A live stream of someone hand-making a giant white robot attracted the attention of the government,

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

There was no surprise, no doubt, not even a ripple of emotion.

Only a faint electrical hum, mixed with the slight hydraulic buzzing characteristic of a robotic arm in operation, came slowly and steadily from the receiver.

The sound seemed to come from another world, isolated from the rest of the world.

Bai Che has indeed gone back to the lab.

Su Wanqing gripped her phone tightly.

She could even picture the jerk on the other end of the phone, staring at a bunch of complicated parts, with those lazy, dead-fish eyes that seemed to say, "I don't care about anything."

Just when Su Wanqing thought he would hang up, that familiar yet calm voice finally drifted over slowly.

"oh."

One word, a simple and understated statement.

Then, he continued in a casual tone, as if discussing what to have for dinner.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Su."

"The company is newly established and everything needs to be built up. Please bear with us from now on."

"Oh, and remember to pay my salary, and make sure to pay the maximum amount for social insurance and housing fund contributions. Thank you."

Su Wanqing: "..."

All her grand ambitions, responsibilities, and commitments were instantly shattered by the simple phrase, "Remember to pay the maximum social insurance and housing fund contributions."

That bastard!

He just used a broken discus to kick the global edifice of physics and the energy landscape to the brink of collapse.

The world's top scientists are going crazy for him, the most powerful nations are losing sleep over him, and the most arrogant capitalists are wailing for him.

And he himself, the center of this storm, the man who has shaken history, is actually concerned about his social security and housing fund at this moment.

A sense of absurdity, both laughable and exasperated, mixed with a warmth she herself was unaware of, suddenly surged into her heart.

She suddenly understood.

It's not that he doesn't care; he just takes all the troubles, all the things he disdains to deal with that belong to this mundane world, for granted and dumps them on himself.

He was in charge of creating miracles.

And she was responsible for cleaning up the mess left by the miracle.

This is a trust that is unreserved, even somewhat domineering.

For the first time, a weight called "responsibility" pressed down on her shoulders with such clarity. But this weight did not suffocate her; instead, it gave her heart, which had been adrift due to excessive excitement, an unprecedented sense of grounding.

She took a deep breath, and the calmness and decisiveness that belonged to the student council president returned to her body.

"Understood, Chairman."

She hung up the phone and stopped looking at the empty stage exit.

That figure had already walked away, but she had to stand here, shielding him from the world that was about to go mad because of him.

The auditorium was still a mess.

Most media outlets and scholars have already chased after Bai Che's phantom, but a few dozen persistent reporters and some astute independent media personalities remain at the scene, trying to dig out some scraps from the ruins.

Wang Tao was surrounded by this group of people.

"Hey! You're Bai Che's roommate, right? What are his hobbies?"

Is he single? What kind of girl does he like?

What are Zero Boundary Technology's next plans? Will they release even more disruptive products?

Wang Tao was bewildered by the scene, but he quickly found his place.

He puffed out his chest, cleared his throat, and his chubby face was filled with a proud and smug look.

"Ahem, everyone, please be quiet. I am Wang Tao, Chief Public Relations and Strategic Development Advisor of Zero Boundary Technology."

He casually gave himself a title that sounded incredibly impressive.

"Regarding my brother Che... oh no, regarding our Chairman Bai's personal matters, it's a company secret and I cannot disclose it."

He imitated the mannerisms of spokespeople from big companies on TV, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"As for the next steps... I can only say that today's flexible battery is just an appetizer. Have you ever seen the University of Science and Technology of China at 4:30 in the morning? My brother Che's next project is aimed at the stars!"

Wang Tao spoke with great enthusiasm, his words rambling and seemingly unrelated, leaving the group of young reporters stunned and prompting them to frantically take notes.

Su Wanqing watched this scene without stopping him.

She walked straight to Wang Tao's side, and under the astonished gaze of the group of reporters, she calmly said one sentence to him.

"Consultant Wang, thank you for your hard work."

"Now, go and invite all the media friends who are still here to gather under the stage."

"Tell them that in five minutes, the CEO of Zero Boundary Technology will hold his first formal press conference here."

Wang Tao's eyes widened instantly. He looked at Su Wanqing, then at the flashing cameras around him, and a huge sense of excitement overwhelmed him.

CEO?

A press conference/Q&A session?

Isn't this the scene of a regular army that he's been dreaming of?

"Mission accomplished, Mr. Su!"

Wang Tao stood at attention, shouted loudly, and then, as if it were a chicken feather, went off excitedly to gather the scattered reporters.

Su Wanqing ignored the various probing gazes directed at her from all around.

She turned around and, step by step, walked back onto the stage where she had just witnessed history.

The spotlights had been turned off, leaving only a few dim work lights that cast a long shadow of her.

She walked to the very center of the stage, to the spot where the hydraulic press had been placed.

Five minutes later, nearly a hundred reporters and independent media personalities were coaxed and tricked by Wang Tao into gathering below the stage. They were skeptical, whispering among themselves, wondering what this was all about.

Bai Che has already run away. What shocking secrets could a student council president possibly reveal?

However, when Su Wanqing stood in the center of the stage, facing countless cameras and flashes from the audience, the air in the entire auditorium seemed to freeze instantly.

She was still wearing the same simple white shirt and black trousers, without any fancy clothes or elaborate makeup.

But everyone clearly sensed that something was different.

The powerful aura cultivated from years of serving as student council president, combined with the lingering impact of a world-shaking technology launch, fermented into a chilling aura called "power."

She simply stood there quietly, her cool phoenix eyes slowly sweeping over everyone in the audience.

The clamor gradually subsided.

Everyone instinctively shut their mouths and raised their cameras and phones.

Su Wanqing cleared her throat. She didn't take a microphone, but her clear and firm voice clearly pierced through the entire silent auditorium.

Good evening, friends from the media.

"I am Su Wanqing."

She paused slightly, and every word she uttered struck everyone's heart.

"From now on, I, as the CEO of Zero Boundary Technology, will answer your questions."