The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Dai Dama pushed the laptop toward Chen Zhi.

"Mr. Chen, stop fiddling with the controller, take a look at this."

Dai Dama turned the screen around.

"YouTube, 20 million views in four hours."

Chen Zhi glanced at it.

The video title is very blunt.

AI phones from China are driving the market crazy; Apple and Samsung must be losing sleep over it.

The comments section below is entirely machine-translated Chinese.

"Dear Chinese godfather, please send me the purchase link. I've already prepared my wallet."

"I'm willing to donate my credit card to this magic phone; please don't discriminate against European users."

"Why are you Chinese allowed to use it first? This is technological racism!"

"Shut up and take my money!"

Chen Zhi flipped through a few pages and chuckled.

"This year's foreigners are learning Chinese pretty quickly."

Dai Dama then switched to Twitter.

Number one on the trending list.

#MossPhone#

second.

#ChineseAIMagic#

third.

#TakeMyMoneyChen#

Dai Da-mai pointed at the screen, his voice slightly shaky.

"The website is experiencing a surge in traffic from overseas IPs, and the servers are almost overwhelmed. There are also a bunch of overseas tech bloggers asking about the review unit, and people in Europe are already listing it on eBay for resale, with prices going up to $1,500."

Chen Zhi stroked his chin.

"It sells for 3999 in China, but a bunch of competitors are blocking the screen."

He glanced at the comments section again.

"There are tons of people abroad waving money around and calling me 'daddy'."

Dai Dama shrugged.

"The contrast was so stark that I almost wanted to call the police."

Chen Zhi placed the game console on the table.

"No need to call the police, just open the door and collect the money."

Dai Dama was stunned.

"Are you going out to sea?"

"Aren't they trying to suffocate us in the country?"

Chen Zhi turned the computer back and tapped the desktop twice with his fingers.

"Then jump out."

Dai Da Mai immediately frowned.

"Going global isn't as simple as just posting a link and selling. Certifications in the European and American markets, operator channels, after-sales service, taxes, patent risks—it's all a minefield."

Chen Zhi picked up his phone.

"So let's dig the pit first and see who will willingly jump in."

He dialed Huang Zhang's video call.

The other end answered very quickly.

Huang Zhang's hair was so messy it looked like he had just crawled out of the production line.

"Mr. Chen, what's wrong now? Don't tell me there's another new job."

Chen Zhi got straight to the point.

"Old Huang, get ready to go out to sea."

Huang Zhang remained silent for three seconds.

"What did you say?"

"Selling Moss phones overseas."

Huang Zhang sat up straight.

"Don't be ridiculous. Meizu's domestic channels haven't fully recovered yet, and its overseas channels have been cut off for a long time. They haven't obtained FCC and CE certifications in Europe and the US, and they haven't gone through the network access process with the carriers. If they ship the goods rashly, customs will just seize them."

Dai Da Mai added insult to injury from the sidelines.

"And then there's the GDPR, the EU's privacy regulations are a real pain, and the US has a whole bunch of weird compliance issues."

Huang Zhang nodded quickly.

"Yes, this isn't a place where you can do whatever you want just because your product is amazing. Foreigners aren't stupid; before they buy something, they ask if it's compliant with regulations."

Chen Zhi leaned back in his chair.

"Who said I was going to build my own distribution channels?"

Huang Zhang was taken aback.

"So how do you want to sell it?"

Chen Zhi opened the Twitter backend and logged into the official Deep Space Technology account.

"Let them find it themselves."

Dai Dama came closer.

"What?"

Chen Zhi thought for a moment.

"Keep it simple, foreigners like things to be direct."

He typed a line of English.

——Moss Phone, coming soon.

The accompanying image is an all-black teaser image with only a silver-gray Moss logo in the center.

Dai Dama stared at those few words.

"this one?"

"That's it."

Chen Zhi clicked "send".

Ten seconds later, comments started flooding in.

Thirty seconds later, the number of reposts exceeded 10,000.

Five minutes later, a new term appeared on Twitter's trending list.

#MossPhoneComingSoon#

Dai Da Mai watched the numbers on the backstage jump up, and his throat moved.

