Washington, USA, outside the US Patent and Trademark Office building.

Liu Dongsheng, who was wearing a suit and tie, shook hands with a capable white woman in her fifties in her fifties and said with a smile, "Allen, thank you very much for your help, otherwise I don't know when I will get the patent license!"

He stood with Allen, half a head shorter than Allen in high heels.

Alan's exquisite makeup still couldn't cover the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. Looking at Liu Dongsheng, a smile appeared on his face, "You should thank you for your US dollars and your performance in bed. I like gentle and rude oriental men!"

After saying that, Allen hugged Liu Dongsheng's neck, kissed him, smiled and turned around, twisted his coquettish waist and walked towards the parking lot.

Looking at Alan's back, Liu Dongsheng's mouth twitched a few times, took a deep breath, and walked towards the yellow hair waiting for him.

He swore that he would never look for this woman again.

The experience with this woman these days really makes him unable to look back on it.

Although Allen is efficient in his work, in order to obtain a patent as soon as possible, he not only has to pay money, but also sleep with him, which is really embarrassing.

"Mr. Liu, that foreign girl is so coquettish. Even though she is older, she still has charm!" Huangmao looked envious when she saw Liu Dongsheng coming.

Liu Dongshen kicked Huangmao for more than a meter away, "Why didn't you go when you asked you to serve her?"

"I don't like me! I wonder, I'm handsomer than you and younger than you, why doesn't that old woman look down on me..." Huangmao said in annoyance, "As long as she's happy, I'm willing to lick her whole body from her toes..."

"Vomit..." When Liu Dongsheng heard the yellow-haired saying "The Toe", he could no longer help and squatted on the ground and vomited.

The yellow-haired man was at a loss.

"You'll get my toes in the future. I have to find a few women who haven't washed their feet for several months to let you lick them!" After Liu Dongsheng recovered, he threatened the yellow-haired fiercely.

Huangmao was so scared that she quickly apologized, even though he wanted to ask whether Liu Dongsheng really licked the old woman's toes...

"Go to Chicago, now I'll wait for Brother Quan and others to get the Motorola company. Without chips, our patents are all waste paper!" Liu Dongsheng didn't want to stay here.

The yellow-haired man was threatened and didn't dare to let one of them go along the way.

A suburb of Chicago, not far from Motorola, is an ordinary hotel.

"Brother Quan, let's stop talking! It took more than a month and there was no hope at all." Liao Dong looked at Brother Quan who was smoking a cigar in front of him with a distressed look and said.

"If you don't talk, there is no hope. We will invest in it in a few million Hong Kong dollars." Brother Quan spat out a mouthful of smoke and said calmly.

"In Xiangjiang production, they have to send people to monitor it; in mainland production, even if we agree to their monitoring, they don't agree. What hope is there?" Liao Dong didn't understand, what is the meaning of consuming it.

"I have put all my value on it." Brother Quan was still calm.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." There was a knock on the door outside.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was Liu Dongsheng with yellow hair.

"Brother Quan, no matter how powerful a woman like that is, you don't introduce her to me! Otherwise, you can do it." As soon as Liu Dongsheng entered the door, he began to complain.

Liao Dong suddenly became interested, "Brother Quan said that woman likes whips, wax, etc., which did you do?"

"I guess there are quite a few, and I seem to have licked my toes..." Huangmao said while laughing. Before she could finish speaking, she was kicked out by Liu Dongsheng.

"Really?" Even Brother Quan became interested, "That slut has actually been upgraded again!"

"Stop, stop, I've been vomiting all the way." Liu Dongsheng couldn't beat Liao Dong, and even more so he could beat Zheng Quan. He could only change the topic, "The patents between the United States and Japan have been obtained, and only Europe is left. Have you made a sales channel well? Have you reached a chip cooperation agreement?"

When it comes to serious matters, Zheng Quan and Liao Dong were both silent.

"Or there is no progress?"

Both of them nodded at the same time.

"Can you change one? Even if it's an 8th place, it's not that difficult." Zheng Quan cut one with a cigar in his mouth and handed it to Liu Dongsheng. The latter shook his head, but was snatched by Huangmao.

"No. Games are developed for this kind of chip." Liu Dongsheng shook his head. "Why would you like to talk to their marketing department tomorrow?"

"We can't even see each other now, so how can we talk about it?" Liao Dong said, "Mitsubishi found Motorola, and the chips they provide allow China to use CNC systems..."

