The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Applause surged through the venue like a tidal wave, lasting for a long time.

Chen Zhi supported himself on the podium with one hand, and only moved closer to the microphone after the noise subsided slightly.

"I know everyone is doing some calculations right now."

The image on the big screen changed again, showing a white Meizu phone slowly rotating.

"A completely new interactive experience, a large-scale Moss edge-mounted model, Qualcomm's latest flagship chip, and a custom 2K screen from Samsung," Chen Zhi rattled off a long list of specifications. "According to market norms, a flagship phone of this caliber, coupled with a 'groundbreaking AI' gimmick, shouldn't be selling for six or seven thousand yuan, right?"

The media members in the audience nodded in agreement.

Apple and Samsung's flagship phones have long been selling at this price point. Deep Space Technology's phone is a complete game-changer in terms of intelligence. If it were priced at 7,000, there would definitely be a rush to buy it.

Chen Zhi smiled.

He pressed the laser pointer.

On the big screen, a huge number crashed down.

3999 yuan.

"I'm not here to make money today, I'm here to make friends with everyone."

The entire Hall A was silent for a second, then erupted in gasps.

"Holy crap! Three thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine?!"

"Are you crazy?! The hardware alone would cost over three thousand!"

"Is this price designed to sabotage the market? How are other manufacturers supposed to survive?"

The reporters in the front row were snapping photos like madmen, while the tech bloggers who had come expecting a laugh were now all editing their Weibo and WeChat Moments.

This price, combined with Moss's capabilities, is simply a massacre.

Meanwhile, in Hall B, which is separated by only one wall.

Li Mingyuan, Vice President of Baidu, was standing on the stage, confidently presenting Baidu's latest AI strategy PPT.

"Our Wenxin Grand Model will deeply empower various industries over the next three years..."

A few hundred people were scattered across the audience.

Li Mingyuan frowned. He noticed that the reporters from several core technology media outlets in the front row were not listening to him at all; they were all looking down at their phones.

Suddenly, the editor-in-chief of a technology portal website, who was sitting in the first row, stood up abruptly.

Without even saying goodbye, he grabbed the camera bag at his feet, turned around, and ran out.

This seemed to be a signal.

Immediately afterwards, reporters in the second and third rows stood up, carrying their cameras and microphones, and surged toward the gate.

"Hurry to the next building! Deep Space Technology's place has exploded!"

"Priced at 3999! Hurry and grab one of the first units to experience it!"

In less than two minutes, Hall B, which was not full to begin with, was almost empty, leaving only a few of the people Qian Du had hired looking at each other in bewilderment.

Li Mingyuan froze on the stage, his hand holding the laser pointer suspended in mid-air.

"What's going on?" He turned to look at the audience.

An assistant, sweating profusely, ran up from backstage and whispered in his ear.

"Mr. Li, Deep Space Technology next door... released its first AI phone, and it's priced at only 3999. It's all over the trending topics now, and all the reporters have rushed to Hall A."

Li Mingyuan's face turned ashen instantly. The developer conference that Qiandu had been preparing for for half a month had become a laughing stock in the industry.

Beijing, headquarters of Musical Notes.

Zhang Yiming stood in front of the large screen in the technology department, watching the data constantly changing in the background.

"Mr. Zhang, the peak concurrent viewership for the Deep Space Technology press conference livestream just surpassed five million!" The operations director exclaimed in shock. "And the user retention rate is astonishingly high—they're all there for that phone!"

Zhang Yiming burst out laughing.

"Chen Zhi, that kid, is a madman, but also a genius."

Deep Space Technology not only turned its fortunes around with this press conference, but also brought massive traffic conversions to Yinpu Jump.

Backstage lounge, Hall A, China National Convention Center.

The door was pushed open, and Dai Dama pushed the wheelchair in.

As soon as Chen Zhigang entered the room, his previously upright posture collapsed instantly.

With a "bang," he slumped back in his wheelchair, the metal cane in his hand falling to the ground.

"President Chen!" Dai Da-mai was startled.

Chen Zhi's face was deathly pale, and he was breathing heavily.

