Chapter 204: Driving a BYD is arrogant! (1 more to order)
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Wu You
Lin Yi put aside the matter of Cisco for the time being.
The next thing to do is about the lithography machine.
This is the same tool that is indispensable for making chips.
But apart from Asmer, the products made by other international manufacturers cannot meet the requirements.
But now, Asmail's road is blocked.
I don't have any chance to choose.
It can only be developed and manufactured by Godson.
It's just that until now, we haven't found out who the undercover agent is, which is more disturbing.
Lin Yi stretched himself, and had to talk to Lu Ying and Sun Fuyu about this matter.
Thinking of this, Lin Yi called Sun Fuyu.
"Mr. Lin, are you looking for me?" After answering the phone, Sun Fuyu said politely.
"I haven't had lunch yet, call Shang Lu Ying, and I'll treat 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 most important thing, 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 Crab King's Mansion, and we will gather at the gate in an hour."
"it is good."
Coming up from the swimming pool, Lin Yi went back and changed his clothes before driving out.
During 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 don't have absolute confidence in the development of the lithography machine.
All over the world, the top lithography machine technology is in the hands of Asmer.
It will be very difficult to surpass them and create a lithography machine that belongs to China. It is not as simple as writing code. This will be a huge challenge!
Call through!
When Lin Yi was thinking about these things, he suddenly saw a person riding a motorcycle crashing into his car.
"Can this be hit?"
Fortunately, the car had just passed the red light, and the speed of the car was not fast, otherwise it would be really easy to cause accidents.
"Hey, you killed me."
After getting off the car, Lin Yi saw an old lady sitting on the ground, clutching her legs, next to his small motorcycle, and fruits and vegetables scattered on the ground.
It's like the sky is falling down.
Seeing a car accident at the intersection, many people gathered around to watch the excitement.
Not for anything else, just because of this old lady, the car she hit was a Bentley.
But in such a situation, the old lady riding a motorcycle belongs to the disadvantaged party, and I don't know how the traffic police will judge.
"How do you drive? Don't you know how to look around?"
Lin Yi was speechless, and pointed to the traffic light ahead.
"There's a green light ahead, I'm driving normally, but you rushed over in the wrong direction and blamed me? Can you be reasonable?"
"What do you mean you are driving normally? If you hit me, you are responsible, and you should lose money quickly!" the old lady said in a loud voice:
"I feel like my bones are going to break. If I go to the hospital, I won't be able to get it without 10 to 8."
"I'm not ashamed to ask you for money, but you actually opened your mouth to ask me for money?"
"Young man, what are you talking about? I'm riding a motorcycle. You hurt me. Don't you want to lose money? What's the matter? You think you can drive a BYD? Let me tell you, my son drives a BMW. You have more money."
"BYD?"
God damn BYD!
Although the car logos are all B, there are essential differences.
"What's the matter, are you not happy to say that your car is worthless?" The old lady shouted:
"Even if you are a new BYD, you are not worth as much as your son's BMW, so don't pretend to be rich with me!"
"Let's stop talking nonsense, and wait for the traffic police to come."
After speaking, Lin Yi called the police, and the nearby traffic police rushed over quickly.
"Comrade traffic police, you came at the right time. This man hit me, what do you say?" The old lady's mouth was like a machine gun, and she kept talking when she saw the traffic police.
"I feel weak all over. I have to go to the hospital for an examination and ask him to pay for my medical expenses."
The traffic policeman didn't speak, but glanced at Lin Yi's Bentley.
Although the collision was not serious, this car is the most expensive Bentley Shangmu under the banner of Bentley, and the maintenance cost will definitely not be worth hundreds of thousands.
"Don't worry, ma'am, we need to look at the surveillance video before determining the responsibility for the accident. If he really hit you, we will definitely seek justice for you."
"Do you still need to watch the surveillance video? I was knocked down by him, and he is fine. Is this obvious?" The old lady said persistently:
"I am a vulnerable group, you have to speak on my side."
"Calm down, I know you are vulnerable, but we have to rely on evidence."
Seeing the stern face of the traffic policeman, the old lady stopped talking.
Soon, the traffic police pulled out the surveillance video of the intersection, studied it with his colleagues for a few minutes, and said:
"When a car accident happened, the signal light showed a green light, and the Bentley car was driving normally, without any turn signals, and without any guiding behavior, and you belonged to the wrong direction, so you should bear full responsibility, medical expenses, and compensation for the owner of the car. loss."
"What did you say?! He has no responsibility?" The old lady quit, sat down on the ground, and began to roll.
"He hit me like this? You said he was not responsible? How did he do it! Believe it or not, I will complain to you!"
