Rebirth of Hong Kong Island, leading the technology war

Chapter 657 Malak has really arrived.

Anyone who isn't blind can see that Hu Jiangshan is a handsome guy, and not just any handsome guy.

Judging from Hu Jiangshan's demeanor and temperament alone, he belongs to a person of certain status and position.

But then again, Zhang Yue is a host on Beijing TV and is doing quite well now. She has met too many men who are influential, wealthy, and powerful.

Zhang Yue is currently being pursued by several men, including a young and wealthy second-generation heir.

That rich kid isn't bad-looking either, but his demeanor is slightly inferior.

Zhang Yue looked at Yang Bingbing with a half-smile and said, "Bingbing, is this your boyfriend? He's definitely your type."

Yang Bingbing blushed and quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense. This is Boss Hu. He's here to attend the aerospace summit."

Zhang Yue was quite surprised when she heard this, and looked Hu Jiangshan over a few more times.

Such a young and handsome man, attending a professional summit of this level, must be a professional in the field.

Wait, why is Yang Bingbing calling him "Boss Hu"?
That's ridiculous. How could he possibly be the boss? Even if he were, he wouldn't be a big boss.

Just then, Lily, who was not far away, shouted, "The second flight has landed!"

The attention of many media professionals was once again drawn to this.

Especially those self-media personalities from all walks of life, they were very excited, and you could hear them cheering from here.

"Is Malak coming!?"

"Of course he was on that last flight, he must be on this one."

"Are you sure? Someone as rich as Malak doesn't have a private jet?"

"You're an amateur when it comes to this. Private jets are only useful abroad. The procedures are too complicated in China. It's better to take a regular flight!"

"I ask you, is your information accurate? If Malak didn't come, why did we even come here!"

"Hey, I guarantee it! Hurry up and grab a good spot, or you won't be able to squeeze in later!"

"If you don't believe me, then don't try to grab a spot here, get out of the way!"

"Why should we leave? We're already here! What if Malak really comes?"

These self-media creators are far more enthusiastic than those in mainstream media.

They rushed back to the exit passage and stood guard, craning their necks, afraid of missing the key figure, Aaron Malak.

Hu Jiangshan was completely stunned.

Wow, looking at it this way, Aaron Malak is really popular in China, it's not just hype, he's much more popular than most celebrities.

You know, unless they are extremely famous, top-tier idol stars, so many people wouldn't come to the airport to greet them.

These people are not just self-media personalities; the vast majority are probably Aaron Malak’s most ardent fans.

Wait, does that mean Malak is really going to attend the meeting?
Where do these self-media personalities and their followers learn about this?
However, upon closer reflection, this is not surprising. Hu Jiangshan knew that the fan culture was already very developed at this time, and some idols' fans were even leaders.

They would create various groups on different platforms and then use all sorts of methods to collect information about their idols, whether it was about their personal lives or their work. In their eyes, these idols were practically invisible.

Aside from those idols, you can get almost all the relevant information.

At this moment, Yang Bingbing also heard what those people were saying and became somewhat uneasy. She asked Lily, "Is what they're saying true? Is Malak really coming?"

Lily hesitated for a moment before replying, "I think it might be true. These are probably all Malak fans; they're quite well-informed."

"More knowledgeable than you guys?"

"Of course, they're incredibly capable."

Yang Bingbing also works at a national-level television station, so there's no reason she wouldn't know the capabilities and power of so-called "sasaeng fans" (obsessive fans who stalk celebrities).

Yang Bingbing was quite taken aback; she is actually a fan of Aaron Malak as well.

She said to Xiao Zhao and Awei, "Should we try to squeeze in a good spot?"

Xiao Zhao glanced over there and frowned, "We can't squeeze in like this."

Ah Wei said, "Why don't we ask airport security to remove them?"

Xiao Zhao sighed: "Don't even think about it. Look at how crazy they are. If you try to get rid of them, they'll fight you to the death."

Yang Bingbing thought about it and realized she was right. Her fans were crazy and not to be trifled with.

Just then, Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Bingbing, I'm not trying to be mean, but didn't you do your homework and prepare before coming here? Mr. Malak will definitely come. You'll regret it if you don't get to interview him."

