Rong Lao asked curiously: "Young man, I want to ask you carefully about the role of this motherboard in the computer and what level of technological content it is."
Jiang Hua thought for a while and decided that he wanted to explain it in a language that Mr. Rong could understand. If they were all professional terms, then Mr. Rong probably wouldn't understand them and would be confused himself, so the explanation would be in vain.
"This motherboard is actually equivalent to a platform that can connect other parts. Without the motherboard, other parts cannot function."
Mr. Rong nodded: "That's very important. The technology content should be very high."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "It is indeed quite high, but it is not the highest among computer parts. The highest is the chip and processor."
Mr. Rong asked curiously: "Actually, what I mean is, can we directly target the parts with the highest technological content and launch them?"
Jiang Hua shook his head: "We can produce chips and processors in China now, but according to foreigners' theories, it only takes about 18 months to replace these things. We currently have too few domestic experts in this field, so we probably won't be able to catch up.
So, investing a lot of energy in this area now is not worth the gain, so it is better to serve people’s livelihood first.”
Rong Lao nodded slowly, and then said with a wry smile: "I am impatient. If we want to occupy the commanding heights of science, we have to keep up with education. This is a long and arduous process. I am impatient."
Jiang Hua came out of Mr. Rong's office and turned around and asked Rong Zhengen: "What's going on? Mr. Rong has basically never cared about specific affairs. How could he ask whether the computer chip can be launched today?"
Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "I'm anxious. I checked a lot of information at home. I felt that computers would be very important in the future, so I was thinking about whether they could be fully localized. I was so anxious that I could explain nothing.
I can pass it on to you."
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"Fuck, get away." Jiang Hua raised his middle finger to Rong Zhengen.
After accepting the praise, Jiang Hua packed his luggage and prepared to return to the capital. The Spring Festival was coming soon. Lan Jieying would not go back with him this year, so she would have to go home alone.
Lan Jieying drove Jiang Hua and Ning Wei to the airport and checked in a lot of luggage, all carefully selected by Lan Jieying, so that the two of them could give gifts home.
"Sister-in-law is so enthusiastic. Now that I have money, I can buy gifts by myself." Ning Wei sat next to Jiang Hua and said to Jiang Hua with a smile.
"Just accept your sister-in-law's kindness."
The plane landed smoothly at the Beijing Airport and was picked up by CITIC employees. They drove two cars over. Jiang Hua had explained in advance that the main reason was that there was too much luggage.
Back home, Jiang Hua found that his home had been renovated and had a completely new look. Although the current decoration was a bit low-key, it was still a new look.
When Zhong Shanyue came back in the evening, he saw Jiang Hua alone and was very disappointed and said: "You are the only one who came back. Didn't Yingying come back?"
"Hey, I'm so obsessed with it. I thought Yingying would come over, so I hired someone to renovate the house, and even changed it to the best bathroom. Why should I worry about you when you're the only one here?"
Jiang Hua was speechless. This son was worthless and the old man didn't want to worry about it anymore.
It is estimated that Zhong Shanyue also has thoughts of urging marriage, but he is embarrassed to say it because he said last year that he would not register until he is old enough.
"Dad, if you want a daughter-in-law, why not urge Yuemin? I have one at least. As long as you are old enough, you can get married, but he has not yet been found."
Zhong Shanyue waved his hand: "I have raised you so much, so I don't have to worry about it anymore. If you want a wife, let him find a wife by himself. If he has the ability, he will get married. If he doesn't, he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life."
Although Zhong Shanyue said disgusting words, the reception banquet to welcome his son home was still held. This time he was going to go out to a restaurant instead of setting up a banquet at home.
Zhong Shanyue drank too much, put his arm around Jiang Hua's shoulders and said, "I'm afraid I won't have any hope of having a grandson in my life. Hua'er, you and Yingying have to work harder, so that I can have a grandson."
The old man was still anxious. Jiang Hua hugged him and comforted him: "Don't worry, you will definitely have a grandson. As for your grandson, wait for me to make arrangements for you."
After Zhong Shanyue finished vomiting, he fell asleep. The two of them were taken home by the driver. Jiang Hua had to clean up before letting Zhong Shanyue sleep comfortably on the bed.
Early the next morning, Zhong Shanyue drank porridge and kept looking towards Jiang Hua's room, waiting until Jiang Hua came out.
Zhong Shanyue asked nervously: "I drank too much yesterday, so I didn't talk nonsense. I always feel like what I said last night?"
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "I'm not talking nonsense, I just expressed my feelings."
Zhong Shanyue waited for a moment, and then asked eagerly: "What's your voice?"
"It's just that I feel hopeless about the prospect of my own grandson."
Zhong Shanyue almost vomited out the porridge in his mouth: "I was talking nonsense after drinking. It cannot be taken seriously. Please stop talking nonsense."
Jiang Hua rolled up his sleeves and sat next to Zhong Shanyue to porridge, filled a bowl of porridge, and then asked with a smile: "Have you been stimulated by something? Let me guess whether an old comrade is holding his grandson to show off to you.
It seems that I have stimulated you quite a bit."
Zhong Shanyue said angrily: "Old Liu, his second daughter-in-law has given him a grandson, and she is holding him in front of me. When we were at war, he liked to have trouble with me. Now it is easy to have a grandson that exceeds
I am not enough for him to win."
"As you said, it's hard for someone to surpass you in one thing, so you just let them have fun. They will be suppressed by you for the rest of their lives, and you're not allowed to let them vent."
Zhong Shanyue said sourly: "I don't mind, just let him get sick. Why would I care? It's just..."
Jiang Hua asked: "What is it?"
Zhong Shanyue said with envy: "It's his eldest grandson. He's white and fat. He looks so cute. I feel jealous just looking at him."
Jiang Hua laughed and said: "Hahahaha, there's no way. Yingying and I are not married yet, so I can't give you a grandson. It's just a matter of Yuemin. Then don't think about it. He hasn't had enough fun yet. Why?"
Maybe I’ll give you a grandson to play with.”
Zhong Shanyue said fiercely: "Why did I give birth to such a virtuous son? Did I commit evil in my previous life?"
"Hey, old comrade, you don't want feudal superstition." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I think Yuemin was suppressed when he was a child. When he grows up, he takes revenge on him when he was a child."
"Revenge is nonsense, you've killed my grandson in revenge." Zhong Shanyue finished the porridge in three gulps, picked up his briefcase and was about to leave. He turned around and said, "I'm staying at home tonight. I have something to talk to you about."
