Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

Time flies, and things change like clouds drifting by.

In the blink of an eye, the calendar has turned to the early 1980s.

The spring breeze of reform and opening up, like a gentle yet powerful giant hand, has brought green to every corner of Beijing.

In this era.

Bell-bottoms and aviator sunglasses began to become popular on the streets.

The air was filled not only with the aroma of fermented mung bean juice from breakfast stalls, but also with an unprecedented, restless, and wealth-seeking vitality.

Times have truly changed.

Zhongguancun Street.

This place is not yet the "Silicon Valley of China" of later generations, with its towering buildings and incredibly valuable land.

However, around the residential buildings of several research institutes, some tin sheds for making electronic components have already begun to appear.

10:00 AM.

A black Hongqi sedan with military license plates came to a very smooth stop in front of the Haidian District Administration for Industry and Commerce.

The car door opened.

A pair of gleaming black leather shoes stepped onto the slightly cracked cement steps.

Followed by.

A young man, over 1.85 meters tall and wearing a sharp dark gray trench coat, stepped out of the car.

His name is Zhang Huaimin.

The five-and-a-half-year-old prodigy from back then has now grown into a tall and handsome eighteen-year-old young man.

With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a well-defined face, his handsome features would make later movie stars feel ashamed of their own.

What's even more remarkable is his aura.

There's none of the restlessness of young people.

His every gesture exudes an aura of absolute power and unfathomable depth.

That's an invincible aura nurtured in the nation's top-secret laboratory by countless world-changing scientific research miracles!

"Brother Chen, you can wait for me outside."

Zhang Huaimin said it casually.

Chen Bing stood behind him.

Time has etched deep marks on Chen Bing's face, but the star on his shoulder has been replaced by a dazzling 24-cent (senior colonel) star.

He remained as steadfast as an iron tower, loyally guarding Zhang Huaimin's side.

"Yes!" Chen Bing replied crisply.

With one hand in his trench coat pocket, Zhang Huaimin walked calmly into the bustling business registration hall.

The hall was packed with people.

There were retired cadres wearing Zhongshan suits, and young speculators with long hair, eager to "go into business".

Zhang Huaimin's distinguished appearance immediately attracted a lot of attention as soon as he entered the room.

He walked straight to the registration window.

"Hello, comrade, I'm here to register a company."

Zhang Huaimin took out a brown paper document bag from his inner pocket and handed it over.

The clerk at the window was a woman in her thirties.

She adjusted her thick-rimmed glasses and looked Zhang Huaimin up and down.

Looking at this young and handsome man, she secretly curled her lip in her heart.

"These young people nowadays are really arrogant and ignorant. They haven't even grown up yet, but they're already thinking about becoming big bosses."

The clerk muttered to himself, his tone somewhat nonchalant.

"Have you filled out the business license application form? How much is the registered capital? Do you have proof of premises?"

As she spoke, she opened the brown paper bag.

however.

When she pulled out the first file inside.

Her nonchalant gaze froze instantly!

"Bang!"

The pen in the clerk's hand fell directly onto the table.

Her eyes, which had been hidden behind thick-rimmed glasses, widened instantly.

His eyes were practically glued to the paper.

This...this is not an ordinary application form!

There are no densely packed tables on it.

Only a few lines of penmanship, yet the force of the ink penetrates the paper.

And at the end of the signature.

Two extremely conspicuous, blood-red, top-level seals were prominently displayed!

One of them is a special seal approved by the Ministry of Industry!

The other one was actually the special seal of the State Council, representing the highest power of the country!

And in those two lines of handwritten text, it was clearly written:

[This is a special approval: Comrade Zhang Huaimin is authorized to establish the "Future Technology Group." This group enjoys the highest level of technology transfer and independent management rights; all levels of government must unconditionally give it the green light!]

"My God..."

The clerk felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

She has worked at the Industry and Commerce Bureau for almost ten years.

I've issued countless licenses.

But she had never even heard of such a "special approval note" bearing the personal signature of the country's top leader and a top-secret official seal!

This isn't a company registration, is it?

This guy is clearly a living ancestor who comes here with an imperial sword to seize land and declare himself king!

