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Chapter 245 - Good

With that final announcement, the massive global keynote presentation officially drew to a close. Nick finally let out a long, exhausted sigh of relief, turning on his heel to walk back into the speaker's green room, feeling completely drained of energy.

To be completely frank, managing a high-stakes, two-to-three-hour live tech product launch was an immense endurance test, stretching the absolute physical limits of even a sharp, high-stamina young executive like himself.

Of course, the broader corporate event was far from finished; the conclusion of the broadcast marked the immediate opening of the hands-on media showcase and the consumer product trial pavilion.

No matter how cinematic, flowery, or technically uncompromised his narrative delivery on the main stage might have been, for a cynical tech audience, nothing carried more weight than the visceral first impression they secured the exact second they held the physical hardware in their own hands.

Consequently, the standard operational protocol following a major electronics keynote dictated that extensive hands-on exhibition spaces be prepped immediately, giving corporate media outlets and enthusiastic fans a dedicated window to stress-test the engineering firsthand.

As for Nick's immediate schedule, he was expected to join the media pack inside the primary hands-on demo pavilion in a few short minutes to field a brief, high-priority Q&A interview session.

This post-keynote media window was a highly anticipated, pre-arranged segment on the corporate itinerary, leaving dozens of major news networks eagerly jockeying for prime position in the press circle.

Collapsing heavily onto the leather sofa inside the lounge, Nick grabbed a cold bottle of mineral water, twisting off the cap and drinking deeply to rehydrate.

"Completely wiped out?" Tyler asked with a knowing grin, stepping over to slide a box of premium grooming wipes across the coffee table toward him.

Nick pulled out a fresh wipe, aggressively swabbing the damp collarline of his neck before shooting his partner a sharp, irritated glare. "No kidding, man. Why don't you step out under those high-intensity stage spot lamps and pitch complex system architectures to an arena of global analysts for three hours straight?"

Tyler held his hands up defensively, laughing. "Hard pass, brother. I don't possess a fraction of your public eloquence, let alone your talent for rapid-fire improvisation under pressure. Tell you what—the second the media clears out tonight, I'm booking us a premium suite at a high-end luxury spa downtown. We can get a deep-tissue massage and completely unplug. I for one may even get a happy ending, too bad you're not single anymore. Haha..."

Nick rolled his eyes hard at his executive director the moment the suggestion dropped. "Give it a rest, Tyler. If two high-profile tech founders get recognized by paparazzi entering a trendy spa tonight, it'll dominate the tech blogs by morning. Besides, when was the last time you saw a Fortune 500 CEO casually decompressing at a public bathhouse?"

"Come on, man, we're talking about a highly legitimate, five-star wellness resort, not some shady, backdoor operation," Tyler countered, looking a bit self-conscious as he adjusted his blazer. "What exactly are you terrified of?"

Nick shook his head firmly, dismissing the idea out of hand. "In the hyper-critical eyes of the mainstream financial media, those leisure spots are instantly scrutinized and associated with distracting executive excess, no matter how clean your corporate public relations explanation is. You are the operating general manager of an expanding international tech conglomerate now—you need to map out the broader brand influence and long-term consequences before you greenlight a personal whim."

Hearing the stern lecture, Tyler's enthusiastic expression fell instantly into a dejected pout, causing Nick to quietly mutter under his breath, "Seriously, man, even when you secure the capital, you lose your personal freedom."

"Alright, look, stop complaining. We are operating in an unfamiliar international tech market right now, so a high baseline of caution is simply good business," Nick added, softening his tone to balance his earlier candor. "Just run a hot bath in your penthouse suite later tonight and have a long soak."

Tyler nodded slowly, accepting the compromise, before looking up with a focused expression. "What's the timeline looking like for our return flight back to our new corporate HQ in Silicon Valley?"

Nick paused, calculating their immediate operational obligations before shaking his head. "We're locked down here for at least another two to three days. I have to carve out dedicated blocks on my calendar to meet face-to-face with these enterprise brand distributors. On top of that, I need to execute a formal diplomatic visit with the regional director's office."

"You don't need to stress over my personal itinerary. The critical path for you is to sync up directly with the global marketing division to keep a vice grip on our domestic pre-sale numbers, international orders, and emerging market trends."

"To be completely honest, I am not losing sleep over our domestic North American launch metrics; that sector is our home turf and will perform flawlessly. Our absolute focus must remain locked on the overseas territories. Whether our hardware can successfully penetrates these highly competitive international tech hubs and secure a permanent structural foothold depends entirely on the logistical heavy lifting we execute during this specific launch window."

"Consider it handled. I'll book a commercial flight back to corporate headquarters tomorrow morning to oversee the order fulfillment pipelines personally," Tyler agreed with a solemn, resolute nod.

Seeing his partner lock into executive mode, Nick stood up from the couch, smoothing the front of his tailored suit jacket before turning back to Tyler. "Let's move out. The tech reporters are already crowding the media floor."

Tyler nodded, immediately trailing Nick as they bypassed security and crossed into the cavernous new product demonstration pavilion. The moment they stepped past the threshold, they were instantly swarmed by a dense wall of tech journalists and field reporters who had been staking out the entrance for an eternity.

