Talented and Loyal

Autumn nights in Shanghai are always somewhat humid. The water vapor from the Huangpu River spreads over the neon lights of Lujiazui and condenses into fine water droplets on the glass curtain wall of the Shanghai Tower. On the terrace outside the banquet hall on the top floor, Leng Xiao held half an unlit cigarette between his fingertips. Hearing the sound of clothing rustling behind him, he knew it was his father's special assistant Lao Chen without looking back. "Young master, the chairman is waiting for you in the lounge. He said that he would like to double-check the speech process later." Lao Chen's voice was cautious as usual, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the half notebook exposed in Leng Xiao's suit pocket - it was densely filled with data formulas, which was completely different from the "Future Outlook of the Industry" speech prepared by Leng Jun in advance. Leng Xiao put out his cigarette in the metal ashtray on the terrace, the coolness of nicotine still lingering on his fingertips: "Tell dad, I know the process by heart." He paused and added, "Also, project the 'Smart Home User Survey Data' I sent to your email last night on the backup screen in the main venue." Lao Chen looked troubled: "But the chairman specifically stated that the focus of this summit is to demonstrate Leng's industry leadership, and it is not appropriate to mention product shortcomings..." "The data doesn't lie." Leng Xiao pushed open the glass door of the banquet hall, and the light of the gilded crystal lamp fell on his young but tight profile. "If you don't even dare to face your own product problems, how can you talk about leadership?"