40: Chapter 40: Let the world hear – this is the true warmth of technology!

Zhang Yuqing buried his head very low. So low that he wished he could tuck it between his legs.

The seemingly absent yet ever-present gazes around him were like fine needles, pricking his back until it ached.

How is this possible? How could this be! His mind was a complete mess.

Less than three months after he resigned, Guanghui Technology had become so unfamiliar, as if it had been transformed by The Alien.

This terrifyingly smooth system, this highly futuristic interaction... it was too outrageous. He couldn't wrap his head around it.

Furthermore, he felt that Lu Li had also become very unfamiliar.

Back when they attended dinner parties, this person was like a transparent figure, sitting beside President Su, never speaking, just picking up food and playing with his phone.

How did he become so... dazzling now? He was like the sun. Could all this technology have been brought by Lu Li?

This absurd thought made Zhang Yuqing feel a moment of regret.

It wasn't just him; the several executives from Tianqiong Interactive Entertainment beside him were also on pins and needles at this moment.

There was even a Tianqiong R&D supervisor who was quietly operating his phone, sending a text message to the vice president of the Tianqiong Interactive Entertainment headquarters:

"Zhang Yuqing has crashed and burned. Guanghui's new product is terrifyingly strong. I suspect Zhang Yuqing didn't give us the latest system at all."

The situation now was clear. Zhang Yuqing had completely become a clown.

The camera in the live stream didn't miss this excellent material. The cameraman knew his stuff; a close-up shot was thrust directly onto Zhang Yuqing's head-bowed, pale, and sweat-beaded face.

The live commentary exploded instantly.

[Is this the President Zhang who said his former employer was trash? Why aren't you laughing? Are you naturally not a fan of smiling?]

[Where did that arrogance from just now go? Once this Guanghui system came out, the tianqiong t1 is nothing but a senior citizen phone!]

[I'm reminded of a saying: You ignored me back then, but now you can't afford to look up to Guanghui!]

[As long as Guanghui's CPU this time is 821 or higher, or Snapdragon 660, I'm willing to pay. Just with this Full-screen display, isn't it more stylish to pull out than an Apple?]

[Don't mention Tianqiong, it's bad luck! Quick, look at Brother Lu. I have a feeling there's a big move coming later!]

On stage, Lu Li just glanced indifferently at the curled-up figure offstage before retracting his gaze.

Beating a dog that has fallen into the water was too beneath him. What he wanted to do was to completely crush the other party's pride.

"Alright, let's bring our attention back to the product itself. Next up is... the specifications!"

Lu Li raised his right hand and snapped his fingers; the crisp sound echoed throughout the venue. The huge LED screen behind him switched instantly.

A series of astonishing specifications jumped out from the center of the screen.

[Qualcomm Snapdragon 835 Processor]

[Sony IMX362 Sensor]

[110-degree Ultra-wide Angle Lens]

[3300mAh High-density Battery]

As the specifications were revealed one by one, gasps of astonishment rose and fell in the audience. This was the top configuration in the Android camp right now! Without a single flaw!

Lu Li pointed at the battery specification, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upward, revealing a hint of a smile.

"I know some will say that 3300 mAh can only be considered average for a flagship phone."

He paused, his gaze becoming somewhat profound, as if he were looking into the future.

"But please, everyone, remember this number."

"Because in the laboratories of Guanghui Technology, a revolutionary technology regarding energy density has already entered the final testing stage."

"This time, I made a compromise for the sake of the device's thickness. But next time..."

Lu Li didn't finish his sentence; he just raised one finger and shook it gently.

Arrogant! Boundlessly arrogant!

Lei Jun sat offstage, his eyelids twitching violently. He was an expert and could hear the subtext in Lu Li's words.

Guanghui Technology... still has a trump card? There's even more explosive battery technology that hasn't been released? Just how much has this young man hidden!

After introducing the hardware, the product launch seemed to be nearing its end. According to convention, this was the time to announce the price. Many in the audience had already taken out their wallets, ready to rush for the initial release.

However, Lu Li did not announce the price. The images on the big screen suddenly went dark. All the specifications and cool special effects disappeared in an instant, leaving only pure black.

"Before announcing the price, I would like to ask everyone to watch a video."

Lu Li's voice became softer, no longer as sharp and aggressive as when he was introducing the specifications just now.

"Many people ask me, what is the original intention of Guanghui Technology making phones? Is it a faster processor? A clearer camera? Or higher benchmark scores?"

Lu Li shook his head. "I don't think it's any of those. Technology shouldn't just be cold specifications; it should have warmth."

"It should be able to let a ray of light shine into even the corners forgotten by God."

The noisy venue gradually quieted down. Lei Jun adjusted his collar, sat up straight, put away his previous shock, and looked serious.

He had a feeling that this young man was about to pull out another trump card. But that would be too unbelievable. When did Guanghui become so strong?

The big screen lit up. There was no noisy background music, only the authentic audio. In the scene, it was an inconspicuous little restaurant. At a table in the corner sat a mother and daughter.

The young mother looked at the menu, feeling a bit uneasy. She raised her hand and skillfully used sign language in front of the front-facing camera of the Guanghui Mobile.

In the very next second, a emotionless, electronically synthesized voice came from the phone's speaker: "What else do you want to eat?"

Sitting opposite her was her six-year-old daughter with pigtails, who said: "Shrimp dumplings!"

Nearby, a gray-haired middle-aged man saw this scene. He curiously walked over and also asked in sign language: "What is this?"

The mother kindly answered in sign language: "This is a sign language translator; it can translate sign language into voice and text."

Seeing this, the audience offstage roughly understood. This was an accessibility feature, seemingly designed specifically for the deaf and mute. It was very practical and very heartwarming.

But just when everyone thought this was the end, the image on the screen instantly switched to a wedding scene.

The venue was full of guests, and the groom's parents had just finished their speeches on stage. The master of ceremonies' high-pitched voice rang out: "Next, please welcome the bride's father to the stage for a speech!"

A gray-haired middle-aged man appeared on the screen; it was the same middle-aged man from the restaurant earlier. At this moment, he was wearing a clean but old suit, walking onto the stage nervously.

He was clutching a Guanghui Mobile tightly in his hand. And a simple phone stand.

The audience was silent, the guests waiting for him to speak. But he only used his trembling hands to place the phone in front of the microphone. Then, he took half a step back.

Looking at his daughter in her wedding dress, this weather-beaten man's eyes turned red. He raised those rough, large hands and gestured the first sign in front of the camera.

At that moment, what came out of the phone was no longer an emotionless electronic voice. It was a slightly aged, even somewhat choked-up baritone.

That was the voice belonging to this father's "heart of hearts," restored by AI through deep learning.

"Dear friends and family, hello. I am the bride's father."

The voice resonated throughout the venue. The bride on stage suddenly covered her mouth, tears instantly streaming down her face. From childhood to adulthood, she had never heard her father speak. Not even a single word.

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter, his hands moving slowly, every gesture using all his strength. Every word from the phone felt like it was striking the hearts of the audience.

"Daughter... Dad has never spoken a word to you in this life."

"When you were bullied as a child, called a mute's kid, Dad could only rush over and fight for his life, but I couldn't open my mouth to comfort you."

Some in the audience began to sniffle. On the screen, the man's hands were trembling, and tears slid down his deeply lined face.