"Then tell me, what responsibility does he have?" The traffic policeman said bluntly:
"It's so difficult that you committed suicide by jumping off the building. We have to judge that the building is too high? Take it down to avenge you?"
"Then I'm riding a motorcycle, and I've been injured, so he's not responsible at all?"
"No, because you are going in the wrong direction." The traffic policeman said:
"Besides, I think you should pay attention to the issue of compensation. The owner's car has a market price of more than 400 million yuan, and the cost of repairing the car is at least 30 yuan. You should think about how to pay for it."
"What nonsense!" The old lady said excitedly:
"A broken BYD, how can it be so expensive, don't think that I'm old, you can fool me!"
"First of all, you can see clearly that although the car logos are all B, it is different from BYD. The brand of this car is called Bentley, and the price is more than 400 million. As a traffic policeman, I will not make such a joke with you."
"Ha ha……"
"This old lady is really interesting. She actually took Bentley for BYD. This is the first time I've seen it."
"The traffic police's sentence is too strong, so they should be taught a lesson. They ride a broken motorcycle and wander around the street every day, and they don't obey the traffic rules. They must suffer a little bit!"
"The maintenance cost is at least 30 yuan. It is estimated that she will not be able to afford it even if she loses everything."
"Then she has to pay for it. People who are old and disrespectful like these must not be tolerated!"
Hearing other people's comments, the old lady raised her voice.
"You don't make sarcastic remarks there, isn't it 30, my son has money, and he can afford to pay him!"
Such an answer surprised everyone. They didn't expect that this old woman who rode a motorcycle had a rich family.
The old lady took out her mobile phone and dialed her son's number.
"Where are you, son? I was hit by a car at the intersection of the vegetable market. They made me lose money. Come and see."
The old lady hung up the phone, Lin Yi didn't leave in a hurry, but sent a message to Sun Fuyu, asking the two of them to wait a little longer.
After about twenty minutes, a white BMW 7 Series stopped in front of the old lady.
The car door opened, and a fat young man got out of the car, about 30 years old, wearing glasses, with a bit of elegance.
"Mom, how are you? Are you okay?" the young man said worriedly.
"I feel uncomfortable all over, but the traffic policeman is still talking to that man, wanting to make me lose money, don't you know a lot of people, think of a way, and complain to them!"
Following the eyes of the old lady, the young man was startled when he saw Lin Yi.
"Director Lin, so it's you?"
The next thing to do is about the lithography machine.
This is the same tool that is indispensable for making chips.
But apart from Asmer, the products made by other international manufacturers cannot meet the requirements.
But now, Asmail's road is blocked.
I don't have any chance to choose.
It can only be developed and manufactured by Godson.
It's just that until now, we haven't found out who the undercover agent is, which is more disturbing.
Lin Yi stretched himself, and had to talk to Lu Ying and Sun Fuyu about this matter.
Thinking of this, Lin Yi called Sun Fuyu.
"Mr. Lin, are you looking for me?" After answering the phone, Sun Fuyu said politely.
"I haven't had lunch yet, call Shang Lu Ying, and I'll treat 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 most important thing, 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 Crab King's Mansion, and we will gather at the gate in an hour."
"it is good."
Coming up from the swimming pool, Lin Yi went back and changed his clothes before driving out.
During 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 don't have absolute confidence in the development of the lithography machine.
All over the world, the top lithography machine technology is in the hands of Asmer.
It will be very difficult to surpass them and create a lithography machine that belongs to China. It is not as simple as writing code. This will be a huge challenge!
Call through!
When Lin Yi was thinking about these things, he suddenly saw a person riding a motorcycle crashing into his car.
"Can this be hit?"
Fortunately, the car had just passed the red light, and the speed of the car was not fast, otherwise it would be really easy to cause accidents.
"Hey, you killed me."
After getting off the car, Lin Yi saw an old lady sitting on the ground, clutching her legs, next to his small motorcycle, and fruits and vegetables scattered on the ground.
It's like the sky is falling down.
Seeing a car accident at the intersection, many people gathered around to watch the excitement.
Not for anything else, just because of this old lady, the car she hit was a Bentley.
But in such a situation, the old lady riding a motorcycle belongs to the disadvantaged party, and I don't know how the traffic police will judge.
"How do you drive? Don't you know how to look around?"
Lin Yi was speechless, and pointed to the traffic light ahead.
"There's a green light ahead, I'm driving normally, but you rushed over in the wrong direction and blamed me? Can you be reasonable?"
"What do you mean you are driving normally? If you hit me, you are responsible, and you should lose money quickly!" the old lady said in a loud voice:
"I feel like my bones are going to break. If I go to the hospital, I won't be able to get it without 10 to 8."