Yang Bingbing paused for a moment, then suddenly raised an eyebrow: "So you don't want to interview Mr. Malak?"

Zhang Yue shook her finger at Yang Bingbing: "That's not how it is. Of course I have to interview Mr. Malak. Someone has already saved a spot for me and made arrangements with Mr. Malak's assistant here beforehand. As soon as he comes over, I will be able to interview him."

"...Huh? How did you get in touch with Mr. Malak's assistant?"

Zhang Yue chuckled: "Bingbing, you've been a worker for so long, don't you understand these things? As long as you're willing to spend money and spend it wisely, you can contact anyone."

Yang Bingbing was speechless for a moment.

She was well aware of the shady dealings within the news media industry, where money could indeed buy certain things, but that was ostensibly illegal.

Although violating the rules doesn't necessarily mean being punished, Yang Bingbing doesn't want to do such a thing.

It's not that Yang Bingbing doesn't have the money to do these things; the key issue is that she feels uneasy about it.

Zhang Yue said with a smile, "Okay, I'm not going to chat with you anymore. I'm going to wait to interview Mr. Malak. After we finish the interview, you can try your luck. Although the chances are slim, you should still try your best, Bingbing."

As Zhang Yue spoke, she waved and left.

Yang Bingbing was quite resentful, but there was nothing she could do about it.

In this respect, Yang Bingbing is indeed not as flexible as Zhang Yue, but she still believes that she should stick to her principles.

Lily comforted Yang Bingbing, saying, "It's okay, Bingbing. Just stay here. Mr. Malak will be registering here in a little while, and you'll have a chance to talk to him."

Yang Bingbing nodded: "Hopefully, we have to hold onto our positions and not let those enthusiastic fans push us out."

Awei and Xiao Zhao both nodded, looking ready for anything.

Hu Jiangshan wasn't in a hurry, so he just stood aside and watched.

He was quite curious to know if Aaron Malak would actually come.

This is indeed the peak of Malak's popularity in China. He is extremely well-known among young people and is a true superstar and idol.

In the following years, with the rapid development of science and technology in China, especially the technological level of electric vehicles surpassing Tesla, Malak's popularity gradually declined.

Just then, a commotion erupted at the exit, indicating that something significant had occurred.

Holy crap! It's really here!

"Malak is here! The big star Malak!"

"Mr. Malak! Please see me!" "Aron! I'm your biggest fan!"

Yang Bingbing and the others were shocked; it seemed that Aaron Malak had really come.

At the exit passage, people were packed together, shoulder to shoulder.

Then, several airport security guards rushed over and pushed the crowd apart while shouting.

Goodness, this scene is too exaggerated.

The crowd gradually spread to both sides, and then the person in question finally appeared.

A few airport security guards were pushing through the crowd when you saw several tall, burly foreigners dressed in black suits and sunglasses—clearly professional bodyguards.

Without a doubt, these bodyguards are protecting an important figure.

Sure enough, the big shot appeared. It was Aaron Malak, now known as the godfather of human technology, a beacon of the future, a lighthouse figure, and an entrepreneur who combines the great power of technology and business.

Hu Jiangshan couldn't help but exclaim to himself, "Holy crap, this guy actually came. It's really unexpected."

Although Hu Jiangshan was a top scientist in his previous life, he had never dealt with Malak, although they had appeared at the same event before.

In this life, Hu Jiangshan did meet with Malak once, and his impression of him was quite good, much better than that of the average old-school American entrepreneur.

At that moment, the bodyguards, looking imposing and arrogant, pushed through the crowd, and Aaron Malak's face appeared.

The fans, social media influencers, and those who were both self-employed and had fans all cheered.

"My God! Malak! I love you!"

"Look at that aura! He truly deserves to be a technological leader from the Blue Star!"

"Mr. Malak, I want to go to Mars! Please take me to Mars!"

"Marsman Malak, I need a ticket!"

Hu Jiangshan rubbed his forehead, feeling quite embarrassed by what the fans had said.

Malak did say he wanted to go to Mars, and that was in the last two or three years.

