Back to Causeway Bay from Central, there is a temporary dormitory in the office building of'Holy Light Technology (hk)'. A suite of tens of square meters is already a luxury home in hk.
Director Chen Muchen sighed when he came back, sitting in the small living room of the dormitory, holding a pen and a stack of paper in his hand, scratching his head and wondering how to write the report.
Xiao Jinlang also had a bitter face, and was also worried about how to write the matter out this time. It's really hard for everyone to meet someone like Zhou Qingfeng.
Only Ouyang Jun grabbed an apple carelessly and ate a bite. He walked over and asked strangely: "What are you writing?"
Old Xiao raised his eyes and asked, "Ouyang, you don't need to write a report?"
Ouyang Jun shook his head, "There is nothing to report. I will be responsible for escorting the goods. This time Zhou is at hk, so I don't need to take the money with me.
I can go back to Tianyang at any time. It's just a rare trip to hk, I really want to see the beautiful scenery here. Do you understand what I mean? Yifeng on the first floor, have you heard of it? "
"I haven't heard of it." Chen Mu raised his head and curled his lips, and asked on another topic: "In addition to the entertainment industry, what else does'Shengguang' do at hk?"
Ouyang Jun really knows something, "I heard that hk's real estate is very profitable. Mr. Zhou is looking for ways to acquire land and introduce'harmonious construction' into the hk market."
Chen Mu was even more confused, "You guys do so many things in hk, but the British just ignore it? No one is making trouble in the place?"
"Yes, who said no?" Ouyang Jun shouted loudly: "Isn't there any Vietnamese who are making trouble this time, and Mr. Zhou has to come and deal with it himself.
As for the British, I heard that some administrative officials wanted to investigate the "Holy Light" in the past few months. As a result, several inspectors and judges were killed violently after the news came out.
Even the British army camp at Gunhuishan rushed into a big wolf dog, biting more than 20 Gurkha mercenaries and British soldiers. Finally let the dog run away.
In addition, Mr. Zhou also said that people who see instant noodles on their forehead are very upset. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he sent all those people to see the ancestors of the British Empire. "
Ouyang obviously knew something and deliberately revealed some information. He was very happy about the death and injury of the British guy, but he was frightened by the hearing of Xiao Chen and Chen.
"Zhou Zhou said, since everyone can come to hk to make money, why should he not be allowed to come?" Ouyang gnawed most of the apple. "I think Mr. Zhou is right."
Hey... Once it comes to making money, there is no room for compromise.
Xiao and Chen didn't speak, just as if they didn't hear the words just now, they didn't know anything. They racked their brains to write reports all day long. Zhou Qingfeng ran over in person in the afternoon, carrying two big boxes in his hand.
"Oh, it's a coincidence that you are here this time. I happen to have a batch of smuggled goods in my hand. Please see if you need it."
Two large suitcases are super heavy.
Xiao Jinlang wanted to help his hand, but he flashed his waist. Chen Mu also wanted to stretch his hand and almost broke the back of his instep.
When the box was opened, it was found that there were more than one hundred machine tools of different specifications. The two boxes together weigh two hundred kilograms.
All knives are packed in small bags, and the model and type are also indicated. Most of them are carbide tools with boron nitride coating, and a few ceramic tools are sample gifts.
Chen Mu was more acquainted with machine tools, grabbed a heavy drill bit in his hand, and swiped it across the glass coffee table in the small living room.
The tip of the drill bit is extremely hard, so it can easily cut a hole in the glass of the coffee table. The glass expands the scratches by its own weight, and it drops by a half.
Zhou Qingfeng stepped in, "Hey, this coffee table is very expensive, thousands of dollars."
For the internal cooling hole on the drill bit, the lubricating coolant can be sprayed from the drill bit to improve the cooling efficiency. This design is very novel.
Chen Mu touched the tip of the drill with his finger, then checked the other machine tools that he sent, and said in surprise, "American? It's not like it. I haven't seen this model."
