Exposure of the Twins

The concept of artificial intelligence has existed for a long time.

But...

Existence alone isn’t enough—the key is when it can be applied to the market.

For example, as far as Young Master Cao knew, it would take another two years before Old Leng’s intelligence department released a new strategic plan, which would explicitly propose the development of AI.

And that was just a proposal.

Two more years later, the Black House would also elevate AI development to a national strategy for the first time.

In other words, it would take four years before people even started paying attention.

And even then, it was just attention.

It wasn’t until nine years later that the position of Chief Digital and Artificial Intelligence Officer would emerge.

But what about Young Master Cao?

To put it bluntly, many of these things could already be applied now, even commercialized.

There was a gap of several years here.

Don’t underestimate just a few years—in this field, a few years could mean an insurmountable lead.

Being one step ahead means staying ahead at every step.

Moreover, Young Master Cao knew the future trajectory and understood that commercialized technology could never exist in isolation.

Anyone who’s flown a sixth-gen fighter knows how crucial wind tunnels are.

But does having just a wind tunnel mean anything?

Absolutely not.

If your power supply can’t keep up, you can’t even turn it on.

Even building a wind tunnel requires close collaboration across multiple industries—

Design, mechanical manufacturing, power supply, materials, electronics, refrigeration, construction, automation control…

Every single one is indispensable.

In other words,

if you’re playing with AI but lack the support of manufacturing, it’ll always remain theoretical.

That’s why, over a decade later, the Eastern District would surge ahead, leaving the rest of the world in the dust, unable to even catch a glimpse of its taillights.

For now, Young Master Cao wouldn’t reveal his hand—it wasn’t the right time.

At most, he’d offer some superficial things to harvest emotional value.

...

Three days later.

Young Master Cao and Eldest Sister reached a preliminary agreement, officially renaming the company to Miracle Group.

But with a prefix added: the Ren Family.

And just like that, only the second sister remained outside the fold.

Unfortunately, her dreams weren’t in business, and Young Master Cao couldn’t force her to quit just for the sake of a "collection habit."

After all, she was one of his own.

What could he do?

Spoil her, of course.

Let her do whatever she wanted.

Eldest Sister was now truly busy.

Before, she didn’t travel much for work, nor did she do so frequently.

But now, after the merger and securing the PPT for the fourth-generation residential project, her workload exploded.

She had to negotiate with tech companies, appliance manufacturers—discussing equity stakes, acquisitions, investments, patents…

Not only did Eldest Sister have to handle these, but The Third also had to join her.

Eldest Sister was already a public figure.

The most famous members of the Ren Family were The Fourth and Eldest Sister.

The Fourth worked in entertainment and was often photographed.

Eldest Sister had also been exposed once, making countless people envy Young Master Cao’s daily life.

So,

this time, as Eldest Sister traveled nationwide signing cooperation agreements, The Third also signed investment and equity contracts.

At the signing ceremony, they entered strategic partnerships with three leading home appliance giants.

Reporters were there too.

Click, click, click—

Flashlights flickered nonstop.

With over twenty contracts, just the signing and photo ops took nearly half an hour.

It was a solemn affair.

After all, it involved nearly ten billion in collaborative projects.

Of course, that included investments, patents, and follow-up matters—not a one-time ten billion.

Once that was done,

the press Q&A began.

"Eldest Sister, hello, I’m XX from Zhonghai Daily…"

From Zhonghai.

Practically family.

So calling her "Eldest Sister" wasn’t inappropriate—it felt familiar.

Ren Chenxi nodded with a smile. "What would you like to ask?"

"As everyone knows, the Ren Family Group has now merged into Ren Family Miracle Group. Previously, the group focused on real estate. After the merger, are you planning to enter the home appliance industry? Is this a pivot?"

"We’re still in real estate, just… with some differences from traditional real estate. Everyone will find out soon enough. Any updates will be announced promptly."

The question was standard.

Eldest Sister’s answer was equally standard.

These events weren’t like the entertainment industry—people here had some dignity.

The reporters weren’t paparazzi either.

At these press conferences, showing face was enough. If they wanted juicy questions, they’d arrange private interviews.

...

After a brief fifteen-minute Q&A,

a reporter suddenly asked:

"Hello, Fourth Sister. We all know you’re the head of Miracle Media. Seeing you sign contracts today, may I ask what kind of collaboration this is?"

People were puzzled.

The question did spark curiosity.

It was hard to imagine why an entertainment company would partner with fridge, AC, and washing machine manufacturers.

If it were endorsements, this wasn’t how they’d be signed.

The Third smiled. "Sorry, you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m not the Fourth Sister you’re referring to—that’s my younger sister, Ren Yuege. I’m the third sister, Ren Yushang, head of Miracle Capital."

"..."

"..."

Gasps!

Some subconsciously stood up, unsure if they were shocked or just realizing something.

But their cameras never stopped.

