The night sky was as black as ink. A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the starlight was dim.
Inside Delta No. 108 Villa, there was a slight autumn chill in the air.
On the branches of the camphor trees in the courtyard, new and old leaves overlapped in layers, a touch of ochre red dotting the clusters of emerald green.
A cool breeze rustled through, making a soft, rustling sound.
Chen Yansen lounged on the soft couch, casually scrolling through comments from netizens.
"Does Qualcomm have any proof? They're just talking out of their ass! I don't believe Tiangong Technology would infringe on any patents!"
"Objectively speaking, an international communications company like Qualcomm holds a massive number of fundamental patents in the baseband field. It's really hard for Tiangong Technology to get around them. Even if they use similar or upgraded modem and digital signal processing technologies, they could still run into Qualcomm's patent walls."
