I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Zhang Menglong didn't stay long on the island; he was there mainly to take care of two things: one was to make sure those Westerners who tried to blockade Huaxia's chip technology would piss off for good, and secondly, to arrange the following chip development work. In just one day, Zhang Menglong had completed these two goals.

As for the rest, Liu Qian would naturally take care of everything in an orderly manner.

When he returned to Huaxia, it was already very late, so Zhang Menglong did not go directly to disturb the professor that Xu Songhai mentioned, but instead posted a status update on his own Weibo account.

"I hereby solemnly announce that I have now taken over as chairman of Silicon Moonlight, and as for the technology blockades by Western countries, I am utterly unconcerned and even feel like laughing. Within six months, Huaxia will start mass-producing a newer generation of high-grade chips, so those from Western countries can suck mouse tails!"

Since the inauguration of the new president of America, countless people have been paying attention to their every move, and this blockade against Huaxia's chip technology has attracted the eyeballs of many Huaxians.

Perhaps the ordinary citizens may not care, but Huaxia's younger generation, especially those who have received higher education, are all extremely anxious.

And these days, the words chips and 5G have remained at the top of the hot search lists.

With a single phone call from Zhang Menglong, this news was directly targeted for the hot search list, and in an instant, all of Huaxia was boiling.

"Damn, Chairman Zhang has made his move!"

"I know Silicon Moonlight; it's the largest chip packaging and testing factory in the world—60% of Huaxia's chip supply comes from there!"

"What does 'utterly unconcerned and even feel like laughing' mean? Even if he bought shares in Silicon Moonlight and became the chairman, what good is it without the technology?"

"Chairman Zhang is rich! Can't he just throw money into research and make it happen?"

"Can you just solve this kind of problem with money? Six months? Even five years wouldn't be enough to reach a world-class level. Zhang Menglong is being ridiculously arrogant this time!"

...

The discussion had just started when Zhang Menglong received another call from Xu Songhai, who told him that all the chip technology experts he asked him to contact were already on board. They were willing to join Silicon Moonlight as technical consultants, of course, as long as it didn't affect their academic careers!

With this settled, the plan was nearly half completed!

Why choose these people? The reason is simple: these are scholars who have devoted their lives to exploring and researching Huaxia's chip technology. If Zhang Menglong shared the relevant technology with them, there would be almost no risk of leakage.

On the contrary, if it were those who studied only for profit, once Zhang Menglong transferred the technology to them, they might turn around and sell it to those people in Western countries, and what would be the point of that!

Zhang Menglong immediately posted a second Weibo update, "Silicon Moonlight has appointed Professor Shao Gang from Jiangnan University and Professor Zhu Minhui from Anzhou University of Technology... and another eight professors with an annual salary of 100 million Huaxia currency to join the Silicon Moonlight R&D team!"

"One hundred million a year?"

"Holy shit! Last year when Huaxia Group offered to recruit PhD graduates at an annual salary of 2 million, I was dumbfounded, but Chairman Zhang just straight-up multiplied it by 50?"

"Damn, is he showing off his wealth? Corrupting social morals? National scientific researchers should live a hard and simple life, Zhang Menglong is destroying the public's principles!"

"Your mom's going to drop dead tonight for sure, you idiot! Those celebrity sluts can afford billion-dollar mansions, so why can't scientific researchers? How much have they contributed to the national development?"

"I'm just laughing here, back in the day when Academician Yuan Longping only bought a car, these moronic keyboard warriors were nipping at his heels. That man fought for his country his whole life. Without his hybrid rice technology, you'd have starved to death long ago!"

"Exactly, don't even talk about Academician Yuan Longping taking a car. Even if he rode a giant panda out, I wouldn't utter a word! He deserves such treatment; what are you, trash? Dry trash or wet trash?"

"I support Chairman Zhang! Scientific researchers deserve better compensation!"

"But seriously, an annual salary of 100 million, I'm really feeling sour. Such a large sum, I'm afraid only Chairman Zhang could pull it off."

"Is it too late for me to start pursuing a master's or a PhD now?"

...

The effect was surprisingly good; aside from a few individuals, most people praised Zhang Menglong's high-priced hiring of professors as an act that was virtually saving society's values.

Subsequently, news broke from within Silicon Moonlight that ever since Zhang Menglong took over, he had fired all employees who had chosen to cooperate with Westerners and agreed to prohibit the sale of chips to Huaxia, even buying out those shareholders' stocks.

With this news, Zhang Menglong's image instantly underwent a qualitative leap, and a cap of patriotic businessman was firmly placed on his head.

...

"Patriotic businessman, where are you off to so early in the morning?" Lu Yiyao asked with a toothbrush in her mouth while Zhang Menglong was preparing to leave.

"I'm going to visit a professor who is also a key figure in our independent chip development this time!" Zhang Menglong gave Lu Yiyao a peck on the lips that were still covered in toothpaste foam, then left directly.

This professor's name was Chen Hui, 61 years old this year. He had been researching in the domain of photolithography machines for a long time. However, the development costs for optical technology were simply too high, and his research funding was so meager that progress was very limited.

But when it came to understanding of photolithography machine technology, almost no one in the whole of Huaxia could surpass him, yet such a talent was living in a small apartment allocated for school teachers close to Jiangnan University.

"What a waste of talent," Zhang Menglong muttered with a wry smile, shaking his head as he looked up at the seven-story residential building whose exterior walls had turned black. It was probably hard to find many professors in Huaxia who lived more frugally than Chen Hui.

Zhang Menglong headed straight for the building, following the address Xu Songhai had given him.

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"Hey, what's with you and this research? Of all things, why focus on photolithography machines? With such high research costs, amounting to hundreds of millions of US dollars at a time, who would be willing to spend so much to fund your projects?" Chen Hui's wife grumbled as she usually did while preparing breakfast.

However, Chen Hui just smiled. He knew his wife didn't mean what she said; she too wished for a better life for the both of them.

In fact, professors generally received decent compensation; Chen Hui earned over ten thousand every month with good benefits, too. But compared to other professors who could easily accept national or corporate projects earning them hundreds of thousands or millions, his monthly income of just over ten thousand seemed somewhat unfit for his title.

"I know you're patriotic, but you still need to have enough food on the table," his wife sighed. "If you had started your own business with Xu back then, we would be living much better than we are now. Our son is about to get married, and with the housing prices in this metropolis, we can't help him out at all!"

"Ah, young people should learn to toughen up, not always rely on their parents!" Professor Chen chuckled.

"Laughing! Still laughing! It's fine to toughen up, but if you get ground down, I want to see if you can still laugh!"

"Knock, knock, knock!" As the couple chatted, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"You keep eating, I'll get the door!" Chen Hui's wife wiped her greasy hands and opened the door.

"You are…?" Chen Hui's wife looked on in astonishment.

"Excuse me, is this Professor Chen Hui's residence?" Zhang Menglong asked politely.

"Chen, someone's looking for you!"

"Who is it?" Professor Chen came to the door holding chopsticks.

"Hello, Professor Chen," Zhang Menglong said with a smile. "My name is Zhang Menglong, the current chairman of Silicon Moonlight. I'm here today to invite you to be our lead technical expert on photolithography machine development. Would you be willing to do that?"

"Photolithography machine development?" Chen Hui chuckled wryly. "Young man, do you have any idea how much funding is required for photolithography machine development?"

Zhang Menglong shook his head, "I don't know how much money is needed, but I'm not short of money. Whether it's several hundred billion or several trillion, just say the word; money is no object!"