What did he mean, "under my protection"?
With Feng Yiqian around, who else had any business protecting him?
The kid was small, but he sure had big ambitions.
Feng Yiqian grabbed Young Master Leng by the collar, ready to toss him out.
Young Master Leng was a late bloomer and not very tall, looking like a little kid. Watching Feng Yiqian drag him away as he flailed wildly was especially funny.
Tao Zhiyan couldn't help laughing, but then he caught sight of an extremely familiar figure standing ahead.
His smile vanished instantly.
Gu Min stood among the crowd in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses, his handsome features carrying a faint smile in his eyes.
"Feng Corporation?" Gu Min glanced at the reporters, seemingly gave it some thought, then smiled as he told them, "Of course I'm looking forward to seeing what the younger generation can do."
"Feng Corporation's first-generation Smart Brain certainly generated plenty of hype."
The reporters keenly picked up on his implication and started stirring the pot. "So you're saying the Smart Brain was all hype, but its actual performance wasn't up to par?"
The man pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "I'm only saying there's still plenty of room for improvement."
Low emotional intelligence: its performance sucked.
High emotional intelligence: it had plenty of room for improvement.
A reporter asked again, "Then what do you think of the Superbrain, the final version of the Smart Brain being presented this time?"
"The Superbrain?" Gu Min chuckled. "Feng Corporation's promotional materials claim it can achieve communication across dimensions."
"Well... how should I put this?"
"It's good to have that ambition. Hopefully Feng Corporation can deliver a solid performance."
Everyone understood what he meant, and comments flooded the livestream:
[That's Feng Corporation for you. No ability,