“Artificial intelligence, that is a distant dream.”
Kenta sighed, but the way he looked at Shinji had completely changed.
It was no longer looking at a rich second generation, but looking at a kindred spirit.
“Dreams must be had, what if they come true?”
Shinji smiled meaningfully, “And, for this dream, I have bet my dowry.
Ahem, I mean, I have bet all my pocket money.”
“Hahahaha!
Interesting way of putting it!”
Kenta laughed loudly and patted Shinji’s shoulder hard, although Shinji was almost patted into coughing, “Good!
For that sentence, after the speech ends later, we must have a good drink.
Oh right, you can’t drink alcohol.
Then we’ll drink tea!”
At this moment, the lights on the stage dimmed, and the host began to warm up the crowd.
“Then, excuse me for a moment.”
Kenta adjusted his clothes and turned to walk toward the stage, his steps lighter and more vigorous than before.
Shinji watched his back and let out a light breath, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
“Acting is really tiring.”
He muttered in a low voice.
Most of those words just now were copied from the conclusions of later generations.
But saying them in 2004, the effect was simply a dimensional strike.
Looking at Kenta’s excited appearance, this wave was stable.
“Boss, your heart rate increased by 20% just now.”
Sirius, who had been standing silently behind the wheelchair, suddenly spoke, her voice very low, audible only to the two of them.
“Shut up, that is excitement.”
Shinji rolled his eyes at her, “You saw it too, right?
That is one of the future richest people in the world.
Follow me, and there will be plenty of scenes like this in the future.”
Sirius did not refute.
For some reason, she was willing to believe the words of this confident young man.
According to her past logical thinking, she believed she must have been influenced by him and turned into a fool.
Her gaze swept across the surroundings, and after confirming there were no security risks, it fell back onto the back of Shinji’s head.
Although he spoke of pocket money, she could see that the ambition displayed by this young man in that instant was even more dazzling than the spotlights on the stage.
And, the artificial intelligence he mentioned just now…
Sirius narrowed her eyes slightly.
As a security personnel who had come into contact with high-end technology, she knew this was not just business, but might also involve the future military and security landscape.
Just how far into the future had this boss seen?
Just at this moment, Shinji’s phone vibrated.
It was a text message from Eri Kisaki.
[If you do not want to be invited to have tea by the tax bureau tomorrow, you had better have your Miss Sirius explain the source of the funds used to purchase Tencent stock yesterday clearly.
In addition, I have already drafted a complaint letter for you regarding the excessively high security service fees of Aegis.
If you are interested, come back and sign it.]
Shinji looked at the phone screen, a genuine smile of pleasure appearing at the corners of his mouth.
How interesting it was to have subordinates infighting.
At this moment, the lights on the stage were focused on the man wearing a leather jacket.
He waved his arms as if he were a general commanding thousands of troops.
On the giant projection screen behind him, the complex circuit diagram of the NV40 architecture unfolded like a maze of the future; it was the ambition of humanity attempting to capture the miracle of light and shadow using silicon wafers.
“Some say that what we are doing is redundant, making expensive toys for a group of kids who only know how to play games.”
Kenta’s voice echoed in every corner through the speakers, “But I tell you, no!
We are building a window to the digital world!
Future graphics cards will not just be rendering polygons; they will simulate fluids, simulate light, and even simulate the thinking of the brain!
The parallel computing power of the GPU is the key to opening the next era!”
The geeks and media people in the audience were ignited by this highly inflammatory speech, and applause erupted like thunder, lasting for a long time.
Shinji sat in the first row, feeling this wave of near-fanatical sound.
Although his heart still beat slowly due to weakness, his blood heated up for the first time in a long while.
This was the magical incantation of the scientific side, without obscure spells, without bloody sacrifices, only logic and a yearning for the future.
The speech neared its end, and Kenta’s emotions were at their peak.
He suddenly stopped, his gaze sweeping over the sea of people below the stage, eventually landing precisely on the center of the first row.
There, that young man was watching him with a calm gaze that transcended his age.
“At the end of today’s speech, I would like to introduce a special friend to everyone.”
Kenta reached out and pointed in Shinji’s direction.
The spotlight moved with it, instantly enveloping Shinji and Sirius behind him.
“Just a few days ago, when the elites of Wall Street were still questioning NVIDIA’s financial reports, there was a young man from the East who used practical action to tell me what is called vision.”
The eyes of the whole audience instantly gathered.
The media’s cameras quickly adjusted their focus, and the sound of shutters connected into a single piece.
In the blinding white light, Shinji’s face, which had one-quarter German ancestry, appeared exceptionally three-dimensional.
The pale skin color actually presented a sickly aristocratic temperament under the lights, and the dark blue suit was tailored appropriately, not appearing wrinkled due to the sitting posture.
And standing behind him, Sirius was cold and beautiful as frost, like a loyal Valkyrie.
This scene had an extremely strong impact.
“Mr.
Shinji, the founder of New World Holdings, and also our newest strategic partner at NVIDIA.”
Kenta said with a smile, his tone full of appreciation, “He is unwell, yet he still insisted on coming to the scene.
Shinji, won’t you say hello to everyone?”
Shinji took a deep breath.
In such an occasion, waving while sitting in a chair was safe, but not shocking enough.
What he wanted was his debut in Tokyo and even the world financial circle; he wanted everyone to remember this name.
“Sirius.”
He called out in a low voice.
No extra instructions were needed; Sirius immediately understood his intent.
She stepped forward half a step, extended an arm, and steadily supported Shinji’s elbow.
Shinji gritted his teeth, mobilizing all the strength he had left.
Right before everyone’s eyes, that young man who seemed extremely weak stood up, shaky, yet incomparably firm.
His figure was slender; although thin, his spine was straight.
He steadied his feet, let go of Sirius’s support, and facing Kenta on the stage, as well as the hundreds of spectators behind him, revealed an impeccable smile.
That was a smile belonging to a winner.
He slowly raised his right hand to greet Kenta, then turned to the audience and waved elegantly.
“Whoa!”
The applause at the scene rose another notch.
People always favor the stories of the strong, and the image of a young tycoon who is physically disabled but strong-willed and has unique vision undoubtedly hit everyone’s excitement point.
“Look at him!”
Kenta exclaimed loudly on stage, as if he saw himself when he was young, “When I was as old as him, I was still worrying about how to assemble a computer.
And he has already seen the future ten years from now!
How young you are, Shinji!”
Shinji maintained his smile; although cold sweat had soaked the shirt on his back, he still responded in a voice that was not loud, but clear enough:
“Just as you said, Mr.
Kenta.”
He looked directly at the graphics card godfather on the stage, his eyes flashing with the light of ambition.
“Young.
Because I am young, I am vigorous.”
Flashes flashed frantically, freezing this moment.
Even Sirius, standing beside him, had her heart beating faster because of this inexplicable power.
In Akihabara at the end of 2004, the future AI godfather and the transmigrator from Fuyuki completed a high-five across dimensions under the witness of countless films.
The next day, the front page headline of the Nikkei News was already reserved: “Young and Vigorous: Mysterious Youth Gambles Sixty Million US Dollars on the Future.”