600: Chapter 595 Successive Project Victories

The wind in Hong Kong City stopped.

The sea's surface returned to mirror-like stillness.

Under the new order, the Ocean Shipping Building was like a precision machine, resuming its high-efficiency operations.

Zheng Tianxiao sat in the CEO's office.

It was no longer the top floor.

It was three floors lower.

The view was still expansive.

The speed at which he processed documents was thirty percent faster than before.

His decisiveness in decision-making also surpassed the past.

He was no longer the king.

He was merely a blade.

A blade without thoughts, knowing only how to execute.

He was very satisfied with his current life.

Shen Yan did not see him again.

The team from Panshi Capital stayed in Hong Kong City for half a month.

They completed all handovers and restructuring.

Then, they left quietly.

Just as they had arrived.

Shen Yan was the last to leave.

The private jet was still that gulfstream g650.

Upon takeoff.

He glanced at the city through the porthole.

This city, whose landscape had changed because of him.

This place had already become one of his ATMs.

Returning to the mainland.

Shen Yan's life returned to a certain rhythm.

At nine in the morning.

He would punctually appear in the company's top-floor office.

This was his base of operations.

The place where he made his comeback.

Chen Guangke, Wu Ya, and the initial group of veteran Employees were all there.

The company was expanding very quickly.

It had already moved three times.

Now it occupied an entire office building in the High-Tech Zone.

The four large blue characters "Future Technology" on the roof were very eye-catching in the sunlight.

After Shen Yan returned.

He didn't hold any all-staff meetings.

Nor did he organize any victory banquets.

He simply sat back in his office as usual.

Then he began to work.

It was as if that thrilling acquisition in Hong Kong City was just an ordinary business trip.

The company's Employees only knew from scattered financial news that their boss had done something big in Hong Kong City.

But what it was exactly.

No one could say for sure.

They only knew.

The boss was still the same boss.

Calm and efficient， And always keep your word. Calm, efficient, and a man of his word.

The way he looked at projects was always like he was scrutinizing prey.

This calm lasted for over a month.

During this month.

Shen Yan handled the backlog of affairs.

He also planned two new directions for the company's next steps.

The first project came from a state-owned enterprise.

Huafang Group.

A textile industry giant with a century-long history.

Now, however, it was like a stranded whale.

Aging equipment, chaotic management, and low efficiency.

It had been losing money for three consecutive years.

The group's chairman, an old man named Zhou Jianguo, had graying hair.

He used his connections to find Shen Yan.

Hoping the company could develop a brand-new management system for them.

Zhou Jianguo held a three-hour meeting.

He bitterly recounted the family history.

Telling of Huafang Group's past glory and its current predicament.

He spoke until his throat was dry.

Throughout the whole process, Shen Yan only listened without asking questions.

Finally.

Zhou Jianguo took out a budget report.

On it was an eight-figure amount.

This was the last of their family savings that they could produce.

He was very apprehensive.

He knew that this small amount of money was nothing to the current Shen Yan.

Shen Yan took the report.

He didn't look at it.

He simply pulled up a document on his tablet.

And pushed it in front of Zhou Jianguo.

The document title.

[Huafang Group "Industrial Brain" Overall Solution]

Inside, from raw material procurement to production scheduling, then to warehousing and logistics, and finally to the sales terminal.

Every link was digitized and modeled.

At its core was a central processing system driven by Artificial Intelligence.

The system could adjust production lines in real-time based on market demand.

It could predict equipment failures and perform maintenance in advance.

It could even optimize logistics routes, cutting transportation costs by half.

This was a solution sufficient to subvert the entire traditional manufacturing industry.

Zhou Jianguo's hands were shaking as he read.

This wasn't the software he wanted.

This was a brand-new imperial blueprint.

He read to the end.

Project quote.

Zero.

Shen Yan didn't want money.

What he wanted was thirty percent of the new profits created by this system for Huafang Group over the next ten years.

As well as all the industrial data generated during the system's operation.

Zhou Jianguo was stunned.

He looked at Shen Yan.

This young man wasn't plotting for a project at all.

What he wanted was the ticket to the entire Industry 4.0 era.

He wanted to use Huafang Group, this oldest and clumsiest shell, to nurture the most advanced and powerful Artificial Intelligence brain.

Zhou Jianguo did not hesitate.

He signed his name.

He knew this was Huafang Group's last chance.

It was also the only chance to continue holding on.

The second project came from a game studio on the verge of bankruptcy.

Huanyu Studio.

A group of young people with dreams but no money.

They spent three years developing a game called "Age of Mountains and Seas".

Open world.

Oriental mythology theme.

The concept was grand.

But the technical capability couldn't keep up.

The project's capital chain broke.

Core team members were poached by other big companies.

Only the founder, a young man named Lin Tao, remained, guarding a pile of unrunnable code and a mountain of debt.

Bai Ling placed this information on Shen Yan's desk.

She felt the boss wouldn't be interested in such a small project.

This was more like an act of charity.

Shen Yan, however, finished reading it.

He saw the hundreds of concept setting drawings the Lin Tao team had made to recreate the exotic beasts from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas".

He saw the background story of over a million words they had written to build a complete worldview.

He saw a world that, though crude, was full of soul.

In the afternoon.

Lin Tao received a phone call.

He thought it was a debt collector.

After answering.

The person on the other end told him to go to an address.

It was precisely Shen Yan's company.

Wearing a faded white T-shirt, Lin Tao walked into an office that was larger than his entire studio.

He saw Shen Yan.

The person who had only appeared on the covers of financial magazines.

He was very nervous.

His palms were sweaty.

Shen Yan didn't talk about money with him.

He just turned on the projector.

On the screen were visuals from "Age of Mountains and Seas".

Those were the visuals Lin Tao was most familiar with, and most desperate about.

Then.

Shen Yan's team spent three hours.

Showing Lin Tao how they would reconstruct the game.

Using the latest "Tianqiong" engine.

Using movie-grade motion capture.

Using NPC Artificial Intelligence capable of autonomous learning and generating tasks and plots.

What they wanted to do was not an edit.

It was a rebirth.

They were going to turn Lin Tao's dream into a real, living, infinitely evolving world.

When the presentation ended.

Lin Tao was speechless.

He looked at Shen Yan.

There were tears in his eyes.

Shen Yan still had no expression.

He just pushed an acquisition contract over.

He wanted to acquire Huanyu Studio in full.

Lin Tao and his initial team would receive fifteen percent of the project's profit-sharing rights.

Lin Tao signed it.

After signing.

He didn't leave.

He stood before Shen Yan.

And gave a deep bow.

He knew this was the fastest and most error-tolerant way for him to pursue his dream.