Who would still be a social slave when they are so rich?

Su Chen picked up his phone and saw that it was Xiao Chen calling. He immediately instructed Jiang Hui and Chen Fei, "Put these things away first, and put them in the treasure room on the first basement floor!"

As he spoke, Su Chen casually picked up a handle that resembled a "nothing to worry about" sign, then walked out of the study and headed towards the backyard, pressing the answer button at the same time.

As soon as the call connected, before he could even speak, Xiao Chen's slightly excited voice came from the other end: "Old Su~ Thanks to you this time, I've been promoted again! When are you coming back to the capital? Let's go to Tianque and have a good meal together!"

Hearing this, Su Chen's lips twitched slightly. Was this even human language? Treating someone to a meal after a promotion was no problem, but to go to Tianque under his own name? Wasn't this clearly making him pay for the meal?

Anyone can say that, right? Su Chen immediately coughed twice…

"Ahem~ Brother Chen, treating someone to dinner doesn't necessarily have to be at Tianque. I'm in the capital right now, just got home. If you really want to thank me, you can treat me to a late-night snack. I'm not picky, even roadside barbecue skewers are fine!"

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback, obviously not expecting Su Chen to have returned to the capital. They quickly asked, "You're back in the capital? Have you arranged everything at the park?"

"Hmm~" Su Chen responded softly, "Things at the park are temporarily settled. All that's left is to proceed step by step!"

"Since the World Semiconductor Expo is being held in Beijing, I decided to return to Beijing ahead of schedule!"

"Then Bai..." Xiao Chen was about to ask about the data from Bai Di's test flight when he suddenly realized that it wouldn't be clear in a few words over the phone, so he simply changed the subject: "Didn't you want to get some late-night snacks? There's a pretty good little shop near Gulou, want to go for a drink?"

Su Chen's eyebrows twitched slightly. He naturally understood Xiao Chen's unspoken message. Although he had only mentioned late-night snacks casually, he suddenly felt a little hungry and wanted to eat something to tide him over, even though he had already eaten quite a bit when he returned.

"Sure~ I have to come since Brother Chen is treating. Send me the location and I'll be right there!"

After hanging up the phone, less than ten seconds later, Su Chen received Xiao Chen's location. He checked the location and found that Xiao Chen was not far away, less than a kilometer away.

He replied to Xiao Chen with a "received" and then turned and walked towards the front yard.

"Sir, are you going out?" Jiang Hui and Chen Fei, who had just put away the ornaments and came out from the basement, saw Su Chen walking outside and quickly ran to his side.

"Hmm~ I'm going out for a late-night snack." Su Chen waved to them without stopping, "No need to follow me, I'll just grab a late-night snack near Gulou and come right back."

Butler Jiang Hui hesitated, "Sir, why don't you let Chen Fei go with you? It would be more convenient if you had a few drinks."

Chen Fei nodded in agreement.

"Alright!" Su Chen shrugged indifferently and led Chen Fei out of the courtyard.

They had originally planned to walk there slowly, which would only take about ten minutes, but now, after taking Chen Fei out of the courtyard, they drove the car out immediately.

With such thorough arrangements, are you suggesting we punish Chen Fei instead?
The place Xiao Chen arranged was not a private restaurant or a private club that required a membership card, but a small restaurant near the Drum Tower, specializing in a copper pot of mutton and grilled skewers, which was doing quite well.

Even though it's almost 10 p.m., the store is still bustling and lively.

"Brother Chen, you arrived so quickly?" Su Chen saw Xiao Chen standing by the roadside as soon as he got out of the car.

"It's just a short walk!" Xiao Chen said, beckoning Su Chen to walk into the store. At the same time, he looked at Chen Fei, who hadn't gotten out of the car yet, and asked, "What are you sitting there for? Why aren't you getting out?"

He never treated this elite, whom he had personally trained, as an outsider, especially since he was now Su Chen's personal bodyguard.

"Brother Xiao, I won't go. I ate a lot tonight and I'm not very hungry now!" Chen Fei quickly waved his hand upon hearing this.

"Hmm?" Xiao Chen's gaze immediately fixed on Chen Fei's wrist, on the string of crystal clear glass beads.

He immediately turned to Su Chen and asked, "Have all those jadeite rough stones at your house been processed?"

Xiao Chen also knew about the jadeite rough stones; Su Chen had mentioned them to him during a casual chat before.

"We've only produced a small batch of ornaments so far." Su Chen knew exactly what Xiao Chen was up to, so he took out the handle-like piece that he had casually picked up earlier and handed it over.