"This fish bit the hook way too fast."

Huang Zhang remained silent for a long time on the other end of the video call, then suddenly cursed.

"Damn, that's a really underhanded move."

Chen Zhi looked up.

"How should I put it? This is called an internationalization strategy."

Huang Zhang: "You're just too lazy to find the right channels."

"Why should I go door-to-door knocking when I can have people lining up to come to my door?"

Dai Dama gave a thumbs up.

"Mr. Chen, you're becoming more and more like those unscrupulous capitalists."

"Don't be so harsh, I haven't even started making a price offer yet."

……

Shenzhen.

Wang Dong stared at the Twitter screenshot, his face grim.

Several senior executives sat at the table, none of them daring to speak first.

The PR director handed over the tablet.

"Mr. Wang, Deep Space Technology just released an overseas teaser, and it's generating a lot of buzz online again."

Wang Dong slammed the tablet on the table.

"What gives him the right?"

No one responded.

Wang Dong paced back and forth a couple of times, feeling a tightness in his chest from anger.

They joined forces with four manufacturers to force Samsung to stop supplying screens, originally intending to cause Meizu Deep Space to run out of stock.

If there's a shortage of stock, you'll get criticized.

I'll unsubscribe if I get scolded.

After the cancellations, cash flow tightened, and even the mighty Deep Space Technology had to bow down.

As a result, Chen Zhi didn't even bother acting; he simply exposed them.

Now it's even more outrageous.

As soon as the domestic supply chain was disrupted, he turned around and went overseas to sell at high prices.

"What did Baidu say?"

The PR director quickly checked the messages.

"Qiandu's public relations department said that they can launch an overseas public opinion campaign."

Wang Dong stopped.

"What plan?"

"Privacy security".

The PR director lowered his voice.

"Overseas users have always been sensitive to Chinese technology products. We can publish articles on Twitter, Facebook, and Reddit, saying that Moss phones steal user privacy, upload contacts and location information, and then steer the conversation toward spyware."

Wang Dong didn't rush to speak.

After a few seconds, he raised his hand and tapped the table.

"Let's do it this way."

The general counsel hesitated.

"Mr. Wang, what if we get caught..."

Wang Dong turned and stared at him.

"So what if we find out? It was sent through Hai Ke Shell Company, what does that have to do with us?"

No one in the meeting room tried to persuade them anymore.

Wang Dong picked up his phone and dialed the number on Qiandu's end.

"Don't let Chen Zhi get out to sea smoothly."

He paused, his voice low.

"If we can't control him domestically, we'll make foreigners fear him first."

……

Evening, Wanliu Academy.

When Li Zhiyi brought the bone broth out of the kitchen, Chen Zhi was flipping through the EU privacy law on the sofa.

The computer screen was filled with English terms and conditions.

His left leg was still in a cast, with a crutch next to him and a half-cold glass of water on his right.

Li Zhiyi placed the soup on the coffee table.

"Drink the soup first."

Chen Zhi stared at the screen without moving.

"Wait until I finish reading this part."

Li Zhiyi sat down next to him and glanced at the computer.

"GDPR?"

Chen Zhi looked up.

"You've learned all of this?"

Li Zhiyi nodded.

"Our teacher mentioned that the EU has very strict requirements for personal data processing, especially regarding user consent, data minimization, and cross-border transfers."

Chen Zhi pushed the computer over.

"Attorney Li, the organization needs you."

Li Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.

"I haven't graduated yet."

"It's okay, I haven't graduated either."

Chen Zhi picked up the soup bowl and took a sip.

"From now on, you will be responsible for reviewing the EU privacy terms, focusing on which features of the overseas version of Moss should be turned off by default, which features require pop-up authorization, and which data should not be sent back to the domestic server."

Li Zhiyi looked down at the computer and slid her finger across the touchpad.

"You really want my help?"

"nonsense."

Chen Zhi leaned back on the sofa.

"You're a top student in the law department of Renmin University, you can't just be responsible for supervising me to take my medicine all day long."

Li Zhiyi corrected him in a low voice.

"You should have taken your medication anyway."

