80: Chapter 80 Hosting Reporters

"You aren't losing your mind, are you? A 10-millimeter Super Chip for vehicles—up until now, not a single enterprise in the world has been able to develop that!"

Wang Ping asked again, somewhat unsure.

If Wang Xiuming was truly launching another desperate counterattack, this would be exhilarating news. The Xia Kingdom would absolutely not concede so easily. Wang Xiuming was indeed his son.

"That is an absolute certainty. I'll wait a little longer before releasing the news on our official website. For now, let those few enterprises enjoy themselves for a while; we can't have Hongqi taking all the spotlight, right?"

Wang Ping took a deep breath, remained silent for a long time, and then spoke to Wang Xiuming.

"I will report the situation to the higher-ups. You must not let anyone on the outside know about this technology. This is the most critical technology mastered by our Xia Kingdom. We must apply for a global patent and firmly keep the Super Chip in our own hands!"

After Wang Ping finished giving his instructions to Wang Xiuming, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xiuming immediately turned on the speakers.

He had been playing a game when he received the call from his father, and he had been forced to turn off the sound effects.

It was much better to play games with the speakers on for the experience.

Old Jia hurried over to find Wang Xiuming and whispered a reminder to him.

"Boss, there are a large number of reporters surrounding our entrance. They all want to know what we are going to do next!"

"Don't you think we should explain things? After all, our current car sales have plummeted off a cliff. We have already fulfilled all our users' orders, and if we keep producing like this without new orders, this batch of inventory will have no competitiveness at all..."

Seeing that Wang Xiuming was still enjoying himself, Old Jia couldn't help but remind him again.

After all, the group of reporters outside was not easy to fool.

Finishing his game, Wang Xiuming raised his head lazily and beckoned to Old Jia.

"Invite all the reporter friends into the conference room. Since they are so eager to know, I don't mind revealing a little information to them!"

Seeing that Wang Xiuming was finally going to fight back, Old Jia was full of confidence.

Before long, all the reporters appeared in the conference room.

Wang Xiuming walked into the conference room, yawning.

Seeing that the reporter friends had filled the entire conference room, he found it somewhat amusing.

"Reporter friends, what are you all doing gathered around the entrance of our Hongqi Factory?"

"Could it be that you also want to see Hongqi make a fool of itself?"

Liang Xiaoxiao, a reporter from the Dadong Daily, spoke up to Wang Xiuming.

"President Wang, you are now in a situation where there is no way to save Hongqi. What do you plan to do next? If there is no chip supply, will you end up manufacturing vintage car models?"

"What is the attitude of the elder President Wang now? Does he still support Hongqi as always?"

"If the situation is not optimistic, once Hongqi goes bankrupt, there won't be a single domestic brand left in the Xia Kingdom capable of establishing itself in the automotive market!"

"Shouldn't we propose a peaceful resolution to Central Control Heim? This will be a crucial decision for Hongqi!"

Liang Xiaoxiao threw out a series of questions all at once.

Immediately following that, questions from other reporters came in one after another.

The entire conference room instantly became exceptionally lively.

Everyone was bombarding Wang Xiuming with questions, regardless of whether he had heard them clearly or not.

After all, Hongqi was currently in deep trouble.

With so many things having happened, Hongqi's status was no longer secure.

"I regret to inform all the reporter friends that I did not hear a single one of your questions just now!"

Wang Xiuming said casually to the reporters while yawning.

The reporters felt a bit awkward at this moment.

Just a moment ago, they had been agitated and had blurted out all the questions they wanted to ask.

Who would have thought that Wang Xiuming would brush everyone off by claiming he didn't hear them clearly?

This left everyone at a loss for words.

"I will answer a few of your questions now!"

Wang Xiuming sat on his chair and said to the reporters immediately.

"First, at the Hongqi Factory, all production lines for all car models are currently still in intense operation, processing and manufacturing!"

"Second, we do not believe that the chip supply cutoff is necessarily a crisis, and we have already found a way to save ourselves: that is to develop our own chips!"

"Third, our chip supply has been in good condition, and there has been no cutoff phenomenon. The chips we have on hand are already sufficient to complete the vertical coverage of all our car production lines. Even if we were to receive another million-level order, we would have no problem handling it!"

Wang Xiuming brushed over the serious issues and told everyone that all the rumors were false information.

Their current chip reserves were always sufficient, yet he simply wouldn't mention it.

If the chips on hand were used up, what would they do then?

No, wait, Wang Xiuming just mentioned chips; if they used them up, they would develop chips.

But the road to development would take at least three years, at most five, or perhaps even indefinitely.

During this process, if the chips for Hongqi cars could not be supplied...

Then the Hongqi brand would gradually fade from everyone's view.

Listening to Wang Xiuming's slick answer, the reporters couldn't help but frown and wanted to continue asking questions, but were stopped by Wang Xiuming.

Wang Xiuming snapped his fingers, and Old Jia brought over a thick stack of envelopes.

Inside were the tea fees for the reporter friends who had come to visit.

"We are all friends. Now that you have accepted my tea fees, Old Jia, go ahead and record a video of everyone, and make sure to find out who each of them is!"

After Wang Xiuming's words fell, everyone present felt that the envelope in their hands was extremely heavy.

Many people intended to put the envelopes down, and some even spoke up directly at this moment.

"President Wang, what do you mean by this? You are making us slap our own faces; we are the most impartial reporters!"

"That's right, each of us has our own professional ethics. What you are doing makes us feel very uncomfortable!"

"First you give us tea fees, and then you have someone specifically record us. You are clearly trying to bribe us. By doing this, you are simply smearing the brand that you have worked so hard to build!"