Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Shanghai Jinjiang Auditorium.

Two of the most famous events here were the Seventh Plenary Session of the Eighth Central Committee in 1959 and the signing and issuance of three Sino-US joint communiqués here in 1972.

Today, there is an endless stream of reporters from all walks of life, constantly capturing the bigwigs of the domestic scientific community, and they are also the brains of the scientific community.

Chen Jin stood in the background, put down the chip clip encapsulated in the glass cover in his hand, showed a smug smile at the large vertical mirror in the corner, and stretched his tie.

On a good day, I was in good spirits, and I was full of interest and crazy.

At this time, Chen Jin was conducting crazy self-hypnosis on himself, and Niu B, who had been blowing for three months less than the original plan, was originally scheduled to start the project in advance after the year, and he was still a little unconfident.

After a while, the psychological construction was almost complete, and someone began to come in to urge him.

"Teacher Chen, a leader is here, I have to go to the door of the auditorium to pick it up."

The master's student who had been following the team for several months ran in with excitement, Chen Jin turned his head to look at him, turned around and breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to pick up the chip.

"Let's go."

When he walked to the hall, he was already "full of friends", he was like a groom official without a bride, nodding all the way to the door, and immediately followed by a few photographers who were recording the entire press conference.

He was also watching along the road, but fortunately, there was no young man.

He was afraid to see the young man.

For most of the month, Qian Cai did not see Chen Jin in the newspaper first, but Chen Jin saw Qian Cai first.

From the day he drank, Chen Jin began to have nightmares, constantly dreaming that the young Qian always brought his graduation thesis, his fake chips, his colleagues in the testing department, and his corners where he couldn't see people, all brought to his press conference.

When he woke up the next day, he couldn't remember if he had spoken in a dream or drunk, and after a while of fear, he hurriedly rummaged through the cabinet to find his two unused chips, but he found that his cabinet might have been passive.

After some inquiries at the research center, he learned that he was sent back to the apartment by Mr. Qian's driver, and he was more sure of his thoughts, but he didn't dare to say anything, he had seen some big people and knew the horror of power.

Qian Cai is likely to covet his skills and want to "get on the road first", or he may want to arrange someone to get on his boat.

You want to get on the boat, you come straight to me! What do you mean by stealing my house?

He didn't hear from Qian Cai for several days, and he was worried and worried.

When he saw the news of Qian Cai's arrest in the newspaper, his first reaction was that Qian Cai's family had collapsed, and the collapsed person would be implicated because of some trivial things and be dug up for bigger things.

It turned out to be collapsed.

He was much more settled.

He consulted with his companion he had invited from the United States, who told him that he was afraid that only by pulling more people on board the big ship of interests would he be able to worry about it for a long time.

He immediately thought that this was a good opportunity, and in order to avoid too many dreams, he had to hold a press conference quickly.

But as soon as he announced the news, the young man was quickly released again, and the newspapers of the next few days were overwhelming with him.

It turned out that his family had not collapsed.

Sure enough, people with backgrounds can't be checked, and after being released, he became more high-profile.

It will be fine after today, Chen Jin thought.

"Professor Chen, the future is limitless!"

"Chen Jin, yes, he has great ambitions, he is still a capable person, and he will have to rely on Guoxin in the future!"

One by one, leaders and academic leaders shook hands with him warmly, and there were true feelings and false intentions.

"Mr. Chen Jin, I heard that when you returned to China, you made a military order to Jiaotong University, saying that there will be results within four years, but it only took you 13 months to develop a 16-bit DSP chip that can be at the same level as a few developed countries, at this moment, do you have anything you want to express?"

The reporters who were close began to take the opportunity to interview, and Zhou Wenyi, who "coincidentally" passed by, also stood behind Chen Jin, changing several positions in a row, allowing the reporters next to him to take several photos.

Chen Jin faced more than a dozen cameras in front of him, and said with a smile the speech that had been prepared a long time ago.

"I think Hanxin No. 1 is not the pinnacle of domestic chips, nor is it the ultimate goal of the four-year covenant I made at the beginning, but a new starting point to gradually surpass the level of foreign chips, I am very honored to be able to lead the research and development work this time, and I would like to thank all the leaders for their support and love, so that I and my team can ...... without distractions."

After a phone call, seven or eight leaders from all walks of life who came to enjoy the landing of scientific and technological achievements were interviewed by reporters in various directions of the auditorium, and reporters brought by various units to write briefings and press releases were also vying to ask for credit for the leaders.

At this moment, a butterfly with a city government pass posted in the front row is running to the back row, sitting an American holding a work card and checking it repeatedly, and a young Chinese man who is constantly looking at his watch.

"Money, I still don't think it's a good idea, I'm a mechanic who studies clocks, I really don't know anything about the chips you mentioned, my brother Colin and I look very similar, but we speak completely differently, and you let me use my brother's work card..."

The foreigner exudes his anxiety all the time, and Qian Cai is also a little impatient.

"If you say less, I can give you an extra ten thousand dollars, dear Colin."

"Colin" suddenly closed his mouth and began to silently understand the meaning of the name "Colin".

Brave and eloquent.

Yes, they are righteous, and today they are here to break through evil.

The 100,000... Now it is 110,000 US dollars, which represents justice.

