30: Chapter 30: A Black Miracle of Everyone's Frenzy and the Testing Equipment Bursting
Chenguang Electronics Factory had initiated an unprecedented, frenzied, all-staff collaborative mode.
On the perimeter of the factory grounds.
Da Biao, dressed in black riot gear and holding a half-meter-long rubber baton in one hand, paced back and forth outside the main gate of Workshop No. 2.
One hundred and fifty veterans and sports school Sanda specialists were fully armed, standing guard every few steps.
Da Biao picked up his walkie-talkie and pressed the talk button.
"All squads, report your status."
"Squad One is normal. Not even a stray dog has gotten past the north perimeter wall."
"Squad Two is normal. The monitoring room has had no blind spots for twenty-four hours."
Da Biao nodded and ordered coldly into the walkie-talkie.
"Keep your eyes peeled. These next two days are the most critical. Even if the King of Heaven himself tries to break into the workshop, break his legs first before asking questions. Do you hear me!"
"Understood!"
A synchronized shout came from the walkie-talkie.
Inside Workshop No. 2.
All workplace contempt chains and class barriers had been completely shattered.
Chen Hao, his face covered in soot, crouched beside a large stamping machine.
He pointed at a thin composite electrode sheet and shouted to Zhang Xiufang.
"Sister Zhang! You absolutely cannot fold the edges! What you are holding is the essence extracted from a two-hundred-billion mineral vein! You must press it firmly along this nano-scale groove. Make sure it's perfectly seamless before applying glue for the final packaging!"
Zhang Xiufang held a pair of precision mechanical tweezers in her hand.
Without even lifting her head, she controlled the electrode sheet into the groove with an incredibly steady wrist.
"Engineer Chen, just put your mind at ease! Back at Tengfei Electronics, I could do lead wiring with my eyes closed. With this work in our hands, there won't be a single defective product."
Zhang Xiufang deftly completed a packaging job, then turned and glared at Chen Hao.
"Stop shouting here. Your throat is so hoarse it's smoking. Go and drink some water quickly!"
Not far away, Big Mouth Liu ran over carrying a huge stainless steel basin filled with steaming chicken soup.
"Aunties! Ladies! Take a two-minute break! Chef Lin from the cafeteria simmered this old hen soup in a clay pot for four hours, with plenty of ginseng added. Come have a bowl to soothe your throats!"
Big Mouth Liu placed the basin on an iron table.
Aunt Wang snatched the long-handled iron ladle from Big Mouth Liu's hand and scooped out a full, large bowl.
She carried the bowl over to Big Mouth Liu and forced it into his hands.
"Stop with the empty gestures. We old folks only work eight hours a day. Have you young kids even slept for three hours combined? Your eyes are all red like rabbits. Drink it! The boss pays such high wages, you need to stay alive to spend them!"
Aunt Wang lectured him with a stern face.
Big Mouth Liu's eyes instantly turned red.
He lifted the bowl and downed the piping hot chicken soup in one go.
"Auntie. It's delicious. Even better than what my mom makes!" Big Mouth Liu wiped his mouth.
Zhang Xiufang spoke while operating the cold welding machine, her voice filled with endless drive.
"The boss promised fifty yuan in labor fees for every piece assembled! Yesterday, I assembled two hundred. I earned ten thousand yuan in one day! I have all the money for my daughter's piano next year."
Zhang Xiufang's eyes were slightly red, but her hands moved faster and faster.
"The boss treats us like human beings. You educated folks are up front, burning your hearts out working on the formula. We have to give it our all, even our old lives, to get this job done beautifully!"
Chen Hao crouched on the ground, grabbed a bowl of chicken soup, and gulped it down.
He slammed the empty bowl onto the table.
"Right! Let's do the job beautifully! Let's crush those foreigners and capitalists who look down on us!"
Over a hundred college students and hundreds of ordinary aunties roared in unison.
The atmosphere in the entire workshop was heated to the extreme.
On the second-floor corridor.
Lu Chen rested his hands on the stainless steel railing, quietly watching this incredible scene below.
Old Zhou hurried up the stairs, clutching a thick stack of receipts in his hand.
"Mr. Lu."
Old Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"We've been spending money like crazy these past two days. Millions are going out every day for the aunties' piece-rate wages. Chef Lin is stewing ginseng and abalone every day. Plus the ten million in cash Da Biao spent sweeping up goods at the scrap yard. Can our funds on the books handle this kind of burning?"
Old Zhou shivered in distress.
Lu Chen ignored Old Zhou.
In his mind, the system notification sound was flooding the screen frantically.
"[Detected that all factory employees have broken through educational and class barriers, forming perfect synergy.]"
