36: Chapter 36 What is Crushing?

"Not bad, some things here." An annoying voice rang out. Everyone turned back to look, and saw Matsumoto Bieyun and Tanaka had arrived in the middle of the crowd at some point.

"But this kind of thing, making it flashy is useless. In the end, it still depends on the actual results." Matsumoto Bieyun said faintly with some disdain: "Miss Chen, it is already quite good that your team could achieve this level. Even if it is just a showpiece, it is still better than most showpieces in China, but unfortunately... a showpiece is a showpiece after all."

Matsumoto Bieyun sneered and pointed at the screen with his finger: "This interface is passable, but the previous interface, forgive me for being blunt, was this made with feet? Even if it were made with feet, this would be the limit, right?"

"And the so-called optimization. Heh..." Matsumoto let out a breath, turned his head and asked: "Mr. Tanaka, have you ever seen a control system that can optimize tool paths by itself?"

"No, Mr. Bieyun." Tanaka shook his head and said: "The most advanced control systems currently can only report errors; they cannot autonomously make changes."

"Did you hear that?" Matsumoto Bieyun said disdainfully: "Did you all think that a nameless company could really surpass decades of accumulation in Japan in one go? If Japan cannot make it, China can? What a joke."

Everyone was unable to refute for a moment. Matsumoto Bieyun was indeed arrogant, but unfortunately, everything he said was the truth. For decades, China had been following in the footsteps of advanced technology, only to be bruised and battered by reality time and time again, to the point where they couldn't even speak words of refutation now.

"I am certain." Matsumoto Bieyun's tone grew higher, and he pointed to the No. 1 machine next to him: "This thing is just a system toy, not worth mentioning."

"Everyone can watch quietly. Once the workpiece is finished, you will know that all the optimization, fine interpolation, and real-time compensation are just visual deception—animations shown to you by the people who designed the system!"

As he spoke, Matsumoto Bieyun took out the workpiece in his hand and placed it next to the No. 1 machine.

"This is our finished product. Some of you might not have looked closely just now, so you can take a look now."

Everyone was silent. Without needing to touch it closely, just by looking at the appearance, one could feel the exquisiteness of this finished workpiece. The slightly frosted surface seemed to even reflect light under the illumination.

Only President Cheng stepped forward to pick up the workpiece, rubbed it carefully, and then silently put it back in its original place.

Matsumoto Bieyun watched this scene with a smile: "What do you all think?"

No one spoke. Even President Cheng had to admit that the item processed by the No. 3 machine was more than a notch above the No. 2 machine; just in terms of touch and roughness, it was not in the same league.

The trace of excitement that had just risen suddenly disappeared, and deep suspicion flooded their hearts again. Could the No. 1 machine achieve this level of workpiece?

"Whether it can be done or not is not for you to decide, Young Master Matsumoto Bieyun." Chen Xin's voice came from the crowd.

Matsumoto Bieyun turned to look.

"You are just a lackey, are you worthy?"

The crowd was in an uproar. The media reacted quickly; reporters picked up their cameras and snapped photos frantically, countless flashes shining on Chen Xin and Matsumoto Bieyun.

The young lady of the Chen family actually... cursed in public? And it was the second time in a short while. Last time, it cost the Chen Group half its stock price. What about this time?

Matsumoto Bieyun's face was gloomy: "It seems Miss Chen still hasn't learned a lesson."

"Things that Japan cannot make, we can. Technologies that the Japanese cannot figure out, we can!" Chen Xin said with a cold face, her voice icy: "The Japanese are your fathers, not ours. What the Japanese can do, we can do; what the Japanese cannot do, we can do better!"

"Well said!"

"I'm rooting for Miss Chen Xin's system!"

"To be honest, other than the UI being truly ugly, all other aspects are a surprise! It can still output normally, which is already more than half the success. Even if the finished product is a bit lacking, we still support it!"

"This system is already the best I have ever seen! Even if it is an animation, I am willing to believe it."

"I support Miss Chen." President Cheng stepped forward and stared at Matsumoto Bieyun: "Young Master Bieyun, your words are a bit excessive!"

"Heh." Matsumoto Bieyun looked at the crowd in front of him and smiled slightly: "Mr. Tanaka and I will just wait and see if the system you all speak of can be as perfect as you expect. Miss Chen, I hope you can learn a lesson this time."

