Back to 2008: I Helped My Dad Become the Richest Man

Chapter 86 Preparations for Dimensional Reduction Attack

The following afternoon, Xu Yang, accompanied by technical director Zhao Peng and two core architects, walked out of the provincial capital airport with their suitcases.

Luo Xiyuan arranged for a van to pick them up.

The car drove directly to a high-end office building near Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Yesterday afternoon, Luo Xiyuan temporarily rented a 200-square-meter office here as the temporary command center for the Luo Group in the provincial capital.

Xu Yang walked into the office and saw that it was already equipped with desks and chairs, a high-speed network, and several high-configuration computers.

"Mr. Luo, this efficiency is amazing." Xu Yang put down his suitcase and exclaimed.

"Time is tight and conditions are basic, so please bear with it for now." Luo Xiyuan sat at the head of the conference table, pointed to the chair next to her, and said, "Sit down and let's talk."

Zhao Peng and the two architects sat down somewhat awkwardly. This was the first time they had met the legendary boss in person.

Seeing how young Luo Xiyuan was, the group was a little apprehensive, but having been under her command for the past few days, they dared not underestimate her in the slightest.

"Xu Yang, have you brought all the documents?" Luo Xiyuan asked.

"Everything's here. Server architecture diagram, database stress test report, and the underlying logic code of the anti-cheating system are all here." Xu Yang patted the briefcase he was carrying.

"Okay." Luo Xiyuan stood up, walked to the whiteboard, picked up a marker, and said, "Now I'll assign you tasks."

She wrote the four characters "iFlytek Technology" on the whiteboard.

"This is our competitor this time. A software outsourcing company. They promised the province that they would create 30,000 jobs."

Luo Xiyuan turned around and looked at Xu Yang and Zhao Peng.

"The provincial leaders don't understand technology; they only look at the numbers. If we try to explain to them how elegant our code is, it's like casting pearls before swine. What we need to talk about is how much commercial value our technology can bring."

Luo Xiyuan drew a huge funnel on the whiteboard with a pen.

"Tomorrow, Director Li will be bringing technical experts from the province to inspect the area. I need you to create a demonstration model. It should simulate how our servers handle massive amounts of data when 10 million users are online simultaneously, harvesting and stealing crops in Happy Farm."

Zhao Peng adjusted his glasses: "President Luo, this demonstration is fine. Our distributed architecture is designed to handle this kind of extreme concurrency. However, while experts may understand it, leaders may not."

"So, you need to add a real-time scrolling currency calculator next to the data." Luo Xiyuan's lips curled up slightly. "Every user click, every item purchase, needs to be converted into RMB in real time. I want Director Li to see with his own eyes that our servers aren't processing data, but printing money."

Xu Yang and Zhao Peng exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Turning a technology demonstration into a money-printing machine demonstration—this simple, direct, and soul-searching presentation method is simply brilliant.

"Furthermore," Luo Xiyuan said, looking at the two architects, "you two prepare a comparative report. Compare our internet products, which have independent intellectual property rights, with iFlytek's outsourcing model that relies on cheap labor in a comprehensive way."

"We want to emphasize two points: First, our profit margin is more than ten times theirs, allowing us to contribute more taxes to the province. Second, we train high-end internet architects, while they only train assembly-line code workers."

"I'm going to expose iFlytek's dirty secrets at tomorrow's inspection meeting."

The atmosphere in the office was instantly ignited.

Xu Yang, Zhao Peng, and the others felt their blood boiling.

They are tech people, and what they hate most is outsourcing companies with no technical expertise taking away their resources.

Now that the boss has declared he wants a direct confrontation, they naturally have to bring out all their strength.

"Understood! Mr. Luo, we'll work through the night to finish the sand table!" Zhao Peng said loudly.

"Go get to work. I'll have someone order the best seafood buffet for you guys for dinner." Luo Xiyuan put down her marker.

8 PM, Luo Family Village.

Li Minxia and Luo Xinde took Grandpa Liu back home.

Everything at home is as usual.

Luo Wen was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the evening news.

"Awen, your sister is alone in the provincial capital, and I'm worried about her. Call her often after school these next few days," Li Minxia said while packing her luggage.

"Mom, my sister's brain is so sharp, ten of me combined couldn't outsmart her. Don't worry about it." Luo Wen stared intently at the TV screen.

The television was broadcasting a news report about a southern province cracking down on multiple cases of internet game cheating software.

Luo Wen's lips curled up slightly.

Yesterday, he asked the legal department to investigate the vocational high school cheating team that Qian Baosheng mentioned. This afternoon, the legal department directly called the police and shut down the den.

Although Qian Baosheng did not participate in the production, he was called in for questioning by the police for suspected resale. His contractor father is probably jumping up and down in the police station right now.

This is what happens when you anger the Roche Group.

"Xinde, go check on the farm. Uncle Chen said that a batch of feed this afternoon was a bit off in color, so I told him not to feed it to the pigs yet, and to wait for you to come back and decide," Li Minxia said to Luo Xinde as she came out of the kitchen.

Upon hearing this, Luo Xinde immediately put on his coat and went outside.

Mr. Liu, who was sitting in a chair, also stood up: "I'll go with you."

"Uncle Liu, please rest. It's freezing cold." Luo Xinde quickly stopped him.

"What rest? A problem with the feed is a big deal. I won't feel at ease unless I take a look." Old Liu was stubborn. He put on his military overcoat and walked out.

The two arrived at the farm's feed warehouse.

Chen Bo was standing guard next to the batch of problematic soybean meal.

Grandpa Liu walked over, grabbed a handful of soybean meal, smelled it first, and then rubbed it between his fingers.

"Who delivered this batch of goods?" Master Liu's face darkened.

"It's the new supplier in town, called something like Wangji Agricultural Supplies," Uncle Chen replied.

"It's mixed with sand and cheap cornmeal. If we feed this to the piglets, they're bound to get diarrhea." Old Liu tossed the soybean meal back into the bag, scoffing, "These unscrupulous merchants, are they taking advantage of our farm being too big to manage now?"

Enraged, Luo Xinde cursed, "Damn it, how dare they mess with me! I'll bring some men to smash their shop tomorrow!"

"What's the point of smashing up the shop?" Old Liu glared at him. "What did Xiyuan teach you all? Follow the contract. Call him over for on-site testing. If it's substandard, not only should the goods be returned, but he should also be fined according to the contract. Fine him until he's bankrupt, and then who in the surrounding area will dare to tamper with the feed from our Luo family farm!"