Chapter 57 Gaffe
Kyoto City Optical Instruments Research Institute.
When Fan Ren arrived, although he was accompanied by Ke Fengyun who had an internal work permit, he was still kept in the reception room outside.
Ke Fengyun looked very apologetic, but he was helpless. The confidentiality level of their institute was very high and some of the regulations were very strict. Even his master Yan Wentai, the director, could not make any concessions.
Fan Ren understood this very well. During his college years, he had visited several research institutes and participated in competition preparations.
At that time, I knew that these national research institutes were not accessible to ordinary people.
He didn't have to wait long. About five minutes later, a middle-aged man pushed the door open and walked in.
"Mr. Fan, I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting."
The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and shook hands with Fan Ren, then continued: "Let me introduce myself. I am the deputy director here. My surname is Zhang. Your relevant materials have been reported. Please follow me. Director Yan is waiting for you in the office."
Having said that, without waiting for Fan Ren to exchange a few words with him, he hurriedly led Fan Ren into the building.
Perhaps because of Director Yan Wentai, all the staff in the institute behaved like this and they were not even interested in taking a second look at the deputy director when he passed by.
But Fan Ren actually likes this concise style of doing things.
"Director Yan is waiting for you inside. Xiao Ke, come with me."
Deputy Director Zhang spoke very efficiently. He took him to the door of the office and took the dusty Ke Fengyun away.
Fan Ren looked at Ke Fengyun's reluctant look with a smile, then pushed open the office door and walked in.
"Hello, Mr. Fan, I have heard a lot about you. Please take a seat."
Yan Wentai came over and Fan Ren sat down. He looked around the office. There were bookshelves piled with books and thick piles of manuscript paper and documents on the desk.
"It's a bit messy and I haven't had time to clean it up. I hope Mr. Fan can forgive me."
Fan Ren quickly shook his head to show that he didn't mind.
He knew that for these people, because they had too many things to deal with, many documents were placed in convenient places for them, and they would not allow cleaning staff to come in and clean them up at will.
Yan Wentai looked to be in his sixties, with half of his hair white and a pair of thick glasses with yellowed frames. He was wearing a very ordinary gray shirt that was washed so much that it looked bleached, and it was obvious that he had worn it for a long time.
Fan Ren immediately showed respect and said, "Director Yan, you're welcome. I'm sorry to bother you by coming here this time."
There was no further politeness between the two, and Fan Ren spoke directly.
"I talked to Dr. Ke for a long time before coming here. It can be seen that your favorite student has learned about my high-voltage radio technology. To be honest, some of my ideas were also prompted by Dr. Ke's reminder."
When Yan Wentai heard his praise for his beloved disciple, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he said, "It's not worth mentioning. There are still many things we need to learn from young talents like Mr. Fan."
"It's like this. The conditions I told you yesterday were well thought out. You said it was inconvenient to talk on the phone. Director Yan, what is the specific problem? I won't hide it from you. Our company is now fully prepared, except for a lithography machine."
There was some helplessness in Fan Ren's words.
Yan Wentai nodded and took over the conversation, saying, "Mr. Fan, why don't you tell me why Xinghai Technology suddenly turned to semiconductors? Sorry, because I need to understand the relevant reasons for the next conversation. I hope you can understand."
Hearing this, Fan Ren did not think much about it. Xinghai's purchase of lithography machines was no secret, and it was even on Baiyue's embargo list of high-tech equipment. As a national research institute, the other party's prior understanding of relevant information was also a disguised form of censorship.
He immediately said, "Xinghai Technology's current R&D project is indeed in the field of semiconductors. Don't be afraid of you laughing at us, we don't know why we were suddenly targeted. This project has always been highly confidential within our company, and the researchers involved have all signed confidentiality agreements."
There was a hint of helplessness in his words, and he continued: "It's like this, Director Yan. Your apprentice signed a confidentiality agreement with us yesterday, so I'll be frank with you. I hope you can keep the rest of the words confidential for us." Yan Wentai didn't care. In his eyes, commercial companies always talked about this and that trade secret, which was far inferior to the truly highly confidential projects of their research institute.
Fan Ren didn't care when seeing this, and told Xing Hai about the research results of graphene purification and carbon nanotubes that had been completed.
At this point, the secret can’t be kept for long, after all, the relevant patent applications have been obtained.
If you are interested, you can find out by searching his name in the patent database.
It is no longer the time when Xinghai was first established. Fan Ren was an insignificant little person and no one cared about him.
I believe that this patent will be exposed before long.
After he said this, Yan Wentai was completely stunned.
"Mass production? Can carbon nanotubes be mass-produced?"
Didn't he hear it wrong?
Fan Ren nodded, and a bit of pride could not help showing on his face. After all, the research on the chip had not really started yet.
But just based on this technology, even if Xinghai stops now, it can still make a lot of money just by relying on this mass production of nano carbon tube technology.
But his goal is very clear, it is always chip technology.
Yan Wentai didn't care about losing his composure anymore. He said "wait a moment" and walked out in a hurry.
Fan Ren was left alone in the office and burst into laughter. He knew that this office had a certain level of confidentiality. He turned around and saw that there were cameras hanging on two corners of the wall.
He didn't dare to move and could only sit there and wait.
Over there, Yan Wentai went out and ran straight to Deputy Director Zhang's office.
Ke Fengyun sat there with an unhappy look on his face. He was called over because his master had instructed Deputy Director Zhang in advance to wait here without saying anything else.
"master?"
Looking at Yan Wentai who pushed the door open with an anxious look on his face, he suddenly felt a little panicked.
The talks didn't go well?
Seeing that Ke Fengyun was the only one in the office, Yan Wentai immediately walked closer and asked, "Mr. Fan, have you developed carbon nanotubes?"
When it comes to this, Ke Fengyun no longer cares about his loss of composure, but when he thinks of the signed confidentiality agreement, he immediately covers his mouth, his face full of discomfort.
"Hey, you're a good kid."
Seeing his apprentice's look, Yan Wentai immediately understood and turned around and walked back to his office.
"master!"
Ke Fengyun's slightly urgent voice came from behind, and Yan Wentai knew what his disciple meant.
He knew how deep his apprentice's love for technology was, and he had no other intention in calling him except to hope for cooperation.
Yan Wentai waved his hand behind him.
"Just wait here."
(End of this chapter)
