Yu Dazui: I was just being presumptuous.

Chapter 89 Yu Dazui: I was just being presumptuous.

Compared to the leisurely April, the entire bee colony was like a tightly wound spring in May.

Every branch office is busy preparing for the upcoming technology launch event.

The footsteps in the corridor quickened, and the elevator kept going up and down. Yang Yi walked from her office to the conference room, and along the way she saw three groups of people running with documents in their arms.

Wang Teng of Swarm Semiconductor has been stationed at headquarters recently and has been working non-stop.

I heard from others that the person in charge of Beehive Semiconductor has not left the company before 10 p.m. for a week in a row.

He was put in charge of everything from renting the venue and organizing all the data needed for the press conference to even matters related to swarm power.

When Yang Yi pushed open the door, Wang Teng had just hung up the phone and hadn't even put it down yet. He looked up at Yang Yi and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Yang, there's a problem with the venue. The conference hall at Kexing Science Park has a scheduling conflict. The time slot we booked suddenly said they need to do equipment maintenance and have to postpone it for two days."

Yang Yi sat down opposite him and pushed the untouched cup of milk tea in her hand towards him: "Is it resolved?"

Wang Teng glanced at the milk tea, didn't drink it, and rubbed his face: "Solved. We changed to the convention center. It's 20% more expensive than Kexing, but the schedule is more flexible, and the equipment is newer. The only problem is that the data presentation needs to be re-adapted to the projection system. I've asked the tech team to work overtime tonight to get it done."

He paused, then added, "It should be running by tomorrow morning."

Yang Yi nodded without asking any further questions. He had always been confident in Zhu Teng's efficiency; even though he worked non-stop, he never faltered when it came to actual tasks.

Two days later, in the afternoon, Yang Yi went to the convention center to check out the venue. The stage had already been set up, and the main screen was a full-length curved LED screen, giving the impression of watching a movie in a cinema when viewed from below.

Wang Teng stood below the stage, holding a walkie-talkie, communicating with the technical team about the coordination of lighting and sound.

Seeing Yang Yi approaching, he tucked the walkie-talkie back into his belt and greeted him: "Mr. Yang, the venue is basically all set. We'll start promptly at 7 p.m. the day after tomorrow."

The media outlets have been notified. More than thirty mainstream technology media outlets have arrived, and several overseas media outlets have applied for broadcasting rights.

Yang Yi looked up at the main screen on the stage: "Is the data presentation ready?"

"It's all ready." Wang Teng nodded. "We have the live demonstration of the GPU and CPU, the comparison of ray tracing effects, the startup speed of the honeycomb system, and the translation loss test of the honeycomb bridge. Zhao Mingyuan also sent people over; the battery samples and test data just arrived this afternoon."

He took a folded piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to Yang Yi: "This is the order of the release process. I've arranged it according to your previous suggestions. Please take a look and see if there are any adjustments needed."

Yang Yi took the paper and glanced at it.

The press conference was packed with events, lasting nearly two hours from start to finish, with tight schedules between each item and no unnecessary digressions.

"Has Mr. Yu from Huawei notified us yet?" He folded the paper and handed it back to Wang Teng. "Ask him for his opinion first. If he has no objection, proceed in this order."

"I'll call Secretary Yu in a bit." Wang Teng took the paper and stuffed it back into his pocket, glancing at his watch. "I'm going back to monitoring the progress; the technical team is still adjusting the color temperature of the lights."

Yang Yi nodded and said nothing more.

Wang Teng turned and walked towards the side of the stage, but turned back halfway and said, "Mr. Yang, remember to silence your phone before you go on stage the day after tomorrow."

Yang Yi paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I understand."

Wang Teng smiled, turned around, and walked away quickly.

His silhouette was stretched long by the stage lights, casting a swaying shadow in the empty exhibition hall before quickly turning into the backstage passage and disappearing into the shadows.

As Yang Yi toured the site, he pondered whether he should also build a similar press conference and exhibition hall when constructing the future headquarters.

After all, the future of Hive has already been decided on two press conferences a year.

Having its own exhibition hall would also prevent the time constraints that happened this time.

Most importantly, you can decorate and renovate it according to your own preferences. Ever since the system greatly improved the effect of his speeches, Yang Yi wanted to set up a small bar for his speeches.