"Miss Chen, it's about ten minutes to start, and if Mr. Colin forgets the words in a while, you, the translator, will help him fill it in time."

Qian Cai suddenly said to the female translator in the front row.

The female translator is an old employee of Weilai, and her psychological quality is obviously much better than that of "Colin", she just nodded when she heard this, but she blushed a little.

"Okay chairman, it's just that my English is not very good, if a while..."

"It's okay, your translation work is just one sentence, it doesn't matter what he says, as long as your translation is accurate, it's not that you are called to do translation, but I like your loud voice and high tone."

…

Two thirty-five.

Qian just glanced at the time, and it should have already begun.

"Let's go inside."

When the three of them got out of the car, Qian picked up a huge Nikon D1H camera and carried it on his back, followed the two people in front of him, and kept taking pictures.

The security guard at the door saw a beautiful lady next to a foreigner, and a "reporter" followed to take pictures, thinking that there was another international bigwig, and hurriedly helped open the door.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt the warmth of the atmosphere inside, the endless "click" sound, and Chen Jin's slightly majestic voice under the blessing of the sound of the whole room.

"This chip has been identified by the Shanghai Science and Technology Commission, and is now also applying for 6 national patents, before today's press conference, we invited 11 experts from the State Science and Technology Commission to conduct on-site identification again.

Hanxin No. 1 is a 180nm-class process, integrating 2.5 million devices, running 200 million times per second, and the performance is at the same level as the latest first-class CPUs produced by global technology leaders such as Intel and AMD, and the energy saving is nearly 50%......

……

Next, let me play the sound of the MP3 loaded with Hanxin No. 1, which is completely developed and produced in China! ”

Chen Jin operated the MP3 to start, and the whole venue sounded music, which was "A Laugh in the Sea".

As the music began, the auditorium erupted in applause.

Later, "Norwegian Wood" and "Go Home When It's Cold" were played.

Subsequently, the expert group identified the "Hanxin No. 1" on the spot, and unanimously agreed that the "Hanxin No. 1" is the first in China, in line with the international advanced level, and can be called a historic milestone for Chinese chips.

When the representatives of the expert group announced the results, there was thunderous applause, and reporters stepped forward to take pictures to record this historical moment.

The leader of the expert group stepped forward to shake hands with Chen Jin, and the long guns and short guns were all aimed at the two people.

Subsequently, the leaders stepped forward to take pictures in turn, and Chen Jin held the chip slot in his hand, like a monument of merit, igniting everyone.

Suddenly, the entire hall resounded with an angry roar of an American.

"Liar! Swindler! Chen Jin is a liar! ”

Except for Chen Jin, there were about half of the people present who could understand this sentence in English, and there was immediately some commotion at the scene, and there was no shortage of reporters who began to take pictures.

Not long after Chen Jin's vigilance fell, he saw the scene that had been staged countless times in his dreams.

Nightmares, nightmares!

Colin! How could he be here?!

It had to be him! What else does he have in his hands??

Some leaders at the scene began to say loudly: "Pay attention to the discipline of the venue!" The person who disturbed the scene immediately appeared clearly! Journalists: Don't take random pictures! ”

"Colin" saw that several security guards around him kept crowding away and reporters approaching, and immediately shouted again.

"I'm a member of the Motorola staff! I'm a colleague of Chen Jin! I want to report it! ”

The female translator immediately shouted in the loudest voice: "He said Chen Jin is a liar!" He is a staff member of Motorola and a former colleague of Chen Jin! He's going to report it!! ”

The sound was high, very loud, and the crowd suddenly fell silent.

Now I understand everything.

"Colin" then pulled out a stack of tissue paper leaflets and waved them around.

Dancing and flying.

The thin pieces of paper just flew apart, through the crowd, and reached the hands of everyone who stretched out their hands.

The flyer is full of pictures and texts.

Chen Jin's work history at Motorola, his overseas company license to cooperate with tape-out, his doctoral degree certificate... Of course, this is a forgery that Qian found a roadside fake certificate, but as long as you check it carefully, you can find out that he has nothing to do with the "chip design" industry.

False, false, true.

With a real foreigner with a Motorola work permit reporting and exposing in public, this is a face-to-face fight, and Chen Jin wants to walk out of this auditorium It is already an extravagant hope.

The scene was chaotic again, and the female translator finished translating her sentence and began to read aloud the contents of the leaflet again.

There was a lot of discussion around, a mess, and the sound of pictures was everywhere.

The leader beside Chen Jin looked at the flyer in his hand, didn't look at Chen Jin again, just glanced at the ceiling, didn't know what to think, sighed, and then walked into the distance.

Chen Jin wanted to make a sound, opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

Of course, the leaflet was in Chen Jin's hand, he only glanced at it, he knew that the general trend was gone, his eyes scanned the reactions of everyone in the audience, and at this time he finally saw a young man with a camera in the distance.

The young man was pushing away the people around him, picking up the leaflets on the ground with some dissatisfaction, and stuffing them into the pockets of the reporters present one by one.

"You're all right! This flyer is precious! ”

Chen Jin listened to the young man's constant reminders under his mental concentration, and watched him stuff the leaflet into the pocket of a reporter's clothes, and patted it, for fear of falling out.

Chen Jin's blood suddenly surged, and he roared with all his strength.

"Qiancai!!"

(End of chapter)