The wealthy tycoons, having already been rejected by Jiang Cheng for requests to purchase in advance, became extremely angry and vowed never to touch such so-called Virtual Reality Devices again! Even during those days, this was very painful, but when the news came, they changed their minds.

Impossible, the allure of a truly meaningful Virtual Reality Device is simply too great.

Traders from around the world were reaching out to Cosmic Umbrella Technology, hoping to collaborate in some way.

However, little did these people know, their actions were already too late. Countless people had contacted Jiang Cheng's company long ago, hoping to collaborate, so how could one wait until now?

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Huaxia, Luocheng.

High-tech Park.

Jiang Cheng's company has moved.

The ground floor of the original building was not enough for the Cosmic Umbrella Technology Company.

Now, the Cosmic Umbrella Technology Company has relocated to a corner of the High-tech Park, occupying a large area of land—where there is a building that the Cosmic Umbrella Technology Company has taken over entirely.

The number of employees has increased from less than 1,000 to nearly 5,000.

All these people have gone through a process of setbacks, with Lucy helping them solve problems before they finally entered the company, each one a genius.

Now that Cosmic Umbrella is world-renowned, there's no need to worry about recruitment issues, so the conditions for entering the company can be said to be very stringent!

However, despite being stringent, it's reasonable. Every assessment is important, and the interviewers do not choose randomly—like, say, throwing out half of the resumes, with those unlucky not meeting all sorts of selection criteria.

In the high-level meeting room of the Cosmic Umbrella Technology Company, only two people were discussing matters.

One was the company head, Zhang Manlin, and the other, of course, was Jiang Cheng.

After hearing Zhang Manlin's proposal, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but give her a helpless look and said, "Are you ready to let me go up for the Virtual Reality press conference?"

"Yes, that's what I've been thinking about." Xue Qin nodded and said.

"So, do you really think I'm an unsuitable candidate?" Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "Besides, I don't have much time to waste on this."

"I recently heard you've developed an intelligent system, and you're considering how to promote it. I have an idea. Would you like to hear it?" Seeing Jiang Cheng's refusal, Zhang Manlin blinked and smiled, steering the conversation to another direction.

"You have an idea?" Jiang Cheng looked at her and asked, "What's your thought?"

"Do you want to hear it?" Zhang Manlin asked.

Jiang Cheng looked at her and said weakly, "I don't want to hear it because I know you might want my intelligent system to run on VI, thereby promoting it, right? Can you imagine? I can too."

"Uh—" You Xueqin, upon hearing Jiang Cheng's words, suddenly had an embarrassed look on her face. Without a doubt, Jiang Cheng's words directly hit the point of what she initially wanted to say, and her expression froze, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Of course, I'll run my intelligent system on VI; it does lack such a thing now, but just taking it out like this is still inadequate." Jiang Cheng shook his head and said.

"I still think President Jiang is the most suitable candidate. There's no one more suitable than you." Jiang Cheng turned the topic back to this topic again.

"Give me a reason." Jiang Cheng looked at her.

Because these things were researched and created by you, no one in the world knows them better than you do. Therefore, you are the most suitable candidate for the world's first VI press conference. Is there a problem with that? The importance of this conference goes without saying; even if I personally take the stage, it may not succeed, but you are different!" Zhang Manlin looked at Jiang Cheng with a resolute attitude, her eyes burning.

Jiang Cheng sighed helplessly and said, "Alright, according to your wishes, let me host the first-generation 'VI' global press conference!"

On this day, the eyes of the world were all focused here.

Kyoto, National Centre for the Performing Arts.

This theater was designed and remodeled a few days ago to become the site for the VI press conference. The theater can accommodate 5,500 people, almost as large as a stadium, and those fortunate enough to come here are celebrities from all over the world!

Compared to ordinary press conferences, the number of 5,500 people is not a typical level at a press conference—in spite of this, such a number is still precious; many people break their heads, or can't make it to the scene, having to watch from home.

Perhaps only turning this place into a large sports venue that can accommodate fifty to sixty thousand people would allow all people of influence to step in here. But such a press conference is impossible to hold in a stadium.

The National Theatre is the best choice.

The press conference hasn't officially started yet; there's still half an hour.

At the press conference, every seat was occupied; no one was absent—it's a moment to witness history!

Today's press conference is broadcast by many TV stations.

This level of attention is several times higher than a recent Ap ple release.

Central Television made a special program for today's press conference, broadcasting it live.

Some foreign television stations did the same.

Billions of people stared at TV or computer screens, waiting for Jiang Cheng to take the stage.

Backstage, Jiang Cheng was resting—Zhang Manlin next to him looked at Jiang Cheng appreciatively. She knew very well how much pressure Jiang Cheng was about to endure!

It wasn't just the eyes of 5,500 people watching, but also the attention of billions behind the cameras!

Under so many eyes, not allowing Jiang Cheng to make a single small mistake! Just thinking about it made one's legs a bit shaky!

Pressure is a mountain, easily capable of crushing a person.

However, Jiang Cheng exhibited no signs of nervousness; his calm expression, without any emotional fluctuations, gestures and signage revealing a sense of ease—this composure truly impressed Zhang Manlin to the utmost.

She couldn't help but think: Indeed, a genius is different?

"Aren't you nervous at all?" Zhang Manlin hesitated for a long time before she finally couldn't help but look at Jiang Cheng and asked.

"Nervous?" Jiang Cheng was taken aback by this question, thought for a moment, wondered, given his age, he shouldn't be so calm, but what does nervousness even look like?

"Hmm…" Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Don't look at me like that; actually, I'm very nervous."

"Really?" Zhang Manlin looked at Jiang Cheng with doubt, "You don't seem to be."

"That's because I have a facial paralysis." Jiang Cheng shrugged.

"Is that so? But that doesn't matter, right?" Zhang Manlin looked at Jiang Cheng with some doubt.

"Of course, it doesn't matter—I have never made a mistake!" Jiang Cheng said calmly.

"Of course!" Zhang Manlin was very confident about this.