Chapter 586 We have to catch up with them
Mr. Senna's mind was racing at this moment, with many ideas flashing through his head. Since you are in urgent need of it, it will be easy to deal with.

He looked embarrassed and said, "Sir, this is military equipment. I don't think we can do anything about it. And, I believe you have also seen that the other party's asking price is very high."

The middle-aged soldier didn't waste any words: "Mr. Senna, first of all, the SS.11 is what you sold."

Seeing Senna's rapidly changing expression, the soldier quickly changed his words: "But this is your job, and I am not dissatisfied with it. The reason I mentioned it is just to say, Mr. Senna, you are not powerless in the transaction of military equipment."

Senna smiled and said, "You have a point, sir."

"I know that the amount proposed by the other party is somewhat unusual for civilian trade, especially in the absence of physical delivery."

When buying and selling technology, apart from technical data, often no physical goods are delivered.

Senna nodded: "Yes, this amount is very large."

"If it is as they say, and it is indeed helpful to us, then no matter how much the amount is, it will be fully borne by the General Equipment Administration, and it will not be included in the statistics of ordinary imports and exports. Compared to tens of thousands of SS.11s, I think the other party's amount is reasonable. Of course, if we really need it, I hope you can try to lower the price."

Oh, so you are here to give money, why didn’t you say so earlier?

For Senna, this unplanned transaction only concerned him with two things.

First, who gives the money?

Second, who does it belong to?

These two conditions from the General Equipment Administration solved all his problems at once.

It’s still more straightforward to deal with them. They always invest... no, they can always quickly weigh how much to pay.

"So, what do you need me to do, sir?" The general direction has been decided, and the only things left are details.

"I need you to ask the other party to provide evidence - that they actually found the cause of the problem and solved it."

"Sir, finding and solving are two different things."

“Finding is one price, solving is another price.” Even if there is no solution, finding the problem is a gain.

After discussing the details again, Senna devoted himself completely to this matter. If this was bad news before problems such as funding were resolved, it is completely different now.

"Well, I see, okay sir, I will solve this problem for you as soon as possible."

The middle-aged soldier thanked Senna but had no intention of leaving.

Senna was a little surprised about this, but he didn't chase him away because he knew the other party might have something else to say.

It was the younger man who spoke this time.

"Mr. Senna, there is one more thing. I think we need your help."

It was not the middle-aged man who spoke, but the young man. This made Senna realize that his initial thoughts might be wrong. This young man was not the middle-aged man's entourage, but had his own mission.

"Glad to help." Senna smiled.

"I hope you can find out from them the actual development of their computers." What the young man said was completely different from what the middle-aged man said, and it seemed that they were indeed from different departments.

Senna pointed to a name on the note document and said, "Right here, sir. This is the current status of their computer development. I think you are all using it, so you should be familiar with it."

The young soldier shook his head, with a rebellious look that is unique to young people but difficult to express: "No, no, no, Mr. Senna, I am talking about the 'actual' situation. You are not naive to think that what they sell to us is their most advanced one, right?"

Senna resisted the urge to punch him in the face. Someone so young who could undertake such a task was, in some ways, much more difficult to deal with than the middle-aged man.

"Young sir, I think you need to give me a little more hint, or give me a little more bargaining chip. You don't naively think that if I just ask him like this, he will tell me the real situation, right? No way, no way?"

Senna put more emphasis on "youth" and "naivety".

Perhaps realizing that his demeanor and tone were problematic, the young man restrained himself a lot: "We have an important company with a set of software ideas. They have rich experience in implementing this important software. But they lack a computer that is powerful enough, easy to use, scalable and sustainable, but not too expensive. They finally fell in love with the other party's DJS-59, but the DJS-59 is not good enough. It can be implemented, but it is too slow."

Senna smiled and said, “You still have no experience in dealing with the other party.”

"Sir, what meaning do our important enterprises and software have to the other party? Even if they have more advanced computers, this is not a reason for them to break the export ban. Money is important to them, but not the most important." The young man frowned. He didn't know what he needed to come up with to impress Senna, or to impress the Oriental people.

