Rekindle 2003

Chapter 723 Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist

'Teacher, do you have any questions to ask me? '

'Teacher, do you have anything to say to me? '

When Cheng Jin heard the first question, he just wanted to laugh. He had a stupid question to ask Qing Yun.

But when he heard the second question, he was suddenly startled, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

Cheng Jin glanced at the other side suspiciously.

The cheap student in front of him changed his sitting posture at some point and sat leisurely on the sofa next to him. He no longer looked like a good student who was listening to the teacher's instructions in a cautious manner.

It was more like the Mr. Qing in that conference room who spoke freely and radiantly when facing reporters from all sides.

Cheng Jin couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Qing Yun's words made him feel guilty for a moment.

He asked Qing Yun to come over. The school entrance examination was just a cover.

He was going to start deception to dissuade this student from using Hanxin to make MP3.

But at this moment, the 'Mr. Xiao Qing''s eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything made him hesitate.

This kid... seems to be very difficult to fool!

but……

Cheng Jin gritted his teeth and spoke with an embarrassed look on his face, "Xiao Qing, there is something I have to remind you."

There was nothing he could do, if he didn't give up Qing Yun's idea, then he would be the one who died.

Qing Yun smiled when he heard this, took out a cigarette to protect the fire and lit it for Cheng Jin, and said easily, "Teacher, it doesn't matter."

Cheng Jin exhaled a puff of smoke, looked in the direction of the door and said slowly, "Xiaoqing, Hanxin... actually does not have the ability to tape out now.

I suggest you change the chip. Freescale and Motorcycle chips are both good.

The teacher also wants to help you, but look..."

Cheng Jin spread his hands in embarrassment, "What I do is scientific research, and what you want is industrialization. There is only one teacher, and a R&D team with only a few people really can't help you."

Qing Yun looked confused when he heard this, "Teacher... isn't it right? Didn't you say there are 77 people in your team?
Don't worry, your scientific research will not be delayed. Leave the industrialization matters to me, and you can assign me a few seniors to combine industry, academia, and research. "

Seeing the cheap disciple taking care of him so much, Cheng Jin cursed Niang Xipi in his heart.

But he also knew that it was normal for Qing Yun to have this misunderstanding.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Where are there so many people?!

It is said that there are 77 R&D personnel, but in fact most of them are nominal.

They are all former disciples of some of the big guys in our industry in the semiconductor field, who come to the research group to mix data.

There are only five people working there, including me. Others don't even enter the laboratory, they just wait for the data to be written into a paper. "

Qing Yun was stunned when he heard this.

He knows this operation.

In the scientific research world, this kind of thing is quite normal.

After all, there are actually very few project teams that can produce results.

Otherwise, there will be no situation where associate professors or even full professors from Shuangfei or low-ranking 985 universities will appear as team members in the team of young lecturers from 211 universities.

Including him, he was often bullied by others back then. He was also very humane and sophisticated when it came to scientific research.

However, this was the first time he had seen such a crazy proportion as the Hanxin project team.

Seeing this situation shocked Qing Yun, Cheng Jin plucked his eyebrows and said with regret, "So, Xiao Qing, it's not that the teacher doesn't want to help you, but that he really doesn't have the ability to help you now.

I am now focusing more on continuing research and development and tape-out... I am indeed powerless. "

Qing Yun pondered for a moment after hearing the words, and then waved his hand, "It's okay, teacher, I will do the tape-out. You give me the drawings, and I will figure out a way by myself and recruit people from outside.

Freescale and motorcycle pulls are all done by people, and they are nothing more than throwing money at each other.

Teacher, don’t worry, any problem that money can solve is not a problem. "

Cheng Jin almost choked to death at these words.

What the hell!
Being rich is awesome!

He never expected that this cheap disciple's mind would be so strange.

But Qing Yun's words are extremely correct.

With the power of money, the impossible becomes possible...

Taping out is not a very advanced technical activity. When the drawings are complete, it is a simple production process, but it involves communication issues between the design and subsequent production processes.

The people Qing Yun recruited must all be from the old world, and they are probably more familiar with the process of searching according to the map than Cheng Jin himself.

At this time, Qing Yun was still chattering, "Teacher, it's okay, I'm familiar with Huaxin International. Although they are applying for bankruptcy liquidation now, they have not stopped working.

If it really doesn’t work, it won’t be a problem for us to find YMC.

These are minor issues, you don’t have to worry about debugging modules or anything like that.

To be honest, I have hired a lot of people from the Motorcycle Company, from design to packaging and testing.

I guess there are still some of your old colleagues. When the time comes, you can recognize them and maybe we can catch up with each other. You can also help me check and see if they really have any work on their hands..."

Cheng Jin felt that he was afraid of whatever might happen.

From design to packaging and testing...

My base fire is going to be completely dismantled by this kid! He did not doubt that Qing Yun was lying. A month or two ago, Huaxin International announced that they were negotiating with the other party to acquire the semiconductor business of Motorola Huaguo.

As for the motorcycle manufacturer Huaguo Semiconductor, which had been almost completely idle for the past year, people have long been interested.

Unexpectedly, a thunderstorm in the futures market plunged Huaxin International into a bankruptcy crisis.

Therefore, it is only natural for Qing Yun, who is determined to become bigger and stronger in this field, to recruit people directly from the motorcycle mule team.

