My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

After listening to the complaints of technical director Wang Jianhua, Chen Feng frowned slightly.

He knew in his heart that entering the electric vehicle industry was not just about making quick money by selling two-wheeled vehicles.

The real ultimate goal is the trillion-dollar track that Chen Xiaotian mentioned in his heart—new energy vehicles.

The battery is the heart of an electric vehicle. If we can't manufacture the heart, we'll be at the mercy of others in the future.

After a moment's thought, Chen Feng changed his approach and asked, "What is BYD's current technological strength like?"

Wang Jianhua paused for a moment, then answered with familiarity, "Very strong. BYD is now a leading player in the global battery industry, and is competing with established giants like Sanyo and Sony from Japan."

"Mobile phone giants like Motorola and Nokia now have BYD on their battery supplier lists. It's said that they invest heavily in R&D, and their technological barriers are already very high."

"Like I just said, if we start research and development from scratch now, it would probably take forever to catch up with other companies."

Chen Feng nodded slightly, having made up his mind.

Since building it ourselves is too slow, let's find an established giant to talk to.

He turned to Zhang Qiang beside him: "Manager Zhang, could you contact Wang Chuanfu of BYD for me? Tell him I'd like to invite him for tea and make some friends."

Zhang Qiang was taken aback, not expecting his boss to have such a big appetite, directly wanting to meet the other party's leader.

"Understood! I'll contact them right away and report back to you immediately if there's any news."

"Okay, go do it."

......

As soon as Chen Xiaotian opened the door after leaving the factory and returning home, he was greeted by Chen Xiaotian.

"Dad, Grandma just called."

Chen Feng's parents were afraid of interfering with their son's business, so they rarely contacted him directly and mostly relayed messages through their grandson.

"What did the old lady say?" Chen Feng asked while changing his shoes.

"What else could it be? It's Qingming Festival, of course."

Chen Xiaotian waved his phone. "Grandma said the village is organizing a big ancestral worship ceremony this year, and she asked if you could take some time to go back. Judging from her tone, she really misses us."

Chen Feng paused, a wave of guilt washing over him.

"We must go back."

Chen Feng made a decisive decision, "I was just thinking of going back to see my parents. Go call your aunt and ask if she wants to go back to Jiangzhou. If she does, we can give her a ride on the way."

"Alright! I'll call my aunt right now."

Chen Xiaotian excitedly ran off to dial the number.

A moment later, the father and son went their separate ways.

Chen Feng called his mother back to confirm the itinerary and reassure the old woman, while Chen Xiaotian finalized Chu Yuan's plan to hitch a ride with her.

"Dad, it's all done."

Chen Xiaotian reported, "My aunt said she has no classes on Friday afternoon, so she asked us to pick her up from school then and go back to spend the weekend."

"Okay, then let's set the departure date for the evening of the 4th."

......

Shenzhen, BYD headquarters.

"Mr. Wang, I just received a call from Zhang Qiang, the general manager of Fengchi Electric Vehicles."

The secretary gently knocked on the office door, her expression somewhat subtle. "He said their boss wants to meet with you."

Wang Chuanfu, who was engrossed in reading documents, looked up, his eyes somewhat blank: "Fengchi's boss? Who?"

The secretary quickly explained, "It's Chen Feng, who ranked second on the Hurun Rich List. He's the chairman of Fengtian Holdings, and Fengchi Electric Vehicles is also one of his businesses."

"Oh—it's him!"

Wang Chuanfu suddenly realized, then took off his glasses, seemingly lost in thought, "Why did this young tycoon suddenly think of contacting me?"

"Could it be about battery procurement?"

Although Fengchi is a major customer of BYD in the field of power batteries, with a considerable purchase volume.

However, such business-level cooperation usually does not require the top executives of the two groups to personally intervene.

Since the other party personally extended the invitation, their intentions must be quite significant.

The secretary tentatively asked, "Mr. Wang, Manager Zhang is still waiting for a reply, saying he'll see when it's convenient for you."

Wang Chuanfu pondered for a moment, then lightly tapped his fingers on the table.

"In that case, you should reply to him and say that I will be going to Shanghai in the middle of the month to inspect potential locations for the new factory. If time permits, I will personally visit Chairman Chen."

Wang Chuanfu was also quite curious about this rising business tycoon who had risen rapidly in a short period of time.

Moreover, BYD is preparing to set up a battery production line in Shanghai, and at this time, it is definitely not a bad thing to maintain good relations with the local power brokers.

"Okay, I'll reply right away."

The secretary accepted the order and left.

Wang Chuanfu put his glasses back on, his gaze fixed on the bustling scene of the special economic zone outside the window, pondering to himself.

"Chen Feng... what exactly is this genius who has crossed over into both gaming and hardware development, up to?"

Soon, Wang Chuanfu's reply reached Chen Feng's ears.

Chen Feng was not surprised to learn that the other party would be coming to Shanghai in the middle of the month.

"Tell Zhang Qiang to follow up on the itinerary. Once President Wang arrives in Shanghai, be sure to let me know immediately; I want to extend my hospitality."

......

On April 4th, a light drizzle fell.

Chen Feng drove his black S600 slowly into the Jiaotong University campus.

