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

"Shall we start a business together?"

Su Wanqing froze completely.

She was still holding the "Principal's Special Award" certificate, which represented the school's highest honor, but at that moment the red paper felt a little hot.

She had just finished processing the shock of that national banner when Bai Che threw out an even more baffling question.

cause?

And a freshman who had just entered the school a month ago, but had already turned the school upside down and had become "famous" for diagnosing his roommate's hemorrhoids and his own premenstrual syndrome.

For the first time, her usually calm and organized mind showed signs of crashing.

Wang Tao, standing to the side, had long forgotten what it meant to be petrified. He was holding the banner, his face flushed with excitement, and upon hearing Bai Che's words, he almost jumped up.

"Brother Che is awesome! He's carrying his senior to new heights!"

Su Wanqing cast a cold glance at him, and Wang Tao immediately fell silent, clutching the banner and shrinking into a corner, mouthing a silent shout.

Bai Che completely ignored the strange atmosphere in the dormitory. He simply looked at Su Wanqing and repeated his question as if he were asking, "Do you want to have dinner together?"

"So, senior, are you interested?"

Su Wanqing finally regained her composure. She forced herself to resume her posture as the student council president and gently placed the certificate on Bai Che's desk.

"Bai Che, I don't understand what you mean. We are students, and our primary task is to study."

These words sounded grand and dignified, but even she herself felt somewhat unsure of their validity.

After seeing that banner, talking about "learning" seems incredibly inadequate.

"Studying is so boring." Bai Che leaned back in his chair and stretched. "I want to start a company, but I need someone to manage it."

Su Wanqing was so angry at his nonchalant attitude that she couldn't speak.

Setting up a company? He said it as casually as going to the cafeteria for a meal.

We're still short of someone to be in charge?

What does he see himself as? A professional manager waiting to be sold in the job market?

"Bai Che, starting a business is not child's play. You need a business plan, start-up capital, legal and financial support..."

"This is too much trouble," Bai Che interrupted her. "I'll only handle the technical aspects. The rest will require a trustworthy and capable person to take care of it."

His intentions couldn't be clearer.

Su Wanqing felt a throbbing sensation in her temples.

She admitted that her junior's technical skills were beyond her comprehension. But his behavior was also beyond her tolerance.

That's too arbitrary!

"Sorry, I'm not interested in your nonsense," Su Wanqing said decisively. She had her own life plans: to study abroad after graduation, join a top consulting firm, and take things one step at a time. She certainly wasn't going to be some kind of "housekeeper" for an unreliable junior.

"Nonsense?"

Bai Che smiled.

He didn't argue, but instead rummaged through a box full of various parts under the table and found something.

It was an unremarkable, silver-gray film about the size of an A4 sheet of paper.

"Senior, look what this is!"

Su Wanqing was puzzled, but she still looked over. Was it just a piece of ordinary plastic sheet? Or metal foil?

Bai Che connected one end of the membrane to two thin wires, and the other end of the wires to a small light bulb taken from an old table lamp.

The light bulb did not respond.

Su Wanqing frowned, even more certain that he was joking.

However, the next second, Bai Che made a move that she couldn't understand.

He picked up the film, folded it like a paper airplane, rolled it up, and even crumpled it into a ball with his hands.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a pair of scissors from the table.

Click.

He actually cut a small piece directly from that piece of film.

Su Wanqing was about to scold him for wasting experimental materials when she saw Bai Che reconnect the wire that was connected to the light bulb to the small piece that had been cut off.

Snapped!

A blinding light suddenly shone.

The small light bulb emitted a brighter light than when it was plugged into the socket.

Su Wanqing's breath caught in her throat at that moment.

She stared intently at the glowing light bulb, then suddenly looked at the crumpled piece of film that had been cut off in Bai Che's hand.

That's not plastic.

That's not metal foil either.

That's a... battery?!

A battery that can be bent, folded, crumpled, and even cut open, yet its fragments can still generate electricity independently...?!

