548: Thirteen thousand kilometers

Just three hours later, Elder Zhou arrived.

Three hours?

Isn't that speed a bit too fast?

Even a private jet wouldn't be this quick.

Qian Ziyong looked at the pilot in military uniform beside him but didn't speak.

"Ziyong!" Elder Zhou, in a wheelchair, was pushed by a middle-aged man.

Qian Ziyong quickly stepped forward to shake Elder Zhou's hand.

Elder Zhou introduced, "This is Academician Ji Hongbo."

"This is Dr. Miao, Doctor Miao."

"And this is..."

Qian Ziyong went forward to shake hands with each of them.

There were several academicians and doctors.

They were all very polite to him.

Only Dr. Miao seemed to have some issues with him, looking at him as if he were a swindler.

Dr. Miao said, "Qian Ziyong, you claim you've developed a superconducting material?"

"And a Super Battery?"

"You want money, a lot of money?"

Qian Ziyong frowned, looked at Dr. Miao, and nodded, "Yes."

Hearing Qian Ziyong admit it, Dr. Miao questioned, "You only attended a regular university, and your major was tourism. What ability do you have to develop a superconducting material?"

"Or a Super Battery?"

Dr. Miao felt that Qian Ziyong was a swindler, a complete and utter swindler.

He had investigated Qian Ziyong.

A regular college student.

He didn't know how he got so lucky to become a successful entrepreneur.

An entrepreneur is an entrepreneur; instead of focusing on his own business, he's trying to make money under the guise of projects.

Elder Zhou's previous 350 billion chinese yuan had already been invested into Feihuang Group.

Repayment was to be made from the profits of feihuang cold medicine and Feihuang Eye Drops.

How many years would that take?

Unless Qian Ziyong increased the price of Feihuang Eye Drops.

He couldn't understand why, when the price abroad was 50,000 USD per person, Qian Ziyong only charged 30,000 chinese yuan domestically.

Even if the price were the same as abroad, many people would still queue up, and supply wouldn't meet demand.

Qian Ziyong must be doing this people-benefiting but self-detrimental thing deliberately to curry favor with Elder Zhou.

He had seen many people like this!

When Dr. Miao questioned him, Qian Ziyong ignored him and continued to shake hands with the other academicians.

"Elder Zhou, should we rest first, or change clothes and go into the laboratory now?" Qian Ziyong asked hesitantly.

He saw that Elder Zhou's complexion wasn't very good and was afraid that Elder Zhou's body couldn't handle the long journey.

Elder Zhou waved his hand, "I'm fine. Let's go into the laboratory now!"

He knew that entering the laboratory required changing into a dust-proof suit.

Qian Ziyong immediately had his assistant bring the clothes over. As he passed Dr. Miao, Qian Ziyong didn't even bother to look at him.

"Qian Ziyong!" Dr. Miao said angrily, "I just spoke to you, didn't you hear me?"

Qian Ziyong couldn't possibly have developed a superconducting material; he must have bought it at a high price from abroad.

He had seen this kind of thing many times.

They get finished products from abroad, test them in the laboratory, claim they made them themselves, and then start demanding money.

Qian Ziyong had previously gone to great lengths to build his reputation, certainly to get money.

Hearing Dr. Miao ranting, Qian Ziyong frowned and looked at Elder Zhou with some doubt.

Is this kind of person really reliable?

How did he get in here?

Elder Zhou frowned and scolded, "Dr. Miao, if you keep shouting like this, then go back to where you came from."

Reprimanded by Elder Zhou, Dr. Miao immediately quieted down, but his breathing became much heavier.

Qian Ziyong could feel that Dr. Miao now wanted to kill him.

Qian Ziyong could tell from Elder Zhou's tone that Dr. Miao seemed to have very powerful connections.

Perhaps his father or grandfather had a very good relationship with Elder Zhou.

Nowhere escapes the complexities of human relationships, and Qian Ziyong could understand that.

Ever since he became successful, many people had also sought him out.

Qian Ziyong arranged jobs for them, sending them to the assembly line.

Although he arranged for people to enter the factory, their wages also exceeded 10,000.

But it wasn't in his name; they entered under the guise of recruitment.

Everything was according to the rules: if they did well, they stayed; if not, they were fired.

Human relationships, ah, Qian Ziyong shook his head and led everyone to the laboratory.

In the laboratory, the superconducting material had already been placed on the surface. The measurement was very simple; just power it on.

Because the operation was simple, Qian Ziyong let the people Elder Zhou brought verify it themselves.

The group only took fifteen minutes to complete the measurement. The more they measured, the more surprised they became.

It really was room-temperature superconductivity.

What kind of material is this?

They held the material and studied it, wanting to know what it was made of.

Qian Ziyong didn't explain, just smiled and asked, "How is it? The material is good, right?"

"More than good, it's excellent!" Academician Ji Hongbo was extremely excited. "Elder Zhou, if this material can be mass-produced, then many of our projects that only exist in imagination can be launched."

"What is the cost of this material?"

Academician Ji Hongbo believed Qian Ziyong.

After all, he was someone Elder Zhou thought highly of.

Even if he didn't believe Qian Ziyong, he should believe Elder Zhou!

Hearing Academician Ji Hongbo's praise, Dr. Miao on the side disdainfully turned his face away.

Isn't it just some material obtained from a foreign research lab?

He could also make such a material for several hundred million, but it wouldn't be meaningful.

It needs to achieve mass production to be meaningful.

Qian Ziyong smiled and said to everyone, "The price of this material is very cheap."

"About ten chinese yuan per meter."

"If mass production is achieved, the cost can be controlled to three chinese yuan per meter!"

Such a low cost?

It's simply unimaginable.

Qian Ziyong then pointed to the Super Battery next to him and said, "And this Super Battery, the cost is 10,000 chinese yuan per cubic unit."

"One cubic unit of stored electricity can make an ordinary car run about 13,000 kilometers."

"It supports fast charging, but requires a dedicated charging pile."

"If not using fast charging, ordinary charging with regular electricity also works, but the speed will be much slower!"

13,000 kilometers per cubic unit?

A cubic unit was a unit Qian Ziyong created himself.

Everyone looked over; it was just a small item, about the size of a keyboard.

Such a small battery can make a car run 13,000 kilometers?

"What about safety?" Academician Ji Hongbo asked.

Qian Ziyong didn't speak. He walked over and threw the battery into a furnace nearby.

The furnace was in a glass cabinet, allowing everyone to clearly see what was inside.

Seeing this, Dr. Miao immediately retreated.

Batteries cannot be burned; they might explode.

Several people also retreated.

Qian Ziyong did not take any safety precautions.

The flames burned fiercely, the temperature rose repeatedly, but the battery did not even deform.

"Don't worry, this glass can withstand a typical explosion," Qian Ziyong explained with a smile.

Qian Ziyong explained, "This battery, whether burned or smashed with a hammer, will not explode and will not pose any danger."

Everyone was surprised, curious about what material it was made of.

Dr. Miao on the side spoke up, "How can such a small battery make a car run 13,000 kilometers?"

"Qian Ziyong, do you know what 13,000 kilometers means?"

"Even a gasoline car would have to run until it breaks down!"

"Many people don't even drive 13,000 kilometers in a year!"