Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 454

Carlisle asked Ryan about the funds without being prompted.

Ryan said, "According to Mr. Quilton's requirements, we've already downgraded the chip's functions. But we need a 72 nm lithography machine for the photolithography we're aiming for.

"Currently, the best lithography machine in the country can produce a 90 nm processor, so we need a 72 nm lithography machine to make our sample. Right now, only Micro Corporation has a 72 nm lithography machine!"

Carlisle pinched the bridge of his nose. "Approximately how much money do you need?"

After a moment's silence, Ryan said slowly, "A conservative estimate would be about 100 million!"

2004 was the year of 90 nm chips.

Micro Corporation had launched a 72 nm chip in December 2004-

That meant that at this particular time, there were very few lithography machines that could produce 72 nm.

Carlisle asked tentatively, "If we have enough money, will you be able to get a lithography machine?"

"Yes." Ryan did not think twice before he answered. "I happen to have a friend who works in that lithography machine company. However, since there is a technical blockade, that country is probably going to prevent advanced lithography machines from being exported to our country!"

Before Carlisle could speak, Ryan continued, "Well, there's still a solution. It's just that it will take longer to transport it here."

"Come and get the money from me this afternoon!" Carlisle avoided mentioning the issues with transport.

He only wanted results. He shouldn't have to worry about the process.

At about 2:00 pm that afternoon, Ryan arrived at the apartment according to the address Carlisle had given him.

Carlisle handed over the check that he had prepared.

Ryan was once again overwhelmed with Carlisle's trust in him. "Aren't you worried I'll run off with this 100 million, Mr. Zahn?"

Carlisle said calmly, "Between earning ten billion and 100 million, which would you choose?

Ryan's hands trembled slightly as he held the check. He looked intensely at Carlisle before

stuffing the check in his pocket and turning to leave.

Carlisle was right. If he could develop that phone and start producing chips, a full-screen phone would be sure to overturn the entire phone industry in the future.

When that happened, Xenos Factory would have countless orders. Even 100 billion would be possible, let alone ten billion.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Carlisle sat in his chair and twirled a pen in his fingers.

He hadn't started up the game project yet. Gareth had invested 200 million, so he would use 100 million to buy a lithography machine.

Making phones did cost a lot of money, especially for the chips.

Once chips and lithography machines became more advanced, they would probably require an even bigger investment.

The game project had to start quickly.

At that thought, Carlisle pulled out his phone to call Sunny.

"Boss?"

"Have you hired anyone lately?"

"We have 12 now. Should I continue?"

"Don't stop hiring. The more there are, the better!" Carlisle hung up and called Anthony at once.

"Mr. Zahn?"

"Anthony, I urgently need a batch of programmers who have experience in game development. Find some for me over the next few days!"

"Approximately how many do you need?"

"The more, the better. We can offer a higher salary if required!"

Carlisle was planning to start the operations of Dragonaire Game Company by next Wednesday.

The popular multiplayer online game called "The Journey" was developed by Colossus Corporation in December 2004. It was tested in 2005 and launched in 2006.

Carlisle did not have time to wait until 2006.

He had to launch the game by the following year.

It was Sunday, and Wanda was at the psychiatric rehabilitation hospital in Yorksle.

She was sitting in the study and reading.

The bookshelves behind her were filled with books about e-commerce.

Ding-dong!

She heard the sound of the villa's doorbell.

Wanda left the study to open the door, only to see several Ferraris parked in the villa's yard.

A young man in his 20s got out of his car.

His hair was dyed completely white, and he looked very pale.

He looked sick.

He wore a white shirt and pants, and even his leather shoes were white.

Wanda looked doubtfully at the young man.

Had he come to receive treatment as well?

All the people here were from wealthy families, and she wondered how much Shein had spent.

The young man walked into the yard and said slowly, "Hello, my name is Finn Murray."