Super Rich: Starting the game by going back ten years to buy Bitcoin

"Li Yichen, what exactly do you want?"

The next morning at eight o'clock.

Office of the plant manager of Hongyuan New Energy.

Ji Yanran slapped a thin document onto the large mahogany desk.

The paper slid and stopped next to the factory manager, Wang Youzhi.

Wang Youzhi lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the bold black text at the top of the document.

Letter of Notification Regarding the Complete Termination of Cooperation with Hengyu Group.

Wang Youzhi's hand suddenly trembled.

He looked up at Ji Yanran standing opposite him.

"President Ji, this..." Wang Jianguo stammered, pointing at the document, "Isn't this a mistake?"

"You're not mistaken." Ji Yanran pulled out a chair and sat down. "Execute immediately."

Wang Youzhi was so anxious that he kept slapping his thigh.

"Hengyu's materials account for 40% of our production line's supply!"

"The inventory in the warehouse can only last for three days at most!"

Three days later, the production line came to a complete standstill, thousands of workers were left without work, and several large orders that were about to be delivered were all defaulted on.

"The penalties for breach of contract alone could bankrupt our new company!"

Wang Youzhi was sweating profusely with anxiety; this notification was practically a suicide statement.

Ji Yanran listened to Wang Youzhi's analysis.

She had already simulated these risks countless times in her study last night.

Li Yichen's decision violated all business logic.

But she is the executor.

Ji Yanran picked up the pen from the table.

Remove the pen cap.

He quickly signed his name at the end of the notification letter.

He grabbed the official seal next to him and pressed it heavily onto the paper.

The red inkpad was bright and glaring.

"It's stamped." Ji Yanran pushed the document back. "Send it to Hengyu Group immediately."

Wang Youzhi stared at the company seal, his face ashen. He couldn't understand what the company's new boss was trying to do.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The chairman's office on the top floor of the Hengyu Group headquarters building.

Zhao Deguang sat in his executive chair, holding the A4 sheet of paper that had just been faxed over.

The content on the paper was very simple.

Hongyuan New Energy has unilaterally terminated all cooperation, effective immediately.

There is absolutely no room for negotiation.

boom.

The purple clay teacup in Zhao Deguang's hand shattered on the polished marble floor.

Broken porcelain shards were scattered everywhere.

Tea spilled all over the floor.

The secretary outside the office door shrank back in fright.

"Bring that beast Zhao Tianyu here!" Zhao Deguang roared.

Ten minutes later.

Zhao Tianyu pushed open the office door and walked in cautiously.

His left and right cheeks were still swollen, and he had ice packs on them.

Zhao Deguang pulled out the Hermes belt from his waist.

The metal buckle glides through the air.

Snapped.

It landed squarely on Zhao Tianyu's back.

"Dad!" Zhao Tianyu screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Deguang didn't stop at all.

The belt was swung around and slammed down repeatedly.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

His clothes were torn, and streaks of blood seeped from his back.

The office door wasn't closed properly.

A dozen or so senior executives of the group were standing in the corridor outside.

No one dared to make a sound, listening to the screams coming from inside.

Zhao Tianyu knelt on the ground, his hands covering his head, not daring to dodge or utter a sound.

He was taken home by his second uncle, Zhao Dezhu, last night. Zhao Deguang has already found out everything that happened at the club.

I offended the boss of Future Technology.

They offended the new owner of Hongyuan New Energy.

"I've worked so hard to build this empire over half my life, and it's all ruined by you, you good-for-nothing!" Zhao Deguang's eyes were bloodshot as he gasped for breath.

He slapped me more than twenty times.

Zhao Deguang threw away his belt and collapsed onto the sofa.

The executives filed in from outside.

An emergency board meeting was held directly in the chairman's office.

The red internal telephone on the desk vibrated wildly.

Zhao Deguang pressed the speakerphone button.

The CFO's anxious voice rang out.

"Chairman, the news of the termination of the cooperation has spread, and our stock price plummeted as soon as the stock market opened!"

"It's already dropped by 18%!"

"Our market value has evaporated by nearly 700 million, and several banks are calling to demand repayment!"

