"Excuse me, you're blocking my way."
Lin Wen's voice was incredibly calm, yet it sounded like a bolt of lightning striking Zhao Tao's ears.
The hand that was extended for a handshake froze on the spot, motionless.
Had he misheard? Had he been completely ignored?
Zhao Tao felt a sense of absurdity, but before he could react, Lin Wen saw that he hadn't moved and simply sidestepped him, then walked directly towards Wang Yu.
"Mr. Wang Yu, I apologize for the disturbance."
Lin Wen walked straight to Wang Yu and, to everyone's surprise, bowed to him at a 90-degree angle.
Upon seeing Lin Wen bow, the guards and subordinates behind him also bowed in unison. Dongma Country was a nation with a very strict clan hierarchy. This was evident from the fact that the supervisor, La Qi, hadn't dared to utter a sound when Lin Wen dealt with him earlier.
Therefore, even though Lin Wen's subordinates were filled with confusion, they followed suit and bowed.
In an instant, more than ten people were bowing to Wang Yu, creating a spectacular scene!
Huh? What's going on?
Why would this young man, who clearly had significant standing, bow to Wang Yu, a young factory director with no renown, so humbly and respectfully?
And what was most infuriating was that Wang Yu actually accepted this bow with such composure! Did he not feel he was unworthy of it?
Had he considered whether he deserved such treatment?
Everyone nearby was inwardly grumbling, filled with jealousy, resentment, envy, and confusion… all their gazes were fixed on Wang Yu.
Of course, the most fervent gaze came from Zhao Tao.
Zhao Tao was furious!
Why was this scrawny youngster bowing to Wang Yu? Had his brain turned to mush from studying? Didn't he see that Wang Yu had just kicked his man?
At a time like this, shouldn't he be saying something powerful like, "My people are my responsibility to discipline; outsiders have no right to interfere"?
If you're this weak, do your family members even know?
Zhao Tao roared inwardly, his clenched teeth and intensely burning gaze almost piercing Wang Yu.
Wang Yu, the focus of everyone's attention, didn't share the thoughts of the onlookers. He simply accepted Lin Wen's bow with genuine composure.
Because he could tell that the term "Mr." used by Lin Wen was not a casual address but a respectful title given to those who had attained a certain level of understanding in their field. It was clear that the manuscript he had given out earlier had led this young man to some profound realization.
Therefore, Wang Yu accepted the bow with equanimity.
"Mm, it's nothing, you're too kind."
Wang Yu smiled and replied to Lin Wen, then casually helped him up.
"Mr. Wang, my mentor wishes to meet you."
Lin Wen straightened up and gestured behind him. His subordinates and guards then parted, creating a space.
A sprightly elderly man, leaning on a cane, slowly walked forward, heading directly towards Wang Yu.
It was none other than Lin Wen's mentor at Tiangong University, the renowned expert in television technology, Gao Chengshan.
Despite leaning on his cane, the old man walked with a vigorous stride, giving the impression of striding with great momentum.
Gao Chengshan walked directly towards Wang Yu. Everyone along his path made way.
Well, everyone except Zhao Tao, who was still caught in a state of envy, jealousy, hatred, and bewilderment amidst the path…
Seeing this, Lin Wen's tall and sturdy guard quickly stepped forward and pulled Zhao Tao aside. They couldn't possibly let this insignificant person disturb the elder gentleman!
Of course, due to the speed of his actions, the method was a bit rough, which might have caused Zhao Tao some discomfort. However, these were minor details that could be overlooked…
Zhao Tao stumbled far away, pushed and shoved, falling head over heels and landing face-first in the dirt. His meticulously styled hair, held in place by hairspray, became messy and covered in dust, making him look extremely disheveled.
"I…" Zhao Tao scrambled to his feet, instinctively about to curse, but after glancing at the burly guards and comparing them to his own small arms and legs, he decided to prioritize peace.
After all, Dongma Country was an ally! That's right, it was like that!
Wang Yu, through some clever trickery or underhanded means, had fooled this young man from Dongma Country. But now, with this old man who clearly had a stern and serious expression, appearing shrewd and difficult to deal with, Wang Yu's true colors would surely be revealed.
He just had to watch from the sidelines and see Wang Yu make a fool of himself!
Zhao Tao muttered inwardly, engaging in a mental victory strategy of self-consolation.
Meanwhile, Gao Chengshan slowly approached Wang Yu, observing him intently for a moment. Then, in a tone of hesitant surprise, he spoke,
"I never imagined that the author of that manuscript would truly be as young and uneducated as Lin Wen described. You are Wang Yu, aren't you? A formidable young man!"
Gao Chengshan's words bewildered the onlookers once again, especially Zhao Tao, who hadn't had time to feel happy.
This… this sounds like he's going to be praised?
"Oh? You don't think I'm an imposter or that I've plagiarized someone else's work?"
Wang Yu chuckled. It was indeed because of the manuscript he had given to Lin Wen earlier.
"Hmph, my eyes have seen countless people. How could I be so superficial?" Gao Chengshan tapped his cane and smiled faintly, a hint of pride in his tone,
"It's no exaggeration to say that I know virtually all the experts and leaders in the field of television and digital storage technology, both in our country and worldwide.
The technology revealed in your manuscript is an area I've dedicated decades of research to. If anyone else had achieved such results, I would have known about it long ago!"
After speaking, Gao Chengshan looked directly at Wang Yu,
"Tell me, young man? The manuscript was indeed your work, wasn't it?"
"You have discerning eyes, elder." Wang Yu chuckled.
It wasn't easy! This was the first time he had encountered an elder who didn't act condescendingly or judge him by his appearance.
"Han Jun!"
"Yes? What are your orders, Little Factory Director?"
Han Jun quickly stepped forward.
"Hurry and get a stool for the elder to sit on! Don't you have any observational skills?"
"Oh, yes, yes!"
Before long, a chair was brought over. Gao Chengshan sat down without hesitation and then fixed his gaze on Wang Yu.
"I know you gave this manuscript to Lin Wen, but it wasn't just for him to see, was it? It was more to showcase it to the true professionals at Tiangong University. Am I correct in my assumption?"
Wang Yu chuckled noncommittally at Gao Chengshan's question and handed him a teacup.
He hadn't actually had such complex intentions. However, since the elder had put it that way, then so be it.
"Then, what is it that you require?"
Gao Chengshan took the teacup but did not drink from it. He slowly asked,
"I don't require anything. If I had to say… I want to collect patent fees from around the world. Yes, based on this VCD technology, or perhaps future DVD technology."
Wang Yu interlaced his hands and rested them on his chin. After a moment of thought, he spoke very calmly.