Chen Zhi: "..."

He pointed to the computer.

"Okay, boss, here's your first task: submit a compliance checklist to me by tomorrow morning."

Li Zhiyi looked up.

"Tomorrow morning?"

Chen Zhi coughed.

"Of course, it can also be done the day after tomorrow. The boss is quite humane."

Li Zhiyi pushed the soup bowl to his side.

"You finish your drink first, then I'll get back to work."

"Attorney Li, this is workplace bullying."

"Um."

She carried the computer to the carpet and sat down cross-legged.

"You can go to labor arbitration."

This girl is getting better and better at controlling him.

It was past 11 p.m.

The only sound in the living room was the soft clatter of the computer keyboard.

Chen Zhi lay half-reclined on the sofa, holding a list of overseas patents in his hand. He closed his eyes after reading only a few lines.

Li Zhiyi sat on the carpet, with a thick English-Chinese legal dictionary next to her.

She was very slow in her investigation.

For each clause that might affect Moss functionality, I copied it into a separate document and added a note in Chinese.

When Chen Zhi woke up, it was almost one o'clock.

He reached out and closed her laptop.

Li Zhiyi looked up.

"I'm not finished yet."

"I'll do it tomorrow."

"Didn't you say you wanted it in the morning?"

"The boss has changed the requirements now."

Chen Zhi placed the computer on the other side of the coffee table.

Go to sleep.

Li Zhiyi is a bit stubborn.

"I'd like to help too."

Chen Zhi looked at her for a while, then threw the blanket next to him over.

"The condition for helping is that you don't burn yourself out. If you have dark circles under your eyes tomorrow, my mom will call and scold me again."

Li Zhiyi hugged the blanket and got up after a while.

"Then you should sleep too."

"I'll watch for a while longer."

Li Zhiyi stopped.

Chen Zhi immediately changed his tune.

"I'm going to sleep."

Only then did she walk towards the guest room.

As she reached the door, she turned back.

"Chen Zhi".

"Um?"

"From now on... don't shoulder everything alone."

Chen Zhi picked up the water glass, pretending not to understand the meaning behind her words.

"That won't do, I'm a domineering CEO."

Li Zhiyi looked at him.

Even domineering CEOs need to take medicine.

Before entering the house, Li Zhiyi gently closed the door.

The living room quieted down.

Chen Zhi picked up his phone and made a call to Lao Zhao.

Old Zhao answered very quickly.

"Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhi spoke lazily.

"Uncle Zhao, has President Pei been busy lately?"

Old Zhao paused for a moment.

"The young lady attends school."

"That's perfect."

Chen Zhi raised his voice a little.

"Please tell her for me that Deep Space Technology is about to negotiate with the Europeans. I plan to sign the contract directly using the domestic company entity, and I'm too lazy to do any tax structure for the profits, since the foreigners will pay anyway."

Old Zhao remained silent.

Chen Zhi continued.

"Also, if the other party wants exclusive agency, I'll just sign it. Anything like performance-based agreements, guarantees, or breach of contract clauses will do. I get a headache looking at contracts."

Old Zhao finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mr. Chen, it's best to be cautious about this kind of thing."

"It's alright, I'm tough."

Chen Zhi yawned.

"Don't tell her, she's blocked me now, and I don't want to bother her."

Old Zhao: "..."

The phone hangs up.

Chen Zhi tossed his phone aside.

Three minutes later.

A study room at Peking University's Guanghua School of Management.

Pei Ningxue looked at the text message sent by Lao Zhao, and the pen in her hand snapped with a "crack".

The two classmates next to him were startled.

Pei Ningxue looked down at the few lines of text, her chest heaving slightly.

"idiot."

……

The next morning.

Dai Dama rushed into the office.

"Mr. Chen, there's Best Buy in the US, MediaMarkt in Europe, Carphone Warehouse in the UK, and a bunch of other carriers."

He opened the top email.

"This is the most important one."

Chen Zhi glanced at the sender.

Vodafone Europe.

Vodafone?

"Yes, one of the largest telecom operators in Europe. Richard, their European president, proposed a video conference this afternoon to discuss the European agency."

