47: Chapter 47 Cook Goes Crazy: If We Don't Understand the Principle, We'll Be the Jokers Next Year

Cook set down his cup with some displeasure.

He lowered his eyelids and glanced over carelessly; the phone was playing the launch event for Guanghui Mobile.

Just one glance.

His hand, which had been reaching for the cup, froze in mid-air.

In the launch event, Lu Li was holding a mobile phone in his hand.

The bezels on that phone's screen were almost too narrow to see.

Only a crystal-clear water-drop-shaped front camera hung from the top.

This wasn't a PowerPoint; it was a real device, held in the hand of that young man from Guanghui Technology.

He even turned on the screen.

At a time when the iPhone X was still struggling with its "notch"—not just a large notch, but a fig leaf—

this phone looked like a product that had traveled back from three years in the future.

"This phone is the real guanghui 7 ultra. He actually... brought it out!"

The vice president's face grew uglier the more he spoke.

This was also why, as soon as the launch event ended yesterday, the president of the China region immediately had him fly to Apple Inc. headquarters.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Cook gripped the iPhone X in his hand, his expression frantic.

"This is cheating."

Cook slammed his coffee cup onto the table, causing a few drops of the brown liquid to splash onto the wooden surface.

"Boss, the China region has already used offline channels to purchase it at a premium, getting hold of teardown photos of the real device in advance."

The vice president pulled up a few photos, his fingers trembling slightly as he swiped across the screen of the iPad he carried with him.

In the photos, the earpiece was made into a micro-slit conduit, and the sensors were buried beneath the screen, working through a special light-transmitting coating.

Every solution was not just clever; it was brutal.

It was a violent destruction and reorganization of the existing supply chain system.

As Cook looked at those photos, the composure he had always maintained while controlling the global supply chain was crumbling bit by bit.

This was not just a mobile phone.

It was an announcement to the whole world that the center of innovation was shifting eastward.

"Buy it."

Cook squeezed the word out through his teeth, grabbed his own iPhone X from the table, and dialed the head of the R&D department.

"Buy me ten guanghui 7 ultra units. I want you to study every single screw, even if you have to use a microscope! If we can't figure out how he did it, we'll be clowns at next year's iPhone launch!"

After hanging up, Cook paced back and forth in his office with his hands behind his back.

The California sun was still bright, but he felt a bone-chilling cold.

Where on earth did that monster named Lu Li come from?

He didn't know that Guanghui Technology would not only be a nightmare for Apple, but in the future, it would also impact all high-end industries in the United States.

...

China, Hangdu.

Inside a rented room plastered with game posters.

Zhang Qizhi was frantically refreshing the logistics information on his computer screen.

After graduating from college, thanks to that viral video, he was now a gaming streamer on Douyin, and of course, he primarily played minecraft.

He had originally paid attention to Guanghui Mobile because of the exclusive mobile version of minecraft.

After all, when you're making a living, whoever pays more is the boss.

But after watching that launch event, he canceled the tianqiong t1 he had originally planned to review and paid out of his own pocket to buy a guanghui 7 ultra.

"Ding-dong—"

The moment the doorbell rang, Zhang Qizhi ejected himself from his gaming chair and rushed to the door.

Signed for it, closed the door, and unboxed it.

The movements were smooth and seamless.

Even though he had seen it countless times at the launch event, the moment he tore off the plastic wrap and lifted the lid—

when that deep, black screen that seemed to spill over the bezels came into view—

Zhang Qizhi still couldn't help but curse.

"Holy crap..."

This texture, warm and smooth like jade.

This craftsmanship, tight and seamless.

If not for the Guanghui Technology logo on the back, he would have believed it was the iPhone 12 being released next year.

He long-pressed the power button.

There was no lengthy carrier animation; a few stars converged to form the Guanghui Technology logo, and then it immediately went to the home screen.

Fast.

Ridiculously fast.

As his finger slid across the screen, the responsiveness and smoothness were so good that even he, a PC gamer used to high-refresh-rate monitors, couldn't find any fault.

"Is this really a domestic operating system?"

Zhang Qizhi swallowed, opened the settings, and recorded his voiceprint.

"Hello, Xiao Dou."

"I'm here, Qizhi."

The voice coming from the phone wasn't that cold, electronic synthesized sound, but a crisp, lively girl's voice, even carrying a hint of a playful lilt at the end.

