Chapter 99 Shock! Several different chips
Chapter 99 Shock! Several different chips
Qiu Yongbo handed the chip to Ma Yong.
Ma Yong took a look and nodded, indicating that the result was clear.
“What’s going on?” Amir asked.
Ma Yong grinned and said, "Take a look. Who do you think made this chip?"
Amir didn’t take it. He craned his neck to look at it and said, “How should I know who did it? Isn’t this your job?”
Ma Yong was stunned for a moment, then said: "This is a chip made by TSMC on our island."
Qiu Yongbo added: "It's a seven-nanometer chip."
Max said "Oh", "It seems that Huayao is still using the stock chips."
Amir shook his head: "NONONO, maybe other chips are different."
Max chuckled and said, "What's the difference? No matter how different it is, it has to be a chip made by TSMC."
Max looked at Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong again and said, "Are you right, dear Asians?"
Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong looked at each other.
Although the two were unhappy about Max's address to them, they still nodded in agreement.
Qiu Yongbo said: "I believe that the other chips are also our TSMC products, there will be no exceptions."
Although everyone thinks so, the necessary procedures still need to be followed.
Of course, the ones working now were Qiu Yongbo and Zhang Yong, while Max and Amir each made a donut and ate while watching.
Qiu Yongbo picked up the second chip, looked at it, still smiling slightly, and then handed it to Ma Yong.
After reading it, Ma Yong also looked relieved: "It is still the 7-nanometer chip made by us."
With a "clap", Max and Amir clapped their hands and looked very happy.
If we can prove that Huayao is using only stock chips, we can get off work earlier.
They also have a social dance to attend today, and there are many campus girls participating, of all skin colors.
Qiu Yongbo picked up the third chip, which was also fine. Then he picked up the fourth chip, and the fifth chip...
Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong gradually relaxed.
It looks like there won't be any surprises.
But generally speaking, when there are no accidents, there will always be accidents.
When Qiu Yongbo picked up the eighth chip, his expression suddenly froze and his movements froze.
Ma Yong asked: "What's wrong?"
Qiu Yongbo widened his eyes; he really felt something was wrong.
This chip is a little thinner than normal, maybe less than a millimeter, but Qiu Yongbo is experienced enough to feel it.
Then there is the size of the chip. It looks fine to the naked eye, but you can still feel a slight difference.
Qiu Yongbo immediately felt something was wrong and quickly moved the tweezers to his eyes to take a closer look.
When he first saw the silk screen on the front, Qiu Yongbo was shocked.
The reason is simple. Although it is marked with HiSilicon Kirin 990, which is fine, the factory code format is different.
That’s right, it’s different from TSMC’s factory coding format!
Qiu Yongbo suddenly reacted and observed the packaging style on the side.
Damn! The process standards are different from TSMC’s own packaging plant!
Qiu Yongbo turned the chip over again and checked the pins of the chip.
“…How is this possible?”
Ma Yong quickly took the chip from Qiu Yongbo.
Soon, Ma Yong's reaction was the same as Qiu Yongbo's. He was shocked, shocked, and even more shocked.
Max and Amir also noticed that the two men's reactions were not right, so they put the donuts into their mouths in one gulp and moved closer.
Amir asked, "What's going on? Is there something wrong with the chip?"
Ma Yong came back to his senses and said, "It seems... it really wasn't made by our TSMC." "...Ah!? Ruili!?"
Max was more surprised than Amir.
"You, you better make sure, don't make a mistake."
Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong also felt that the conclusion was too hasty, so they quickly got together to confirm it again.
"At least this package is wrong."
"Didn't you notice? Although the arrangement of the stitches is basically the same, the size of the gaps is different."
"Oh my god, it's true, Yongbo, why do I feel that the stitch gap is even smaller than what we made?"
"This... may be caused by the difference in packaging."
"You mean to say that the packaging level here is higher than that of our packaging factory?"
"It just looks okay."
Max and Amir were getting tired of waiting.
"Can you make a judgement?"
Qiu Yongbo thought for a moment and said, "I suspect this chip has been repackaged."
Ma Yong was stunned: "You mean, use the old chips, polish them, and repackage them?"
Qiu Yongbo nodded: "Yes, this can be done. China's packaging level is indeed very good, it should be first-class, it can be done."
Ma Yong looked confused: "What is the purpose of them doing this? It is time-consuming, laborious and troublesome."
Qiu Yongbo thought for a moment and said, "In order to make people think that they have really found a chip foundry!"
I have to say, there is still this possibility.
Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong perked up and checked the remaining ten or so chips, and found three more chips with the same problem.
A total of four chips were abnormal, which is one-fifth of the quantity, which is not a low proportion.
You should know that these twenty mobile phones were purchased randomly by informants in China.
Different chips have now been discovered, and it is impossible to determine with the naked eye whether they are chips made with TSMC's process technology.
This requires further disassembly of the chip and inspection of the layout of the transistors inside.
This job doesn't seem easy and it is actually very troublesome.
Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong were still busy, while the other two could only stare blankly.
They were very worried that they wouldn't be able to get it done today and would miss the wonderful dance.
Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong were quite capable. They spent more than half an hour disassembling a chip.
Next, it is connected to an electron microscope and projected onto a large screen so that the transistor can be scanned.
Everything is ready, the image is being imported.
Qiu Yongbo and Ma Yong both looked nervous.
They really hope that Qiu Yongbo's guess is correct, and these abnormal chips are the result of re-polishing old chips and then re-packaging them to create a strange product.
Ma Yong swallowed his saliva and said, "Yongbo, do you think these chips are not made in our company?"
Qiu Yongbo glanced at Ma Yong and said, "How is it possible? If we didn't make it, who else could have made it? Sansang? They don't dare to manufacture chips for Huayao."
"What about Sinochip International?"
"That's even more impossible. They don't have the technology. Now Huaxin International can't even buy high-end photoresist."
"makes sense."
At this point, the global picture of the transistor has emerged.
When the two saw it clearly, they were stunned.
(End of this chapter)