what do you say Huayue Electronics Factory will produce?"

Yang Minghui also knows that what his son said is true, but the current Huayue Electronics Factory itself has no IC design talents, and even the chip designed by Huatai Company is a waste of the old nose.

"Dad, how many orders have been placed by Huatai Company this time? 300,000?" Yang Jie asked.

"Almost. Yang Minghui said with some toothache.

Huatai company's order this time is already considered large,Otherwise, Huayue Electronics Factory may have to stop production again,Before, the electronics factory has been getting a small number of orders from several TV factories and tape recorder factories,Production is also interrupted,Even food and clothing can not be solved。

Thinking that in the early 80s, Huayue Electronics Factory's annual revenue could reach up to tens of millions, but now it is a huge gap that can't even pay salaries, Yang Minghui's heart is full of bitterness.

"Dad, I'm preparing to design a digital telephone master control chip, which is more powerful than the chip designed by the Australian AMS company, and I took a week off for one of the reasons.

Yang Minghui opened his mouth wide: "You design the chip yourself?"

Zhang Yujie on the side was also dumbfounded.

"Okay, you'll know when I design it. Yang Jie said with a smile.