As for the Sanying Group located in South Korea, due to the long distance, they changed their submission method to data submission.

As the name suggests, they submit the data corresponding to the manufactured chips. As long as it meets the competition standards, it can be considered a success.

Not long after, the results of the first round were released.

Chen Feng and others were all looking at the announcement on the competition website in front of the computer.

"A total of over seventy groups and companies participated in the competition, but only forty advanced to the first round. The elimination rate is quite high, almost fifty percent!"

After looking at the data for a moment, Zhao Ying couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The fact that almost half of the companies were eliminated right off the bat shows that in today's chip industry, not every company has the capability to independently manufacture high-spec chips.

Silicon wafer purity, though a seemingly small parameter, directly impacts the success of chip manufacturing.

Chen Feng could also see that the over thirty companies that had been eliminated were not incapable of producing chips. The reason they were eliminated was because they had not been able to find out the problems that this data would cause.

Falan, of course, advanced without any surprises. Soon after, Chen Feng's account received the first-round promotion bonus, which was over 200,000 euros.

This sum of money was certainly small change for Fenglan, but it was a considerable windfall for those small companies.

"The upcoming assessments are likely to be even more challenging. Let's take it one step at a time and see what kind of difficult questions Wilson comes up with."

As for the promotion, Chen Feng didn't seem particularly happy about it; this was something he had expected all along.

In the afternoon, Chen Feng was originally preparing to go out, but he didn't expect Moses to arrive.

As soon as he entered, Moses seemed to be in a good mood. He smiled and said, "Chen Feng, it's been a long time! I heard that you are having a competition with Whirlpool?"

"As for the competition, our team Fenlan is just here to join in the fun."

Chen Feng waved his hand politely and said, "Mr. Moser, is there anything I can do for you?"

"You're right. In your Chinese words, I'm a frequent visitor to your Three Treasures Hall."

Moses glanced around and asked, "Didn't Mr. Rikui mention the cooperation a few days ago? How are you thinking about it?"

In fact, Moses was able to come here not because it was his own idea, but because Rique asked him to.

"Are you talking about working with the Olonne Board of Directors?"

Chen Feng smiled faintly and said, "I haven't considered this matter properly yet. However, judging from the current situation, I'm afraid the cooperation will have to be postponed for a while."

"Delaying is fine. You need to know, what Riker and his team want is just a preliminary answer; they just need you to agree."

Moses continued to urge, "In the Tank Nation, if you can get along well with their board of directors, your future will definitely be smooth sailing!"

"That's not the case."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "We're just here to do some business, make a little money. There's no need to talk about climbing the ranks or making a fortune. I'm afraid that the higher we fly, the harder we'll fall."

"Oh, you're overthinking it."

Moses answered, but his eyes darted around as if he were looking for something.

Chen Feng saw his expression and smiled, "Could it be that Mr. Moses has forgotten something here?"

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