Elsewhere, Qian Yuling stayed awake. After reading the message from Zhao An, she personally oversaw the factory renovations. She was well aware of the current market economy, and the Symbian operating system was indeed outdated, yet no new mobile phone operating system had emerged. Perhaps no one had noticed, or perhaps no one could detect it.
Symbian was usable, but it was incompatible with many things.
With the advancement of technology, many things were becoming universal. The inability to receive emails or access documents on mobile phones had become a problem.
The price of access was also very high, nearly 10,000 yuan per phone. With an average salary of 2,000 to 3,000 yuan, buying a phone would require a long time of saving, and the need for one was not high.
Going for high-end brands was effective, but the low-end market was the real gold mine. Whoever could seize the market would reap the rewards.
Qian Yuling researched the information and discovered that if she entered the mobile phone manufacturing industry, the initial profits from promotion would be very substantial. Add to that the overseas licensing and negotiations with Shanxing Group, and she could offset nearly half of her debt.
This wasn't an exaggeration; it was the truth. Without the Android system, the electronics industry, upon which Shanxing Group relies for survival, would be on the decline. This was obvious, and to obtain the system data, she would have to negotiate with her. Forget blackmail; she was actually on the active side. Even if Shanxing Group demanded payment, there were still months to go. This was more than enough to sell to other mobile phone companies for cash. To sever one's future for a moment's gain proved the current head of Shanxing Group to be an idiot.
Thinking of the future, Qian Yuling couldn't help but smile. "It seems like cooperating with Zhao An wasn't the wrong move, haha, little one!" As if thinking of the pleasure of anal sex, she smiled again.
Now wasn't the right time. She didn't like standing behind a man. After playing the role of a strong woman for so long, she had come to view Zhao An as a man to satisfy her sexual desires. She would still handle things on her own, unless it was beyond her control. Independence and self-reliance offered more freedom than dependence on men. A canary? That was the idea of a materialistic woman with no ambition.
Qian Yuling, lost in thought, received a call. She hesitated for a moment, glancing at the number before finally answering. "Mom."
A cheerful woman's voice reached the other end. "Yuling, are you going home for the New Year? Come back to the Qian family for the New Year."
"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll see if I have time when the time comes." Qian Yuling frowned, seemingly unwilling to speak with her mother.
"Come back. I haven't seen you in ages. Come back and talk." The woman's voice was kind, and even those who couldn't see her could sense her beauty. A woman with a pleasant voice isn't necessarily beautiful, but a woman with a magnetic presence and aura is definitely not ugly!
"Let's talk later. I'll see." Qian Yuling didn't agree immediately; she didn't want to go back.
"Are you still blaming me?" the woman pressed.
"No, I just don't want to deal with all the gossip from the aunts and uncles." Qian Yuling's expression was faintly disdainful. She had learned much from her mother, and it was her mother who arranged her to marry into the Tang family. "Then come back. Rumors will always be there. If you're not envied, you're mediocre, aren't you?" The woman let out a silvery laugh. It was hard to imagine the miraculous beauty of a woman so well-maintained.
"Well, I'll tell you in advance when the time comes. Mom, I'm hanging up first." Qian Yuling hung up the phone, seeming a bit evasive.
A beautiful woman sitting in the old house put down the phone with a smile, a lit cigarette beside her. It seemed as if time had left no mark on her face, only subtle crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Her ageless charm was fully displayed, worthy of the woman who gave birth to Qian Yuling. Who would have guessed her true age? Judging by her appearance alone, she must be between thirty and forty at most. Her maintenance was ridiculous!
"You're such a child who hasn't grown up yet." The beautiful woman shook her head, picking up her cigarette and lighting it again.
And in the distant city of Hengdu, a vast gathering place of elite talent, countless outsiders flowed in daily, trying to make a fortune and settle down.
This place boasts the best schools, the longest history, and the most advanced technological institutions.
The four great families are all hidden here. Truly great families are incredibly low-key. Their descendants aren't all bragging, nouveau riche, the kind of idiots eager to reveal their fathers.
Family upbringing is what distinguishes the second-generation rich from the children of established families. These people often appreciate being called "children of established families," not "second-generation" children. In their eyes, the second-generation rich are just rural nouveau riche.
It may sound unbelievable, but it's true. Whenever those in higher positions look down on those of lower status, they do so with a touch of arrogance and disdain. Disdain is perfectly normal. Even in school, good students and bad students often look down on each other, so how much more so in society?
The Bai family, one of the four great families, is also located in Hengdu. They control a large part of the aviation industry. This long-standing family has dabbled in various industries, pursuing anything that can make money. Naturally, their most famous is aviation. How can flying airplanes not be profitable?
At the Bai family meeting, all the elders who were supposed to be present were in attendance.
The previous incident in which the Tang family elders were replaced had a significant impact, forcing most of the family elders to lose their power, leaving only a single figurehead standing.
Bai Song, the head of the Bai family, held a folder in front of him. "Everyone, please take a look at this document."
The file contained information about the children of each branch of the family. There were a large number of children, some taking the surnames of the women, others the surnames of the men.
Many of the lists were completely different; the branches of a large family were truly astonishing.
One of the lists would have surprised Zhao An immensely, for no other reason than his profile picture and recent activities were on the file!
Everyone had this file and was looking at it. It was a confidential document, accessible only during meetings.
The family genealogy was only accessible to the head of the family: one for the head and one for the elders. The elders now served more as supporting characters, remaining silent, their authority handed down as they aged.