"Boss, this is the record of the entire meeting. This time we got a quota of 5 lithography machines in total, and ten of Intel's vehicles will also arrive at the company at the same time!" A few days later, at TSMC's headquarters, the representative who attended the meeting met with TSMC's chairman Zhang Zhongmou and reported to him about the situation of the meeting this time.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhongmou didn't care about how many lithography machines he had obtained. Instead, he read the content about TRUMPF several times, and then asked, "Didn't you talk to TRUMPF at the meeting?"

"Ah... this is not... it's not our business!" The representative said subconsciously.

"Hutu!" Zhang Zhongmou angrily slapped the table and said, "This foreigner is right. If we continue to develop like this, we will all work for Chinese people in the future!"

"..." The representative was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe, but he gusted in his heart, "Aren't we Chinese?"

"You are only separated from you by a sea. Don't you know how terrifying the potential of the Huaxia Electronic Technology Industry Development Alliance is now? They have reached our hands now. I only found out a few days ago that 80% of our materials come from related companies of the Huaxia Electronic Technology Industry Development Alliance. Now they have already grasped our lifeline!" Zhang Zhongmou sighed.

"Boss, you don't have to worry too much about this. You said that they are just supplying materials. Without lithography machines, they can only supply materials for the rest of their lives!" The representative comforted.

"Hmph, Jiangnan Optoelectronics has already had hundreds of lithography machines in its hands!" Zhang Zhongmou said in a deep voice.

"But those are old-fashioned lithography machines. Now the entire industry has entered a new era. Whoever has the latest immersive lithography machines in his hand will be able to have the chip processing industry in the future!"

"Boss, I said it very clearly at the meeting. AMSL will strictly abide by the relevant agreements. The latest lithography machine will never be sold to Jiangnan Optoelectronics. You can just give it a lot of attention!" The representative continued.

"Oh!" Zhang Zhongmou sighed again and waved his hand to let the representative go, but within a few minutes, the secretary came over and said that Lao Huang was here.

"This guy is here again!" Zhang Zhongmou rubbed his temples. Even if this old friend didn't say anything, he knew very well that he must have come to get the output of a new lithography machine.

Originally, Zhang Zhongmou would definitely refuse such things. After all, the production is not enough for oneself, so how can we guarantee how much to give to others? But now that we have obtained 15 units in one go, there is a lot of spare time. It seems that it is not necessary to help this old friend. So Zhang Zhongmou warmly received Lao Huang, then patted his chest and promised that he would definitely pull the old brother. He even promised to give him at least 100,000 chips by the end of next year, so that Lao Huang would leave thankfully.

But what Zhang Zhongmou still didn't expect was that when he was about to pack up his things and go home from get off work, another person came unexpectedly.

"Mr. Jobs, why are you here?" Zhang Zhongmou asked in surprise when he looked at the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Zhang, I have something to ask for, this time!" Jobs said, and then even more shocked Zhang Zhongmou, because Jobs spoke fluently in Chinese, and it was not standard Mandarin, but a dialect from which place it was.

However, there are not many differences between special dialects and Mandarin, and Zhang Zhongmou can understand it at least. But Zhang Zhongmou has never heard of it. When did Jobs learn Chinese?

"Mr. Jobs, when did you learn Mandarin? I don't know anything about it anymore in the United States!" Zhang Zhongmou was good friends with Jobs when he was working at Texas Instruments.

Because at that time, a large part of the components purchased by Apple were directly purchased from Texas Instruments. Zhang Zhongmou was the third leader of Texas Instruments at that time and had a close relationship with Jobs, and the two were old friends.

So he really never knew when his old friend learned Chinese.

"This was learned unknowingly at the beginning of this year!" Jobs' face was a little pale, and at the same time, he could vaguely see that there were some sweat beads of ice feet, but he sat very well, and seemed to have a completely different momentum from Jobs before.

"It's bad, it seems that Jobs is really alive!" Zhang Zhongmou gusted in his heart. There have been rumors in the room that Jobs' pancreatic cancer has long been terminally ill. The doctor has issued 6 critical illness notices, and it is very likely that he will not last for the past two years.

