Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 418 Wishes Fulfilled, Net Worth Skyrockets
Jiang Qing's breathing suddenly stopped.

Wang's warm body pressed tightly against his through the thin silk, the fresh scent of shampoo intertwining with the warm fragrance emanating from her skin, creating a restless atmosphere.

He noticed that she had put on light makeup again, and even her eyelashes had been carefully styled to have a curled shape.

"I'm apprehensive, but I'm at work."

His palm unconsciously covered her lower back.

When Jiang Qing opened her mouth to speak, she noticed that her voice was hoarser than she had imagined.

"Be good, go to sleep."

He tried to keep himself calm.

Wang Churan observed his reaction, her eyes curving into a charming smile as she playfully ran her fingertips along the short hair at the back of his neck, sending a slight shiver down her spine.

"You go about your business."

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a feather brushing against the heart.

"I promise I won't bother you."

After saying that, she deliberately adjusted her posture to get closer to him, feeling his instant stiffness.

"Ah……"

Jiang Qing was both amused and exasperated by her almost shameless coquettishness, and let out a low laugh.

He suddenly leaned forward, gently pressing his forehead against hers, their noses almost touching, their breaths mingling.

This sudden action made Wang's heart skip a beat, and he subconsciously held his breath.

"It's shaking so badly."

Jiang Qing's fingertips gently stroked her back, and he could clearly feel the slight trembling of her body. The awkwardness and nervousness beneath her feigned boldness were nowhere to be hidden.

These words instantly shattered all pretense.

Wang was startled to meet his questioning gaze. The softest part of her heart was deeply touched, and tears welled up in her eyes, like the surface of a lake illuminated by moonlight.

"Jiang Qing, do you know? From the first moment I saw you in Peach Blossom Village... I've been fantasizing about this scene every day."

She suddenly tilted her head back and bit his lower lip, the indistinct sound merging into their breaths.

"I want... to become yours..."

Before she finished speaking, she had already closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his.

It was a kiss filled with devotion, awkward yet incredibly passionate.

As Jiang Qing felt her surging emotions, the last shred of his rationality completely crumbled.

He let out a low sigh, no longer hesitating, and tightened his arms around her waist, taking the initiative.

It's no longer a superficial attempt, but rather a proactive guidance driven by long-accumulated emotions.

The last few words Wang Cherished uttered disappeared into his sudden, rapid breathing.

Jiang Qing supported the back of her neck, tasting the astringency of the red wine and the sweetness of the lipstick.

In a daze, she felt herself being lifted into the air. Jiang Qing picked her up and gently placed her on the desk.

The laptop was ruthlessly pushed aside, and several documents slipped to the ground unattended.

He pressed against her, like a meticulous sanitation worker, scrutinizing every corner from her chin down.

"Jiang Qing..."

She called his name unconsciously, her voice broken.

"I'm here."

He responded to her, leaned closer again, and swallowed all her sobs.

"Wait, wait a minute..."

Wang suddenly pressed against his chest and, under Jiang Qing's questioning gaze, reached out and turned off the overhead light.

In the darkness, only their breaths mingled, and she shyly buried her face in the crook of his neck.

"It's too bright..."

Jiang Qing was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled softly, picked the person up, and walked out of the study.

The journey from the desk to the living room felt exceptionally long.

Wang huddled on the sofa, her eyes glazed over, her body limp and powerless, as if she had just been pulled from an overly vivid dream.

Jiang Qing bent down, brushed aside the sweaty strands of hair clinging to her forehead, placed a gentle kiss on her brow, and then carefully picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

He kicked open the master bedroom door, and moonlight streamed in through the French windows, illuminating Wang's trembling toes.

He placed her kneeling on the edge of the bed, a position that caused her nightgown to spread open completely, the red silk reflecting off her snow-white skin like a blooming pomegranate flower.

As Jiang Qing buried his face in her collarbone, she suddenly murmured softly.

“I remember them saying in the super topic... you have a small mole on your left waist.”

As he spoke, his fingertips trembled as he reached out to confirm.

"It's really here..."

"It seems that fans knowing too much is not a good thing."

Jiang Qing smiled, grasped her wrist, pressed it against the pillow, and leaned over to block the moonlight.

Wang Churan opened her eyes wide in the shadows, watching his eyelashes slowly approach, and suddenly remembered the first time she saw him in person at the airport, mixed in with the crowd.

