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It was exactly 2 PM.

The door to the CEO's office on the 28th floor of the Future Technology Building was pushed open.

Mr. Mi Lei walked in, his signature black T-shirt slightly wrinkled, and he was carrying a thermos. He had a smile on his face, but the eagerness in his eyes was unmistakable.

"Mr. Li, what you said on the phone about 'something even more interesting than batteries' has really piqued my interest."

Li Yichen stood up from behind his desk and shook hands with him.

"sit."

President Lei sat down on the sofa, his thermos clinking softly on the coffee table. Ji Yanran brought over two cups of tea, placed them in front of the two of them, and then stepped back to stand slightly behind Li Yichen.

Li Yichen didn't beat around the bush.

He gestured with his chin towards Ji Yanran.

Ji Yanran walked to the wall and pressed the remote control. The screen on one side of the office slowly lowered, the projector turned on, and the beam of light shone on the screen.

The screen lights up.

It's a video taken from the perspective of a dashcam.

The location simulates the outer ring elevated highway of Shanghai. A torrential downpour continues, with the wipers on their fastest setting, yet the windshield remains a blurry curtain of water. The road surface is highly reflective, making lane markings almost impossible to see.

The car in the video is using autonomous driving.

The car was maintaining a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, driving smoothly in the far left lane. Suddenly, a construction area appeared 100 meters ahead. Orange warning cones were being blown about by the wind, and two workers wearing raincoats were hurriedly gathering up their equipment.

There were no pre-installed electronic road signs, and no high-precision map updates.

When the car in the video was fifty meters away from the construction area, it gently turned the steering wheel to the right, smoothly merged into the middle lane, bypassed the chaotic area, and then returned to the far left lane.

The entire process was smooth, without any sudden braking or abrupt lane changes, as smooth as a seasoned driver with twenty years of experience.

Mr. Lei, who had been leaning back on the sofa, slowly sat up straight.

He stared at the screen, the lid of his thermos halfway turned off, then stopped.

Screen switch.

This time it was in the city's downtown area, during the evening rush hour. At the intersection, pedestrians, electric bikes, and tricycles were all mixed together. As soon as the traffic light turned green, the traffic began to inching forward.

The video camera car slowly started moving, following the car in front.

Just then, a pedestrian who was looking down at his phone on the right-hand sidewalk suddenly crossed the road, darted out between two parked buses, and rushed directly into the lane.

The distance is less than five meters.

The car in the video reacted almost simultaneously—slamming on the brakes, turning the steering wheel slightly to the left, and avoiding the collision with an extremely subtle movement, while the hazard lights flashed rapidly.

The pedestrians rushed past the car without even looking up.

The car in the video braked to a stop, less than half a meter from the rear of the car in front.

With a "click," the lid of the thermos in Mr. Lei's hand was tightened.

He leaned back against the sofa, his whole body tilting forward, his neck stretched out long.

The scene cuts again.

The highway has three lanes. The video camera is traveling in the middle lane, with large trucks on both sides.

The truck on the right suddenly had a tire blowout.

A loud bang, tire debris flying everywhere, and the truck veered sharply to the left, almost hitting the video camera.

Almost at the same instant the tire blew out, the car in the video turned the steering wheel all the way to the left and floored the accelerator, its body weaving through the narrow gap between the truck on the left and the central guardrail like a fish.

The truck with a flat tire grazed the taillights of the car carrying the video camera before crashing into the guardrail, sending sparks flying.

The video camera vehicle had already moved fifty meters away and steadily returned to the middle lane.

Mr. Lei's mouth was agape.

The thermos slipped from his hand, fell onto the sofa, rolled around, and spilled tea, wetting a small patch of leather.

He didn't pick it up.

His gaze was fixed on the screen, and his breathing became heavy and labored.

The video ends.

The image on the screen dimmed, but the projector beam remained lit, casting a hazy cone shape in the air.

The office was silent for a full ten seconds.

There was only a faint hum from the air conditioner vents.

Lei turned his head sharply and looked at Li Yichen.

