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Chapter 74 - 72.The Boy Who Shook the Industry

The world had never seen anything like it.

In just two years, CosPulse had gone from a small Indian startup to a global technological phenomenon. News anchors across continents spoke of an "Indian boy genius" who had outsmarted the world's biggest tech empires.

From San Francisco to Seoul, from Tokyo to Berlin — everyone was talking about Dilli Gadhiraju, the 11-year-old founder of CosPulse. His products — PulsePhone, PulseWatch, and PulseBook — were not just dominating sales charts; they were redefining technology itself.

CosPulse had become a symbol of pride, power, and disruption.

The Storm Before the Meeting

Inside CosPulse's headquarters — a futuristic glass structure built by CosRise Infra on the outskirts of Visakhapatnam — the atmosphere was electric. Dozens of world-class engineers worked in silence as massive holographic displays floated over the conference room walls, showcasing production numbers climbing by the second.

Dilli sat at the head of the table — calm, composed, and focused. His age might have been small, but his aura filled the entire room. The door slid open as his father, Gadhiraju, entered quietly.

"They're here, Dilli," he said softly.

"Let them in," replied Dilli, eyes never leaving the live sales graph rising like a tidal wave.

The Giants Arrive

Moments later, the conference room filled with representatives from the world's most powerful tech companies — Apple, Microsoft, Samsung, Google, Sony, and Intel. Each had flown in their top executives, hoping to strike gold by partnering with this young prodigy.

They came with smiles, offers, and charm — billions in investment proposals, promises of joint ventures, and golden words of admiration.

"Dilli, you've done something incredible," said the executive from Google, leaning forward.

"Together, we can take this to the next level. Just imagine — CosPulse powered by Google Technologies!"

The Apple representative chimed in, sliding a folder across the table.

"We'd like to acquire a strategic stake — say, 20%, for 2.5 billion dollars. It's a generous offer."

Dilli looked at them, expression unreadable. The air felt heavy with anticipation.

The Silence Before the Strike

He finally spoke — soft but steady.

"I thank you for coming all the way here. But I didn't build CosPulse to sell it… I built it so India would never again depend on anyone for technology."

The executives exchanged awkward glances, unsure if they had heard him correctly. One of them chuckled lightly, thinking it was childish idealism.

"Dilli, we admire your patriotism. But you must understand — the global market doesn't run on emotions. It runs on—"

Dilli interrupted, leaning forward slightly, his voice suddenly sharper.

"It runs on vision, sir. And right now, the world is running on mine."

The room went silent.

Even his father, standing by the door, felt a chill down his spine.

The Power Shift

Within minutes, the mood changed. The tech giants who once commanded global innovation now sat across from an 11-year-old boy who refused to bow to them. Their offers, their power, their legacy — all seemed smaller compared to his conviction.

He stood up, closing the discussion with a gentle smile.

"CosPulse will collaborate — but never compromise."

As they left, one by one, the executives couldn't shake off a single thought — the world had changed today.

The World Reacts

Within hours, media channels around the globe exploded with headlines:

"11-Year-Old Indian Tech Prodigy Rejects Global Giants!"

"CosPulse CEO Turns Down Multi-Billion Dollar Offers!"

"The Boy Who Said No to Silicon Valley!"

Stock markets trembled. Investors everywhere scrambled to get a piece of CosPulse but they were daydreaming as CosPulse is not listed yet.

And as night fell over the Indian coastline, Dilli stood at the balcony of his office, watching the city lights flicker below. His great-grandfather's words echoed in his mind:

"True power is not in wealth, Dilli… it's in the courage to say no when the world expects you to kneel."

He smiled faintly, whispering to himself,

"The revolution has just begun."

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