War Continues, No Retreat Allowed!

Wilmington, Delaware, North America.

This is the headquarters of the renowned DuPont Group. In 1802, founder E.L. DuPont purchased this land by the Brandywine River, investing thirty-six thousand dollars to manufacture gunpowder.

Today, after merging with the equally famous Dow Group, DuPont has become the world's most powerful chemical enterprise, ranking first globally.

Dr. Nelson, the Director of Research and Development, sat outside the CEO's office, holding a cup of coffee just delivered by the secretary, awaiting an audience with Mr. Mark Doyle, the Group President.

Shortly after, Doyle finally concluded his conference call with the European region. The secretary led Dr. Nelson into the office. From a distance, they could see the President's displeased expression; his tie had already been loosened during the meeting.

"Damn bastards!" Doyle cursed under his breath.

He looked up at Dr. Nelson and said, "Can anyone tell me what's going on? The summer in the Northern Hemisphere is about to end, and those Huaxians suddenly launched an offensive at the last moment, catching us completely off guard. We're in a real mess!"

Dr. Nelson frowned slightly. "Are the losses on the client side very severe?"

Nelson was quite concerned about this issue. After all, DuPont Group did not directly face the retail market but provided basic fabrics to global clients. Clients would then use DuPont-branded fabrics to create finished garments.

If client sales plummeted, DuPont Group's situation would surely not be good.

"More than severe? It's practically a bloodbath!" Doyle gestured dramatically. "The performance of Kunlun's X1 Fiber fabric is far superior to our strongest COOLMAX product line. Our clients are now demanding an explanation. As the company's R&D head, I'd like you to explain why Huaxia's quick-drying fiber technology has suddenly surpassed ours?"

Dr. Nelson sighed deeply, spreading his arms. "Mr. President, to be honest, I don't know either."

"The company that came up with the X1 Fiber technology this time is a small one. According to the information I've gathered from Huaxia, the inventor of this technology is named Gao Yuan. He's not even a graduate in chemistry or material science; he studied computer science."

"What's more, in the field of material chemistry, we usually write up research findings into papers, get them published in mainstream journals, and then global peers exchange information to verify the reproducibility of the research results."

"But this man named Gao Yuan didn't publish a paper first. He went straight to mass production on the assembly line. As of now, X1 Fiber has conquered markets worldwide, causing a huge stir, yet Gao Yuan's relevant papers haven't been published yet!"

"So, you really can't blame us."

"If we had seen the papers, we would have at least issued an early warning to the company, knowing that a new technology was about to hit the market, and immediately started developing competitive technologies."

"But the reality is, before we even saw the papers, the market was flooded with products. This Huaxian man, Gao Yuan, who uses unconventional methods, broke all the rules at once, catching us completely off guard!"

It's a funny situation: the President is complaining to the R&D Director, and the R&D Director is also full of frustration and doesn't know who to turn to for solace.

Doyle wiped his face. "Damn Huaxians, they're too cunning!"

"But as things stand, our partners want us to provide products similar to Kunlun's X1 Fiber to resist the invasion from competitors. Does the technology department have any solutions?"

Dr. Nelson shook his head. "Our current strongest quick-drying fiber, COOLMAX, has proven to be no match. Not to mention our other series."

"But..." President Doyle looked troubled. "Our clients are waiting for us to provide products. How can I explain this to them?"

"Stall."

"Stall?"

"Exactly. It's already late summer. Once September arrives and the heat subsides, sales of clothing made with quick-drying fabrics will naturally decrease. This will give us enough time to develop a technical solution for Kunlun's X1 Fiber."

"Additionally, regarding the papers on this new type of fiber, although Huaxia is keeping them under wraps, I believe they won't be able to hide them for too long. After the summer, they will definitely publish them."

"Based on past experience, Huaxian scholars place great importance on SCI citations and even more on Nobel Prize selections. Therefore, once the relevant papers are published, it will greatly advance our research."

