Shockingly, a counterfeit factory has produced a 3-nanometer chip.

Chapter 43 Factory Visit!

Yangcheng University.

Before long, Shen Fei arrived at the school gate. He didn't encounter any dramatic scenes like the security guards chasing people away. In less than 10 minutes, he saw Zhang Mingzhu walking out with a small backpack on her back.

To make the competition easier, she wore a black and white women's suit today, and her long hair was tied in a ponytail, making her look more formal than the last time we met.

"Have you been waiting long?" She walked over with a smile, fine beads of sweat glistening on her forehead.

"Just arrived." Shen Fei naturally took her backpack. "How was the competition? Are you tired?"

"First prize!" Zhang Mingzhu's eyes curved into crescents. "Our team's rural revitalization design plan received a lot of recognition from the judges. They thought it was very feasible... and they will study it carefully."

"Congratulations! But even with such a great plan, you didn't win the grand prize."

At this point, Zhang Mingzhu pouted slightly: "We've made it to the finals, but there are just too many top players. We haven't beaten them yet."

"You didn't tell the judges that my father..."

Haha, Zhang Mingzhu covered her mouth and laughed when she heard this. It seems this person isn't a blockhead after all.

After a brief playful exchange, Shen Fei led her towards the parking lot. "Are you hungry? Shall we eat first, or...?"

"Mingzhu" (明珠).

Shen Fei subconsciously looked back and saw a short-haired girl, also dressed in a black and white women's suit, running over and looking him up and down.

Then, with a mischievous grin, he said, "Oh, so this is your Shen Fei. He's even more handsome than in the photos!"

No wonder she rushed out as soon as the competition ended, leaving us girls behind.

Shen Fei glanced at Zhang Mingzhu, whose face flushed slightly. Then she quickly grabbed the other woman's hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense... Shen Fei, this is my best friend Lin Wei, we're on the same team."

"Hello, Miss Lin." Shen Fei nodded in greeting.

He handled the situation well during their first meeting, and after glancing at Zhang Mingzhu, he said, "Miss Lin, we're going to have dinner. Would you like to join us?"

"Really?" Lin Wei glanced at Shen Fei's reaction, then hurriedly waved her hand.

"Alright, I won't disturb your time together." She kept winking at Zhang Mingzhu, as if she were whispering something to her.

"Mingzhu is in your care now. Remember to take her back to the hotel tonight."

After saying that, he slung his bag over his shoulder and ran off.

On the bus, Zhang Mingzhu said somewhat embarrassedly, "Weiwei just loves to joke around..."

"It's alright." Shen Fei started the car. "What do you want to eat, Cantonese food or...?"

"I'd like to visit your company," Zhang Mingzhu suddenly said. "Is that alright?"

Seeing his expectant look, Shen Fei was somewhat surprised: "The company is in another district. It takes more than an hour to get there?"

"It's okay." She looked at him earnestly. "I want to know what you're doing. Hearing from others and media reports is not as good as seeing it with my own eyes."

These words were more powerful than any confession. Shen Fei remained silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

The car turned around and headed towards the company.

On the way, Zhang Mingzhu once again took the initiative to talk about the African market: "In this competition, there is also an African student team, and they are all using Transsion mobile phones."

A Kenyan boy said that the first signal in his hometown came after he bought a Transsion T80.

"Our signal is indeed a bit better," Shen Fei explained to her briefly as he drove.

"Their infrastructure is underdeveloped, so I designed a phone with high-power signal, which can receive signals from a greater distance than ordinary phones."

"So you're doing more than just business." Zhang Mingzhu's gaze returned to the road ahead, her voice soft.

"It is still changing the lives of many people."

Shen Fei glanced at her but didn't say anything.

More than an hour later, the car drove into the production base.

Transsion's manufacturing base covers an area of ​​more than 300 acres, with neatly arranged factory buildings. As it is a new factory area, the infrastructure is quite good.

Shen Fei parked the car outside Factory Building No. 1 and led Zhang Mingzhu into the workshop.

The assembly line was running, and unlike in other small factories where everything was disorganized, the workers were neatly dressed in dust-proof suits, skillfully assembling mobile phones.

The robotic arm precisely welds the chips, laser-marks them, engraves serial numbers, and finally packages them into boxes.

"This is the T1Pro production line. It's our latest flagship product," Shen Fei said, pointing to the phones rolling off the line. "We have a daily production capacity of 3 units, supplying the entire African market."

Entering the factory, Zhang Mingzhu curiously inquired about everything: "Those chips... are the self-developed chips you mentioned."

"No, that's MediaTek's." Shen Fei led her to the production line next door. "Our self-developed chips will still take some time, but that day isn't far off."

"Yes, I believe you." Zhang Mingzhu nodded, her eyes full of trust.

After visiting the production workshop, Shenfei took him to see the research and development center.

Through the glass-walled laboratory, engineers are testing a new model.

Without exception, they were all ordinary classified projects, and all of them were feature phones supplied to the African market.

Some people are conducting drop tests, while others are conducting waterproof tests.

Yes, Transsion is trying to add waterproofing to its next generation of feature phones, but this will definitely be a standard feature on high-end models.

Not long after we left, we saw a sign that read "Confidential" and contained a symbol for the Mount Tai project.

"This is the software team for Project Taishan; they are developing their own operating system."

Shen Fei tried pushing the door open, then slowly said, "The project is on a tight schedule, they're probably in seclusion again today, looks like we can't get in."

"Haha, going into seclusion for cultivation, that's quite fitting for the occasion."

As they were talking, Zhang Mingzhu very consciously took his hand and walked out. She knew there were some things she wasn't yet ready to know, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Meanwhile, dozens of engineers were sitting in front of their computers in the room, with code constantly flashing on the screens.

Some engineers were even seen scratching their heads in frustration. The bald island stood out even more against the dark ocean.

After leaving the R&D building, Zhang Mingzhu stood at the doorway, observing everything, and suddenly said softly, "I think I understand you now."

"Understand what?" Shen Fei stopped and stared at her with a curious look in his eyes.

"I understand why you're so busy, I understand the light in your eyes." She turned and looked at him affectionately. "You're not just running a company, you're fighting against the whole world."

Shen Fei was stunned.

Just then, his phone vibrated; it was a call from Li Qing.

"Mr. Shen, Bird's project in Africa has collapsed, at least in Tanzania."

Each of their stores now sells less than 10 units in Africa, with a total inventory backlog of less than 40, and that's all while we're under a ban.

Furthermore, Li Xiangdong in China is also somewhat dissatisfied and has suspended production of the African model.

Before Shen Fei's laughter could reach them, Li Qing reported another piece of good news.