The conversation ended there, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the No. 1 machine.

Because of the tool collision, the platform glass of the No. 1 machine already had cracks and was smeared with some unknown liquid, so even after the staff cleaned it, it remained blurry.

The people present could only vaguely see the main shaft moving inside the platform, but could not see clearly exactly how.

Chen Xin's expression was calm, but one hand was clenched unconsciously.

Half an hour later, the sound of the No. 1 machine running gradually decreased. When the machine finally stopped, the screen changed again.

"Output complete. Your task has been completed, thank you for using it. If you want to continue the task, you can choose to continue."

"This... is it finished?"

"It should be finished, right?"

"What is the time?"

"Isn't it written above?" Someone pointed at the screen: "Forty-six minutes and forty-two seconds. Hiss... is this fake?"

...

Matsumoto Bieyun also glanced at the screen. Seeing the time displayed on it, he couldn't help but laugh: "The designer of this system really spares no effort to show their ability to deceive people."

"No." Tanaka shook his head: "Time is... something that cannot be faked, Mr. Bieyun."

Matsumoto Bieyun was stunned: "You mean... this time is accurate?"

"I... started timing... when the machine... began to run." Tanaka showed his wristwatch: "The time difference... is not big."

"Is that so." Matsumoto Bieyun smiled slightly, "In that case, Miss Chen really brought a showpiece? Heh, forty-something minutes, how is that possible."

Tanaka shook his head slightly and said nothing more.

"Miss Chen... will you take it out?"

Seeing that Chen Xin did not move, the people around were a little anxious and urged.

"Let me do it."

President Cheng walked to the No. 1 machine and looked at the platform that had calmed down.

How many years had it been since he was this nervous? As the last exhibit of the day, if it were worse than W Company's, it would directly pass a death sentence on domestic systems. From then on, domestic systems would have no hope of catching up with Japanese and Western systems. China's grand market would continue to be monopolized by Japanese and Western systems, and people like him would continue to submit to the tyranny of the Japanese and the people of the United States.

The system's previous performance had already given them confidence. Now, it was time to witness the results.

Taking a deep breath, President Cheng directly lifted the platform glass. Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed out, making him squint slightly.

There was a silence all around, and then a sudden burst of exclamation.

"This is..."

"Is this... the workpiece processed by our machine?"

"How is that possible?"

Matsumoto Bieyun was thinking about something when he heard the bursts of exclamation around him. He couldn't help but turn to look, and at this glance, his face changed drastically.

"How is this possible... Mr. Tanaka... this..."

And Tanaka beside him had already stepped forward, took the workpiece from President Cheng's hand, and observed it carefully.

"Mr. Tanaka, did they fake it!"

Matsumoto Bieyun's face was livid. Without waiting for Tanaka to speak, he turned directly to the podium.

There, Chairman Chen and a group of experts were also staring closely at the movement here.

"Very well, the dignified Chen Group actually publicly faked it on such an occasion. Chairman Chen, is this what China has always claimed as etiquette!"

"Mr. Matsumoto, please don't forget that you are also Chinese. Don't think that just because you changed your surname, you can forget your roots!"

Chen Xin's cold voice directly interrupted Matsumoto Bieyun, and the words she said made Matsumoto Bieyun's face look even worse, and he almost couldn't catch his breath: "You..."

The reporters were stunned. This Miss Chen Xin looked gentle, but her temper was certainly not bad. This was a rhythm that was going to offend the Matsumoto family to death.

"Enough, Mr. Bieyun."

Matsumoto Bieyun's voice stopped abruptly, his hand pointing at Chen Xin having nowhere to rest.

Tanaka handed the workpiece in his hand back to President Cheng, his voice calm.

"We... lost."

Lost? Matsumoto Bieyun was a bit incredulous. Was this something said by a Japanese expert who was extremely confident in technology? Where was your nonchalant attitude? Where were your confident words?

"Mr. Tanaka, look carefully again. Were you deceived by this group of Chinese people? I don't believe China has the ability to produce a system that surpasses Japan. It must be fake!"

Tanaka shook his head, ignored him, and went straight to Chen Xin.

