I Am the President of the University

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Baodao, Hsinchu City.

When the evening news was broadcast, Zhang Zhongmou was talking at home with Liu Deyin, the current head of TSMC, who came to visit.

The content of the conversation was naturally about the university across the Taiwan Strait.

For example, the attitude towards getting along with the other party, as well as the strategic direction of TSMC's future development, as well as investment in Ludao and optical core foundry, etc.

After just chatting for a while, the mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated. \b

It seemed that someone called, but Zhang Zhongmou ignored it.

But a few seconds later, the phone vibrated again.

"Wait a minute, let me check my phone." Zhang Zhongmou frowned and had to interrupt Liu Deyin.

The phone screen lit up, and a missed call and a new message appeared on the notification bar.

The call was not important, the main thing was the content of the message, which shocked him inside.

[Optical core technology has been conquered this afternoon, the news link is as follows. 】

There is a link behind it.

Zhang Zhongmou clicked it, looked at it for a while, and then stood up suddenly.

TSMC Chairman Liu Deyin on the side was slightly stunned. What big thing happened?

"Deyin, the optical core has been captured!"

"What?!" Liu Deyin lost his temper and murmured, "This speed is too fast."

"Yeah, it's too fast." This result was almost beyond Zhang Zhongmou's imagination.

He wandered for a few steps in the study, seemed to remember something, shook his head and suddenly said: "I was wrong before."

Seeing Liu Deyin looking over, Zhang Zhongmou smiled bitterly, "Do you still remember the 2020 Master Think Tank Forum hosted by Baodao Economic Daily last year?" (Actually it is 2021)

"Remember, the Economic Daily invited you to attend. You originally refused, but later you agreed to attend on a whim." Liu Deyin gradually recalled what happened last year. He also attended that forum.

"I remember that Director Zhang also delivered a speech, which mainly analyzed and expressed views on the world semiconductor market situation."

"I said something at that time, do you still remember?"

"You say."

Zhang Zhongmou recalled what happened that day as if it was yesterday, and sighed, "The original words are: After two decades of tens of billions of dollars in subsidies, mainland China's semiconductor manufacturing is more than five years behind TSMC."

"When I hear it now, it seems like a joke." Zhang Zhongmou's face looked a little gloomy.

Liu Deyin quickly consoled him: "Dr. Zhang, optical core has suddenly succeeded, but chip design and chip manufacturing can even be said to be two different fields. I think it will take some time for the other party's semiconductor manufacturing to catch up with our TSMC. "

"Dr. Liang is in Guanghua." Speaking of Liang Yiqing, Zhang Zhongmou's tone was full of regret.

"In mainland China's chip manufacturing, the biggest shortcoming was the [photolithography] link. Now the optical core has become a completely new system, skipping the [photolithography] link, and the level of chip manufacturing has been greatly improved."

"It will take up to half a year from the breakthrough of optical core technology to the realization of mass production of optical cores!" Zhang Zhongmou predicted decisively.

Just like last year when he judged the gap in mainland semiconductor manufacturing.

Generally speaking, his assessment is correct.

Who could have predicted that Guanghua University would suddenly emerge as an alternative?

Liu Deyin fell silent, and the words of comfort in front of him were not comforting himself.

He asked hoarsely: "Then what should we do?"

Zhang Zhongmou took a deep breath and recalled in his mind the recent actions on the other side. Emergency supplies, vegetables and rice were snapped up, and emergency kits for war preparation were given to citizens in many places.

These are all sending a signal.

He didn't dare go deeper.

The more I think about it, the scarier it becomes.

As an old man who single-handedly built the chip foundry empire of TSMC, his eyes shine with sharpness.

"Start a US$100 billion plan to invest in and build factories in many places on the other side of the Taiwan Strait, and build good relations with local governments. Especially in Ludao, Hu Province, we will build the world's largest wafer foundry!"

"One more thing you have to remember is that you must win over Guanghua University, and you must not lose the foundry order for optical cores. Announce the news as soon as possible, donate 100 million yuan to Guanghua University, and donate another one to [TSMC], Named Building.”

