A live stream of someone hand-making a giant white robot attracted the attention of the government,

We don't even have a decent production line.

Su Wanqing's voice carried a deep sense of helplessness.

Her office is currently overflowing with emails from the world's top automakers wishing her a piece of their minds.

Behind each letter lies the story of a multi-billion dollar automotive giant and their boundless desire for that magical battery.

"The Mercedes board hopes to send a delegation over next week."

"The CEO of BMW sent us a private email, asking if we had any plans to manufacture cars independently. They said they could provide everything except money!"

"And then there's BYD, Geely, NIO... all the well-known domestic companies. We get eight calls a day, they're practically making our receptionist's phone smoke!"

Wang Tao listened intently, his mouth watering.

"My God! Brother Che! President Su! Isn't this just like lying down and counting money? We could buy this building just by authorizing one company!"

Su Wanqing shot her a glare, as if she were looking at an idiot.

"Making money while lying down? Do you even know what car manufacturing is?"

She suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the office, the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor was urgent and chaotic.

"How long does it take to go from planning to production for even the most basic car production line? A year!"

"And this is assuming everything goes smoothly!"

"We need land, factories, equipment, thousands of skilled workers, and a complete supply chain! What do we have now?"

She became more and more agitated as she spoke, pointing out the window, her voice tinged with anger.

"Three people, one lab, and a mountain of debt!"

"The market's patience is limited! They're praising us to the skies now because they think we can have a product out tomorrow. But what do you think will happen if we can't produce anything in a year or two?"

"We'll go from a technological myth to the biggest joke of the century! Apple, the company we 'get out' in response to, will be the first to stand up and laugh at us to death!"

Wang Tao shrank back at the shout and fell silent instantly.

He then realized that what had fallen from the sky wasn't a pie, but a gold brick that could send him to the ICU.

They simply couldn't handle it.

Su Wanqing took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and looked at the culprit who had been slumped on the sofa the whole time, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.

"Bai Che, I need a solution. A solution that can respond to the market as quickly as possible and allow the company to survive."

Bai Che was holding his phone, scrolling through silly short videos with little interest.

He didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard Su Wanqing's words.

Car manufacturing?

Just going through that process in his mind was enough to make his DNA move.

Approval, land acquisition, factory construction, design, meetings, report review... every step is filled with the word "trouble".

This doesn't align with his "lying flat" philosophy.

His cheat code is "influence exchange," the core of which is "quickly creating trouble and igniting trending topics." By the time the car is built, it's too late.

What he needs is something that can spread rapidly like a virus and reap influence points like crazy.

"Car manufacturing is too slow."

He finally spoke, his voice carrying a lazy disdain.

"And it's troublesome."

Su Wanqing almost choked.

"Slow? Troublesome? The whole world is watching us! What else can we do if we don't build cars?!"

Just then, a frustrated howl came from the corner of the laboratory.

"Damn it, it's out of power again! Is my power bank having kidney problems?"

Wang Tao was struggling to pull a brick-sized power bank out of his bag and connect it to his phone, which had only 1% battery left.

"It was advertised as having 20,000 mAh when I bought it, but it only lasts one charge. It takes an entire night to fully charge itself—a complete rip-off!"

He muttered to himself as he shook the heavy "brick".

Bai Che, who was sprawled on the sofa, glanced over there unintentionally.

His gaze fell on the power bank that Wang Tao had been so disgusted with.

His eyes flickered slightly.

and many more.

power bank……

Power bank...

Solid-state lithium metal batteries have an energy density that is dozens of times higher than that of traditional lithium batteries.

in case……

In a single thought, his Ren and Du meridians were instantly opened!

Yup!

The layout is small!

Why start with something as complicated as a car?

What he needed was a small device that could demonstrate the power of "Qiming-1" in the most direct and straightforward way, while also being able to be produced and distributed quickly.

Something that everyone in the world can use, and once you use it, you can never go back.

What could be more suitable than this? This is the answer in the current version!

Inspiration burst forth completely.

For the first time, a frighteningly bright light flashed in Bai Che's usually lazy eyes.

He suddenly sat up from the sofa.

This startled both Su Wanqing, who was in a fit of anger, and Wang Tao, who was complaining.

The two looked over at the same time and saw that Bai Che's "troublesome" expression had disappeared.

Instead, there is a kind of excitement, like finding a beloved toy and eagerly wanting to try it out.

"Come with me."

Bai Che uttered three words and walked straight to his workstation.

Su Wanqing and Wang Tao exchanged a glance, full of questions, but still followed along as if possessed.

Bai Che opened an industrial design software on the computer and his hands flew across the keyboard and mouse, creating a blur of typing.

Countless lines and modules danced and rearranged on the screen.

Su Wanqing's brain, which was filled with the problems of car manufacturing, completely crashed and couldn't keep up with his operations.

Less than three minutes.

A minimalist design rendering appeared on the screen.

It was a metal strip about the size of a piece of chewing gum. It was entirely matte silver, with a Type-C port on the side and only a barely visible indicator light on the front.

Its design is purer and more refined than any of Apple's existing products.

Wang Tao leaned over for a look, his face full of confusion.

"Brother Che, what's this? A new USB drive? Or... a lighter?"

Su Wanqing also frowned, unable to discern anything special about this thing.

Bai Che did not answer.

He stood up, extended a finger, and tapped the delicate, small metal bar on the screen.

His face regained that familiar, Versailles-like composure.

"We won't build cars yet."

"Let's release a 'little gadget' first."

Looking at the two dumbfounded people, he threw out the trump card, word by word.

"Zero Boundary 'Energy Bar' T1 Model".

"Its size is only one percent of that of a regular power bank."

"Its capacity is enough to feed twenty of the latest iPhone models."

He paused for a moment, then dropped the last and most lethal bomb.

"Furthermore, to fully charge it, all you need to do is..."

"One minute."