Doyle nodded slightly. With no solution from the technology department, it seemed the only option was to delay.

As the weather gradually turned cold, major clothing companies and consumers would shift their focus to thermal fabrics. Even if Kunlun Company's quick-drying fabric was excellent, its sales would inevitably decline significantly.

"It's not just us," Dr. Nelson said triumphantly. "BASF, Mobil, Evonik, Linde, DSM – almost all the major chemical fiber companies worldwide are holding their breath, actively preparing new products to counter Kunlun's X1 Fiber."

"Although we were ambushed by those insidious Huaxians at the end of this summer, by next spring, Huaxians will face a desperate counterattack from all the global chemical fiber giants! I can't wait to see the scene where those Huaxians are completely defeated!"

Soon, the news spread throughout the industry that DuPont Group was facing R&D difficulties and would not be launching any products against Kunlun's X1 Fiber this summer or fall.

It had to be said that Gao Yuan's proposed "Summer's End Offensive" was truly peculiar.

The timing was at a very awkward juncture. If European and American manufacturers went all out, summer was drawing to a close, leaving them with little time.

If they didn't go all out, they could only watch as Huaxian companies' advertisements covered everything, with various promotional activities and publicity about the black technology X1 Fiber overwhelming them.

Now, DuPont Group announced they were giving up, followed by giants like BASF and Bayer hinting to their partners that they couldn't come up with a solution in such a short time. It seemed it wouldn't happen this year; they'd have to wait until next year.

As a result, the already tilted scales completely collapsed, turning this sudden war into a one-sided slaughter!

Who would have thought that the powerful and seemingly invincible DuPont Group and BASF Group couldn't produce a competing product? Huaxian manufacturers were practically roaring with laughter!

Suddenly, European and American apparel manufacturers were in dire straits, while Huaxian manufacturers, backed by black technology, launched wave after wave of attacks. They were truly killing it, a bloody massacre!

Who wouldn't enjoy a war without much resistance?

As the saying goes, "strike while the iron is hot." If not now, when would be the time to conquer territories?

Besides selling goods, Huaxian manufacturers were also striving to create an image of high-tech companies and build their brands, which was the most crucial point.

Just like when people think of Nike, they think of Zoom Air cushioning technology; when they think of Adidas, they think of Boost cushioning technology; and when they think of ASICS, consumers rave about their GEL-infused synthetic rubber.

From now on, when European consumers think of these Huaxian brands, they will undoubtedly immediately think of Kunlun X Fiber and its powerful quick-drying capabilities.

Time quickly moved to September. Just as these Huaxian brands were preparing to sound the retreat, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

"None of you retreat. Keep the war going."

During a conference call, Gao Yuan, though smiling as usual, spoke with unusual firmness. "Don't always think about leaving a way out for future encounters. Remember to cut the grass by the roots and eradicate all evil!"

"Don't think that just because you make clothes, which lack technical content, those Anglo-Saxons won't come after you. Wrong!"

Through the screen, the shocked faces of the bosses could be seen. They found it hard to believe that Gao Yuan's assessment of the future situation was so grim.

Suddenly, the conference call fell into a deathly silence, as if the air itself had frozen.

Sharp light shot from Gao Yuan's eyes, as if he could see through everyone's hearts. Although he was still young, every word he spoke deeply resonated with everyone present.

Perhaps sensing the overly somber atmosphere, Gao Yuan softened his tone and said, "Business wars are also wars, and in many ways, they are even more brutal and unscrupulous."

"No matter what, we absolutely cannot let the enemy have their way. The DuPont Group wants to drag this out until next spring."

"And what we need to do is fight our way through, all the way until next spring!"

In early September, Gao Yuan saw on the news that the temperatures in Genhe and Mohe, the coldest places in Huaxia, had plummeted, and people were already starting to wear down jackets.

He couldn't help but look out the window. The Jiangnan region was still bathed in high sun, the light blinding. Without air conditioning, the office temperature was nearing forty degrees Celsius, making it impossible to imagine the cold in the far north.

