Hundred Billion Mega Deal

Fathers always dote on their eldest daughters.

Old Master Tai Shan was no exception.

Tang Xin had been coddled since childhood—treated like fragile porcelain, handled with utmost care.

Since she wasn’t destined to inherit the family’s full resources, nor had she ever shown interest in a political career, Old Master Tai Shan raised her purely as a beloved child.

As long as she didn’t break the law or tarnish the family name, she was free to enjoy the privileges of her lineage without bearing its burdens.

Frankly, it was indulgence—letting such children reap the benefits of their forebears’ labor.

Some might call it being a "freeloader."

In these circles, many second- and third-generation heirs were like this.

Those who couldn’t inherit the family legacy were given free rein, so long as they didn’t cause trouble.

Fortunately, Tang Xin turned out well.

Though spoiled and uninterested in politics, she never fell into the vices of reckless behavior—no street racing, no drugs.

As she grew older, her maturity brought Old Master Tai Shan immense relief.

Still, as the saying goes, "A grown daughter must keep some distance from her father."

Especially after she moved south for work, visits became rare—maybe once a year.

Marriage only widened the gap.

Yet, in Old Master Tai Shan’s heart, this eldest daughter mattered deeply.

His early scrutiny of Young Master Cao proved it. Had Tang Xin been unimportant, he wouldn’t have gone to such lengths—even sending the elder sister to test Cao Cheng’s character.

Most girls from families like the Tangs dated freely; their parents barely blinked unless an illegitimate child risked the family’s reputation.

That was the difference.

So, when he heard he could play games with his eldest daughter, Old Master Tai Shan was overjoyed.

Of course, his mind wandered further.

His son, thriving in politics, was always busy.

But even the busiest needed relaxation.

Imagine the whole family playing together—how perfect would that be?

With this thought, Old Master Tai Shan shared his idea with Cao Cheng.

The elder sister nodded approvingly, not wanting to spoil the mood.

But Cao Cheng gave him a strange look. "The whole family playing together?"

Old Master Tai Shan frowned. "What do you mean, ‘the whole family’? You’re part of this family too, aren’t you?"

Cao Cheng chuckled. The old man’s words were impeccably smooth—flattering, even.

Still, he shook his head. "No, that’s not what I meant. I’m just thinking… if we all play on the battlefield and die, wouldn’t that be ‘wiping out the whole family’?"

"…!" The elder sister nearly spat out her fruit.

Old Master Tai Shan froze for a second before snatching up his back-scratcher and swinging it at Young Master Cao with a whoosh.

Close call.

Cao Cheng dodged, scrambling back a few steps. "My bad! Calm down, please."

"You little rascal! Spouting such nonsense—clearly asking for a beating!" Old Master Tai Shan’s face flushed with anger.

Cao Cheng sighed dramatically. "Can’t blame me. My mother passed young, and my father was… unreliable. No one disciplined me. Poor me."

At this, the elder sister’s gaze softened. She took Cao Cheng’s hand and gave it a comforting pat.

Old Master Tai Shan’s eye twitched.

This brat—every time he pissed him off, he either fled or played the pity card.

Ugh.

Sometimes, he really wanted to strangle him.

But the kid was sharp—high EQ and IQ, adaptable, and socially savvy.

Sure, the "wipe out the whole family" remark was in poor taste, but everyone knew it was just a game. Old Master Tai Shan wasn’t genuinely furious—just annoyed by the brat’s cheeky banter.

It made him think of his son.

Old Master Tai Shan sighed. His son was too rigid.

That was both good and bad.

If only his son had half of Cao Cheng’s roguish charm, things might be easier.

Too bad they’d met so late.

Had they known each other as kids, Old Master Tai Shan would’ve made sure they spent time together.

Maybe it would’ve loosened his son up.

Ah, well.

At least there was Little Cao now.

At three years old, the boy was already sharp as a tack—a true gem in the rough.

With the right guidance, he could shine.

The future rested on this third generation.

Old Master Tai Shan felt he still had years left in his career—enough to pave the way for Little Cao.

As for his son…

Well, let’s just say his ceiling was limited.

Being too upright was dangerous.

In politics, integrity was essential—but too much could backfire.

……

……

After spending most of the day at Old Master Tai Shan’s place, the two played games into the evening.

Work was postponed—this game took priority.

Not out of frivolity, but because the more Old Master Tai Shan played, the more he sensed the staggering technology behind it.

This was monumental.

Especially given the current… precarious climate.

So, the next morning, Old Master Tai Shan dragged Cao Cheng to a specialized government branch.

The night before, he’d grilled Cao Cheng thoroughly about the tech and its requirements.

For instance, various rare materials.

And the network—at least 5G or above.

So,

today, Old Tai Shan brought Young Master Cao over to share a round of research reports.

There’s nothing to hide; all kinds of patents are included.

Even if special departments want to use them, they’ll have to pay licensing fees.

Though the cost might be lower.

In exceptional cases, it could even be free.

Besides, if Cao Cheng wants to promote this technology, it’s impossible to keep it under wraps.

Might as well handle the transition smoothly and secure a share of the profits.

At the same time, 5G manufacturers have also been invited.

Recently, there have been some issues with 5G.

There’s resistance abroad.

A ban might be coming.

Though nothing’s happened yet, Old Tai Shan has received word that it’s likely imminent.

That’s why the 5G manufacturers were called in today—to collaborate.

This game is groundbreaking, whether in terms of entertainment value or military applications. No one can resist it.

Though marketed for civilian use, it actually involves higher-level implications.

It’s predictable that once launched, it will take the world by storm.

By then, it’ll be bundled with 5G.

Those bans, those sanctions—they’ll be overturned in an instant.

No need for us to panic; the other side will be the ones scrambling.

Especially with the 20% neural feedback.

This thing can even be applied to education.

Missing out would mean losing a whole generation!

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And that’s not even counting the various technologies involved.

So,

this is far more significant than even Young Master Cao—or even Old Tai Shan—had imagined.

But you’ve got to take things step by step.

Old Tai Shan plans to roll it out across the military first.

With millions of active-duty soldiers, at least hundreds of thousands of helmets will be needed to meet demand.

The timing of this helmet’s emergence couldn’t be better.

Just the bloodshed simulation alone makes it an irresistible procurement item for the military.

Once the contract is signed, it’ll be worth at least tens of billions.

As for when it’ll be available for civilian use—that’ll have to wait.

It needs to align with higher-level strategies.

Young Master Cao naturally understands this. That’s why he came today, knowing full well the need to cooperate, which is why he proactively reported.

Otherwise, he’d have just held a press conference straight away.