Reborn in the red age

"Everyone, this is our company's Asian R&D center in China, which has the largest artificial intelligence R&D team in Asia."

In an office on a certain floor of the Huaxin Building, He Guangqin proudly led the three major domestic home appliance giants to visit the company's R&D center.

In 1977, the Internet in China had only been in use for three years, and percent of the people had not yet been exposed to the Internet.

Ninety-nine percent of people have never heard of the term artificial intelligence, but here, a group of outstanding engineers from Lemon Company have been developing it for three years and have achieved considerable interim results.

The three giants of home appliances consider themselves to be well-informed people and are well-known figures in the domestic technology community.

But here, when I saw the dense codes jumping on those heavy computers and the engineers in white coats debugging robots, I suddenly felt like a country bumpkin who knew nothing.

Pushing open the glass door of the office, He Guangqin led everyone to a large workstation and proudly said to the machine that was running automatically: "Xiao Ning, Xiao Ning, good afternoon."

The machine in front of the workstation made a slight humming sound, and then a female voice with an electric current sounded: "Good afternoon, Mr. He, today's weather is sunny and the temperature is moderate, suitable for going out for a walk. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I still have work to do. Let's take a walk another day. Now play some soothing music. I need to relax."

“Zizizi. OK, I’ll play it for you.”

As soothing music sounded in the office, He Guangqin turned to look at the three people who were speechless at the shock of the scene before them, and introduced with a smile: "This is Xiao Ning, the first generation of intelligent algorithm model we independently developed. Although it is not perfect yet, it can already realize simple voice recognition functions and make simple interactions."

Ni Runfeng, Zhang Ruimin and He Xiangjian were stunned.

Although they had heard Li Qingfeng talk about the concept of artificial intelligence yesterday, they were still shocked to see such an advanced voice assistant with their own eyes.

Ni Runfeng couldn't help but ask, "Secretary He, how does this little lemon work? Can it really understand what we say?"

"Of course. The core of Xiao Ning is a speech recognition system based on deep learning. It analyzes the user's voice input, identifies keywords and intentions, and then calls the corresponding program to complete the task."

Zhang Ruimin's eyes flashed with excitement: "This is amazing! Once this technology is applied to home appliances, the competitiveness of the products will definitely be greatly improved."

He Xiangjian also nodded in agreement: "Yes, once the product is launched on the market, it will definitely be the only one on the market."

Looking at the three people who were sighing with admiration, He Guangqin smiled and said nothing, but continued to lead them to visit the next technology under development.

This tour was a task that Qingfeng Li specifically assigned to He Guangqin.

After all, they will be partners in the future, so we can’t just rely on our reputation, right? We have to show them our strength to some extent.

After touring the R&D center, the three giants were completely relieved. There is no false reputation, and they were completely convinced of the strength of Lemon Company.

He shouted that he would send the company's senior engineers over when he returned, and work with the people from Lemon Company to devote themselves to the research and development project of smart home appliances.

"Sent them away?"

Li Qingfeng, who was chatting with Wu Simin who came from Hong Kong in the office, saw He Guangqin coming in from outside. He stopped talking to Wu Simin and asked with a smile.

He Guangqin nodded: "Send them all away. They will return to their respective factories in the afternoon, and then send engineers over."

"That's great. Book your flight to Pengcheng. I'm going to participate in our first Counter-Strike Global Championship."

"Ok"

It is already the end of April, and three days later, the first Counter-Strike tournament scheduled last year will officially begin.

Li Qingfeng didn't want to attend at first, but Wu Simin came to invite him personally, and Li Qingfeng didn't want to refuse the face of Wu Simin, a good student, so he agreed to go to Pengcheng together.

At night, Qingfeng Li did not let Wu Simin stay in a hotel. Instead, he took her home and let her stay there for one night before setting off together the next day.

After returning home, Hu Jiabao, who had already been notified, left work early and specially invited someone to his home to cook a table of Sichuan cuisine to entertain Wu Simin.

At dinner, Hu Jiabao warmly invited Wu Simin to sit down and said with a smile: "Simin, long time no see. I heard that you are doing very well in Hong Kong. Your teacher often praises you at home."

