Chapter 441 I Will Never Forget
The Second Computer Institute also has another name called 156 Computer. There is no doubt that this name has a strong government color.
This is indeed the case. Since its establishment in 1965, it has made great contributions to China's aerospace industry in the past 20 years.
The aerospace industry is a huge project, and the Second Institute of Computer Science has seven research offices under its jurisdiction.
It was formed by the merger of the Institute of Computing Technology, the Institute of Electronics, and the Institute of Physics of the Central Academy of Sciences. The researchers inside are either top experts in the country or top students from prestigious universities.
There are many research groups under the Institute of Computer Science, among which large-scale integrated circuits is a new project launched at the end of 1984.
It is well known that the precision of semiconductors in some special fields does not need to be that high, and reliability is the first factor.
However, these bigwigs at the Institute of Computer Science are well aware that large-scale integrated circuits are the future and are also the core technology that is being tackled internationally.
Just because China doesn’t need it now doesn’t mean it won’t be needed in the future.
At that time, the director of the Science and Technology Department found Huang Lingyi, who was in charge of chip development, and asked: Does the Institute of Computing Technology want to research large-scale integrated circuits?
Huang Lingyi was shocked after hearing this, and then immediately gave a decisive answer.
“If the Institute of Computing Technology does not conduct chip research, people who design computers in the future will only know how to use chips.
How can you design a good computer if you don’t know what’s inside it?”
So Zhang Jin, who was in charge of the Second Computer Institute, discussed with the people in the institute and then went to the higher authorities and talked a lot before he got the task.
After getting permission, Zhang Jin gathered everyone in the institute in a large courtyard for a meeting. Everyone was waiting for the good news.
Looking at the eager faces of the people below, and their expectant eyes.
Zhang Jin himself was also extremely excited. He walked around the stage restlessly, waving his arms.
"I am giving you this mission at the risk of my life, so you must do your best!
Every penny of the institute's funds comes from the state and the people, who save and tighten their belts.
We must live up to this trust! And live up to every effort we make! "
Huang Lingyi in the audience was also very excited!
She knew very well that the work she was participating in was urgently needed by the country and was a mission entrusted by the times. She was both happy and nervous!
When the research and development was initially carried out, the director of the Science and Technology Department often stood outside the laboratory waiting for chips.
The deputy director delivered noodles and bread to the researchers at night, but he himself ran back and forth with an empty stomach.
The person in charge, Zhang Jin, looked at the South Building from afar and said with emotion: " The lights are brilliant."
This scene is passionate yet ordinary.
They have no titles, no honors, no halos or bonuses.
But most people work in obscurity all their lives. They ask for nothing but the prosperity of their country!
However, some things cannot be achieved just by hard work and effort.
Although the Institute of Computer Science has developed some chips, people found that they are completely useless in China.
Except for a few research institutions, there is not even a decent electrical appliance factory in the private sector.
The main application scope of chips is various electrical appliances. Without the market, computer institutes engaged in chip research will find it difficult to continue.
So from the time the project was launched in late 1984 to the summer of 1986, less than two years had passed and the funding for the Institute of Computer Science had begun to run tight.
Zhang Jin and his colleagues have held more than one meeting on this matter. If nothing unexpected happens, the institute will most likely cancel the research on large-scale integrated circuits by the end of the year.
Zhang Jin still remembers how lost everyone looked when he talked to those researchers.
The female comrade named Huang Lingyi burst into tears.
Yes, who wouldn't be sad?
Is this the end of the research lab that everyone has worked so hard on for more than a decade?
Will people who design computers at the Institute of Computing Technology in the future only be able to see the black box and have no idea what’s inside?
Is the Institute of Computing Technology really heading towards a “chipless” future?
Feeling extremely helpless, Zhang Jin still held on to the last glimmer of hope and began looking for "customers" all over the country.
In order to survive, their focus can no longer be limited to specific research institutions. A broad civilian market is needed to support the consumption of big money-consuming chip research laboratories.
However, after traveling all over China, they still couldn't find a factory willing to use their chips.
Most of them don’t need it, but some who do would rather purchase it from abroad.
Because foreign products are mature and cheap, why bother? It’s better to buy than to make.
Just when Zhang Jin was about to despair, he happened to see the conversation between the old man and Baichuan Feng on the news.
At that time, he felt that Baichuan Feng looked familiar, and then he looked through the newspapers of that period.
He finally found the news that the internationally renowned brand Shirakawa Electric had officially settled in Nanshan, Pengcheng.
Although he had spent most of his life in research institutions, he also knew the reputation of Shirakawa Electric.
The Walkmans they produced were rare imported products in China, and many people who went to Japan on business trips would bring one or two back with them.
I have to say that their products are really good, cheap and durable. Zhang Jin has one at home, which his wife asked someone to bring back from Neon.
Although the price of 125 yuan is almost two months' salary for a person, it is still much cheaper than Sony's selling price of four or five hundred yuan.
Zhang Jin's family takes turns using the Walkman, which was manufactured in 1979. It has been almost seven years without any problems.
Therefore, the reputation of Shirakawa Electric is still very good in China.
When Zhang Jin saw this news, his mind became active.
All of Shirakawa Electric's products will use chips, and now they are going to open a joint venture factory in the country.
