7: Chapter 7 Fast Charging Technology Information!

Qianjiang Village.

Moonlight spilled into the dilapidated warehouse through the windows, and the hanging lights illuminated the figure of the young man hunched over his desk.

Aside from the core area, the rest of the environment was dim, the light seemingly partitioning the space into two worlds; in the vast warehouse, the figure of the young man hunched over his desk appeared lonely, yet strangely harmonious with the shining incandescent lamp.

"To produce high-rate battery cells, first, the electrolyte must be replaced to enhance ion movement..."

Zhou Fan was hunched over his desk, writing densely on a notebook the size of an A4 sheet of paper, which also contained highly precise design structural diagrams that looked exactly like works of art.

Various calculation formulas formed every paragraph.

Deep down, he hoped his startup would succeed; it was a very simple logic: he needed money.

Room-Temperature Superconductivity was the very thing he most hoped to accomplish, not to mention that the current improvement in his brainpower allowed him to see the hope of completion.

He needed to get the Fast Charging Technology and large-capacity battery-related technology out, so that Fanmi could get on the right track as soon as possible.

As time passed, there was movement at the iron door, along with the sound of footsteps, causing Zhou Fan to stop writing.

The person who arrived was not Wu Chen, but a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a black collared T-shirt; beside him was a woman whose crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were becoming clear, and the faint gray hairs amidst her black hair looked like annual rings adorning her dark tresses.

"Mom, Dad, why are you here?" Zhou Fan immediately stood up and pulled out two seats.

"Sit." Zhou Changlin swept his gaze across the vast warehouse; this warehouse was originally intended for rent, and although it wasn't in great condition on the outside and couldn't command a high price, it was still suitable to be rented out as a transit warehouse for some retail businesses.

However, Zhou Fan had asked him to hold off for a while and wait until after the college entrance exam, so he waited; he had originally thought that after the exam, Zhou Fan would have some ideas for using the warehouse, but it turned out that Zhou Fan had plunged headfirst into the warehouse, and he rarely even returned home anymore.

If it weren't for seeing his son busy every time he came over, with the desk full of blueprints he couldn't understand—blueprints that acted like a seal, sealing away the Seven Wolves belt at his waist—he would have acted differently.

Since he truly started adapting to his third year of high school, his son had changed drastically; one must know that a year ago, his son stopped asking him for living expenses and instead often brought money home to help out, claiming it was from part-time jobs on the internet.

Once he became financially independent, the weight of his words naturally increased significantly, and after confirming it wasn't any illegal income, Zhou Changlin naturally let it go.

This process took over half a year.

Zhou Changlin sat down and rubbed his hands on his knees.

The warehouse at night was very quiet, with the faint sound of frogs croaking coming from the drainage ditch.

After a long while, Zhou Changlin finally broke the silence.

"I haven't read many books, but being able to start a business with Lei Jun is a rare opportunity... The minor representative contract... as you said, we have already signed it. You focus on the startup first; if it fails, we'll just go back to studying for another year..."

Zhou Changlin had long felt the urge to speak his mind; after all, ever since he found out a year ago that his son could support himself, and that a job he took on the internet earned him more in a few days than he made in a month, he had been holding it in.

From that moment on, Zhou Changlin knew that there wasn't much he could do on his son's path of growth.

But as parents, they always wanted to do something for their child...

Beside him, Zhou's mother sat on the side, her expression hesitant, but in the end, she swallowed her words.

"Okay, once I make money, you two can enjoy life." Zhou Fan nodded; it was unlikely that the startup would fail, but telling his parents about his success now might not make them believe him.

"Alright, I'll handle things at school; you need to rest early." Zhou Changlin patted his legs and stood up, his gaze sweeping across the room and landing on the 1.2-meter small bed in the corner of the warehouse.

"Okay, just help me ask for leave; the longer, the better." Zhou Fan smiled and stood up to see them off. Preconceptions in people's hearts are like a great mountain, but fortunately, he had spent half a year changing his parents' preconceptions.

