The air in the office hung heavy with tension as Shi Xinyuan hesitated to speak, his words caught in his throat. President Wei Zhengde finally noticed his hesitation, furrowing his brows in concern. Sensing something amiss, he couldn't help but ask, "Xinyuan, what's the matter?"
Shi Xinyuan's voice was barely above a whisper as he slowly uttered his concerns, his tone laced with apprehension. "President, our chip design and development have made significant progress. We have ventured into 8-nanometer chip design for the first time. However, once the design is completed, we may encounter obstacles in OEM production."
Wei Zhengde, hoping to alleviate the tension, replied confidently, "Coffey Company, Becky Company, and Pole Company are all reputable chip foundry companies. Once the chip design is finished, we can entrust them with manufacturing. It shouldn't pose a major problem."