Chapter 88: Modu Meeting

The storm in Nanzhou City was like a pebble cast into the sea — it stirred not the slightest ripple across Qin Feng's vast empire. His gaze had long since turned toward a far broader sky.

Modu, International Conference Center.

The main hall, which could seat several thousand, was packed to capacity; even the aisles were crammed with listeners and media reporters who had come for the fame of it. The air felt a little stifling from the dense crowd, yet every pair of eyes burned with intensity, all focused on the center of the stage.

What was being held here was the annual, highest-tier "Global Economic Forum" main session. And the most anticipated segment today was the first public keynote address by that young titan of wealth who had been stirring up the winds and clouds for nearly half a year — the mysterious Qin Feng.

Lights blazed brilliant; cameras stood like a forest.

When the host announced in an excited voice, "Next, please welcome the founder of Qin Feng Pharmaceuticals and Yaofeng Capital — Mr. Qin Feng!" the entire hall instantly erupted in thunderous applause, and countless gazes snapped in unison toward the stage entrance.

Qin Feng stepped out unhurriedly.

He had not chosen the conventional suit-and-tie, but instead wore a sharply tailored, deep-gray modernized Zhongshan suit — preserving the Eastern understated restraint while incorporating modern, clean lines. His bearing was upright, his features handsome; his youthful face and that composure far beyond his years formed a strange, captivating charm that seized everyone's attention at once.

He walked to the lectern, his gaze sweeping calmly over the dark, dense crowd below — those eyes as deep as an ancient well, yet seeming to hold a wisdom that saw through the affairs of the world. The applause gradually faded; the hall grew so quiet a pin could be heard, and everyone held their breath, waiting for him to speak.

"Distinguished guests, good afternoon." Qin Feng began, his voice carried through the high-quality sound system to every corner of the hall — clear, magnetic, imbued with a strange power to soothe and convince.

He did not glance at any notes; he stood on stage with a relaxed air, as though merely chatting with friends, yet every word he spoke landed with weight.

"Today, I don't wish to indulge in empty talk about macroeconomics, nor to belabor past achievements." He came straight to the point, his tone plain yet confident. "What I want to discuss with you is the future. The era of industrial revolution and technological explosion that is about to arrive — and that we ourselves are opening with our own hands."

His opening was unlike any other, instantly whetting everyone's appetite.

"We have grown accustomed to linear development, accustomed to patching things up within existing technological frameworks. But history teaches us that true leaps always come from overturning the underlying logic, from fearless exploration of the unknown."

The enormous Holographic Screen behind him lit up, and in sync with his speech, began displaying a series of visually striking conceptual images and concise, forceful data.

"Take, for example, the life sciences." Qin Feng's voice rose a few notches. "Are we content merely with curing disease? Or should we be thinking about how to fundamentally strengthen life itself — slow aging, and even… break the inherent limits of life?"

Complex three-dimensional models of genetic chains appeared on screen, along with dynamic simulations of cells revitalized under some kind of energy field. Many biotech experts in the audience widened their eyes — these concepts and simulations far exceeded the current publicly known level of research!

"Another example: energy." Qin Feng shifted his angle, and the screen switched to a clean concept diagram of a high-efficiency fusion reactor. "While we are still endlessly arguing over the depletion and pollution of fossil fuels, is there anyone who dares to invest massively to tackle that seemingly unreachable 'ultimate energy'? To bring inexhaustible, clean energy into reality?"

A low murmur of gasps and discussion rose from the audience. Fusion energy? That was a national-level strategic project — and a private enterprise dared to so brazenly declare its involvement?

"And then there's information transmission, materials science, artificial intelligence…" Qin Feng rattled them off as though reciting his treasures; for every field, he put forward bold visions that transcended current cognitive boundaries, along with the ambitious arrangements already underway. Some of the data and theories he cited even plunged the top scholars in the audience into deep thought, leaving them both shocked and exhilarated.

His speech had no dry theoretical piling-up, no extravagant promises — only a clear outline and firm steps toward the future, supported by powerful confidence and formidable strength.

"Many people ask me why I pour so many resources into these foundational, hugely expensive fields — even into projects that show no return in the short term." Qin Feng paused briefly, his gaze sweeping the hall once more, his eyes sharp and resolute.

"Because I believe the competition of the future will no longer be over a single product or market — it will be a competition of ecosystems and foundations! A competition over who masters core technology, who defines the rules of the future!"

His voice carried an unquestionable force, echoing into every corner of the hall.

"Qin Feng Pharmaceuticals, Yaofeng Capital, and the 'Future Technology Research Institute' we are building — our goal has never been merely to make money. Our mission is to become one of the leaders of this great transformation — to build a Tech Empire that can withstand any storm and endure for generations!"

The four words "Tech Empire" struck like a heavy hammer against every heart.

The audience fell utterly silent; everyone was stunned by Qin Feng's sweeping ambition and crystalline strategy.

"This road is destined to be full of challenges and loneliness. But we are willing to invest, willing to wait, and willing to move forward hand in hand with all like-minded partners." Qin Feng's tone softened, carrying a note of sincere invitation. "Because I believe — only by embracing the future can we create it; only by daring to dream can we make dreams come true!"

The speech ended.

Qin Feng bowed slightly.

After a brief silence came applause like a volcanic eruption — endless, unceasing! The sound waves nearly tore the Ceiling from the hall!

Whether business magnates, academic titans, ordinary listeners, or media reporters — none were not won over by this lofty, forward-looking, sweeping speech.

What they saw was not merely the success story of a young rich man, but a declaration that a new era had begun! A clarion call for the rise of a Tech Empire!

"So stunning! This is the true entrepreneurial spirit!" "His vision is far too vast! Completely beyond our imagination!" "Tech Empire… if he can really do it…" "Quick! Send the draft back! Headline! Absolute headline!"

Media reporters frantically jotted down notes, racing against time to file their stories.

Under the escort of Lei Zhan and others, Qin Feng left the stage with composure, leaving behind a hall still seething and countless gazes too complex to name.

At this Modu meeting, Qin Feng not only made a high-profile appearance, but — with the bearing of a king descending — declared his ambition and blueprint to the entire world.

The name "Qin Feng" was no longer equated with wealth alone; it was now tightly bound to words brimming with power and imagination — "future," "technology," "Empire."

One speech shook the world.

And the era of Qin Feng's Tech Empire officially raised its curtain amid that thunderous applause.