Chapter Three: You Block the Chips; I Buy the Rules

YaoCore held seventy-eight percent of the high-end industrial-controller market and nearly all of the space-grade market. The audience recognized the leash, but no one dared refuse it. Chenzhou sat in the last row. More than two thousand YaoCore chips whispered around him like rain. Through the noise, he heard the stage server. “Demonstration cluster awaiting takeover of Ruifeng line.” “Target time: 14:40.” “Accident script: robot loss of control, minor injury, proof of illegal-circumvention risk.” Han Zheng intended to manufacture an accident on live video. At 2:35, Cheng Yao summoned Wanqing to the stage. The screen displayed Ruifeng’s working factory.