I randomly have a new career every week

Lin Yi temporarily put aside Cisco's matter.

The next thing to do is about the lithography machine.

This is an indispensable tool for making chips.

But with the exception of Asmael, the things made by other international manufacturers cannot meet the requirements.

It's just that now, Asmer's road is blocked.

I don't have any choice.

It can only be developed and manufactured by Godson.

It's just that I haven't found out who the undercover agent is, which is more annoying.

Lin Yi stretched his waist and had to talk to Lu Ying and Sun Fuyu about this matter.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi dialed Sun Fuyu's phone.

"Mr. Lin, are you looking for me?" Sun Fuyu said politely after answering the phone.

"You haven't eaten at noon. Call Lu Ying. I will invite you two to dinner."

Because the undercover agent is still in the research institute, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Lin Yi is going to talk about things in another place.

The lithography machine is the top priority. Lin Yi didn't want to take any risks, so he chose to talk about it elsewhere.

"Then we won't be polite to you." Sun Fuyu said with a smile, "Where shall we eat?"

"Go to King Crab Mansion, we will gather at the door in an hour."

"it is good."

Coming up from the pool, Lin Yi went back and changed his clothes and drove out.

And in this process, Lin Yi's mind never stopped.

Although I already have the memory of the master in my mind, and all the chip knowledge is stored in my mind, I do not have absolute confidence in the research and development of the lithography machine.

All over the world, the top lithography machine technology is in the hands of Asmail.

It will be a very difficult thing to surpass them and create a lithography machine belonging to China Xia. It is not as simple as writing code. This will be a huge challenge!

Call it through!

When Lin Yi was thinking about these things, he suddenly saw a man riding a small motorcycle and hitting his car.

"Can this be hit?"

Fortunately, just after the red light, the car didn't start fast, otherwise it's really easy to get into trouble.

"Ouch, you hit me to death."

After getting out of the car, Lin Yi saw an old lady sitting on the ground, clutching her legs, next to his small motorcycle, as well as fruits and vegetables scattered on the ground.

Call the sky and grab the ground, as if the sky is falling down.

Seeing a car accident at the crossroads, many people gathered around to watch the excitement.

Nothing else, just because the old lady crashed into a Bentley.

But in this case, the old lady riding a motorcycle belongs to the weaker party, and I don't know how the traffic police will judge it.

"How did you drive, don't you know how to look around."

Lin Yi was speechless, and pointed to the traffic light ahead.

"There is a green light in front. I am driving normally, but you suddenly rushed over when you were retrograde, and you blamed me? Is it reasonable?"

"What does it mean that you are driving normally? You are responsible for hitting me. Hurry up and lose money!" The old lady said with a voice:

"I feel that my bones are about to be broken. If I go to the hospital, I won't be able to get it without 1080,000."

"I'm not too embarrassed to care about you asking for money, but you actually want the lion to ask for money?"

"Young man, how do you talk, I am riding a motorcycle, you hurt me, don't you want to lose money? What's wrong? Do you think that driving a BYD is a good one? I tell you, my son drives a BMW. You are much richer."

"BYD?"

God damn BYD!

Although the car labels are all B, there are essential differences.

"Why, you're not happy to say that your car is worthless?" The old lady yelled:

"Even if you are a new BYD, you don't have a son's BMW as valuable, so don't pretend to be big money with me!"

"Let's stop talking nonsense, and wait for the traffic police to come."

After speaking, Lin Yi dialed the police number, and the nearby traffic police rushed over.

"Comrade traffic police, you just happened to be here, this person hit me, what should you say." The old lady's mouth was like a machine gun, and she kept talking when she saw the traffic police.

"I feel boring all over, I have to go to the hospital for an examination, and let him pay me for medical expenses."

The traffic police did not speak, but glanced at Lin Yi's Bentley.

Although the collision was not serious, this car is Bentley’s most expensive Bentley Shangmu, and the maintenance cost is not even hundreds of thousands.

"Old lady, don't worry, we need to look at the surveillance video, and then determine the responsibility for the accident. If he really hit you, we will definitely treat you to justice."

"Do you still need to watch surveillance video? I was knocked down by him, and he has nothing to do. Is this something obvious?" The old lady said reluctantly:

"I am a disadvantaged group, you have to speak on my side."

"You calm down, I know you are a disadvantaged group, but we have to rely on evidence to speak."

Seeing the traffic police stern face, the old lady stopped talking.

Soon, the traffic police called out the surveillance video of the intersection, studied with his colleagues for a few minutes, and said:

"When a car accident occurs, the signal light shows a green light. The Bentley's car is driving normally, without any turn signals, and there is no guiding behavior. And you are retrograde, you must be fully responsible for the medical expenses, and the owner must be covered. loss."

"What are you talking about?! He's not responsible?" The old lady quit, she just sat on the ground, and started to roll around.

"He hit me like this? You said he wasn't responsible? What the hell did you do! Believe it or not, I will complain to you!"

"Then tell me, what is his responsibility?" The traffic policeman said unceremoniously:

"It's so difficult for you to commit suicide by jumping off the building. We still have to decide that the building is too high? Take it down and give you revenge?"

"Then I ride a motorcycle, I am injured, so he is not responsible at all?"

"No, because you are retrograde." The traffic policeman said:

"Besides, I think you should be concerned about compensation. The owner's car is sold for more than 4 million yuan in the market, and the cost of repairing the car is at least 300,000 yuan. You should think about how to compensate."

"What nonsense!" The old lady said excitedly:

"A broken BYD, how can it be so expensive, don't think I am older, you can fool me!"

"First of all, you can see clearly. Although the car is marked with B, it is different from BYD. The brand of this car is Bentley and the price is more than 4 million. As a traffic policeman, I will not make such a joke with you."

"Haha..."

"This old lady is so funny, she actually regarded Bentley as BYD. This is the first time I have seen it."

"The traffic police sentenced them too hard, so they should teach them a lesson. Riding a broken motorcycle in the street every day, and not following the traffic rules, must give them a bitter taste!"

"The maintenance cost is at least 300,000 yuan. It is estimated that she cannot afford to lose her fortune."

"That would have to make her pay, like these old and disrespectful people, absolutely cannot tolerate it!"

Hearing other people's comments, the old lady's voice also rose.

"You don't talk coldly there. Isn't it 300,000? My son has money, and he will be compensated!"

This kind of answer surprised everyone. I didn't expect this old lady riding a motorcycle to be quite rich at home.

The old lady took out her mobile phone and dialed her son's number.

"Son, where are you? I was hit by a car at the corner of the vegetable market. They made me lose money. Come and see."

The old lady hung up the phone, Lin Yi did not leave in a hurry, but sent a message to Sun Fuyu, asking them to wait a little longer.

After about twenty minutes, a white BMW 7 series stopped in front of the old lady.

The door opened, and a fat young man stepped out of the car, almost 30 years old, wearing glasses, and with a somewhat refined atmosphere.

"Mom, how are you? It's okay," the young man said worriedly.

"I feel uncomfortable all over, but the traffic police still speaks to the man and wants me to lose money. Don't you know a lot of people? Think of a way and complain to them!"

Following the gaze of the old lady, the young man was shocked when he saw Lin Yi.

"Director Lin, is it you?"