Xiao Chen rubbed the "Nothing to Worry" plaque in his palm a few times, and he was very satisfied with its warm and cool touch. He smiled and nodded, "Not bad, not bad, I like this gift, so I won't be polite!"

As he spoke, he casually slipped the handle into his pocket, the movement so natural and fluid, as if it were the only thing he should do.

He put his arm around Su Chen's shoulder and led him into the store, saying, "Come on, come on, this dinner is on me tonight, eat as much as you want!"

Su Chen shook his head speechlessly. It seemed that if he didn't give him the hand-held item, he would have to make him pay for the late-night snack.

Whether it was a pre-booked reservation or Xiao Chen was a regular customer of this restaurant, after entering, Xiao Chen whispered a few words to the owner at the counter and was then led up to a private room on the second floor, where he could see the night view of the Drum Tower.

"Let's start with three catties of mutton, the kind with a good balance of fat and lean. The skewers are up to you, bring all the signature ones. And two sets of knives, guns, and cannons too!" Xiao Chen ordered the food expertly, then looked at Su Chen: "Want a drink? We don't have any of your family or Tianque collections here. How about some baijiu? Or draft beer?"

Su Chen didn't rush to answer. Instead, he reached out and took the menu from Xiao Chen's hand, his gaze immediately falling on the drinks section.

After looking him over for a moment, he said, "I won't drink alcohol. I've been busy these past few days and need to clear my head. I'll just have some plum juice. If you want to drink alcohol, you can order it yourself."

"Forget it~ If you're not drinking, there's no point in me drinking alone. Let's start with a pitcher of chilled plum juice!" Xiao Chen also gave up the idea of ​​drinking and ordered the owner next to him.

The restaurant served the food very quickly. Before the clear broth in the copper pot had even boiled, various grilled skewers were already laid out on the table, glistening with oil, and the aroma of cumin and chili powder filled the air.

Su Chen and Xiao Chen couldn't resist any longer and started eating the skewers, occasionally taking a sip of chilled plum juice, which was incredibly refreshing.

After eating until he was about half full, Xiao Chen got down to business, leaning forward slightly and lowering his voice: "Old Su, what were the test data after Bai Di's test flight? How many hours can the engine last?"

Su Chen, who had just stuffed a mouthful of hot pot mutton into his mouth, mumbled a couple of times and made an eight gesture with his right thumb and forefinger. "Eight hundred hours?" Xiao Chen was slightly taken aback, then sighed softly, "Sigh~ Eight hundred hours is already pretty good. With Bai Di's super high speed, ordinary materials simply can't sustain such consumption."

"Who told you it was eight hundred hours?" Su Chen swallowed the mutton in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's eight thousand hours! Of course... this is the data under normal cruising conditions. Under extreme conditions, the theoretical lifespan may decrease by about twenty percent!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen's chopsticks fell onto the table with a "clatter," making a crisp sound. He stared wide-eyed at Su Chen with disbelief.

"What did you say? Eight thousand hours? And the cruising speed you mentioned, is it Mach 16.5 as I understand it?" Xiao Chen's voice trembled with shock.

He glanced subconsciously at the closed door of the private room, then leaned forward slightly. "Old Su, did you add an extra zero? This is no joke. You know, even the most advanced mainstream engines only have a core lifespan of about four thousand hours. You..."

He knew that the White Emperor's engine was revolutionary, but this one was too crazy. It could achieve a lifespan of eight thousand hours at a speed of up to Mach 16.5, which was an extremely terrifying existence.

The reason it has lasted so long, besides the technology of the engine itself, is... the materials used in the engine.

Thinking of this, a glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and suppressed the thought in his mind.

Su Chen was not surprised by Xiao Chen's reaction. After all, when he saw the data, he was also shocked for a long time before he came to his senses.

She picked up a piece of blanched mutton with her chopsticks, rolled it in sesame sauce, and replied calmly, "When have I ever joked about something like this? If I didn't have a little confidence, how would I dare to bargain with the old man!"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. He pointed at Su Chen and said with a smile, "You're really something, kid. You've even got the old man under your command."

As he spoke, Xiao Chen took a sip of plum juice to moisten his slightly dry throat, and looked at Su Chen with a half-smile, saying, "The old man left early this morning and hasn't returned yet."

Su Chen's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that they had encountered some problem and hadn't been able to come to a conclusion after discussing it all day?
However, Xiao Chen did not delve into this matter further, and instead changed the subject back to the White Emperor.

