The Witch of the Cyberpunk Era

Chapter 797 Hold a Charity Meeting

After the business meeting, they held a simple lunch and reception.

Memnon is indeed a very enthusiastic and cheerful big entrepreneur. After a while, he and Xu Yang found a corner to have a drink and planned to arrange a charity celebration.

"Do charity! Let's do charity together, Commissioner Xu." He kept pouring wine for Xu Yang.

Many of the wines are famous wines he brought from the west coast, from the world's best winery, Binfett Estate in the Etienne Valley.

The Etienne Valley is located in the Gaul region of Taixi. In Falosa's memory, Xu Yang took the two of them to live in seclusion there, and it is now a famous wine producing area in the world.

Although there is no real connection between reality and memory, Xu Yang can still think of every bit of the Etienne Valley as he shakes his wine glass.

If the vines planted together with Madame Madusa were true, it would be very prosperous by now.

"Charity?" Xu Yang drank a glass of wine.

The mellow red wine slowly poured into his stomach, and a good taste rose from the bottom up, as if hundreds of people were fanning the flames and applauding wildly in Xu Yang's body at the same time.

"Yes, high-end events, very popular on the West Coast and Taixi Island, charity fundraising. A lot of rich people gather, bring in some charities, foundations, artists, singers, performers, and then auction things and the like-all They are kind-hearted people, there hasn’t been such an event in Shangjing?” Memnon asked.

When Xu Yang's wine glass was empty, Memnon refilled it for him, as if he was a conscientious waiter, pouring out a symbol of wealth.

Memnon is very satisfied with the current situation of the two of them. This is a very rare occasion in the world. Two powerful people drink famous wine and chat casually together.

"Since the establishment of Nistor Company, there has never been such a...'charity party'..." Xu Yang admitted.

He wasn't keen on it himself, and Lila didn't like it either. Ye Zi is the only one who may hold related activities, but she was mainly active in Jialongpo before.

As soon as Memnon came, Xu Yang felt that it was possible to hold a show.

After all, he has a lot of things that can be put up for auction. If he doesn't clear the inventory, his corridor will be full, not to mention some things that he has regretted since he bought them, so he might as well hang them up and sell them to the bad guys.

"It's great, it's great. I invite you this round." Memnon applauded again and again, and then poured a glass of wine for Xu Yang from his big glass wine jug.

"D2 synthetics are selling well on the west coast..." Xu Yang leaned against the bar.

He himself has not had the opportunity to drink casually with others for many years. Memnon was surprisingly friendly and chatty.

"Sell well? Of course! There are too many people on the west coast. There are tens of millions of people with spending power. They all made a fortune from the leftovers that come in and out of Xintaixizhou. They are rich... Think about it, the entire Xintaixizhou Only an area on the west coast is open to the outside world. The people in this small area are like being blessed by heaven. If you risk your life and enter the inland to pick up waste, you can become a millionaire if you pick up any scraps. It's a dream land! Then, What these lonely, sensitive, and precarious explorers of the New World lack is the company of D2s?" Memnon said while drinking.

"Just like yourself? Mr. Memnon? Did you buy D2?" Xu Yang also poured a cup for Memnon.

"Me? I'm a serious person." Memnon said restrainedly, "I love everything that can make money. Enterprise can make us great things, especially on the west coast, you must always keep an eye on business opportunities, of course the northern islands are also good , There are opportunities to make money everywhere. But we are making money in a chaotic metropolis, and you are making money in a well-organized metropolis."

"The northern archipelago is very different from the west coast." Xu Yang said casually.

"Of course..." Memnon sighed.

Although new to the island, Memnon has also learned about the new social outlook of the northern archipelago.

The west coast is full of shootings, fighting everywhere, extremely cruel and dangerous; people in Shangjing and other cities are friendly and peaceful, leading a leisurely life.

In the northern archipelago, there is a saying of "200 million total middle-class people", that is to say, the 200 million people in the northern archipelago feel that they are not poor, but small middle class.

After all, it is a zero-pressure society. You can maintain a decent life by doing whatever you want, and the law and order are surprisingly good, because the poor have no need to commit crimes.

There is less discrimination, oppression and contempt for each other. Anyway, everyone lives in the same way. With the improvement of the social atmosphere, people's pursuit of music, art and physical exercise has also increased, focusing on self-improvement.

From "West Coast" to "Shangjing", Memnon's feeling is like going from Hell to Heaven.

On one side of the ocean, there is a world of extreme cruelty, where people need to do their best to survive, where people calculate each other's life and death, fight each other, and struggle to climb up. It can be described as a moral depression; Like the circle, many people seem to have not suffered a loss for a long time. They are relaxed and free and easy, like a model in the world.

Thinking of this, Memnon asked again: "How did you make this place like this? I heard that all the high-rise buildings are concentrated here, full of unfinished buildings, gangs, ronin, killer ninjas, thieves, hackers , mechanical warrior..."

"It's hard to say..." Xu Yang drank slowly, "I think our biggest characteristic is... to deliver results. Because we first united a group of people and told them to work hard and work hard towards a fair goal. Let's move forward as a society! Afterwards, we won and worked hard to fulfill our promise. Although it was at the cost of harming our own interests, we still made it and never lied to our own people."

