Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

The press conference ended, and the sun was shining brightly.

The temporary experience area in Nanhu Industrial Zone was bustling with people. Dozens of reporters surrounded a long table, eager to get their hands on the Nova K1 test unit.

Some people were amazed by how smoothly the desktop scrolled, others opened UC Browser to load the Sina homepage, and still others clumsily tapped the screen while playing Flappy Bird, eliciting laughter.

"The touch response is incredible! It's even better than some smartphones on the market, so smooth and seamless!"

"A Chinese input method that can slide? That's ten times faster than T9!"

"You guys really use Dafeng Factory to make the mid-frame? I just touched it, and the edges are polished to perfection—it's a work of art! Yes, I can only describe it as a work of art!"

In the main guest lounge, Zhao Chongming personally carried a brand-new Nova K1 and handed it to Sha Ruijin with both hands.

"Secretary Sha, why don't you give it a try?"

Zhao Chongming's tone was respectful but not humble: "The system has been specially optimized, with larger fonts and simpler operation."

Sha Ruijin took the phone and swiped it lightly—the screen lit up immediately.

He tried opening the phone and text messages, and swiped through several apps, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

If this thing were made overseas, Sha Ruijin wouldn't be too surprised.

However, this was produced domestically.

Most of them are made in China.

Chips and chip manufacturing.

It's mainly Qualcomm and TSMC.

Qualcomm is now the undisputed king of the mobile communications field.

To create a smartphone that supports 3G, can make calls, access the internet, and runs an operating system smoothly,

Only Qualcomm can provide turnkey solutions globally.

TSMC is the one that manufactures chips.

The storage chips are from Samsung.

"German!"

He turned to Zhao Dehan and smiled, "Zhao Chongming is truly remarkable. He not only knows how to run a factory, but he also has a thorough understanding of user experience."

Zhao Dehan smiled modestly: "It was all done by the young people themselves."

Sha Ruijin nodded, then suddenly remembered something and casually asked, "You mentioned on stage that Dafeng Factory is involved in the mid-frame manufacturing? How are the workers being accommodated?"

Zhao Chongming immediately chimed in, his tone calm: "Dafeng Factory is the starting point, but not the end. Besides hardware, we're also nurturing the local software ecosystem—we've already supported three local development teams in Jingzhou to create NovaOS-specific applications!"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Meanwhile, Tencent, Baidu, and UCWeb have all integrated the SDK and are adapting it to their core products."

At this point, Zhao Chongming smiled, as if he were recounting a trivial matter: "We want to enable young people in Handong to write apps that will be used by millions of people right at their doorstep, without having to go to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, or Shenzhen."

A glint of light flashed in Sha Ruijin's eyes.

He was well aware of Zhao Chongming's ambitions; this was no longer just about industrial development, but a national strategy for talent repatriation and regional balance.

He glanced at it and Zhao Dehan looked on with envy.

I wish it were my own son.

Zhao Chongming continued, "In addition, the industrial chain is taking shape. BOE has confirmed that it will invest in and build a 6th generation TFT-LCD panel module plant in Nanhu, and Hande Times (formerly CATL's technical team) will also set up a power battery pack base here to supply power for smart terminals and new energy vehicles in the future."

"Hande Era?" Li Dakang interjected, his eyes gleaming. "The one that makes high-energy-density batteries?"

"Exactly." Zhao Chongming nodded. "What they value is the industrial synergy in Handong—screens, batteries, structural components, and complete machines are all within a 30-kilometer radius. Logistics costs are reduced by 40%, and response speed is increased by 3 times."

After a pause, Zhao Chongming smiled and said, "Oh, I still own 30% of Hande Era's shares. Besides, I've also transferred a lot of technology to them!"

It was originally Ningde, but now it's been changed to Hande.

Many people looked at Zhao Dehan.

A filial son!