As for other people's preconceptions, he didn't have the energy, nor did he care to change them.

"Leave this to me!" Zhou Changlin waved his hand and left with his wife.

The two came and left in a hurry; during their brief exchange, Zhou's mother clearly wanted to stay with her son a bit longer, but Zhou Changlin's departure forced her to say goodbye and follow him out of the warehouse.

"Why are you in such a rush to leave..." Lin Cuilan was a bit displeased.

"He is starting a business with Lei Jun right now, he's very busy. Once the college entrance exam is over, he'll have more time." Zhou Changlin actually wanted to stay too, but he could see that Zhou Fan was very busy now.

Once these words were spoken, Lin Cuilan sighed softly and didn't say anything more.

She just felt a bit annoyed in her heart, listening to the low, rumbling sounds coming from the distance.

"Why is there construction everywhere in the village now??" Lin Cuilan, who was already feeling complicated inside, couldn't help but complain.

"It seems the village wants to develop tourism... the New West Lake project. Don't they always say, 'to get rich, build roads first'? And there's the tide-watching platform by the Qianjiang River; I heard that's going to be built soon too..."

"Building roads? The tide-watching platform... where is the money coming from?"

"Two days ago at the village committee meeting, they said some sucker spent 20 million! I asked around, and that village committee building was bought by Xiao Fan's boss."

"Xiao Fan's boss is a sucker?"

"How could that be? He was the CEO of a listed company before... It's just what people in the village are saying; I don't know what to say about it."

"Oh..."

Fanmi Technology... Office building.

"Is this the office building you said had a great Xinshan and a great environment? With a big garden in front? Do you believe I'll go back to Yanjing right now??" Li Guoqiang was full of question marks, standing on the rooftop and looking out.

He looked at the unpainted red brick building in front of him in disbelief, the glass for the windows hadn't even been installed yet.

In front of the building was a vast patch of dirt ground; there wasn't even a concrete road... a patch of weeds had been trampled into a cement pit, with only a hint of green tips poking out.

Not far away was a pile of sand, looking like it was left over from building the structure; further away was an area of low-rise houses, and the other end looked even more desolate, with the dilapidated warehouse looming faintly at the end of the dirt road.

It certainly had a wide view, but that was all it had...

"In the future, the front and back of the building will be ours to use. We can plant trees or flowers and plants, no problem. Tell me, isn't this scalability great! Standing here, one can see all the mountains at a glance!!!" Lei Jun rested his hands on the top-floor balcony, couldn't help but turn his head to look, and leaned against the railing with a smile on his face.

Li Guoqiang's eyes widened. He had witnessed Lei Jun's smooth-talking before, taking Xinshan from a company with only twenty people to a listed one.

He just didn't expect that one day, Lei Jun would actually use this smooth-talking on him.

Beside him, Zhou Guangming's gaze was very serious, and he spoke with a heavy expression.

"You said you wanted to assemble the best technical team, is the Fast Charging Technology... also made up?" He frowned slightly, looking as if he would turn around and leave at the slightest disagreement.

The failed transformation at Motorola left him feeling resentful; he had held onto hope... but seeing everything before him, he felt he had been deceived...

"The Fast Charging Technology isn't made up. We have to wait for Engineer Zhou to finish class! Wait for him to explain." Lei Jun shook his head seriously and spoke truthfully; Li Guoqiang was an old subordinate after all, so they could joke around.

But it was different with Zhou Guangming. Strictly speaking, his friendship with Zhou Guangming was through another partner, Lin Wenwu. If he left a bad impression on this person, he might really walk away.

"Finish class? Which school's professor?"

"When he arrives, you'll know." Lei Jun paused, looked toward the dirt road, and after seeing two figures in school uniforms walking in the distance, his eyes lit up slightly.

"He's here!!"