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Chapter 1448 - 768: Demanding Submission of In-car Intelligent Data? (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 1448: Chapter 768: Demanding Submission of In-car Intelligent Data? (Please Subscribe)

Before long, summer vacation arrived.

On the campus of Mist City Arts and Science University, only a portion of the students stayed on campus during the summer break, with the majority having left to enjoy their vacations.

This summer, Mist City Arts and Science University was like a dormant beast, capable of roaring at any moment.

Earlier, the Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles, developed with high-end technologies by Mist City Arts and Science University, saw a decline in sales due to boycotts and sanctions from various countries overseas.

However, Mist City Arts and Science University and the Feiyue Group were not panicked, as they had already devised a response strategy.

To outsiders, it seemed that ever since the overseas boycott and chip sanctions were announced, there had been no movements from Mist City Arts and Science University and the Feiyue Group, prompting netizens to wonder—

The question was, what happened to Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles? Did they really have no future in overseas markets?

Despite the initial success Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles enjoyed upon their entry into overseas markets, they were soon suppressed by numerous tactics, leading to so-called "boycotts" and naturally, a drop in sales.

But even so, this could not quell the enthusiasm of consumers in overseas markets for the Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles!

Ever since Japan announced its boycott of Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles, those Japanese consumers have been continuously voicing their support for them.

But the Japanese authorities continued to be stubborn, persisting in their boycott of Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles from Xia Country.

Ding Yue was helpless in this matter.

After all, it wasn’t the first day that Japan, Korea, America, and Europe had been shameless.

Indeed.

It wasn’t like they had only started being shameless yesterday.

During this summer at Mist City Arts and Science University, Ding Yue spent the entire vacation on campus, refraining from going out to play.

Because Ding Yue felt that with the world being so large, there was nothing much worth seeing; it was better to spend the time carefully planning for his Mist City Arts and Science University and Feiyue Group and how to grow towards a better and healthier future.

Ding Yue always believed that one day, his Mist City Arts and Science University and Feiyue Group would become a benchmark leading into the future.

"Principal Ding, there’s a phone call from the White Palace."

One day, as Ding Yue was "working" in his office as usual, his secretary Wen Ruohan came over with a mobile phone, informing him that the call was from Mist City’s Governor Li.

"America?"

Ding Yue was somewhat surprised.

Why would America suddenly think to call him?

To be exact, what did it mean for America to call him at this time?

After pondering briefly, Ding Yue took the phone from Secretary Wen Ruohan and answered the call: "Hello, I am Ding Yue, the principal of Mist City Arts and Science University."

"Hello, Mr. Ding."

A woman’s voice from the United States came through the phone.

It turned out to be a top-level figure from the White Palace; generally, when America had any major or minor affairs, it was this lady who dealt with them. Ding Yue did not expect her to reach out to him.

"Hello, Mrs. Smith."

Ding Yue greeted Mrs. Smith and then asked directly, "Mrs. Smith, may I know the reason you are seeking me?"

"Mr. Ding, I know that your Feiyue Group has always wanted to enter the overseas market with its Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles, but ever since you tried to enter the market in countries like Japan and Korea, you’ve faced significant obstacles, haven’t you?" Mrs. Smith asked.

"Yes, that’s correct."

Ding Yue did not hide anything.

Since the other party had taken the initiative to call, it was clear that they had a plan in mind.

However.

Ding Yue remained vigilant. After all, what good intentions could the White Palace have?

They might just be setting a trap, waiting for him to jump in.

"Mr. Ding, we in America have always been free. Your Feiyue Group wants to enter the American new energy automotive market, and it’s not impossible. We’ve always maintained an open and free attitude on this side."

Mrs. Smith spoke grandly.

Bullshit!

That was what Ding Yue thought to himself.

Wasn’t the boycott and chip sanctions this time orchestrated by you Americans behind the scenes?

Do you take me for a fool to believe your lies?

"Yes, yes, yes."

Ding Yue replied perfunctorily.

He was as noncommittal as could be, but how could the Americans understand that such a reply in Xia Country’s language was dismissive? They might think he was affirming their openness and freedom.

"So, Mr. Ding, we in America have a rule. As long as you comply with our rule, we naturally welcome your company’s Feiyue·Future New Energy vehicles."

Mrs. Smith continued.

Ding Yue always felt awkward being called Mr. Ding; being called Principal Ding was somehow more comfortable. He preferred others calling him Principal Ding.

However.

Ding Yue did want to hear what sort of trickery America was trying to play this time.

"Mrs. Smith, could you tell me what this rule is?"