So could he think of a solution from this aspect? So Zhang Jin immediately told Huang Lingyi and the others to imitate a few audio chips and DAC decoding chips.
He began to ask around using his connections to find out where Baichuan Feng was now, or if he had any special hobbies.
More than a month later, he traveled thousands of miles from Chang'an to Xiangshan Park in Yanjing.
That’s right, Computer Science No. 2 is in Chang’an.
156 Computer is an internal name. Later it had another name that may be more well-known, Chang'an Microelectronics Research Institute.
Zhang Jin, who came from far away, showed Baichuan several chips imitated by the Second Computer Institute as soon as they met.
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Shirakawa, I also brought you some local specialties from Chang'an."
After wiping his hands on the pockets of his clothes, Zhang Jin took out local specialties one by one from the snakeskin pocket behind him.
“The cured lamb is tender and crispy, without any mutton smell. The Demaogong crystal cake is so sweet.
There is also Mihara Polygonum flower candy, which is very fragrant~"
Looking at the large piece of black cured mutton on the stone table, and the handful of candy held in Zhang Jin's hands as if he was presenting a treasure.
Baichuan Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, what a simple person he is.
Thinking that Baichuan Feng was dissatisfied, Zhang Jin slapped his head.
"Look at my memory. I've heard that Mr. Shirakawa likes jade.
How could we forget the Lantian jade, a specialty of Chang'an? You see, these are old items in the homes of the villagers and are not worth much.
Mr. Shirakawa, if you like, you can take them all."
Zhang Jin took out a few wrapped handkerchiefs from the briefcase containing the chips.
Gently untied it, revealing a few emerald green hairpins and bracelets.
However, before he could say anything else, Baichuan Feng smiled and waved his hands.
"Mr. Zhang, you are so polite. I am flattered."
Zhang Jin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Baichuan Feng speak authentic Mandarin.
It seems that the translator I specially hired behind me is no longer needed. It would be great if he could speak Mandarin.
"Mr. Shirakawa, I came to visit you this year. First, I want to discuss the future development of computers with you, and second, I want to..."
Zhang Jin looked at the small chips on the table. These were the result of the hard work of the Second Institute over the past two months.
Baichuan Feng understood what he meant, but this matter was no joke.
"Mr. Zhang, do you know the Paris Coordinating Committee (BCOM)?"
"Uh" Zhang Jin's originally enthusiastic face was suddenly stuck.
How could he not know about Batumi, which is famous internationally but notorious at home?
Because of the iron curtain between AS and AMI, the Western camp countries specially formulated some embargo lists against the other side.
This list mainly restricts the outflow of some sensitive technologies, cutting-edge technologies and rare materials, aiming to curb the technological development of the other party.
Unfortunately, China is also on the embargo list, and is even treated specially as a separate embargoed country.
The embargo list for China has more than 500 items more than that of the Soviet Union and the Eastern Ou countries, which shows what COCOM’s attitude towards China is.
However, things have taken a turn for the better in recent years because of the honeymoon period between China and the United States.
Since the 1980s, COCOM's restrictions on China have been greatly relaxed, otherwise the two would not have joined forces to improve the Seventh and Eighth Masters.
Even this year's "CoCom" decided to implement free exports to China.
The authority to approve exports has been delegated to each member country and no longer requires approval item by item. Export controls on China have become extremely relaxed .
But some areas are still under surveillance.
Western countries are not fools. How can they easily release such technology?
Believe it or not, if SIC dares to export relevant technologies to China, Shirakawa Kaede will soon commit suicide by being shot eight times in the back.
So although Baichuan Feng wanted to help his hometown, he was also clear-headed about certain things.
Know what you can and cannot do.
After hearing Baichuan Feng announce Batum's name, Zhang Jin instantly understood the interests involved.
He looked disappointed and smiled awkwardly.
"It was my fault for not thinking it through. I almost got Mr. Shirakawa into trouble."
As he said this, he put away the chips, hunched his back and prepared to leave.
"These local specialties are given to Mr. Shirakawa. I hope you will come to China often in the future."
"Wait a minute," Baichuan Feng called out to him, as he was about to leave with his bag.
"Huh?" Zhang Jin turned his head in surprise, "Mr. Baichuan, is there anything else?"
"Baichuan Electric cannot participate, but Mr. Zhang may as well ask the local government in Nanshan, Pengcheng, as well as the TV factory in Tianjin and the microwave oven factory in Suzhou."
Zhang Jin's eyes lit up, "Mr. Baichuan, you..."
Baichuan Feng shook his head, signaling him not to say anything more.
"Mr. Zhang, I have another suggestion for you.
The name of the Second Institute of Computer Science is too sensitive, let’s change it to something more down-to-earth.
At least everyone should know at a glance that this is a civilian electronics factory.”
Zhang Jin's body trembled slightly with excitement, "Mr. Baichuan, you... you... are really a good friend of the Chinese people!
I...I bow to you!"
After saying this, the dark man straightened his back and then bent down.
Shirakawa Kaede and Tanaka Yuko bowed and returned the greeting.
After expressing his gratitude for a long time, Zhang Jin hurried back.
Looking at the other person's figure gradually going away, Baichuan Feng's eyes were blank.
The mountains will remember you, the rivers will remember you.