All knives are five pieces in one type, with standard interfaces and tool instructions. From the size to the installation to the processing items, they are all listed clearly.
Chen Mu looked at it for a long time with a knife and a file, and asked in confusion, "Why does your documentation look like it was just printed out?"
It doesn't seem to be, it is indeed just printed.
Putting down the knife, Chen Mu looked at the two large packages of electronic devices in the box. The number of devices is small, and the types are small. But the documentation is thicker and more detailed.
Hundreds of high-power gallium arsenide MOS tubes are all individually packaged to avoid pin damage. This thing is very useful for building radar, but what attracts Chen Mu most is the twenty chips in a box.
386EX.
Zhou Qingfeng is half a bucket of water on semiconductors. He felt that the current mainstream is the 486, and it is too eye-catching to take out the military-grade 486, and it is even more exaggerated to take out the aerospace-grade Godson 30 years later.
So looking at the numbers, I think a 386-level chip should be quite suitable.
But the 386EX is a standard aerospace-grade processor with a running speed of 5 to 10 megabytes, which is enhanced for the cosmic environment. It is actually at the same level as the military-grade 486DX.
It was only applied in the mid-1990s, and it was designed to shift the on-board computer from control as the core to high-speed parallel data flow as the core.
In the domestic history, it was the first to obtain the '386EX' by import. The first time it was used by the Imperial Capital Control Engineering Institute in 1999 for the'Shijian 5'satellite, and in 2002 it was used for the'Ocean One'.
In addition, 386EX and 1553B data buses are used in aero engines as the central processing unit in China. So this CPU is very versatile.
What Zhou Qingfeng took out was the '386EX' produced in China through reverse engineering, and it appeared after 2006.
Now, not to mention that foreign countries prohibit the export of space-grade chips of this level, they are still using them themselves. But Zhou Qingfeng not only sent the chip, but also the supporting data bus.
It is equivalent to letting domestic products come out at least eight years in advance, and the performance of on-board computers has been abruptly improved by two or three generations.
"Is this really the latest '386EX' from abroad?" Director Chen held Fang Zhengzheng's small chip, wondering how could such core secrets be obtained
Wouldn't it be a civilian-level 386
"You can take it back and test it." Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the box, "A total of twenty yuan, just use it. As long as you have money, what can't the capitalist society buy?"
A cutting-edge aerospace-grade CPU costs tens of thousands of dollars for a piece. This kid just shot twenty yuan like Baisong, which made Chief Chen even more suspicious.
To say that the boron nitride tool can still be judged by its appearance, but the chip can't know what grade it is by looking at its appearance.
Chen Mu put the chip back in place, closed the box, and said, "I have to bring these samples back to the Imperial Capital. It will take many tests to confirm their performance."
Speaking of this, Chief Chen suddenly felt his shoulders heavy. He didn't know what to think, and he didn't even dare to call the Imperial Capital again, and even regretted that he had been using his mobile phone to communicate with others.
Could this be a phishing operation? Could it be a conspiracy by foreign forces? Are there any other risks hidden
This is not that Chief Chen is suspicious, nor is he overly careful. After all, the demand list given this morning was delivered in the afternoon-which one do you use for express delivery
Chen Mu is just a technical officer. He went to Tianyang for a run, transfers a research, spreads a message, and does a preliminary communication work. Amitabha will be able to get this done in two or three years.
But Zhou Qingfeng had gone through many tentative steps such as 12345, and he brought the goods over.
Too suspicious, too suspicious.
The fighting on the underground front is silent and cruel, and the victims are like muddy flowers, scattered and unknown.
But if this is a special trap, Chen Mu feels that this is too high for himself.
Zhou Qingfeng invested tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars in Tianyang, and finally lay the foundation, he can't just pit a small bureaucrat of the imperial capital ministries and commissions.
Chief Chen stared at Zhou Qingfeng, and thought to himself: "Could it be that this kid is really a fool? Or did I get lucky?"