He nodded and smiled at his fans across the crowd, while she, squeezed in the crowd holding a camera, couldn't even utter a single "Jiang Shen" (a nickname for a celebrity).

"Distracted?"

Jiang Qing gently bit her earlobe, reminding her not to get distracted.

Wang panicked and hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck.

Jiang Qing sighed and lovingly lowered his head to press his lips to her brow.

"That day at the banquet in the China World Trade Center, when you walked over in your white dress..."

Her burning lips moved to the side of her neck.

“I was thinking, this girl shouldn’t be playing Chopin.”

"What...what should we play?"

She asked haltingly, her fingers digging deep into his back.

Beethoven.

""enthusiasm"."

"Well"

Wang Chu's subsequent memories became blurry.

All I remember is being carried to the bathroom, and it seemed like rose petals were floating on the surface of the bathtub.

The warm water flowed over my body, relieving my fatigue.

Wang leaned against the edge of the bathtub, and it took her a long time to gradually come back to her senses.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Qing, who was resting with his eyes closed beside her. In the misty air, his profile looked exceptionally gentle.

A feeling of extreme unreality welled up inside me.

"Jiang Qing..."

She spoke softly, her voice still hoarse from the experience. "I feel like... I'm dreaming. I really... really... with you..."

She was too shy to say what came next, but her eyes were filled with a happy glow and a hint of dreamlike trepidation.

Jiang Qing opened his eyes, turned his head to look at her, and gently stroked her back with a doting look in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, it's not a dream, it's all real. You're right here beside me."

Wang Churan finally felt at ease, her body relaxed and limp in the warm water, and suddenly she laughed out loud.

"Now I believe you're not an AI..."

"Ok?"

Jiang Qing turned to look at her, her eyes filled with confusion.

"The extent to which the physical fitness monitoring system will trigger an alarm."

After she finished speaking, she buried her face in the water, but Jiang Qing laughed and pulled her out.

The two were soaking in the bathtub, embracing each other, when Wang suddenly turned around and lay on his chest.

"Jiang Qing, do you believe it..."

Her long, wet hair clung to his chest, and a strange light shone in her eyes.

"If someone told me now that all of this was a dying hallucination, I would jump down without hesitation following the illusion!"

Jiang Qing paused slightly as he stroked her back.

A dangerous premonition of a cold was brewing, but when they met eyes, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming dependence in her eyes.

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, his tone exceptionally gentle.

"It's not a hallucination."

He cupped her face in his hands and continued earnestly.

"Your fingers are still red; you gripped the sheets too hard just now..."

His affirmation was like a reassuring pill.

Wang looked at him with a start, and the long-suppressed obsession in her heart, the crazy thought of wanting to completely integrate into his bones and blood, grew and spread like vines, gradually overpowering her shyness.

The other side hidden within, after getting what it wanted, quietly begins to take over.

The watery light in her eyes was gradually replaced by a more intense, even aggressive, light.

A strange impulse grew wildly within my body.

Wang Churan suddenly curled her lips into a smile, her previously obedient and docile expression vanishing, replaced by a charming smile that Jiang Qing had never seen before.

Under Jiang Qing's slightly surprised gaze, she took the initiative to move closer, her arms wrapping around his neck like water snakes, and whispering sweet breath into his ear.

"Since you say it's not a hallucination, then... shouldn't I verify it?"

Before Jiang Qing could react, she used the buoyancy of the water to flip over and straddle him, looking down at him with a bold and excited gleam in her eyes.

This shift in posture revealed her perfect figure, with its exquisite curves and water droplets rolling down her smooth skin, exuding ultimate allure.

Jiang Qing was indeed taken aback by her sudden change, but then a strong interest welled up in his eyes.

He relaxed, leaned against the edge of the bathtub, and watched her with amusement, wondering what she would do next.

"Oh? It seems my big fan has quite a few hidden skills?"

Wang trembled as she leaned down, her long hair falling and brushing against his cheek, her eyes hazy yet carrying a hint of provocation.

“Jiang Shen… no, Jiang Qing, what you taught me, I’m slowly returning to you now.”

In the time that followed, the two were completely absorbed in their relationship, and for a moment they lost all sense of what the world was like.

Outside the window, the lights of Luyang City gradually went out, the night sky turned from dark blue to deep black, and then quietly revealed a few faint rays of dawn.

As the distant horizon began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, the bedroom finally fell completely quiet.

