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"Tang Song, your determination truly surprises me. But have you considered that even if we achieve breakthroughs in certain technologies, the Western-dominated technology standards and financial systems remain a high wall we cannot shake for now? Can TY Precision break through it?"

Tang Song stood up and came to his side, "That’s why we can’t just focus on technology. In the next decade, the global landscape will undergo dramatic changes. Chip embargo is just the first step, next will be finance, energy, food... it’s a comprehensive stranglehold. Thus, our only way to break through is to leverage our vast market and manufacturing advantages to build an ’Pan-Asian Economic and Technology Internal Circulation’ independent of the US Dollar system. This internal circulation will be the most solid backing for our industry upgrade."

He traced his fingertip across Eurasia, "And the heart of this new system is high-end manufacturing. TY Precision’s goal is to become the strongest atrium in this heart. As for Smile Holding and Meditation Capital, they are the levers I use to pry initial resources for this new system."

Listening to his grand yet logically rigorous vision, the doubts in Ouyang Chengping’s eyes gradually transformed into a glowing excitement.

He was silent for a long time, sighing, "This vision is grand, but it will take too long to realize, and it’s filled with too much uncertainty, whereas I... fear I won’t see it."

Tang Song looked at him, revealing an incredibly confident smile on his face, "Old man, it won’t be long. Just five years, only five years."

"TY Precision will become the undisputed setter of technology standards in the global consumer electronics field, completely shedding the label of ’OEM factory.’"

"The industrial-grade chips we independently develop will occupy over 30% of the entire Pan-Asian market."

"And in the field of artificial intelligence, our independently developed AI large model will also undoubtedly become one of the core engines driving the next era of revolution."

"I promise you will definitely see it all with your own eyes."

Ouyang Xianyue looked at the back of the young man beside her grandfather, her gaze unfocused.

At that moment, she saw a near-divine brilliance in this young man, who was only 21 years old.

It was a complete confidence and control that seemed to have mapped out every thread of the future.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with him at this stormy, magnificent crest of an era.

Witnessing firsthand, and personally participating in all this...

She felt honored.

And determined to ’guide’ him.

...

On the way back.

Tang Song leaned back in the soft seat, watching the fleeting street scenes outside the window, casually remarked, "I really like the scenery here, the climate is good too, winters are much more comfortable than the north."

Beside him, Ouyang Xianyue turned her head and spoke in a probing tone, "Then... shall I build a house for you here? You can come live here often."

Tang Song smiled faintly, noncommittally, and responded with a soft "Hmm."

Ouyang Xianyue’s eyes lit up.

The car continued forward, gradually merging into the crowded main road of the city.

At a red light intersection, the vehicle came to a slow stop.

Ouyang Xianyue’s finger pointed in a sudden discovery, towards a half-old electric scooter parked on the non-motorized lane nearby.

"Look, doesn’t that little girl look a bit like Su Yu?"

Tang Song slightly turned, following her direction for a glance.

On the back seat of the scooter, a girl in school uniform with a high ponytail sat silently, head down, absorbed in her thoughts.

From the side profile, her high nose bridge and delicate jawline indeed bore a resemblance to that female star.

But their temperaments were entirely different; this girl carried a suppressed, almost gloomy cold hardness.

Ouyang Xianyue retracted her gaze, mentioning offhandedly, "Su Yu messaged me yesterday. She wants to meet you, asking when would be convenient."

Tang Song glanced down at his wristwatch, his tone devoid of any ripple, coldly discussing it like an unrelated business matter.

"Tell her to arrange her schedule with Wei Xiao."

"...Mm, okay, I got it."

The green light turned on, the car slowly moved forward.

In the brief moment of two vehicles crossing paths, Tang Song faintly heard the irritated shout of the mother in a heavy Sichuan accent at the front of the scooter:

"You silly girl! Just know how to give me a filthy look every day! Not studying well, even fighting with classmates, the college entrance exams are around the corner! If you don’t get into a good university, you’ll see the day you regret..."

The car window glass slowly rose, gradually sealing that piercing voice outside.

...

The black Audi A8L eventually came to a steady halt under the portico of a hotel in the center of Rong City.

Tang Song was the first to exit the car.

Ouyang Xianyue followed right behind.

As soon as they steadied themselves, the hurried footsteps approached.

Secretary Jin, in her standard professional attire, appeared before them.

"President Tang, is everything... going smoothly?"

"Mm, no issues." Tang Song gently nodded.

Secretary Jin promptly shifted her gaze onto Ouyang Xianyue.

Her face displayed a flawless, formulaic smile: "Miss Ouyang, thank you for your effort. Next, I’ll take over President Tang’s agenda."

Ouyang Xianyue looked at the exceptionally beautiful Chairman Jin, returning an equally perfect smile, "You’re too kind. After all, it’s Tang Song’s first official visit to my grandfather; both sentimentally and rationally, I should accompany him personally. Let’s go, I’ll lead you inside."