44: Chapter 44 The whole audience went crazy. Lei Jun: This guy is just here to cause trouble!

The numbers on the screen were like heavy hammers, slamming into everyone's hearts.

guanghui 7 standard edition, 2499 yuan.

guanghui 7 Ultra, 3199 yuan.

After a deathly silence, the theater erupted with a roar that threatened to blow the roof off.

"Are they crazy?! Is Guanghui Technology trying to run itself into the ground?!"

"This price is on par with the Xiaomi 6, but does the Xiaomi 6 have a Full-screen display? Does it have holographic AI? Does it have the life-saving Guardian System?"

"I want to buy ten! Nobody stop me!!"

The barrage in the live stream was so dense that the screen was barely visible, filled only with "Buy, buy, buy" and "Guanghui Technology is awesome."

Lu Li stood on stage, looking at the crowd below, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Although the standard edition retained a 6mm black bezel at the chin due to cost control—a bit more than the 7U—in the face of such terrifying value for money, this minor flaw was like a beauty mark on a beautiful woman's brow; it didn't detract from its appeal at all.

Even Lei Jun below the stage couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.

This wasn't a phone launch; this was clearly an act of sabotage.

This night was destined to be a sleepless one for the domestic mobile phone industry.

Not just Dami Technology, but Apple and Samsung would also be restless.

However, the first to bear the brunt would inevitably be the tianqiong t1 phone under Tianqiong Interactive Entertainment.

...

Backstage at the launch event, the noise faded away.

Lu Li took off the portable microphone and was about to go change out of the bodypack transmitter when he stopped at a corner.

His mother-in-law, Wang Xiulan, was pulling Su Qingxue along, standing in a quiet corridor. At that moment, the look she gave her daughter was so complex it was impossible to decipher.

"Is your grandfather's 73rd birthday gift ready for tomorrow?"

"It's been ready for a long time, Mom." Su Qingxue linked her arm with her mother's, her tone light.

She felt that her mother's perception of Lu Li must have improved significantly.

The fact that there was no conflict between the two was the best outcome.

"Hmm, bring Lu Li with you tomorrow."

Wang Xiulan glanced at Lu Li, who was drinking water not far away, a hint of indifferent clairvoyance flashing in her eyes.

She lowered her voice, her tone filled with a helplessness of someone wishing for iron to become steel:

"Qingxue, Mom knows you put a lot of effort into propping him up. That script was well written; that ad for the deaf and mute, and that idea about insurance—you thought of those, didn't you?"

Su Qingxue was stunned and just about to explain: "Mom, that was actually Lu Li, he…"

"That's enough." Wang Xiulan raised her hand to interrupt, tidying the stray hair behind her daughter's ear. "You are a piece of flesh that fell from my own body; how could I not understand you? You are stubborn; once you've set your heart on someone, you won't turn back. To protect his self-esteem, to help him hold onto this position firmly, you didn't even hesitate to attribute all your own credit to him."

In Wang Xiulan's perception, how could Lu Li, who only knew how to play video games and had been aimless for two years, have transformed overnight into someone so tech-savvy?

If he had, it must be the result of capital operations. And the operator behind it could only be her silly daughter.

"Mom doesn't blame you. A husband and wife are one; it's only right that you protect him."

Wang Xiulan sighed, her tone turning cold. "But tomorrow is your grandfather's birthday banquet, and all the relatives will be there. Tell him to speak less and eat more. Acting out a script at a press conference is fine, but at home, nobody will believe it."

After speaking, Wang Xiulan patted Su Qingxue's hand and turned to leave, the sound of her high heels clicking against the ground crisp and decisive.

Su Qingxue watched her mother's retreating figure, then looked back at Lu Li, who was mindlessly playing with his phone, a sly arc forming on her lips.

Her mother actually thought she was the one propping Lu Li up.

Only she knew that in front of Lu Li, she was just a little girl who had found a treasure.

...

On the way back to the villa.

The black Porsche sped along the ring expressway, the bustling night view of Mingzhu City receding like flowing light.

Chen Shuyu very tactfully sat in the Audi behind, leaving the space to the couple who had just won a great victory.

She also knew that Lu Li and Su Qingxue probably had things to say, so she gave them plenty of space.

Soft jazz flowed inside the Porsche.

Lu Li held the steering wheel with one hand, watching the neon lights changing outside the window—the nightscape of 2017, unique with its aura of wild growth.

In the distance, tower cranes were under construction all night; on the roadside, there were shared bikes of various colors; on huge billboards, various financing myths were written.

Everyone wanted to leave their name in this era.

Except for Lu Li.

"Wife, that… I want to resign."

Lu Li spoke suddenly, breaking the quiet in the car.

"Hmm?"

Su Qingxue had been resting with her eyes closed, but at these words, she turned her head sharply.

Her bright, colorful eyes stared fixedly at him, full of disbelief: "What did you say?"

"I said, I want to retire."

Lu Li looked ahead, his tone as relaxed as possible.

"Tianqiong's new phone is definitely finished. Guanghui Technology has won this battle. With these technical patents in hand, Guanghui Technology will certainly not fall out of the top three in the country in the future. My mission is complete."

"You know, I don't have any grand ambitions. I just want to develop games at home, eat the food you cook, or cook for you."

He was serious.

In his previous life, he was the godfather standing at the pinnacle of technology, and also a machine drained of its last drop of blood by work.

It wasn't until the moment he died of overwork in the laboratory that he realized that being alive was the only thing that mattered.

In this life, since his wife is so capable, why couldn't he just be a kept man in peace?

A brief silence fell inside the car.

Su Qingxue didn't speak, just gently crossed her long, beautiful legs wrapped in black silk, changing her posture.

The air was filled with a faint scent of Chanel's fresh lemon perfume—that was the scent Lu Li liked the most.

"Lu Li."

Su Qingxue's voice suddenly changed.

The cold, decisive president persona she wore daily instantly melted, replaced by a softness and charm that could make one's bones go weak.

"Tonight, I bought that outfit."

Lu Li's hand gripping the steering wheel tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning slightly white.

"Which… which one?"

"The one you stared at the female lead for a full five seconds when we watched the movie last time."

Su Qingxue unbuckled her seatbelt.

She leaned over, moving a little closer.

Her warm breath hit Lu Li's earlobe, carrying a damp hook that drilled straight into his heart.

"Stewardess uniform, and… those black silk stockings with letters on them."

Lu Li's Adam's Apple rolled violently up and down.

Who could withstand this?

That was Su Qingxue!

Just those three words represented the pinnacle of beauty in Mingzhu City.

If she wore that kind of outfit…

"And…"

Su Qingxue's voice was even lower, like a succubus's whisper: "And I'm in my safe period tonight, so we don't have to…"

Screech—!

The Porsche swerved sharply to the right and stopped on the emergency lane on the side of the road.

In the Audi behind, Chen Shuyu slammed on the brakes in fright, almost pressing her face against the windshield.

She stared blankly at the vibrating taillights of the car in front.

Oh no!

This couple is playing for keeps?

They're starting "car sex" on the side of the road?

Don't look! Don't look! Chen Shuyu quickly covered her eyes, but her fingers were spread wide apart.

Inside the Porsche.

Lu Li was breathing rapidly, turning to look at the enchanting woman beside him.

The dim streetlights shone in through the car window, illuminating Su Qingxue's exquisitely beautiful profile, gilding her with a hazy golden edge.

"Which airline is it from?"

With a dry throat, Lu Li subconsciously asked the question he cared about most.