I Have a Mansion in Chapter 77

Translator: _Min_ Editor: Lis_

[Suit does not feel fortable at all.]

Jiang Chen remembered wearing it only once during his graduation debate and a couple times in interviews.

But looking at Xia Shiyu in her black office attire, she certainly possessed the professional and sharp vibe. Her silky, black hair was tied up and her black-framed glasses were perched pertly on her nose. On her face, she put on light, natural makeup. To be honest, he previously thought that she looked bad with a ponytail, but now she seemed more mature and professional.

“Are you ready?” Xia Shiyu was anxious upon seeing his casual demeanor.

Jiang Chen shrugged and smiled. “Don’t worry.”

That certainly did not make her any less worried…

Although Xia Shiyu wanted to make fun of him, she did feel calmer with a posed Jiang Chen as opposed to a nervous one.

She let out a breath and nodded.

“You can do it.”

“Of course.” He confidently smiled.

[What’s so scary about being in front of cameras? I was in front of god knows how many guns. Ummm, not exactly something to be proud of.]

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On the first floor of Future Technology was a public conference hall bustling with people.

The conference room had an elevated half-circle in which the invited press had all taken their seats. As usual, the cameras were placed in the back, and because seatings were numbered, the hall was not too chaotic.

The media frenzy surrounding Future 1.0 exceeded Jiang Chen’s expectations. The 100-square-meter conference room still felt crowded.

The curtain slid open, mencing the start of the flashing lights.

With a bright smile, Jiang Chen waved his hand, his heart pounding as he noticed the CTV, CNN, and BBC symbols.

[Damn, it does feel different now that cameras are pointing at me. I’m even feeling nervous now.]

After collecting his thoughts, he read the opening address amidst the media’s heightened expectations.

“First, I would like to thank the media present for taking time out of their busy schedules to attend Future Technology’s press conference. I believe everyone seated here has already had the chance to learn about Future 1.0. To save time, I won’t go over each of the functions.

“The purpose of this press conference is to address and answer any rumors or misunderstandings about Future 1.0. Therefore, the most efficient method is for me to give the time to the media. Please, following the sequence of seat numbers, ask your questions, and limit them to one per person to ensure that every outlet has an opportunity.”

Xia Shiyu, who was standing backstage, almost fell down as she was dumbfounded by Jiang Chen’s decision.

[Who would pass the questioning to the media right away without saying anything first?]

[Without giving a simple, prehensive explanation, if they e to ask an extremely tricky question, would you be able to handle it?]

The media was also shocked that Jiang Chen skipped right into the media’s questions without playing his role first. It certainly caught them off guard. They’d seen press conferences without a question and answer session before, but never one without a speech.

Also, questions were based on seat number, which made them feel unfortable as they were used to having to fight to ask questions.

But Jiang Chen didn’t concern himself with the rules, instead choosing the most efficient method. If he had to pick people, he ran the risk of offending certain individuals, so the best way was to create boundaries and make people ask one by one.

The reporters who usually had to have their hands up for an entire conference without getting picked were certainly appreciative of Jiang Chen’s decision. It didn’t matter that they were seated in the back so long as they had the opportunity to ask questions.

Jiang Chen kept his posure. He had his own considerations in making this decision.

[Ultimately, you guys will be asking about security and privacy anyways. Even if I clarify first, you’ll only pick holes in my word choice. If I let you ask beforehand, I only need to answer.]

After weighing himself internally, Jiang Chen knew that he would not be able to outwit these veterans. Regardless of Xia Shiyu’s petency, her script would be picked apart by these reporters who were hungry for headlines.

Although they were surprised by Jiang Chen’s decision, the reporters had already done their research beforehand and came prepared with a list of questions. The reporter in the first seat stood up and read out what was written on his notepad.

“I am CTV’s reporter. There has been controversy surrounding the topic of artificial intelligence security, especially Little White’s. Mr. Jiang Chen, could he really be a ticking time bomb in the user’s phone concerning private information like people said he would be?” the young man clearly articulated.

“That’s a great question. First, I’ll have to refer back to the guarantee our pany has made recently. If the user suffers any financial loss as a result of a program error in Little White, we’ll fully pensate the user.” Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders as he continued, “Also, from the developer’s perspective, I take responsibility and say that as long as it is a program, it will follow the setting written in the software. So you don’t have to worry about Little White releasing private user information because I won’t permit it.”

The sounds of discussions and note-taking filled the room as the second person, a middle-aged man, stood up and asked his question.

“I’m a reporter from Renren News. Mr. Jiang Chen, currently, there are no laws or regulations in place regarding artificial intelligence. What is your opinion on the possible proposal of the