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

Chapter 45 Factory Trial Operation!

Not long after, the first Powermax, assembled entirely by local employees, rolled off the assembly line. All the Mauritius employees and visiting spectators cheered excitedly!

This is the first mobile phone manufactured in Mauritius, and it's not a very low-end phone, but a high-end phone priced at $149.

Their eyes all showed anticipation.

Power Max, manufactured by themselves...

Adebayo specially presented this mobile phone, numbered 00001, to Jugnauth with great ceremony: "Sir, this mobile phone is not only a digital product, but also a new starting point for Mauritius' manufacturing industry."

Transsion has pledged to continuously expand this industrial center over the next three years, creating more and more jobs. We don't make empty promises; every word we say will be fulfilled.

Jugnauth took the phone, nodded seriously, and believed Adebayo's words. Then, facing the camera, he gave the voicemail a very loud "GG."

"Starting today, all government official machines in Mauritius will be officially replaced with Transsion. We want to support down-to-earth companies with our own choice."

Over the next few days, the production line continued to ramp up production.

Maurizio's physical stores are already packed with people.

Many users who originally wanted to buy the T1 also voluntarily spent a little more money to upgrade to the higher-end Power Max, something they themselves knew.

Many people walked out of the store with their phones in hand, chests puffed out, with a sign next to them that read: "Our own phones, our own factory."

Transsion's monthly sales in Mauritius have gradually climbed from over 100,000 to over 400,000, representing a month-on-month increase of over 350%.

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Meanwhile, the training center is located on the east side of the park.

120 trainees sat in the classroom, listening attentively to the engineer's lecture. On the podium sat a disassembled Powermax, its parts neatly arranged on a tray.

"Today we're going to talk about battery fault diagnosis."

Transsion certainly didn't hold back on the training.

The engineers who gave the lectures were all technical experts sent from Guangzhou, and they specifically incorporated local culture, using the simplest and most understandable methods to help them learn these basic technologies.

"The Power Max uses a liquid lithium battery, which normally lasts for about 14 to 20 days. If users report that it only lasts for two or three days, what could be the problem?"

A dark-skinned young man raised his hand: "It's probably a problem with the charger. The voltage is unstable, which is why it won't charge properly. The teacher talked about this issue."

"Very good." The engineer nodded. "Anything else?"

Another student said, "It might be due to background processes consuming power, such as keeping Bluetooth on all the time."

"Both are correct." But the engineer was already drawing circuit diagrams on the whiteboard.

"But the most common cause is battery aging. How do you tell? It's very simple..."

He then picked up a multimeter and measured the battery voltage and internal resistance. The students below the stage took careful notes, and some even took photos to prepare for repeated study.

This class has more than 30 students, who are promising talents that Transsion poached from Tanzania.

After Muhammad switched to waveguide, some of his best employees were brought to Maurizio by Adebayo for a new round of technical training. They will then become the seeds to reclaim the market.

After class, the engineer kept the young man who had raised his hand first behind.

"Kamara, you are very talented."

He picked up a report card from the side.

That's right, this free academic center is also based on grades. Those with good grades continue to study for free, while those with poor grades will be expelled from the school after one term and go back to doing what they were supposed to do.

Kamala picked up the results analysis, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"In last week's repair practice, you fixed the motherboard short circuit in 15 minutes. That was the fastest in the class."

Are you interested in joining Transsion's after-sales technical team? Starting salary is $150 USD, accommodation and further training provided.

Kamala's eyes widened, seemingly a little doubtful: "Teacher, really...really? But I don't have a degree!"

"Transsion doesn't look at academic qualifications, it looks at abilities. And the training center is your best qualification." The engineer patted him on the shoulder. "Go to the HR department for an assessment tomorrow. After you pass, you can sign a formal employment agreement."

Soon, Kamala passed a series of tests based on her abilities and officially became a contracted employee of Transsion.

After the news spread, the trainees' enthusiasm for learning soared even higher. They knew that as long as they worked hard, they could join; Transsion wasn't just making empty promises.

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May arrived quickly. In Guangzhou, at the Shen family's old residence.

The century-old lychee tree in the courtyard is in bloom, and tiny white blossoms are scattered all over the ground.

Shen's mother, Zhang Ruyue, was busy in the kitchen early in the morning. She not only stewed fresh chicken soup and steamed sea bass, but also prepared some other less common seafood. She also specially made some northern dishes.

This setup makes it clear that guests are coming to the house. Shen Fei felt a little helpless, as he never received this kind of treatment when he went home.

"Mom, is it really necessary to do so much?"

"It's just a casual meal."

Shen Fei looked at his mother, who was constantly busy between the kitchen and the living room, and shook his head helplessly.

"What kind of casual meal?" Zhang Ruyue glared at him. "This is Mingzhu's first time visiting our home, and it's also the first formal meeting between the two families' elders, so we can't be careless."

Shen Fei stepped back slightly to make way, but danger still befell him.

"You little rascal, you should at least take care of yourself. What if your Uncle Zhang doesn't like you?"

Shen Fei could only retreat hastily. He knew that his mother was now someone he couldn't afford to offend, so he decided to avoid her.

Of the thirty-six stratagems, the best is to slip away first.

Shen Guoming sat on a chair to the side, a thin blanket covering his lap: "Let your mother do her work, it'll make her happy."

At noon, the doorbell rang.

Shen Fei went to open the door, where Zhang Shiqing and his wife, along with Zhang Mingzhu, were standing.

That's right. More than five months after his transfer, Zhang Shiqing finally finished his work and officially brought his mother over.

Today's meal is not only a simple family dinner, but also a welcome feast.

Today, Zhang Shiqing wore a light gray Zhongshan suit, which made him appear less imposing in officialdom and more approachable and friendly.

Zhang Mingzhu stood behind his mother, wearing a light pink dress, her long hair still tied up. She held two boxes of tea and a bouquet of flowers, smiling slightly.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, please come in." Shen Fei welcomed them while stepping aside and taking the two boxes of tea from Zhang Mingzhu's hands.

"Xiao Fei, we meet again." Zhang Shiqing patted him on the shoulder and looked around the courtyard. "This old courtyard has a certain charm; there aren't many like this left in Liwan District."

After everyone went inside and sat down...

Zhang Mingzhu handed the flowers in her hand to Zhang Ruyue. Shen's mother held her hand and looked her up and down, liking her more and more as she looked at her.

"Mingzhu is even prettier than in the photos. Is studying hard at school?"

"It's not hard work, Auntie," Zhang Mingzhu said softly. "Learn as much as you can now so you can better help Afei with his burdens later."