Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

After coming to Neon for such a long time, Shirakawa Kaede has not yet visited Kyushu, and the southernmost point he has arrived is only the Shikoku region.

On the one hand, it is because I am busy with work and have no time to travel around the country.

In addition, when he thinks about Kyushu, there will always be a worry about gain and loss deep in his heart.

But after the carnival of the golden age, the baptism of the bubble era, or as he grows older, he is now able to face everything calmly in his heart.

Now taking this opportunity to inspect Fujitsu's wafer fab, Shirakawa Kaede is ready to make peace with that past.

"Shirakawa-san, our process is still at the world-class level of around 0.6 microns.

This technology is undoubtedly superior to the technology of the United States and Bangzi. It is no exaggeration to say that although our market share has dropped, our technology has always been at the forefront of the world. "

When Moriyoshi Matatsuka introduced the wafer fab, his face and tone were still full of pride.

However, Shirakawa Kaede, who is well aware of the situation Neon Semiconductor faces, knows that this is more like the last afterglow of a hero at the end of his life.

Perhaps less than half of the neon semiconductor manufacturers are actually engaged in the research and development of next-generation process equipment.

"Matsuka-san, is there any progress in Fujitsu's breakthrough in the 0.35 micron process?"

"Uh," Matsuka Nobuyoshi paused slightly, "Due to the general environmental issues, Fujitsu's R\u0026D investment has also been affected to a certain extent."

“In terms of subsequent R\u0026D investment in process technology, SIC can afford half of the funding.

The development is also carried out jointly by both parties, and the final technology obtained is shared by both parties. "

Bai Chuanfeng didn't talk nonsense and took over half of the task.

If technology development falls behind step by step, it will fall behind step by step. SIC has no relevant experience, so Fujitsu still needs to take it forward at this time.

After hearing that Shirakawa Kaede was willing to take the initiative to share the development costs, Matsuka Moriyoshi also hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"That's great. With the help of SIC, our technology will always be able to maintain its leading position."

With the promise of Shirakawa Kaede, a big benefactor, Matsuka Moriyoshi introduced Fujitsu in much more detail.

In fact, if the Neon Semiconductor manufacturer hadn't entered a desperate situation, Shirakawa Kaede would have wanted to directly poach Fujitsu's technical team.

SIC does not plan to enter the wafer processing field on a large scale, but just like Intel, it is reassuring to have its own processing plant.

Because they involve certain technical secrets, and a fab completely under its own control will virtually enhance SIC's risk resistance.

Shirakawa Kaede’s plan is for SIC to have a one-stop supply chain from design to production and sales. The scale may not be large but it must be there.

After visiting Fujitsu's wafer factory, Shirakawa Kaede left by car to head to Fukuoka City.

Subsequent matters will be handled by a professional team, and he no longer needs to personally intervene.

Fukuoka, the gateway city of Kyushu.

As soon as he entered here, Shirakawa Kaede felt that the living atmosphere was completely different from Tokyo.

Ease, comfort and leisure are Bai Chuanfeng's first impression of it.

People here even walk at a much slower pace than people in Tokyo. When you meet an acquaintance on the street, you can stop and chat for more than half an hour.

This is completely unimaginable in Tokyo. When you meet a friend, you only say hello and then leave in a hurry.

However, the appearance of Fukuoka completely broke Shirakawa Kaede's perception of the social atmosphere of Neon. It turns out that Neon also has a slow-paced city with enthusiastic people and beautiful environment.

Outside Fukuoka Municipal High School, Shirakawa Kaede was sitting in the car and quietly looking at this quiet and noisy school.

It is said to be quiet because whether it is on campus or on the surrounding roads, you can hear your own footsteps so quietly.

To say it was noisy was because bursts of reading sounds could be heard from time to time in the teaching buildings.

Either English reading or music chorus, the young voices are intertwined and blended.

Then it rippled back and forth in the quiet campus, forming a wonderful scene of harmonious coexistence of stillness and movement.

Jingle bell bell~

Suddenly, the clear ringing of the bell overshadowed the sound of footsteps and reading, spreading to every corner of the campus.

As if receiving a signal, the neat sound of reading immediately fell silent.

Bai Chuanfeng, who had already opened the car door and was standing on the roadside, seemed to be able to feel the excitement in the classrooms.

Sure enough, within ten seconds, the classrooms in the teaching building exploded one after another.

Countless running and shouting figures swarmed out from the front and back doors of the classroom.

It didn't take more than a minute from the time the school bell rang to the time the school building was filled with running figures.

This is the vitality of youth. Watching this scene, Bai Chuanfeng felt emotional.

"Shirakawa-san~" Kojima got off the car at this time, holding two photos and preparing to hand them to him.

Bai Chuanfeng waved his hand without looking back, their figures had already been imprinted in his mind.

Although he had never actually met them, Bai Chuanfeng knew that he could "see" them.

Sure enough, he saw them at a glance among the dense crowd rushing out of the campus gate.

Buzz~, the discussion of the crowd and the chirping conversations of the students slowly moved away from Shirakawa Kaede.

In his mind and in his field of vision, there were only those two figures getting closer and closer.

"Who will pick us up today, grandpa or mom?"

"I don't know. It would be best if we don't come. This way we can go to the game arcade and play for a while before going home."

"Hey, that's right~"

The two teenagers were chatting and laughing, and they couldn't wait to leave halfway, but just as they were about to run, they found a tall figure in front of them.