As a top student at the University of Science and Technology of China, she understood better than anyone else what this meant.

This means that all existing forms of electronic products will be disrupted.

Cell phones can be as thin as paper and roll up on your wrist. Range will no longer be an issue for electric vehicles, as the car itself will be a giant battery. Wearable devices, aerospace…

A brand new era was casually torn open in this small dormitory room by him with a pair of scissors.

"This...this is..." Su Wanqing's voice trembled, and she could no longer maintain her composure and calmness.

"Flexible battery." Bai Che casually tossed the fragment onto the table, then pulled out the ten million yuan bank card from his pocket and pushed it over.

"I've decided on a name for the company: 'Zero Boundary Technology.' This should be enough seed money."

After finishing all this, he leaned back in his chair, put his hands behind his head, and looked languid, as if to say, "Things are done, time to rest."

"Now, senior, do you still think it's ridiculous?"

Su Wanqing felt that her worldview was being repeatedly crushed and then reshaped by a thin film and a bank card.

She looked at the piece of broken glass on the table that was still making the light bulb glow, then at the bank card that represented millions of dollars, and finally, her gaze fell on the culprit who looked like he was saying, "Come and help me deal with this mess."

She remained silent for a full minute.

"I need to see the complete technical specifications and safety report," she said, her voice still a little unsteady but now clear and coherent.

"Can."

"Company registration, patent application, team building... all of these take time."

That's why I contacted you.

Su Wanqing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the decisiveness that belonged to the student council president had returned.

"I can temporarily handle these miscellaneous tasks for you, as your... temporary assistant." She deliberately emphasized the word "temporary," "until you find a professional CEO."

"No problem," Bai Che agreed readily.

A professional CEO? No need, the one right in front of you is the best.

"Great!" Wang Tao, who was in the corner, immediately jumped out again, excitedly raising his hand. "Brother Che, senior sister, what about me? What can I do? How about being the company's chief publicity officer? And also the security captain!"

Bai Che glanced at him: "Granted."

Thus, "Zero Boundary Technology," a company destined to revolutionize the world, was established in this dormitory room 302 in an extremely hasty manner.

Its founder is a lazy tech geek.

Its interim CEO is an aloof senior student who is forced to work.

Its chief publicist is a goofy guy who just recovered from hemorrhoids.

……

A week later.

In the independent laboratory specially approved by the University of Science and Technology of China for Bai Che.

When Su Wanqing walked in carrying a thick stack of documents, she was met with a scene of utter chaos.

The table was piled high with empty takeout containers and instant noodle cups, emitting a mixed odor. Bai Che, wearing goggles, was intently operating a precision instrument, making final optimizations to the production process of flexible batteries.

Su - Temporary Assistant - Wanqing's beautiful eyebrows were furrowed into a knot.

She didn't say anything, but silently cleaned up the trash and then wiped the table with a wet wipe.

Bai Che only noticed her after he took off his goggles and finished a crucial step in the process.

"nailed it?"

"The company registration process has been submitted, and the first draft of the patent application has been prepared. It needs your final confirmation and signature." Su Wanqing placed the documents on the clean table and reported in a businesslike manner.

She demonstrated remarkable execution skills, managing to organize all the tedious administrative tasks in just a few days.

"Thank you for your hard work." Bai Che nodded and picked up the pen to sign.

Su Wanqing looked at his pale face, which was pale from staying up all night, and his bloodshot eyes, and finally couldn't hold back.

The next day, she reappeared at the laboratory door.

This time, in addition to the documents, she also had a pink insulated lunchbox in her hand.

Bai Che had just finished an all-night test and was about to make himself a bowl of noodles for breakfast.

"Stop eating."

Su Wanqing walked in and slammed the lunchbox down in front of him with a loud "bang".

Bai Che looked up, somewhat surprised.

"My mom made chicken soup this morning, and... she brought you a portion too."

She pushed the lunchbox to Bai Che's side, and immediately turned around to organize the documents, not daring to look at him, but a suspicious pink tinge appeared at the base of her ears.