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The screen no longer displays parameters and charts, but rather a panoramic ecological map of rice.

Smartphones, smart homes, and cars—three originally separate circles—are linked together by an arrow, forming a perfect closed loop.

People can't live without their homes, homes can't live without their cars, and cars can't live without people.

If these three rings can be put together, rice will no longer be the ridiculed OEM factory, but a technological ecological empire covering all aspects of human life.

The meeting room was silent for a full five seconds.

Then the technical vice president slammed his hand on the table, causing the thermos to bounce up and then fall back down, splashing a few drops of tea onto the back of his hand, which he didn't even notice.

His voice was almost a shout: "President Tian, ​​over the years we've been developing smart home systems, smart speakers, smart curtains, and smart door locks..."

I always thought these were all separate product lines, but it turns out they were paving the way for car manufacturing?

A complete ecosystem encompassing people, vehicles, and homes!

People carry rice-themed mobile phones, cars are equipped with rice-themed smart cockpits, and homes use rice-themed smart home devices, creating a seamless connection from leaving home to returning home.

This isn't building cars, this is building an ecosystem!

All eyes turned to Tian Jun.

Tian Jun placed the laser pointer on the table, looking at these old companions that had been with him for more than ten years, and a feeling of indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.

He had been waiting for this moment for three years.

That sketch, depicting four wheels and a frame, had been lying in the deepest part of the drawer for three whole years, and today it can finally be proudly placed on the table.

He began, "I drew a sketch three years ago and locked it in the very back of my desk drawer."

I mentioned this idea once in an internal meeting, and everyone thought I was crazy.

A company that makes OEM small appliances wants to build cars? They'd be more likely to make toy cars.

Thinking about it carefully, I realized that he was right. At that time, China did not have the capability to manufacture cars.

So I locked that sketch back up.

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the faces of everyone present.

"But things are different now, because someone said two words to me: car manufacturing."

There was a hint of barely perceptible excitement in Tian Jun's voice.

"These two words were not uttered by me; they were brought up by Mr. Zhang Yifan, our third largest shareholder."

When I spoke to him on the phone, he didn't know that DaMi had accumulated so many years of experience in smart home technology, didn't know that we already had a complete ecosystem layout, and didn't know that I had that sketch locked in my drawer.

He calmly and objectively offered his judgment from the perspective of an investor and an observer: rice should be used to manufacture cars.

An eighteen-year-old boy, following two different lines of thought, arrived at the exact same conclusion.

A hushed murmur filled the conference room.

Vice President Zhou took off his glasses, wiped them, put them back on, and muttered, "Eighteen years old, that's quite the eye for talent."

The CTO was still flipping through the ecosystem panorama on the PPT, muttering "the whole ecosystem of people, vehicles, and homes".

Suddenly, he looked up and asked, "Mr. Tian, ​​you just said you didn't know we had experience in smart homes? So he just blurted out 'car manufacturing' based on pure intuition? What kind of business intuition is that? What did this kid eat to grow up like that?"

Tian Jun did not answer.

He simply smiled, then picked up the laser pointer again and looked at the executives on either side of the conference table.

"I've said everything I needed to say, and I've shown everything I needed to show."

I won't make the decision to build cars alone.

Let's stick to the usual method: vote.

Raise your hand if you agree that China should officially launch its car manufacturing project.

Before he could finish speaking, the CTO was the first to raise his hand.

Then one after another, as if they were being pulled together by the same invisible thread.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the conference room had their right hands raised high in the air.

Passed unanimously.

Tian Jun stood at the head of the conference table, looking at the row of arms raised high in front of him.

His throat moved, his eyes reddened slightly, he took a deep breath, and then slowly bent down and bowed deeply to all the senior executives in the conference room.

Thank you all for your support.

His voice was a little hoarse, but every word was spoken with effort.

"We are honored to have everyone's participation in the development of rice."

I hope that this decision will bring you greater rewards, not just financial rewards.

Instead, one day, when rice trucks are driving all over the streets, you can tell your children, "Your dad voted in favor of this back then."

The meeting ended, but no one actually left.

Vice President Zhou walked to the door but then turned back, staring at the panoramic image of "Human, Vehicle, and Home Ecosystem" on the screen for a long time.

He turned and asked, "Mr. Tian, ​​what's the name of this car?"

Tian Jun placed the laser pointer on the table, looked up, and said in a calm tone as if he were stating a long-established fact: "I am still the legal representative of DaMi Auto."

He looked at Vice President Zhou, then at the few old colleagues who hadn't left yet. His voice wasn't loud, but every word seemed to be hammered into the table:

"We will not create sub-brands, change our names, or follow the example of those manufacturers who simply change their names and continue selling after something goes wrong."

Rice, good or bad, it all started with rice logos engraved on mobile phones and ended with rice logos engraved on cars.

This brand has been carrying the burden for over a decade and has never shirked responsibility for product quality.

The same applies to car manufacturing. Consumers trust the word "rice" in the name, not that we can wash our hands of the mess by changing the name.

The CTO was the first to applaud.

The clapping was loud and rapid, like firecrackers, while shouting, "Well said! Rice Cars! Let's call it Rice Cars! The legal representative is General Manager Tian, ​​we'll take responsibility together if anything goes wrong!"

Vice President Zhou didn't applaud, but he closed the notebook filled with concerns in front of him and put it into the innermost compartment of his briefcase.

After finishing, he pushed up his glasses, stood up, and said, "I'll take care of the supply chain. I'm leaving for a business trip first thing tomorrow morning."

Then he walked out of the conference room without looking back.

Vice President Li was already scrolling through his phone's contacts as he walked out, muttering, "I know people in the electric drive team, and I also have a few old classmates from the battery factory. I'll poach them all."

The old shareholders gathered in twos and threes in the corridor, making phone calls, their voices drifting in intermittently.

"Hey Lao Zhang, is that chassis tuning team you used to know still around? Ask them if they're interested..."

"Yes, rice is going to be used to make cars, that's right, the rice you know..."

Tian Jun stood in the conference room, watching his old buddies who had followed him for more than ten years rush out like they were on steroids.

The conference table, which was just a moment ago packed with people, is now empty except for crooked chairs and half-empty teacups.

The four large characters "Dami Auto" were still lit up on the screen. He reached out and turned off the projector, put the laser pointer in his pocket, took one last look at the meeting room that had witnessed countless arguments and votes, and then turned and walked out.

The corridor was filled with the sounds of telephones ringing and footsteps hurrying and pressing.

He walked through the busy figures, but no one stopped to greet him, because everyone was too busy to say hello.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

After the argument, a decision was made, and it all boiled down to one word.

Dry!!!