57: Chapter 57: Sub-brand "Pioneer" launched, competitors collectively break down!

Tianqiong. Zhang Yuqing. That balding middle-aged man, that greasy face full of the smugness of a petty villain, flashed through his mind.

Lu Li leaned back in the leather seat, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest.

He had originally intended to let this fly jump around for a few more days, just to let Su Qingxue practice.

But this rat didn't seem content.

Not only did it want to steal oil, but it also wanted to burn down the kitchen.

Since he didn't want to be decent, then he would help him be decent.

"Qingxue."

Lu Li's voice broke the silence, carrying a hint of coldness amidst the laziness.

"Don't be angry, it's not worth it."

"Since they say our phones are too expensive and not drop-resistant."

Lu Li paused, a playful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Then we'll make one that's cheap and drop-resistant."

Su Qingxue snapped out of her anger, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment: "What do you mean?"

Lu Li withdrew his gaze, his eyes calm and profound.

"Establish a sub-brand."

"Since Tianqiong Technology likes to occupy the mid-to-low-end market so much, we'll go to their lair and set a fire."

"I want this fire to burn them until not even the bone dregs are left."

Lu Li said calmly.

Su Qingxue's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she reacted instantly.

Was this... a price war?

"You mean, like Xiaomi's Redmi back in the day, specifically creating a brand for volume sales?"

As president, Su Qingxue had an extremely sharp business sense; she sat up straight and listened intently.

When Redmi first came out, it was a true bloodbath, directly wiping out the knock-off phones.

"Then how should we set our strategy?"

Su Qingxue asked this key question.

This was also what Chen Shuyu in the passenger seat was most curious about.

She was also deeply shocked in the passenger seat; if Guanghui Technology released a mid-to-low-end model, it was imaginable that it would completely crush all phones in the one-thousand to two-thousand price range.

"Two paths."

Lu Li held up two fingers.

"First, extreme price-performance ratio. Don't worry about profit, sell it at cost."

"For the elderly, for students, for those who can't afford flagship phones."

"The configuration doesn't need to be top-tier, but the system must be smooth, the standby time must be long, and most importantly—it must be durable."

"Even if we only make one yuan, or even make no money at all."

Lu Li's voice was calm, yet he spoke ruthless words that made people's hearts jump.

"But, Lu Li." Chen Shuyu in the passenger seat couldn't help but interrupt Lu Li, "There wouldn't be any profit that way, right?"

"Who said there's no profit? A good reputation is profit, and it will eventually feed back into Guanghui Technology."

Lu Li waved his hand lightly.

But Chen Shuyu didn't understand what he was saying because she was limited by the era.

Lu Li still remembered that many students used Redmi when they were students, and once they started working, they went straight for Xiaomi flagship phones.

"The second path."

Lu Li's fingers tapped lightly on his knee.

"Specifically to kill the tianqiong t1."

"Use last year's flagship processor, and use our mature non-notched Full-screen display solution for the screen."

"As for the price..."

Lu Li stated a number.

"1999."

The car fell into instant silence.

There was only the slight roar of the engine.

The phone in Chen Shuyu's hand almost slipped.

Su Qingxue's red lips were slightly parted, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

1999?

Buy a Full-screen display?

Buy a flagship-level processor?

And it comes with that terrifyingly smart Doubao AI?

This wasn't making phones.

This was clearly going to the ancestral grave of Tianqiong Technology to dance!

In this era where a samsung s8 still cost five or six thousand, once a 1999 Full-screen display was thrown into the market...

It would be like a nuclear bomb carpet bombing.

Nothing would grow.

"Crazy..."

Chen Shuyu muttered to herself, "Competitors will go crazy, they will really go crazy."

Su Qingxue took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently.

She looked at the man beside her, the admiration in her eyes almost overflowing.

It was ruthless.

But it was also satisfying!

"Go to the company now!"

Su Qingxue decided decisively; she couldn't wait to implement this strategy, "Number 18, turn around, go back to the company!"

However.

The vehicle continued to drive steadily on the route home.

There was no sign of turning at all.

In the driver's seat, Number 18 didn't even turn its head, its voice devoid of ripples:

"Command conflict."

"First priority command: Take the male host home to sleep."

"Rejecting secondary command."

Su Qingxue: "..."

The veins on her forehead throbbed, and she turned to glare at Lu Li: "Lu Li!!"

This damn Robot!

Usually, it pretended to be a blockhead, but at critical moments it didn't listen to anyone, only to Lu Li!

Lu Li held back a laugh and quickly raised his hands in surrender.

"Cough, well, listen to Qingxue."

"Number 18, go to the company."

"Also, is the bed in my office still there? I'm really sleepy; I lost two hairs last night drawing blueprints."

Lu Li was, of course, just saying that; the Robot's blueprints were all drawn by Number 18 itself.

However, Number 18 would certainly not undermine him.

Hearing the command.

Number 18 turned the steering wheel fully.

The Porsche Cayenne completed a textbook U-turn at the intersection and drove steadily in the other direction.

"By the way."

Chen Shuyu seemed to remember something, suddenly turned around, and shook her phone.

"The legal department replied."

"That Zhang Yuqing violated the non-compete agreement; if we sue, he will have to pay at least tens of millions. But..."

Chen Shuyu frowned, looking puzzled.

"Is this person crazy? He'd rather lose everything than stop jumping out to bite us? This doesn't benefit him at all."

Su Qingxue also fell into deep thought.

Indeed, this didn't make sense.

"Because he is a dog."

Lu Li closed his eyes, his voice lazy.

"When a dog bites someone, it's usually because the owner has loosened the leash."

"Owner?"

Chen Shuyu was taken aback.

"Fan Family, Fan Yu."

Lu Li spat out the two names.

Su Qingxue looked up abruptly, her eyes full of shock: "You know the Fan Family? How do you know?"

That was a true powerhouse in the internet industry.

Her mother had indeed intended for her to marry into the family, and the target was the second young master of the Fan Family, Fan Yu.

After she refused, Fan Yu felt he had lost face and threatened to make the Su Family pay.

But these were extremely secret wealthy family scandals; how could Lu Li, an "ordinary person," possibly know?

"Saw it while surfing the net."

Lu Li made up nonsense, not even lifting his eyelids, "Plus a little bit of simple data association analysis."

In reality, this was the information chain that Doubao AI had captured through big data the day before yesterday.

Su Qingxue looked at Lu Li's calm profile, the shock in her heart unable to subside for a long time.

Simple data analysis?

Being able to dig out such secret information, is this called simple?

She was finding it increasingly difficult to see through this man.

Lu Li didn't explain; his consciousness had already sunk into his mind.

As long as he destroyed Tianqiong Technology, he could complete that side quest that had been stuck for a long time.

[T Lithography Machine chip full set process]

And that thing he coveted the most—[Neural Web Virtual Reality helmet (prototype)].

This was his true goal.

As for the Fan Family?

To Lu Li, destroying them would be an afterthought.

Even if they had an incredible backer, it would be useless;

Lu Li still had the blueprints for Nuclear Fusion, room-temperature superconductivity, and even domestically produced 3nm Lithography Machine in his brain.