area51novel Chapter 150 Grand Gathering
Chapter 150 Grand Gathering
At the Hangzhou International Convention and Exhibition Center, a huge crystal chandelier illuminated the entire banquet hall.
The 402 Technology Annual Conference is being held here.
Zuo Cheng stood in the center of the stage, with a huge LED screen behind him displaying the golden words "402 Technology Third Anniversary".
Nearly five hundred employee representatives sat in the audience, each with an indescribable expression on their face.
Three years ago, four people founded 402 in their university dormitory. At that time, no one could have imagined that the company would come to where it is today.
Zuo Cheng looked at the faces below the stage. In three years, he had witnessed too many people grow from naivety to maturity.
"Three years ago, I founded 402 on campus," he began, his voice calm yet firm. "Back then, it consisted of only four computers and one dream."
"Today, we have five hundred people."
He clicked the mouse, and a set of data appeared on the big screen.
Staff size: 500 people.
Company valuation: 5 billion.
Annual revenue: 3 billion.
"The tree of the science tree has five branches."
Business areas: telecommunications, aerospace, Internet of Things, artificial intelligence, and new energy vehicles.
Market share: Number one in multiple sectors.
Each number flashed on the big screen, and the applause from the audience grew louder and louder.
Zuo Cheng smiled slightly: "But this is just the beginning."
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The second part of the conference was team presentations.
A video started playing on the screen, recording every important moment of 402 over the past three years.
The celebratory banquet for winning the Sky Dome Project, the cheers for the successful testing of the Federated Learning Framework, the breathless anticipation of everyone during the maiden flight of the drone, Wei Dongsheng's excited handshake at the signing ceremony, and the fluctuating numbers at the pre-sale launch event.
Scenes flashed by, each frame telling a story.
Zuo Cheng stood to the side of the stage, watching the images. His gaze swept over Shen Yiming, the hesitant PhD student in the lab who had now become a top expert in the field of AI. He saw Chen Hao and Liu Wei, his two brothers who had fought side by side since university, now one in charge of operations and the other in charge of business, working together seamlessly.
He saw Han Lu, who was once a shy girl but has now become a formidable figure at the business negotiation table.
He saw Fang Ze. This man, who spoke the least, had been sitting quietly in the corner, writing line after line of code.
Three years ago they had nothing, today they have everything.
When the video ended, the entire audience stood up and applauded.
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After the conference, the core team stayed behind for a small discussion.
There were only a few people in the conference room: Zuo Cheng, Shen Yiming, Han Lu, Chen Hao, Liu Wei, Fang Ze, and one special guest.
Yu Ying.
She wore a simple white dress, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, and she looked more mature than she had three years ago.
"Congratulations." Zuo Cheng looked at her.
"Thank you." Yu Ying smiled. "Over the past three years, I've watched you grow step by step to where you are today. From a small studio in a dormitory to such a large-scale operation, I'm truly proud."
Zuo Cheng pulled up a chair for her to sit down: "I heard your doctoral dissertation is now finalized."
"Yes." Yu Ying nodded. "My thesis defense is next month. After that, I'll officially join 402."
Han Lu joked from the side, "The boss and his wife are finally reunited."
A burst of laughter filled the conference room.
Zuo Cheng did not refute, but simply smiled slightly.
He looked at Yu Ying, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him. In his past life, he had lost this woman. In this life, he had spent three years getting back to her.
From now on, they can fight side by side.
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At the end of the symposium, Zuo Cheng stood up and walked to the window.
Outside the window is the night view of Hangzhou, with thousands of lights twinkling like stars.
"Everyone," he turned around, "the results of the past three years only prove that we've chosen the right path. The road ahead is still long."
"Volume Four, what is our goal?"
He wrote a few keywords on the whiteboard.
Space photovoltaics. Commercial spaceflight. Brain-computer interfaces.
"This sounds like science fiction, but the speed of technological development often exceeds everyone's expectations. Every capability we accumulate now will come in handy at some point in the future."
Shen Yiming nodded: "President Zuo, I'm very excited about the possibility of cross-branch integration. For example, the integration of the new energy vehicle branch and the aerospace communication branch could provide a continuous and stable energy supply for satellites."
"That's right," Zuo Cheng said. "This is our next step. To truly integrate the capabilities of the five branches and create a more powerful technological system."
He looked out the window, his gaze distant.
"Three years ago, I started with nothing. Today, 402 stands at the intersection of five trillion-dollar markets."
"But this is not the end."
"This is the starting point."
His gaze swept over everyone, his voice not loud, but carrying an unshakable power.
"I believe that ten years from now, when we look back on today, we will find that everything we've seen today is just the prologue. The real curtain has only just been raised."
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After the meeting, Zuo Cheng stayed alone in his office.
He opened his phone and saw a message from Zhao Wenbo.
"Mr. Zuo, our chairman would like to see you."
Zuo Cheng looked at the message and felt a mix of emotions welling up inside him.
Star Technology. This company's true strength far exceeds everyone's imagination. Their technology in brain-computer interfaces, quantum computing, and neuromorphic chips has reached breathtaking levels. They know many of the secrets behind 402 technology, but have never revealed them. And their founder has never appeared in public.
Now, the mysterious founder is finally about to make his appearance.
"Okay," he replied with a single word.
Then he turned off his phone and looked out at the night sky.
Tomorrow is another day.
And he was ready.
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Three years ago, in that winter, he lit the first lamp in the laboratory.
Today, that lamp has burned into a sea of stars.
And he, Zuo Cheng, finally stood in the very center of this sea of stars.
From a small branch in communications engineering to a giant tree of technology covering five major fields.
From a small team of four to a tech company with five hundred employees.
From nothing to a valuation of five billion.
This is the story of 402.
But as he said at the annual meeting.
This is not the end.
This is the starting point.
402's journey is to the stars and the sea.
His journey in Zuocheng is to change the entire world.
As the annual meeting ended, snow suddenly began to fall outside the window.
The first snow of the season fell gently, blanketing every corner of the city.
Zuo Cheng stood by the window, watching the snowflakes fall from the sky, and suddenly remembered that winter three years ago.
Back then, everything was unknown; the future was as white and uncertain as snow, and the direction was unclear.
And today, he has come here step by step.
The snow fell silently.
But he knew that spring was not far away.