Chapter 381: Oscars and Qin Shi Huang

Chen Nuo did not love watching television in his past life; the time he spent in bars, nightclubs, and motels in places like Chinatown and Koreatown far exceeded the time he spent in front of a TV set.

Likewise,

he did not know back then that he would be reborn, and even less could he have imagined

that he, Chen Nuo, would one day have the opportunity to create countless "firsts" and serve as the host of the Academy Awards ceremony!

Otherwise, he surely would have scoured through every awards ceremony recording since the year 2000, doing everything in his power to learn how to amuse the audience without losing his composure during a three-hour live broadcast, and to copy every hilarious bit.

But the reality is that he did not.

The examples in his mind were few and far between; he couldn't choose more even if he wanted to.

And so, there was no need to overthink it.

He could only apologize to Ellen DeGeneres.

Ellen DeGeneres, born in 1953, is a legend in the American entertainment industry and the first actor to publicly come out in a prime-time series, setting a precedent in television history. Her show, *The Ellen DeGeneres Show*, dominated daytime ratings across the U. S. for 19 consecutive years and garnered 61 Emmy Awards.

She hosted the Oscars twice, in 2007 and 2014.

After hosting in 2007, it nearly impacted her career.

Yet seven years later, in 2014, she made a comeback, creating a miracle that had never been seen before and likely never will again.

Chen Nuo had watched that particular ceremony.

And he wasn't the only one.

It could be said that back in 2014, internet users all over the world—whether you were in China, the U. S., South Africa, Argentina, or even Lesotho—if you had been online, you should have seen it, or at least heard of the relevant clips.

That night, Ellen DeGeneres made the Oscars and social media blend together like water and milk.

After that ceremony, Ellen was also hailed as "the woman who brought the Oscars into every household."

As a newly debuted literary plagiarist, the moment he thought about claiming such a monumental achievement for himself, Chen Nuo couldn't help but blush slightly after finishing his sentence.

However, the others at the conference table couldn't help but look at each other.

Then, a young, beautiful woman with black hair and a lithe figure, sitting at the end of the table, let out a "pfft" of laughter.

This sound was like a switch, causing everyone at the table to burst into laughter.

Producer Tang Na Gigliotti chuckled, and with the tolerance and gentleness of an elder toward a junior, she said, "Chen, you're very kind, but we don't need to discuss ordering pizza for the staff on-site here; we will naturally have someone to arrange that when the time comes."

Director David Hill also chimed in with a smile, "That's right, we would prefer you to focus your attention on the program."

"No, I mean..."

Chen Nuo, without blushing or skipping a beat, gave a general outline of his concept. As an actor, Chen Nuo entered a role quite quickly. After the initial slight discomfort, he immediately entered the state of a literary plagiarist, calmly claiming Ellen's idea as his own and believing it to be his own thought.

As a result, before he had even finished speaking, the black-haired woman who had laughed first laughed again, this time even louder.

She then abruptly covered her mouth, her eyes curving into crescents as she laughed, the words squeezing out from between her fingers: "I'm sorry, I... hahahahaha."

Chen Nuo's face darkened, and he said, "Ms. Thompson, is what I said that funny?"

He knew who this woman was. Previously in Toronto, Canada, when Dawn Hudson came to sign the letter of intent with him, she had brought this beautiful woman in her 20s along. She was the assistant to Dawn Hudson, the CEO of the Academy Awards organizing committee, and was representing Dawn Hudson at this first preparatory meeting for the hosting team.

"Yes, a little bit."

Laura Thompson stifled her laughter and glanced at Tang Na Gigliotti and David Hill. The former looked helpless, while the latter also had an expression of trying to hold back laughter and gave her a wink.

Laura then spoke frankly, "Chen, I don't know what you're thinking, but you actually believe that big stars like Brad Pitt and Meryl Streep would eat your greasy pizza while dressed in their finery? This is simply too absurd."

Chen Nuo said sincerely, "Big stars are human too; after going through a 4-hour awards ceremony, they get hungry too."

Laura chuckled, "No, I don't think so. I believe they would rather go hungry than touch that kind of thing."

"Besides, the Oscars backstage has long prepared exquisite catering; there's no need for you to worry about ordering pizza on-site."

"And just think, Meryl in an evening gown with oily hands, Brad with ketchup all over his mouth—is that a picture worth seeing?"

