The scene of the press conference, front row VIP seats.
"Mr. Yu, long time no see, lately your Hua Wei is really in the spotlight!
Before leaving, I was pondering when to visit you and ask for a few 'Light Chips' to study.
You wouldn't believe it, but I went out to inquire, and the black market is now speculating up to a hundred thousand per chip, and even so, there are prices but no market, it's too exaggerated!"
"What's Mr. Liu saying, isn't it just a phone call if you ask?
Although we're still ramping up production capacity and haven't sold externally, even if I'm stingy, I have to set aside a few for you!"
"Mr. Yu, you're generous! That's settled then!"
"Of course, of course! But Mr. Liu, your Jingdong has been thriving in logistics recently, are you perhaps interested in the chip industry as well?"
"Actually, I had some interest, but you doused me with cold water immediately, with this chip of yours, we might not be able to create it even in ten years.
