If Gao Feng were to provide DJI with NSG-related technologies, what benefits would it bring to DJI?
On the bright side, DJI might spend some money to buy this patent.
Alternatively, he could increase his stake in DJI by issuing new shares.
If it's the former, he definitely wouldn't be willing. Who would be willing to sell a hen that lays golden eggs for the price of a pig?
If it's the latter, wouldn't that be like making a wedding dress for Xia Weiwei? He's not stupid.
So, after much thought, he decided to start with Zhang Youwei to see if this tech-savvy executive, currently in charge of DJI's business unit, had any other ideas.
He can't just tell him what to do; he has to see what constructive solutions he comes up with.
Applying for a visa to a mountainous country is more complicated than I imagined.
Because of the lack of stable employment for a long time, and because the profession of live streamer is considered an emerging one, the high cost of going abroad has been questioned.
Who says you have to wait a month to find out the results of a visa application?
They found out the result in just one day: visa refusal.
I called the embassy in the mountainous country, but they didn't explain anything and just refused to issue a visa.
"Wow, that's really something! You guys aren't even willing to generate revenue for us? Fine, I'll go stimulate domestic consumption, damn it!"
He angrily hurled a tantrum at the embassy and slammed the phone down.
"Smack!"
He punched a hole in the screen of his iPhone...
"Damn it, are you deliberately messing with me? Everything's going wrong, what did I do to deserve this?"
The fire, which had been started for no reason, blazed loudly, and the phone, which already had a hole in it, was smashed to pieces.
After thinking for a moment, I obediently bent down and picked it up. "Holy crap, where's my SIM card?"
After a lot of effort, I finally found the intact SIM card. "Chisuke, I've confiscated your phone. You'll have to buy another one."
Since I can't go abroad, I can only travel around the country.
Destination: Northwest China.
After quickly packing my luggage and giving my beat-up car a little maintenance, the two of us, along with my cat, left Shanghai that same day and embarked on a trip to the Northwest to relieve our boredom.
"Sir, the eavesdropper is not making a sound; it seems they have given up the chase."
After leaving the city and getting on the highway, Qian Sui told Gao Ang about his discovery.
"What exactly do these people mean? From bugging devices to acting recklessly, the change is too drastic!"
He stepped on the gas and instantly overtook a sluggish Toyota, making a loud, sarcastic remark.
"Perhaps they've witnessed your power, sir, and are hesitant to act rashly?"
Yes, that's possible. After all, they've already been investigated. If they continue to act arrogantly, they might get into trouble. What Qian Sui said isn't wrong.
A person and a cat, leisurely and carefree, set off from Shanghai, passing through Jinling, Luohe, Luodu, Chang'an, Pingliang, and Weiwu, finally arriving at Jiuquan.
This time, Gao Feng wasn't in such a rush; he only drove for five or six hours a day.
Wherever we went, I would take Xiaohua to eat and drink something nice.
Nothing unusual happened; we just warned a few pickpockets and helped people resting at the service area find their cats and dogs—nothing too serious.
After exiting the highway, Gao Ang chose to take a relatively remote national highway, hoping for a quieter and more convenient route.
"Sir, you should keep going."
I checked the fuel gauge; it says I can drive about 50 kilometers more. "Is there a gas station nearby?"
"Yes, just follow the navigation."
As darkness fell, Gao Ang turned on his high beams; it was in the countryside, so he figured he wouldn't get yelled at.
After driving for another ten minutes or so, we finally saw a slightly dilapidated gas station.
At the entrance of a gas station, an old man was feeding a stray dog.
He threw only a tiny bit of a large cow bone to the stray dog. After the dog nibbled on it a few times, it wagged its tail, wanting more, but the old man chased it away.
"Uncle, keep it up!"
"Okay. How much more?"
"Number 92, 200, that's almost full."
It's obvious that this is a privately owned gas station; its name isn't XX Petrochemical, but Lao Bai Gas Station.
"Uncle's surname is Bai?"
He grabbed a few bags of snacks from the shelf and a few bottles of drinks from the refrigerator, then shouted loudly outside.
"Yes, there are many people with the surname Bai here."
Walking to the car, Gao Ang took a sip of water and asked again, "I just saw the uncle feeding the dog, why didn't he give it all to it?"
The uncle closed the fuel tank cap, put the fuel nozzle back in place, and took the two banknotes that Gao Feng handed over.
"You can't feed stray dogs too much, or they won't know how to survive."
Gao Ang was taken aback, then nodded as if he understood but not quite.
"Young man, are you here for tourism in our Northwest? Your license plate looks like you're from out of town."
"Yeah, I wasn't feeling well, so I came out for a walk."
Once they reached the downwind side, Gao Ang handed him a cigarette and lit one for himself as well.
"That's good. Young people all have their own ideas and tempers, that's normal. But you know, after you've come to our Northwest for a while and are in a better mood, you still have to go back to work. Traveling and sightseeing is something older people should do. While you're young, you should do more practical things, so you don't end up like me, regretting it when you're old."
