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Li Yichen stood still, not taking a single step back.

The burly black bodyguard, weighing over 200 pounds, rushed up the steps, his fist, as big as a sandbag, aimed straight at Li Yichen's face.

The force of the punch was accompanied by a whistling sound.

Mr. Lei and Mr. Wang, who were sitting in the audience, shouted anxiously.

"Security! Stop them!"

Ji Yanran and Feng Yue instinctively lunged forward.

Two dark blue shadows suddenly flashed out from the edge of the stage.

That's too fast.

It was impossible to see with the naked eye how they crossed a distance of more than ten meters.

Two figures stood firmly in front of Li Yichen.

Wearing the most basic security uniforms of futuristic technology.

The black bodyguard delivered a powerful punch to the side of one of the security guards' faces.

boom.

The dull thud of flesh hitting bone.

That force would have broken the neck of an ordinary person on the spot.

But the security guard didn't even flinch.

He didn't even turn his head.

The black bodyguard was stunned; the force of the recoil from the fist made his knuckles ache.

He felt as if he had punched a solid steel plate.

The security guard raised his hand.

Mechanical and precise movements.

He clenched his fingers and grabbed the black bodyguard's suit collar.

Using one arm to exert force.

The burly man, weighing over 200 pounds, lifted both feet off the ground and futilely kicked in mid-air.

The security guard swung his arm.

The black bodyguard's entire body drew an arc in mid-air.

He fell heavily onto the red carpet three meters away from the stage.

He knocked over two rows of chairs and immediately passed out.

Seeing this, the other three white bodyguards simultaneously pulled out tactical batons and pounced on them.

The tip of the baton flashed with the blue light of a high-voltage electric shock.

It made a sizzling sound.

The two security guards moved.

There are no unnecessary moves.

Their movements were so swift and decisive that there was no human hesitation whatsoever.

A white bodyguard slammed his baton into the security guard's shoulder.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The security guard didn't even flinch.

Grip the baton with your backhand and exert force with all five fingers.

The baton, made of special alloy, was twisted and deformed by being squeezed.

Then he delivered a sweeping kick to the side of the white bodyguard's knee.

Click.

The crisp sound of a broken leg bone.

Sidestep, seize, and break the wrist.

Click.

Click.

The cracking sounds of bones dislocating echoed repeatedly in the multi-purpose hall.

Five seconds.

The four foreign bodyguards, all former mercenaries, were pinned to the ground.

The arm was twisted behind the back at an angle that violated ergonomics.

He was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground, howling in agony.

The thousands of people in the audience were completely stunned.

The reporters' cameras hung in mid-air, forgetting to press the shutter.

Li Yichen slowly dusted off his suit cuffs.

Remove the microphone from the stand.

Please don't take offense.

He spoke into the microphone.

"Our Future Technology not only makes excellent chips, but our security guards are also rigorously trained in their professional skills."

He turned his head and looked towards the VIP seats.

"Mr. Smith, your bodyguards aren't very resilient, are they?"

Smith slumped in his chair, trembling all over.

Their underwear was completely stripped off.

The two-nanometer photonic chip is real, and it's true that it doesn't generate heat.

Even two security guards that Da Xia randomly pulled out could easily throw his ace bodyguard away.

He scrambled up from the chair, covered his face with his hands, and didn't even bother to pay attention to the bodyguard rolling on the ground.

Accompanied by a few assistants, he slunk out of the crowd and fled in disgrace.

There was a three-second silence in the audience.

Then I went completely insane.

Lei was the first to jump up from his chair and rush to the edge of the stage.

One of the buttons on his suit jacket popped open.

He gripped the platform with both hands and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Mr. Li! We've bought the entire next-generation flagship series of Xiaomi phones!"

"Give me an order for 100 million units! I'll pay the deposit right now!"

Mr. Lei was sweating profusely and pulled out his black card from his pocket.

"Mr. Li! The password is six eights! Swipe away as you like!"

Not to be outdone, General Manager Wang forcefully pushed General Manager Lei aside.

One of their leather shoes was stepped on and fell off.

"Old Lei, don't try to take it from me! The entire infotainment system in BYD's cars will be replaced with photonic chips!"

He shoved Lei's black card away.

"Old Lei, that's not fair! President Li, do you want shares in BYD? I'll exchange them for production capacity!"

The CEO was even more direct, rushing around the steps onto the stage and grabbing Li Yichen's arm.

He was so excited that he couldn't speak coherently.

"Brother Li! Dawei's AI supercomputing center is all counting on you!"

"We've given you complete access to DAWEI's server architecture! Name your terms!"

"With David's global channels, we can use any future technology we want! We just ask Brother Li for an exclusive first release!"

Supply chain manufacturers and CEOs from all walks of life rushed up from the stage.

Waving business cards and checkbooks.

"Mr. Li! Please reserve some for us!"

"Twenty percent increase! We want ten million!"

The bigwigs argued heatedly on stage, their faces flushed, completely losing their usual composure.