I stood on the stage for almost an hour, and my broken ribs and left leg in a cast had been protesting for a while.

"Water..." Chen Zhi's voice was weak.

A figure rushed over even faster than Dai Dama.

With red eyes, Li Zhiyi held an open bottle of mineral water and hurriedly brought it to Chen Zhi's lips.

Chen Zhi took two sips from her hand and caught his breath.

Li Zhiyi took out a tissue and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, tears streaming down her face.

"Are you out of your mind?" Li Zhiyi asked, her voice trembling with tears. "The doctor said you can't stand for long, but you insisted on going up there to show off."

Chen Zhi forced a smile and gently pinched her cheek.

"Don't cry. Wasn't your husband handsome on stage just now?"

Li Zhiyi burst into laughter through her tears and gently patted the back of his hand.

"madman."

She cursed, but her movements became even gentler.

The atmosphere in the lounge became warm and inviting.

Dai Dama tactfully withdrew and closed the door behind him.

Top floor duplex at Wanliu Academy.

Pei Ningxue sat cross-legged on the carpet, looking at the black screen on her iPad, which showed that the live stream had ended.

"You're lucky to be alive."

Pei Ningxue snorted coldly and placed the coffee cup on the coffee table.

She picked up the laptop next to her and logged into Deep Space Technology's internal financial system.

Although she has left, she can still log into the company system.

As soon as the system interface opened, the traffic monitoring curve for pre-sale orders showed a vertical 90-degree jump.

Pei Ningxue stared at the curve, and a tiny smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

That bastard, he's actually got some skills when it comes to building a career.

Jiangcheng, a large recording studio's rest room.

Lin Wanwan had just finished recording a program and was so tired that she collapsed on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the agent, Su Man, rushed in.

"Wanwan! Something terrible has happened!"

Su Man shoved her phone right in front of Lin Wanwan's face.

"What's up, Sister Su Man? I'm so sleepy..." Lin Wanwan rubbed her eyes and took the phone.

The screen displays Weibo's trending topics list, with the top item prominently featuring a deep red "Explosive" label.

[19-Year-Old Genius CEO Launches Groundbreaking Phone While Using Crutches: Deep Space Technology Delivers a Game-Changing Strike!]

Lin Wanwan clicked on the entry.

A video popped up.

Chen Zhi, dressed in a suit and leaning on a black metal cane, limped onto the stage.

"He...he lied to me."

Lin Wanwan's eyes instantly reddened, and tears fell onto her phone screen without warning.

For the past two weeks, Chen Zhi has been chatting and laughing with her in video calls every day, saying that he is recovering very well and will be able to run around on the ground soon.

But in the video, he even needs a cane to stand up!

Backstage at the China National Convention Center, Beijing.

Chen Zhi was enjoying Li Zhiyi peeling oranges when his phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

The screen lights up, and the caller ID shows: Wanwan.

Chen Zhigang almost choked on the orange he had just swallowed.

Cold sweat broke out again in a flash.

He glanced at Li Zhiyi, who was carefully picking out the white pith from the oranges beside him, and his mind raced.

"Zhiyi," Chen Zhiqing cleared his throat, "I'm suddenly a little hungry."

"What do you want to eat?" Li Zhiyi immediately put down the oranges. "I'll go buy it for you."

"Well... when I passed by Building B just now, I saw they were selling hot dogs over there. Could you go and buy me two?" Chen Zhi made up an excuse.

"Okay, wait for me a moment."

Li Zhiyi picked up her bag and quickly walked out of the lounge.

As soon as the door closed, Chen Zhi immediately sat up straight.

He grabbed the jacket draped over the back of his wheelchair and haphazardly put it on, completely covering the bandages that were faintly visible inside his suit.

I took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

The screen flashed, and Lin Wanwan's tear-streaked face appeared in the camera.

"Wanwan, why are you crying?" Chen Zhi feigned surprise. "Who bullied you? Tell me, and I'll go beat him up."

Lin Wanwan stared intently at Chen Zhi on the screen, completely ignoring his response.

"Chen Zhi, do you think I'm particularly easy to fool?"