The primary hands-on exhibition pavilion had been constructed immediately adjacent to the main auditorium, ensuring that the second the live broadcast feed went dark, the massive wave of journalists, industry influencers, and VIP guests flooded straight into the demo bays, eager to secure the world's first physical tracking data on the unreleased hardware.

Even though Nick had deliberately anchored himself inside the green room for roughly ten minutes to catch his breath, the density of the crowd inside the trial pavilion remained absolutely immense.

"Mr. Nicholas!" "Over here, Nick!" "Mr. Nicholas, just one question!"

"Folks, please step back and clear a lane! Let's maintain an orderly perimeter and transition toward the main presentation stage!" the lead event coordinator barked into a megaphone, shielding Nick from the aggressive press pack while security personnel established a physical moving pocket. "We have carved out a generous block of time on the schedule to address your questions, so please cooperate with our staff."

Under the highly organized coordination of the logistics team, Nick and his core staff were successfully ushered through the press wall into a spacious, well-lit corner pavilion equipped with dedicated seating.

Within seconds, dozens of news networks began scrambling to deploy their heavy broadcast rigs and lock down camera angles, while Nick and his executive team took their seats, waiting for the official Q&A session to open.

They didn't have to wait long, as a prominent tech journalist rapidly hijacked the floor to throw out the opening inquiry: "Good evening, Mr. Nicholas. I'm representing Fox Technology. To dive right in, Mr. Nicholas, is the solid-state super battery architecture you showcased on stage tonight a localized marketing gimmick engineered to drive investor hype, or does the physical technology actually exist? If it is a tangible reality, what is the exact timeline for mass-market commercial deployment?"

Nick locked eyes with the network reporter, letting a calm, confident smile spread across his face. "Militech never manufactures marketing gimmicks; every single technological milestone we bring to that podium represents a fully realized, operational reality. Regarding our solid-state battery architecture, we have prepped a dedicated engineering bay right here in this pavilion featuring active hardware under load. Did your production team bypass that exhibit on their way in?"

"As for the precise timeline governing when this super battery technology will penetrate the broader commercial sector, to be completely transparent with you, I cannot provide a definitive calendar date tonight. First and foremost, I can categorically confirm that our laboratory teams have solved the baseline material science and engineering hurdles; the underlying technology is absolute."

"However, when transitioning from a working prototype to high-volume industrial production, there are complex supply chain and corporate strategies that require exhaustive evaluation. For instance, our board is actively debating whether Militech should allocate capital to construct our own gigafactories to manufacture these cells independently, or if our optimal path is to license our proprietary patents to established energy conglomerates, or perhaps pursue a joint-venture manufacturing alliance with existing battery suppliers."

"Furthermore, the second this tier of energy-density hardware enters the commercial production pipeline, it will trigger an immediate, highly disruptive macroeconomic shockwave across the legacy lithium-ion infrastructure."

"Given that our domestic manufacturing sector stands as a primary global exporter of traditional lithium-ion technology, our corporate leadership must exercise a high level of national responsibility regarding precisely when and how we scale this architecture."

"Of course, within our corporate culture, time is currency. I can confidently assure our consumer base that it won't be long before this next-generation power cells are operating inside your everyday devices."

"Mr. Nicholas, field reporter from TechCrunch here. The smart tracking wearable and the next-generation voice earpiece you debuted tonight feature a significant amount of overlapping biometric and health-tracking functionality. Are you at all concerned that this structural redundancy will cannibalize sales across the two product lines?"

Nick shook his head firmly, dismissing the thesis out of hand. "Not in the slightest, primarily because the consumer positioning and everyday use cases for these two platforms are completely distinct. A wireless voice earpiece is fundamentally not engineered to deliver seamless, uncompromised twenty-four-hour tracking data while you sleep or swim the way our dedicated fitness band does."

"Symmetrically, our lifestyle tracking band completely lacks the ambient computing, natural language processing, and advanced audio components integrated into our voice assistant earpiece. Consequently, our market research indicates that these two devices function as highly complementary, synergistic pillars within our broader digital ecosystem."

"Mr. Nicholas, representing the Hong Kong Global Daily. Your localization team has successfully deployed English, French, Spanish, and Japanese across your simultaneous interpretation platform tonight. However, I noticed a complete absence of regional dialects. When can consumers expect a dedicated localized rollout for a major linguistic variation like Cantonese? As you are well aware, Cantonese remains exceptionally prominent and widely spoken across major international financial hubs like Hong Kong, Macau, and throughout the massive economic zones of southern coastal territories."

Nick listened to the prompt patiently, before offering a gentle, pragmatic shake of his head. "Our software development roadmap currently contains zero active initiatives targeting regional dialects. Our extensive consumer data clearly demonstrates that the primary target demographic utilizing our mobile voice assistant is heavily concentrated within the young professional and tech-fluent millennial brackets.

This specific international demographic already possesses a highly proficient grasp of baseline global English, meaning our team doesn't view the engineering of dedicated dialect patches as a high-priority operational necessity."

"Of course, from an engineering standpoint, our natural language processing teams still have a mountain of work to execute across the broader linguistic spectrum. There are several massive, globally dominant primary languages that we have yet to onboard into our translation matrix, meaning our developmental resources will remain strictly locked on those primary international targets before we ever evaluate regional or localized dialects."

"Besides, when looking at the trajectory of the modern global economy, I think it's a fundamentally good thing for everyone to be able to speak English."

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