"Teacher Wu, you are too kind. I didn't actually do anything. It was all thanks to your strong support," Wu Simin said modestly.

Qingfeng Li waved his hand: "Simin, you are too modest. It is mainly because of your strong personal ability. Otherwise, even if I give you more support, it would be difficult to achieve the current results."

The three of them ate and chatted, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Hu Jiabao was very interested in Wu Simin's work and life in Hong Kong and asked many questions. Wu Simin answered them one by one and also shared some interesting stories in Hong Kong.

After dinner, Li Qingfeng and Wu Simin were sitting in the living room, discussing the Counter-Strike Global Championship. The two children ran over and pulled Li Qingfeng to say that they also wanted to go to Pengcheng to observe the competition.

It is not surprising that the two children have such an idea. As the competition approaches, Pengcheng, which is hosting a world-class competition for the first time, has also begun to exert its efforts in the media.

Constantly promoting the upcoming first Counter-Strike Global Championship.

Whether it is newspapers or television stations, the publicity efforts are unprecedented.

Newspapers reported news about the 'bidding competition' every day, and television stations broadcast character images and battle scenes non-stop, attracting the attention of the entire country.

This kind of popular event has created a wave of enthusiasm among students who like to keep up with the trends.

They are the first and fifteenth days for junior high school students and elementary school students respectively. It would be strange if they don’t follow this trend.

Li Qingfeng looked at the expectant eyes of the two children, hesitated for a moment, and said: "I have no objection, but I have to ask your mother. If your mother agrees, then I will take you there."

It was not holiday time yet, and the competition would not be over for a week. Li Qingfeng had no say on whether the two children could go or not. It depended on Hu Jiabao's opinion.

"Okay, I'll go ask my mom right away."

The two children responded, quickly opened the door of the study, and went to find Hu Jiabao who was studying his latest paper.

I don't know what they said, but Hu Jiabao finally agreed to their request, but not all of it. Instead, he compromised. He didn't watch the previous games, asked for leave from school on Friday, and flew to Pengcheng to watch the finals.

Early the next morning, Qingfeng Li and Simin Wu boarded a plane to Pengcheng together.

Since the game "Counter-Strike" is also extremely popular abroad, players are also looking forward to the first global bidding competition.

Before the competition started, I got my passport early and took a plane to Pengcheng.

As a result, when Qingfeng Li got off the plane, he saw a large number of foreign faces at the airport, speaking their own language and chatting excitedly in groups of three or five.

After glancing at the group of foreigners, Qingfeng Li withdrew his gaze and observed the changes in the surrounding airport.

When seeing the welcome messages in both Chinese and English covering the walls, and the young volunteers wearing red vests everywhere, Li Qingfeng made a "tsk tsk tsk" sound.

Following Li Qingfeng's gaze, Wu Simin smiled and explained, "Pengcheng attaches great importance to these foreign tourists. These volunteers are all foreign language students borrowed from Yangcheng. They can all speak fluent English, and many of them can speak multiple languages."

"Really? Pengcheng really put in a lot of effort." Li Qingfeng didn't care. He shrugged and said, "Okay, let's go. The perfume here is a bit strong."

The two walked out of the airport with the crowd. The driver who came to greet them had been waiting for a long time. Due to the incident that happened in Pengcheng last time, the security measures this time were very well prepared.

There were a total of eight vehicles in front and behind, tightly protecting the vehicle Li Qingfeng was riding in the middle.

After arriving at their residence and taking a short rest, Qingfeng Li and Simin Wu rushed to the competition venue without stopping.

Before entering the venue, warm cheers and exciting electronic music hit us.

Outside the venue, promotional posters of all participating teams were posted in prominent locations, printed with the team logos and photos of the players. Fans from all over the world took photos around the posters, and the scene was very lively.

In the past year, many foreign TV stations have also launched continuous coverage of the Counter-Strike Global Championship.

In addition, a TV station bought authorization from Wu Simin and held a small-scale friendly match.

