Sizzy ~

There was a constant sound on the screen radio waves. Tang Dao waited for a while and then hung up. The sound sounded very harsh. Just as the screen was about to be cut off, Herman's face jumped out again.

But, it's a little smelly!

It's like someone owes him a lot of debts.

As soon as they met, the other party complained, "Damn it, this broken machine is really a big deal."

"What's wrong?" Tang Dao asked curiously, "It's nothing."

Herman shook his head and said with a headache, "It was a lithography machine that exploded. This is the third time this month. This machine is simply a defeat, it is simply a bomb in the laboratory."

The lithography machine...exploded?

Tang Dao naturally believed that this should be an exaggerated "modification" technique. How could this thing explode? There is no such statement in his only knowledge.

"No one accepts this kind of bad thing. Maybe it will be thrown into the garbage recycling bin tomorrow." Herman said casually.

The scene that just happened was the laboratory's self-protection mechanism, which means automatically cutting off the signal source to prevent any possible accidents. The security forces controlled the scene, but soon discovered that this was a false alarm.

There is not only one laboratory in the entire experimental building. Although the company Hermann works in mainly research "Gundam", its chip technology is also at the forefront of the world.

"What do you mean, is this going to be scrapped?" Tang Dao suddenly seemed to have caught a blind spot and immediately said, his eyes shining.

Herman paused, looked at him, and nodded, "The person in charge of the chip laboratory has decided that he is applying for funds, but it is probably not easy. This latest machine is unstable. If you want to convince those capitalists to invest money again, you will definitely not suffer another loss."

"Can you introduce me?"

Herman understood that the other party had an idea!

He hesitated and nodded, "The latest woodrow lithography machine has a thinness of 30fm in theory. Of course, this is theoretical, but reality slapped it in the face, obviously this is impossible."

fm?

Mr. Tang thought he had heard this wrongly. If he remembered it correctly, the current international trend should still be based on nanometers, followed by Pimi and then Feimi?

This technology is simply terrifying.

You need a microscope to install it?

Otherwise, why is Gundam simply the product of the integration of technology? This "small dot" alone is enough for many people to scratch their heads.

"Then how much minimum it can be for this machine?" Tang Dao asked hurriedly.

"Several explosions have caused serious damage, and the degree of Feimi is unlikely. If you repair it, you will probably get Pimi.

Tang Dao suddenly became "Sparta" and his eyes shone, "Then how much does this cost, I bought it!"

Tang Dao's first idea was to definitely get this thing. The role of lithography machine is absolutely very important. Some people even compared it with the atomic bomb. Of course, in terms of "important position", it is definitely incomparable. You can't use lithography machine to blow up others.

But from a technological perspective, a lithography machine is a machine used to make chips. Just like its name, it is like a carving knife, which prints the designed fine integrated circuit graphics on a silicon wafer through the energy of light. If the atomic bomb is a beautiful building, then the lithography machine is a work of art that can be broken, with two completely different routes, one is a big opening and closing, and the other is extremely fine.

A rough man is suitable for drying up, while governing the country requires careful care.

Moreover, as for current weapons, the role of chips is increasing, and lithography machines are naturally listed as an international embargo list and are expressly prohibited from being transported.

If the Savior Company wants to develop, it is still just eating the butts of Hawkshop and others. He has to go beyond it. This lithography machine is one of the current possibilities.

"I don't know the price, but it shouldn't be cheap." Hermann shook his head.

Tang Dao leaned forward slightly, his eyes were aggressive, and his right hand supported his knee, "Can I entrust you with this matter? Of course, I will not treat you badly, Dr. Hermann, $5 million! As long as you help me negotiate this business."

Herman wanted to refuse, but...he gave too much!

He frowned and nodded slightly, "I can try it, but it may not be successful. The federal government has strict control over high-tech products that need to be destroyed. They even produce them under supervision, but we have to check out the specific ones."

Tang Dao expressed his clarity and smiled, "Please trouble you."

…

New York.

The famous Manhattan area.

The dark night brings rare peace to this rich area.

Hughes Quincy was wearing a small suit and glasses similar to those of the early 20th century. She combed her hair very well, soaked a cup of coffee, turned on the radio, listened to soothing music, and continued her work today.

He is a writer!

It should be said that the character passes on the pen contestant.

He has written for many people: For example, "human affairs" Lao Bu and "popular lover" Mrs. Sa. Of course, he must have some polish in his writing, otherwise how hot is this money?

The reason why I write at night is probably because nonsense is easy to write.

It is still difficult to talk lies during the day when you open your eyes.

Just as Quincy was about to lift the pen and prepare for it, the sound of pushing the door interrupted his thoughts. He raised his head and saw his wife walking in, frowning, "I can't disturb me when I'm writing. I've said it many times, my dear."

"Of course, I'm sorry, but I'm here to tell you something."

"What?" Quincy asked.

"I'm here to find you today, but you're not here. He wants you to help write a biography of your personalities."

When Quincy heard that he was working again, he waved his hand and was very impatient, "Oh my God, I'm getting too big now. I've already arranged my plans for this year or even next year. I don't have that much time."

"He gave $600,000!" said his wife.

Quincy suddenly became quiet and his mood gradually stabilized, but he was still very upset, "This is not a matter of money."

"The rent will expire next month. This money is enough for us to buy the place. Don't you like this place? The landlord costs $500,000, which is just enough for us to use."

This made Quincy's heart feel hesitant.

"The guest said, if you can write it within a month, add another $1 million!" When his wife said this, her tone was also excited, staring at her husband with a stimulating look. She hoped to stop from the other party's mouth to the answer.

1 million!

Quincy swallowed and directly eliminated the last bit of hesitation. It's just a fuck!

Don't panic, go on recklessly.

As long as you are not dead, you will die.

Quincy nodded cautiously, "Okay! Who did the customer say it is?"

"Mr. Nicholas Tang." His wife said excitedly.

Quincy was stunned. He was a man who was a savor. Of course, he knew some familiar names. This name was so familiar. It was very popular on TV recently. Who doesn’t know now?

The cancer elimination needle has been clamored online, but the specific data has not yet been released. However, according to people familiar with the matter, some people have already taken resources as test items and have been greatly successful. The cancer cells on their bodies have been eliminated and are recovering from vitality.

This is the gossip.

But Quincy has met more "high-level" people, and he knows that this is not fake, but real!

The beneficiary is a member of a savior consortium.

This is simply...

It's just the thunder from the blue!

But I don’t know why the Savior Company blocked the news. Many people outside still have great doubts about Tang’s products because they think it’s a joke.

If someone shows up, it will definitely be different.

Quincy also has political vision. He thinks that Nicholas is holding his big move...

But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with him. The other party gives him money and he works, that's all.

"Okay! I'll take it." Quincy said.

The wife happily gave her husband a kiss and left happily, and her bag was getting cold.

...
Chapter completed!