Reborn Tokyo Golden Age.

Chapter 241 Inquiring about the enemy's situation
Shimasatoshi, who couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy, turned around and took off his glasses, and let out a soft breath.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, Bai Chuan-san."

Bai Chuanfeng took a step forward, stood in front of him and took a deep look, then bowed solemnly.

"The history of SIC will surely remember this day, Shima-san!"

Shimasato looked up, and the crowd who were still cheering and applauding sighed and smiled.

"It's all the result of everyone's hard work, and it also reminds me of my first filming experience."

Shimamasa put on his glasses and looked at the chip on the instrument again.He was dazed, as if caught in some kind of memory.

"At that time, I was still abroad, and during the two or three months when I was preparing to stream each time, I was anxious and restless all day long, and it was difficult to sleep.

I wondered all the time whether it was right or not, whether there would be a problem.

When the chip came back and I pressed RESET for the first time, I felt extremely nervous again.

The moment you release RESET is the moment to distinguish between heaven and hell. "

Shimamasa sighed, and gently stroked the device in front of him.

"If the numbers on the logic analyzer are messed up, the mood is in hell and I can't speak.

If everything is normal, people seem to be in heaven.

It feels like the whole world is revolving around me and I am the king of the world. "

As if amused by his childishness, Shimamasa smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, finally there is no problem with the overall structure." At this moment, he put his hands on his hips and let out a long breath.

"I have recorded the garbled code just now, and a small part of the circuit can be slightly modified.

There are also some small bugs that can be bypassed through software.

However, the mask board may need to be remade two more. In the final analysis, Bai Chuan-san still needs to increase a little more funds. "

Looking at Shimasato's slightly apologetic eyes, Bai Chuanfeng happily stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Shima-san, it's already amazing. The success of tape-out is our greatest victory."

Hearing Shirakawa Kaede's approval, Shimasatoshi also nodded with a smile.

In the end, everything went well, and more than one billion yen was not spent in vain.

As for modifying some circuits and remaking two masks, Bai Chuanfeng didn't care about such small problems at all.

The board-making fee of [-] to [-] U.S. dollars is only a few million yen.Compared with the tariff of hundreds of millions of yen, it is not worth mentioning.

The most feared thing about tape-out is that there is a problem with the overall structure, which means that all designs need to be overthrown and restarted.

Not to mention the time-consuming and labor-intensive work, all the hundreds of millions of yen spent on the filming before were all in vain.

If some small bugs are ignored, Bai Chuanfeng can already declare that the official development of SIC8081 is successful.

"Leave the rest of the circuit repair to me!" At this time, Yamazaki Hui, who had just collapsed on the chair, had already stood up again, full of fighting spirit.

Seeing his full confidence, Shimasato did not refuse. "Okay, the adjustment part will be handed over to Yamazaki-kun, and I will personally review it after completion."

"Hay!" Yamazaki Hui responded seriously.

The following work is mostly finishing details and fixing some small bugs.

Akira Yamazaki, who has been studying behind Shimasatoshi for more than half a year, can also share minor tasks.

As for Shimamasa, he has another part of his job.That is the simplified version developed on the basis of SIC8081.

If it is fast, it may be done in two or three months. After all, the general structure does not need to be changed.

If the cutting method is accurate, after one or two sketch designs, you can roughly enter the next tape-out trial production.

Looking at the excited people inside and outside the laboratory, Bai Chuanfeng finally let go of all his worries.

"Everyone, today is the most important day since the establishment of SIC, and history will remember today!

Similarly, this is also the first commercial processor chip developed by Neon, which is not easy.

The success of SIC8081 is inseparable from everyone's hard work for more than a year.

Everyone present, you are the hero of SIC! Your name should be on the monument of SIC! "

"Oh~!!!" Bigger cheers broke out again on the fifth floor of SIC.

"Go get the champagne, for today's success, we must celebrate a glass!"

With a big wave of his hand, Bai Chuanfeng signaled the people below to bring the prepared champagne.

"Shirakawa-san, you..." Shimasatoshi looked at this scene with some dumbfounding.

When he went to Fujitsu last time, in order to increase everyone's confidence.

He once made a joke, let everyone prepare champagne and wait for his triumphant return.

Unexpectedly, Bai Chuanfeng actually took it seriously.

The champagne that had been prepared soon was served, but because it was in the laboratory area, everyone carefully held their wine glasses for fear of spilling them.

"The conditions are limited, and we will hold a celebration banquet when the SIC chip is officially launched.

So please now, king of the world! "As he spoke, Bai Chuanfeng raised his head first and drank his wine.

"Haha" Hearing Bai Chuanfeng's ridicule, Shimasa Ri burst out laughing, and then raised his glass and drank it down.

After completing the simple celebration ceremony, the wine glass was taken away.

Everyone suppressed their excitement, and began to devote themselves to the next step of work with confidence.

Although there were some small twists and turns in the first tape-out of the chip, it was considered a success overall.

Therefore, the morale is boosted, and everyone is more looking forward to and full of confidence in the future work.

"The development of the subsequent version of the chip will have to trouble Shima-san."

Bai Chuanfeng hopes that the enhanced version of the 8-bit processor will be commercially available this year. Generally speaking, the time is still a little tight.

