38: Chapter 38: He Wants to Define the Next Decade?

Su Qingxue and Chen Shuyu had not yet recovered from that lively wink.

Lu Li leaned back and spoke lazily toward the phone on the table.

"Xiao Dou, check the weather in Mingzhu City for tomorrow, and while you're at it, find some Hermès bags on Taobao. I want stock items, the ones with the best reviews."

As soon as he finished speaking, the screen on the phone changed instantly.

There was no need for any finger touch.

The application list slid, the browser opened in a second, and the search box searched for the weather in Mingzhu City.

Immediately after, the screen flashed, and the background programs switched seamlessly.

The Taobao app started automatically.

Inside the search box, text was entered automatically, and it was done in just one second: [Hermès], [Sales Priority], [Rating Priority]

A series of complex operations were all completed in just three seconds.

"Hello, the temperature in Mingzhu City tomorrow will be 21 degrees, sunny, suitable for going out. I have filtered three Hermès Birkin bags with the highest ratings for you on Taobao. The screenshots have been sent to the chat box, please check them."

That crisp, girlish voice sounded again.

Inside the chat box, three high-definition product screenshots were neatly arranged.

The office was deathly silent.

Chen Shuyu pointed at the phone, her finger trembling violently in the air.

"This... it can operate the phone by itself? This isn't a voice assistant... what kind of monster is this?"

Lu Li ate another piece of boiled beef and pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"Apple's Siri on the market is essentially just a talking Baidu Encyclopedia. The AI speaker released by Xiaomi last month is nothing more than a pre-programmed repeater."

He stood up and swept the takeout box containing his rice into the trash can.

"Xiao Dou is different. It is a strong artificial intelligence based on the system's underlying layer. It doesn't run within this system; it is the soul of this system."

Su Qingxue looked at that unassuming phone.

Her experiences from this period replayed frantically in her mind.

Full-screen display, Xingchen System, silicon-carbon anode lithium-ion battery, and now this AI that is enough to subvert cognition.

How many more things was her man hiding?

In that team, he was at least a core-level existence, and it was even possible that the team was his.

She stopped asking.

Where these technologies came from was no longer important; she could completely ask Lu Li afterwards.

What was important was that what Guanghui Technology held in its hands was a precious sword capable of piercing through the entire industry.

All anxiety and worry vanished completely at this moment.

With these trump cards, unless the opponent could bring out a trump card comparable to the one Jobs used to subvert the era of feature phones back then.

Lu Li walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the neon lights outside gradually lighting up.

"Shuyu, don't just stand there."

Chen Shuyu snapped back to reality, her hand still tightly clutching that walkie-talkie.

"Lu... Brother Lu, go ahead."

Unconsciously, her tone carried respect.

"Send formal invitations to Xiaomi's CEO Lei Jun, Huawei's CEO Yu, the heads of Samsung and Apple's Greater China region, and Tianqiong Technology's Zhang Yuqing."

Lu Li looked toward the Grand Theater outside the window, where they were testing the lights for tomorrow.

"Ask them to be sure to attend tomorrow to witness the beginning of the 'next decade'."

Chen Shuyu only felt her scalp tingle.

This was a declaration of war.

A declaration of war against the entire mobile phone industry.

"I'll go now!"

Chen Shuyu grabbed her bag and rushed out of the office, even forgetting to close the door.

Lu Li called out to Chen Shuyu, who was about to leave, and added offhandedly:

"Oh right, contact the heads of a few takeout delivery stations and send over a hundred engineering units equipped with the internal test system. Let their riders carry them when they run orders; just say we need some sample data."

"Okay!" Chen Shuyu nodded again; although she didn't understand, she didn't ask any more questions.

Lu Li watched her walk out, then collapsed back onto the sofa, just wanting to close his eyes for a while.

On the desk, Su Qingxue's phone vibrated.

The word "Mom" was flashing on the screen.

Su Qingxue pressed speakerphone, and before she could speak, Wang Xiulan's angry roar with a crying tone came through the receiver.

"Qingxue! How long are you going to keep messing around?"

"I heard from Director Gu Yang that you gave the control of the press conference to that freeloader?"

"The assets your father left behind are not for you to use to play house with him!"

Su Qingxue listened to her mother's intermittent scolding and replied calmly.

"Mom, if you are really worried about the company, come see for yourself tomorrow."

"I will save a front-row seat for you."

"See clearly how that Director Gu Yang you chose is stepped on under Lu Li's feet."

There was a three-second pause on the other end of the phone, followed by the dial tone of a hang-up.

Lu Li opened his eyes and looked at Su Qingxue.

"Your mother's temper still needs to change."

