Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

There is also a computer named 156 computer inside the No. 2 Computer Institute. There is no doubt that this name has a strong government color.

This is indeed the case. Since its establishment in 1965, it has made great contributions to China's aerospace industry in the past two decades.

The aerospace industry is a huge project, and the Second Institute of Computer Science has seven research offices under its jurisdiction.

It was formed by merging the Institute of Computing, Institute of Electronics, and Institute of Physics of the Bell Academy of Sciences. The internal researchers are not top domestic experts, but talented students from prestigious universities.

And there are many, many research groups under the Institute of Computer Science, among which the large-scale integrated circuit was a new project launched at the end of 1984.

As we all know, the precision of semiconductors in some special fields does not need to be so high, and reliability is the first element.

But these bigwigs at the Institute of Computer Science are well aware that large-scale integrated circuits are the future, and they are also the core technology that is being tackled internationally.

It is not used in Huaxia at this time, but it does not mean that it will not be used in Huaxia in the future.

At the beginning, the director of the Science and Technology Department approached Huang Lingyi, who was in charge of chip development, and asked: Does the Computing Institute want to study large-scale integrated circuits?

After hearing this, Huang Lingyi was taken aback, and immediately answered firmly.

"If the Institute of Computing does not conduct research on chips, those who design computers in the future will only know how to use chips.

I don’t know what’s inside, how can I design a good computer? "

So Zhang Jin, who was in charge of the second computer institute, had a discussion with the people in the institute, and then went to the higher-level department to talk about it before begging for this task.

After getting permission, Zhang Jin gathered the people in the institute into a large courtyard for a meeting. Everyone was waiting for the good news.

Looking at the eager faces of the people below, and the eyes full of expectations.

Zhang Jin himself was also very excited. He walked up and down the stage restlessly, waving his arms non-stop.

"I'm holding my head and I'm asking you for the task, you have to do it well!

Every sum of money in the institute belongs to the state, and it is squeezed out by the people who live frugally and tighten their belts.

We must live up to this trust! We are worthy of every effort we put in! "

Huang Lingyi in the audience was also excited!

She is well aware that the work she is participating in is urgently needed by the country and a mission entrusted by the times. She is both happy and nervous!

During the initial research and development, the director of the Science and Technology Department often stood outside the laboratory and waited for the chip.

The deputy director delivered noodles and bread to the researchers at night, but he ran back and forth hungry and empty.

Zhang Jin, the person in charge, looked at the south building and said with emotion: "The lights are brilliant 156".

This scene is passionate but normal.

They have no professional titles, no honors, much less halos and bonuses.

But most people have worked in obscurity for a lifetime, they don't ask for anything, they only want the prosperity of the country!

However, there are some things that cannot be achieved through hardship and hard work.

Although some chips from the Institute of Computer Science have been developed, everyone has found that they are completely useless in China.

Except for a small number of research institutions, there is not even a decent electrical factory among the people.

The main scope of chips is all kinds of electrical appliances. Without a market, computer research institutes engaged in chip research will not be able to continue.

So from the launch of the project at the end of 1984 to the summer of 1986, in less than two years, the computer institute's funds have begun to be tight.

Zhang Jin and the others have held more than one meeting on this matter. If there is no accident, the research on large-scale integrated circuits is likely to be canceled at the end of the year.

Up to now, Zhang Jin still remembers how disappointed they were when he talked to those researchers.

The lesbian named Huang Lingyi cried bitterly.

Yes, who can not be sad.

Is this the end of the laboratory that everyone has painstakingly created for more than ten years?

In the future, people who design computers in computing institutes really only see the black box, and don't understand what's inside?

Is it true that computing institutes are moving towards a "coreless" future?

While feeling helpless, Zhang Jin began to look for "clients" all over the country with the last sliver of hope.

In order to survive, their eyes can no longer be limited to specific research institutions, and a vast civilian market is needed to support the consumption of chip research laboratories of big gold-throwing companies.

It's just that I have traveled all over China, but I haven't found a factory willing to use their chips.

Most of them don't need it, and some who need it prefer to purchase foreign products.

Because foreign products are mature and cheap, why bother to buy them instead of making them.

And just when Zhang Jin was about to despair, he accidentally saw the old man talking with Bai Chuanfeng on the news.

At that time, he felt that Bai Chuanfeng looked familiar, and after looking through the newspapers during this period.

He finally found the news that Baichuan Electric, an internationally renowned brand, had officially settled in Nanshan, Pengcheng.

Although he spent most of his life in a research institution, he also knew the reputation of Baichuan Electric.

The Walkman produced by their family is a rare imported product in China. Many people who go on a business trip in Neon will bring one or two with them when they come back.

I have to say that their products are really good, cheap and durable. Zhang Jin has one at home, and it was brought back from Neon by his wife.

Although the price of 125 yuan is almost two months' wages for a person, it is still much cheaper than Sony's price of 400 to 500 yuan.

Zhang Jin's family took turns using that Walkman, which was manufactured in 1979, and it has been used for almost seven years now without any problems.

Therefore, the reputation of Baichuan Electric is still very good in China.

When Zhang Jin saw the news, his mind became alive.

All products of Shirakawa Electric will use chips, and now they are going to open a joint venture factory in China.

So can you think of a way from this aspect? So Zhang Jin immediately ordered Huang Lingyi and the others to imitate several audio chips and DAC decoding chips first.

