"President Leng, I’ve checked, and the R&D department at He Group is still that same group of people, and the person we planted there also confirmed that the holographic technology indeed came from He Sitian!"
Assistant Zhou’s efficiency was remarkable, yet to triple-check his findings, he had employed several teams to repeatedly investigate and compare before he could arrive at a relatively reliable conclusion.
But that result in itself reeked of unreliability.
"Was it really He Sitian who brought it in?"
Leng Mo wasn’t just some poser or cool-playing sadistic lover that you’d find in an abusive love story.
This was a complete world with its own operating rules.
Though the male lead had the protagonist halo, he couldn’t be too outrageously defying natural order.
Leng Mo still had to handle official business properly and would wrack his brains over the group’s development.
Upon discovering highly advanced technology on the market, as a capital shark, his first instinct was to make it his own.
Additionally, the He Group was just a small fry, easy to swallow without much trouble.
Not to mention, He Group had entangled relations with Su Muxue.
Securing the core technology of He Group, and with their downfall, Leng Mo could profit both financially and talent-wise.
"Yeah, everyone’s going crazy out there, saying He Sitian has dumb luck, a complete layman who stumbled upon a secret forum and even found an eccentric black tech genius!"
Assistant Zhou spoke with a sour undertone.
His words held both envy and resentment for He Sitian’s "dumb luck" and a mix of admiration and awe for the mysterious genius.
However, when describing the genius, he used the term "eccentric."
Of course, it was because this genius indeed acted a bit abnormally—damn, you have such top-level technology, why cheaply sell it to a big-chested but brainless heiress-ditz?!
Why not develop it yourself?
Even if you’re broke, just by revealing this technology, countless investors would be crying and screaming to finance "Daddy Genius."
Yet, this genius sold the holographic technology to He Sitian.
Damn it, was this person brain-damaged, or did they truly see themselves above such tech, casually discarding it like junk?
Similar doubts and snide remarks weren’t exclusive to Assistant Zhou; everyone who "found out" the truth behind the Zhou Family’s technology was internally repeating them.
Even Mr. He, after sorting out a heap of messes for his beloved daughter, couldn’t resist seeking some clarity.
But upon arriving at his daughter and son-in-law’s villa, he realized the young couple wasn’t even home.
Mr. He called in a hurry, "Sitian, where are you?"
"Dad, Wenkang and I are on a cruise. Wenkang wanted to see the sunrise at sea, and I’ve been a bit tired these past few days, so I thought I’d play at sea for a few days!"
"Oh dad, I’ve got to go, Wenkang is about to paint my portrait, I’m hanging up!"
He Tiantian hurriedly uttered a few words and then directly cut off the call.
Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, a string of ellipses bubbled up in Mr. He’s mind.
This daughter of his!
Indeed, she remained as playful as ever.
Had she forgotten that she still had a position, that she was the General Manager of He Group?
And furthermore, although the group’s crisis had temporarily passed, with the stock still skyrocketing, she couldn’t completely let go of her responsibilities.
Didn’t her darling daughter worry at all that the company might face new troubles?
Was she not concerned about the performance and feedback after the new smart assistant was launched?
Sigh! So worrisome, she is already twenty-five or twenty-six years old, married, and soon to become a mother, yet still so indulged in play and capriciousness!
To leave without even notifying her parents!
The more Mr. He thought, the more suffocated he felt, fervently muttering in his heart: my own flesh and blood, my own flesh and blood, my own flesh and blood!
They had only this one child with his wife, and back when they started the business, the couple had been so busy that they somewhat neglected their child.
Feeling guilty for not being there for their daughter’s growth, the He couple could only compensate with more money.
Over time, they had raised a capricious, selfish, and prodigal daughter like He Sitian.
Mr. and Mrs. He had fretted, gotten angry, countless times, but ultimately, the daughter turning out this way was their mistake.
There was nothing to do but continue to spoil her.
If the daughter only cared about eating, drinking, and having fun, then they’d hire professional managers to run the company.
If the daughter was pampered and willful, then forget about matching social status and just find a son-in-law who could put up with her.