Cheng Jin shook his head and said despite Qing Yun's nagging, "Xiao Qing, teacher, tell you the truth. Hanxin No. 1 cannot leave the laboratory."

Qing Yun closed her mouth after hearing this, took a deep breath, and listened to Cheng Jin's next words.

Cheng Jin threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, lit another one, rubbed his eyebrows, and said carefully,

“Hanxin No. 1 is successful in scientific research, but it has flaws when it comes to commercialization.

Power consumption, heat dissipation..."

When Qing Yun heard this, she put her hands in her hair and listened quietly.

He is worthy of being the top player in the industry in the history of semiconductors.

Even now, you are still lying to him.

After a while, Emperor Yun couldn't stand listening anymore. He took out a document from his briefcase and smiled.
"Teacher, this is the appraisal report from the finalization report meeting that year. It clearly marked the parameters of the Hanxin No. 1 DSP chip.

The power consumption and heat dissipation issues you mentioned are qualified above. Our technical team at Yanhuang Group has also carefully evaluated them and found that they can completely replace the same type of chips used by motorcycle mule pullers.

The MP3 embedded with Hanxin No. that you showed at the finalization meeting can be used normally. Reporters on the scene also reported that there is no problem with the sound quality at all.

This is the fundamental reason why I dare to use Hanxin No.1.

I believe in the judgment of the expert group, I believe in the golden name of Huating Jiaotong University, and I believe in the scientific research results of you, the father of chips.

You tell me now that Hanxin No. 1 is not qualified at all..."

Qing Yun smashed the coffee table angrily and glared at him, "Then tell me now! What went wrong?"

The coffee table made a loud noise, startling Cheng Jin.

He stared at first, then retreated under the sharp eyes of Qing Yun's overbearing CEO, and smiled awkwardly.
"You misunderstood. This is a question of the connection between industry, academia and research..."

Cheng Jin's words stopped abruptly in front of a photo, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.

A photo of the facade of a decoration company.

Emperor Yun really lost the patience to deal with this old man who wouldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin, and said coldly,
"Teacher, does this company look familiar?"

After that, he threw the photo directly on the coffee table, lit a cigarette, shook his head,
"Teacher, do you need me to get more information?"

Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat, as if it was being held tightly by an invisible hand. His face turned pale instantly, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his lips trembled slightly, but he could not make any sound.

Damn it, how did this kid know!
His eyes became blank for a moment, as if he had lost focus, not knowing where to look or how to face the situation in front of him.

Cheng Jin's brain was spinning rapidly, trying to find any words or excuses that could save the situation, but every thought was like a bubble punctured by a needle, disappearing instantly.

There's no way to fool him.

His foundation was directly exposed.

Cheng Jin forced a smile on his lips, but the smile was uglier than crying, full of embarrassment and despair, "Xiaoqing...Xiaoqing, please let me go."

After saying that, his knees softened and slid directly under the sofa, kneeling on the ground.

Qing Yun sighed and helped him up.

Pushing Cheng Jin back to the sofa, he took out an ID book, flashed it in front of Cheng Jin, and put it into the inner pocket of his suit.

After Cheng Jin saw the word "national security" clearly above it, he felt like chaff.

He never expected that Qing Yun still had this identity.

What a fool!
Qing Yun stood up and opened the door. Xiao Ya walked in from outside. After closing the door, she also took out a National Security ID booklet and placed it in front of Cheng Jin. Then she took out a portable DV from her bag and took it to the office. There are a few books on the bed.

After Cheng Jin saw clearly the name, position and stamp on Xiao Ya's ID, he slumped there and looked pale.

Qing Yun took out a voice recorder from his briefcase and placed it in front of Cheng Jin. Xiao Ya, who was playing with the camera, also took out a notebook and sat down next to Qing Yun.

Emperor Yun stood up and handed Cheng a cigarette and put it in his mouth to light it. Then he sat down and lit one himself. After blowing a smoke ring at the ceiling, he smiled and pointed at Xiao Ya and himself.
"The two of them meet the procedural requirements. The rules... I guess you've seen them on TV. Those who confess are lenient and those who resist are strict.

Teacher, tell me, what's going on? "

After that, he patted the inner pocket of his suit and smiled at Cheng Jin.

Following his movements, Cheng Jin swallowed hard, his neck twitching and his lips trembling.

At the product finalization appraisal meeting... he made a fake thing!

Where is the Hanxin No. 1...

There is no real Hanxin No.1 in this world!
In other words, there is no Hanxin-1 that can actually be used in this world.

Or to put it further, the so-called Hanxin is just a chip that he used a motorcycle mule to pull. He asked a master from a decoration company to polish off the logo and parameters of the casing, and then printed the logo of 'Hanxin Technology' on it. .

It was the decoration company where Qing Yun took out the photo.

As for the MP3 player that could play songs at the appraisal meeting, it was originally a normal MP3 player, so it was strange that it couldn't play it.

Moreover, he used the genuine chip of the motorcycle mule that he polished, so the parameter measurement is naturally consistent with the polished chip.

Cheng Jin rubbed his hair in distress.

If the world knew that the root of all this was just because he falsified his resume, and then had to tell more lies step by step, and kept wrapping up the scam, would it tear him apart?
"Don't worry, you can organize your language slowly. After all, you are my teacher, so you still have this kind of preferential treatment."

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(End of this chapter)