Chapter 44

Zhao Nuannuan raised her hand and gestured to the large screen behind her. An animation flashed on the screen, revealing the words "cgyy first-generation chip".

All eyes were on the screen.

Zhao Nuannuan silently exhaled, knowing the kind of wave her upcoming presentation would create.

She glanced sideways at Qin Su, who was sitting backstage waiting for her turn to go on stage, and bit her lip nervously.

Qin Su smiled at her from afar.

She didn't say anything, but Zhao Nuannuan had calmed down when she looked away again.

She played the animation slowly and deliberately, following the pre-rehearsed script, and explained the chip's contents in a calm and measured tone.

"...The findings from population-scale genomics research have provided us with a foundation...The electron pulses generated in the hippocampus can be synchronously imported into the chip through encoded memory descriptions..."

At first, people were talking quietly in the venue, but gradually it quieted down, with only the sound of the cameras operating remaining.

Many media reporters who know nothing about this field are still at a loss, while many knowledgeable industry insiders are already shocked.

Someone stood up in a moment of disarray, only to be persuaded to sit down by the security personnel nearby.

"...We have already completed some clinical trials on some animals, and the results analysis is shown in the figure..."

"...Theoretically, the timeframe for brain nerve reconstruction is around 20 years, but this conclusion has not yet been definitively established..."

Some laypeople finally realized something from the part about "replacing brain nerves".

A journalist, unable to control his emotions, blurted out: "Brain chip?"

The people around him paid no attention to him, all staring intently at the screen.

After Zhao Nuannuan finished playing the last page of animation on the screen and said her last sentence, there was a long silence in the room.

Unsurprisingly, she then invited technical staff to the stage to explain more specialized chip-related content.

The press conference finally reached its climax only after the business manager finished speaking.

Zhao Nuannuan's smile became genuine and radiant.

"Next, please welcome our company's president, Ms. Qin Su, who is also a core researcher in the development of the CYY first-generation chip. Ms. Qin, please feel free to ask us any questions."

Ye Yan was just beginning to recover from the shock he had felt during the chip presentation.

He followed the fervent gazes of the audience toward the backstage, where he saw Qin Su gracefully approaching in a red dress.

Ye Yan suddenly remembered that when he met Qin Su at the airport, it was a similar scene.

She walked past the bright lights and the passing crowds, heading straight for him.

At that moment, he stopped breathing, thinking he was simply amazed by the beauty of the thing. Looking back now, perhaps his heartbeat was already erratic at that moment.

Qin Su walked onto the stage, stood in front of the microphone, looked around, and lingered on Ye Yan for a few seconds.

To outsiders, Ye Yan still maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, but only Qin Su could tell that he was looking at her with a slightly dazed expression.

Qin Su couldn't help but smile and winked at Ye Yan.

Ye Yan felt a shiver run down his spine, his ears turned slightly red, and he lowered his eyes, taking a sip of water as a cover-up.

Qin Su withdrew her gaze and then addressed the crowd: "I am Qin Su. We will now have half an hour for questions. Please proceed."

The venue was deathly silent for a moment, then erupted into a roar of excitement.

Reporters and media personnel rushed forward with cameras, microphones, and webcams, while invited medical and biological experts disregarded their physical condition and joined the crowd with their laptops.

"Mr. Qin, is everything presented at the press conference true? Can I interpret this as your company having developed a brain chip?"

"Mr. Qin, the press conference mentioned that it is currently only used in the medical field. Will the application areas be expanded?"

"President Qin, could you please explain in detail your company's solution to the gene compatibility issue?"

"Ms. Qin, do you have any related research papers? Will they be published?"

Could you disclose your main reference data?

When will the specific date for its later commissioning be determined?

"President Qin, President Qin, look here!"

"Mr. Qin, is it possible to schedule a private interview after the press conference?"

"Mr. Qin, we are from xx Daily. Could you please provide us with a front-page headline?"

...

The scene was in complete chaos. Qin Su called for people to come and calm everyone down while answering the important questions in an orderly manner.

She said she would answer for half an hour, and she really meant it—she would only answer for half an hour, and then she would leave immediately when the time was up.

At this point, the male reporter who had interviewed Ye Yan was sweating profusely; he still hadn't managed to come up with any unique topics.

Thinking quickly, he asked loudly, "President Qin, what do you think about the online comments calling you a 'pretty face'?"

This was the only question unrelated to chips during today's Q&A session.

Everyone thought Qin Su wouldn't answer.

Unexpectedly, Qin Su stopped, turned around and smiled at him, saying, "Shouldn't you be asking the other person what they think now?"

Her retort was clever, and some people laughed out loud.

The male reporter was overjoyed to finally strike up a conversation.

He had interviewed Ye Yan before, and now he had a sudden inspiration, feeling that asking Qin Su the same question would be a good idea.

It is difficult for two people to have a completely consistent view on a matter without discussion.

That way, he can write that Ye Yan and Qin Su seem to have incompatible values ​​and gain a lot of traffic.

So he quickly followed the route Qin Su had taken and asked, "So what are your thoughts on career women and housewives?"

Qin Su said casually, "I have no opinion. There's no such thing as a superior or inferior job."

The male reporter was surprised, thinking she had misheard him: "I said housewife, not some kind of job."

Qin Su paused.

She glanced at the reporter, her lips curving into a straight line: "How can being a housewife not be a job?"

Without thinking, the male reporter blurted out, "Because housewives don't earn money and can't support their families."

Qin Su scoffed, "So what?"

Many people misunderstand housewives, thinking they just stay at home all day, collect money, and do nothing. But in reality, housewives work just as hard as those who work outside the home.

It could even be said that being a housewife is a job in itself, and the triviality and length of the work make it impossible to measure the value of ordinary compensation.

As a woman, Qin Su has a greater understanding and empathy for women's living conditions and cannot bear to hear such words.

She coldly retorted, "If no one is silently protecting the family, how will you support it? Where will you find a family to support?"

A question that pierces the heart.

The reporter was speechless.

“Of course.” Qin Su smiled at the camera next to him and added, “If possible, I would still encourage all girls to step out of the home and pursue a career.”

"Otherwise, if you stay at home and happen to encounter someone who doesn't appreciate your contributions to the family, that would be quite unfortunate."

Her words were very impolite, but no one around her said a word.

The male reporter blushed and dared not speak again.

Qin Su made her exit smoothly.

Because of the male reporter's harassment, Ye Yan arrived at the lounge before Qin Su.

He was still somewhat confused, with many questions lingering in his mind.

Is such a powerful technology really so easy to develop?

How could Su Su understand chip development?

How will the subsequent application of this technology change the market landscape?

...

But all the doubts vanished the moment Qin Su jumped into his arms and hugged him the moment they met.

Ye Yan skillfully caught Qin Su, thinking to himself, "Never mind, I just need to applaud Su Su."