Although Senna was polite, he was actually of higher status than himself.

Seeing this, Senna took the initiative to remind the other party.

"They want technology more than money. But they have high requirements for technology. For example, they don't like the SS.11 we just talked about, and they even sell it to us for money. We don't have many technologies that can satisfy their vision and be allowed to be used by others."

He only sells or trades goods that are licensed to be sold. He doesn't care what is licensed, nor should he care. He only cares whether he has enough chips in his hand.

The young man thought for a long time: "If necessary, they can cooperate with us on this kind of software. It is not on the list of banned technologies, and it is not a controlled item or equipment."

It is normal that a brand new software is not on the list. At this time, software control is still blank and no one has much experience.

Well, it was more or less some bargaining chips, and Senna was very satisfied with it.

Although this chip is completely shrouded in mystery, it is better than nothing.

"Okay sir, I think I can give it a try. But I have to remind you that the best answer I can get is whether the other party has a computer that meets your needs, not the status of the other party's most advanced computer. The two are very different."

The young man nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Senna. I think that's enough."

After seeing off the two people from the General Equipment Administration, Mr. Senna was very satisfied. As for software technology, I don’t believe that the Orientals will not take the bait. This time, they finally have something they produce themselves and that meets the export standards of advanced industrial countries.

Senna felt so wronged that he wanted to cry when he thought that besides reselling Citi chips, the rest of his business could only export food and fertilizers to a country known for its backwardness!
What he doesn't know is that we are very grateful for their willingness to export food and fertilizers. We really need these two things at this time.

This is why we have always called him "an old friend of our people" even after his retirement.

Compared with the Gallic chicken's hesitation and resignation, the American people were completely shocked.

As for this country in the East, although the Americans seem to be disdainful in their propaganda, they will only know the pain when the whip hits them. Their elite class is extremely wary of us, not much worse than the Russians.

After all, no matter how muscular the Russians looked, they had never really beaten me up. But this guy was different. He beat up everyone in his hall.

"10 microns? That's impossible!" A senior top semiconductor expert exclaimed in amazement when looking at the intelligence brought by the Langley Center.

This intelligence came from the Gauls, the Russians, and us on the mainland, and it was verified by multiple sources. Regardless of whether the content is true or not, the source of the intelligence is real.

The people at the Langley Center knew that this situation was very important, as it represented that the other party had gained enormous capabilities and potential, but they had to find professionals to judge how great the capabilities and potential were.

"Professor, let's not discuss the authenticity of this intelligence for now. I want you to judge. If this intelligence is true, how far behind us are they? How many years will it take for them to catch up with us?"

If Gao Zhendong were here, he would definitely answer quickly - "Don't ask, if you ask we will always be 30 years behind."

The professor looked at the two people from the Langley Center as if they were idiots and uttered ruthless sarcasm.

"Catch up? Did you drink too much moonshine from Atlantic City thirty years ago?"

During the 20s and 30s, the American people prohibited alcohol, and bootleg liquor was rampant. The craftsmanship of bootleg liquor varied, and aldehyde residues were serious, which made it easier to drink alcohol and cause brain problems.

The people at the Langley Center were stunned, but they could not afford to offend such top talents who represented huge interests. As long as they themselves were not in trouble, the big companies behind them were not something that low-level employees like them could deal with, and neither could the people at the Langley Center.

"Professor, can you please explain?"

The professor showed an expression that said "people should read more books" and said, "Okay, sir. If this information is true, then it is not a question of how many years it will take for them to catch up with us, but how many years it will take for us to catch up with them in the niche field of digital integrated circuits."

After saying this, he pointed to a chip at hand, ignoring the astonishment and shock on the faces of the people at the Langley Center.

"Sir, do you see this? This is also a digital integrated circuit. There are probably less than 100 integrated components in it."

"Oh my God, how can such a small chip integrate so much?" Even though they are not technicians, people at the Langley Center are amazed by the mysterious beauty of technology.

The professor snorted coldly: "A lot? Then let me tell you, if this information is true, then the Orientals can put tens of thousands of integrated components into a chip of the same size!"

(End of this chapter)