You could tell the old man had a story to tell.
Gao Ang was stunned again, forgetting to put the cigarette holder he had put in his mouth.
Seeing his condition, the old man, with the air of someone who had been through it all, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You can go watch the rocket launch tonight; the weather is nice today."
"You might feel better after you've watched the rocket launch."
Gao Ang didn't understand what the old man meant by that. It was just launching a rocket, what could be so special about it?
After saying goodbye to the old man, the man and the cat set off again, but instead of heading northwest, they turned a corner, their destination being the Jiuquan Launch Center.
When they arrived, the outer viewing platform was already packed with people.
There were anchors and reporters; it was a chaotic and lively scene.
As the countdown ended, billowing smoke and dust rose from the launch pad.
The bright red flames radiated outwards, illuminating half the night sky.
The deafening roar echoed all around, and even those far away instinctively covered their ears.
In that instant, the feeling of exhilaration was different from that of others.
In addition to sight and hearing, he could even smell a lot and feel many different sound waves.
There are ultrasonic waves, infrasound waves, and various radio waves.
"There's nothing strange about it."
Muttering something to himself, Gao Ang shook his head and prepared to leave.
As the rocket slowly ascended and gradually changed direction, the first stage separation was completed, and shouts suddenly erupted from the crowd.
"Eastern country is awesome!"
"Long live the Eastern Kingdom!"
Some people started crying as they shouted.
...
Back in the car, Gao Ang remained silent, recalling what he had seen and heard along the way, the old man's words, and the shouts of those people.
Life is already difficult enough, why make it harder on yourself?
Grandpa was right: As long as you have a clear conscience, that's enough!
"Your Majesty, turn on the navigation and let's go home."
"Okay, sir, you have several missed calls. The phone numbers are registered in Shenzhen City."
Shenhai City? That should be Zhang Youwei's.
"I replied to his message that I was driving and would be going to the deep sea in the next couple of days, where we could have a more in-depth discussion."
It was nearly 10 p.m. when we set off from Jiuquan.
It took us almost four days to get here, so the return trip should be shorter.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. When he arrived in Chang'an, his old carriage broke down.
It's not a big problem, just low tire pressure. With a tire pressure of 2.0, you could probably still drive for a bit.
But it's getting late, it's already 3 a.m., so we can take this opportunity to find a place to rest.
Rest is secondary; my main concern is taking a shower.
Although I don't sweat much, there's a lot of sand and dust in the Northwest.
Gao Ang also likes to drive with the windows and sunroof open, getting covered in dust and looking very uncomfortable.
After resting for a night, Gao Ang found a repair shop early the next morning, September 7th, to get his old car's tire patched.
To his surprise, there was a queue at the repair shop early in the morning!
With nothing to do, I opened the Qidian app and started reading novels.
Just as he was engrossed in the novel's plot, he was interrupted by Chitose:
"Sir, something has happened. Zhang Youwei has been kidnapped."
"Kidnapped?"
Gao Yang's first reaction was, "Are you kidding me?"
This is Dong-gu, a country known as the safest in the world. You're telling him someone has been kidnapped?
My second thought was, is NSG being targeted?
Otherwise, why was he kidnapped not earlier or later, but only after he sent something to Zhang Youwei?
"Any specific information?"
"No, I also learned about it from the news. Then I immediately found Zhang Youwei's home address and, following the registration information left by the telecommunications network, took over all of their audio-visual permissions, but I didn't find any clues."
"Any movement from the Shenzhen Municipal Public Security Bureau?"
"A special task force has been established, a case has been filed, and it is currently still in the investigation stage."
Listening to Qian Sui's voice in his headphones, Gao Ang opened his phone's contacts.
Sure enough, there were several missed calls from Zhang Youwei listed above.
I dialed back casually, and unsurprisingly, it was switched off.
According to photos released by the Shenzhen Municipal Public Security Bureau, Zhang Youwei was abducted by two burly men wearing hoods while jogging at night and then disappeared from public view.
Coincidentally, a passerby also happened to film this scene and then posted it online.
Passersby immediately called the police, and after investigation, they learned that the person who had been kidnapped was Zhang Youwei.
Whether the kidnappers were highly skilled and daring, or simply out of their minds, they actually dared to pull off such a large-scale operation in Deepsea City...
Gao Ang was a little worried, but not too anxious.
He trusted the Shenhai Municipal Public Security Bureau, as long as it didn't use unconventional methods.
After the tire was repaired, Gao Ang drove at breakneck speed and finally returned to Shanghai around 11 p.m. that night.
There's a lot of curiosity about this news online.
Kidnappings have been rare these days, let alone kidnapping of executives from well-known companies.
Various conspiracy theorists have offered their opinions.
There were rumors of internal strife within the company, a power struggle for shares, and that Zhang Youwei must have some ulterior motives that made certain people uneasy.
A day passed, and there was still no news from Zhang Youwei.
Logically speaking, kidnappers usually make some demands, such as money or other things.
However, Chitose didn't notice anything at all, and the kidnappers were quite calm.
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