After Chen Juntian and the others left, the spacious conference room was left with Elder Ding and the rest.
Before them lay a thick stack of documents. These were the details of the mecha concept manufacturers that Chen Juntian and his group had revealed, who had been advertising and smearing Meng Hao on major online social platforms.
After carefully reviewing them, Elder Ding and the others let out cold sneers.
"Sometimes, I truly wish I could teach Chen Juntian and this group of domestic entrepreneurs a good lesson!"
"They truly dare to take on any business!"
"These manufacturers, while appearing to be joint ventures, are in reality backed by overseas military-industrial enterprises... the kind that aim to subvert Daxia and threaten national security!"
After binding the documents, Elder Ding affixed a top-secret seal and gestured for the staff beside him to put them away.
"Once Brigadier General Zhang Weimin visits Meng Hao and returns from Shilin Huarong Industry, hand him this document..."
"How to deal with these traitors who collude with foreign powers is entirely up to Zhang Weimin's decision..."
"We will cooperate unconditionally... Old Man Ouyang was right, our work was not done thoroughly, and the capital market indeed needs better regulation..."
...
Accompanying Brigadier General Zhang Weimin throughout, Meng Hao, after thoroughly confirming that his requests were fully understood, politely sent him off on his flight back to the capital.
Returning to Huarong Industry Company, Meng Hao sat before his computer, contemplating how to re-enter the public eye online.
A cool sensation reached him. A girl's delicate hand pressed against his temple. It was Qin Muyan.
"You've worked hard these past few days!"
"Running such a large company, with hundreds of people depending on you for their livelihood, it must be difficult."
"Since things are mostly settled, don't overexert yourself!"
Qin Muyan's voice was very gentle. She placed a carefully prepared dessert and drink on Meng Hao's desk, then extended her cool, jade-like hand to massage his temples.
Meng Hao turned his head, somewhat taken aback.
Was this really Qin Muyan? The cool, rational science and engineering major who prided herself on independence and never appeasing viewers with her looks during live streams?
She was wearing a loose, oversized white pullover, covering her completely down to her thighs. The way she was dressed, making it impossible to tell if she was wearing undergarments, would undoubtedly spark endless imagination in male observers.
The beauty of obscurity. The most tempting and alluring!
Her fair, jade-like hands kneaded Meng Hao's temples with just the right pressure, relaxing his body and mind.
"Have something to eat."
"Sweetness is the easiest way to stimulate dopamine secretion and relax the body and mind."
"What are your plans next?"
Meng Hao picked up his teacup and took a sip. Mmm! Freshly squeezed apple juice mixed with some lemon water and a touch of cream. It tasted very good. Although the ratio seemed a bit off, he could tell that Qin Muyan had put genuine effort into it. For a science and engineering major to personally bake pastries and mix drinks, the meaning was quite clear.
In this world, there were no absolutely arrogant or aloof girls. There were only men who failed to conquer them. A woman adorns herself for the one who appreciates her. Facing someone like Meng Hao, even Qin Muyan willingly set aside her pride as a cool, rational science and engineering girl to prepare him a cup of fruit tea and bake a plate of pastries.
"I'm not entirely sure how Brigadier General Zhang Weimin will handle this matter..."
"However, what is certain is that with even Elder Ouyang alerted, the problems we face can almost certainly be resolved with ease..."
"What I don't understand is, why would a simple phone call to the CEOs of these online companies require alerting Elder Ouyang?"
"That Lieutenant General... even Major General Zhang Weimin could have handled it..."
Seeing Meng Hao frown again, Qin Muyan pursed her lips and smiled faintly. She didn't understand or grasp what Meng Hao was pondering. But she was certain that this man, who had caused her to change, would handle things exceptionally well.
After contemplating for a while, Meng Hao, with no clear direction, decided not to dwell on the matter any longer.
"Whatever happens, the issue will definitely be resolved..."
"We probably won't be labeled as a military-industrial enterprise anymore..."
"I plan to resume streaming tomorrow..."
"These past few days, quite a few copycat mecha concept companies have appeared online..."
"They've snatched a lot of our market share. It seems we need to accelerate our company acquisitions, hiring, and production expansion efforts..."
...
Regardless of how Brigadier General Zhang Weimin would handle things on his end, it was certain that Huarong Industry's online sales channels would remain open. What Meng Hao needed to do now was to re-emerge in the public eye. As for how other copycat mecha concept factories exploited consumers, that was not his concern. However, the mechas produced by Huarong Industry must be of high quality, with no shortchanging of materials.
After a moment of thought, Meng Hao sat up straight and began to rapidly type on his keyboard.
Beside him, Qin Muyan, though she had stopped massaging his temples, still propped her chin with one hand, gazing foolishly at Meng Hao. Her eyes were filled with tender affection.
After a short while, Meng Hao's announcement was ready. Qin Muyan leaned closer to read it. The title was extremely commanding: "Always Imitated, Never Surpassed."
The content was equally concise and dominant: "After enduring accusations from anti-fans and malicious smears from certain unscrupulous competitors, Huarong Industry has stood firm. I merely wish to inform all our supporters online that the mecha concept was first proposed by Huarong Industry. No matter how much those copycats try to ascend by stepping on us and smearing us, it's impossible..."
"Huarong Industry's Phantom Model power mecha continues its pre-sale. We will overcome difficulties and deliver products to consumers with assured quality and quantity..."
"Huarong Industry, quality as always, we will always be imitated, but never surpassed..."
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, at the Mecha Ji live stream studio, we'll see you there!"
Having finished writing all this, Meng Hao stretched his body, preparing to stand up. Oops! He seemed to have forgotten that Qin Muyan was leaning close to the computer, curiously examining the text he had typed. As he stood up, half his body came into intimate contact with Qin Muyan, who was covered in her white pullover. The soft and cool sensation... under the girl's shirt...
Meng Hao felt somewhat awkward. Qin Muyan's face also turned bright red.
"After I finished baking the pastries and making the fruit tea, I got covered in cooking oil..."
"I just threw on a pair of pajamas, intending to take a bath after delivering the fruit tea and pastries to you..."
Qin Muyan seemed to be explaining something. But it felt like the more she explained, the more complicated it became. Seeing Qin Muyan's face getting even hotter, Meng Hao, alone with the girl in the room, quickly changed the subject.
"Uh."
"Indeed."
"It's getting late."
"Go take a bath quickly... and then sleep!"
Huh? Qin Muyan was even more flustered. She glanced at the bathroom behind her and then at Meng Hao's double bed. She seemed unsure of what to do. Bathe! And then... sleep?!