"If all goes well, maybe we can see it in the second half of the year."

Regarding this point, Shimasa Toshi can still guarantee it.

SIC currently has sufficient manpower, and the development efficiency will be greatly improved.

"By the way, does Bai Chuan-san have any ideas about the naming of the subsequent version?"

Different versions of chips will have model numbers to distinguish them. The same is true for SIC chips.

The name of the subsequent version?Bai Chuanfeng thought about it for two seconds and then announced a name, "Let's call it SIC8089."

"Eh..." Shimasato didn't understand the meaning of it.

"It's more powerful than an 8-bit processor, so let's use 9." Bai Chuanfeng smiled and gave an explanation.

As for what just happened to be slightly larger than the 8088, the benchmark Intel chip, that was a complete coincidence.

"Then 8089." Shimasato had no objection to such a naming.

After chatting with him a few more times, the work here at SIC has almost come to an end.

The design of the subsequent chip is on the right track, and I just have to wait to see the next finished product.

As for commercial use, the promotion of 16-bit processors is enough, at least this year.

After all, the cost is high, and it is estimated that only some professional servers will be used.

But this part of the market is too small to scale.

At present, the 8-bit processor is still the mainstream in the market, so the next 8-bit enhanced version of SIC is the highlight.

Regarding its promotion, Bai Chuanfeng already had some ideas.

But put these yearnings aside in advance, and let's talk about the things in front of us after dealing with them.

Ota Ward, Shirakawa Electric.

Bai Chuanfeng looked at the financial statement in his hand and sighed deeply. There was some good news from SIC, but there was all bad news from Bai Chuan Electric.

In March, the Walkman business dropped again compared with the previous month, and compared with the average in the second half of last year, it dropped by nearly 3%.

A drop in profit margins of almost one-fifth is already a significant impact.

Sure enough, in a market that cannot be monopolized, the actual revenue has become overwhelming.

Perhaps like last year, the scene where the highest monthly profit rate in the local area can reach 20 billion yen will never appear again.

Putting down the local financial statements, Bai Chuanfeng picked up the fax sent from North America, and after just looking at it, he became beaming.

In just over three months since 81, Shirakawa Electric has shipped a total of 240 million Walkmans in North America, and the growth is gratifying.

As expected, it is indeed the largest market in the world at this time, and the sales volume in three months is more than that of Neon China in the whole year.

Moreover, most of them are mid-to-high-end models, especially the SFM-01, which is simply the favorite of white-collar workers.

Its small, stylish and textured design, as well as its unparalleled sound quality, are its most popular reasons.

The price of 249 US dollars per unit is not a problem for white-collar workers who pay attention to enjoyment.

Thanks to the hot sales of high-end models, they are also very profitable.

In North America alone, the profit in the past three months was as high as 200 billion yen, and Shirakawa Electric's previous tight finances were instantly relieved.

At the beginning, Bai Chuanfeng dared to borrow book funds to invest in Beidu Bank, because he was full of confidence in the North American market.

As it turned out, his risk was worth it.

It's still Mi Jinxiang. It seems that it's time for factories in North America to put it on the agenda.

Even for the sake of showing off, a research and development center can be established.

You see, Shirakawa Electric also attaches great importance to the needs of the American people.

Factories, R&D centers, sales centers, American companies properly dressed in neon coats.

And just to be on the safe side, Bai Chuanfeng also thought about building a joint venture with some local audio brands to build a factory.

Just like China's joint venture car, presumably doing so will make the United States feel more at ease.

But there is no harm if there is no comparison. Looking at the performance of the North American market, and then looking at the local market, Bai Chuanfeng's brows became more and more wrinkled.

If Shirakawa Electric is like this, it must be difficult for Sony.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and started dialing the number.

"Mosimoxi?"

"Big He-sang? It's me, Bai Chuan." Bai Chuanfeng put the phone between his ears while quickly sorting out the documents in his hands.

"So it's Bai Chuan-san. I haven't seen you for a long time. How is it?" Oga Norio's voice sounded a little brisk.

Um?Bai Chuanfeng was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that Sony's Walkman business is developing smoothly and has not suffered any losses?
Or are there other good things?

Although thinking this way in his heart, Bai Chuanfeng replied quickly, "Thanks to Da Hesang, everything is going well."

"That's right, that's really good." The voice in the receiver paused slightly, "I don't know how the CD player of Baichuan Electric is progressing? Is there a prototype?"

Suddenly, a glimpse flew through Bai Chuanfeng's eyes, "CD players are far more complicated than imagined, and Bai Chuan Electronics is making slow progress here. Is Sony going well?"

"So-so" Norio Oga's tone could not hear the ups and downs, "Thinking about the goal is to commercialize it next year, the time is really tight."

"That's right," Bai Chuanfeng echoed, "By the way, I wonder if Da Hesang has paid attention to the Walkman market?"

"Walkman? Well, there are slight fluctuations, but the specific data needs to be analyzed before we can see the trend." The sound of flipping through paper came from the receiver.

"That's really good. I'll visit you later when I have time."

After saying goodbye to each other, Bai Chuanfeng hung up the phone with a click, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)