Having said this was not enough, Zhang Zhongmou remembered something and looked at Liu Deyin.

"The ribbon-cutting ceremony of the Houtian Strait Research Institute will be held in Ludao City, right?"

Liu Deyin nodded, "Yes, I will ask Vice President Huang to participate in this matter."

"No."

Zhang Zhongmou denied it, looked directly at Liu Deyin, and said in a deep voice: "You will attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony the day after tomorrow with me, and by the way, I will talk to Principal Chen."

"good."

Liu Deyin felt inexplicably sad.

It is obviously the world's largest chip foundry empire, but it is not so humble even to Apple.

What’s all this!

…

Seoul, South Korea, Subway Line 1.

As the oldest subway in South Korea, Line 1 was born in 1971.

The old subway was running, but the occasional bumps made Park Chengyu frown.

His nose twitched and he looked around, finally focusing on a slovenly man in front of him on the left.

The old leather jacket had a lot of mud stains on it, the trousers were jeans that had turned white after washing, and the dark face made him look like he was either a worker or a farmer.

Of course, what disgusted him the most was the smell of the other person.

Smells of the poor.

Suddenly, Park Sung-woo was in a bad mood and cursed in a low voice, "These trashy low-class people are really holding the Republic of Korea back!"

For fear of being heard by the other party, Park Chengyu deliberately kept his voice very low.

Before turning around, he gave the man a look of contempt.

In his opinion, as a high-quality human man and a social elite, living in the same environment with such poor people would make the air turbid.

Speaking of which, South Koreans are quite contradictory.

Many classic films are produced every year, the core of which are anti-capitalist, such as "The Squidward Game".

But the investors in these films are all capitalists.

It's like they hate Samsung and feel that they have been shrouded in the shadow of Samsung their whole lives, but on the one hand they love Samsung because after all, the Samsung Empire is the face of their country.

It's like they hate capitalists because they are not capitalists.

Out of boredom, he picked up his phone and scrolled through the news.

After browsing a few times and preparing to exit, a news item he clicked on made him freeze.

[Guanghua University announced that it has conquered optical core technology. Will China become a world power in science and technology? 】

His index finger slid upwards anxiously, and the more he looked at the back, the colder his heart became.

"How can China conquer optical core technology? It must be fake news!"

At this time, he suddenly thought that Professor Jin, who had left the South Korea Institute of Science and Technology a while ago, went to Guanghua University, right?

At that time, it was quite embarrassing for the two newspaper giants, JoongAng Ilbo and Dong-A Ilbo.

"Professor Jin must have secretly brought the technology to Guanghua University. The despicable Chinese are all a group of thieves!" Pu Chengyu cursed through gritted teeth.

Looking at the comment section again, he saw that most of the people were criticizing the other person, and he felt like he had found a comrade.

He thought of the Dragon Boat Festival, Sheng, and movable type printing, which were applied for world cultural heritage by South Korea, and a light flashed in his mind.

He groaned and quickly typed the next sentence under the keyboard of his mobile phone.

"It is recommended that the South Korea Institute of Science and Technology apply for a patent for optical core technology as soon as possible. Professor Kim Hye-hye, who changed jobs, must have stolen the technology. It must be condemned in the international community! Return the finished optical core to the Republic of Korea! "

Not long after posting this comment, the number of likes exceeded 100, and there were many replies.

But one of the replies left him puzzled.

"It's time to apply, it's time to apply, Smecta~"

…

United States, Stanford University.

In a cafe on campus.

Job is an undergraduate student majoring in computer science at Stanford University. He was originally discussing a group assignment with his classmates, but somehow the topic led to Guanghua University in China, which studies optical cores.

"If any university can develop optical cores, it must be ours in the United States!" Job affirmed.

"Job, you are too extreme. Judging from various data, China's Guangming University has made amazing progress in optical core research." A white girl objected.

However, a yellow-skinned classmate named Zhao licked Job and said, "I agree with Job. In terms of technological level, we have Apple, Microsoft, and Intel. In terms of universities, five of the top 10 in the [World University Rankings] are in the United States. Especially our Stanford University is top 3!”

