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

He held up his phone, the screen's light making his face appear deathly pale, his hand trembling as if it were on the highest vibration setting.

Su Wanqing's heart clenched suddenly, and the blood that had just calmed down slightly because of Bai Che's "hunting rifle theory" rushed to her head again with a bang.

She rushed over and snatched the phone from Wang Tao's hand.

A line of blood-red, bold headline, like a slap in the face, slammed into her vision.

Bloomberg: Arrogance or Madness? China's Tech Upstart Responds to Apple's $100 Billion Acquisition with a Single "Get Out!"

Immediately afterwards, Fox News' homepage featured a large image of Bai Che at the press conference, accompanied by a headline that seemed to be stirring up trouble.

A Slap in the Face to the Eagle Nation: Unprecedented Arrogance from China's Rising Star in Technology!

Below, a scrolling video window shows a blond, blue-eyed presenter delivering a passionate speech. The scene then shifts to Richard Stone's familiar, now sullen face, etched with an air of "justice."

"I told you so! This young man lacks the most basic respect for science!" Stone said to the camera, waving his arms in anguish. "Now it seems he also lacks respect for business ethics and international cooperation! He's not a creator; he's an arrogant destroyer! A disgrace to the field of science!"

On social media, a storm called "Boycott ZeroBoundary Technology" is sweeping across the internet. Countless American netizens are typing out angry words on their keyboards, even though they can't even access ZeroBoundary Technology's official website.

It’s over.

Su Wanqing's body went limp, and she almost dropped her phone.

She had considered the worst-case scenario, but the reality collapsed faster and more completely than she had imagined.

This is not commercial suppression, it's media strangulation! They want to use the entire Western media machine to completely nail Bai Che and the newly born Zero Boundary Technology to the pillar of historical shame!

She turned her head stiffly to look at the eye of the storm.

Bai Che strolled leisurely out of the conference room. He didn't even glance at his phone screen, but just yawned and asked Wang Tao, who was already in a daze.

"Where's my braised pork knuckle rice?"

Wang Tao's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Su Wanqing felt a rush of blood to her head, and she almost screamed as she shoved her phone in front of Bai Che.

"Braised pork trotters with rice? You can still eat braised pork trotters with rice? Look at the mess you've made! We've been blacklisted worldwide! Are you satisfied now?"

Her voice was distorted with shock and anger.

Bai Che finally lowered his head reluctantly and glanced at the screen. He quickly scanned the glaring headlines and Richard Stone's distorted face, and then, he really only glanced at it.

"oh."

He gave a monosyllabic response, then looked up at Wang Tao again, even frowning slightly.

"I want two portions of pork knuckles, don't forget."

"..."

Su Wanqing was completely stunned.

She looked at the man in front of her, a man who, even in the face of towering waves, was only concerned with whether his lunch included a double portion of pork knuckle.

For the first time, she began to doubt whether her decision to stay was a complete mistake. This man wasn't some hidden genius at all; he was a complete madman!

In the midst of this despairing silence, Wang Tao's phone, which was shaking so badly it was almost smoking, suddenly started ringing frantically.

It was a barrage of push notifications from various apps, so dense it sounded like a hailstorm of metal.

Wang Tao subconsciously looked down and froze instantly.

The fear on his face was being replaced at a visible speed by an extreme, ghost-like astonishment.

With trembling hands, he opened Weibo, the largest social media platform in China.

#Explosive# Get lost!

#Breaking News# Bai Che goes head-to-head with Apple.

#New# The most principled man in the tech world.

A series of bright red keywords dominated the entire trending search list.

Wang Tao's finger slid down uncontrollably, clicking on the top-ranked entry, "Get Lost".

The pinned image is a screenshot that has been photoshopped into countless memes, showing the content of Bai Che's reply.

"Get lost."

The comments section below is completely in an uproar!

"Hahahaha! Holy crap! That's so damn awesome! This is the backbone that a true Chinese man should have!"

"Awesome! Absolutely awesome! A hundred billion US dollars to buy out our future? Get lost! Those two words perfectly express my feelings! White God is so delusional!"

"Upstairs, the US wants to buy our core technology with money? Dream on! 'Get lost' is an understatement! If you ask me, we should tell them to 'crawl!'"

"I'm a fan! This Versailles style, this infuriating attitude—I love it! This is what a tech godfather should be like!"

"Make way, everyone! Bai Shen's Bilibili account is here, link [link], guys, let's follow him! Let Bai Shen see our attitude!"

Wang Tao's breathing became more and more rapid, and the astonishment on his face had turned into a frenzied ecstasy.

He suddenly looked up and turned the phone towards Su Wanqing, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Mr. Su... Mr. Su! Look! The domestic reaction!"

Su Wanqing mechanically took the phone.

She saw it.

She saw the overwhelming praise, the comments brimming with pride and excitement, and the "Get Lost" meme that was wildly shared by netizens.

She then opened Bai Che's Bilibili account.

The number of fans in the backstage area is skyrocketing.

Five million... six million... seven million...

Every jump in the numbers was like a heavy hammer blow, shattering all the business logic and crisis communication theories she had previously built up.

How could this be?

How did a public relations disaster that could have ruined any multinational corporation turn into a nationwide carnival in China?

This is unscientific! This is uncommercial! This is illogical! Her CPU completely burned out, and her worldview was crumbling piece by piece.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wang Tao couldn't hold it in any longer. He clutched his stomach and rolled around on the ground laughing.

"Brother Che! You're famous! You're absolutely famous! More famous than any other celebrity! 'Get lost!' Hahahaha, that's awesome! They're even calling it the 'Get Lost' meme, and now the whole internet is using it!"

He laughed wildly while gesturing wildly to show Bai Che the derivative works created by those silly netizens.

"Brother Che, look at this! The boss asked me why I was late, and I told him, 'Get lost!'"

"And this too, my girlfriend asked me which was more important, the game or her, and I replied..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold, inanimate object.

Bai Che had picked up an empty parts box from the table at some point and threw it directly at Wang Tao, hitting him squarely on the forehead.

"Shut up."

Bai Che rubbed his temples, which were throbbing from the noise, his face full of disgust, saying "You guys are so noisy."

He finally picked up his phone and opened Bilibili. Looking at the number of followers that had already surpassed eight million and was still skyrocketing, there was no joy on his face, only a deep, heartfelt weariness.

trouble.

This is a huge problem.

Just then, a voice that only he could hear rang in his mind.

[Ding! Large-scale double standards detected. Influence points are skyrocketing!]

[Judgment: "Factional Perception Misalignment" effect activated! The stark contrast between the enemy faction's anger and our faction's fervor temporarily increases Influence Point acquisition efficiency by 300%!]

[Current influence points: 98,547,210... Exceeding 100 million!]

[The task "Restore Solid-State Lithium Metal Battery" has been completed!]

[Ding! Rewards being distributed...]

Bai Che stared at the notification that popped up on the system panel and turned off the screen expressionlessly.

He looked up at the two people over there, one laughing uncontrollably and the other completely paralyzed, and sighed.

He took out a pair of noise-canceling headphones from his desk drawer and put them on, then took out the belated braised pork trotter rice from the takeout bag and opened the lunchbox.

The rich aroma of soy sauce instantly filled the air.

In the eye of this global media storm, ignited by his own hand, amidst a bizarre atmosphere of ecstasy and dazedness.

Bai Che picked up a piece of stewed pork trotter that was soft, tender, and glistening, and put it in his mouth.

Really fragrant.