Some professional teams that have performed well already have a lot of fans.

Walking into the venue, the staff are carrying out the final equipment debugging and site layout in a tense and orderly manner.

There was nothing interesting to see here, so Li Qingfeng walked around for a while and then left in a car, asking the driver to take him around Pengcheng.

Let’s see what changes have taken place in Pengcheng in the past six months since I last visited.

The motorcade drove slowly on the streets of Pengcheng. Wu Simin, who was sitting next to him, introduced Li Qingfeng: "A month before the championship, Pengcheng carried out the most severe crackdown on local gangsters and speeding gangs. Now the public security is unprecedentedly good."

"Let alone hooligans and gangsters, there is not even a homeless person on the roadside. Even those who forcibly help people carry their luggage at the train station or ask for directions and collect money are not allowed. Anyone caught will be dealt with severely."

Listening to Wu Simin's story, there was no surprise on Qingfeng Li's face. This kind of thing was the most basic. After all, there were so many foreign guests. If they saw that the public security in Pengcheng was in chaos, it would be embarrassing for the whole world.

When passing by a park, Li Qingfeng saw a large number of well-dressed men and women cleaning the streets. He couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Are all the sanitation workers in Pengcheng dressed so well?"

"Oh, this is an activity organized by the street to help sanitation workers clean up. There are quite a lot of such things recently." Wu Simin just took a look and spoke.

"A lot lately? Wasn't there before?"

"never heard of that"

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I strolled around Pengcheng and personally asked passers-by about temporary residence permits and shelters. I felt relieved after confirming that shelters like Zhangmutou had been cancelled and the cost of applying for a temporary residence permit had been greatly reduced.

The last time he made such a fuss, he offended many local leaders. But finally, he saw some tangible changes. Li Qingfeng felt relieved and felt that all his efforts were not in vain.

“Dear audience friends from all over the world, the long-awaited first Counter-Strike Global Championship Finals is about to kick off.”

The competition was about to begin. On the gorgeous stage, an unknown female host held a microphone and announced loudly.

In the large gymnasium provided free of charge by Pengcheng, the venue with a capacity of 10,000 people was packed with cheers and encouragement in various languages. Li Qingfeng was sitting in the seat closest to the stage.

Looking at the female host on the stage who looked average and had average professional skills, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but ask Wu Simin who was standing beside him: "Where did you find this host?"

Without waiting for Wu Simin to answer, the middle-aged man sitting on the other side of Li Qingfeng smiled and said, "Professor Li, the host on the stage is my daughter. How is she? Not bad, right?"

"Forehead"

Looking at the other party's smug expression, Li Qingfeng was speechless for a moment. Don't you know what level your daughter is at?
With this level, he can host a makeshift team of a few hundred people, but to host such a large competition with tens of thousands of people, I can only say that he still needs more practice.

After a moment of silence, Li Qingfeng smiled naturally, "I thought so. It turns out that she is Mayor Liu's daughter. As expected, a good father will have a good daughter. Your daughter has a steady demeanor and a loud voice. She is not at all nervous hosting such a grand event. She must have a bright future."

Mayor Liu smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits after hearing Qingfeng Li's praise. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Professor Li, you are too kind. She just likes to host normally. This time, she relied on herself and fought hard to get this opportunity."

Relying on the opportunity that I fought so hard for? Damn, do you believe this?
How can you have the nerve to say that? You are so shameless.

Li Qingfeng was too lazy to pay attention to his boasting. After he finished speaking, he casually agreed with him and then changed the topic to the e-sports competition: "Mayor Liu, what do you think of this competition? Did it meet your expectations?"

"It's far beyond my expectations. I didn't expect this competition to attract so many foreign media to broadcast it."

Mayor Liu perked up when this was mentioned. This championship was so well organized that it made Pengcheng famous internationally and greatly enhanced its international reputation.

Now he wanted to discuss with Li Qingfeng to hold the future Counter-Strike tournament in Pengcheng.

In this case, wouldn’t Pengcheng become more and more well-known internationally in the future?

This is a real political achievement! (End of this chapter)