King of Technology: A Fresh Start in 1983

After booking a meeting room, the two went to Zhan Yiling's room.

Zhang Wei used Zhan Yiling's room phone to contact several local computer companies.

He repeatedly emphasized on the phone that the Haitian Hotel had specially vacated its private VIP meeting room for Tiangong's use.

As for the fact that it was free, they never mentioned it.

To his surprise, the invitation went exceptionally smoothly.

Several companies said that they would be meeting tomorrow in the Haitan Road area, so there would be no problem.

Seeing that Zhang Wei had finished making the arrangements, Zhan Yiling said, "Let's have dinner together. I might have to accompany a client tomorrow, so I won't have a chance."

Zhang Wei quickly replied, "Okay! This meal is on me, don't argue with me."

Zhan Yiling was both amused and exasperated: "Hey Zhang Wei, when have I ever argued with you? You always back down at the last minute."

Zhang Wei chuckled awkwardly, "Then let's skip the seafood and meat this time, in case we get an upset stomach..."

Zhan Yiling retorted sarcastically, "No problem, I'll listen to you this time. But thinking about it, it makes sense to eat seafood at the beach, right?"

"I think we should eat the corn cakes, Huangshan sesame cakes, and hairy tofu from your hometown."

Upon hearing Zhan Yiling's words, Zhang Wei chuckled, his face not even turning red.

...

The next morning, Zhang Wei took a taxi from his residence to the Haitian Hotel.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, he immediately understood who had booked all the hotel's meeting rooms in advance.

Also, why do several local computer companies happen to be on Haitan Road today?

The banners hanging high and the road signs everywhere all read "Inspur Group's New Generation Full Series of Microcomputer Products Launch Conference".

A sense of tragic heroism suddenly welled up in Zhang Wei's heart, as he felt like a lone rider venturing deep into enemy territory.

That's incredibly audacious!

They actually dared to develop agents for [Xuanyuan] right under the nose of the biggest local tyrant in Shandong Province!

Fortunately, the meeting room was quite far from the multi-functional hall; otherwise, Zhang Wei was worried that they might not tolerate him challenging them so blatantly.

It's easy to imagine that negotiating with local computer companies to become the distributor of [Xuanyuan] computers in this situation would not be very effective.

Compared to the grand and solemn scene of the wave, Zhang Wei's attempt to put on a show of wealth was simply a joke.

He originally allocated an hour for each family.

But the people from those companies were all focused on the Inspur conference.

Being able to come over, shake hands, and chat for a few minutes is already a great favor to him.

So each group only chatted about trivial things for about ten minutes before it ended abruptly.

Seeing that there was plenty of time, Zhang Wei couldn't help but feel curious and wanted to go to the Inspur venue to observe.

He took a business card left by a computer company and impersonated them to collect a set of materials and gifts from the Inspur press conference registration desk.

After returning to the conference room, I began to study and research seriously.

After studying for an hour, I felt unsatisfied, so I decided to go into the venue to listen to the presentation and see the demo unit.

In the afternoon, after meeting with the last computer company, Zhang Wei walked to the entrance of the venue again.

As he looked ahead, unsure which area to sit in…

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the left shoulder. He turned to the left, but there was no one there!

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he was suddenly hit on the right shoulder again. He turned his head to the right, but there was still no one there!

However, a soft laugh at that moment completely revealed who this mischievous troublemaker was!

Zhang Wei turned around, surprised, and said, "Lin Yidan! What are you doing here?"

"That's a question I should be asking you, Zhang Wei. As a competitor of the organizer, Inspur Group, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei replied in a low voice, "We are far smaller than theirs; we're probably not even qualified to be their competitors. At most, we can only be considered peers."

"Chen Jianghe might not think that way, right?"

Lin Yidan continued, "You know, although you have low emotional intelligence, you have one advantage: you are self-aware."

"You flatter me, I'm just adhering to the principle of seeking truth from facts."

Zhang Wei then asked, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Lin Yidan held up her name tag hanging around her neck in front of Zhang Wei: "Look carefully, I'm a media guest. I was officially invited here."

"And you? You're acting all sneaky. Did Chen Jianghe send you to spy on us?"

Zhang Wei chuckled: "I'm here to learn, thinking about how to make our Tiangong press conferences even better than theirs in the future."

"Oh, you're quite outspoken."

"As I just said, I'm a person who values ​​facts."

Lin Yidan suddenly leaned closer and whispered, "It's a pity you didn't come at noon; their lunch was really good."

As she spoke, she gestured to indicate the names: "The crab legs are so thick, the prawns are so big, the sea cucumbers are so plump, and there are all kinds of sashimi..."

Zhang Wei didn't want to banter with Lin Yidan, so he took a step to walk into the venue, but Lin Yidan grabbed his sleeve.

Lin Yidan said, "Hey, you really want to go in and listen? To be honest, there's nothing to hear."

"I've been bored for most of the day. I finally managed to find someone I know. Let's go out and find a place to chat."

Zhang Wei couldn't help but ask, "Isn't there a press conference later? Aren't you going to attend?"

"Wow, you know the meeting process like the back of your hand."

Zhang Wei gave a wry smile: "Hey, haven't you seen a pig run even if you haven't eaten pork?"

Lin Yidan continued, "I've eaten quite a lot of pork, but I've never actually seen a pig run in my life, not counting those in movies or on TV."

Zhang Wei glanced at her and said, "This shows that you and I grew up in different environments. When I was a child, I had only ever seen pigs run, but I had never eaten pork."

Lin Yidan pleaded, "I really don't want to listen to that meeting. The press release has already been given to me. I'll go back and hand it in to the editor. Whether it's published or not, or how it's published, is none of my business."

"Come on, come out and chat with me for a while. Nobody's been talking to me all day."

Zhang Wei was preoccupied with the new prototype of Langchao, but he had no choice but to reluctantly leave the venue with Lin Yidan, unable to resist her persistent pestering.

Connecting the two buildings of the Haitang Hotel is a long corridor, through which you can see the sea to the south through floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lin Yidan led Zhang Wei around the hotel for a while before finally choosing this place.

The two walked back and forth along the corridor, chatting as they went.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Wei finally decided not to keep it to himself and said, "We've all read the article you wrote."

Which one?

"It's that article, 'Foreign Brands Are Coming on Strong, But Local Enterprises Face Opportunities Amidst Crisis.'"

"Oh, what do you think?"

"I feel... I feel a little regretful, because it only mentioned Tiangong a few times."

"A few words aren't enough? What do you want then?"

"Of course it's an exclusive interview."

"But I told Chen Jianghe beforehand that I couldn't write an interview because I couldn't find a suitable angle."

Lin Yidan continued, "If you want me to keep praising Tiangong and Chen Jianghe... then you might as well buy a print ad."