Part 3
“The data you provided are just theoretical peaks. Based on your company’s actual operations, it should be discounted by seventy percent.”
This madman from the Shen family indeed had the capital to be mad.
His comments struck the heart of the matter.
The representatives of the named companies all turned pale, cold sweat dripping down, yet they couldn’t even voice a single retort.
The smell of gunpowder in the meeting reached its peak when an up-and-coming company named “Wild Horse Tech” stepped up.
Their CEO was a man in his thirties with slicked-back hair, sharp eyes, and great ambition.
Wild Horse’s integration plan was indeed stunning, from the interaction interface to the community planning, it was all very aggressive.
Even Shen Junnian couldn’t find any faults.
Next, it was the Fu family’s turn.
Fu Yue hadn’t personally seen this elder brother’s demeanor in the business world.
He had to admit that Fu Cheng was indeed elegant and measured. He presented a conservative plan in a foolproof manner.
But being conservative was an original sin.
As soon as Fu Cheng finished speaking, before Fu Yue could even comment, Shen Junnian let out a laugh.
“Director Fu, this plan of yours—I can’t say it’s identical to the nursing home proposal I saw ten years ago; I can only say there’s no difference at all. What the Ji Group wants is a ‘Smart Health Community’ for all ages, not a ‘high-end nursing home’ equipped with Wi-Fi.”
These words were so poisonous that Fu Cheng’s face instantly darkened.
However, before Fu Cheng could retort, the representative from Wild Horse Tech suddenly stood up, his voice even harsher than Shen Junnian’s:
“I agree with Mr. Shen’s view. This system architecture can’t even support the real-time data concurrency of a single block.”
After speaking, he turned his face toward Fu Yue: “I’m very surprised. Is the Ji Group’s entry threshold really this low? Inviting a company of this level is wasting everyone’s time.”
The entire hall fell into silence.
The representative of Wild Horse Tech held his chin high, his eyes provocatively looking at Fu Yue in the main seat.
The gazes of the participants were like spotlights, hitting Fu Yue all at once.
No one expected Wild Horse Tech to be so arrogant—a Party B company actually dared to directly call out the Party A Boss to take a stand.
Fu Yue let out a sigh in his heart.
Finally, he gets to be a high-and-mighty Party A, only to be “cued” like this; was this an unmerited disaster?
However, this Wild Horse Tech really wasn’t afraid of death.
Fu Yue didn’t rush to respond.
His fingers flipped through the meeting materials in front of him, his gaze staying on Wild Horse’s proposal for a while.
In the hall, everyone was waiting for his reaction.
Finally, he spoke.
“Wild Horse Tech’s proposal has some very interesting technical ideas.”
As soon as Fu Yue finished this sentence, a flurry of whispers rose below.
Someone exchanged looks of amusement: “This Young Master Fu might just be good at memorizing materials, but if he really encounters trouble—”
Someone scoffed.
Another person muttered quietly: “Is he chickening out?”
Just as a look of pride appeared on the Wild Horse Tech CEO’s face, Fu Yue’s voice rang out again.
“But you all seem to have overlooked a fundamental problem.”
Fu Yue said “you all,” not “you.”
He looked around at all the participants in the hall and calmly threw out his doubt.
“What you have all provided today is just a bright and beautiful product. What the Ji Group wants is an ecosystem capable of self-evolution and continuous breathing.”
Fu Yue leaned forward slightly, his tone neither fast nor slow.
“Your problem is—iteration costs and models.”
“Any technology will become outdated. Today, one company’s AI technology might lead, but tomorrow it could be surpassed by a new model.”
After saying this, Fu Yue pointed in the direction of Wild Horse Tech: “When I need to face thousands of changes in the business landscape, how can you guarantee that what you deliver isn’t a closed castle that will inevitably fall behind in a few years?”
Fu Yue’s eyes were sharp: “In your proposal, I didn’t see any forward-thinking; it was all just dealing with the situation at hand. How can I believe your project won’t die before dawn?”
The hall was pin-drop silent.
Fu Yue’s critique had attacked everyone indiscriminately.
This was a dimensionality reduction strike at the strategic level.
At this moment, Fu Yue also realized what the “Business Talent” given to him by the system actually meant.
What he saw was no longer a single proposal or a single meeting, but the big picture three, five, or even ten years down the line.
During the mid-session break, the tense atmosphere in the meeting room loosened slightly.
Representatives gathered in groups of two or three, talking in low voices.
But almost everyone’s gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced toward that clear and handsome figure by the window.
Fu Yue stood by the window with a blank expression, looking down at the bustling city below.
He looked like he was spacing out, but his mind was replaying the meeting just now.
He was calculating in his heart how to distribute the exit votes.
Shen Junnian, like a social butterfly, woven through the crowd once before finally approaching Fu Yue with a smile of wanting to claim credit.
Fu Yue turned his head and handed him the tablet.
“Did you leak the questions to them?” Fu Yue asked with a raised eyebrow.
Shen Junnian gave a slight smile, not hiding his handiwork at all: “I just gave them a friendly tip about the project’s future direction. Of course…” he deliberately dragged out his tone, “certain families that love hitting their children aren’t within the scope of my ‘friendship’.”
So that was it.
It was consistent with what Fu Yue had guessed.
Shen Junnian had given tips to several key companies in advance, but he had left the Fu family out.
No wonder the Fu family’s proposal looked so out of place—it was uniquely bad.
And when Ji Hanmo asked Fu Yue to be the judge, saying things like “eliminate the companies that don’t look right,” he likely meant this as well.
Although, subconsciously, Fu Yue felt something was off.
Shen Junnian’s gaze fell on the other side of the lounge—the Wild Horse Tech CEO. His expression grew a bit more serious.
“Wild Horse Tech is indeed a dark horse.” Shen Junnian frowned. “The company was registered very recently, but its capital is abundant, and there are shadows of overseas capital behind it.”
“I didn’t expect the South City project to attract such fierce wolves,” Fu Yue said.
Just then, a figure walked over.
It was Fu Cheng.
“Xiao Yue.”
Fu Yue and Shen Junnian turned back at the same time.
Fu Cheng’s gaze bypassed Shen Junnian and looked straight at Fu Yue: “Just now, thank you for not kicking us while we were down.”
“Big Brother.” Fu Yue called him out as a greeting but didn’t follow up.
Fu Cheng’s expression was calm at the moment, still his usual old-fashioned self.
He spoke to Fu Yue: “A company like Wild Horse Tech doesn’t respect anyone. The Fu family is always your backing. We are family; we should present a united front against outsiders.”
Fu Yue was noncommittal, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
But he could see that Fu Cheng’s performance today already broke his usual persona, representing the maximum “lowering of his head” he could give.
“Xiao Yue,” Fu Cheng looked into Fu Yue’s eyes, “Dad wants you to come home for dinner tonight.”
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