Click, click, click!

...

...

The most explosive news from today’s press conference?

The Third and The Fourth were twins.

When the news spread, everyone was stunned.

Entertainment reporters suddenly connected the dots.

No wonder!

Before, many had staked out Miracle Capital, hoping to snap photos of The Third. Fans knew The Fourth and Eldest Sister were gorgeous, so surely The Second and Third wouldn’t disappoint.

Reporters wanted to satisfy their curiosity while riding the hype, giving fans a peek too.

But after days of surveillance, they’d found no trace of The Third—though they occasionally caught "Fourth Sister" on camera.

At first, they wondered: Why was Fourth Sister always at the capital firm?

Now, the truth was out. Those photos weren’t of "Fourth Sister"—they were of The Third.

They were twins.

To outsiders, they were nearly indistinguishable.

Even those familiar with them might mix them up if seen separately.

...

As the signing ceremony concluded, the home appliance industry remained unfazed, but the entertainment world exploded.

Especially among fans.

"Envying Young Master Cao every single day."

"Please show some respect to my husband. (Angry)"

"The Third and Fourth Sisters are twins? This… this… Young Master Cao’s living the dream!"

"Unreal."

"Fourth Sister is already stunning, and now there’s a twin? No way. If either of them ever gets married, I’ll die of liver cancer. I can’t accept that ending."

"..."

"Eldest Sister, Third Sister, and Fourth Sister have all been seen. Only Second Sister remains."

"Second Sister’s too mysterious. There’s barely any info—no one knows what she looks like or what she does. Can’t even stake out her place."

"I know what Second Sister does."

"Honored Father, please enlighten us."

"Honored Father, we beg you."

"Just search the company registration name with the keyword 'Young Master Cao,' and you'll find Second Sister's company."

Soon, someone posted the full name of the company.

"Miracle Pharmaceuticals"

The full name was… "Oriental Miracle Biopharmaceutical Co., Ltd.—A Group of Dream-Driven Modern-Day Hua Tuos Who Believe Under the Leadership of Young Master Cao and His Second Sister, They Will Create Miracles of Life!"

"Second Sister is in biopharma? Never heard of this company. I only know Miracle Cosmetics, Miracle Capital, Miracle Media..."

"Probably just registered with no products yet. The address is also the Miracle Group Eco-Park."

"Seems like Second Sister is a female doctor, the white-coat kind."

"Uniform? Wow, now I can picture it..."

"Envy Young Master Cao every day. His four sisters are all stunning, captivating, peerless beauties… though I do have two sisters myself."

"Hey, at least you’ve got two, bro. I don’t even have one."

"What’s so great about that? My two sisters are built like tanks—broad-shouldered, burly, and loud as thunder!"

"Bro, are you prepping for a comedy roast? That was a whole rhyme scheme."

"My condolences, man. Hahaha..."

"Honestly, I’m not jealous about looks. I’m just jealous of twins. Like, both so pretty and identical? Mom, I think I’m in love."

"Go chase your happiness, son."

"Get lost."

...

In just one day, Young Master Cao’s world was exposed.

The emotional backlash was massive.

After all, the envy and resentment didn’t just come from ordinary siblings—plenty of wealthy, influential young masters were seething too.

Though Young Master Cao wasn’t part of any elite circles, he was well-versed in their ways.

Tang Xin had told him plenty.

Combined with his "two lifetimes" of experience, his understanding of these circles ran deep.

That night.

At his fans’ request, Young Master Cao posted photos of The Third and The Fourth.

Cao Cheng adored his fans, after all.

How could he deny them?

So,

he shared a single photo.

The caption read: "By popular demand, here’s a pic—this is The Third, and this is The Fourth."

In the photo, Young Master Cao had an arm around each of their waists.

Nothing scandalous.

But the image triggered a tidal wave of emotions.

"YOUNG MASTER CAO, TAKE… YOUR… HANDS… OFF… THEM! (Rage)" —31k likes

Male fans were furious.

Fangirls were livid.

Cao Cheng, however, was thrilled.

Let them seethe.

He laughed, even replying to fans:

"I’m not moving my hands. What’re you gonna do about it? Hmph."

"..."

...

Someone asked: "If you’re introducing them, at least clarify—which one is The Third? Which is The Fourth?"

"This is The Third, this is The Fourth."

"Which one?"

"This one."

"Damn it..."

...

Young Master Cao kept talking but never pointed out who was who.

Infuriating.

It even activated some fans’ inner detectives, analyzing which sister seemed older.

To outsiders, they were nearly indistinguishable.

Almost eerily identical—more so than typical twins.

The only difference might’ve been their eyes.

Eventually, the consensus was: the one with gentle eyes was The Third, while the slightly smirking, rebellious one was The Fourth.

But no matter the theories, Young Master Cao never confirmed anything.

Fans spent days arguing with him, even threatening to turn from fans to haters.

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