He had barely finished introducing himself when someone started clapping, and thunderous applause soon filled the entire conference room.
The shareholders who had unconsciously joined in looked utterly bewildered. They had no idea why they were clapping, much less whom they were applauding.
Surely it couldn't be that spoiled rich kid?
Ji Ting nodded quietly, and the applause gradually died down. Director Chang stood with a smile. "Little Ji, I brought you a container of pork knuckle my wife made. I've already given it to your butler. Make sure you eat it."
"Thank..." Ji Ting paused briefly and changed how he addressed him. "Thank you, Uncle Chang."
Being called Uncle Chang made Director Chang beam, while Minister Liang and the others looked on with envy and regret. If they had known this would happen, they would have fought tooth and nail to work alongside Ji Ting. Now Old Chang had landed an enormous windfall.
Secretary Cao stood up beside him and offered, "Little Ji, take my seat."
Ji Ting thanked him but politely declined. "Please stay seated. I have something to discuss in a moment, so it'll be easier if I stand."
At the news that he had something to announce, everyone's eyes instantly lit up.
Once the butler brought over the display unit, Ji Ting wasted no time activating the holographic screen.
"Our country now has an independently developed Miniature Lithography Machine, but two-nanometer chips have already reached the physical limit. At that point, Moore's Law ceases to apply, and research shifts toward improving transistor stability."
With that, Ji Ting brought up a chip design.
The board members, who knew nothing about technology, were completely lost. But the technically knowledgeable leaders' expressions changed dramatically the instant they saw the diagram.
"So our next step is to consign the Lithography