The city wakes up with great fanfare. In fact, the city never goes to sleep. When we go to sleep, it is just because the double-layered windows are closed that we cannot hear.
A city like Magic City never stops.
Downstairs, the street stalls that were still there two years ago have disappeared. In the breakfast shop opposite, people are coming and going, and it is so quiet that it makes people lose their appetite. The difference between this city and that city seems to be only geography and
Size, everything else is strikingly similar.
"Fang cake, Poria cake - Dingsheng cake, mint cake -"
I can no longer hear the hawking sounds in the alleys in old movies. And when the weather is hot, the hawking of "Gardenia - White Orchid!" is like a soprano, crisp and soft. The girls' plain clothes
The clothes are also dyed with the fragrance of flowers, as simple as their shy smiles.
Originally, wasn't Shang Hai's morning supposed to be like this?
Yes, that's it. Zhao Song's beautiful day started with a dispute with the stall owner's wife.
What is the difference between tofu nao and tofu pudding?
Which one is better, Mandarin or Wu dialect?
If the landlady hadn't seemed to recognize the appearance of the richest man, Zhao Songfei and others would have argued with her about the status of the Wu dialect in the "Wu Dialect Taihu Film, Su Hujia Film".
But he is not a gentleman from the capital, nor is he a young man from Shanghai, and those inexplicable feelings of superiority have nothing to do with him.
What Zhao Song was concerned about was that the breakfast in front of him did not suit their taste at all.
Binjiang World Trade Garden.
The brother and sister looked at the table full of breakfast with sad faces, unable to eat anything.
Apart from having more money, they are ordinary northerners. Even Xiaoyu, a native of the capital, can't stand the three most important dishes in the capital (bean juice, braised pork, and fried liver).
Being normal and adding more saltiness is their daily eating habit.
This one in front of you, soft tofu, spicy oil, seaweed, shrimp skin, what the hell?
It wasn't until Xiaoyu, who was planning to find another way, made the baked biscuits into Oreos that Zhao Song reluctantly gave up and said: "Let's just eat it. We will live in 404 tonight. Let the state banquet chef cook whatever we want."
"Oh." Xiaoyu agreed dully.
Snoring~
He put down the bowls and chopsticks, ignored the other sweets on the table, and then walked out of the house together after cleaning up.
"Xiao Yu, I dreamed last night that we would eat roast duck together."
"Oh, have I eaten?"
"No, you just watched me eat it."
"..." Xiaoyu got angry, "Brother, have you ever had a fight before?"
Zhao Song took two steps away and said defensively: "Is it necessary to fight?"
"Well, did you help others with their money?"
"What do you mean, do you still have to pay for being beaten?"
"..."
Therefore, there is a reason for Xiaoyu's severe rebellious psychology in adolescence.
"Brother, TVXQ is coming. I want to dye my hair and watch the concert!"
"Then they can't come."
"Then I'll go to South Korea to see it myself and get a tattoo along the way."
"Go ahead and I'll give you a skin graft when I come back to remove the tattoo. How about using suckling pig skin?"
"Brother, how much compensation did you receive when you were beaten? Let me see if you have enough!"
During the fun, with neighbors watching, the brother and sister got into a commercial vehicle with a special license plate.
The siren sounded, and under the leadership of the cavalry, this special convoy rushed onto the main road with great power and disappeared from the sight of the crowd.
In the business car, the low and powerful BGM was playing softly. When its drum beat reached its most majestic climax, the convoy entered the Zhangjiang High-tech Park. On the way to Huahong, one after another the majestic and steady cars
Commercial vehicles are integrated into the fleet.
The chairman of Huahong came, the secretary of the group also came, and representatives of major shareholders also came.
Not long after, the gate of Huahong appeared in front of us. Suddenly, the cavalry in front scattered, the leading car merged to the side, and the commercial vehicle with Zhao Song took the lead and drove towards Huahong.
Xiaoyu lay on the back seat and looked behind curiously.
The fleet is very long, including more than 20 Scott minibuses. Anyone with some knowledge of their license plates will know that they are special.
"Brother, what have you done to deserve such courtesy from them?"
Zhao Song closed his eyes, pointed at the crowd at the gate, and said softly: "It's not what I did, but what they did!"
"Bang bang~"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless hand-held salutes exploded, and colorful confetti scattered, falling on the body of the leading car and also on the hearts of Zhao Song and Xiao Yu.
"Hello, President~"
"Hello, Mr. Zhao~"
"Mr. Zhao, long time no see."
Xiaoyu believed that if the security personnel hadn't stopped him desperately, the enthusiastic crowd might have eaten Zhao Song alive.
Looking back, many people got out of the car. She saw the big beard, Uncle Li Qiang, Director Zhao, and the deputy mayor next to Director Zhao...
They looked at the scene in front of them with smiles, without any impatience or any strangeness, but on the contrary, they were very happy.
"What did he do?"
Xiao Yu murmured to herself.
"Uncle, take you in," a gentle voice came to my ears, and my little hand was held by the ferocious Uncle Zhao, "After you go in, you can see what he is doing."
Looking at her smiling brother in the crowd, Xiaoyu nodded blankly.
Then she let Director Zhao pull her and followed the team into the largest factory. She put on the protective clothing and goggles specially prepared for her, and sprayed the disinfection room up and down three times before walking into a...
Science fiction world.
…
Perhaps in order to welcome the arrival of the visiting group, when Xiaoyu followed the crowd into the workshop, the three largest screens above his head played a welcome message. All the unstarted machines suddenly lit up with crystal green lights, and soft background music accompanied Director Zhao's voice.
The sound of introduction sounded slowly.
"In this "dust-free factory" with less than 100 particles of 0.5 microns per cubic foot, the equipment operates automatically and there are only a few workers on the production line, so we even became the largest group of people."
"The single floor of the clean room is about ten meters high. It has a fully automated unmanned production line and 35 pieces of equipment costing more than 100 million each. Most of them were introduced by your brother two years ago."
During Director Zhao's introduction, Xiao Yu saw the wafer disk, which looked like a large CD, being taken out by an optical axis. It rotated rapidly, was then sucked up by another optical axis, and then sent into another machine.
The blue light flashes and the robot arm swings rapidly, intertwining into an industrial symphony, which is so dizzying.
"The equipment here is advanced and has achieved a yield rate of nearly 80% with the 0.18 micron process. It is heavily guarded and has uninterrupted production 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.
Produces various chips for Tesla, Shenzhou Technology, United Semiconductor, major banks, mobile phone manufacturers, major industrial equipment manufacturers, ISP suppliers, communication equipment manufacturers, and government departments.
Last year's annual output value reached nearly 10 billion.
Most of them are businesses brought in by your brother on his own.
It can be said that even though your brother is the president of Huahong Semiconductor Group, he is also its client!"
Xiaoyu stared blankly at the rows of machines in front of her, and at the scientific researchers who were walking around with blue light lamps.
At this time, the image of the wafer suddenly appeared on the big screen, attracting everyone's attention.
The camera zoomed in and zoomed in, and then people exclaimed in exclamation as if they had seen some magical sight.
"That's one castle after another!"
Xiaoyu thought silently.
Castles made of metal wires are on top of the small wafer.
"Your brother always said that it is the most beautiful scenery in the world."
At this time, Director Zhao’s voice also became a little ethereal:
"Xiaoyu, remember that beautiful name, it's called -