Zhang Qizhi was stunned for a moment.

This tone... it's actually quite impressive.

"Help me download minecraft."

"Sure thing! I am now downloading the customized Guanghui Technology version of minecraft for you from the Guanghui Technology App Store. Installation is expected to be complete in two minutes. While we wait, would you like to listen to a new song? It's Jay Chou's newly released single."

Zhang Qizhi was dumbfounded.

It didn't just understand the command; it had also... learned to upsell?

And as the official website stated, Xiao Dou AI could indeed control some functions within the operating system.

It was a pity it couldn't operate other applications.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and his ten-year-old sister, Zhang Weiwei, ran in holding a doll.

"Brother, who are you talking to?"

"It's a big sister who lives inside the phone."

Zhang Qizhi handed the phone to his sister.

For the next hour, he witnessed a scene that shattered his worldview.

His sister held the phone and chatted enthusiastically with the AI named "Xiao Dou".

From Ultraman fighting little monsters to wanting fried chicken for dinner, Xiao Dou not only answered fluently but even told dad jokes to make his sister laugh, and would remind her to take care of her eyes if she looked at the screen for too long.

How is this a mobile assistant?

This is clearly a tool for babysitting!

Originally, when his parents left his sister with him, he had complained a bit because he didn't want to watch a child.

But looking at it now, with this Xiao Dou AI, what was there to fear about watching a child?

Zhang Qizhi looked at his sister's happy face, and the script for that sellout review in his mind was instantly shattered.

He grabbed the camera beside him and aimed it at his sister and the phone.

He had already thought of the title— "guanghui 7 ultra Review: Apple Is in Trouble! This Is Truly a Phone from the Future!"

...

The next morning.

Su Qingxue went to the company early in the morning.

The explosive popularity of the guanghui 7 series kept the whole company so busy they couldn't catch their breath; supply chain demands, media interviews, smear campaigns from competitors... all sorts of things came flying in like snowflakes.

Lu Li was rarely this idle.

During the day, Su Qingxue didn't ask him if he wanted to go to work at the company.

Upon learning about the strange illness he had, Su Qingxue even asked if he was feeling any better.

This made Lu Li feel a bit guilty; he had just been trying to trick his wife, but who knew she would actually believe him.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor of the villa, he watched Su Qingxue's car drive out of the courtyard.

Lu Li walked towards the nanny room and opened the closet; the Android 18 rewarded by the system was still obediently in the closet, covered by a cloth.

He removed the cloth.

Short blonde hair, exquisite features that were flawless, wearing denim shorts and black leggings—it came into view.

If you didn't look closely, this was just a mixed-race beauty with a perfect figure.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

As expected, Su Qingxue hadn't discovered this thing.

Lu Li reached out and patted that cold but delicately textured face.

"Sorry, in order to make that old man more convinced, I have to borrow an arm from you."

Last night's fire made him realize that hiding certain technologies was meaningless.

Today was also the seventy-third birthday of Su Qingxue's grandfather.

That old man's status was quite extraordinary; in the seventies, he was just a workshop director at a tractor factory. Later, when the factory's performance was poor, he was kicked out by the head office and left with an independent mess.

It was he who gritted his teeth, scraped together money to go private, dismantled the old factory's tractor production line, reinstalled it, and plunged headfirst into the blue ocean market of household cars.

When they lacked technology, he led the team to chew through blueprints; when there were no sales channels, he traveled all over the country to find distributors, and he managed to turn a small factory on the verge of bankruptcy into the current trillion-scale Su Group, step by step.

Its subsidiaries include Kaiya Automotive Enterprise, Su Precision Machinery, and Chuanghui LCD TV manufacturing enterprise.

If Lu Li wanted to develop Robots, getting Elder Su's support would make things twice as easy with half the effort.

He didn't want to start a business himself, then slowly poach teams, build laboratories, and lead them to chew through technology; that was too tiring.

Especially since Elder Su's only son, who was also Su Qingxue's father, had died in a car accident.

He must have been looking for a successor all this time.

Lu Li withdrew his gaze and placed it on the cutting-edge technology in front of him, the simulation Robot that was exactly the same as Android 18.

The micro-motor in the arm of this Android 18 was far ahead of the current world; putting this thing in front of Elder Su would be a hundred times better than giving him some golden longevity peach or jade Guanyin, right?