Chapter 25 The Despair of a Counterfeit Phone Boss: Call the Police, Someone's Using Cheats!

Chu Xuan swallowed hard, holding the morning newspaper covered in a photo of black smoke.

"General Manager Lu, what kind of announcement should we release? Should we quickly distance ourselves to avoid the Administration for Industry and Commerce coming after us?"

Lu Jingming fiddled with the lighter in his hand and scoffed.

"Distance ourselves? That's something only guilty people do. What we need to do is crush Liu Jin completely into the mud."

He spun his boss chair to face the computer screen.

"Post this right now: True gold fears no fire, knockoffs only burn themselves. Xinghai Technology hereby reminds you..."

Lu Jingming paused, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

"Buy genuine products to protect your life; buy fakes and burn down your house. Please look for Xinghai's exclusive potting process."

Chu Xuan rubbed his hands together as he heard this; this was simply killing someone and then twisting the knife.

In less than half an hour, this arrogant official announcement was pushed to the top of the hot searches on all major forums.

The comment section below was filled with one-sided cheers.

Meanwhile, in Huaqiangbei, things had already descended into complete chaos.

The piercing sound of police sirens cut through the muggy air, and several law enforcement vehicles with flashing red and blue lights blocked the entrance of the Jinshi Mobile mega store.

Liu Jin was dragged out of the store, held on the left and right by two uniformed police officers.

His fat face was as pale as white paper used for windows, and his face was smeared with tears and snot.

"I don't know! I really didn't know that crappy battery would explode! It was all the foundry's fault for scamming me!"

Liu Jin wailed and howled, his fat body struggling desperately, but he was still shoved into the police car.

A crossed white seal was slapped onto the glass door of the Jinshi store with a "snap."

Behind a concrete utility pole across the street.

Brother Biao poked half of his bald head out, watching the police car speed away, his legs trembling.

The printed shirt on his back had been completely soaked through with cold sweat, sticking to his body in a wet, uncomfortable mess.

"It's over... Liu Jin is in, his life is pretty much ruined."

Brother Biao's hands trembled as he reached into his pocket and took out a genuine xinghai generation 1 he had bought at a high price.

He looked again at a piece of Jinshi Pro battery wreckage he had picked up last night.

The same thickness, the same size.

Why was it that the machine Lu Jingming made wouldn't break even if you smashed it with a claw hammer, and wouldn't even feel warm after playing with it for half a day?

Yet the thing Liu Jin made by copying it could set a house on fire just by charging it?

Brother Biao pulled at his sparse hair, unable to figure out the secret behind it no matter how hard he thought.

"This is completely irrational! This violates the laws of physics!"

His eyes were filled with bloodshot veins as he muttered neurotically.

Panic and unwillingness completely shattered the psychological defenses of this local bully.

He gripped the Xinghai Mobile in his hand tightly and rushed like a madman toward a taxi on the side of the road.

"To the Administration for Industry and Commerce! Hurry!"

Half an hour later, in the lobby of the Donghai City Administration for Industry and Commerce and Quality Supervision Bureau.

Like a wild boar driven into a dead end, Brother Biao ignored the security guards' attempts to stop him and rammed through the door of the Complaints Department.

"I want to report! I want to file a real-name report against Xinghai Electronics Factory!"

He slammed both hands onto the desk, giving the clerk who was writing materials a huge fright.

"Comrade, please calm down. What is the situation you are reporting?" the clerk asked, frowning in an attempt to soothe him.

Brother Biao slammed that xinghai generation 1 heavily onto the desktop.

"They are faking it! They definitely used alien technology!"

He pointed at the black iron lump, spraying spit everywhere.

"You go investigate Lu Jingming! That crappy phone of his is as thick as a brick, packed with a 20,000mAh battery, so why doesn't it heat up?!"

The clerk looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Brother Biao stomped his feet in anxiety, his voice cracking from shouting.

"The machines I copied all exploded, so why didn't his? He's cheating! He's violating common scientific sense!"

Faced with such outrageous accusations, plus the huge social public opinion just sparked by the Jinshi Mobile fire case.

The leaders of the Administration for Industry and Commerce did not dare to be negligent and immediately joined forces with the Quality Supervision Bureau to set up a special surprise inspection team.

To ensure nothing went wrong, they specifically invited a senior electronics expert from the Provincial Academy of Sciences.

Several white law enforcement vehicles with sirens blaring sped all the way and arrived directly at the entrance of Xinghai Technology.

"Young Master, it's bad! Several cars with officials have arrived outside!"

Niu Dazhuang ran out of the workshop carrying a pipe wrench, sweating profusely.

Chu Xuan was also panicked: "It must be those sons of bitches from Huaqiangbei retaliating against us, filing a false police report on purpose!"

Lu Jingming took his legs off the desk and brushed the dust off his trouser cuffs.

"What are you panicking about? Open the gate, stop all factory work for ten minutes, and line up to welcome the leaders for their guidance."

He pushed open the office door and took the two of them out to greet them.

Director Zhang from the Quality Supervision Bureau had a straight face as he walked in the front, followed by several law enforcement officers with notebooks.

"You are Lu Jingming, right? Someone has filed a real-name report that your batteries have serious safety hazards, and we need to conduct a comprehensive investigation."

Director Zhang showed his work ID, his tone stern.

Beside him, the old expert with gray hair put on white gloves and stared sharply at Lu Jingming.

"Young man, bigger battery capacity isn't always better. If you can't solve the heat dissipation, that's just disregarding human life."

Lu Jingming smiled and gestured to the side with a welcoming hand.

"The expert is right. You shouldn't stand in the courtyard; go into the clean workshop and see how we solved it."