Holding a press conference in a large exhibition hall that looks like a pub would be really cool.

While Yang Yi was still considering the future headquarters' interior design style.

The main screen suddenly lit up, and a test screen popped up. It was a microscopic photograph of a swarm semiconductor chip. The densely packed transistors were arranged in a neat grid on a dark background, like a miniature modern city.

The lighting technician said something on the walkie-talkie, and the image on the main screen went dark, then lit up again, switching to another test image.

Yang Yi withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the exit.

The moment he pushed open the exhibition hall door, the sunlight flooded in, making him squint.

The afternoon light in May, carrying a faint golden hue, fell warmly on the steps outside the door.

The next morning, Yu Dazui's car was parked downstairs at the Beehive Building.

He opened the car door, glanced up at the unassuming office building, straightened his suit collar, and strode inside.

go.

As the elevator went up, he was still thinking about the flowchart he had received yesterday.

Yang Yi arranged for him to sit in the first half of the press conference, about forty-five minutes after it started.

This is not reasonable.

In a typical press conference, the flagship product is usually placed at two-thirds of the way down the stage, when the audience's attention is most focused and their emotions are at their peak.

He has worked in the telecommunications industry for thirty years and has attended countless press conferences, big and small; this is basically an ironclad rule in the industry.

It's understandable that Yang Yi lacks experience in organizing a technology launch event of this scale for the first time, but placing the battery so prominently could disrupt the flow of the entire event if the subsequent content couldn't keep up.

The elevator doors opened, and he walked straight to Yang Yi's office.

Xia He was stunned when she saw him. Before she could announce her arrival, Yu Dazui had already knocked on the door twice and pushed it open.

Yang Yi was sitting at his desk drinking cappuccino when he saw him come in. He put down his cup and said, "President Yu? What brings you here?" Yu Dazui didn't stand on ceremony with him. He walked to the desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "President Yang, I've looked at your flowchart."

"Putting the battery in thirty minutes after the start is too early. The audience hasn't even gotten into the groove, and you've already revealed your hand. How are you going to handle that?"

Yang Yi leaned back in her chair, a slight smile playing on her lips, but said nothing.

Yu Dazui wanted to continue persuading her, but Yang Yi had already opened a drawer, taken out a square box about the size of a keyboard, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards them.

Yu Dazui glanced down and saw a graphics card lying in the box. It had a silver-gray heatsink, a simple and neat structure, and very clean edges.

He picked up the graphics card, flipped it over to look at the ports on the back, examined it from the front for a few seconds, and then suddenly looked up at Yang Yi.

"What is this?!" Judging from Yu Dazui's intermittent voice, he already knew what he was holding, but he still couldn't believe it.

They tried to get a different answer from Yang Yi.

"Reference graphics card." Yang Yi picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said casually, "FG190."

Yu Dazui rubbed his thumb on the heat sink; the metal surface was cool and smooth to the touch.

When he spoke again, his voice no longer held the same certainty: "You think you could develop something like this?"

Yang Yi put down the coffee cup, then took out a small box from the drawer and pushed it over.

The box is smaller and square.

Yu Dazui put down the graphics card, opened the small box, and found a CPU lying inside, fully packaged with neatly arranged pins, gleaming with a metallic luster under the light.

He picked up the CPU, held it up to the light, then put it back and closed the box.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

He leaned back in his chair, staring at the two boxes on the table, his tone a complex mix of amusement and exasperation: "What have I done to deserve attending a press conference like this?"

He looked up at Yang Yi: "Does anyone really care what kind of battery Huawei's phone uses?"

Yang Yi held the cappuccino, a ring of milk foam clinging to the rim of the glass, and kept it down with a smirk on her face: "Haha, that's why I placed you, Mr. Yu, at the one-third mark."

He put the cup down, the bottom of it tapping softly on the table: "We were afraid you'd be overshadowed by us."

Looking at his smug expression, Yu Dazui wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he closed it again.

That's the truth. If Huawei hadn't announced it earlier, it wouldn't have made a ripple at all once the subsequent products were released.

Unlike other domestic technology companies, Huawei has the capability to design its own SoC.

It was through his experience that Yu Dazui realized how difficult it was to bypass foreign patents in chip manufacturing.

He didn't believe that the two chips for which he had already received samples would infringe on any intellectual property rights.

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