"Miss... Chen, excuse me!" Tanaka bowed deeply, "This time... we... lost."

Bowed! The Japanese bowed!

The scene was boiling. The reporters' clicking sounds continued, capturing this symbolic scene. This scene would forever be recorded in the history of the machinery industry.

"But... I would like to ask... who... designed this system."

Chen Xin was a bit confused by Tanaka's sudden action. You know, from the beginning of the negotiation until now, this Japanese person had been dismissive of everyone except Matsumoto Bieyun, let alone bowing directly.

"Is it the person... you just... talked to on the phone?"

Chen Xin nodded subconsciously.

"I wonder if there is a chance... to meet... with your side... I have important matters to discuss... please!"

Tanaka bowed again.

Matsumoto Bieyun's face changed drastically. He finally reacted, rushed to Tanaka, tried to help Tanaka up, and roared: "Mr. Tanaka! What are you doing?"

"Mr. Bieyun." Tanaka straightened up, pointed at the workpiece in President Cheng's hand: "You... are wrong. Miss Chen's... system, we... cannot compare, whether it is... precision... or... functionality, or perhaps... other... aspects I didn't see."

"Then you don't have to..." Matsumoto Bieyun no longer had his arrogant appearance, and was even a bit desperate. Tanaka's behavior made all his previous big talk a joke.

"Mr. Bieyun. You... are not... Japanese, you... don't understand. We... Japanese... only respect... the strong. The person who designed... this sys... tem, I... am not... as good as him."

Tanaka turned around again, bowed deeply to Chen Xin.

"Please!"

The people around Chen Xin had complex expressions. They were all in the machinery processing industry and knew very well the weight of W Company in the industry. The Japanese expert bowing in front of them was no nobody; he was a senior engineer of W Company. Before this, he was the object that everyone present had to desperately curry favor with. His appearance fee alone was as high as tens of millions, and his casual nod could potentially save enterprises millions in funds. For some small enterprises, this almost concerned whether they could survive.

And at this moment, such a person bowed three times in a row to this young girl in front of them.

This made them feel a bit dazed. When had China's manufacturing industry, which was suppressed to the point of only being able to gasp for air, ever been so proud?

Chen Xin was also very dazed. This was something she had dreamed of doing, but when it was truly achieved, it felt like a dream and she couldn't believe it. She could only nod subconsciously.

"Thank you... so much!"

Tanaka bowed again, then took a deep look at the workpiece in President Cheng's hand, walked out of the crowd without looking back, and left.

"Mr. Tanaka!"

Matsumoto Bieyun called out, but Tanaka did not look back at all.

"Young Master Matsumoto, it seems you should chase after him."

Once the words were out, Matsumoto Bieyun's face turned livid. He glared fiercely at President Cheng who spoke, and quickly left the scene following Tanaka's footsteps. Staying here any longer would only be more embarrassing.

Everyone stared at each other for a moment, looking at one another.

"What is this situation?"

"Why did W Company just leave? They haven't announced the results yet."

"Do they still need to announce it? Even I, a newcomer to the industry, can see it clearly! The representative of W Company must also be a technical expert, they can't fail to see it!"

"No matter how big an expert is, can they be bigger than the one behind Miss Chen?"

"That's true..."

"If he stayed any longer, it would only be embarrassing. After all, who told young man next to him to say so much big talk!"

"Don't look at the Japanese as humble, bowing all the time; they are smart!"

...

The scene was buzzing, and no one could calm down.

Thinking back on what happened today, watching the Japanese expert admit defeat and retreat, without even holding a meeting, the word "crush" appeared in everyone's mind.

A young reporter sitting next to President Cheng was full of excitement, typing furiously on his keyboard. The typing speed honed by years of being single made characters appear rapidly on his screen, and the whole article had already entered the final stage.

"For many years, advanced CNC operating systems have always been an eternal pain in the hearts of China's industrial sector. On this path, we have tried to pursue and explore, but we could not see any hope."

"Until today..."

"If someone asks, what is advanced! In the past, we would answer that Japan's field is advanced; from now on, we will say that the Chen Group also represents advanced!"

"You want to ask me how advanced? Making a technical expert representative from a Japanese company admit his mistake without a word, and bowing three times just to meet the designer of the system!"

"This... is a crushing level of advancement!"