Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

The opening bell on Wall Street sounded like a death knell for Western tech giants.

New York, Manhattan.

The trading floor of the New York Stock Exchange should have been filled with noise and excitement from the red-vested men.

At this moment, they were all like ducks with their necks being choked, staring intently at the huge electronic display screen above their heads.

On the screen, there was a horrible green light!

(Note: US stocks fell in the red and rose in the red)

The first to be affected are the stock codes of Silicon Valley semiconductor giants such as Intel and IBM.

The market opened just three minutes ago.

These tech stocks, once hailed as the "stabilizing force of Wall Street," plummeted like kites with broken strings!

Limit down! Circuit breaker triggered! Another limit down!

"Oh my god! My entire pension is gone!"

Intel's stock price plummeted by 40%! My God, has the world gone mad?!

Inside the trading hall, desperate wails and cries of bankrupts filled the air.

Overnight, hundreds of billions of dollars in market value vanished under the terrifying computing power of "Xuanwu-1"!

at the same time.

Intel headquarters building in Silicon Valley, on the west coast of the United States.

The super conference room on the top floor.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it felt like ice water could be squeezed out of it.

The dozen or so board members who control the lifeline of the global semiconductor industry all had ashen faces and bulging veins on their foreheads.

CEO Paul John, sitting in the main seat, no longer possessed the arrogance and composure he displayed at the Geneva Summit.

His face was ashen, and he gripped his hair tightly with both hands, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

A top Wall Street venture capitalist suddenly slammed his coffee cup down in front of John.

Brown coffee splattered all over John's face, but he didn't even dare to dodge.

"You spend billions on R&D every year, and you're telling us that silicon-based technology is invincible?"

The venture capitalist pointed his finger at John and launched into a tirade of abuse.

"And now?! The Chinese have come up with that damn carbon-based chip, whose computing power is a hundred times greater than ours!"

"You bunch of good-for-nothings, still gloating over your embargo and blockade?"

"Now it's great, without any blockade, our stocks have already plummeted to worthless!"

John wiped the coffee off his face, his lips trembling, as he tried to explain.

"Gentlemen, we have obtained a sample of 'Xuanwu-1'."

He pointed to the small, purple-gold chip in the center of the conference table, which was housed in a bulletproof glass dome.

"Our chief scientist worked overnight to reverse engineer the code..."

"And the result?!" another director roared.

John swallowed hard, his eyes filled with deep despair and helplessness.

The result is... it's completely unbreakable.

"It is a microscopic arrangement of carbon nanotubes based on entirely new physical laws. Our current electron microscopes cannot even see its underlying logic."

John closed his eyes in anguish.

"The chief scientist said that with our current industrial base, even if we were given the blueprints..."

"Another thirty years of research and development, no, fifty years!"

"We could never make the exact same thing."

Dead silence.

A despairing silence fell over the conference room.

Even if we spend another fifty years developing, we still can't catch up?!

These words shattered the last shred of hope in the hearts of these capitalists.

A dimensional reduction attack, a technological gap.

Faced with truly cutting-edge technology, their proud capital operations and patent barriers are like a laughable paper lantern, easily punctured.

"John."

The venture capital tycoon took a deep breath, his eyes turning extremely cold.

"I don't care what method you use."

"Even if it means kneeling before that Chinese man named Zhang Huaimin and licking the soles of his shoes!"

"You also need to obtain their technology licenses before global patent barriers are established for future technologies!"

"Otherwise, your entire board of directors might as well prepare to feed the fish in the Hudson River!"

The same scene played out overnight at the headquarters of major companies in Silicon Valley.

Arrogance was shattered, leaving only an extreme desire to survive.

The next morning.

China, Beijing Capital International Airport.

As dawn broke, the airport tarmac was already filled with more than a dozen private charter planes that had flown in overnight from across the ocean.

The cabin door opened.

Those high-ranking executives and CEOs of multinational giants who are usually surrounded by entourages when they go out.

At this moment, they all had dark circles under their eyes, messy hair, and their ties weren't even properly tied.

They were carrying large bags of valuable gifts, some even holding antique paintings and calligraphy.

After getting off the plane, I didn't even have time to rest.

They rushed towards the taxis like madmen, shouting in broken Chinese:

"Zhongguancun! Go to No. 1 Zhongguancun Street! Future Technology Group! Hurry!"

The once arrogant Western elites who clamored to suffocate Chinese technology in its cradle.

Now, they're treated like grandsons, lining up and rushing to give money and ask for authorization.

This is the extreme contrast of fortunes changing.

The Chinese reporters waiting outside the airport were stunned, then burst into hearty laughter.

Cool!

That was fucking awesome!

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Zhongguancun, the headquarters building of Future Technology Group.

The spacious lobby on the first floor was now packed with these blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign CEOs.

They abandoned their usual gentlemanly manners, even resorting to pushing and shoving each other and hurling insults at each other over a front desk appointment number.

"Let me register first! Our company is willing to pay a billion US dollars in licensing fees!"

"Get out of my way! We brought our top-of-the-line chip production line in exchange. Let me see Chairman Zhang first!"

The young women at the front desk had never seen anything like this before, and they were so overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of these foreigners that they kept swallowing hard.

Top floor of headquarters, outside the chairman's office.

Yu Li was dressed in a smart business suit and high heels, holding a thick stack of appointment lists in her hand.

She looked down at the chaotic lobby below and a proud smile appeared on her lips.

Back in the old days in the courtyard house, she would haggle with Yan Bugui over a few cents for vegetables.

Today, she is a senior executive at this behemoth company that controls the lifeline of global technology!

Yu Li straightened her clothes and gently knocked on the door of the chairman's office.

"Enter."

Zhang Huaimin's calm and steady voice came from inside the room.

Yu Li pushed open the door and walked in, looking at Zhang Huaimin sitting behind a large desk, leisurely drinking tea.

"Chairman Zhang."

Yu Li placed the appointment form, densely packed with the names of multinational giants, on the table.

She suppressed her excitement and asked with a smile:

"The foreign company executives downstairs are practically breaking down the door."

"Which one should we meet first?"