"Hey, uncle, what can you do?"

The two teenagers looked at the strange uncle who suddenly appeared in front of them with some vigilance.

However, this place is very close to the school gate. As long as something goes wrong, they are ready to turn around and ask the school security uncle to take action.

Hearing them calling him uncle, they looked at him warily.

Bai Chuanfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but at the same time, he felt a little disappointed. After all, he had missed too much.

"Hey, can I ask your names? I know all the elders in your family~"

"Eh?" The two teenagers looked a little confused.

Do you know the elders of your family? Why haven't they seen it?

However, Bai Chuanfeng's face made them lower their guard a little.

Because that familiar feeling of déjà vu is always a bit unclear.

If they looked in the mirror right now, they would see where that sense of familiarity comes from.

Especially those eyes, which were completely different from the neon man's small, flat and slender eyes.

Double eyelids and bright eyes are what the three people standing on the side of the road have in common.

No, to be precise, they have a lot in common, eyes, nose, face.

Because of the proximity to the school and the sense of familiarity, the boy on the left volunteered to answer.

"I am Kaedeichi, and he is Hiiragiji."

Kaede I, Hiiragi II. For some reason, when I heard this name, Bai Chuanfeng's heart seemed to be severely tugged.

"What a good name, what a good boy~" His lips were trembling slightly, and he tried to make his smile more amiable.

Seeing them staring at him with big eyes and still looking at him with doubts on their faces, Bai Chuanfeng hurriedly took out a wooden box from his arms as if he had just remembered.

"Now, it's our first time meeting you. Let me give you a gift."

As he spoke, Bai Chuanfeng took out the Hetian jade pendant that he had treasured for a long time. Under the sunlight, the warm luster made the word "Chuan" in ancient compilation shine brightly.

The two of them looked at him blankly, unmoved, and Bai Chuanfeng comforted him warmly.

"Don't worry, your mother won't blame you."

The boy named Feng Yi tilted his head, then smiled and said, "Then I'll ask my mother~"

After saying that, he immediately looked behind Bai Chuanfeng and asked loudly, "Mom, can we accept this uncle's gift?"

Bai Chuanfeng's body trembled, extremely complex emotions rose in his heart, and he slowly turned around.

There, not far behind, a woman wearing an apricot coat was smiling and nodding towards here.

"Thank you, uncle~"

Bai Chuanfeng felt a light touch in his hand. When he came to his senses, the two pairs of jade pendants were already in the hands of Feng Yi and Hiiragi Er.

"It's so beautiful~"

"This is mine~"

"Idiot, haven't you noticed the same thing?"

"Nonsense, the Chinese characters on them are obviously different, and the patterns are also slightly different."

However, the quarrel between the two teenagers at this moment could not affect Bai Chuanfeng in the slightest.

He slowly stood up and turned to the figure behind him. Although more than ten years had passed, the years seemed to have left no trace on her face.

The graceful figure, fair skin, and charming smile are just like they were when we parted.

Stopping slightly in front of her, a thousand words turned into a simple greeting.

"Long time no see, Xiaolin-san~"

"Shirakawa-kun, you still haven't changed~"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the wind lingered around them with the laughter of the young man, lingering for a long time.

Life is full of seas, mountains and rivers, but nothing more.

In 1995, NHK prepared a documentary special on the domestic unemployment situation.

They came to a children's institution in Tokyo, where many students' families were in financial difficulty.

A new middle school student whose father had just died of illness and whose mother could not afford to support him had to entrust him to an institution.

"It was an ordinary family when dad was here. Once dad died, the whole family fell apart. If only it could be like an ordinary family, ordinary."

At a temporary recruitment site, Nami, a new graduate, looked at the camera with a bitter smile.

"Graduating from school and entering society is like falling from a shining place into darkness."

In front of a building in Tokyo, Mr. Koyama built a rectangular shelter out of cardboard boxes with a numb expression.

"It's really difficult. No matter how hard I work, I still can't find a peaceful life and have no expectations for the future."

"When I was a child, I wished I could be reincarnated and live another life, but even if I think about it, it won't come true. It will only make me feel sad."

In front of a dilapidated wooden house in the countryside of Aomori, a man in his fifties or sixties with a white towel on his head faced the reporter's camera with a gloomy expression.

“I feel ashamed and sad.

It’s really sad to not be able to eat with your own hands~”

This farmer originally made a living by farming, but later he sold his land and chose to work in a big city.

Now that he has no land and no job, the chores he does in the lumber factory are simply not enough to support his family.

Mr. Kitayama, who is 80 years old, gets up at four or five o'clock every day to pick up empty cans in the park. His 75-year-old wife also helps him carry the bags and collect them together.

"We don't have any old age. In order to live without causing trouble to our children, we won't spend our children's money until we die. We have to try our best to survive on our own."

Although they have the willingness, ability and necessity to work, they do not get the jobs they deserve.

The poor and busy people, the busier they are, the poorer they are, and the poorer they are, the busier they are.

"A normal society, a hopeful society. It should be that if you work hard, you should be rewarded.

But the dilemma faced by many young people now is that no matter how hard they try, they cannot achieve the results they want.

If your efforts are not rewarded, you will become depressed. In other words, I obviously didn't do anything wrong, but I just can't do it.

If things like this accumulate step by step, they will become social problems. "

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