Shallow Waters Cannot Harbor True Dragons

The world is constantly changing.

Mo Qingli watched the idyllic scene of her husband interacting with their son in front of her while browsing the latest news in the world.

On the screen, a bold - faced headline caught her eye.

"A Country's anti - globalization strategy has suffered a setback. Xia Country is leading the way into a new era of multilateral cooperation."

The accompanying picture of the news showed the representatives of Xia Country signing cooperation agreements with multiple countries at an international summit a few days ago.

In the background of the photo, the logos of companies such as Yuanlong Technology, Mo Group, and Qin Group could be seen.

The seeds they sowed three years ago had now converged into a powerful force capable of changing the world pattern.

"We've won," Mo Qingli whispered.

"It's just the first round," Lu Chenyuan's eyes still followed the figure of their son.

"What comes next will be the real tough battle."

Mo Qingli nodded. She understood what he meant.

Breaking through the external blockade meant that the internal competition would enter a new and more brutal stage.

She continued to scroll down.

Soon, another piece of news confirmed her thoughts.

"The 'Edge' artificial intelligence large - scale model has started testing. It has excellent performance and has received enthusiastic responses from all parties."

In the news, Huangfu Chengshi was wearing casual clothes, but his face showed an unusual maturity.

He stood in the center of the press - conference stage, exuding an air of confidence and strength.

Behind him was the amazing real - time calculation ability demonstrated by the 'Edge' model.

Almost at the same time, another flash news popped up.

"International giant Strala announced that its 'Prometheus' large - scale model has completed its final optimization and will be fully promoted in the Xia Country market."

The three pieces of news were displayed side by side.

Yuanlong's 'Kaitian'.

Huangfu Chengshi's 'Edge'.

Strala's 'Prometheus'.

Overnight, a tripartite situation was officially formed in the artificial intelligence race.

Beneath the calm surface of the lake, there were turbulent undercurrents.

"The storm is coming," Mo Qingli turned off the tablet.

"It's a good thing," Lu Chenyuan smiled. "At least, Ruo Xi won't feel lonely."

He looked at Lu Shi'an not far away, who was trying to catch a butterfly and ended up sitting on the ground with a thud.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, didn't cry, but propped himself up on the ground and staggered to his feet again.

There was full of approval in Lu Chenyuan's eyes.

...

In the afternoon, Zhang Qi came.

As the current CEO of Yuanlong Technology, he rushed into Cloud Top One almost as if he were stepping on flying wheels.

There was an uncontrollable anxiety on his face.

"Mr. Lu," he even forgot to change his address.

"Have a seat," Lu Chenyuan pointed to the sofa and then picked up a bottle of water and handed it to him.

Mo Qingli carried the sleeping Lu Shi'an back to the bedroom.

In the living room, only the two of them were left.

"Mr. Lu, have you seen the news?" Zhang Qi unscrewed the bottle cap and gulped down a large mouthful of water.

"Qin Group's 'Edge' is almost snatching the market at our cost price."

"Strala is even more ruthless. They directly announced that they will offer free access to some corporate users for three months."

"Our market share is being gradually eroded."

"Inside the company, people are panicking. Several core sales teams are asking me if the company is going to start a price war next."

Zhang Qi poured out all his stress in one breath.

He looked at Lu Chenyuan.

This man was the former and also the eternal helmsman of Yuanlong.

He hoped to get a clear instruction from him, a signal to counter - attack.

However, Lu Chenyuan just listened calmly.

There was no change on his face at all.

It was as if what Zhang Qi was talking about was a story that happened in another company, in another world.

"Is that all?" Lu Chenyuan asked.

"... Ah?" Zhang Qi was stunned.

"What about the technical department?" Lu Chenyuan continued. "What do they say?"

"Director Ruo Xi and Director Su Yang... seem not to be worried at all," Zhang Qi said hesitantly.

"They said that the technical routes of 'Edge' and 'Prometheus' are different from ours, each having its own advantages and disadvantages, and they are good references."

"They've been discussing a new theoretical model recently, saying that it can solve a common bottleneck of current large - scale models at the underlying level. I... I don't quite understand it either."

"That's right," Lu Chenyuan nodded.

"What's right?" Zhang Qi was even more confused.

Lu Chenyuan stood up and walked to the huge floor - to - ceiling window.

"Zhang Qi, look downstairs," Lu Chenyuan said.

Zhang Qi followed his gaze.

Downstairs was the bustling cityscape of Jingzhou.

The traffic was busy and the city was full of vitality.

"A few years ago, we were the only ones running on this road," Lu Chenyuan's voice was calm.

"We ran fast, but we were also very lonely."

"Now, Qin Group has come, and Strala has also come. This road has suddenly become lively."

"They're chasing us, imitating us, and even trying to squeeze us out of the race."

He turned around and looked at Zhang Qi, who still had a confused look on his face.

"Do you think this is a bad thing?"

Zhang Qi opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

From the perspective of company management, of course, it was a bad thing.

"No," Lu Chenyuan slowly shook his head.

"Zhang Qi, you have to remember."

"A stagnant pond can't raise a real dragon."

"Only in the most intense competition can the greatest technology and the most powerful enterprises be born."

"Price wars and public - opinion wars are the most inferior means. We won't play that game."

"Tell the team to hold their ground. Put all their energy into technology R & D and user service."

"Let the market test everything."

Lu Chenyuan's tone was not forceful, but it carried an unquestionable power.

It was an absolute confidence that came from standing at a higher dimension and overlooking the overall situation.

Zhang Qi looked at him.

The anxiety and panic in his heart were gradually soothed by Lu Chenyuan's calm gaze.

He suddenly understood.

Mr. Lu had never cared about the gains and losses of one city or one pool.

What he wanted was the prosperous ecosystem of the entire Xia Country's technology industry.

In this ecosystem, Yuanlong was the leader, but it also needed equally excellent fellow travelers.

"I understand, Mr. Lu," Zhang Qi stood up and bowed deeply.

Then he said goodbye and left.

Lu Chenyuan closed the door, completely isolating the outside noise.

The apartment returned to tranquility.

After Mo Qingli settled the sleeping Lu Shi'an, she came out of the bedroom.

"He came like a lost ship but left like he'd found a lighthouse," Mo Qingli walked to Lu Chenyuan's side. Her voice was soft, but she accurately described the change in Zhang Qi's state before and after.

Lu Chenyuan smiled, walked to the carpet, and bent down to pick up a giraffe doll that Lu Shi'an had dropped earlier.

"He wasn't lost," Lu Chenyuan put the doll back into the toy box and said calmly.

"He just forgot that what we're raising in our pond isn't the combative koi, but real dragons."

"And dragons won't be satisfied with competing for food in a pond."

Mo Qingli walked to his side and naturally wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, gently pressing her cheek against his back.

" If the pond is too small and overcrowded, there will be internal strife," she said, her voice tinged with an approving smile.

" Yeah," Lu Chenyuan turned around and pulled her into his arms. " So, let them fight."

" Let them fight until it hurts, until they're exhausted. Only then will they realize how narrow this path is," he lowered his head and looked at his wife in his arms.

" And only then will they look up and see the vaster sky we're painting for them," he added.

Mo Qingli tilted her face up and looked into his deep - set eyes.

Without saying a word, she just stood on tiptoe and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.

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