"Xiao Tian, ​​call your aunt and tell her to get ready to come downstairs."

Before they even reached the girls' dormitory building, Chen Feng instructed his son to call for backup.

At that moment, Chu Yuan was doing the final packing in the dormitory. When she received the call, she responded and quickly closed her suitcase.

"Yuanyuan, is it your cousin with a net worth of 82 billion who's here to pick you up again?"

One of my roommates, who was painting her nails, stopped what she was doing, her voice brimming with undisguised envy. "I only knew you had wealthy relatives before, but I never imagined you were the second richest person in the country! That's a big shot certified by the newspapers!"

Since the Hurun Rich List was released, Chu Yuan's status in the dormitory has skyrocketed.

82 billion! Just hearing that number makes you dizzy.

Chu Yuan smiled a little embarrassedly: "What do you mean by 'rich man'? He's just my cousin. I'm going now, bye!"

Watching Chu Yuan drag her suitcase away, the dormitory erupted in chatter.

"Sigh, different people have different fates. If I had a cousin like that, why would I bother studying? I'd just have him arrange a vice president position for me!"

"Exactly, for a billionaire like that, even a little bit of money slipping through their fingers would be enough for us to live on for a lifetime..."

......

Downstairs, Chu Yuan got into the car and said apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry to have troubled you to make this trip again."

"We're family, why are we speaking like two different people?"

Chen Feng chuckled as he turned the steering wheel, "Since it's on the way anyway, I might as well give you a ride back."

The car drove out of the campus and merged into the traffic.

Looking at the street scene outside the window, Chu Yuan suddenly chuckled: "Brother, you're so famous now. When I went downstairs just now, my roommates were all asking me if 'that second richest man' was here to pick me up, making me feel like a giant panda."

Chen Feng chuckled: "It's just a hollow reputation. It's only in big cities that people love to follow these kinds of gossips. Once we go back to our small town, I doubt many people will even know who I am."

"That's not necessarily true. News spreads so fast these days," Chu Yuan said, sticking out her tongue.

They traveled in silence, taking turns grabbing a bite at service areas, and arrived in Jiangzhou after 9 p.m.

After safely sending Chu Yuan home, Chen Feng did not rush back to the countryside overnight. Instead, he took his son back to the long-vacant tenement building in the city.

Pushing open the door, a familiar, old-fashioned smell wafted out.

Although no one has lived here for the past few years, looking at the yellowed calendars on the wall and the old furniture, Chen Feng felt a long-lost sense of peace.

They spent the night there, and the father and son set off for their hometown at seven o'clock the next morning.

Another hour's drive later, the familiar Chenjia Village came into view.

The S600's massive body attracted the attention of many villagers as soon as it appeared at the village entrance.

After all, this car had been back before, and everyone recognized it as Chen Feng's vehicle.

"Hey! Ah Feng's back!"

As soon as the car came to a stop, a group of villagers surrounded it, their faces beaming with warm smiles.

"Sixth Uncle and Third Uncle are here."

Chen Feng got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out two boxes of Zhonghua cigarettes.

"I came back in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything fancy. Everyone, take this and smoke one pack each, don't mind!"

As he spoke, he opened the box and stuffed one into the hands of everyone he met.

This move completely stunned the villagers.

In the past, when someone in the village came back with a fortune, at most they would give each person a pack of cigarettes, or even just one cigarette.

This guy is something else, he just issues them by the pack! And they're all super expensive Zhonghua cigarettes!

"Wow! Ah Feng, you've really struck it rich! A carton of cigarettes costs several hundred yuan, and you're just giving it away like that?"

A man in his fifties took the cigarette, gave a thumbs-up, and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Uncle, you're too kind. It's just a small token of my appreciation," Chen Feng said with a smile, waving his hand.

At this moment, an older man standing nearby remarked with emotion:

"Ah Feng, you've really made something of yourself now. I even saw it on TV; they say you're the second richest person in the whole country! Our Chenjia Village has been around for hundreds of years, and you're the only one to have produced such a golden phoenix!"

"you do not say!"

A young man with dyed blond hair emerged from the crowd, excitedly shouting, "Brother Feng, I saw the news too! I couldn't believe it at first, but then I saw the photo and it really is you! And 'Legend,' so it's your company that makes it? Lots of people in our village are playing it!"

Chen Feng was somewhat surprised.

I thought this kind of financial news was far removed from rural areas, but I didn't expect that even the elderly people in the village knew about it so well.

It seems that the title of "second richest man" has an astonishing reach.

He smiled modestly: "That's just media hype, a lot of exaggeration. There are plenty of talented and wealthy people in China, mine is nothing special."

"Don't be modest! Anyway, our village will have face when we go out in the future. If anyone dares to bully us, we'll just say that the richest man in the village is from our village!"

The villagers laughed and joked, creating a lively atmosphere.

Chen Feng didn't exchange many pleasantries. Carrying large and small bags of gifts, he led his son through the crowd and returned to his old family home.

The two elders had been waiting at the door for a long time, and they were overjoyed to see their son and grandson return.

After a brief chat about everyday matters, at nine o'clock, the village chief came to greet us.

Chen Feng and his family changed into comfortable shoes and followed the grand procession to the back mountain for ancestral worship.