On the other hand, he started asking around to find out where Bai Chuanfeng was now, or if he had any special hobbies.

More than a month later, he traveled thousands of miles from Chang'an to Xiangshan Park in Yanjing.

That's right, Computer 2 is located in Chang'an.

156 computer is the internal name, and later it may be known by another name, Changan Institute of Microelectronics.

Zhang Jin, who had come all the way, showed Bai Chuan some chips imitated by the Second Computer Institute when they met.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Bai Chuan, I also brought you some local products from Chang'an."

Wiping his hands on the pockets of his clothes, Zhang Jin went back and forth to get souvenirs from the snakeskin pocket behind him.

"Bacon mutton: tender and crispy, without any mutton smell. Demaogong crystal cake is sweet.

There is also Sanyuan Polygonum Flower Candy, which is fragrant~”

Looking at a large lump of cured mutton on the stone table, and a large handful of flower candies held by Zhang Jin as if offering a treasure.

Bai Chuanfeng couldn't help but smile wryly, he is really a simple person.

Thinking that Bai Chuanfeng was dissatisfied, Zhang Jin slapped his head.

"Look at my memory, I've heard that Mr. Bai Chuan likes jade.

How can you forget about the Lantian jade that is a specialty in Chang'an? You see, these are old objects from the villagers' homes, and they are not worth much.

Mr. Bai Chuan, if you like it, you can take it all away. "

Zhang Jin took out a few wrapped handkerchiefs from the briefcase containing the chip.

Untie it gently, and there are several emerald green hairpins and bracelets lying inside.

However, before he could continue to say something, Bai Chuanfeng smiled and waved his hands.

"Mr. Zhang, you are too polite, I am flattered."

Hearing Bai Chuanfeng's authentic official words, Zhang Jin was relieved again.

It seems that the specially hired translator behind him is no longer needed, it would be great if he could speak Mandarin.

"Mr. Bai Chuan, I'm here to visit you this year. Firstly, I want to communicate with you about the future development of computers. Secondly, I also want to."

Zhang Jin looked at the few small chips on the table. This was all the painstaking efforts of the two schools in the past two months.

Bai Chuanfeng understood what he meant, but this matter was really not a joke.

"Mr. Zhang, do you know the Paris Coordinating Committee (Batumi)?"

"Uh..." Zhang Jin's originally enthusiastic face got stuck for a moment.

How could he not know about Batumi, which is well-known internationally but notorious domestically.

Because of the Iron Curtain between Aso and Ami, countries in the Western camp have specially formulated some embargo lists against each other.

This list mainly restricts the outflow of some sensitive technologies, cutting-edge technologies and rare materials, with the aim of curbing the technological development of the other party.

Unfortunately, Huaxia is also on the embargo list, and even as a separate embargoed country, it is treated specially.

The list of embargoes against China is more than 500 items more than Maoxiong and Dongou countries, which shows Batumi's attitude towards China.

However, things have turned around in the past few years, because of the honeymoon period between China and the United States.

Since the 1980s, Batumi's restrictions on Huaxia have been greatly relaxed, otherwise the two would not have joined hands to improve Qiye and Baye.

Even this year, "Batumi" decided to implement free exports to China.

The export approval authority has been delegated to the member states, and no one-by-one approval is required. The export control to China has become extremely loose.

But some areas are still within the scope of surveillance.

Western countries are not fools, how can this kind of technology be easily let go.

Believe it or not, if SIC dares to export relevant technologies to China, Bai Chuanfeng will soon commit suicide with eight shots in the back.

So although Bai Chuanfeng wanted to help his hometown, he was clear about certain things.

Know what can and cannot be done.

Hearing that Bai Chuanfeng reported Batumi's name, Zhang Jin instantly understood the stakes.

Disappointed, he smiled sarcastically.

"It's because I didn't think carefully, and almost caused trouble for Mr. Bai Chuan."

As he said that, he put away the chips, bowed his back and prepared to leave.

"These souvenirs are given to Mr. Bai Chuan. I hope you will come to Huaxia often in the future."

"Wait" Bai Chuanfeng stopped, carrying his bag and preparing to leave in a hurry.

"Huh?" Zhang Jin turned his head in surprise, "Is there anything else Mr. Bai Chuan wants to do?"

"Baichuan Electric cannot participate, but Mr. Zhang might as well ask the local government in Nanshan, Pengcheng, the TV factory in Jinmen, and the microwave oven factory in Sucheng."

Zhang Jin's eyes lit up, "Mr. Bai Chuan, you."

Bai Chuanfeng shook his head, signaling him not to say anything more.

"Mr. Zhang, I have another suggestion for you.

The name of the Second Institute of Computer Science is too sensitive, let's change it to a more down-to-earth one.

At least let everyone know at a glance that this is a civilian electronics factory. "

Zhang Jin's excited body trembled slightly, "Mr. Bai Chuan, you are really a good friend of the Chinese people!

I. I bow to you! "

After finishing speaking, the dark man straightened his waist and then bent down.

Bai Chuanfeng and Tanaka Yuko bowed in return.

After a long thank you, Zhang Jincai hurried back with the wind blowing under his feet.

Looking at the other person's figure that was gradually going away, Bai Chuanfeng's eyes were dim.

Mountains will remember you, rivers will remember you.