Dai Dama had just finished speaking when he added another sentence.

"But there's a problem."

"explain."

"Cross-border negotiations involve overseas taxes, revenue sharing, certification costs, after-sales responsibilities, and restrictions on exclusive agency rights. We currently do not have a finance manager with experience in these areas."

His voice was a little softer.

"This job used to be done by Pei Zongqian."

Chen Zhi picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

"Who said there isn't?"

Dai Dama was taken aback.

"Didn't President Pei withdraw his shares and run away?"

Chen Zhi turned his phone over.

The above is a short message without any notes.

[Exclusivity agreements are not possible for European business. Distribution fees are capped at 10%. Certification and customs clearance must be borne by the other party. The contract will be with a Singapore SPV, with profits flowing back to Hong Kong. Specific documents are available on my internal network.]

After Dai Dama finished reading, his mind went blank for two seconds.

"Who is this?"

Chen Zhi put the phone away.

"A helpful netizen."

Dai DaMai: "..."

3 PM.

Deep Space Technology Conference Room.

Chen Zhi sat in the main seat, leaning on his cane, with Dai Dama sitting beside him. The legal, public relations, and hardware teams were all online.

The video call was connected.

A blond man appeared on the screen, dressed in a sharp suit.

Richard exchanged a few pleasantries at the beginning, and the translator had only spoken halfway when the advisor behind the other party handed him a document.

Richard got straight to the point.

"Vodafone can help Moss Phone enter the European market, but we need exclusive distribution rights in Europe."

The translation was barely finished when the next sentence was even more ruthless.

"Channel revenue share, 40%."

The faces of several people in the conference room changed.

Dai Dama muttered a curse under his breath.

"Is this a robbery?"

Richard seemed not to understand Chinese, but maintained his businesslike smile.

"The European market is very complex; without our channels, you will find it extremely difficult to operate."

Chen Zhi raised his hand, interrupting the translator.

"No need to flip it."

He picked up the Moss from the table.

"Moss, start real-time simultaneous interpretation conference mode."

The phone screen lights up.

The next second, Chen Zhi's Chinese was transcribed into fluent English and played directly from the conference room speakers.

"Richard, your proposal is interesting, but too expensive."

Richard paused for a moment.

The French advisor behind him whispered something in French.

Moss translated almost simultaneously.

He said the system's spoken response speed was abnormal, like a real person translating.

The German advisor frowned and added in German.

Moss continued translating.

He said that if this were to be operated locally, the cost of localization in Europe would be incredibly low.

Richard's businesslike expression finally crumbled.

Chen Zhi didn't stop.

"Moss explained the European privacy localization plan to the three consultants in German, French, and Italian, requiring compliance with local laws and regulations."

The phone paused briefly, less than a second.

Then, three languages ​​were spoken in turn.

Inside the conference room, the people from Deep Space Technology remained relatively calm.

After all, they had been paralyzed by the tremors many times before.

On the other side of the screen, the people behind Richard were already getting restless.

Richard remained silent for a long time before finally accepting the shock from the AI.

When he spoke again, his tone had changed.

"Chen, Vodafone attaches great importance to this cooperation. We can discuss the revenue sharing ratio further."

Chen Zhi opened the file sent by Pei Ningxue.

"No discussion."

He raised his head.

The European version has a uniform price of $999.

Richard frowned.

"This price..."

Chen Zhi continued speaking directly.

"Vodafone takes a 10% channel fee and is responsible for all certifications, customs clearance, operator network access, and after-sales service network access in Europe."

Richard's face darkened.

"10% is too low."

"Then 8%."

Richard: "..."

Chen Zhi put the engineering machine back on the table.

"Mr. Richard, I'm not here to ask you to help me sell my phone."

"I'm giving you 10% today because you sent the email first."

"If American distributors come in tomorrow, there might only be 7% left."

Silence fell on the other end of the video call.

Half a minute later, the advisors behind Richard began to whisper among themselves.

Moss thoughtfully translated for Chen Zhiting.

"They recommended accepting it. Their reasoning was that Moss Phone had an exclusive window of opportunity, and once that window was missed, European operators would be bypassed by other channels."