"Are you here to host the ceremony, or to throw a pizza party?"

Chen Nuo shook his head and said, "No, no, no, Laura, let me tell you, at an awards ceremony, especially one as glamorous as the Oscars, not a single Hollywood star will eat your so-called backstage catering. Do you know why?"

Laura paused, looked left and right, and seeing that Tang Na and Martin had both fallen into deep thought, she had to speak up unwillingly, "Why?"

"Because of maintaining their figures. These men and women, in order to squeeze their fat asses or flabby bellies into those gorgeous gowns, usually go hungry for an entire day before the ceremony, just to present a perfect figure in front of the camera."

"And when they have been starving in their seats for a full 4 hours just to maintain their star figures, at this moment, if a steaming, fragrant pizza appears before their eyes..."

"I guarantee you, someone will want to eat it."

In the bustling corridor, Laura Thompson chased after Tang Na Gigliotti, saying with an unwilling expression, "Tang Na, do you really believe what he said? Do you really think Leonardo DiCaprio would eat pizza in full view of everyone, in front of billions of global viewers?"

Tang Na stopped in her tracks, turned back, and said, "Of course, I believe it."

Laura Thompson said loudly in disbelief, "Tang Na!?"

Tang Na Gigliotti smiled indulgently, "Laura, why wouldn't I believe it? Didn't you hear him? He's about to attend that party boy's party; the whole U. S. knows the two of them have a friendship. He hands him a pizza—why wouldn't he eat it?"

Laura's beautiful face suddenly took on a constipated expression, "I was just giving an example, Tang Na."

Tang Na smiled, "I'm also just reminding you that he isn't an ordinary host; he is a big-name star himself. So when he says that's how they think, it's hard for me to refute it. Because I'm just an ordinary person who eats whenever I want."

Laura said with dissatisfaction, "But this is really too absurd. Ordering pizza at the Oscars, my god, I feel like this is a huge joke. This is bound to be a disaster. By comparison, I even feel his selfie idea isn't that bad. Although I don't think any mobile phone advertiser would buy it. An advertising opportunity where neither the logo nor the name is shown. Haha. A fantasy."

Tang Na smiled, "But what does that matter?"

"How could it not matter?"

Laura said with an irritable expression, but immediately, she looked at Tang Na's smiling face and paused, "Wait, are you saying?"

Tang Na said helplessly, "I've known your mother for over twenty years, Laura; I didn't expect you to be such an honest little thing."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Hehe, Laura, since your mother brought you into this circle, you'll learn sooner or later how to deal with those big Hollywood stars. Just learn well this time, little Laura."

Chen Nuo was preparing to buy a house.

The house was in Trousdale Estates in the northern part of Beverly Hills, Mediterranean style, covering 1.2 acres with a building area of 8,500 square feet. Situated halfway up the mountain, it featured 5 bedrooms, 7 bathrooms, an infinity pool, a home theater, a 4-car garage, and so on.

It was about a 10-15 minute drive from Leonardo DiCaprio's Bird Streets estate, and the surrounding neighbors included Nicole Kidman, David Beckham, Jennifer Aniston, and others, which could be considered a proper Hollywood luxury mansion.

At a price of 9 million dollars, his past self absolutely couldn't afford it, but now, he actually felt it was quite cheap.

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

The house was introduced to him by Leonardo DiCaprio at the premiere party of *Twilight 3* after he learned that Chen Nuo wanted to buy a house.

At this moment, Leonardo DiCaprio was also accompanying him, walking and looking around, "I almost chose this place before, but I just didn't like its decoration style."

"No cacti planted, right?" Chen Nuo was also looking around. If he bought it, this would be his second house in America, and also the first one he bought with his own money; he had to be cautious.

Leonardo DiCaprio smiled, "You could say that."

The cactus was a joke and had nothing to do with the green plants that American environmentalists loved so much; Leonardo DiCaprio probably didn't like the gaudy gold decorations inside the house, but Chen Nuo actually thought they were quite good. He believed that a certain golden-haired fatty would also think they were quite good. When he invited him to eat here, he should receive quite a few "good, very good" comments.

However, the decoration in many places was a bit old; if he really wanted to move in, it would need a major renovation.