Su Qingxue walked to his side, sat down naturally, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"After the press conference tomorrow, she will change."

...

The next day, Mingzhu Grand Theater.

This magnificent building that could accommodate three thousand people was already packed tightly.

The entrance was filled with the cameras and microphones of major media outlets.

A whole row of broadcast vans was parked there.

Guanghui Technology's recent actions were too outrageous.

They had thought this press conference would be hosted by a top beauty like Su Qingxue, but who knew they would insist on pushing out an unknown "freeloader."

This kind of suicidal marketing was the first time seen in the tech circle.

The number of online viewers on major live streaming platforms had already broken through the one-million mark before the start.

However, the live comments were all waiting to see a joke.

[Waiting for Guanghui to make a fool of themselves. I want to see what the Full-screen display device actually looks like.]

[I heard Su Qingxue's freeloader husband is going on stage today? Is it true or false?]

[It seems the rumors about many Guanghui executives jumping ship are true. Letting a freeloader come out to take the blame.]

In the inner hall, the air conditioning was on full blast.

Several big shots in suits were whispering to each other.

Xiaomi's Lei Jun, in his signature black T-shirt and jeans, was shaking hands and chatting with a Huawei executive.

Not far away, Zhang Yuqing was sitting in the second row, leaning sideways and bragging to the person next to him:

"Yesterday, our T1 pre-order volume already broke five hundred thousand."

"Young people nowadays, who still cares about innovation? As long as the configuration and price are enough, those like Guanghui who do innovation are just waste paper in the trash can."

Behind him sat several Tianqiong Technology executives, pointing and gesturing at the stage.

In the corner of the backstage.

Director Gu Yang sat on an air cargo box, his face livid.

He was holding a roll of electrical tape in his hand, wanting to throw it but not daring to.

Half a meter away from him, two burly men were staring at him intently.

"Buddy, I just need to go to the bathroom." Director Gu Yang gritted his teeth.

"Hold it." The security guard said expressionlessly, even pulling up the walkie-talkie on his waist.

Director Gu Yang was trembling with anger.

He was the Technical Director!

Yet now he was being guarded like a thief.

That Lu Li outside actually dared to leave him on the bench.

"Fine... let's see how you die." Director Gu Yang cursed viciously in his heart.

Without him controlling the scene backstage, if those PPTs and demonstration videos went wrong, it would be a major accident broadcast to the entire internet.

At that time, he wouldn't be responsible.

Just at this moment.

All the lights in the venue went out without warning.

In the darkness, only the faint light of thousands of mobile phone screens was flickering.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the spotlight slowly lighting up in the center of the stage.

According to the convention of the year before last, at this time, Su Qingxue should have walked out elegantly in professional attire.

Or according to last year, it would be Zhang Yuqing walking out on behalf of Guanghui Technology.

But Su Qingxue got married, and Zhang Yuqing jumped ship.

At this moment.

A sound of footsteps rang out.

A man wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, with his hands in his pockets, slowly strolled to the center of the stage.

At that moment.

Three thousand people at the venue, plus the millions of people in front of the screens, were all stunned.

No suit and leather shoes.

No exquisite makeup.

He didn't even hold a PPT clicker.

He just stood there casually, as if he had just gone downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes and walked up on his way back.

Zhang Yuqing in the front row chuckled, the laughter particularly jarring in the quiet venue.

"See that? This is called being at one's wit's end."

"I know him, that husband Su Qingxue chose randomly. He probably doesn't even know how to flip PPT pages. Look at his hand, he didn't even bring a clicker."

Only Lei Jun, seeing Lu Li's attire, felt a bit of familiarity, because he also often wore a black short-sleeved shirt and jeans when holding press conferences.

The live stream comments exploded instantly.

[WTF? Who is this? An AC repairman?]

[Is this f*cking Lu Li? Su Qingxue's husband?]

[Besides being handsome and a freeloader, does this guy have any reputation in the circle?]

[It's over, Guanghui Technology has gone completely crazy.]

[Is this a press conference or a wet market? No respect for the audience at all!]

Boos arose.

Reporters in the media seats looked at each other, some even having already figured out how to write their articles later; Guanghui actually let someone who completely doesn't understand technology host the press conference.

This was just a farce.

Lu Li stood in the spotlight, his gaze sweeping across the faces of mockery, disdain, and those waiting to see a show below the stage.

He ignored those gazes and first snapped his fingers. "Snap."

The crisp sound spread through the top-tier audio equipment across the whole venue.

The giant LED screen behind him had no fancy opening animation.

The black background was torn apart instantly, and a line of extremely arrogant, large characters that seemed to almost break through the screen slammed into everyone's sight.

[Redefining the Next Decade]