Richard's face turned green.

Chen Zhi waved his hand.

"Moss, a business meeting mode, eliminates the need to translate the other party's internal communications."

Moss: "Closed."

Dai Da-mai lowered his head, trying to suppress a laugh, his shoulders shaking.

Richard adjusted his posture.

"Chen, Vodafone can accept a 10% channel fee, but the initial supply volume must be guaranteed."

"One hundred thousand units."

"Too little."

"The first batch of 100,000 units."

Chen Zhi corrected him.

"We'll discuss the second batch after we sell out."

Richard stared at the camera.

"We need the first European start."

Chen Zhi turned to a page of the contract.

"One month."

"Three months."

"Fifteen days."

Richard took a deep breath.

"One month."

Chen Zhi nodded.

"make a deal."

Dai Dama immediately sent over the electronic contract.

A few minutes later, Vodafone confirmed the news.

Richard signed the framework agreement.

Before the meeting ended, he looked at Chen Zhi and finally couldn't hold back.

"Chen, how much do you sell yours for in China?"

Chen Zhi smiled.

"3999 RMB".

Richard: "..."

His translator subconsciously added a sentence.

"About five hundred and fifty US dollars."

There was silence on the other end of the video call.

Richard hesitated for a long time.

Why are things so expensive in Europe?

Chen Zhi was very serious.

"Because European users have greater respect for intellectual property rights."

Dai Dama lowered his head, suppressing a laugh.

The video call ended.

There was a two-second silence in the conference room, then Dai Dama slammed his hand on the table.

"$999! 100,000 units! That's a hundred million US dollars in revenue!"

The legal team was also a bit confused.

"Moreover, Vodafone handles all the certification and customs clearance."

The public relations manager murmured.

"Losing money to make friends domestically, then earning dollars with tears in your eyes abroad?"

Chen Zhi leaned back in his chair.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Everyone looked at him.

Chen Zhi slowly added a sentence.

"The extra cost is tariffs; the EU won't let us sell too cheaply."

Dai Dama gave a thumbs up.

"Mr. Chen, you're shameless."

"Old Dai, just make it official."

Dai Da-mai immediately started typing.

Ten minutes later.

Deep Space Technology's Twitter account has been updated.

【Moss AI Phone European launch. $999. First batch: 100,000 units. Pre-order now.】

The accompanying image is of a Moss phone against a black background.

The comment section exploded instantly.

"999? That's reasonable! I want two!"

"Cheaper than an iPhone, more real than magic."

"Our adoptive father has finally opened the door!"

"Shut up and take my money!"

The news quickly reached China.

In the conference room of Dachang in Shenzhen, Wang Dong stared at the screenshot, frozen in place.

The PR director's voice was weak.

"Mr. Wang... the European pre-sale page is now open."

"Where's the data?"

"Ten minutes, 37,000 units."

Wang Dong suddenly turned his head.

"How many?"

Eighteen minutes into the pre-sale.

100,000 units sold out.

At that moment, the secretary pushed open the door and came in, looking even worse than him.

"Mr. Wang, the smear articles from overseas published by Baidu were immediately reposted by the official Moss account."

Wang Dong's heart sank.

"What are they forwarding?"

The secretary handed over the tablet.

Deep Space Technology's official Twitter account just posted a new update.

【Some people say Moss steals privacy. Tomorrow, we open source our privacy audit interface and invite European regulators to test it live.】

Some people say we're invading privacy. Tomorrow, we'll have European regulatory agencies broadcast our testing live.

Wang Dong stared at the words, about to curse, when his phone suddenly rang.

Caller ID: Li Mingyuan (Qiandu).

He answered the call.

The person on the other end of the phone only said one sentence.

"Mr. Wang, Chen Zhigang submitted materials to the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, saying that the four major domestic manufacturers and Baidu are suspected of organizing overseas false public opinion to attack Chinese technology companies going global."

Wang Dong held his phone, remaining silent for a long time.

Li Mingyuan's voice was even lower.

"We've been told to go to Beijing at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to explain the situation."