"Mr. Li."

His voice was a little dry.

"This...this is not a level that any other company on the market can reach right now."

He raised his hand and pointed to the darkened curtain.

"In the midst of a rainstorm, the system automatically identifies and detours through unmarked construction zones."

"In a busy downtown area, a pedestrian suddenly appears out of nowhere; within five meters, you must brake and swerve to avoid them."

"On the highway, a tire blows out in the adjacent lane; a split-second decision; extreme maneuvering."

With each sentence he spoke, his speaking speed increased by one point.

"This perception capability, this decision-making speed, this level of redundancy and security..."

He stared at Li Yichen.

"How did you do that?"

Li Yichen picked up the teacup and blew on the steam rising from it.

"We have our own core technologies."

He took a sip of tea and put down the cup.

"We call this system 'Spirit Control.' You can think of it as... semi-artificial intelligence."

Lei's eyelid twitched.

Artificial intelligence.

These four words have been overused in the tech industry, but when Li Yichen said them, they carried a completely different weight.

"It has a strong ability to learn independently and adapt to different scenarios."

Li Yichen continued.

"But the core control and security logic are absolutely reliable."

Ji Yanran handed over a document from the side.

Mr. Lei took it, his fingers trembling slightly.

He opened it.

The first page is a list of hardware compatibility options.

The sensor configurations, computing platform models, and wiring harness interface definitions for mainstream vehicle models are all clearly listed. The modification costs are also indicated next to them; the lowest cost only requires replacing a motherboard and adding two cameras.

The second page is a performance parameter comparison table.

It made a horizontal comparison with Tesla's FSD, BYD's Tian Shen, the far ahead Qiankun, and several other leading foreign manufacturers' intelligent driving systems.

Perception distance, decision delay, pass rate in extreme scenarios, security redundancy...

In each category, "Lingyu" outperformed by at least one order of magnitude.

Lei's finger, which was turning the page, stopped.

He stared at the bottom line of the form.

"Urban road takeover rate: 0.00017%"

0.17 per thousand.

This means that if a vehicle travels 10,000 kilometers on city roads, the system will require human intervention less than twice.

The best system on the market right now has a percentage of 1.2%.

It's a hundred times worse.

Lei raised his head and looked at Li Yichen.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

"Mr. Li."

He closed the file, placed it on his knees, and pressed it down with his hands.

"This thing... is priceless."

He paused.

"Name your price."

"Technology licensing fees? Or revenue sharing?"

Li Yichen did not answer immediately.

He leaned back, sinking into the sofa.

The light in the office streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a line of light and shadow on his face.

"I don't sell systems."

He said.

Mr. Lei was stunned.

Not for sale?

Then why are you showing me this?

show off?

Li Yichen smiled as he looked at the momentary freeze on President Lei's face.

"I want to invest in Rice Motors."

Lei's expression changed.

From surprise, to solemnity, and then to an instinctive resistance.

Rice Motors is his core asset, separate from the Rice Group.

From the project's inception to the launch of the first car, the amount of money, energy, and connections he poured in is unimaginable to outsiders.

He never relinquished control.

Not a single one.

"Mr. Li."

Lei's voice trailed off.

"This condition...I'm afraid..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

But the meaning is already very clear.

No.

Li Yichen wasn't in a hurry.

He stood up from the sofa and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window are the well-arranged office buildings of Lujiazui, their glass curtain walls reflecting the afternoon sun so bright it makes one's eyes sting.

"I am using the exclusive authorization of the 'Spirit Control' system."

He spoke with his back to President Lei.

"In addition, we will have priority access to Raytheon batteries for our vehicles over the next three years, with preferential pricing."

He turned around.

"Exchange for 20% of the shares of Rice Automobile."

Lei tapped his finger on the document cover.

He didn't say anything.

Li Yichen walked back to the sofa and sat down again.

"I do not participate in day-to-day operations."

"But I have veto power over major decisions."

He paused.

