Early morning, Beixing's headquarters building.
In President Li's office on the top floor.
He was frowning as he looked at the annual financial report for 2030 on his desk.
A few years ago, Beixing had still been one of the internet's three giants. Whenever anyone mentioned Huaxia's internet industry, its name was impossible to avoid.
But now...
President Li sighed.
He had read the report from beginning to end and could not find a single page worth looking at.
Beixing's revenue had declined for five consecutive years, while its traditional search advertising business had shrunk to less than half of what it had been at its peak.
And every sum spent on accelerator cards and servers now looked especially glaring on the books.
Because in this area...
President Li tossed the report onto the desk.
After Weiyang emerged, Beixing's large model—no, even before Weiyang appeared, Beixing's large model had already been reduced to playing catch-up.
Yet by then, they had burned through more than a hundred billion.
And now, the enormous Beixing large-model operation had only one path left: renting out its own data centers to others.
Just as President Li rubbed his brow, someone knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
A man nearing forty pushed the door open and walked in with a smile.
President Li froze for a moment.
He did not have any appointments today. What was the downstairs reception doing, letting someone come up directly?
He frowned and asked,
"Who are you?"
Old Wu walked over to his desk, took out his identification from his bag, and showed it to him.
"Hello, President Li. I'd like to ask you about a few things."
After President Li saw the identification clearly, he was stunned at first, then said with a wry smile,
"Please, have a seat."