Conference (1)

Inside the Solaris factory, Lin Yun stood in front of the newly assembled CNC lathe. The sun logo on the white body of the machine gleamed under the fluorescent lights, radiating a sense of confidence and precision.

The factory floor buzzed with activity as workers moved about, fine-tuning the final details of the machines. The air was filled with the hum of machinery and the faint scent of oil and metal, a testament to the hard work and dedication that had gone into bringing Lin Yun's vision to life.

Lin Yun crossed his arms, his eyes scanning the lathe with a critical gaze. The machine was a marvel of engineering, its sleek design and advanced components a testament to the countless hours he and his team had poured into its development.

But Lin Yun wasn't one to rest on his laurels. He wanted to know exactly how it measured up—not just against the competition, but against the standards of his own ambitions.

"Luna," he said quietly, his voice barely audible over the factory noise. "Can you give me an evaluation of this lathe?"

"Yes, Master," Luna's voice echoed in his mind, calm and precise as always. "Running diagnostics now."

Lin Yun waited, his expression neutral but his mind racing. He had poured so much of himself into this project, and now, standing here in front of the finished product, he felt a mix of pride and anticipation. This wasn't just a machine—it was a statement. A declaration that Solaris Heavy Works was ready to take its place on the global stage.

After a moment, Luna spoke again. "Diagnostics complete. Master, this CNC lathe has surpassed the level of CNC machines currently available back to Earth. Its precision, efficiency, and durability are unmatched. The integration of your proprietary software and hardware optimizations has resulted in a machine that is not only faster but also more reliable than anything else on the market."

Lin Yun's lips curved into a faint smile. He had expected as much, but hearing it from Luna—his ever-reliable guide and assistant—was still satisfying. "How much better are we talking?" he asked, his tone casual but his interest keen.

"Significantly," Luna replied. "The precision of this lathe is within 0.001 millimeters, which is at least 50% better than the best CNC machines currently available. Its energy efficiency is 30% higher, and its operational lifespan is projected to be twice as long, thanks to the advanced materials and cooling systems you've implemented."

Lin Yun nodded, his smile widening. "And the software?"

"The EDA software integration is seamless," Luna continued. "The machine can process complex designs in a fraction of the time it would take competitors, and its error rate is negligible. In short, Master, this lathe is a game-changer."

Lin Yun let out a slow breath, his chest swelling with pride. He had known the machine was good, but hearing Luna confirm just how far ahead it was felt like validation. This wasn't just a step forward—it was a leap. And it was only the beginning.

"Good," he said, his voice firm. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear."

He turned away from the lathe and pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found the number for Sun Cheng, the director of the Solaris factory. Sun Cheng had been instrumental in overseeing the production process, and Lin Yun trusted him to handle the next steps.

The phone rang twice before Sun Cheng picked up. "Chairman Lin," he said, his voice respectful but tinged with curiosity. "What can I do for you?"

"Sun Cheng," Lin Yun said, his tone brisk but not unkind. "I want you to contact the media. Set up a press conference. It's time to show the world what we've built."

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, and Lin Yun could almost hear the gears turning in Sun Cheng's mind. "A press conference?" Sun Cheng repeated, his voice cautious. "Are you sure we're ready for that, Chairman? The machines are still in the final testing phase."

"They're ready," Lin Yun said firmly. "I've just run a full evaluation, and they've exceeded my expectations. We're not just ready—we're ahead of the curve. I want the world to know what Solaris is capable of."

Sun Cheng hesitated for a moment before responding. "Understood, Chairman. I'll start making the arrangements. When would you like to hold the conference?"

"As soon as possible," Lin Yun said. "This week, if you can manage it. Reach out to the major tech and industry outlets. I want this to be big."

"I'll get on it right away," Sun Cheng said, his tone now resolute. "I'll keep you updated on the details."

"Good," Lin Yun said. "And Sun Cheng—make sure the factory is spotless. I want everything to look perfect."

"Of course, Chairman," Sun Cheng replied. "You can count on me."

Lin Yun ended the call and slipped his phone back into his pocket. He took one last look at the CNC lathe, his mind already racing with plans for the press conference. This was it—the moment he had been working toward. The moment Solaris Heavy Works would step into the spotlight.

***

Three days later, the Solaris factory was abuzz with activity. The press conference had been scheduled for that afternoon, and the factory floor had been transformed into a makeshift event space.

Rows of chairs had been set up in front of a raised platform, and a large banner bearing the Solaris logo hung prominently in the background. Cameras and microphones were positioned at the front of the room, ready to capture every word.

Lin Yun stood backstage, adjusting his tie and running through his notes one last time. He had spent the past few days preparing for this moment, rehearsing his speech and anticipating the questions the reporters might ask. He wanted to make sure everything went smoothly.

Fan Xian and Li Shun stood nearby, their expressions a mix of excitement and nervousness. Fan Xian, ever the optimist, was practically bouncing on his heels. "This is it, Brother Lin," he said, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. "The world's about to see what we've been working on. This is going to be huge."

Li Shun, on the other hand, looked more reserved. He adjusted his glasses and glanced at Lin Yun. "Are you sure we're ready for this, Brother Lin? What if something goes wrong?"

Lin Yun smiled, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to Li Shun's anxiety. "We're ready," he said. "This machine is the best in the world, and we've got the data to back it up. All we have to do is show them what we've built."

Before Li Shun could respond, Sun Cheng appeared, his expression serious but composed. "Chairman Lin," he said, "everything's set. The reporters are here, and the cameras are rolling. We're ready when you are."

Lin Yun nodded. "Let's do this."