My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

Seeing Chu Yuan's expression of utter disbelief, Chen Xiaotian felt incredibly pleased.

As the saying goes, "Wealth and honor not returned to one's hometown are like wearing brocade at night." Dad is too modest; this moment of glory can only be taken by me, his son.

Chen Feng listened to his son's heartfelt words, feeling both annoyed and amused.

This kid has done all the things I wanted to pretend to but was too embarrassed to do.

Seeing that Chu Yuan was still in a daze, Chen Xiaotian seemed to think that the time wasn't right, so he waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Auntie? Snap out of it!"

"That's not all. Besides Shanghai, we also own properties in Beijing, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen. Especially in Beijing, we have a huge courtyard house right next to the Forbidden City."

"It's a pity I haven't been there yet. How about we go for a few days together during our vacation? Let's experience what it's like to be a princess!"

Chu Yuan was completely numb.

She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't even utter an exclamation.

Just then.

A sudden, urgent cell phone ring broke the silence inside the car.

Chen Feng glanced at the screen and saw that it was Zhao Ya calling, so he frowned slightly.

He had specifically instructed last night that he was picking up relatives today, and unless the sky were to fall, he should not contact him.

Zhao Ya is a very sensible person; if she calls at this time, it must be something urgent.

Chen Feng pulled the car over to the side of the road and answered the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Ya's voice betrayed a hint of anxiety and tension: "President Chen, I'm so sorry to bother you. But there's an unexpected situation at the company that requires your personal return to handle."

"What's going on?" Chen Feng's heart sank.

"I just received a notice from the city that a leader from the Ministry of Information Industry happened to be inspecting Shanghai and somehow heard about Fengtian Technology's MP3 players going overseas, so he decided to come and investigate."

"And...it's already on its way, it should arrive in about half an hour."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

A leader from the ministry? That's a real big shot!

"Okay, I understand. Immediately notify all department heads to prepare for the reception; make sure everyone is in high spirits. I'll be back right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng took a deep breath and turned to Chu Yuan apologetically, saying, "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry, an important leader is coming to inspect the company, and I have to go back right away. If you don't mind, would you like to come to the company with me?"

"Oh? It's alright, cousin, business is more important!" Chu Yuan quickly waved his hand to show his understanding.

Chen Feng glanced at Chen Xiaotian beside him again, secretly making plans in his mind.

"A sudden visit from ministry leaders is definitely not a casual stroll... This level of inspection often carries the weight of policy direction."

"Bring Xiao Tian along; maybe we can glean some hidden meaning from this kid's thoughts."

So he said without any room for argument, "Xiao Tian, ​​you're coming along too. Be careful and don't say anything out of line."

Chen Xiaotian was just about to go home to play games when he heard he had to go to the company. His face fell. "Dad, I think I'll pass..."

"Enough talk, get in the car."

Chen Feng didn't give him a chance to refute, and with a stomp of the accelerator, the Mercedes S600 shot off like an arrow.

......

Half an hour later, Fengtian Technology.

When Chu Yuan stood in the spacious and bright office building lobby, looking at the well-dressed business elites coming and going, he was completely shocked.

Scenes that were once only seen in TVB business dramas are now unfolding before our eyes in reality.

And everything here actually belongs to that seemingly unassuming cousin.

"Aunt, stop looking, this is just one layer."

Chen Xiaotian leaned close to her ear and whispered, acting as a commentator, "There's another floor downstairs, that's where they make games, that's where they make even more money."

"A game?" Chu Yuan was taken aback.

"Yeah, that game in the news recently where you can trade a knife for a house, that's my dad's."

"What?!"

Chu Yuan almost cried out, quickly covering her mouth, her eyes wide like saucers.

That game that was rumored to be amazing and drove all the boys in the school crazy was actually my cousin's business.

That's way too exaggerated!

Just then, Zhao Ya and several senior executives hurriedly came to greet them.

"Mr. Chen, you've finally arrived."

Zhao Ya glanced at the two people behind Chen Feng. Although she was a little surprised, her professionalism allowed her to quickly adjust her expression. "The leader's motorcade is already downstairs."

"Okay, let's go to my office first."

Chen Feng nodded and instructed as he walked, "This is my cousin Chu Yuan, and Xiao Tian. Have someone look after them and make sure they don't wander off."

"OK."

Zhao Ya smiled and nodded to the two of them. "Hello, I'm Zhao Ya. You can just call me Sister Zhao."

Chu Yuan greeted her somewhat awkwardly, "Hello, Sister Zhao..."

......

Not long after, the group walked into the conference room of Fengtian Technology in a grand manner.

The leader was a middle-aged man with slightly graying temples and a kind face.

Although he was dressed casually, his aura of authority, accustomed to being in a high position, was impossible to conceal.