Sha Ruijin paused for a moment, then suddenly turned to Li Dakang, his tone serious: "Comrade Dakang, how is the government's preparation for these projects to be implemented?"

Li Dakang immediately stood up straight, his voice booming: "Secretary Sha, rest assured! The Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee and Government have established a 'Chongming Industrial Chain Task Force,' prioritizing land allocation, reducing the approval process to 7 days, and ensuring that water, electricity, roads, and base stations are all in place ahead of schedule!"

"We not only want to attract businesses, but we also want them to settle down, make money, and not want to leave!"

Sha Ruijin finally smiled with satisfaction and patted Zhao Chongming on the shoulder: "Great. With Dafeng Factory for hardware, a local team for software, BOE for upstream, and Hande Times for energy... You're not just building a factory, you've planted a towering tree in Handong."

Not far away, Liu Guoquan walked over, smiling broadly, and said:

"Old Sha, I think this tree will be able to shade half of China in the future."

Everyone laughed.

The atmosphere in the tea break area after the press conference appeared warm on the surface, but undercurrents were already swirling.

Gao Yuliang, holding a celadon teacup, strolled over to Li Dakang's side. His gaze swept over Zhao Chongming, who was talking with Director Zhou of the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology in the distance, and he said meaningfully, "Dakang, don't you think—this Nanhu Industrial Park, this Chongming Technology, this industrial chain… it's another Shanshui Group!"

"I don't think so!" Li Dakang naturally saw through Gao Yuliang's thoughts.

Gao Yuliang didn't get any credit for this huge achievement, so he naturally couldn't help but mention Shanshui Group now, just to make his presence felt.

"Secretary Gao! You can't say things like that carelessly!"

Li Dakang didn't mince words, pointing to the bustling factory behind him: "What is Chongming Group doing? What is Shanshui Group doing? It's a private estate on the outskirts of Jingzhou, and the Guangming Peak project is a complete mess. Can they compare to Chongming Group?"

Anyway, today, I, Li Dakang, will not let Gao Yuliang have an easy time.

You, Gao Yuliang, have been spreading rumors and smearing Zhao Dehan for quite some time now. Now that his son has achieved such great political success and even helped me get rid of my wife, Ouyang Jing, I have no choice but to return the favor.

Gao Yuliang's face was somewhat dark.

Li Dakang continued, "And what about Chongming Group? 1365 people have returned to work at Dafeng Plant, over 10,000 have been recruited at Nanhu, and BOE and Hande Times are about to build factories—that's industry! That's employment! That's benefiting millions of people!"

Gao Yuliang's expression darkened slightly, but he still maintained a refined smile: "You can't say that. Over the years, Shanshui Group has paid a lot of taxes, which has boosted the building materials, decoration, and service industries... It has made some economic contributions."

"Stimulus?" Li Dakang sneered, unyielding. "That's a short-sighted, self-destructive approach. One creates a bubble, the other creates real substance—Secretary Gao, can't you tell which is truly beneficial to Handong in the long run?"

The two were on the verge of exchanging barbs, drawing the attention of surrounding officials and even causing reporters to quietly stop taking pictures and hold their breath as they watched.

Gao Yuliang was also unhappy.

I just wanted to make my presence known, so why are you acting like you've taken some kind of gunpowder, Li Dakang?

Just as he was about to speak again, a steady voice came from behind him:

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Sha Ruijin approached slowly, his expression calm as ever, yet he exuded an undeniable air of authority. His gaze swept over Gao Yuliang and Li Dakang, his tone gentle yet brooking no argument:

"Today is a big day for the launch of Nova K1, a milestone in the industrial transformation of Handong. Let's not talk about anything else, but look forward."

He paused, then turned to the crowd, his voice gentle yet firm: "Comrades from the Central Committee have come from afar. We are hosting a simple luncheon at noon, firstly to express our gratitude for their support, and secondly to discuss the future development of Nanhu. At the table, we will talk freely about the future!"