"By the way, Lao Su, you should have figured out the manufacturing costs of Baidi by now, right? Tell me about it first, so we can be mentally prepared!"

The White Emperor will definitely purchase it in the near future, but not for routine deployment, but for deployment as a strategic weapon.

He and the old man discussed this matter when they returned. However, according to the old man, the idea was to temporarily keep Baidi out of the open and use it as a trump card.

In the old man's words, we need to walk on two legs, increase investment in independent innovation and independent manufacturing, make up for our existing shortcomings, and achieve a comprehensive breakthrough.

We cannot rely on this outstanding "existence" to stop developing in other areas, otherwise we will end up like a bucket of uneven heights that cannot hold much water inside.

"Cost?" Su Chen deliberately dragged out the last syllable, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. Looking at Xiao Chen, who was clearly tense, Su Chen slowly extended one finger and said calmly, "The cost is one hundred million!"

"One hundred million?" Xiao Chen's voice immediately rose several octaves, and he stood up abruptly from his chair, placing his hands on the edge of the table, leaning forward, and staring intently at Su Chen. "The cost is only one hundred million US dollars?"

It's no wonder he lost his composure; the most advanced fifth-generation fighter jets these days cost tens or even hundreds of millions of US dollars to manufacture, and their selling price is basically in the hundreds of millions.

But the White Emperor, a space fighter with performance that's practically a game-changer, only costs 100 million? That's like something out of a fairy tale!
Su Chen was amused by Xiao Chen's reaction. He slowly picked up a piece of cooked mutton, dipped it in the sauce, and then looked up at him, jokingly saying, "Bai Di is something we developed ourselves. How could we possibly calculate the cost in US dollars!"

After saying that, Su Chen calmly put the piece of mutton into his mouth, then put down his chopsticks and waited for Xiao Chen's reaction.

"No...not US dollars? Are you suggesting we use Chinese yuan?!" Xiao Chen's voice trembled slightly. Even though he was used to all sorts of grand occasions, his heart was still trembling with excitement.

The thought struck him like a hammer blow to the head, instantly making him feel a rush of heat to his head, causing him to feel dizzy. He gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands to steady himself and prevent himself from losing his composure.

One hundred million Chinese yuan! This is no longer a fantasy, it's practically a myth!
It's worth noting that the unit price of the high-performance drones currently used internally is likely close to this figure.

The White Emperor, on the other hand, is a space fighter capable of cruising at Mach 16.5 in near space at altitudes above 80,000 meters. Its technological leap is enough to crush all existing aircraft.

Using 100 million to create such a strategic weapon is not just about controlling costs; it's more like a technological revolution that turns lead into gold.

"Brother Chen, calm down, your drool is practically dripping into the pot!" Su Chen couldn't help but tease Xiao Chen, who was sometimes shocked and sometimes excited.

He gently tapped the edge of the copper pot with his chopsticks, producing a crisp sound that immediately brought Xiao Chen's wandering soul back to reality.

Coming to his senses, Xiao Chen subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, genuinely believing that he had drooled.

Finding no drool at the corner of her mouth, she glared at Su Chen with annoyance and said with a laugh, "You little brat, you just like to see me make a fool of myself, don't you!"

“But what you just said was true? The cost of Baidi only needs to be one hundred million... Chinese yuan!” Xiao Chen’s expression immediately turned serious.

Su Chen nodded calmly, "That's right. After all, Baidi is produced entirely by the park and Yunmeng Group's subsidiaries, so it's 100% domestically made, which naturally lowers the cost!"

Upon receiving Su Chen's affirmative reply, Xiao Chen excitedly slapped his thigh, "Great! Great! That's wonderful!"

"No, I must tell the old man about this immediately. It might even become the most crucial straw in your plan!"

Without giving Su Chen a chance to speak, Xiao Chen hurriedly left the private room, leaving a bewildered Su Chen behind, and the fading voice coming from outside the door: "Old Su, remember to settle the bill, I'll treat you another day!"

By the time Su Chen came to his senses, Xiao Chen's figure had already disappeared into the corridor. He looked at the copper pot and skewers on the table, which were less than half-eaten, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"This guy... he really is fast, he runs faster than a rabbit!"

Seeing so much food on the table, Su Chen picked up his phone and called Chen Fei, asking him to come up and help finish some of it.

After all… wasting delicious food wasn't Su Chen's style. (End of Chapter)