Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

The third day after receiving the business license.

No. 1 Zhongguancun Street.

In front of a newly renovated three-story white building, lanterns and decorations were hung, and a red banner with gold lettering fluttered in the wind.

"Warmly celebrate the official establishment of Future Technology Group Co., Ltd."

Along both sides of the street, many locals and passersby had gathered early to watch the excitement.

In the early 1980s, the term "private enterprise" was still unfamiliar to most people, and they were curious about it.

"Have you heard? This is the first private company in Haidian District to dare to use the 'Group' nameplate!"

"Wow, that's really bold. I wonder who this boss is?"

"What kind of skills could they possibly have? Probably just a slightly larger repair shop, or a small workshop that resells electronic watches."

Passersby whispered among themselves.

On the second floor of a foreign-oriented coffee shop not far away.

Several high-end executives from foreign companies, dressed in expensive suits and sipping coffee, were watching the commotion below with a cold eye through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In recent years, with the gradual opening up of the Chinese market.

Japanese and Western technology conglomerates, like sharks smelling blood, flocked to Beijing, attempting to seize market dominance.

"Mr. Smith, look at that newly opened Chinese company down there. Its name is 'Future Technology,' it's ridiculous."

A Japanese company executive, wearing wire-rimmed glasses and sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, spoke broken Chinese with a mocking tone.

"In the semiconductor and home appliance industries, China doesn't even have a single decent production line."

"This so-called private high technology is nothing more than electronic waste cobbled together in small workshops."

The American executive, referred to as Smith, shook his head dismissively and took a sip of his coffee.

"They know nothing about real technology."

"Once our products are fully available, these small workshops won't survive more than three months."

Several foreign company executives exchanged smiles, their laughter filled with arrogance and contempt.

at this time.

In front of the small white building.

Zhang Huaimin, dressed in a well-tailored dark suit, stood in the center of the entrance.

At eighteen, he was tall and slender, with a deep and reserved temperament, like a peerless sword with its edge hidden in its sheath.

Despite his youth, he exuded an air of composure as he stood there, as if he were in complete control.

Chen Bing, dressed in plain clothes, led several bodyguards in similar attire, who were discreetly scattered around the area, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

It was exactly 10:00 AM.

The auspicious time has arrived; it should be the moment for the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

But Zhang Huaimin didn't rush to take action. Instead, he looked up and glanced at the end of the street.

"Huaimin, it's time. Shall we begin?" Chen Bing walked over and asked in a low voice.

"No rush, our distinguished guest is still on his way." Zhang Huaimin smiled slightly, confident.

The moment he finished speaking.

"Beep—whoosh—"

A sudden, sharp, and clear siren of a police escort vehicle rang out on the bustling Zhongguancun Street.

Followed by.

To everyone's astonishment.

A long, imposing convoy of cars drove into the street in a grand procession!

Leading the way were two motorcycles with flashing red and blue police lights.

Behind them followed five black Hongqi luxury sedans with special license plate numbers!

Following the Hongqi sedan, a continuous stream of more than a dozen green military jeeps followed!

This extravagant display instantly plunged the entire Zhongguancun Street into a deathly silence.

Even the folk bands playing gongs and drums were so frightened that they stopped what they were doing.

"My goodness...who...who is this high-ranking official who has come down to inspect?"

Passersby gasped and quickly retreated to both sides of the street, barely daring to breathe.

The convoy came to a steady stop in front of the small white building of the Future Technology Group.

The car door opened.

The first person to get off the car was Lin Zhentian, the military region commander, who was wearing a crisp military uniform, with gold stars on his shoulders and looking very imposing!

Immediately afterwards, on the second Hongqi car.

Mr. Chen, a veteran of China's nuclear weapons and satellite program and a leading figure in the scientific community, walked down the stairs with a radiant face, wearing his iconic faded old Zhongshan suit.

The third car carried a senior leader from the Ministry of Industry.

The fourth vehicle belonged to a powerful official from the Ministry of Foreign Trade.

Finally, even Director Yang of Hongxing Heavy Industry, along with several core chief engineers, jumped out of the jeep.

In that instant.

The entire Zhongguancun Street seemed to be a gathering place for the top bigwigs from China's military, government, and scientific research sectors!

"Grandpa, Old Chen, Uncle Yang, what brings you all here?"

Zhang Huaimin quickly stepped forward, a gentle smile on his face.