"We won't be like this." Memnon shook his head. "Commissioner Xu, we will inform the employees to keep working hard and move towards a bigger goal, otherwise they won't work hard."

"That's right... There were some people who suggested not to do this, at least half of them opposed it." Xu Yang sighed.

"If you really realize a good society, people will get tired of it! It will be boring. You should tell them that a good society will be realized in a hundred years, and you should continue to struggle now." Memnon said enthusiastically.

"That's the problem," Xu Yang said. "We work hard to lie flat, not to 'continue to work hard'. Bloodshed and sacrifice are all means. We can't let people fight for so long, and lie to them saying: Fight for a while." Yes, it will be better later. No, no, that's too bullying, we should say: this generation has given too much, it's time to rest. Let's stop, collect the results, and divide what we got Come out and distribute it to those who supported us and believed in us along the way. We have studied so much how to make things, but people have been avoiding talking about how to divide things... no, you can't avoid talking about it!"

"It's like something a saint would say, I'd like to offer you a toast!" Memnon clinked glasses with Xu Yang, and each drank another glass of wine.

Memnon thought it impossible to do such a thing.

"I can't do it. On the one hand, I don't have the courage, and on the other hand, I don't have the final say on the West Coast." He sighed.

"Yes, the core of the lighthouse..." Xu Yang was thoughtful, "The core of the lighthouse will use us."

"I have to stop before they beat me to the bone." Memnon shook his glass, "I'm just a watchdog, and I'll be killed when I get old. So I plan... to retire as soon as possible, maybe in three years, Don’t want anything, return to Taixi Continent decently, spend the rest of your life on a small island, maybe be an olive farmer, at least it’s better than dying.”

"You know too many secrets, the secret of the core of the lighthouse, the secret of Xintai Xizhou, the secret of Yemen Technology..." Xu Yang suddenly realized the danger of Memnon.

"The Beacon Core Company sent a supervisor, and 'that organization' also sent people to monitor me. The situation is very complicated." Memnon raised his glass, "However, the human spirit is like this, and we can actually be able to respond when the situation is most tense. Outburst of great courage. I used to be scared, afraid of being silenced one day - yes, even though I was a billionaire in the world's eyes, it would be easy for them to kill me. But now, not so afraid, ha! experience After doing so many interesting things, death is nothing."

"To the spirit of mankind." Xu Yang raised his glass and drank with Memnon.

...

A few days later, Memnon hosted a charity gala.

Many guests had already arrived, and the first half of the banquet was full of dances, songs and lively performances. The famous girl groups, comedians and singers from Shanghai all took turns to perform on stage.

The grand event of this evening was recorded and broadcast live, attracting many people to watch, especially those loyal fans of the performers, who were even more addicted at this time, and it is rare to see stars gather together for such an event.

Senior managers of many companies were invited to attend, and the competing items for their auctions were mainly their own art collections, all of which were famous items, as well as some miscellaneous gadgets put up by Xu Yang.

In addition, there is another exhibition area, where many frustrated artists display their paintings.

In order to fight against the artificial intelligence that is proficient in painting, most of the paintings are quite bizarre, purely stream-of-consciousness or absurd art, which makes people afraid to avoid them. Artists can only live a life of relative failure.

Today, all commercial routes and academic routes have been broken by AI painters. Artificial intelligence has exhausted all human painting routes. Even very young children can input a few words at will to generate master-level drawings. Creation has exhausted the enthusiasm of those little painters who have ideals for painting, and comics and illustrations are the hardest hit areas.

The entire painting art industry has no successors, and the abuse of AI has destroyed the confidence of painters. No matter what they create, it will be taken away by AI immediately, and they will create thousands of soulless imitations. People will be amazed when they first look at AI paintings, but after watching tens of millions of pictures, they will be extremely bored, bored and even frightened.

In addition, artificial intelligence seems to be standing still because it swallowed up the artistic achievements of human beings. While waiting for the emergence of new masters of art, they crush the value of little painters.

"My art is meaningless! No one will buy it!" lamented a fine art painter, leaning against his painting.

There is an absurd side face on the carefully drawn picture, as if growing together with a carrot.

Xu Yang was immediately attracted by this painting. The face in the radish has an indescribable sense of distress and alienation, which perfectly depicts the isolation and emptiness of modern human beings. This kind of painting contains the artist's personal philosophy. It is impossible for AI to reproduce.

"Give it a try." Xu Yang wanted to help him, "I'm a staff member working here. We quietly took this painting away and auctioned it at the exhibition, but we didn't say it was your painting, but we said it was yours. How about my painting?"

The painter is skeptical.

He gazed at what he had drawn, a sad human face in a purple carrot, his heart, the essence of his artistic musings.

"The painting is very good." Xu Yang appreciated, "This is the real art, the last private land of human beings."

The painter nodded, being moved by Xu Yang's words, he felt that Xu Yang had artistic qualities. He looked around for a while, then wrapped up the painting and handed it to Xu Yang.

"How much can it sell for?" He followed quickly, and asked at the same time, "How many thousands? Tens of thousands?"

"Several hundred million." Xu Yang carried the painting to the exhibition.

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