Li Yichen smiled and smoothed things over.

"Gentlemen, we have enough production capacity. Please line up to sign contracts. Don't crowd our stage."

The barrage of comments in the live stream was so dense that it completely blurred the screen.

"Two-nanometer photonic chip! DaXia Technology has risen to the occasion!"

"Holy crap! Did that security guard just crush the alloy baton with his bare hands?!"

"That's real skill! Where does Future Tech hire security guards? I want to apply too!"

"That security guard was so cool! He tossed the foreigner over with one hand! What kind of amazing company is this?!"

"Lei's buttons all popped off, hahaha! A memorable scene!"

"Security guard, I bow to you! Your fighting power is incredible!"

"Western media have been thoroughly humiliated! Where's that foreigner who was just yelling? He's run faster than a dog!"

"Foreign chip giants are holding a collective funeral today! Western technological hegemony is gone!"

In a corner of the audience.

Liu Guoliang and Gu Shounian stood side by side.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

Gu Shounian lowered his voice.

"Commander, those two security guards..."

He swallowed hard.

"The move you just made is something even the top soldier in our military region couldn't do."

"He withstood a full-force blow from a 200-pound strongman without even breaking a muscle."

"How hard must this bone be?"

Liu Guoliang stared at the two security guards on the stage who had retreated to the edge and were standing ramrod straight.

"This kid is a bottomless pit."

He touched his chin.

"Heavenly warrior armor, hydrogen fuel cell, two-nanometer chip."

"Even the security guards at the gate are acting strangely these days."

How many more cards does he still have up his sleeve?

The opening ceremony turned into a large-scale order fair.

Ji Yanran and Feng Yue were surrounded by CEOs at the temporary signing table set up backstage.

Ji Yanran stood behind the long table, wearing high heels.

Xiao Wang from the finance department was frantically swiping cards next to him with a POS machine.

"President Ji, the 10 billion yuan deposit for the rice has arrived. The contract is here; please sign it!"

"Secretary Feng, the 5 billion prepayment from Bidi has been confirmed. Please review the letter of intent!"

Tens of billions, even hundreds of billions, of letters of intent are pouring in.

The documents in Feng Yue's hands were piled up like a mountain.

She pushed up her black-rimmed glasses; her wrists ached so much they felt like they were about to break.

"President Ji, Dawei has transferred the full amount of 20 billion yuan, requesting the first batch of goods to be delivered next month."

Ji Yanran didn't even look up, her pen flying across the paper.

"The schedule has been postponed by a week, and production capacity must be prioritized for mobile phone and car manufacturers."

The two men's wrists ached from signing the contract.

There wasn't even time to drink a sip of water.

The ink in Feng Yue's Montblanc fountain pen was almost dry.

Li Yichen had already slipped away to the backstage dressing room.

I sat on the large leather sofa.

Liu Bing and Han Fei stood to the side, staring at the rapidly fluctuating prepayment figures in the company account on the tablet.

"Brother Chen, it's reached 200 billion. And it's only been half an hour."

Han Fei gasped in shock.

"I've never seen so many zeros in my life."

Li Yichen picked up the teacup, blew on the floating leaves, and took a sip.

Place the teacup on the coffee table.

"Making money is such a boring and tedious thing."

He leaned back into the sofa and spread his hands.

"Can't these CEOs be a little more reserved?"

"They kept trying to stuff money into my pockets, which put a lot of pressure on me."

Liu Bing and Han Fei stared at each other for half a second, then rolled their eyes at the same time.

Versailles.

Versailles in its nakedness.

Li Yichen put his legs up on the coffee table.

"Go and give two bottles of water to General Manager Ji at the front desk. Don't tire him out."

The bustling activity at the front desk continued.

Foreign journalists huddled in a corner, their keyboards clattering loudly.

The Reuters reporter could barely hold onto the microphone.

He was incoherent in front of the camera.

"Dear viewers, this is absolutely a disaster!"

"The future technology of Great Xia has shattered the sky! They've actually broken through the physical limits of chips!"

"The golden age of Silicon Valley is over!"

Bloomberg reporters were on-site, connecting directly with Wall Street analysts.

"Sell! Sell all stocks related to traditional semiconductors!"

"Sell off regardless of cost!"

Urgent reports were sent via the internet to major news agencies around the world.

The other side of the world.

Wall Street.

The opening bell at the New York Stock Exchange has just rung.

The traders stared at the big screen, hands over their heads.

"Sell! Sell all your tech stocks!"

"All the chip companies in Silicon Valley are finished!"

"The people of Daxia have mastered the two-nanometer non-heat-generating chip, turning our products into scrap metal!"

The Nasdaq technology stock index on the big screen.

The moment the news broke.

The red curve suddenly turned downwards without warning.

It went all the way down, piercing through everyone's psychological defenses.

A precipitous drop.

The New York Stock Exchange lobby was filled with wails and cries of despair.