This was the magnificent Huaxia.

Gao Yuan's heart surged, and he couldn't help but recall an essay he'd heard since childhood, and he couldn't help but recite loudly: "In the Greater Khingan Mountains, snowflakes are still dancing."

"On both banks of the Yangtze River, willow branches have already sprouted."

"On Hainan Island, flowers are blooming everywhere."

"Our motherland, how vast it is."

Bang, bang, bang~

Someone suddenly knocked on the door. Upon opening it, it was Cao Feiyu.

"I say, Comrade Gao Yuan, stop going on about the vastness of our motherland every day. Focus on the present matters," Cao Feiyu grumbled as he entered, having apparently overheard from outside.

Due to the company's staff shortage, especially among those Gao Yuan trusted, Cao Feiyu was now handling all sorts of affairs.

From finance to ordering, even the cafeteria lady, there was nothing he didn't manage. Over time, even with Cao Feiyu's gentle and refined personality, he was starting to get a little impatient.

Gao Yuan shrugged, "What are you saying? Don't you feel moved? We've always learned about our country from books, but we've never seen her beauty and grandeur with our own eyes. Once this busy period is over, we'll be like the vanguard construction team, going on a trip as a benefit for everyone, all expenses paid, staying in the best hotels."

Cao Feiyu said calmly, "Of course I love my country and want to see it with my own eyes, but I also know that now is not the time for travel, because we have more important things to do."

"What important things are there right now?" Gao Yuan asked.

"Aren't you asking the obvious?" Cao Feiyu rolled his eyes at Gao Yuan. "The orders for X2 Fabric are piling up from Shaoxing all the way to Jiaxing! All the major clothing companies are waiting for our fabric for their autumn and winter collections."

Gao Yuan rubbed his head and frowned, "There are two forms of X2 Fiber. So far, we've only solved the problem with the chemical fiber yarn. The chemical fiber fluff has encountered a technical bottleneck in the production process, and the molding process hasn't reached the level I envisioned."

"Then let's ship the chemical fiber yarn first," Cao Feiyu suggested.

Gao Yuan shook his head seriously. "In the field of quick-drying fibers, DuPont has always been dominant. As long as we defeat DuPont Group's COOLMAX series, we'll be invincible in the market with no competitors."

"However, thermal insulation fibers are different, completely different. This field is surrounded by giants, all top players. And besides chemical fiber companies, there are also natural fibers like duck down, goose down, and wool that are our competitors. So we can't make a move lightly. When we do make a move, we must strike with overwhelming force."

Cao Feiyu was stunned. "Are there many competitors in the thermal insulation fiber field?"

"Many," Gao Yuan casually listed a few names, from Japan's Toray and Asahi Kasei, to North America's DuPont and 3M.

Before Gao Yuan could finish, Cao Feiyu couldn't listen anymore and told him to stop.

"Do these international giants all research thermal insulation fibers?" Cao Feiyu asked in surprise.

Gao Yuan smiled. "Let me put it this way: almost none of the top 100 chemical fiber companies in the world don't produce thermal insulation fibers. After all, the profit is high enough, and the market is large enough."

"Currently, Japanese companies are leading. When it comes to thermal insulation fibers, Japan holds an absolute global share, and their strength cannot be underestimated."

Cao Feiyu didn't say anything more. He observed carefully and realized that Gao Yuan wasn't slacking off in the office. His desk was covered with countless blueprints, and the trash can was full of crumpled scratch paper.

"I was being pushed to the limit by Xu Qingzhou and his team in the lab, so I came here to clear my head, watch the news, play some games, and so on," Gao Yuan said with a smile. "Don't worry, just give me a few more days."

"In a few days, I guarantee those little Japanese will be greatly surprised."

It was blocked again. This is the revised version.

I always write slowly. In fact, chapters like this are quite good. If I encounter chapters that require a lot of data verification, I often can't write much from morning to night.

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