"By the way," Leonardo DiCaprio continued, "I checked my stock account today, and I am very grateful to you for recommending Apple stock to me. From today on, you are the only stockbroker I trust. I swear. Your status in my heart is even more lofty than Warren's."

Chen Nuo smiled with a little pride, "Don't say that, it was just good luck."

Leonardo DiCaprio sighed and said, "I just wish I could go back to that time and buy all of it with all my money."

Then, he looked at Chen Nuo with a curious expression, "How much did you earn? You shouldn't have bought it at the time of the Berlin Film Festival, right?"

Chen Nuo said, "Me? I bought it last year."

"Last year?"

"Yep, in February."

"How much was it then?"

"2.7 dollars."

"What!?" Leonardo DiCaprio immediately shouted.

"Keep it down, the economic crisis had just ended at that time. It was only worth that much."

"My god, you... how much did you buy??"

"Haha, do you really want to know?"

"Tell me quickly, motherfucker, I've earned a 50% increase on 10 million dollars from February to now, and I already feel like I'm the king of the world. What about you? How much did you earn?"

Looking at Leonardo DiCaprio's impatient appearance, Chen Nuo smiled, "I... won't tell you."

"Fuck!" Leonardo DiCaprio grabbed his neck and put him in a chokehold, "Are you going to tell me or not?"

"Not telling!" Chen Nuo grabbed his arm and prepared to perform a shoulder throw.

But Leonardo DiCaprio's weight gain during this period had been quite effective; he didn't even sway, but instead shifted his center of gravity and dragged Chen Nuo toward the poolside.

As a result, Chen Nuo's flat shoes slipped on the smooth tiles, and he almost fell into the water with him.

Leonardo DiCaprio hurriedly let go, and both of them lost their balance and fell onto the lawn by the pool.

Then they looked at each other and laughed together.

"Damn it, I just bought these Versace pants." Leonardo DiCaprio said panting, "Tell me quickly, fuck, satisfy my curiosity."

Chen Nuo glanced at the real estate agent standing at the door, feeling that the other party couldn't hear, and then said with pride, "I bought 20 million worth."

Leonardo DiCaprio was stunned, "And now? How much did you earn?"

Chen Nuo chuckled, "Not much, earned 50 million."

Leonardo DiCaprio was dumbfounded.

Then he looked at him through gritted teeth, feeling like he wanted to pounce on him and bite a piece of meat off.

Looking at Leonardo DiCaprio's jealous appearance, Chen Nuo decided not to mention that he had bought Berkshire Hathaway at over 40,000 dollars a share, which had now soared to 120,000 dollars a share.

Although it couldn't compare to Apple's 270% increase, the 50 shares he bought with the original 20 million were now worth 60 million dollars.

That is to say, after two years, the value of the U. S. stocks he bought with 40 million had now exceeded 130 million dollars, more than doubling.

Be a friend of time.

For others, it's nonsense, but for Brother Nuo, it's serious.

Because he knows where time is going.

Haha.

If it weren't for this, with his current financial situation, still taking out loans to scrape together money to buy FB shares, how could he feel that a 9-million-dollar house was cheap?

Leonardo DiCaprio looked insanely jealous, and after much persuasion, he insisted that Chen Nuo take him along to get rich in the future.

Actually, Chen Nuo knew that this guy also had a way with investment; he had real estate all over the world, and ten years later, calculating his wealth, it probably wouldn't lose to the founders of some small technology companies.

However, the speed of real estate appreciation compared to stocks was definitely a drop in the bucket.

When Chen Nuo agreed, Leonardo DiCaprio patted his chest and said, "From now on, you are my best friend besides Tobey."

Chen Nuo chuckled, "Is that so? That's perfect, as one of your best friends, let me ask you, do you have anything to do on February 27th?"

"No. Why? Fuck, nonono, no way. You want me to go to the Oscars to be humiliated by you? Sorry, I'm not going."

"My friend, do you still want to win an Oscar in the future?"

"What does this have to do with me winning an Oscar?"

"Come on, you don't even actively participate in the awards ceremony; why would the Academy give you an award? We have a saying in China: 'When you stand in front of the camera lens long enough, the protagonist will sooner or later be you.' Understand what I mean?" Chen Nuo coaxed him.

Leonardo DiCaprio laughed and said, "Don't tell me you became the host because of this!"