The group changed into anti-static suits, passed through the airlock, and walked into the brightly lit production workshop.

When he saw the fully automatic robotic arm accurately grabbing the motherboard, Director Zhang was stunned.

The old expert even stopped his steps, his eyes behind thick lenses widening slightly.

"This... is this an assembly line that a private factory in Donghai City could be equipped with?"

Lu Jingming didn't speak; he directly picked up an unfinished motherboard from the conveyor belt and handed it to the old expert.

"Please take a look and see if this heat dissipation is up to standard."

The old expert took the motherboard, and after just one glance, the sound of him sucking in cold air echoed through the workshop.

"This black coating is... a graphene heat spreader?!"

His hands trembled slightly, and ignoring the dust on his white gloves, he gently rubbed the back of the motherboard with his fingertips.

"Between the battery compartment and the motherboard, they actually added an aerospace-grade fireproof membrane?"

The old expert raised his head abruptly and looked at Lu Jingming as if looking at a monster.

"And this full-coverage epoxy potting technology, not even a trace of excess air is left!"

"This kind of packaging and die-casting process is something even the big foreign manufacturers can't do right now!"

Director Zhang listened from the side, completely dumbfounded.

"Old Expert Chang, are you saying their phones have no safety hazards?"

Old Expert Chang held the motherboard in his arms as if it were a rare treasure, his face flushed with excitement.

"Hazards? You might not even make it explode if you roasted it with fire!"

The old expert pointed at the exquisite wiring structure, his voice loud and clear.

"This is a true industrial work of art! It is a technological leap for our domestic electronics manufacturing industry!"

The surprise inspection instantly turned into a large-scale fan meeting.

The law enforcement officers put away their notebooks, and their eyes looking at Lu Jingming were filled with admiration.

Two in the afternoon.

Donghai City TV's prime-time news broadcast a short bulletin.

On the TV screen, the leaders of the Quality Supervision Bureau were all smiles as they personally handed a gold-stamped plaque to Lu Jingming.

The plaque read eight big characters: High-Tech Benchmark Enterprise.

At this moment, in a dilapidated small hotel near the train station.

Brother Biao was slumped on a moldy mattress, staring fixedly at the bulky TV hanging in the corner.

When he saw that Lu Jingming hadn't been arrested, but was instead wearing a red flower and receiving an honorary plaque.

The world before his eyes went completely black.

With a "thump."

Brother Biao slid straight off the edge of the bed to the floor, his head hitting the nightstand, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

He realized that he and Lu Jingming were simply not creatures from the same dimension.

Using a knockoff mindset to provoke black technology that was a dimension-reduction strike was purely seeking death.

[Ding! Detected that Brother Biao's worldview is completely shattered, his Dao heart has collapsed!]

[Ding! The Huaqiangbei knockoff alliance has fallen apart and fallen into despair!]

[Congratulations to the host! Obtained group defense-breaking critical hit value: 500,000 points!]

In the office of the Xinghai building.

Lu Jingming listened to the prompt sound in his mind that sounded like celestial music and let out a long, comfortable breath.

500,000 defense-breaking points arrived; this haul was incredibly lucrative.

On the other side, Brother Biao in the hotel scrambled to get up.

He grabbed the tattered canvas bag on the table and stuffed a few changes of clothes into it haphazardly.

Whatever local bully of Huaqiangbei, whatever millions in turnover, he didn't want any of it anymore.

He just wanted to get far away from Donghai City, far away from Lu Jingming, that madman who didn't follow the laws of physics.

Brother Biao shouldered his bag and rushed out of the hotel like a madman, going straight to the ticket hall to buy a standing ticket for the earliest departing green train.

He fled back to his hometown overnight.

Because of the fall of Jinshi and Brother Biao running away, a huge power vacuum instantly appeared in the low-end knockoff market of Huaqiangbei.

Xinghai Technology's order volume ushered in a new round of explosive growth.

In the office.

Chu Xuan walked in carrying two cups of freshly brewed instant coffee, smiling from ear to ear.

"General Manager Lu, this time we've really beaten those bumpkin peers in the country into submission."

He handed the coffee to Lu Jingming, his face full of longing.

"When General Manager Shen raises the funds, we'll go to Shenzhen and make a glass casing. Won't the domestic market be ours to walk all over?"

Niu Dazhuang was wiping the coffee table with a rag on the side, also chuckling honestly.

"Ain't that the truth! Old Li and the others are walking with a spring in their step today; they're full of energy!"

Lu Jingming took the coffee cup but didn't drink.

He placed the cup on the table and cast his gaze toward the new urban area of Donghai City rising from the ground outside the window.

"Making a glass casing makes us invincible?"

Lu Jingming shook his head, a meaningful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Dazhuang, Old Li and the others are indeed good hands at assembly, but what if we asked them to draw the underlying chip blueprints?"

Niu Dazhuang was stunned, the rag in his hand stopping in mid-air.

"Draw chips? Young Master, you're really putting Old Li in a tough spot; he can't even recognize a single English word."

Chu Xuan also put away his smile, sensing the ambition hidden in Lu Jingming's words.

"General Manager Lu, do you feel like we don't have enough manpower now?"

"A ragtag team is fine for playing easy games, but how can we face the giants across the ocean?"

Lu Jingming stood up, walked to the desk, pulled open the drawer, and tossed out a stack of blank recruitment brochures.

He tapped his fingers on the paper, his eyes sharp.

"Bolang Mobile's sales are currently crashing; there will soon be a batch of laid-off senior engineers in Donghai City."

He turned his head and looked at the two men, who were full of confusion.

"Chu Xuan, go pull up a banner. Tomorrow, come with me to the entrance of Bolang Mobile; we're going to hijack their path."