Rebirth Turn of the Century

The waking up of the city is done with great fanfare. In fact, the city has never fallen asleep. When we fell asleep, it was only because the double windows were covered that we couldn't hear it.

A city like Shanghai will never stop.

Downstairs, the street stalls that I could still see in the past two years are gone. In the early shop on the opposite side, people come and go, and the quietness makes people lose their appetite. The difference between this city and that city seems to be only the region and the Size, everything else is strikingly similar.

"Fang Cake, Poria Cake—Dingsheng Cake, Mint Cake—"

"White sugar tender cake, bean paste pancakes! Salty pancakes, pork intestine fun—"

I can no longer hear the cries of hawkers going back and forth in the alleys in old movies. And when the weather is hot, the cries of "Gardenia—White Orchid!" are crisp and soft like a soprano. The girls' plain clothes were also dyed with the fragrance of flowers, which was as simple as their shy smiles.

Originally, shouldn’t Shang Hai’s morning be like this?

Yes, that's it. Zhao Song's beautiful day started with a dispute with the owner of the stall.

What is the difference between tofu nao and tofu flower?

Who is better, Mandarin or Wu dialect?

If it weren't for the proprietress who seemed to recognize the appearance of the richest man, Zhao Songfei and others would argue with her about the status of the Wu dialect in the "Wu Yu Taihu film Su Hujia small film".

But he is not a man in the capital, nor is he a little man in Shanghai, and those inexplicable sense of superiority have nothing to do with him.

What Zhao Song cared about was the breakfast that didn't suit their taste at all.

Binjiang World Trade Garden.

The two brothers and sisters faced the table full of breakfast with sad faces, unable to speak.

Apart from having more money, they are just ordinary northerners. Even Xiao Yu, a native of the capital, can't stand the three major foods in the capital (soybean juice, stewed, fried liver).

Be normal, with more salty taste, which is their daily eating habits.

This one in front of you, soft tofu, spicy oil, seaweed, dried shrimps, what the hell?

It wasn't until Xiao Yu, who was planning to find another way, made the baked biscuits into Oreos, that Zhao Song gave up helplessly and said, "Let's make do with it. We'll live in 404 tonight. Let the state banquet master cook for us what we want to eat."

"Oh." Xiaoyu agreed sullenly.

sigh~

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, ignoring the other sweets on the table, after tidying up, they walked out of the house together.

"Xiaoyu, I dreamed about eating roast duck together last night."

"Oh, did I eat?"

"No, you just watch me eat."

"..." Xiao Yu became angry, "Brother, have you ever fought before?"

Zhao Song took two steps away, and said defensively, "It must have been fought?"

"Then, did you accompany him with the money?"

"What do you mean, do you have to pay for being beaten?"

"..."

Therefore, there is a reason for Xiaoyu's serious rebellious psychology in adolescence.

"Brother, TVXQ is coming, I want to dye my hair, I want to watch the concert!"

"Then they can't come."

"Then I'll go to South Korea to see it myself, and get a tattoo along the way."

"You go, when you come back to get the tattoo done, I will give you a skin graft. How about using the skin of a suckling pig?"

"Brother, how much money was paid when you were beaten, let me see if it is enough!"

During the frolicking, under the watchful eyes of the neighbors, the brother and sister got into a commercial vehicle with a special license plate.

The siren sounded, and under the leadership of the iron cavalry, this special convoy rushed up the main road with great power and disappeared from the sight of the crowd.

In the commercial vehicle, the deep and powerful BGM sounded softly. When its drumming entered the most majestic climax, the convoy entered the Zhangjiang High-tech Park. Commercial vehicles are incorporated into the fleet.

Huahong's chairman came, so did the secretary of the group, and so did the representatives of major shareholders.

Not long after, Huahong's gate appeared in front of him. Suddenly, the cavalry scattered in front of him, and the leading car pulled aside, and Zhao Song's commercial vehicle headed towards Huahong.

Xiao Yu lay on the back seat and looked behind curiously.

The fleet is very long, including more than 20 minibuses in Scott, and their license plates are special if you have a little knowledge.

"Brother, what did you do to make them treat you like this?"

Zhao Song closed his eyes, pointed at the crowd at the gate, and said softly, "It's not what I did, but what they did!"

"Bang bang~"

As soon as the words fell, countless hand-held salutes exploded, and colorful confetti fluttered one after another, falling on the body of the lead car, and also falling on the hearts of Zhao Song and Xiao Yu.

"Hello President~"

"Hi Mr. Zhao~"

"Mr. Zhao, long time no see."

Xiaoyu believed that if the security personnel hadn't tried their best to stop him, those enthusiastic crowd might have swallowed Zhao Song alive.

Looking back, many people got out of the car one after another. She saw the bearded man, Uncle Li Qiang, Director Zhao, and the deputy mayor beside Director Zhao...

They looked at the scene in front of them with smiles, without any impatience, without any strangeness, on the contrary, they were very happy.

"What the hell did he do?"

Xiao Yu muttered to himself.

"Uncle will take you in," a gentle voice came from next to my ear, and the little hand was also held by the vicious Uncle Zhao. "After you go in, you will be able to see what he is doing."

Looking at the smiling brother in the crowd, Xiao Yu nodded blankly.

Then she let Director Zhao lead her, followed the team into the largest factory, put on the protective clothing and goggles specially prepared for her, sprayed up and down the disinfection room three times, and then walked into a...

sci-fi world.

...

Perhaps to welcome the visiting group, when Xiao Yu followed the crowd into the workshop, the three largest screens above his head played a welcome message, and all the unstarted machines suddenly lit up with crystal green lights, and the soft background music accompanied Director Zhao's voice. The introduction sounded slowly.

"In this "dust-free factory" with less than 100 particles of 0.5 microns per cubic foot, the equipment operates automatically, and there are so few workers on the production line that we even become the largest crowd."

"The single floor of the clean room is about ten meters high. There are fully automated unmanned production lines. There are as many as 35 sets of equipment with a single cost of more than 100 million yuan. More than half of them were introduced by your brother two years ago."

In Director Zhao's introduction, Xiao Yu saw that a large CD-like wafer was taken out by one optical axis, it was rotating rapidly, then sucked up by another optical axis, and then sent into another machine.

The blue light flashes, and the robotic arms are swaying rapidly, interweaving into an industrial symphony, which is so dizzying.

"The equipment here is advanced, and nearly 80% of the yield rate of the 0.18-micron process has been achieved. The security is strict, and the production is carried out 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.

Produce various chips for Tesla, Shenzhou Technology, United Semiconductor, major banks, mobile phone manufacturers, major industrial equipment manufacturers, ISP suppliers, communication equipment manufacturers, and government departments.

Last year, the output value reached nearly 10 billion.

The vast majority of them were brought in by your brother on his own.

It can be said that even if your brother is the president of Huahong Semiconductor Group, he is also its party A! "

Xiao Yu stared blankly at the rows of machines in front of her, and at the scientific researchers walking around with blue lights.

At this time, the image of the wafer suddenly appeared on the big screen, attracting everyone's attention.

The camera zoomed in and zoomed in, and then, people exclaimed in amazement as if seeing some magical scene.

"That's a castle!"

Xiao Yu said silently.

Castles made of metal wires are built on the small wafer.

"Your brother always said that it is the most beautiful scenery in the world."

At this time, Director Zhao's voice became a little ethereal:

"Xiaoyu, remember that beautiful name, it's called--

grid. "