"At the same time, Future Technology and Dami Auto have established a joint venture to jointly promote the iteration of the 'Lingyu' system and the development of the in-vehicle intelligent ecosystem."

Mr. Lei kept his head down.

The tea in the thermos had gone cold, but he didn't touch it.

He's calculating.

The calculator in his mind, belonging to a businessman, was running wildly.

Twenty percent of the shares is a lot.

It was enough to shake his absolute control over rice cars.

But what Li Yichen offered was too tempting.

Once the "Lingyu" system is installed in the vehicle, the shortcomings of the rice's intelligent driving system instantly become its greatest strengths.

In addition, there's the advantage of Thunderobot batteries in terms of battery life.

How powerful will the product be when these two elements are combined?

BYD's Celestial System, the unparalleled Qiankun, Tesla's FSD...

Compared to "Lingyu", everything else is just a toy.

more importantly--

Binding to Li Yichen.

Linking with future technologies.

What this young man holds in his hands is more than just technology.

The value of future technology companies is immeasurable.

The office remained quiet for a long time.

Ji Yanran stood for so long that her legs started to go numb.

Lei finally raised his head.

"Mr. Li."

His voice returned to its usual steady tone, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a subtle tremor beneath the surface.

"I need the complete test report for the 'Spirit Control' system."

"Including failure probability data under extreme conditions."

Li Yichen nodded.

"Can."

He gestured to Ji Yanran.

Ji Yanran immediately pulled out another document from the folder and handed it to President Lei.

Mr. Lei took it and opened it.

Dense amounts of data, charts, and curves.

He's quick to read.

The more I looked, the more my fingers trembled.

The probability of failure is one in 100,000.

This means that there is a chance that human intervention will be required once every 100,000 kilometers.

The current industry average is 5,000 kilometers.

That's another twenty-fold difference.

He closed the file.

"Control and profit distribution of the joint venture."

He stared at Li Yichen.

"We need to discuss this in detail."

Li Yichen smiled.

He knew that President Lei was interested.

The next two hours.

The only sounds in the office were the rustling of papers, the tapping of keyboards, and the occasional murmur of suppressed arguments.

Ji Yanran, along with her legal and financial team, worked with the people from Da Mi's side to scrutinize each clause.

The equity stake was negotiated down from 20% to 18%.

The joint venture will be controlled by Future Technology, which will lead technology research and development, and by DaMi Auto, which will lead production and marketing.

Profits will be split 50/50.

For each clause agreed upon, both parties would sign a word on the preliminary agreement.

When Mr. Lei signed the last name, his hand was shaking a little.

The pen tip made a scratching sound as it traced lines on the paper.

He put down his pen and let out a long breath.

She raised her head and looked at Li Yichen.

"Mr. Li."

He twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to laugh, but didn't.

"With this move, you've tied us all to your war machine."

Li Yichen stood up from the sofa, walked up to President Lei, and extended his hand.

"It's about driving the car together to a farther place."

The two hands are clasped together.

Powerful.

I held on for five seconds before letting go.

Lei and his men left.

Only Li Yichen and Ji Yanran remained in the office.

Ji Yanran put the signed preliminary agreement into a folder, her fingers stroking the hard cover.

"Boss."

She spoke.

"Colonel Gu Shounian just called."

Li Yichen turned his head.

"That batch of equipment has already been shipped from the military industry enterprise and is expected to arrive in five days."

Li Yichen nodded.

"besides."

Ji Yanran paused.

"Director Zhou from the Pudong Investment Promotion Bureau reported that the 2,000 mu of land you were interested in has encountered some minor obstacles."

Li Yichen raised an eyebrow.

"resistance?"

"Hmm." Ji Yanran hugged the folder to her chest. "Director Zhou said that another company also wants that land, and their background... is quite powerful."

Li Yichen walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, the afternoon in Shanghai is slowly turning into dusk.

The skyline was tinged orange-red by the setting sun, and the glass curtain wall reflected the last rays of light.

"Find out who it is."

He said.

The voice was very calm.

"We must acquire the land for the chip manufacturing plant."

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