Jing Mingqiu scratched his head, "I didn't make this. If you want it, I can study it later and see if I can make it?"
"Oh, right! When will you start building the ten nuclear power plants I requested?"
"We are already selecting sites," the highest leader replied. "The main thing is to find a place where ten large nuclear power plants can be built, which is a bit troublesome. Why do you insist on having them built together?"
Jing Mingqiu was unconcerned, "So that's how it is. It's actually okay not to build them together. It's just that the cryo-new battery requires a large amount of electricity. If they're not built together, it will cost a lot of money to establish transmission lines."
Upon hearing Jing Mingqiu's answer, the highest leader breathed a sigh of relief. "Money is not a problem. Building them separately is faster, and the secrecy is higher."
The highest leader wasn't doubting Jing Mingqiu's blueprints, but the power of ten nuclear power plants exploding together would be too great. If an accident did occur, no one could bear the responsibility.
Moreover, he was well aware that among the many officials and nuclear power plant workers in Dragon Country, there were always a few bad apples, those who were incompetent or tried to pass themselves off as something they were not.
Building them separately, even if one of them had a problem, it wouldn't affect other places, and the consequences would be within acceptable limits.
Jing Mingqiu was, after all, just a university freshman. Even with the system, he couldn't see through people's hearts so quickly.
Before hanging up, the highest leader spoke again, "One more thing. We are planning to announce a one-nanometer precision lithography machine soon and accept orders worldwide on a large scale at thirty percent of the current market price."
"One nanometer?" Jing Mingqiu blinked. "The principal told me it was two nanometers?"
The highest leader explained, "Due to foreign attacks on our country, after deliberation, we decided to increase the precision by one level to completely crush their market for high-end chips."
"Additionally, when we announce it, we plan to use a codename to represent you as the chief engineer for the development of the new lithography machine. What codename would you like to give yourself?"
"That's simple," Jing Mingqiu's Adam's apple bobbed as he ate a skewer of grilled kidney. "Just call me Kunpeng."
The highest leader pondered for a moment, "The ambition of a Kunpeng, a good name."
"That's not what I meant," Jing Mingqiu picked up a skewer of grilled chicken wings from the table, took a big bite, squinted his eyes, and sang while shaking his head.
"In the northern darkness, there is a fish, its name is Kun. Kun is so big, one pot can't hold it all. It transforms into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng is so big, it needs two barbecue grills, one garlic-flavored, one spicy, hahahaha!"
As Jing Mingqiu burst into laughter, the highest leader also laughed along, as the recent accumulation of major events and the worries pressing on his heart had lessened considerably.
...
The next day, Jing Mingqiu was still sleeping soundly in bed after drinking too much. A bombshell piece of news had already spread across the country, exploding with lightning speed around the world.
"What did you say!" The White House President was furious. He slammed the document in his hand onto the ground and stared intently at the reporter. "Dragon Country has manufactured a lithography machine capable of carving one-nanometer precision chips. Didn't they struggle to even achieve twenty nanometers?"
"How could they suddenly jump to one nanometer? There must be something wrong. Investigate! Investigate them thoroughly!"
The Emperor of Sakura Nation, looking at the document handed over by his subordinate, had a very grim expression. "Why did I only receive such important news now? Where are the spies we sent to Dragon Country? Are they all useless?"
"Yes!" The subordinate in black bowed deeply. "My apologies, Your Majesty the Emperor. Many research projects in Dragon Country only allow entry, not exit. Even if our spies infiltrate, they cannot transmit information out."
In the office of the general factory of TSMC chip manufacturing, politicians sent by the United States were furiously scolding the factory director and the head of the laboratory.
The high-ranking officials of the Great British Empire, Germany, and France were all in chaos due to this bombshell news...
The sun was high in the sky, shining on people's bottoms. Jing Mingqiu lazily got out of bed, picked up the bandage that had fallen on the floor, wrapped it around his hand casually, and was about to go out to find something to eat when he suddenly heard Tang Bei's excited shout.
"Boss, boss! Academician Kunpeng is too amazing! The one-nanometer precision lithography machine he developed can now be officially put into use, accepting large-scale orders from both domestic and foreign customers!"
"One-nanometer precision," Yun Pengtao added, "This is twice as high as the current mainstream two-nanometer precision chips. From now on, we have one less technology that was bottlenecked by foreign countries."
Tang Bei was full of admiration, "What can a sparrow understand of a Kunpeng's ambition? The codename Academician Kunpeng is so cool. I wish I could become Academician Kunpeng's disciple..."
Hearing this, Jing Mingqiu suddenly felt like laughing. He was extremely curious about how Tang Bei would react if he knew that the Academician Kunpeng he admired was his roommate, and that this seemingly impressive codename was just because he was eating barbecue.
To avoid causing trouble for Tang Bei and them, and to prevent them from having to sign another confidentiality agreement and undergo special training, Jing Mingqiu had to suppress this bold idea. He casually agreed with them and took out his phone to call Mo Ruixue.
"Xue'er, I'm so hungry, I want to eat!"
Mo Ruixue's gentle voice replied, " Aqiu, you woke up but didn't tell me. I don't have class today, let's go out to eat together and go to the hospital to change your dressing."
"Okay."
Jing Mingqiu readily agreed.
To prevent others from discovering that his wound was healing rapidly, Jing Mingqiu first took Mo Ruixue to the school hospital and found the old doctor who knew the inside story to help him change the bandage on his hand. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Being fed was fine, but being helped to the toilet was too embarrassing. To avoid this from happening again, Jing Mingqiu specifically asked the doctor to reduce some of the gauze on his left hand.
By freeing his fingers, he regained some self-care ability and also had an excuse to continue letting Mo Ruixue take care of him.
Mo Ruixue guessed Jing Mingqiu's little thoughts, but she had no intention of exposing him. Instead, she was very happy to play along with his act.
After visiting the snack street near the school and eating for half an hour, they finally filled their stomachs. Mo Ruixue prepared to go to the nearby commercial street to buy a few new dresses.
Jing Mingqiu didn't like shopping. After accompanying Mo Ruixue to the clothing store, he sat down on the chair specially prepared for men at the entrance, took out his phone, and prepared to read the news.
He mainly wanted to see the reactions of others after the official announcement of the production of high-precision lithography machines.
He opened Weibo and scrolled down the trending list until the very last item, where Jing Mingqiu finally found the news about the new lithography machine.
【Warmly celebrate! Under the command of Academician Kunpeng, we have successfully developed a one-nanometer precision lithography machine, which has now been officially put into production, completely breaking Western technological blockades.】
Clicking on the news and seeing the sparse comments, Jing Mingqiu showed a surprised expression.