A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After the group ate with the leader for a while, the old man, who enjoyed playing with the air fryer, put down his chopsticks: "The results of today's project negotiations with France are in, and it's those three projects you chose..."

Seeing the old man stop eating, Wang Kui and Ding Dana sensibly straightened their chests and waited for their leader to speak.

It was Jiang Xia. Although he had put down his chopsticks, his eyes were glued to the plump, juicy braised pork belly. He couldn't help it; he'd almost exhausted his energy while revising the blueprints, and now all he could see was: meat, meat, I want to eat meat…

Seeing Jiang Xia's longing expression, the old man with round-framed glasses chuckled again, and with a flick of his chopsticks, two large pieces of fatty meat fell into Jiang Xia's bowl.

“He can say whatever he wants, we'll just eat our own food. All political commissars have this problem… Ignore him, ignore him!”

"Ha, Old Liu is right. You guys eat your food. The young man is still growing. If he faints from hunger, I probably won't get any credit either..."

As he spoke, the old man picked up the kettle and clinked it against Jiang Xia's.

"Putting aside the issue of data exchange for now, I want to ask about the further development of computers. Looking at your reports, they all say this could be something that changes the world, but how it will change things, and what kind of changes it will bring, none of them can say for sure..."

Hey~ I thought it was something else.

Jiang Xia took a swig of beer and reflected on the history of computer development over the past few decades.

In fact, the development of computers is quite simple. After semiconductors are applied to computers, the core principles are not much different. As long as you grasp the core points, you can crush everyone else.

"Sir, the development of computers is actually quite simple. Just stack transistors on top of each other, and you can make tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions..." Jiang Xia thoughtfully avoided mentioning the unit "hundred million," not because he was afraid of scaring the old man.

The main problem is that mentioning that organization makes people think he's talking nonsense.

Given the current situation, even the most optimistic person wouldn't have imagined that we would have something like the 055 missile and ginkgo leaves.

Look, even the unit "million" surprised the old man. The two exchanged a glance: "Then what about this price..."

"Hey, no way, Lao Liu. Think about it, we can make so many functions with just a few thousand transistors. If we had a million, we could probably fly! Even if the price increased dozens of times, it would still be worth it!"

"No way! Once we vigorously develop integrated circuit and semiconductor technology, the cost might come down!"

"However, leader, this requires a huge investment, even a long-term, cost-insensitive investment! Do you think we can stick to it?"

The old man with round-framed glasses gave Jiang Xia a disdainful look: "You still have eggshells stuck to your butt, and you think you can teach us how to do things? Can you guarantee that your circuit is correct?"

"can!"

Jiang Xia put down his wine glass, stood up, and twisted his neck.

"Commander, I can! I'm willing to sign a pledge!"

As she spoke, Jiang Xia ran to his desk and began rummaging through it.

"Look, this is semiconductor intelligence that my comrades outside have gathered for me. Right now, they've only achieved medium-scale integrated circuit manufacturing."

"Now is the early stage of semiconductor technology, and the gap between us and them is not large! We need to invest resources and keep up with their pace. If we fall behind even one step, we will fall behind step by step!"

Jiang Xia clutched the intelligence report in her hand, tears welling up in her eyes without her noticing.

These tears are shed for our semiconductor technology, which has stagnated for decades. They are also shed for the grief and indignation of future generations who will be held hostage by our technological bottlenecks.

想想我们在65年就研制出的65型接触式光刻机吧，想想77年魔都那边研制出拥有计算机辅助光刻研磨工艺的GK-3型半自动光刻机吧，想想80年五道口拼了自己小命搓出来的分布式投影光刻机吧。

This model achieves a precision of 3 micrometers!

This "fourth-generation machine," which was already close to the international mainstream level, became the final lament of China's lithography machine research and development.

I am not willing to accept this. I am so unwilling to accept this.

However, no, I'm back! I'll definitely get that leg that was crippled for various reasons back on!

……

The old man, who loved tinkering with air fryers, was so excited to see the little guy with the ahoge in front of him for the first time, and his expression turned serious.

"Great! Since you're so determined, then write up a development plan!"

"Old Liu, is the 'Five-Year Plan' still under review? We..."

"Carefully verify and diligently explore! Since this kid is so certain, why not give him a push!"

What the hell?

"A five-year plan? A plan of this magnitude, and you want me to write a report on it?" Little Doe was shocked.

"Me...me, can I reach it?" Jiang Xia's mouth was dry, and the hoarse voice that came out of his throat startled even himself.

You have to understand, those four words carry a lot of weight; in other words, they represent national policy!

Think about it, all sorts of countries around the world come up with a bunch of "plans" from time to time, but very few of them can actually be implemented.

And China is the premier among these few. If it were to pass…

Even a powerful department like the First Ministry of Machine Building probably couldn't reach this level!

Thinking about it, Jiang Xia felt a little dizzy. "Old Wang, help! I'm short of oxygen..."

"What? Scared? You were full of vigor just now, but you cowered at the mere mention of a name?" The old man with round-framed glasses sneered, "Old Bench, you've probably misjudged me this time!"

"Well, if you're not willing to take responsibility, then let's postpone this matter!" After saying this slowly and deliberately, the other old man bowed forward, his tiger-like eyes fixed on Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia was jolted awake. "No, we can't delay! The U.S. has already released an optical step-by-step repeated exposure system. If we let this go unchecked, we'll definitely be held hostage in the future!"

"It's just a written opinion! I've already written it!"

Seeing Jiang Xia's resolute expression, the two old men smiled silently.

"Alright, alright, don't be so tense. If you have the ability, you have to shoulder the responsibility. Eat the meat, eat the meat, it's getting cold!"

"Old Stool too, always scaring kids like that..."

By this time, Jiang Xia had also come to his senses. "Pshaw, it's just a development plan?"

No one in the world knows more about computers than me!

"This is what I, Jiang Xia, say, and I won't accept any arguments! Let that 'know-it-all' go to hell, this will be my catchphrase from now on!" Jiang Xia thought to himself as he viciously bit into a piece of fatty meat.

Fatty meat at every meal, this year it's our turn! Bald eagle, fatten it up!

With that thought in mind, the oppressive feeling brought by the two old men was also forgotten by Xiao Daimao.

Old Wang and Ding Dana huddled together, trembling. Is this something we should be listening to? Is this something we should be able to listen to?

Looking dazed, Old Wang glanced at the slightly ajar door. Was it too late to run out now?