The contract clearly states that cars produced in Long Country must undergo certain modifications tailored to our national conditions, ensuring they can be used normally by our citizens after purchase.
The Long Country representative responded calmly, "Regarding this matter, there's no need for your side to worry. We will deliver on time."
Not receiving the answer he desired, Andrew Forte's smile froze, and a strong killing intent flickered in his eyes.
"As a friend, I must remind you that we have already applied for patents on multi-power hybrid charging technology. If you wish to use this technology, don't forget to pay the patent fees."
"It's not much, just ten thousand dollars per car. It's far less than the breach of contract penalty, hahahaha..."
After saying this, Andrew Forte laughed and turned away, leaving grandly.
Following a brief intermission, the press conference continued. Andrew Forte began to detail the other features of the Tesla electric vehicle and introduced the specific prices for different configurations.
Automakers from other countries around the world meticulously recorded all the prices. They then quickly estimated their potential profits, whether they could gain a share by lowering their prices, and if there were opportunities for cooperation.
The reporters, however, weren't thinking that far ahead. As soon as the United States announced the Tesla electric vehicle, they had already rushed to publish articles.
The Associated Press, having received inside information, released a lengthy article: "Forte Motors, after creating the automotive assembly line a hundred years ago, has once again redefined the automobile."
Other media outlets were not to be outdone, showering praise and touting the United States as the world's number one power. They also subtly belittled Long Country, claiming they only produced flashy garbage.
The stocks of the four major American automotive companies soared, while those of other electric vehicle companies plummeted.
Several car manufacturers in Long Country, due to information deliberately leaked by Andrew Forte, saw their stock prices fall to rock bottom!
Long Country, Capital City, the Great Hall of the People.
Chen Yan, the Long Country representative who had just returned from the United States, met with the highest leader of Long Country.
"Boss, the fish has taken the bait. When do we reel it in?"
"No rush, no rush. Heaven wishes to destroy a thing, it must first make it mad," the highest leader waved his hand, a subtle smile appearing on his lips. "Let the bullets fly for a while."
Chen Yan hesitated for a moment before speaking again, "Boss! I understand your meaning. However, because of the new technology displayed by the United States, the stock prices of many of our country's car manufacturers have dropped significantly, and many people have started to sell frantically."
"The consortiums behind the four major US car companies are stepping in to acquire large amounts of stock. If this situation continues, we may lose control of these car manufacturers."
"That's easily handled," the highest leader's smile didn't diminish. "I've already made preparations. A special fund of five hundred billion has been allocated to over twenty working groups."
"When the prices hit rock bottom, they will step in to prevent the shares of these car manufacturers from falling into the hands of foreign consortiums on a large scale."
"The proportion of state-owned capital in these car manufacturers is indeed a bit low..."
Considering the possibility of eavesdropping, the last sentence turned around on the highest leader's lips before retreating back.
Immediately after, the highest leader changed the subject, "What about our little genius? What has he been busy with in the desert recently? This new type of battery was invented by him. He now has sufficient self-protection capabilities. This honor cannot be shared with others any longer."
"The upcoming cry crystal battery press conference should be hosted by him, the inventor!"
"I'm not entirely sure," Chen Yan scratched his head. "Minister Han said that Professor Jing seems to be busy making a game?"
The highest leader was a bit bewildered, "A game? Wasn't he busy transforming the desert with volunteers? Why did he suddenly start making a game?"
"According to Minister Han, Professor Jing seems to want to turn the desert transformation project into a game," Chen Yan was also confused. "I'm not very clear about the specifics. Perhaps, Boss, you should ask Professor Jing directly!"
The highest leader picked up the satellite phone, hesitated for a few seconds, and then put it down again.
"These things can't be explained clearly over the phone. I don't have any important work recently, so it's better for me to go in person."
More than two hours later, the highest leader, escorted by the security detail, arrived at the Taklamakan Desert.
As soon as they entered the desert transformation demonstration area managed by Jing Mingqiu, they saw Jing Mingqiu with the words "Professional Harvest Lv10" hovering above his head. He was digging a hole in the field with a hoe, and the words "Experience Points +1" would occasionally pop up above his head.
Morui Xue and Jing Rou were planting seeds and filling soil, respectively, and they also had lines of small text above their heads.
One read "Heavy Snow Crushes Summer Wind Lv7," and the other read "Gentle Breeze Smiles Spring Wind Lv6."
Before the highest leader could examine them closely, Jing Mingqiu heard movement at the entrance. He turned his head and glanced over. Upon seeing the highest leader of Long Country, he was taken aback, "Boss, why are you here?"
"I came to see you all, and to discuss a small matter," after answering Jing Mingqiu's question, the highest leader didn't bother to play coy and asked directly, "Mingqiu, what is this above your head?"
"Highest Leader, you're asking about this? This is a holographic projection made by a drone, specially created by me after interacting with the volunteers. The words on the left are nicknames, and the ones on the right are levels."
As he spoke, Jing Mingqiu snapped his fingers. The characters above his head quickly retracted, forming a small silver ball that landed in his palm and affectionately nudged him.
The highest leader was still a bit confused, "Why go through all this trouble? This isn't online, can't you just call out names directly? Also, what's the purpose of this level?"
"I don't want to be so troublesome either," Jing Mingqiu spread his hands. "But there's no other way. These volunteers were all disabled people before. They have more or less social anxiety and have lost the ability to communicate with others. Asking each other's names is usually the first step in communication."
"I originally planned to have them put their real names above their heads. However, according to investigations, for some disabled individuals, their names evoke very painful memories."
"So, after careful consideration, I decided to let everyone give themselves new names, just like in a game. As for the level next to it, that was inspired by the naming process."
"There are only over a hundred volunteers now. I can teach them personally or arrange for others to teach them. But when millions of volunteers pour in later, my current staff will definitely not be enough, and we must find other methods."
"In the process of research, I discovered that the novice guidance in games is done exceptionally well. It can teach players operations in the shortest possible time and provide appropriate positive feedback to entice players to continue playing."
"I referenced the most popular farming mini-games on the market and combined them with multiple casual simulation games. With Cang Yue's help, I've created a desert transformation game system, which is currently undergoing internal testing."
"However, with just the three of us, the data seems a bit insufficient," Jing Mingqiu narrowed his eyes subtly. "Boss, would you like to test it out as well?"