Shockingly, a counterfeit factory has produced a 3-nanometer chip.

Chapter 302 The "Problems" of the Indian Factory: Actually, It Was Just Normal!

However, these words were too harsh, so Lin Bin made up an excuse.

"Because our supply chain can't keep up, we have to compete with mobile phone manufacturers for production capacity for everything from screens and batteries to chips."

But the production capacity wasn't enough, so there wasn't enough spare capacity to make tablets. And…”

"And what?"

Although Lei Jun asked the question, the shifty expression in his eyes clearly revealed his true thoughts. He knew, but he just didn't want to admit it.

"Moreover, tablets have relatively low profit margins and are prone to inventory buildup, which is irresponsible to investors. That's why you cut the tablet line, Lei Jun."

Lei Jun waved his hand again, his face full of bitterness.

"Old Lin, Transsion can make mobile phones, tablets, cars, and chips, but we can't even make a single tablet. Tell me, what exactly is the difference between us and Transsion?"

Lin Bin thought about it and realized that the difference was huge.

They had their own core technology, "chip enhancement technology," from the very beginning of their business, and then they focused on doing all sorts of the most difficult things.

Break through chip blockade, break through manufacturing process blockade...

Rice, on the other hand, is very... very "shrewd." It does whatever is profitable and whatever is easy to produce. If the profit margin drops, it immediately cuts off the product line.

The result was that they did the hardest thing, built the deepest moat, and used technology to establish their brand image. Rice could only watch from outside the moat, and in the end, silently lamented that God was unfair.

After an awkward silence for a while, Lei Jun suddenly asked a question.

"How's the progress at the Indian factory?"

"The equipment has already left the port and will be on duty next month, and installed the month after next."

Anil is currently training the workers. Don't worry, the instructors are all from our side.

"Where's the tech team?"

"They were all transferred from headquarters, all of them are mechanical and electrical engineers. Don't worry, they will pay what they are required to pay, and they won't pay anything they are not required to pay."

Lei Jun nodded.

"No, go and tell Anne that I want to see the rice factory running by February next year, and then we will increase our support."

…………

Time flies, and it's February 20, 2013. The annual meeting has just ended, and Transsion has just resumed work.

Lei Jun immediately went to the Indian market.

It wasn't that they were ambushed by Transsion during the New Year period, but rather that the rice market in India went into production less than five months after the contract was signed.

The speed is astonishing!

Anil provided the land, the money, and the connections; Rice provided the technology, the personnel, and the management.

The Indian government's subsidies have been in place, tariff preferences have been approved, and priority has been given to supplying water and electricity.

The corresponding supporting facilities are also under construction, but the progress there is not as fast as here. It can only be said that the foundation of the power station has been built.

Regardless, the cost of rice in India has decreased by 30%.

The price of the Mi Note also dropped from $339 to $299, resulting in a surge in sales!

Major online platforms have experienced stock shortages, and scalpers have even started charging higher prices in some areas.

Lei Jun stood in the workshop of the new factory, feeling no excitement, only a wry smile.

Rice paid a huge price to get this factory in operation.

Once the equipment arrived, assembly and debugging began immediately, working in three shifts, and trial production finally started today.

But now he regrets adjusting the price a little too early.

This new factory, touted as "Indian speed," looks glamorous on the outside, but once you step into the production line, you'll find nothing but problems.

The yield rate report sent his blood pressure soaring.

However, due to Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's repeated targeting, Reeves is not the best in the world in terms of stress resistance, but it is one of the best in China.

But now he wants to take a whole bottle of blood pressure medication.

After all, the yield rate in China is generally stable between 95% and 99%.

The Indian factory is only 65% ​​complete. He doesn't know if anyone has embellished these figures, but he clearly sees that half of the machines broke down as soon as they were installed.

Many Indian workers found the anti-static wrist straps too tight and secretly took them off, leaving a small mountain of motherboards damaged by static electricity.

As for the Indian government's guarantee of priority power supply...

It was given priority, but the power grid was interrupted three times a day, and most of the time we could only rely on diesel generators to keep up, which increased the cost considerably.

Flies were swarming in the workshop, and in some places, yellow liquid could be seen, along with some...

When he arrived at the monitoring room and checked the surveillance footage, he discovered that the situation was worse than he had imagined.

During the first two days of trial production, some people were sleeping in the absence of proper management.

There are no rules at all.

Although there is domestic management, these Indians simply don't listen, and their efficiency is extremely poor.

A quick calculation shows that the overall cost is 14% higher than in China.

However, on February 18th, the data reported to him showed a yield rate of 98% and a cost rate that was 15% lower than expected.

But just as Lei Jun was getting angry, he saw several Indian engineers.

All three wore glasses, white overalls, and technician badges pinned to their chests.

They were gathered around a city device, one of them holding a notebook and writing something rapidly.

Lei Jun's temper flared up again.

Who hired those Indian engineers?

He glanced at Zhang Feng, and at that moment he felt a great distrust of this factory manager.

Even though he was part of the founding team of the rice company, he was also the head of one of the few factories in China.

He did a terrible job!

Zhang Feng followed his gaze to the screen, then smiled wryly:

"Mr. Lei, I tried my best, but he's one of Anil's men."

He said the government had changed its mind at the last minute and that training local technicians was a condition for the subsidy!

"Let them operate without recording parameters, and set the entire parameter interface password so that only the French engineers can see it."

"Mr. Lei has already set it up," Zhang Feng replied. "A dynamic password is required every time you log in, and the password changes every two hours. The Indians can only see the operation interface, not the parameter interface!"

Lei Jun nodded, but he still felt uneasy.

He saw the application engineer with the laptop finish writing and then put the laptop into his pocket.

It wasn't placed on the worktable, but in my pocket.

"I'm very dissatisfied with the factory. The quality of these workers is too low," Lei Jun scolded Zhang Feng. "I hope that next time I come, the yield rate can be raised to above 80% of the acceptable level."

otherwise……"

Faced with this problem, Zhang Feng felt troubled, after all, the quality of Indian workers was too "excellent".

Lei Jun arrived today and hasn't gone to the toilet yet; otherwise, he would have witnessed the true nature of Indians...

"Mr. Lei, I will do my best to improve the yield rate, but the current situation is just too difficult..."

Since the subsidies have come in, why don't we... that way we can solve the problem at its root?