When Chen Yuan was reborn in 1979, the factory seal in his father's hand was only one inch away from the acquisition document.
As long as the red seal falls, the Huang family will swallow up the Chen family electronics factory, 30,000 backlog sheets, customer book and a group of unpaid workers. His father planned to use the money from selling the factory to pay off debts, pay wages, and then send him to Nanyang.
In his last life, he worked on the semiconductor production line until his death. He had seen the lights in the laboratory stay on all night, and he had also seen the entire production line come to a halt because he could not wait for a single core.
In this life, he did not shout about building a photolithography machine as soon as he opened his mouth.
He first rescued eleven out of eighteen problem sheets and kept the factory with 600 urgent orders; then he started with a rusty old exposure cabinet and allowed the same version of the circuit to be produced stably again and again.
When he walked into Shekou in 1979 with a prototype and an order, what was waiting for him was not a factory building and a discount, but a thirty-day deadline, a training mission for twelve people, and two candidate spaces that did not yet belong to them.
Starting from electronic watches and printed boards, moving towards packaging testing, material equipment and photolithography machines;
From a small factory in Xiangjiang that could be swallowed up at any time, we have embarked on an electronics industry route that truly belongs to the Chinese people.
Everyone said the road was too long, too expensive and too difficult.
Chen Yuan pressed on the road map on the table:
"In the last life, it wasn't that we didn't work hard, it was that we started too late."
"In this life, I will light the fire forty years in advance."
"I bet the Chinese can win."
