My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!

Chapter 565: Sword Master


Glancing at the live stream of the press conference with increasingly dense, waterfall-like, crazily refreshing bullet comments.

Meng Lang knew that this press conference would probably generate several hot searches.

He could almost imagine how these cutting-edge technologies, once they hit the market, would deal a dimensional blow to the competitor companies worldwide.

However, there was no way around it. Since I was purged from the workplace, I could only retaliate by shaking up the market...

All sorts of fair or unfair competition were foreseeable, but fortunately, having a legendary CEO meant that Meng Lang didn't need to overly concern himself with the commercial aspects.

He switched the screen image, and a camera in the venue slowly moved, focusing on the guest seats.

Integrate resources internally, and don't forget about 'interventionism' externally...

As the lens zoomed in, a somewhat 'delicate' face appeared on the screen...

...

Iwazaki Hideyoshi, surrounded by his entourage, followed the crowd out of the press conference venue.

Like many around him, even after leaving the press conference, his face still retained a sense of shock.

Looking at people around either excitedly heading to the outdoor test drive areas for a hands-on experience with the new cars or enthusiastically calling their editors to prepare reports on today's series of explosive news.

He couldn't help but become increasingly grave.

Being the head of this research delegation was originally just a guise for Iwazaki Hideyoshi to stay temporarily in Country Hua under the radar.

Unexpectedly, what began as a ruse led them to discover a dark horse of a company.

He knew that Fusang had lagged behind in smart tech over these years, but he hadn't imagined it could fall this far behind...

"It seems Country Hua is about to see the rise of another behemoth company, not inferior to Hua Wei..."

As the direct heir of the Iwazaki family, trained under elite education, Iwazaki Hideyoshi naturally possessed a keen business acumen.

He clearly understood that if such a formidable competitor were to develop, seizing the market first, their fuel vehicle industry within the group might find its electrification transformation prospects bleak...

Not to mention their ambitious plan of leveraging Web3.0 technology and AI programming to catalyze the Internet of Things, just hearing about it sent chills down his spine.

Though he didn't know how much of the presentation was fluff, from the speed at which they had brought the technology to fruition, it seemed unlikely to be mere talk...

Now, with the whereabouts of the Buddha head unknown, he would appear too incompetent to his grandfather if he did nothing.

This company seemed like a good opportunity, if he could obtain their business secrets...

The question was finding a reason to engage with the company's senior management...

Just as he was calculating how to score some achievements to gain favor in front of the old man, he suddenly sensed something amiss beside him.

Unable to resist, he turned his head to see a small leader from the delegation eagerly approaching with a flattering demeanor.

The two bodyguards behind Iwazaki Hideyoshi immediately looked at him warily.

"Young Master Iwazaki, you seem very interested in this company, Baiyeji?" The small leader maintained a respectful bow without getting too close.

"Hmm?" Iwazaki Hideyoshi raised an eyebrow, "What do you want to say?"

"It's like this, I've heard that after today's press conference, the top echelons of Baiyeji will be entertaining several business elites, seemingly to discuss some business plans.

I have some connections in Country Hua and luckily managed to get an invitation through a friend. I wonder if the young master is interested?" The small leader offered a slightly ingratiating smile.

"Oh?" Iwazaki Hideyoshi became interested at once, casting an approving look at the small leader.

"Yoshi! I didn't expect there was someone as capable as you in the delegation. You're perceptive; I admire you. What's your name?"

Evidently, he had encountered many such subordinates and employees eager to curry favor, and he only viewed the small leader in front of him as an opportunist seeking to show off.

As expected, the small leader showed a pleased expression.

"Reporting to the young master, my name is Nomura Ichiro!"

"Very well, Nomura, take us there! The others can head back to the hotel first."

"Hai! This way, young master!"

Ignoring the practically fiery glares from the delegation leader, the small leader looked jubilant.

After separating from the delegation, Nomura led Iwazaki Hideyoshi and the two bodyguards down a side path. They walked for about seven or eight minutes, with Nomura pointing to a brightly lit hotel in the distance along the way.

"Young master, that's the banquet location. Just across this long corridor, and we're there..."

The corridor was long, flanked by annexes of the expo center and building walls, with street lamps placed every ten meters along the path.

Since it was already night, aside from the main venue of the press conference, most facilities at the expo center were closed, leaving them progressively further from the crowd until nearly no one was in sight.

Though the banquet location pointed out by Nomura was practically within reach, one of the bodyguards still sensed something unusual with his acuity.

"Young master..."

He had just wanted to alert Iwazaki Hideyoshi when, suddenly, a dramatic change occurred!

"Whoosh!" A flash of cold light flickered in the air, as a dark figure shot out from the shadows ahead.

The bodyguard, experienced from numerous battles, instinctively stepped forward to shield Iwazaki Hideyoshi.

"Humph!" The next moment, the bodyguard grunted, clutching his shoulder and staggering back a step, a black four-pointed throwing star lodged between his fingers.

Iwazaki Hideyoshi was taken aback, turning his gaze forward.

He saw two men in black trench coats emerge from the shadows, slowly approaching while drawing out... two Fusang Womao from the long cloth bags in their hands!

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