Chapter 19 Hello, This Is Yuanxin
"In the next phase of development," Su Yuanshan said with a smile, pausing briefly, "while enriching and improving various tools, Yuanxin EDA will also launch newer, more advanced functions." He smiled again. "Unfortunately, these are commercial secrets, and it's inconvenient to reveal them for now. In any case, one month from now, Yuanxin will be officially released nationwide, and we sincerely hope to establish a partnership of mutual progress with industry leaders like Huajing."
As Su Yuanshan finished speaking, he stood up, about to say "thank you all" to formally conclude, when Vice President Ma Pingnan's massive mobile phone suddenly rang.
The analog ringtone was loud, and in the quiet conference room, many people could hear the voice from the other end of the call.
Ma Pingnan glanced at Su Yuanshan, his expression complicated, but eventually he smiled and said, "The chip has successfully passed fabrication and preliminary packaging and testing."
Not everyone present knew about Yuanxin's fabrication project. Upon hearing that a chip had passed testing, several unaware attendees clapped enthusiastically.
Zhou Boguang smiled and shook his head while applauding.
Su Yuanshan and Tian Yaoming exchanged a knowing smile. Then Su Yuanshan coughed lightly and announced, "After half a month of overtime and relentless effort, the first domestically produced Chinese-language digital wireless paging decoder chip with fully independent intellectual property rights has been successfully fabricated at Huajing. This marks the breaking of the Western monopoly over wireless paging chips..."
He scratched his head and asked, "By the way, what's today's date?"
Zhou Boguang's eyes flashed; he roughly guessed Su Yuanshan's intention and replied with a smile, "The 30th."
Su Yuanshan coughed again, this time with a solemn expression. "This is the best tribute from our country's semiconductor industry, represented by Huajing, to the July 1st national celebration!"
The room was stunned for a few seconds before it erupted into thunderous applause!
Everyone looked at Su Yuanshan with pure admiration—this young man had managed to tie the chip's success to a patriotic celebration! Moreover, he had deliberately avoided mentioning the designer, only emphasizing "fully independent intellectual property," mastering the delicate art of official phrasing.
As Ma Pingnan applauded and subtly raised his eyebrows toward Su Yuanshan, Su Yuanshan also blinked back.
In a mere exchange of glances, mutual understanding was achieved. As long as Yuanxin didn't loudly proclaim "we designed this," and didn't directly claim the credit, the honor would naturally fall to the manufacturing side—Huajing. It would even allow people to assume Huajing had independently designed and manufactured it!
As for Yuanxin, they would retain the benefits and the patents. Who needed empty fame? More importantly, Huajing had truly worked around the clock to compress a fabrication timeline that usually required two months into just half a month. This favor deserved to be repaid.
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After the other attendees left, only Ma Pingnan, Zhou Boguang, and two others remained in the conference room.
"This is a big gift, Old Ma," Zhou Boguang said with a smile to Ma Pingnan.
"Yes," Ma Pingnan sighed, "hopefully it will spare us a few meetings from the higher-ups."
He turned solemnly to Su Yuanshan. "Thank you, Yuanxin. Please also thank Professor Su Xinghe for me."
"Vice President Ma, you are too kind," Su Yuanshan said sincerely. "Chip design and chip manufacturing are like lips and teeth—lose one and the other cannot survive. How far Yuanxin can go ultimately depends on how far the domestic semiconductor industry can support us."
Both Ma Pingnan and Zhou Boguang nodded, though worry still flickered in their eyes.
Su Yuanshan knew that the 908 Project support was still pending, and Huajing was growing anxious. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "By the way, regarding 908, I have a rather unconventional suggestion. Would Vice President Ma be interested in hearing it?"
Ma Pingnan no longer treated Su Yuanshan like an ordinary teenager. He said seriously, "Go ahead."
"Right now, Huajing's biggest problem is money... Have either of you heard of someone named Mou Qizhong?"
Zhou Boguang immediately responded, "The guy from Yongchuan who sells airplanes?"
Ma Pingnan frowned, recalling the name. "Oh, him. Isn't he a big con artist?"
Su Yuanshan smiled slightly. "Depends on who he's conning... In my opinion, Huajing's problem is not enough 'bluff.' If he can help you bluff funding from the higher-ups, why not hire him as a consultant?"
Ma Pingnan and Zhou Boguang exchanged a glance, both nodding slightly.
In a deadlock situation, even a long-shot option was worth considering.
Seeing that Su Yuanshan had packed up his belongings, Ma Pingnan asked one final question: "By the way, why didn't you let Jia Jibing attend today's meeting?"
"He said my father was 'playing nonsense and neglecting his duties,'" Su Yuanshan said, slipping the hard drive into his briefcase and shrugging. "Should my dad report to him just because he's leading the professors at UESTC in designing a brand-new microcontroller architecture?"
Ma Pingnan was first shocked by the magnitude of Su Xinghe's project, then snorted heavily. "What a scoundrel."
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Leaving behind a few chips for durability and environmental testing, Su Yuanshan took three prototype sets back to Jiangyin Factory.
With Wang Chaoxin's full support, the first Yuanxin Chinese-language pager was quickly assembled. They then contacted the Jiangyin Post and Telecommunications Bureau, using the pretext of testing the first Chinese-language pager, and in the middle of the night, secretly dismantled the paging station's signal transmitter to replace the Motorola single-side transmitter.
"Hello, this is Yuanxin."
When those seven Chinese characters appeared clearly and accurately on the pager prototype, the cheers erupted into the night sky.
Everyone present was overwhelmed with excitement, especially Qin Weimin, who had waited a week at Jiangyin and then ran all over with Su Yuanshan just for this moment.
Su Yuanshan was no exception. After high-fiving everyone, he grabbed Pan Xiaojun's huge mobile phone, took a deep breath, and dialed home.
The call was picked up after just one ring.
"Xiaoshan."
"Uncle? Why are you at home?"
"Cut the nonsense. How did it go? Your dad's sitting right here waiting too!"
Su Yuanshan glanced at the time—it was already 3 a.m.—and felt a pang of gratitude that they had stayed up waiting.
"Perfect!"
On the other end of the line, Zhang Ke burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha! Brother-in-law, perfect! Good kid, you really pulled it off!"
Su Xinghe's voice came over, hoarse but full of joy: "Uncle, you should rest soon. Tomorrow, bring two teams over with the chip sets. I'll come back with Senior Brothers Qin and Tian. Be prepared for a long-term assignment—you'll need to stay until the pager enters mass production."
"No problem!"
"When you get here, contact Pan Xiaojun directly. He'll coordinate with you."
"Got it. Anything else?"
"That's all. Now put Dad on."
Su Xinghe's voice on the phone was slightly raspy, but the happiness in it was unmistakable. "Son, you've worked hard."
Su Yuanshan narrowed his eyes, imagining his father's face filled with the satisfaction of a dream realized, and smiled. "Dad, you rest too. I'll be back tomorrow. We'll talk more then."
After hanging up, Su Yuanshan turned to look at everyone present.
Wang Chaoxin, Zhang Jianjun, Pan Xiaojun, and Qin Weimin. Along with the technicians who had accompanied them—all of their faces were lit up with uncontainable smiles.
In the past half-month, Wang Chaoxin had demonstrated astonishing decisiveness and speed, completing the privatization of Jiangyin Factory. Zhang Jianjun had also finished redesigning the new molds and procuring all necessary components.
As for Tian Yaoming, he couldn't witness tonight's historic moment because he was stationed at Huajing, waiting for the official production release of the first batch of chips tomorrow.
Now, everything was ready.
Only the mass production of the chips remained.
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