Wang Churan curled up in Jiang Qing's arms like a lazy cat, her cheek pressed against his chest, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat, and felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

Her thick, long eyelashes slowly drooped, carrying a great sense of happiness that her wish had been fulfilled. As physical exhaustion took over, she fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Qing looked down at the serene face of the person in his arms, his fingertips gently brushing across her slightly swollen lips. His eyes were filled with complex emotions, which eventually turned into a barely audible sigh. He pulled her closer to him and closed his eyes as well.

For Wang Cheran, this night was a night of madness and fulfillment, where his dream came true.

For Jiang Qing, it was a completely new sensory experience.

Wang Churan was unlike anyone before her; she was like the most devout believer, fulfilling all his desires without the slightest hesitation.

The heat was so intense it almost melted him.

Outside the window, the morning of January 27, 2023, was slowly approaching.

As Jiang Qing and Wang Churan embraced and fell asleep in the morning light, the outside world had already begun its new day's hustle and bustle.

At 9:00 AM, a new hashtag suddenly appeared on Weibo's trending topics list and quickly climbed to the top of the list at an astonishing speed.

"Jiang Qing's net worth skyrockets"
This trending topic originated from an in-depth report published by Bloomberg.

Reporters interviewed dozens of founders of artificial intelligence companies and experts in the field of artificial intelligence to conduct a comprehensive valuation analysis of Wuwen Technology's Wanxiang Big Model.

The report points out that, depending on different valuation methods, Vientiane's value ranges from $10 billion to $1500 billion.

Subsequently, more professional institutions estimated that Wuwen Technology's market value could reach between $2500 billion and $3000 billion.

"If we estimate based on this figure, Jiang Qing, who owns absolute control of Wuwen Technology, may have an astonishing personal wealth, possibly even exceeding that of Nvidia CEO Jensen Huang."

This report was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.

Rudina Seseri, founder of Boston-based venture capital firm Glasswing Ventures, said in a report: "Even conservatively estimated, this company could easily be valued at billions of dollars based on its current revenue alone, not to mention future growth. If Wuwen were to go public, Jiang Qing's net worth would skyrocket to an astonishing level in a short period of time."

Research engineer Sebastian Raschka pointed out, "Wanxiang has strong brand recognition in the market, so its valuation should be higher than OpenAI's. Considering the report on January 23 that SoftBank Group was in talks to lead a funding round for OpenAI, raising up to $40 billion, which would value OpenAI at $300 billion, Wanxiang's current valuation should be between $100 billion and $150 billion, which is equivalent to half of OpenAI's valuation. Moreover, this is a conservative estimate based on current market share, taking into account the future."

More and more authoritative assessment agencies are issuing reports, with increasingly accurate figures and more and more convincing reasons.

These numbers have unsettled everyone.

Wuwen Technology has jumped from an original valuation of 450 billion RMB to become a technology giant with a potential value of over one trillion RMB. This leap is simply astonishing and unimaginable.

Below the trending search terms, the comment section is constantly refreshing at a rate of hundreds of comments per second.

"Did I miscount the zeros? Fifteen hundred billion US dollars? Are you sure the unit isn't mislabeled? Hmm?"

"Yesterday we were cheering for Jiang Shen's technology, and today we're kneeling before his wealth? Who am I supposed to reason with? This was already beyond the bounds, and now it's utterly outrageous!"

"Twenty-seven years old, a net worth of hundreds of billions of dollars? Is this even real? I know I'm a loser, but do you have to remind me of that all the time?"

"I remember the top Forbes billionaire last year had less than 600 billion RMB, right? This is more than double? It's like a rocket!"

"So Jiang Qing is now the richest tech mogul in Asia?"

"Upstairs, remove the word 'technology,' and you're Asia's richest man!"

"I declare that Jiang Shen is my one and only idol! He's got talent, looks, and wealth—all at the pinnacle of his abilities! And he's so young! Novelists wouldn't even dare to write something like this! All those domineering CEOs are utterly pathetic!"

"Am I the only one concerned about whether Wuwen Technology will go public or not? If it does, how high will its stock price soar? Is it still too late to buy shares in our partner company now?"

"Wake up, upstairs! Wuwen has clearly stated that it won't be going public in the short term. However, the stock prices of companies like Xiaomi, Tencent, and Ali, which have already established deep collaborations with Wuwen, will definitely surge today!"

"What are we waiting for? Brothers, buy in with all your funds!"

"Let's go together..."

……

The last day of the Spring Festival holiday officially began amidst enthusiastic discussions across the internet.

(End of this chapter)