Chapter Four: A Thirty-Million Order—Paid First to My Enemy

Delivery was due in twenty-one days, and acceptance required a thousand hours of continuous operation. A startup without wafers could only accept and default. “Han wants us dead on our first order,” Wanqing said. Chenzhou turned to the payment page. “Forty percent in advance. Accept it.” That afternoon, he paid all twelve million to a YaoCore packaging subsidiary for low-end dies that had sat in inventory for three years. Alliance members nearly withdrew. “You used our money to rescue your enemy’s inventory?” Haiyue’s chairman demanded. “I bought their obligation to deliver.” Chenzhou displayed an old agreement. The dies had been jointly designed by Spark.