Chen Nuo chuckled, "Otherwise? Do you think I gave up the Chinese New Year to come here to accompany you Americans for Happy New Year for what? Am I mentally ill?"

Leonardo DiCaprio was dumbfounded for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "Motherfucker, you really have a way, no wonder you can win so many awards... Speaking of which, since you are so capable, why were you treated like that at that Golden Horse Award thing..."

Damn, this is digging up old dirt, isn't it?

However, in the end, Leonardo DiCaprio, who failed to be nominated for Best Actor for *Shutter Island*, still agreed.

In this way, he had one more person he could tease unscrupulously on-site.

Hehe, thinking about how many jokes he could make with this chubby Leonardo DiCaprio, Chen Nuo felt a little more confident about the success of hosting.

Afterward, while chatting with Leonardo DiCaprio, he toured the whole house.

"Hey, come here." Chen Nuo beckoned to the real estate agent.

Waiting for the middle-aged man with a hopeful and excited expression to come over.

Chen Nuo asked straightforwardly, "The decoration of this house is too old, I still have to spend a renovation fee, you ask the landlord if it can be a little less." The middle-aged real estate agent was stunned for a moment, then showed a professional smile and said, "Mr. Chen, what you said makes sense, this house is indeed a bit old, and updating the decoration is inevitable. However, in the Trousdale area, 9 million is already the bottom price after the financial crisis. I can call the landlord now to see if I can negotiate a discount, but honestly, the landlord's psychological expectation is quite firm, how much do you want to lower it? So I have a bottom line."

"As much as possible."

"Then, okay."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and walked to the side to dial the number. He lowered his voice, but Chen Nuo could still hear a few sentences: "Hey, Ms. Theron, it's me, William..."

Leonardo DiCaprio whispered from the side: "Did I tell you that this was Charlize Theron's house before?"

"Huh?"

"Yes, she has made a few bad movies in the past two years and lost a lot of money in stocks." As he said this, Leonardo DiCaprio winked at him and said lecherously, "I bet if she knew your ability, she would be willing to do anything you want."

Chen Nuo smiled, "Is that so? Then I want her to kick your ass."

Leonardo DiCaprio also laughed and said, "Don't be like that, that's too cheap for her. By the way, how is your hosting work preparation going?"

"Quite smoothly, much smoother than I imagined..."

The two chatted for a while, William finished his call, and later said that Theron was in a hurry, and if Chen Nuo could finish the inspection and pay in full, he could lower it by another 200,000 dollars.

Chen Nuo actually didn't know how to bargain, but hearing 200,000 felt pretty good. He immediately wrote a check for 30,000 dollars as a deposit.

Speaking of a house of this level, it certainly couldn't be just him and Leonardo DiCaprio looking at it; before paying in full, he had to hire a professional inspector to come and see it. The process was quite complicated; in short, from paying in full to the transfer, it took about 20 days.

Plus the renovation and rectification, by the time he moved in, it would probably be after the Oscars.

When Leonardo DiCaprio asked him how the Oscar preparations were going, Chen Nuo indeed felt it was quite smooth.

And at this stage, he wasn't too busy; except for going to a meeting every two days, he didn't have much to do, much easier than he thought.

However, the day after the house was settled, at this time, it had been 10 days since he first discussed his concept with the director team, and the process framework of the normal awards ceremony was gradually taking shape.

After discussing the first draft of the opening monologue, Chen Nuo remembered the things he had entrusted before and asked about them.

Then... he discovered something was wrong.

These motherfuckers felt like they were stalling him!

Asked if the pizza shop had been found, and they gave him Domino's (the largest pizza chain brand in the U. S.).

Asked if the mobile phone brand had been contacted, and they said it was still in contact. But clearly, the advertiser who bought the most in this ABC ad was Samsung. Still haven't made contact after 10 days?

I don't believe your ghost.

If you say these foreigners are seriously doing things, Chen Nuo really doesn't believe it at all.

As a result, after the meeting, in the car, Allison Graham heard his suspicion and said straightforwardly: "... they are indeed stalling you. It's very simple, they don't think you are serious, or rather, they think you, like other Hollywood people, will change your mind very quickly. So, they agree first, and then drag it out until you change your mind. And this is also my usual practice in the past."

Chen Nuo said, "Then why didn't you remind me? Allison."