Speaking of this, classmate Zhao said contemptuously: "If Oxford University, Cambridge University, or ETH Zurich claims to have conquered optical core technology, then I will still believe it."

"Guanghua University is not even among the top 1,000 universities in the world. Those professors and scholars who endorsed them must have received money. After all, Chinese people like to wave banknotes."

The white girl who spoke in front of her looked at classmate Zhao with disgust. She had already expelled her Chinese citizenship before she changed her nationality.

"I support Job, too."

"I think we have to wait and see."

During the discussion, a young man from rural Texas snorted with a big nose and said with a sneer: "I don't know whether Guanghua University can conquer optical core technology, but I know that they have poached many professors from our country. Even if it is really conquered, it will only be achieved by our American scientists!”

Although Job didn't like this Texas country bumpkin, the other person's words understood his thoughts.

"John is right, but I still don't quite believe that the other party can succeed!"

At this moment, the white girl suddenly screamed.

"Light, optical core technology has been conquered!"

As soon as he said this, he even shocked other people in the coffee shop. \b

Qiao Bu and others quickly looked at her mobile phone, but after seeing the news report, they looked at each other.

Job, in particular, angrily shouted: "Absolutely impossible, fake news!"

"How could that rubbish school conquer the optical core? I don't believe it!"

The three classmates who supported Job in front were silent. After all, the news had come out, so it was best to wait and see.

Only classmate Zhao echoed Qiao Bu.

At this time, a thick voice with British emphasis came from beside him.

"Young gentlemen and ladies, are you discussing optical cores?"

Hearing this, Job turned around, and after seeing the face of the person behind him clearly, Job quickly greeted: "Hello, Professor Isaac, I am Timothy Job, a third-year student majoring in computer science."

Professor Isaac is not only the dean of the School of Engineering, but also a famous professor in their computer science major.

The old Professor Isaac nodded, smiled slightly, and asked again, "We are sitting next to you, and we seem to hear you discussing optical cores?"

"Yes, Professor."

After receiving a positive reply from the students, Professor Isaac asked calmly: "What is your attitude towards this optical core?"

"This is not a classroom, everyone can discuss freely and say whatever they want."

But Job was ready to make a move. If he got Professor Isaac's approval, he might be able to study in his graduate school.

"Professor, I think it is impossible for Guanghua University to develop an optical core!"

"Oh? But didn't the news come out?" Professor Isaac raised his eyebrows.

"That's what I think..." Job elaborated his point of view.

After finishing speaking, Job, who looked forward to being recognized by Professor Isaac, suddenly received a reply from an old man in a silver-gray suit next to the professor.

"My thoughts are exactly the opposite of yours. I think this news is true. China's academic community did not have a good reputation in the past, but the changes are visible to the naked eye. Your thoughts are too extreme and are not suitable for academics." The old man Shaking his head directly denied Job's point of view, and even criticized him.

Job was extremely angry, but the old man looked a little strange. He had an impression of famous professors from Stanford University, so he was definitely not from this school.

Logically speaking, if he can stand side by side with Professor Isaac, he must also be a professor.

But because of the other person's last words, saying that he was not suitable for academics, he became furious as he aspired to become a famous scientist, win the highest award in computing, and become a Turing Award winner.

Without thinking, I started spraying.

"Old man, do you know about optical cores?"

"I won't talk about optical cores. After all, it's relatively advanced. Let's talk about computers. Do you know what a red-black tree is? Do you know what the redis communication protocol is?" After saying that, Job snorted and smiled, "Oh, you may just Do you know how to turn the computer on and off?"

Professor Isaac laughed loudly, pointed to his old friend beside him, and asked Job, "Do you know who he is?"

"Who?" Job asked subconsciously.

Professor Isaac still couldn't help laughing.

"His name is Will Stephen, a professor at MIT and Turing Award winner."

Job was dumbfounded.

So, he was just mocking a Turing Award winner, saying he didn’t understand computers?

For a moment, the whole person was spinning.

Professor Isaac and Professor Stephen didn't even look at him, and they had already left the coffee shop.

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