"Please...please wait a moment! I...I'll go get the director!"

The clerk scrambled up from his chair, his legs giving way, and his knee slammed hard against the corner of the table.

But she didn't care about the pain at all. Holding the document, she rushed to the director's office on the second floor as if she were being chased by a ghost.

The people queuing in the hall were dumbfounded.

Who exactly is this young man? How could he scare the clerk at the Industry and Commerce Bureau like this?

Less than two minutes.

"Thump thump thump!"

A series of hurried, almost frantic footsteps came from the stairs.

Director Wang of the Haidian District Administration for Industry and Commerce is a fat man in his fifties.

He ran into the hall, his hat askew, and he was covered in sweat.

He spotted Zhang Huaimin, who stood by the window with an ethereal air, at a glance.

Director Wang rushed forward, taking three steps at a time.

Because he was running too fast, he stumbled and almost knelt down in front of Zhang Huaimin.

"Consultant Zhang... Chairman Zhang!"

Director Wang, without even wiping his sweat, respectfully took the specially approved document back with both hands.

His voice was trembling violently.

As a seasoned veteran within the system, how could he not know the significance of the name "Zhang Huaimin"?

That was the "national treasure-level specially appointed chief consultant" who, at the age of five, turned the tide and tore apart the Western technological blockade with his bare hands!

Unexpectedly, this legendary figure is actually standing alive and well in front of him today!

Moreover, they also have to "go into business"!

"Director Wang, you're too kind."

Zhang Huaimin smiled slightly, "Is there anything else to add to the registration process?"

No! Absolutely not!

Director Wang shook his head vigorously, his face plastered with an extremely obsequious smile.

"Even the top leaders have given special approval, who would dare ask you to complete the paperwork! That would be suicide!"

"Please have a seat, I will personally handle all the expedited procedures for you immediately!"

Director Wang turned his head and roared at his stunned subordinates:

"What are you all standing there for! Open all the green channels!"

"Bring me the company seal number one! Quickly!"

The entire hall of the Industry and Commerce Bureau was thrown into unprecedented chaos due to Zhang Huaimin's arrival.

It took less than fifteen minutes.

A brand-new business license, embossed with gold and still smelling of ink, was respectfully handed to Zhang Huaimin by Director Wang with both hands.

Zhang Huaimin glanced down at it.

Company Name: Future Technology Group Co., Ltd.

[Legal Representative: Zhang Huaimin]

[Registered Capital: Specially approved by the state, no upper limit]

[Business Scope: Research and development and production transformation of technologies across the entire field, including semiconductor wafers, liquid crystal displays, precision home appliances, and polymer materials.]

Looking at the license, a dazzling technological ambition flashed in Zhang Huaimin's deep black eyes.

He has spent more than a decade building a rock-solid foundation in military industry and agriculture.

Now, it's time to unleash those groundbreaking technologies locked away in top-secret laboratories.

It's done with a strategy of overwhelming force.

They're dumping it all on this newly recovering civilian market!

In the 1980s, a time when the global economy was about to experience a major boom.

He wants to use "Future Technology Group" to build a super business empire that surpasses all Western multinational conglomerates!

Zhang Huaimin casually stuffed the license into his trench coat pocket.

He walked out the door with a flourish, watched by a group of leaders from the Industry and Commerce Bureau who bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.

Outside.

The spring breeze is gentle.

Zhang Huaimin had just walked to the Hongqi sedan.

Chen Bing greeted him with a somewhat stern expression.

He held a beautifully crafted invitation card with gold lettering and handed it to Zhang Huaimin.

"Huaimin".

Chen Bing's voice was very low, revealing a soldier's unique vigilance and murderous intent.

"The listing ceremony hasn't even started yet, and some people outside are already getting impatient."

Chen Bing pointed at the invitation and sneered.

"Those Japanese."

"The delegation from the Japanese Chamber of Commerce set up some kind of 'China-Japan Home Appliance Technology Exchange Conference' at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse today."

"That chamber of commerce president named Sato Ichiro specifically requested to see you, the 'Supreme Technical Advisor of China'."