Zhao Guo Wei was a man in his 50s. He was also the Chairman of Purple Ray Technologies. On the night before, Zhang Wei Jin from Zhong Xin International gave him a call and described a piece of technical information to him.
Zhao Guo Wei's pupils dilated as he listened to him. He exclaimed, "This is impossible!"
"I thought so too at first!" Zhang Wei Jin said on the phone, "The conformity rate of Zhong Xin's 14-nanometer chip is now at 99.2% and its production efficiency has risen by 40%! If you do not believe me, come and see for yourself."
Zhao Guo Wei's body was trembling. "…that tech is almost mythical. As of right now, the conformity rate of Purple Ray's DDR chips is not even 30%. If it were to be raised to even just 60%, production capacity would still skyrocket. It would be equivalent to building another 10-billion-dollar memory pellet factory." He said in a hurry, "Quickly Mr. Zhang, give me Xing Hai Technologies' Mr. Chen's number, I want to call him!"