Allison smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Because I thought the same as them. Sorry, Chen. But, I know your determination now, what do you want me to do?"

Chen Nuo felt a little helpless in his heart.

Qi Yuntian returned to the mainland after accompanying him to the Golden Horse Awards and would only come over after finishing the recruitment work.

If he were here, Chen Nuo believed that this situation would definitely not happen. And the misunderstanding between him and Allison now just shows that in the relationship between people, sometimes ability is not the most important thing, mutual understanding is.

And at the same time he and Allison were talking in the car,

two women in the conference room he had just left were discussing the same thing.

Tang Na shrugged and said, "I really didn't expect him to bring this up again."

Laura giggled and said, "Me too, I thought his team had stopped him from those absurd ideas. So what now? He didn't look very happy when he left just now. Okay, Tang Na, how would you handle this situation?"

Tang Na glared at her and said, "Don't be so naughty, Laura. Okay, I'll wait for him to come to us now, and then... I'll tell him that we don't have enough manpower and ask him to wait a little longer."

"Oh~" Laura suddenly realized, "In short, it's procrastination?"

"Yes, procrastination, let him give up on his own, instead of rejecting him directly."

However, to the surprise of both, until the next meeting started, Chen Nuo did not contact them, and even did not mention this matter at the meeting.

After the meeting, the two gathered together again.

"He should have given up, right?"

"Presumably so."

"Finally... God, finally don't have to deal with his absurd ideas anymore. I contacted Samsung through ABC these past two days. They were quite willing at first, but when they heard there was no logo, no name, and they had to pay extra... hehe, let alone 5 million dollars, they wouldn't even pay an extra 100,000 dollars."

"Okay, Laura. So, have you learned? Look at him now, did he give up on his own? Did this save us a lot of trouble? So, in the future, when you encounter similar things, you don't need to have any disputes with the other party at all, just drag it out, 99% of them will change their minds on their own."

"Understood, Tang Na, thank you. I've learned."

Shenzhen, China.

Zone B of a company headquarters building.

It was 8 o'clock in the evening, but strangely, the office area of this company was still brightly lit.

As the head of the Brand and Communications Department of the Marketing Department, Li Yaoming was sitting at his desk, staring at a PPT on the computer screen.

This was a new machine promotion report he had prepared for the CES exhibition to be held in Las Vegas, USA, in two weeks.

The CES exhibition, the International Consumer Electronics Show, is one of the world's largest consumer technology industry events and the preferred platform for major global brands to launch new products, held in Las Vegas every January.

And their company was also about to launch a new mobile phone called U8800 at the 2011 CES conference.

This was their company's first mid-range mobile phone, a key step in the company's transformation from low-end OEM to an independent brand, and it also carried the company's hope of establishing a firm foothold in the global mobile phone market.

Therefore, everyone in the company attached great importance to this.

Tomorrow, he would take this U8800 European and American market brand promotion plan to report to the head of the Mobile Phone Business Group.

At that time, he heard that not only the Mobile Phone Business Group, but even higher-level group leaders would come. This forced him to be doubly cautious, for fear of any leaks, so he worked overtime until this time.

However, since he joined this company, which day of the year did he not work overtime? His wife and children should also be used to it. Anyway, all complaints would disappear in front of the numbers on his monthly salary card.

Li Yaoming rubbed his temples, picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a sip, his brows slightly frowned—the coffee was already cold. Just as he was about to get up to get a cup of hot water in the pantry, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Li Yaoming glanced at the caller ID, it was a strange number, but he still answered it: "Hello, hello."

A crisp voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, may I ask if this is Manager Li Yaoming?"

"Yes, I am, who are you?"

"I am from the Beijing Huanxin Company, my name is Guli Nazha."

The female voice on the phone contained a kind of pride, which made Li Yaoming sound somewhat familiar. Because when people from their company go out to talk about things, they often use this tone to say "I am from XX."

However, he had never heard of the name Huanxin Company, he could guarantee that it was absolutely not a company famous among their peers or in the industry, which was very contradictory to the tone of this girl.

And the name Guli Nazha... um, should be a Uyghur.

With various doubts, Li Yaoming very skillfully did not show it, smiled and pretended to be very familiar, and said: "Oh, so it's Huanxin Company, Ms. Guli Nazha, right? May I ask what you are looking for me for?"