"[Employee Zhang Xiufang's loyalty is maintained at maximum value and overflowing; emotions are in a state of gratitude.]"
"[Employee Chen Hao's loyalty is maintained at maximum value and overflowing; spirit is in a state of extreme, breakthrough excitement.]"
"[Detection verdict: 1,530 employees on the payroll, loyalty locked at 100%. Without exception.]"
"[Triggered system hidden ultimate verdict: 'Labor Utopia' perfect workplace achievement unlocked.]"
"[Current daily income has undergone multiple multiplier critical hits.]"
"[Single-day basic cashback has surged to 100 million yuan. The funds have been transferred in real-time to the account ending in 7890.]"
Lu Chen calmly pulled that black phone out of his pocket.
He opened the banking app.
An unread text message lay in the center of the screen.
"Account balance: 214,500,000.00 yuan."
Over two hundred million.
This was the ultimate, destructive revenge brought upon the black-hearted capitalists by a group of grateful employees.
He flashed the phone screen in front of Old Zhou.
Old Zhou's eyes were locked onto that long string of zeros.
He counted once. Then counted again.
Old Zhou gasped, clutched his heart, and staggered back two steps, leaning against the wall.
"Old Zhou. Spending this much money is nothing."
Lu Chen put the phone away.
"Let the people below go all out. If there isn't enough money, I'll go get a few more sacks, fill them with cash, and dump them at the workshop entrance."
Two days flashed by in the blink of an eye.
At the operating table in the center of Workshop No. 2.
Zhang Xiufang gripped the hydraulic operating lever of the cold welding machine with both hands.
She took a deep breath, exerted force with both arms, and slammed the hydraulic lever down hard.
"Click."
A crisp sound of metal interlocking rang out.
The hydraulic mold slowly lifted.
On the operating table, there was now a rectangular object.
It was a battery pack wrapped in shoddy industrial black glue.
Its volume was exactly the same size as an ordinary red brick used for building houses.
There were several ugly scratches on the edges left by manual sanding.
The surface was extremely rough, completely lacking the smooth texture that any high-tech product should have.
It even emitted a faint smell of waste plastic.
Looking closely, it was ugly.
Old Zhou leaned in to take a look, his brow furrowing into a deep frown.
"Sister Zhang. Don't blame me for being blunt."
Old Zhou pointed at the black brick.
"Is this the ultimate weapon that over a thousand of us in the factory have been working ourselves to the bone for, without eating or sleeping? If you took this out, even the scrap collectors on the street would turn their noses up at it."
Zhang Xiufang wiped the machine oil off her face.
"Old Zhou, shut up. I pressed the electrode sheets inside layer by layer according to the blueprints with my own hands. There is absolutely no deviation."
Chen Hao strode over and pushed Old Zhou aside.
His eyes were full of fanaticism as he put on a pair of thick insulating gloves and carefully picked up the black brick.
"Old Zhou, you don't know jack about industrial aesthetics. The stuff inside this thing could drown all those so-called big factories of the Morgan Consortium in a toilet."
Chen Hao carried the battery to the dust-free test bench in the center of the workshop.
Everyone in the factory who wasn't working gathered around.
They were packed so tightly, three layers deep inside and outside, that not even water could get through.
Da Biao also stretched his neck to look into the crowd.
Lu Chen walked down the stairs.
Everyone automatically made way for him.
He walked to the side of the test bench.
"Test."
Lu Chen's voice was steady.
Chen Hao nodded and grabbed several thick, bulletproof glass shields, setting them up in front.
He picked up two probes connected to a top-tier comprehensive performance tester.
He swallowed hard.
Chen Hao pressed down with both hands, pushing the metal probes firmly against the positive and negative copper contacts of the black brick.
"Beep..."
A sharp, long sound rang out.
On the massive LCD screen of this three-million-yuan tester, rows of green data began to flicker.
The internal resistance was extremely low. The voltage was completely locked on a flat line.
Immediately after, the bar chart in the center of the screen, representing energy density, began to surge upward.
The numbers started from two hundred.
Five hundred.
Eight hundred.
One thousand five hundred!
Big Mouth Liu roared at the top of his lungs from the side.
"Brother Hao! The voltage isn't jumping at all! It's completely stable!"
Two thousand!
Three thousand!
The values showed absolutely no sign of stopping.
The tester's built-in alarm emitted a piercing warning sound.
The red fault light flickered frantically.
"Engineer Chen! Pull it out, pull it out! The machine is going to burn out!"
Big Mouth Liu was so anxious he tried to pull on Chen Hao's arm.
Chen Hao's arm muscles tensed as he pressed down on the probes with all his might.
"Don't touch me! Let it test to the end!"
Chen Hao roared.
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