To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

After Jiang Zhe left, the man squatted down, picked up the last document, and then saw the business card on the ground.

He picked it up, glanced at it, and read, "Jiang Zhe, General Manager of Jiang Group."

He stared at the business card in silence for a long time.

He then crumpled the business card into a ball and threw it into the nearby trash can.

Upon returning after seeing Jiang Zhe off, Lin Yue sneered, "I told you, someone like you isn't suited for starting a business. Do you think being a boss is so easy? Don't you know who you are!"

Just then, Lin Yue's phone rang.

He answered the call without even looking at it: "Hey, it's you, brother. Not bad, got the money. I'll be over in a bit. It's my treat today, haha. Let's find some new girls. I've got plenty of money now!"

I never imagined that shares that would stink even in the toilet could sell for so much money! As expected, rich kids are really rich; they like buying junk…”

Lin Yue swaggered toward the elevator.

He swaggered and shook his head the whole way, appearing exceptionally arrogant.

At this moment, the person who was hit stood up, holding the stack of documents. He stood at the entrance of the science park, his eyes filled with anger, humiliation, and a trace of resentment.

His name is Lu Ming.

The founder of Qihang Technology, whose company has been established for two years, has developed two products, one of which failed and the other is barely surviving.

The money in the account is only enough to last two months, and I don't know where my salary for next month will come from.

He came to the science park today to talk to a few investors and see if anyone would be willing to give him some money to keep him afloat.

But before he even entered the door, he was scolded.

Lu Ming carried the documents and walked along the road.

After walking for about ten minutes, he turned into a side street.

At the end of the path was a bus stop, where he would take a bus back.

Just then, a person came out of the convenience store next door, holding a bottle of water, and bumped into him.

"Splash—"

The documents were scattered all over the place again.

Lu Ming was stunned, then sighed, squatted down and started picking them up.

The other person also squatted down and hurriedly helped him pick up the documents, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see it..."

Lu Ming looked up and saw a young face.

He had sharp features, a calm gaze, and wore a dark coat, looking clean and neat—completely different from the person from before.

"It's okay, I just didn't hold it properly," Lu Ming said.

The two of them picked up the documents together.

Jiang Jinhuan's hand touched a page of paper, and his gaze fell on it, pausing there.

It was a summary page of a business plan, with one line that read: "Qihang Technology focuses on the application of artificial intelligence technology in traditional industries."

His finger remained on that page, motionless.

Lu Ming looked up and saw that he was looking at his project proposal. He reached out to take it, a little embarrassed, "Um, this is something I just wrote casually, it's not very well-developed..."

"Wait a minute." Jiang Jinhuan didn't let go. His eyes quickly scanned the paper, page after page, each page more and more serious than the last.

Lu Ming squatted on the ground, watching the stranger flip through his business plan. He felt uneasy, but dared not interrupt.

He noticed the man's expression changing, from initial casualness to focus, to a seriousness he had never seen before.

Jiang Jinhuan finished reading the entire plan, then looked up at Lu Ming.

"Did you write this?"

Lu Ming nodded.

"This idea," Jiang Jinhuan pointed to a page, "the application of artificial intelligence in traditional industries. This direction is very new. How did you come up with it?"

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that the first person to seriously ask him this question would be a stranger he bumped into on the roadside.

"I...I used to work in a tech company at an internet company, and then I discovered that traditional industries have many pain points that can be solved with artificial intelligence."

For example, in the manufacturing industry, quality inspection is traditionally done manually, which is inefficient and prone to errors. However, computer vision technology can make it both fast and accurate.

Furthermore, in the logistics industry, route planning can be optimized using algorithms, significantly reducing costs.

He spoke quickly, as if he had finally found an outlet for words he had been holding back for a long time.

His eyes lit up, and he went from being completely lost to being full of energy.

Jiang Jin Huan squatted on the ground, listening to him, his eyes growing more and more serious.

"Your plan is very well written, but there's a problem," Jiang Jinhuan said.

Lu Ming's heart sank: "What's the problem?"

"You're still too conservative!" Jiang Jinhuan pointed to one of the pages of data. "Your estimate of the market size is at least 30 percent too low."

It's not that your data is wrong, it's that your assumptions are too conservative.

You assume that the digitization process of traditional industries will take five years, but in reality, given the current policy direction and the speed of technological iteration, significant changes will occur within three years.

Lu Ming was stunned.

He looked down at the data he had written and stared at it for a long time.

He had never thought about this issue from this perspective.

He was worried that his estimates might be too optimistic, so he deliberately lowered the numbers.

But this person spotted the problem at a glance.

"What do you do?" Lu Ming looked up at Jiang Jinhuan, his eyes filled with an indescribable expectation.

Jiang Jinhuan stood up and dusted off his pants.

He extended his hand, his eyes open and earnest.

"Jiang Jinhuan, Assistant to the President of Xingyao Group, I am very interested in your project and would like to talk to you."

Lu Ming stared at the hand, stunned for a few seconds.

Then he reached out and grasped Jiang Jinhuan's hand.

Lu Ming, founder of Qihang Technology.

Jiang Jinhuan squeezed his hand tightly, then released it. "If possible, I'd like to see your factory!"

Lu Ming was taken aback for a moment, but seeing Jiang Jinhuan's firm and calm gaze, he subconsciously nodded, "Okay!"

The factory is not far from here. It is not a big factory and there are not many workers.

However, Jiang Jinhuan did not underestimate it, but carefully observed the entire process.

Lu Ming followed behind the whole way, feeling both apprehensive and hopeful.

Because Jiang Jin Huan is truly different from those people back then.

As they walked out of the factory, Jiang Jinhuan looked at Lu Ming and said, "Let's go find a place to sit down."

Lu Ming, carrying the documents, followed Jiang Jinhuan into a small coffee shop next door.

The café was small, with only a few tables. The walls were covered with sticky notes and Polaroid photos, and an old coffee machine hummed in the corner.

The two sat down by the window.

Sunlight streamed through the glass window, falling on the tabletop and highlighting the wood grain. Jiang Jinhuan ordered an Americano, while Lu Ming ordered the cheapest black coffee.

Jiang Jin Huan didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "How much money do you need now?"