Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1025 - 951: Martial Arts Tournament at the Eastern Base
Especially with Huayu’s Mystic-level phone about to hit the market, priced at one hundred thousand yuan each, it has completely become a luxury item for the upper class, a symbol of status.
So many friends who couldn’t buy a Huayu phone turned into keyboard warriors, angrily criticizing the Huayu Group online.
Wang Siyu glanced at Ye Qingfeng, seeing him calmly eating breakfast.
Indeed, this guy who could say "buy it if you love it, don’t if you don’t" online didn’t care about such things at all.
However, Huayu does have this strength now; they’re not worried about sales at all.
Countless people from the upper class are begging to buy a Huayu phone, and a group of keyboard warriors who can’t afford it are indeed not worth paying attention to.
For the past few days, Ye Qingfeng has still been cultivating at Wang Siyu’s house, while Wang Siyu is busy with company matters and taking care of Ye Qingfeng.
Meanwhile, Huayu’s Mystic-level phone has also started selling.
Although there was great anticipation online, overall, it didn’t cause a huge impact on the phone market.
First, Huayu’s Mystic-level phone is too expensive, one hundred thousand yuan per unit; ordinary people really can’t afford it, nor are willing to spend that money on a phone.
Secondly, the quantity is too small, with 100 units a week in Huaxia, and 50 in Europe; this amount was quickly absorbed by the higher-ups, causing no waves at all.
However, when the Mystic-level phone’s features were revealed online, it still sparked quite a discussion, as the phone could actually perform virtual projection.
It could directly project the phone’s screen into the air without needing anything as a screen, and the user could click in the air with their hand.
This feature looked very cool, leaving people speechless—just how advanced has Huayu’s technology become? 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Ye Qingfeng, however, couldn’t care less about these things, while Wang Siyu, fearing he might get bored, brought a laptop for him.
That day, after Ye Qingfeng finished cultivating, he felt his body finally getting better, to the point he could move around freely without worrying about coughing up blood.
Ye Qingfeng picked up the laptop Wang Siyu prepared for him and logged into the Weibo account she gave him. On his Weibo, there was only his last post: "buy it if you love it," but there were many comments below it.
Ye Qingfeng casually browsed through them. Previously, when Huayu’s Yellow-level phone was a hit in Europe, it boosted Huaxia’s pride, turning many who cursed Huayu into supporters.
But now, more people were criticizing Huayu again because the phones were too expensive for them to afford. So, what’s the point of the pride? Hence, the insults started up again.
"Damn, rotten Huayu, starting from a low-end phone manufacturer. Now that they have some technology, they’re ripping people off. You managed to develop thanks to consumers like us, yet you sell at such high prices. What a ruthless company."
"Exactly, the money-grabbing rotten company."
However, Huayu phones are indeed revolutionary products, attracting many fans, and many people also defended Huayu.
"Some people are just shameless. Huayu’s rise is due to its powerful technology; what does it have to do with you? Foreign phones can be expensive, so why can’t Huayu be?"
"Indeed, can’t you see how mind-blowing Huayu phones are now? The upper class in Europe is frantically buying them. Of course, Huayu sells them expensively; the manufacturing cost is high, plus their technology is years ahead of the current market."
A bunch of people kept arguing under Ye Qingfeng’s Weibo, but he wasn’t interested in reading further, casually sending out another announcement: "Yellow-level phone, cost 1,000. Mystic-level phone, cost 1,500."
After finishing, Ye Qingfeng logged out of the official site and put the laptop aside.
He wasn’t very concerned about these things and had great confidence in the Huayu phones he created. No matter how arrogant he was, he believed there would always be buyers.
Because those concerned with his attitude and cursing online were all people who couldn’t afford it.
People who can afford Huayu phones are only concerned about whether it’s worth it. Given that Huayu phones are years ahead of the current market, naturally, many will rush to buy them.
The official announcement naturally stirred up another wave of discussion online; it couldn’t be helped since this Huayu president was too casual, just openly revealing Huayu phones’ manufacturing costs.
One thousand and one thousand five hundred yuan; Huayu phones were this cheap to manufacture. Yet here I am, selling them for ten thousand yuan, one hundred thousand yuan—what can you do about it?
A bunch of people really wanted to curse harshly, but, regrettably, they found it useless. Huayu phones simply didn’t care, as they weren’t worried about them not selling.
This left those wanting to scold the Huayu Group nearly hopeless. What company in the world acts like this? So arrogant, just being badass, just making money. Go ahead, curse me!
Wang Siyu was originally at the company, but she soon received the news and realized Ye Qingfeng had made another announcement.
Wang Siyu was instantly speechless.
This guy almost seems like a spy sent by the enemy, deliberately undermining Huayu Group, but now Huayu Group is robust enough to handle it anyway; they’re not worried about lack of sales.
Having vented a bit about Ye Qingfeng in her mind, Wang Siyu didn’t bother about it; after all, Huayu Group’s current success is entirely due to Ye Qingfeng. He can do whatever he wants.
Ye Qingfeng is still cultivating at Wang Siyu’s house, his body gradually recovering, but his essence blood’s excessive depletion is difficult to recover from quickly.
Unless he finds a piece of advanced spirit grass or something similar, he can’t fully recover.
While Ye Qingfeng was cultivating, a phone call came in. Ye Qingfeng picked up his specially-made Huayu phone to answer.
"Divine Doctor Ye, how have you been recently?" came the vigorous voice on the other end of the phone, it was Lin Beishan from Hai City.
"What’s the matter? Speak," Ye Qingfeng responded blandly.
Ye Qingfeng’s attitude wasn’t very good, but Lin Beishan wasn’t angry. He also understood that the last time Ye Qingfeng treated his illness, it didn’t end pleasantly, so he understood why Ye Qingfeng was unkind.
More importantly, he had come to appreciate Ye Qingfeng’s abilities; not only were his powers extraordinary, but his medical skills were also unmatched.
After taking the medicine given by Ye Qingfeng, not only did all his ailments heal, his spirit was renewed, feeling ten years younger.
Therefore, his gratitude and admiration for Ye Qingfeng only grew, which is why he had asked Wang Bufen to personally assist Ye Qingfeng last time.
Although, in the end, Ye Qingfeng had given the lucrative underworld business in Qingyun City to Wang Bufen for free.
"Divine Doctor Ye, it’s like this, our Eastern Base’s Southwest Region is about to hold a Martial Artists’ gathering, so I wanted to ask if Divine Doctor Ye had heard about it," Lin Beishan said on the other end of the phone.
"The Martial Artists’ gathering in the Southwest Region of the Eastern Base?" Ye Qingfeng furrowed his brows, then said, "I don’t know."
