Black Technology Research Center

“Oh? You’re saying you’ve solved the problem of graphene mass production?” Old Mr. Ren immediately seized on the key point.

What had he just heard? This kid said he solved the problem of graphene mass production? Even if he couldn't do what he said, based on his current achievements, this trip wouldn't be in vain.

This was graphene! Even preparing it in the laboratory wasn't a simple matter.

Moreover, Hua Factory had a certain amount of technical accumulation in this area. As long as the issue of graphene mass production was resolved, both batteries and other aspects could make significant progress.

It could even be said that if this mass production technology were in their hands, or could be used by them, then becoming the number one mobile phone seller would no longer be a dream!

“That’s right, I do have graphene mass production technology, and I’ve already scouted out a location for the graphene factory. If nothing unexpected happens, the first batch of mass-produced graphene can be released in three months!” Fang Yuan turned his head and said to Old Mr. Ren.

“Three months? I can wait that long. Truly, heroes emerge from the young! To be able to accomplish such a thing at your age.” Old Mr. Ren smiled, thought for a moment, and continued.

“That’s right, you are a Fields Medal winner! It’s not surprising that you can accomplish such a thing!” Old Mr. Ren smiled self-deprecatingly. The person standing in front of him was no ordinary young man.

The first Chinese Fields Medal winner, the prover of the BSD conjecture, the Kyushu operating system, the developer of the S language, and other titles were all placed on this young man.

To some extent, this kid's achievements were much higher than his own.

Thinking about it carefully, the greatest achievement he had achieved in his life was establishing Hua Factory.

There was nothing else he could be proud of. Alas! Speaking of which, apart from age, he had no achievements that he could show off in front of this kid.

“Hehe! It’s all luck!” Every time someone mentioned this, Fang Yuan felt very embarrassed. Before the old gentleman could continue this topic, he quickly changed the subject.

“Come, take a look here. This is a calculator chip I made using carbon-based chip technology. Of course, this is just a simple experiment, but even so, this little thing has brought me enough surprises.” Fang Yuan displayed the small calculator he had made a few days ago in front of the old gentleman.

Old Mr. Ren took the calculator from Fang Yuan's hand, looked at it repeatedly, and then turned it on to use it.

It was just a calculator. Even if it used advanced technology, it couldn't do much!

However, judging by its size, this chip was indeed very powerful.

“Oh, right, I forgot to mention that this chip was just completed by me, and it was made with that 5nm lithography machine. Of course, its process isn’t that exaggerated!” Fang Yuan added.

Calculator chips didn't need to consider so much, but mobile chips were much more particular.

It couldn't be completed with simple integrated circuits.

… …

After Fang Yuan took the old gentleman to visit the laboratory, he took the old gentleman to experience the research center's cafeteria.

“Hmm! Young man, you know how to enjoy life! Just based on the food in your cafeteria, I know that the people here know how to enjoy life!” The old gentleman was very satisfied with the food in the cafeteria.

It made him feel itchy in his heart, wanting to invite all the chefs from Fang Yuan's cafeteria back, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

After eating well, under Fang Yuan's lead, the group came to the reception room.

“What do you think? Do you think our cooperation can be successful?” He had never experienced this kind of situation before, so he spoke directly.

In all his years, Old Mr. Ren had never seen anyone negotiate with him like this!

“Hmm! I think this can be done. You want to cooperate with us in the design of communication modules, right?” Old Mr. Ren asked.

“That’s right!”

To put it this way, as long as the conditions weren't too excessive, Fang Yuan could accept them.

For him, time was the most important thing. If he could complete it a day earlier, even if it meant paying a price, it wouldn't be much.

“Okay, let's not talk about cooperation today. After I go back, I will send someone over. I'm getting old, and I really don't have enough energy!” Old Mr. Ren waved his hand and said with a helpless expression.

“Okay, I’ll contact you then!” Fang Yuan said.

After seeing off the old gentleman, Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

If this matter was resolved, his carbon-based chips should have no problems.

It wouldn't be completed this year, but around this time next year, carbon-based chips should be able to officially meet everyone.

With the burden on his shoulders lightened, Fang Yuan suddenly remembered what he had forgotten!

That's right, the n-p conjecture had been thrown into the corner by him for such a long time. It was simply too undignified.

This was a Millennium Prize Problem, and in a sense, it was even more important than the BSD conjecture.

What he was doing was indeed not very good. Anyway, things here were progressing in an orderly manner, and he could free up his hands in a while to solve this Millennium Prize Problem that was gathering dust in the corner.

The scene changed, and Old Mr. Ren, who had returned to Hua Factory, immediately gathered all the senior executives in the conference room.

What he had seen and heard at Fang Yuan's research center today greatly impacted his heart.

In terms of the precision of instruments, Hua Factory might be even better, but what had he seen today?

He had worked so hard and used so much face to get a 5nm lithography machine from above, but it was casually placed in the laboratory by that kid Fang Yuan.

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Moreover, this kid had actually solved the problem of graphene mass production.

From this point of view, there was nothing but benefit in cooperating with him.

Moreover, they could take this opportunity to accumulate carbon-based chip technology in advance.

Having started from scratch, they knew how difficult it was to master chip manufacturing technology.

This was not a simple integrated circuit design. Imagine that in a place the size of a fingernail, there were actually billions of transistors. This was simply unbelievable.

Carbon-based chips were inherently superior to silicon-based chips. Their excellent electron mobility allowed them to proudly say that they were superior.

Not only electron mobility, but silicon-based chips were encountering more and more problems in the environment where feature sizes were getting smaller and smaller.

If carbon-based materials were not yet sufficient to support the market, silicon-based chips should have already entered the countdown to elimination.

Or rather, if Fang Yuan hadn't mass-produced graphene, silicon-based chips would have been enough for people to use now.

Everyone should have heard of the famous Moore's Law. As it stood, even if Fang Yuan didn't appear, carbon-based chips would have appeared in the next decade.

He had only brought this process forward.

“Okay! Everyone be quiet! Look at the way each of you is acting. The fact that the other party has come to us for cooperation proves one thing: our technology is not worse than theirs. He is just ahead of us.

Moreover, this is not a foreign company. Haven't we been working so hard for so many years to break the so-called technological blockade?

Now that someone has done this for us, what's with everyone's attitude?” Old Mr. Ren slapped the table and said with a serious expression.

“But, if it’s really as you said, we just caught up with them, and now it’s all been ruined by this kid!” Someone said unwillingly.

“That’s right, and in the field of carbon-based chips, we are just a child!”

“Instead of saying these things, you might as well think about how we can survive in such an environment!

Moreover, compared to others, we have a greater advantage. The other party has already come to us, which means that to some extent, we are in a cooperative relationship!” Old Mr. Ren ended their discussion.

As the meeting progressed, the senior executives of Hua Factory unanimously decided to have a good talk with Fang Yuan about cooperation.