Lin Wanwan's voice trembled as she spoke, her voice trembling with tears.

"What are you talking about?" Chen Zhi was still trying to stay calm.

"I saw it trending on social media." Lin Wanwan wiped away her tears. "Deep Space Technology CEO, Chen Zhi, you're something else! You kept it from me for so long. And your leg, didn't you say you'd be able to run again soon? Didn't you feel especially impressive standing on stage with your crutches?"

"Wanwan, let me explain."

"Actually, I was just pretending."

"Pretending?" Lin Wanwan was taken aback.

"Exactly," Chen Zhi said without changing his expression. "Think about it, our company has been getting so much hate lately. As a freshman, how can I gain sympathy by holding a press conference? Of course, I'll play the victim!"

He patted his left leg.

"This cast is a prop, and the bandages are for the show. I'm actually almost fully recovered. Don't believe me? I'll stand up and walk around for you."

As he spoke, Chen Zhi pretended to stand up, supporting himself with his wheelchair.

As soon as he exerted force, a sharp pain shot through his ribs, and he couldn't help but hiss, his expression instantly contorting.

Lin Wanwan could see it clearly through the screen.

"You lied to me again!"

Lin Wanwan completely broke down. "You're in so much pain and you still say you're fine! I'll have Sister Su Man book a plane ticket right now, I'm going back to Beijing immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhi's scalp tingled.

"No, no, no!" Chen Zhi quickly intervened, "Wanwan, you're recording a show right now, the penalty for breach of contract is very high!"

Just then, Su Man's face appeared on the screen.

She leaned closer to the camera and gave Chen Zhi a complicated look.

"Mr. Chen, you've done a great job keeping this a secret." Su Man's tone was slightly teasing, then she turned to Lin Wanwan, "Wanwan, calm down. The show's finale is being recorded tomorrow. If you leave now, the entire production team will have to shut down. Besides, there are paparazzi waiting for you everywhere. If you go to the airport now, you'll be photographed immediately."

Chen Zhi quickly seized the opportunity.

"Yes, yes, Sister Su Man is right. Wanwan, your career is on the rise, you can't be willful. I'm really fine now. I'll go back to the hospital to lie down after the press conference."

With Su Man's strong persuasion and Chen Zhi's coaxing and cajoling, Lin Wanwan's emotions finally stabilized a little.

"Then you have to promise me that you'll video chat with me every day. I want to see you change your dressing!" Lin Wanwan sniffled as she made her condition.

"No problem! I will absolutely obey the organization's arrangements!" Chen Zhi immediately saluted.

8 PM.

The first AI phone jointly launched by Deep Space Technology and Meizu has started pre-sales on major e-commerce platforms across the country on schedule.

Deep Space Technology Headquarters, Data Monitoring Center.

Dai Da-mai, along with dozens of programmers, stared intently at the huge display screen on the wall.

"Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one! Sales begin!"

As the countdown ended, the data curve on the screen soared vertically.

"Ten thousand units!"

"Fifty thousand units!"

"100,000 units! Out of stock!"

A programmer suddenly stood up: "Manager Dai! 100,000 units pre-ordered, sold out in a second!"

Dai Dama stood there, stunned for a full five seconds, before suddenly jumping up and grabbing the programmer next to him.

"Awesome!!"

A cheer erupted throughout the office area.

Dai Dama took out his phone and dialed Chen Zhi's number.

"Brother Zhi! Sold out in seconds! 100,000 units, gone in a second!"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Zhi was lying on the sofa at Wanliu Academy, eating grapes fed to him by Li Zhiyi.

"As expected, tell Huang Zhang to give it his all and maximize production capacity."

At this moment, Huang Zhang looked at the two big words "Sold Out" on the computer screen and was extremely excited.

"I'm alive again!"

He yelled at the secretary outside the door.

"Notify all workshop foremen to hold an emergency meeting tonight! Starting today, all production lines will operate on three shifts, with triple overtime pay. Machines will never stop, even if people rest! Anyone who dares to let me down at this critical juncture will be skinned alive!"

Meizu, a mobile phone manufacturer that once teetered on the brink of collapse, has been completely revived through this collaboration.