"I'm not ashamed to ask you for money, but you actually opened your mouth to ask me for money?"
"Young man, what are you talking about? I'm riding a motorcycle. You hurt me. Don't you want to lose money? What's the matter? You think you can drive a BYD? Let me tell you, my son drives a BMW. You have more money."
"BYD?"
God damn BYD!
Although the car logos are all B, there are essential differences.
"What's the matter, are you not happy to say that your car is worthless?" The old lady shouted:
"Even if you are a new BYD, you are not worth as much as your son's BMW, so don't pretend to be rich with me!"
"Let's stop talking nonsense, and wait for the traffic police to come."
After speaking, Lin Yi called the police, and the nearby traffic police rushed over quickly.
"Comrade traffic police, you came at the right time. This man hit me, what do you say?" The old lady's mouth was like a machine gun, and she kept talking when she saw the traffic police.
"I feel weak all over. I have to go to the hospital for an examination and ask him to pay for my medical expenses."
The traffic policeman didn't speak, but glanced at Lin Yi's Bentley.
Although the collision was not serious, this car is the most expensive Bentley Shangmu under the banner of Bentley, and the maintenance cost will definitely not be worth hundreds of thousands.
"Don't worry, ma'am, we need to look at the surveillance video before determining the responsibility for the accident. If he really hit you, we will definitely seek justice for you."
"Do you still need to watch the surveillance video? I was knocked down by him, and he is fine. Is this obvious?" The old lady said persistently:
"I am a vulnerable group, you have to speak on my side."
"Calm down, I know you are vulnerable, but we have to rely on evidence."
Seeing the stern face of the traffic policeman, the old lady stopped talking.
Soon, the traffic police pulled out the surveillance video of the intersection, studied it with his colleagues for a few minutes, and said:
"When a car accident happened, the signal light showed a green light, and the Bentley car was driving normally, without any turn signals, and without any guiding behavior, and you belonged to the wrong direction, so you should bear full responsibility, medical expenses, and compensation for the owner of the car. loss."
"What did you say?! He has no responsibility?" The old lady quit, sat down on the ground, and began to roll.
"He hit me like this? You said he was not responsible? How did he do it! Believe it or not, I will complain to you!"
"Then tell me, what responsibility does he have?" The traffic policeman said bluntly:
"It's so difficult that you committed suicide by jumping off the building. We have to judge that the building is too high? Take it down to avenge you?"
"Then I'm riding a motorcycle, and I've been injured, so he's not responsible at all?"
"No, because you are going in the wrong direction." The traffic policeman said:
"Besides, I think you should pay attention to the issue of compensation. The owner's car has a market price of more than 400 million yuan, and the cost of repairing the car is at least 30 yuan. You should think about how to pay for it."
"What nonsense!" The old lady said excitedly:
"A broken BYD, how can it be so expensive, don't think that I'm old, you can fool me!"
"First of all, you can see clearly that although the car logos are all B, it is different from BYD. The brand of this car is called Bentley, and the price is more than 400 million. As a traffic policeman, I will not make such a joke with you."
"Ha ha……"
"This old lady is really interesting. She actually took Bentley for BYD. This is the first time I've seen it."
"The traffic police's sentence is too strong, so they should be taught a lesson. They ride a broken motorcycle and wander around the street every day, and they don't obey the traffic rules. They must suffer a little bit!"
"The maintenance cost is at least 30 yuan. It is estimated that she will not be able to afford it even if she loses everything."
"Then she has to pay for it. People who are old and disrespectful like these must not be tolerated!"
Hearing other people's comments, the old lady raised her voice.
"You don't make sarcastic remarks there, isn't it 30, my son has money, and he can afford to pay him!"
Such an answer surprised everyone. They didn't expect that this old woman who rode a motorcycle had a rich family.
The old lady took out her mobile phone and dialed her son's number.
"Where are you, son? I was hit by a car at the intersection of the vegetable market. They made me lose money. Come and see."
The old lady hung up the phone, Lin Yi didn't leave in a hurry, but sent a message to Sun Fuyu, asking the two of them to wait a little longer.
After about twenty minutes, a white BMW 7 Series stopped in front of the old lady.
The car door opened, and a fat young man got out of the car, about 30 years old, wearing glasses, with a bit of elegance.
"Mom, how are you? Are you okay?" the young man said worriedly.
"I feel uncomfortable all over, but the traffic policeman is still talking to that man, wanting to make me lose money, don't you know a lot of people, think of a way, and complain to them!"
Following the eyes of the old lady, the young man was startled when he saw Lin Yi.
"Director Lin, so it's you?"