"What does this have to do with us?" Liu Dongsheng was puzzled.

In the reception room of Motorola's marketing department, several Motorola executives looked at the angry Mitsubishi representative and serious National Security Council official opposite, and also asked, "What does this have to do with us?"

On the table between the two sides, there is a CNC system, with two Chinese characters "Red Flag" on the display screen.

"Mr. Frensby, because of your 68,000 chips, China has a CNC system. They are using the high-performance chips you produce on a large scale to produce CNC machine tools!" Yoshikawa Masao looked solemn. "Although your government has relaxed export controls on China and even cooperated with military projects, and related technologies of strategic level CNC machine tools above three axes; high-performance computer chips are still within the limit! And now, China is using the high-performance chips you produce to enhance their country's manufacturing capabilities!"

If it weren't for American chips, why should China develop a CNC system?

The project that they negotiated for two years was forced to be suspended.

"We have no cooperation with China!" Frensby said coldly, "We have explained this very clearly. Major Howard, you should investigate this clearly!"

"Isn't the chip here yours?" Yoshikawa Masao slapped the CNC system on the table.

He was very upset.

The company suffered a lot of losses in China and was directly thrown into the United States by the company to find trouble for Motorola.

The chip is from Motorola, so you have to pay for this loss.

If it weren't for the highest restricted chip, Yoshikawa Masao wouldn't have trouble with Motorola.

"It is indeed produced by our company!" This point cannot be denied at all. After getting the news and analyzing the internal chips of the Hongqi CNC system produced by the Chinese, Motorola has already been very clear that the Chinese are using their chips.

"Since it is the chips you produce, and they are provided privately to the Chinese. Do you have any losses caused to our company..." Yoshikawa Masao didn't care about that much. Motorola would have to compensate for the money he lost!

"It's right that we produced. Major Howard has found out whether we have provided such high-performance chips to Chinese companies!" Frensby's face showed a playful smile, "What does your company's losses have to do with us?"

"According to our investigation, Motorola has not cooperated with China. The chips obtained by China are completely through special channels." Howard had to speak. "If China obtains them in large quantities, their CNC systems should be more than that."

They have been investigating the matter since they received news from Japan.

If Motorola does export high-performance chips to China privately, it will result in a significant increase in China's manufacturing strength and threaten the US national strategic security, and will be sanctioned.

As it turns out, this doesn't.

Howard's meaning is also very obvious. If the Chinese can get a large number of high-performance chips, they don't even need to talk to Mitsubishi about cooperating with the production of CNC systems.

The 68000 high-performance chip is very widely used, mainly used in industrial controller embedded applications, laser printers, microcomputers and other fields.

With huge sales every year, Motorola has no chance of knowing where each chip is going.

Mitsubishi is completely unreasonable.

"Mr. Yoshikawa, we deeply regret your losses. As Major Howard said, if we open up exports to China, China will produce less than a thousand CNC systems. In order to avoid China getting more, we rejected an order of more than 500,000 chips per year! It is a game console manufacturer in Hong Kong... Many things in mainland China are brought back through Hong Kong." Frensby said coldly.

Five hundred thousand chips, tens of millions of dollars!

When Yoshikawa Masao was stunned when he heard this, he didn't know how to answer.

"Frensby, I don't want to find out that you are secretly providing high-performance chips to China. You should know the purpose of your company's chips!" When leaving, Howard said to Frensby with a serious expression, "The purpose of this chip in the military field is far greater than that of the civilian field."

"Major, we know this more than anyone else." Frensby cursed in his heart. These bureaucrats, anyway, are taking taxpayers' money and don't need to make money by themselves.

"When it's missiles, the aviation industry, or even top-level high-precision manufacturing equipment and high-performance microcomputers, once mainland China acquires a large scale, their national strength will far exceed our imagination. The consequences will be caused to our country's Asian strategy and interests..." Howard said this, "When hesitated, he did not continue to talk about it.

Even if Sino-US relations are in a honeymoon period, the United States and China have a large number of cooperation, and even European countries have a lot of military cooperation with China. High-performance chips are not possible to be provided to mainland China.

Frensby said nothing.

Intel's 8086, 8088 chips based on the x86 architecture pose an increasingly threat to Motorola's chip business. The Chinese market has huge potential, but it cannot be obtained at all.

Just because of that damn export control.
Chapter completed!