Huayu: We're asking you to act, and you're playing a superhuman?

Shenzhen, Kingkey 100 Tower.

Wearing a mask, I took the elevator straight up to the 95th floor.

Looking at the prominent numbers at the door, Wang Weili mentally criticized his old man's knowledge of feng shui.

Does 95 necessarily mean the highest quality? It could also be gasoline...

Behind the automatic glass door stood the receptionist, who was still working on New Year's Eve. Wang Weili stepped forward and said, "Hello, I have an appointment with Mr. Wang."

"Yes, sir, please have a seat here for a moment."

Wang Weili had only been sitting in the rest area for a few minutes when the receptionist who had gone in to ask questions earlier quickly ran back.

"Sir, Mr. Wang would like to invite you in directly."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Wang Weili followed the receptionist through the mostly empty office area and into an office facing the port city with a view of the coastline.

The two arrived at the office door one after the other, when the door was pulled open first, and a dark figure darted out quickly.

"Hmm? Mr. Wang?"

Good morning, Dad.

The receptionist was already surprised by her boss's overly excited reaction, and now, hearing Wang Weili's address, she was almost speechless.

How could my boss, with his middle-aged weight gain, receding hairline, and gold-rimmed glasses, possibly have given birth to a 185cm tall son?

"Xiao Zhang, you can go out and get back to work now."

"OK."

The receptionist shrank her neck and quickly left, afraid that her little action would be discovered by the boss.

Once the outsiders left, Wang Liang immediately said, "You don't even go home all year round, why are you wearing a mask when you come back?"

"I'm a celebrity now, so I need to be more careful when I'm out and about."

"You make me angry just thinking about this. You have a perfectly good business at home, why are you going off to act in movies? I bet you'll be joining the company after the New Year..."

"Stop! If you keep talking, I'm leaving."

Wang Weili removed his mask and raised his hand to stop the argument.

Looking at his tall, handsome son, Wang Liang said with dissatisfaction, "What's so good about being a celebrity? Aside from being in the public eye, you only earn so little money throughout the year—less than the processing fee for a month's worth of gold wholesale in Shuibei!"

"As for inheriting the family business, you should focus on developing your alternate accounts."

"Xiaoru will get married someday too..."

"Let's stop talking about this, the guests are still waiting inside!"

Wang Weili pointed to the people in the office who kept craning their necks to look outside and reminded his father.

Wang Liang scoffed, "What kind of guests? They're just here to solicit investment. They're selling drones, which haven't been commercially deployed yet. They've come to talk to us about Series A funding."

"Drone?"

"It's a toy-sized helicopter, but it has four wings... They brought a sample; come in and take a look."

Wang Liang thought this was a good opportunity, so he simply dragged Wang Weili along to show him how he conducted business.

Wang Weili wondered if this drone company was the one he had in mind, so he followed along without objection.

As soon as he entered, Wang Liang immediately switched to business mode, smiling warmly and generously.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wang, my son is back. I went out to meet him just now. Let's continue."

When Wang Liang spoke of "my son," his tone was full of pride and joy, which anyone with a little common sense could hear.

Then, although he said he would continue, he remained standing with Wang Weili, clearly waiting to be questioned.

Wang Tao, understanding immediately, stood up: "Mr. Wang, may I ask your name?"

"Wang Weili, his mother named him; I heard it's because he's the protagonist of a novel..."

Wang Liang's expression suddenly dimmed, but he quickly recovered: "Hehe, my son is a top student at Shanghai Jiao Tong University!"

With a radiant smile, he stretched out his hands, introducing Wang Weili with great ceremony, as if he were introducing the most boast-worthy achievement of his life.

Upon seeing this, Wang Tao immediately knew what he should say.

"Really! He's quite the handsome young man."

"Hey, perfect timing! He definitely knows more about drones than I do, so let's get him involved too?"

"Mr. Wang, let me introduce our company to you..."

The question-and-answer session between Wang Tao and Wang Liang was so smooth, it was as if they had been rehearsed, that Wang Weili thought they were filming a TV series.

After some introduction, Wang Weili confirmed that Wang Tao's drone company was DJI!

Upon learning that his investment company was involved in DJI's initial financing round, Wang Weili glanced at his father without making a sound.

Behind his seemingly attentive expression, I discovered a hint of indifference and perfunctory attitude...

Tsk tsk, this is a golden rooster destined for greatness, and you're treating it like a wild chicken!

"Mr. Wang, what are your development direction, market positioning, and commercialization goals for the next three years?"

The question posed by Wang Weili immediately caught the attention of Wang Tao and Wang Liang.

The former felt that the financing negotiations, which had originally seemed hopeless, had changed somewhat because of Wang Weili's involvement.

The latter thought, "As expected of my son, he's definitely more interested in doing business. Acting is just a temporary thing."

Wang Tao composed himself and began to explain.

"Over the next three years, we plan to launch three consumer-grade drones, primarily for civilian aerial photography, professional film and television production, surveying and mapping, and agricultural and forestry inspections..."

"Our target market is overseas tech enthusiasts, photography lovers, and extreme athletes who can use drones..."

"Our commercialization goal is to rival 3D Robotics and become a globally renowned drone technology company..."

Wang Weili listened very carefully and would occasionally ask a few questions.

Wang Tao answered enthusiastically, and in the end he talked more and more, as if he had lost track of time in his conversation.

At first, Wang Liang found it quite interesting, but he gradually realized that he couldn't keep up with the conversation.

After waiting for Wang Weili and Wang Tao to finish their conversation, Wang Liang, who had a lot to say, finally seized the opportunity to speak.

"Ahem, um, son, what do you think of Mr. Wang's company?"

"That's great, the future looks promising."

Wang Weili's answer was vague, without giving a clear investment intention.

Wang Tao was not surprised; instead, he took the initiative to change the subject and extended an invitation.

"We already have a prototype of our first consumer drone, which is currently in the testing phase. If Mr. Wang is interested, he can take some time to experience it."

"I'll consider it."

"Mr. Wang, let's call it a day then. I'd like to wish you a Happy New Year in advance."

"You're welcome, please. I'll see you off."

Wang Liang got up to see them off, and Wang Weili got up as well. Wang Tao declined repeatedly, and the three of them finally parted ways at the company entrance.

Back in his office, Wang Liang immediately revealed his thoughts.

"How about it? Investing is way more interesting than being a celebrity, isn't it!"

"It's only meaningful to invest in high-quality companies."

"Is DJI considered a high-quality company?"

"It's alright, I'll go try out their model tomorrow."

Wang Weili was plotting how to secure all of DJI's Series A funding, but his father's expression clearly showed he wasn't interested.

Seeing his enthusiasm, Wang Liang was comforted: "I'll give him a call later, and you can just go there tomorrow!"

"it is good."

"Let's go home for dinner."

"...Alright"