Xu Yun handed the report to Xiao Rong, his gaze sincere and earnest:
"Rong ge, I'm a very conservative person. I don't dare to boast, you could even say I'm a pessimist."
"So I won't bluff about punching Google and kicking Apple, or spinning up a photolithography machine in a few months, and I won't claim I'm fighting the whole world."
"But at least I can guarantee one thing—every step my company takes forward, we'll definitely bite a chunk out of some foreign company."
"Who knows, maybe as we keep biting, we'll gnaw at their kidneys or even their heart. Who can say for sure?"
"Just like how you guys were back then, at first you only wanted to break into the Thunderbird flight demonstration team's website, but when you kept hitting, in the end you dug up the very ancestors of their White House."
"But a path like this sounds easy to say, yet it's really tough to walk. So I found a friend who talks big but really has skills, I reached out to Ke Da, and I found Mr. Gu."
