I Have to Save the World

The dishes were soon brought to the table. Sun Zhongyong had ordered five dishes and one soup, and he stood up first to ladle out two bowls of soup.

Chen Mengchuan took one bowl, thanked him, and both of them began drinking their soup.

Chen Mengchuan shook his head and said, "Brother Sun, this is just the most superficial application, but even this most superficial application is enough to bring about many changes. Within three to five years, this technology will cover all electrical devices."

Sun Zhongyong was slightly stunned, mentally picturing the scene Chen Mengchuan had described.

"Beyond these applications, the way electricity is used will also be overturned. High-voltage power lines at power plants will gradually be replaced. The application of this technology will be very extensive," Chen Mengchuan added.

"Hearing you talk like this, I feel like investing 15 million US dollars for 5% of your shares might actually be a steal?" Sun Zhongyong said with a smile.

Chen Mengchuan slowly shook his head and said, "Brother Sun, once this technology is unveiled, the entire global landscape will change. No matter who invests, no matter how many billions they put in, they won't be able to get such a high shareholding again."

"You're certainly full of confidence..." Sun Zhongyong looked seriously at the man before him.

"There's one more thing I need to trouble you with, Brother Sun. Since we've decided to cooperate, I'll need your help to register a company," Chen Mengchuan said with a smile.

Sun Zhongyong nodded. "That's not a problem. I'll handle it. What should the company be called?"

"Call it Tenzhi."

After the meal, Chen Mengchuan returned home. His mother complained at him for a while before letting him go to his room. He sent the materials to Sun Zhongyong, then settled down to continue writing the neural module group for Chisako.

The next afternoon, Sun Zhongyong called.

"Mengchuan, the company is set up. Su City Tenzhi Technology Co., Ltd.," Sun Zhongyong said.

"Thanks for the hard work, Brother Sun."

"It's nothing. Things aren't like before; all of Huaxia's public services are digitized now, very convenient. This afternoon, I've arranged to meet with a director from the Su City Industrial Park. The company will be located there. If you have time this afternoon, how about coming along?"

"Brother Sun, you can handle these things. I don't have as much experience as you."

"You little rascal, just trying to slack off. If you trust me, then I'll take charge..." After a few more exchanges, Sun Zhongyong hung up. He didn't want Chen Mengchuan to get bogged down in these trivial matters anyway. With his AI project still in progress, wasting his time on things like choosing an office location was obviously pointless.

Not long after the call ended, Chen Mengchuan's phone received three messages on his communication app. He swiped to open them. One was the business license, with himself listed as the legal representative and a registered capital of 100 million. One was the company's equity registration information, showing himself holding 95% and Sun Zhongyong holding 5%. The last one was the company's corporate bank account, with over 90 million Huaxia Yuan in funds!

A complex expression flickered across Chen Mengchuan's face, but he then went back to focusing on his work.

In the Su City Industrial Park, Sun Zhongyong had looked at several offices but wasn't satisfied with any of them. Just then, his phone rang. Seeing it was Gu Xiaoxiao calling, he smiled and excused himself to the park staff, stepping aside to answer.

"Xiaoxiao."

"Brother, you have to treat me to a meal. You've really stumbled onto a treasure this time," Gu Xiaoxiao said playfully on the other end.

"Oh? Xiaoxiao, then tell me, what treasure have I stumbled onto?" Sun Zhongyong asked with a laugh.

"Chen Mengchuan. You probably don't know, but the Xia Science Academy's AI project, Xuan Yuan, was led by him. Later, the vice president of the academy took the credit, and he quit in anger. I heard that the AI project at the academy is having some problems now, and they're trying to get him back, but they can't seem to find him," Gu Xiaoxiao said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Sun Zhongyong frowned slightly. "When did this happen?"

"Just yesterday."

After putting down his phone, Sun Zhongyong furrowed his brow, his mood a mix of joy and worry. Resigning was a personal matter. Although he knew Chen Mengchuan had quit from the Xia Science Academy, he had never asked why.

The good news from Gu Xiaoxiao's call was that Chen Mengchuan was undoubtedly a rare talent—able to take charge of a major academy project at just 28, which spoke volumes about his ability. But the worrying part was also this: would the academy try to bring Chen Mengchuan back?

That evening, as Chen Mengchuan was buried in a pile of data and models, his phone rang. Seeing the unfamiliar number, he frowned, thought for a moment, and then answered.

"Brother Chuan?" A familiar voice came through.

"Guo Siming? How did you get my number?" Chen Mengchuan was taken aback. He had changed his number after returning to Jiangmu Ancient Town, and only a handful of people knew it.

The voice on the other end hesitated. "Brother Chuan, the number isn't important. What's important is that I'm calling first to apologize to you."

Chen Mengchuan laughed. "Apologize? For what? I'm not sure what you're talking about, Team Leader Guo."

"Brother Chuan, I handled this matter badly. I was blinded by greed. I sincerely apologize to you. I've already written a self-criticism and submitted it to the academy. The academy has seriously reprimanded me and told me to offer you a formal apology."

Apologize? Reprimand? Chen Mengchuan smiled indifferently. "Alright, Guo Siming. My time is valuable. I don't have time to waste on you. Let's leave it at that."

With that, he hung up directly, opened his phone, and dragged the number into his blacklist. A twenty-year-long dream had long since extinguished any resentment he might have held toward the Xia Science Academy and the Guo family grandfather and grandson. Though he no longer hated them, he couldn't be bothered to deal with them either.

Back at the Xia Science Academy, in the meeting room, Guo Siming lowered his phone and said to the few people beside him, "He hung up."

Guo Zhidong, sitting to the side with a portly figure, said in a deep voice, "Call again."

Guo Siming dialed again, then gritted his teeth. "He's blocked my number."

"How dare he!" Guo Zhidong slammed his palm on the table in anger.

"Old Guo, now's not the time to lose your temper. The most important thing is to solve the Xuan Yuan problem," a man interjected to calm him down.

"Siming, with so many of you, can't you solve even this one problem?" Guo Zhidong said, frustrated at his lack of success.

Guo Siming's face flushed red and pale. He had no choice but to say, "The core data structure in Xuan Yuan was completed by Chen Mengchuan. Many of the algorithms and complex logic chains were also led by him. Although most of us understand them, re-verifying the logic conflicts and updating the core... would take at least three... well, at least two months."

Guo Zhidong's gaze was icy, his expression grim.

"Old Guo, the acceptance review starts in two weeks. The review report has already been submitted to the top. If it comes to it, we might have to invite Xiao Chen back. This matter... the way it was handled was a bit unsightly," the man beside him urged again.

It wasn't until he had finished organizing the first phase of the module that Chen Mengchuan twisted his neck and walked out of the room to prepare for dinner.

Sitting in the living room, Father Chen saw his son and laughed heartily as he scolded, "You little brat, what have you done?"

"Did Guo Zhidong call you?" Chen Mengchuan asked with a shrug.

"Hmph, messing around is one thing, but this is a major project for Huaxia—can't let it get delayed, understand?" Father Chen scolded with a smile.

"Dad, I don't have time." Chen Mengchuan picked up the small white porcelain teacup his father had pushed over and took a sip of the hot tea. Humanity's doomsday was only twenty years away! He was busy perfecting Chisako right now—how could he have time to bother with the Xia Science Academy's nonsense.

"Even if you don't have time, you'll make time." Father Chen's face still held a trace of a smile.

Chen Mengchuan shook his head, sighed, and said to his father with a serious expression, "Dad, I really don't have time. I have to save the world."

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