Amid the jubilant crowd, only Secretary-General Liu noticed Ji Zhenting faint.
He could not help frowning. Making a scene like that on a day of universal celebration was rather inauspicious.
Secretary-General Liu motioned for the guards to carry him away, then continued applauding as though nothing had happened.
The leaders gathered around the machine and examined it for a long time. Ji Ting said the conservative estimate was lithographic production of 300-320 wafers an hour, and 300 happened to be AL Company's maximum speed.
But Ji Ting gave them another tremendous surprise: 363 wafers in one hour, every single one passing quality inspection.
Everyone let out a long breath. The lithography machine before them was more than a machine. It meant that, in the near future, Huaguo would achieve a fully domestic chip supply chain, and the United States' sanctions plan would collapse completely. Technology blockades, higher tariffs, trade wars-to hell with them all.
Their blood surged hot through their veins. At last, they could breathe freely, and with pride.
Huaguo's first 2 nm chip marked the beginning of a new era. The leadership said it should go into the science and technology museum, while the second would naturally go to Shili.
Unexpectedly, Ji Yanzhi politely declined. He put an arm around Ji Ting's shoulders and said, "Thank you, sir, but our family already has the treasure most worth cherishing."
Ji Ting turned to look at him. Their eyes met, and Ji Yanzhi's were filled with love and pride.
Hearing that, Qiao Hansong smiled broadly. "Quite right. But when Little Ji offers his services to the country, you mustn't hide him away and refuse to let us have him."
His words sent laughter rippling through the crowd. Even Ji Yanzhi's lips curved into a smile.
Qiao Hansong lowered his hand