So Zhang Zhongmou never thought that Jobs would spend the rest of his time not to treat the disease, but went directly to his company headquarters to meet him.

But even in this case, the other party still appears, which means that the other party must have something big to look for him.

"I want 3 million chips, and I will use the latest 50nm process technology to make chips before the end of next year!" Jobs did not make Zhang Zhongmou confused for too long, and directly spoke out his request.

"3 million!" Zhang Zhongmou's face changed instantly when he heard this request. He smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Jobs, you have too many requirements. We only have 10 lithography machines in total. The maximum output of a lithography machine is 2 million pieces per year, and we have to consider the probability of bad products. By then, it would be a miracle to be able to leave half of them."

"In the past year, I will produce at most 10 million pieces, and almost all of them will be taken away by Intel. Where can I get you a production of 3 million pieces!" Zhang Zhongmou explained.

"You got 15 equipment!" Jobs directly exposed Zhang Zhongmou's lie. "The one that belongs to you is Wutai. Your actual output per year is 5 million. What's wrong with leaving me 3 million!"

"But we also have many old customers' businesses to maintain. I can't give you all the 3 million output. That's it, I'll tell you the truth that you're heart-wrenching. 1 million pieces are my limit. This is only for the sake of our old friends for many years!" Zhang Zhongmou said.

"3 million, no one can be missing!" Jobs looked at Zhang Zhongmou for a long time with a cold face, and finally said, "Mr. Zhang, have you forgotten that in 1988, who gave you a life-saving straw?"

"Okay, I even learned the word "life-saving straw"!" Zhang Zhongmou said a joke that was not funny with a dry smile, but his face became solemn or ugly.

The life-saving straw that Jobs mentioned for 198 years refers to the fact that TSMC had just been established at that time, and there were only two second-hand lithography machines in his hand and he could not receive any business. At the time of the crisis, Zhang Zhong was seeking Apple and only received a $3 million business from Apple, which allowed TSMC to have funds to operate.

At the same time, companies like Apple ordered chips at TSMC, which shows that Apple is very confident about the quality of chips produced by TSMC. This was a huge help to TSMC at that time, which made many people who were originally hesitant choose to trust TSMC in the end, and also gave TSMC a prerequisite for its rapid development in the future.

It can be said that Jobs himself was very kind to TSMC and Chang Zhongmou. Jobs took out the life-saving straw for 198 years, and Chang Zhongmou was indeed directly grabbed. But Zhang Zhongmou didn't like this feeling of being owed to be favored, but the other party was Jobs, and he had no choice but to say, "Since that's the case, there will be 2 million, but I have to make it clear that this is really the limit we can achieve. There is no more, and we have to pray for the quality rate to be qualified!"

"No, 3 million is my minimum demand!" Unexpectedly, Jobs was still not satisfied, but he also knew that the kindness could not be exchanged for the remaining one million, so he smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Zhang, please be sure to help me, because this is the last request of a dying man before his death!"

"..." Zhang Zhongmou was completely confused. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the dead are the most important thing in China. Now Jobs actually said that he was about to die, which became his last words at the end of his life. How could Zhang Zhongmou withstand it?

Jobs put a document in front of Zhang Zhongmou and said, "This is the diagnosis given to me by my private doctor. My body is now extremely weak and the cancer has metastasized. I must have surgery next month, otherwise I will not live for two months. But the success rate of the surgery is only 30%, and I am very likely to fall directly on the operating table!"

"And even if the operation went smoothly, I could only live for another 6 months. This is the last requirement in my life. Is Mr. Zhang still unwilling to satisfy me?" Jobs said with a sigh.

"..." Zhang Zhongmou was forced to say nothing, and finally nodded helplessly and said, "Well, three million is only three million, but I can't guarantee you, I can only see if I can mobilize some production capacity from Intel's equipment. If I have good luck, I may have an additional output of 1 million!"

"Thank you!" Jobs said sincerely, then coughed a few times.

"But Mr. Jobs, I'm really curious about something. As far as I know, you are definitely not the kind of person who is willing to use your kindness or even death to make transaction conditions. Why do you do such a thing? This is completely different from what I know you!" Zhang Zhongmou asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!