However, Malak's proud super starship has never been completed. Even if he had another ten years, let alone now in 19 years, he still wouldn't be able to get it done.

The super starship was test-flown time and time again, with some successes and many more failures, but as long as there was a possibility of failure, it could not be considered a success.

So at least before Hu Jiangshan's transmigration and rebirth, the already very old Aaron Malak had not become a Martian and was still on Earth.

It must be said that Malak has a very strong presence and outstanding leadership qualities, which is something most people can't match.

Many media people wanted to approach Malak to talk to him and interview this impressive entrepreneur, but they were all blocked by airport security and his bodyguards.

Zhang Yue did indeed have some skill; she was able to get close to Malak, trying her best to keep up while quickly communicating with him.

It seems this is what they call an interview.

There's nothing we can do. For a big shot like Malak to give you the chance to chat with him is already quite an achievement; it's practically an act of mercy.

Malak walked very fast, and Zhang Yue also walked very fast, her calves moving frantically like a whirlwind, barely managing to keep up.

Under these circumstances, Zhang Yue probably wouldn't be able to ask any profound questions; at most, she could only ask superficial ones.

For example, when did Malak arrive in China, and what was he doing there?
What are Malak's plans for China in the future?
At most, I'll ask Malak about his purpose and thoughts in attending the meeting.

As for other media outlets wanting to conduct interviews, they simply can't get a chance.

A moment later, Malak approached.

At this moment, the staff at the reception point came up to him and guided Malak over to register for the space summit.

Yang Bingbing perked up and exchanged a glance with Xiao Zhao and Awei, signaling them to quickly get to their positions.

At this moment, Zhang Yue came over again, clearly having completed the interview, her face full of satisfaction.

Judging from Zhang Yue's expression, she felt incredibly honored to have even spoken to Malak; it was as if her ancestors' graves were emitting auspicious smoke.

No wonder, in the eyes of many girls, Malak is the most charming man on the entire planet, without a doubt.

Especially since Malak was still known as the "real-life Iron Man" at the time.

You know, many beautiful women are vying to have Malak's babies, believing that Malak has good genes, is both intelligent and has leadership qualities, and belongs to the top of the human pyramid.

Zhang Yue looked at Yang Bingbing and said, "You're out of luck, Bingbing."

"...Huh? What do you mean?"

"I have already spoken with Mr. Malak. He does not have time for any further interviews. After registering, he will take a car to the hotel."

"Going to a hotel? That's easy."

"The hotel he's going to isn't the one other guests are staying at; he arranged it himself, and the address is kept secret. He won't tell anyone, so you won't be able to find him."

Ah Wei couldn't help but retort: ​​"How can we not find him? We are CCTV, he will definitely accept our interview."

"I'm telling you, if it's no chance, it's no chance. You can try it later if you don't believe me. Mr. Malak will definitely refuse you."

Seeing how certain Zhang Yue was, Yang Bingbing, Awei, and Xiao Zhao exchanged glances, and their confidence waned.

They originally thought that as a CCTV reporter team, CCTV would give them some face.

It doesn't seem that simple.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. Aaron Malak is a foreigner and probably has never even heard of CCTV, so he wouldn't give them any face.

Unless CCTV's leaders personally intervene and finalize the matter with Malak's team, it will be very difficult to resolve.

Just then, Malak arrived at the registration point and began talking to Lily and the others, registering for the space summit.

Since Malak doesn't speak Mandarin, a translator is naturally available to help.

Yang Bingbing wanted to go up and talk to Malak, but was stopped by his bodyguard.

The bodyguard had a serious expression and told Yang Bingbing to step back and not come any closer in British English.

Yang Bingbing couldn't explain it clearly, so she had no choice but to take two steps back.

Zhang Yue chuckled and said, "I told you, you two really have no chance. You should just give up, Bingbing."

Just then, Malak casually looked up, paused, and then smiled, as if he had noticed someone.

Malak then said in Britannica, “Oh, dear Hu, so you’re here too! It’s so lucky to see you.”

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately followed Malak's gaze and saw a handsome man there.

It was Hu Jiangshan.

(End of this chapter)