The entire internet.
The topic of Meng Hao has been elevated to an unprecedented level.
"Holy crap, Brother Hao is unbelievably awesome!"
"Damn it, I knew Brother Hao was awesome before... but I never imagined he'd be this awesome... whether the Western Union countries have ulterior motives is no longer important, what's important is that Brother Hao's existence has refreshed my understanding of scientific research talent."
"Same species, I feel like I'm just here to fill up the numbers."
"Huh, where are those haters... come out and diss Brother Hao already... even your masters in the Western Union countries are admiring Brother Hao to the point of prostration!"
"I'll be damned, how can the gap between people be so huge... Brother Hao founding a company with a market value of over two billion in just over a year was already enough to make us envious... but in front of Brother Hao's true capabilities, a mere company worth over two billion is nothing!"
"Although I don't understand why Brother Hao always refuses to associate himself with military enterprises... I have to admit that if Brother Hao willed it, he could obtain national investment of trillions or even tens of trillions... damn it, I feel like my current tone is laced with sourness!"
"Lemon trees bear lemon fruit, under the lemon tree, it's you and me..."
Countless comments built skyscrapers on the internet.
For this national idol, not only were countless men deeply impressed, but even young girls were openly declaring their desire to have children with Brother Hao.
Suddenly.
The netizens realized something.
Previously.
The netizens had engaged in plenty of banter and back-and-forth.
Looking back now.
Perhaps the person chatting and joking with them might be a high-level official of Great Xia.
After all.
Even Lieutenant General Gudeve of the Bear Country had become a netizen with everyone, let alone the high-ranking generals and officials hidden among the netizens.
"Thanks to Brother Hao, I can speak on the same platform as those big shots!"
"My parents asked me why I was watching comments on my knees... I was thanking Brother Hao for giving me the opportunity to be on equal footing with the big shots."
"To be honest, would I be investigated later for joking around with hidden big shots on the internet... and then be taken away for questioning under the pretense of fixing a water pipe!"
"Stop it, upstairs, you really think someone would actually track you down through the internet to cause trouble!"
To be honest.
At the national level.
The phrase "track you down through the internet to settle the score" actually had a degree of feasibility, and wasn't just a joke.
It's just that.
On the internet, netizens are equal.
And they hadn't done anything to harm national interests.
A few jokes.
A few playful jabs.
It wouldn't really escalate to the point of tracking people down online.
Amidst countless jokes, and in those thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of comment skyscrapers.
All the netizens read a strong sense of national pride within the lines of text.
Within one year.
Cracked the core technology of the F-35 fighter jet!
Developed and manufactured Great Xia's own lithography machine!!
Directly crushed the globally renowned new energy lithium battery giant, NG Company!!!
Even the Ruitian Kingdom bestowed upon Meng Hao unprecedented honors, honors that Western Union countries were extremely stingy with...
So.
Give Meng Hao a few more years.
In five years, ten years, twenty years...
What kind of world-shattering scientific miracles he will create is still unknown... but the resurgence of Great Xia, and its leading position in the world in science and technology, will surely be realized through Meng Hao.
This honor.
Is greatly anticipated!
But.
It was strange.
As the news of Meng Hao being praised to the skies continued to ferment online.
Countless people tagged Meng Hao, sent him private messages, wanting Meng Hao to do another live broadcast to respond to the enthusiastic netizens...
Strangely.
No matter how much everyone summoned Meng Hao.
This guy was like a dragon hidden in the clouds, refusing to show himself without the seven Dragon Balls.
Although it was a bit strange.
Everyone didn't pay too much attention.
After all.
Meng Hao, who could create countless miracles in a year, must be extremely busy with state affairs.
Back then.
When Meng Hao frequently appeared on live broadcasts, it was during the initial stages of the company's establishment, and he simply didn't have that many things to do.
Now.
Meng Hao probably wished he had 48 hours in a day to be busy.
For this reason.
The netizens, although a bit disappointed, didn't blame Meng Hao too much.
...
United States.
The White House.
"I really didn't expect the netizens of Great Xia to have such strong national pride and national confidence!"
"Originally, we planned to fan the flames a bit, to spread Meng Hao's 'good reputation' far and wide throughout Great Xia."
"It seems we can save this funding!"
At a routine meeting.
Tommy sneered as he looked at the intelligence report handed to him by his subordinate.
This was the result he wanted.
The higher they are praised, the harder they fall!
The strategy of 'praising to death' was precisely this!
"Very good."
"The first phase of the plan has been perfectly completed... Now, we can proceed with the second phase of the plan!"
...
Shilin.
A large banquet hall.
Meng Hao's parents finally deigned to temporarily set aside their small factory in the neighboring city and rushed back for their Fourth Aunt's wedding!
As the bride's family.
Their dining table was positioned very close to the front.
Nowadays.
If relatives are kind and amiable, then it would naturally be a harmonious and joyful occasion.
But.
No matter whose family it is, there are always a few relatives who are annoying.
The Old Meng family was no exception.
At the dining table where Meng Hao's parents were seated.
There was a plump woman adorned with gold and jade... her golden bracelet, as thick as her thumb, was worn on her wrist, projecting an image of wanting the whole world to know that her family were nouveau riche, that her family was living well, and that her family was superior to others.
"Oh dear."
"This wedding is a bit shabby."
"My son's wedding in the future will definitely be held in an open-air garden with a hundred tables... I heard young people these days like that kind of garden-style Western wedding... By the way, Old Meng, why isn't your son attending the wedding?!"
Meng Hao's biological father forced a smile.
The annoyance of this plump woman displeased the relatives at the entire table.
But, after all, they were related by kinship.
And it was a joyous occasion like a wedding... it wasn't appropriate to refuse someone with a smile or to show too much disrespect!
Meng Hao's biological father offered a perfunctory reply.
"Oh?"
"Him!"
"He's very busy, I haven't been able to contact him either... he even missed his relative's wedding."
The plump woman made a strange "tsk tsk" sound from her mouth.
Clearly.
She didn't care at all why Meng Hao wasn't attending the wedding... she was just using it as an opportunity to start a conversation and then brag about her "happiness"!
"Oh my, young people nowadays, working away from home, are indeed very busy!"
"Unlike my son, who, after graduating with a master's degree, entered a research institute and has his own research project!"
"Let me tell you, talents like my son, who are in scientific research, not only have high incomes and good treatment, but also have flexible welfare benefits and working hours."