"Xiao Chen, don't be nervous."

The leader smiled and waved his hand, gesturing for everyone to sit down. "I came here today mainly because I heard that your MP3 players are selling very well in the United States, which has brought honor to 'Made in China,' so I made a special trip to see for myself."

Although Chen Feng was a little nervous, he remained calm on the surface: "Thank you for your concern, leader. Currently, F1 and T1 are indeed performing quite well in the North American market."

"As of last month, the cumulative shipments of the two products have exceeded 400,000 units, with revenue surpassing $100 million..."

Upon hearing this figure, the leader nodded in satisfaction: "Excellent, truly excellent. In this day and age, to be able to export high-tech electronic products back to the United States and still maintain a foothold, Fengtian Technology is unique."

"This is the kind of role model that our private enterprises should be!"

Chen Feng modestly replied, "You flatter us. We're just feeling our way across the river."

Just then, the leader changed the subject, seemingly casually asking, "But Xiao Chen, I heard that your MP3 players use core components from overseas?"

"Especially the decoding chip and flash memory chips, their procurement costs must be quite high, right?"

This unexpected question caused the atmosphere in the meeting room to freeze for a moment.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, this was more than just a simple inspection.

The leader's words had a hidden meaning.

Chen Feng responded cautiously: "The cost is indeed not low, but there is no other way. At present, the domestic semiconductor industry chain is still relatively weak, and the performance indicators of many key components cannot meet our requirements, so we can only rely on imports."

The leader nodded slightly, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over one of his entourage members behind him.

Then, he said with a smile, "Xiao Chen, I don't know if you've heard of Vimicro Electronics? It's a chip design company that our department has been focusing on supporting two years ago."

"Although they haven't been established for long, their R&D team is very strong, and they've made quite a few achievements recently. I think you could definitely consider some technical cooperation with Vimicro for your MP3 player's main control chip."

"Of course, business is business, and the specifics will have to be discussed by the two of you yourselves. It just so happens that Xiao Deng is here today too. You're both young people, so you should have a lot in common."

The leader's words were very polite, without any hint of an administrative order; it was simply a matter of facilitating connections.

Chen Feng finally understood completely.

So this big shot condescended to make this trip today mainly to support Vimicro and give this "favorite son" a hand.

Sure enough, as soon as the words were spoken, a well-mannered young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses stepped forward from behind the leader and offered his hand:

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Deng Zhonghan from Vimicro Electronics. I have long admired your company, Fengtian Technology, which is now a shining example of 'Made in China'."

"You flatter me, Mr. Deng," Chen Feng said politely, shaking hands with the other party.

The moment their hands clasped, Chen Xiaotian, who had been hiding in the corner like a ghost, suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his mind.

[Holy crap! Vimicro? Deng Zhonghan? Isn't this the bigwig who created the "Starlight China Chip"?]

I remember this company was incredibly successful. Although Deng Zhonghan's team only owned 35% of the shares, their technology was truly top-notch. Later, they became the first Chinese chip design company to list on NASDAQ. At their peak, their multimedia chips held a 60% global market share!

Unfortunately, they later went astray strategically, focusing too much on multi-chip architecture and ignoring the need for highly integrated single-chip solutions in mobile devices. As a result, MediaTek overtook them and beat them to a pulp.

However, to be fair, these people have a really solid foundation; they later revived by switching to security and AI chips.

[If we could intervene at this point and guide them to plan ahead for integrated single-chip SoCs, coupled with Peaktech's shipment volume... wow, what chance would MediaTek have?]

Hearing his son's heartfelt words, Chen Feng was deeply shaken, and the way he looked at Deng Zhonghan instantly changed.

So this seemingly refined young man was destined to cause such a stir in the future?

With a 60% global market share, it's a true industry leader!

Moreover, judging from Xiaotian's words, if they could slightly modify their technical approach, the company's future would be limitless.

Deng Zhonghan felt a little uneasy under Chen Feng's sudden, intense gaze and subconsciously touched his face.

"Um...Mr. Chen?"

Chen Feng quickly composed himself, released his grip, and smiled, "President Deng, if your company can truly provide a chip solution that meets our standards, Fengtian Technology would be very happy to cooperate. After all, supporting domestically produced chips is also our bounden duty."

These words both stated the attitude and left room for maneuver.

Deng Zhonghan was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Although Vimicro has strong technology, it is still a startup and what it lacks most is the endorsement of major customers.

With Fengtian Technology's current shipment volume being so strong, securing this order would be a major boon for Vimicro.

"That's great, Mr. Chen! I have confidence in our technology. We can discuss the specific parameter requirements in more detail later," Deng Zhonghan said, suppressing his excitement.

"No problem," Chen Feng readily agreed.

At that moment, Xiaotian's familiar voice rang in my mind again.