"It's like this, I just checked, I heard that your company has a new mobile phone to be launched recently, so I want to contact you and ask if you want to advertise?"

When Li Yaoming suddenly realized, he frowned secretly again.

It is not strange for an advertising company to find him here.

The strange thing is, he has been in the industry for more than ten years and has come into contact with countless types of advertisers. Which professional advertising company's business person would speak like this?

What "do you want to advertise?"

Unprofessional, too unprofessional.

His first reaction was that he didn't want to say more and wanted to hang up the phone.

But the moment before he was about to hang up, Li Yaoming hesitated again, because the voice of this Uyghur girl named Guli Nazha was quite nice, which made his heart, which had been tortured by PPT for a long time, get some relaxation.

Finally, he patiently said: "Yes, we have relevant promotion plans. However, it is a pity that we are not prepared to do domestic advertising now, we are now preparing to invest in the foreign market."

Li Yaoming did not lie.

The launch time of U8800 in China is the second half of the year, and their company has also negotiated cooperation with Unicom, which will imitate iPhone 4 and become a Unicom contract machine. At that time, it will be promoted by Unicom, and they don't need to worry too much at all.

Originally, he thought his words would make the other party retreat, but he didn't expect the young girl on the other end of the phone to say happily: "That's right, Manager Li, what I want to talk to you about is foreign promotion."

Li Yaoming smiled silently, not believing it a little, "Oh? Then may I ask which countries you can promote?"

"Which countries? Wait a minute, Manager Li, let me check."

The voice paused, and then Li Yaoming heard the keyboard sound there, obviously the girl was checking something with the computer.

It's ridiculous, but now that things have come to this, Li Yaoming is not in a hurry, picked up the cold coffee and drank it slowly.

After a while,

the voice came again, as if reading from the product manual: "Covering a total of 225 countries and regions around the world..."

"Pfft."

The coffee in Li Yaoming's mouth sprayed out all at once.

"Cough, cough, cough."

After coughing for a long time, he slowed down.

At this point, no matter how good the voice was, Li Yaoming couldn't continue.

Because this is too fucking ridiculous, this is definitely a liar, and a liar who treats him like a retard.

"Covering a total of 225 countries and regions? Are you the Oscars?" Li Yaoming said, without waiting for a reply, he hung up the phone with a click, and then got up to pour coffee.

But when he came back, the phone on the table was still ringing tirelessly.

Li Yaoming was speechless and had to pick up the phone again.

Sure enough, it was still that female liar who called.

"Manager Li, why did you cut off there?"

Li Yaoming listened to the other party's ignorant tone and thought that this woman was either a seasoned liar pretending to be young, or a girl who was probably just 18 years old, so ignorant and didn't understand any human sophistication.

But he felt that the possibility of the former was almost 99%.

Immediately, he said angrily: "I hung up. What's the matter?"

"Ah? Why? Don't you want to cooperate?"

"What the hell, cooperate with what?"

"The Oscars, didn't you know just now?"

"Hahahahahaha." Li Yaoming really hadn't laughed like this for a long time, laughing until tears were about to flow out, while laughing and saying: "Oscars? Hahahaha, Oscars, which country's Oscars? I'm convinced, hahaha I just said Oscars, and you really became the Oscars, right?"

The girl's voice was a little anxious, which sounded like panic after being exposed to Li Yaoming.

"No, what are you laughing at, Manager Li. I am from Huanxin Company, it is really the American Oscars, do you want to advertise on it?"

Li Yaoming really had a stomach ache from laughing at this time, feeling that this liar was really too cute, and he didn't know which liar company would send such a rookie liar to cheat.

What kind of people can be cheated by her?

Probably only Chef Fan. Seven monkeys on the tree, one monkey on the ground, how many monkeys in total.

He remembered a liar text message he saw on the Internet recently, and really couldn't help it, smiling and saying: "You are the Oscars? If you are the Oscars, then I am Qin Shi Huang."

This joke that blurted out made Li Yaoming regret it for a long, long time afterwards.

Because from then on, he had an extra nickname in the company.

Moreover, it was shouted out by President Ren at the company's year-end internal summary meeting, which immediately made his nickname "Qin Shi Huang" resound throughout Huawei.

PS:

2000 monthly ticket update.

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