"Hahaha! My good grandson! How could I not come and support you on the opening of your future technology company!"

Lin Zhentian laughed loudly, his voice booming, and slapped Zhang Huaimin on the shoulder.

"Today, Grandpa and all of you old friends are here to be your ribbon-cutting guests!"

Old Chen was also all smiles, patting Zhang Huaimin's hand.

"Huaimin, you've taken a big step forward, bringing our scientific research results to civilian use and benefiting the people. Great job! We old folks fully support you!"

The local residents and passersby who were watching over heard these conversations.

His eyes were practically bulging out.

"My God! Who...who is this young man?!"

"The military commander called him 'grandson'? A scientific giant cut the ribbon for him?!"

"This is no ordinary private enterprise; its connections are incredibly powerful!"

A series of incredulous gasps erupted from the crowd.

At this time.

In the second-floor coffee shop, several foreign company executives who had been so arrogant just moments before were now sitting there.

At this moment, they were all like ducks with their necks being choked, their mouths wide open, unable to utter a sound.

The Japanese executive's hands trembled violently.

"This...this is impossible! How could there be a private enterprise of this caliber in China? Why would those big shots endorse a small workshop?!"

"Clang!"

Smith dropped his coffee cup to the ground, spilling scalding coffee all over his pants, but he was completely unaware.

He stared intently at Zhang Huaimin downstairs, his eyes filled with extreme shock and a hint of barely perceptible panic.

This is hardly a small workshop.

This is an endorsement from top national figures.

Even the general agents of these multinational conglomerates in China would never enjoy this kind of treatment!

"Quick! Take a picture of it!"

It's unclear which newspaper's reporter was the first to react, but they were frantically pressing the shutter button on their camera.

The spotlight flashed like lightning in front of the little white building.

Under the watchful eyes of countless cameras.

Zhang Huaimin stood in the very center.

On the left is Commander Lin Zhentian of the Military Region, and on the right is Professor Chen, a leading figure in scientific research.

The three of them held together a pair of golden scissors tied with a red ribbon.

With a "snap," the red silk was cut.

"Future Technology Group is officially established!"

Accompanied by Zhang Huaimin's clear voice.

Factory Director Yang, along with the delegation from Hongxing Heavy Industry, stepped forward and presented an extremely generous gift.

"Chairman Zhang! On behalf of the factory committee of Hongxing Heavy Industry, I wish Future Technology Group a grand opening!"

"At the same time, we will provide basic industrial equipment and production line technical support worth one million yuan free of charge!"

boom!

One million in technical support!

In the early 1980s, this was an astronomical sum!

It also declares to the world that Future Technology Group not only has the powerful endorsement of the government, but also the strong support of a major industrial power!

This is simply a super behemoth disguised as a private enterprise!

Several foreign company executives on the second floor of the coffee shop were now ashen-faced and on pins and needles.

They finally realized it.

This is a young company called "Future Technology".

They are definitely not the lambs to the slaughter they imagine.

Instead, it is a terrifying dragon that is about to unleash a massive wave in this new era!

The ribbon-cutting ceremony concluded successfully in an extremely enthusiastic and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

The bigwigs were busy with official business, so after exchanging a few pleasantries, they left by car.

Zhang Huaimin saw them into the car and then turned and walked back into the building.

Just entered the lobby.

Chen Bing walked over with a somewhat stern expression.

Holding a gold-embossed invitation, he handed it to Zhang Huaimin.

"Huaimin".

Chen Bing lowered his voice, his tone tinged with coldness.

"This is a message that just came from the Ministry of Foreign Trade."

"A delegation from the Japanese Chamber of Commerce held a 'China-Japan Electronics Technology Exchange Banquet' at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse this afternoon."

"That chamber of commerce president, Sato Ichiro, is extremely arrogant. He openly belittled our country's technological level at the meeting."

Chen Bing paused, his eyes sharpening.

"Moreover, he sent this invitation, specifically naming you, insisting on meeting you, the 'Supreme Technical Advisor of China'."

Zhang Huaimin took the invitation and glanced at it casually.

Diaoyutai State Guesthouse? A Sino-Japanese science and technology exchange banquet?

A cold, mocking smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"Looks like these clowns are just waiting for me to stick my face out and slap them."

Zhang Huaimin casually tossed the invitation onto the table, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Prepare the car."

"Since they want to see real technology."

"Then I'll go and give them a lesson they'll never forget."