Zhao Deguang covered his face with both hands.

The executives looked pale and exchanged glances, none of them able to come up with a solution.

Hengyu Group is finished.

Hongyuan New Energy Plant Area.

Ji Yanran stood in the corridor on the second floor of Workshop No. 1.

Looking through the glass at the roaring production line below.

The workers, dressed in blue overalls, are busy on the assembly line.

My phone vibrated.

Li Yichen sent a message.

"Inventory and catalog all the old equipment, contact secondhand dealers, and sell them off as a package."

Ji Yanran stared at the words on the screen, her fingers frozen in mid-air.

Although these devices are technologically outdated, they function well.

Selling everything outright is tantamount to completely abandoning all existing production capacity.

Leaving absolutely no way out.

Ji Yanran gritted her teeth and dialed several multinational second-hand equipment dealers.

Two days later.

Dozens of heavy-duty flatbed trailers drove into the factory area.

The workers were told they would have paid leave.

Thousands of workers stood outside the workshop, watching the trucks haul away the equipment.

People were talking about it, thinking the factory was going to go bankrupt.

One after another, massive coating machines and winding machines were disassembled and hoisted onto trucks.

The workshop, which had been roaring for ten years, suddenly became empty.

The total price was 380 million, and it was all sold to a battery OEM in Southeast Asia.

Wang Youzhi stood in the empty workshop, touching an old piece of equipment that hadn't been moved yet, tears streaming down his face.

This is equivalent to dismantling the factory.

Ji Yanran had just returned to her office.

A new email popped up in my computer's inbox.

From: Li Yichen.

The attachment is a forty-page equipment procurement list.

Ji Yanran opened the attachment.

My gaze swept across the rows one by one.

Leybold's ultra-high vacuum coating machine from Germany.

Hirano, Japan's submicron-level ultra-high precision coating machine.

Swiss Bühler nanoscale grinding equipment.

Custom-made inert gas glove box from Braun, USA.

They are all top-of-the-line precision instruments from around the world.

Each one is at the pinnacle of the industry, and many are even on the verge of export control.

Ji Yanran sent the list to the purchasing department and used all the international connections she had built up during her investment banking days to inquire about prices.

Due to the time difference, she spent the whole night making overseas calls.

Germany was extremely arrogant and refused to concede.

Ji Yanran immediately offered to pay in full upfront, and the other party shut up.

One day later.

The summary table was sent to her computer.

Total amount: RMB 10.3 billion.

Ji Yanran leaned back in her chair.

I sat in the quiet office for a full five minutes without moving.

My mind was racing.

The acquisition of Hongyuan New Energy cost more than 8 billion yuan.

Now we'll have to spend over 10 billion yuan to buy equipment.

The total cash flow is nearly 20 billion.

They poured all their money into an empty shell factory where not a single product was even seen.

This isn't just a high-stakes gamble; it's the act of a madman.

She picked up her phone and dialed Li Yichen's number.

"Boss," Ji Yanran said, trying her best to control her emotions, "the equipment quote is out."

"One hundred and three billion."

"I'll transfer the money to Future Technology's company account in a bit," Li Yichen interrupted her.

Li Yichen's words silenced Ji Yanran.

Without any hesitation.

The phone hangs up.

Ji Yanran listened to the busy tone on the receiver, looked up at the ceiling, and let out a long sigh of relief.

This man spends money faster than a printing press.

The next two weeks.

The cargo area at Shanghai Pudong International Airport is unusually busy.

Cargo planes from all over the world are landing one after another.

Customs received instructions from higher-ups and gave them the green light all the way.

Dozens of heavy trucks lined up in a long procession and drove in a mighty procession toward the Hongyuan New Energy plant on the outskirts of the city.

The carriages were printed with various foreign language signs.

Residents of the surrounding communities stood on their balconies, watching the massive convoy.

"What are they doing? Building an atomic bomb?"

"I heard that Hongyuan New Energy has changed owners; they're planning something big."

"This setup must be some kind of classified military project."

Inside the factory area.

The largest workshop, No. 3, has been completely renovated.

The cleanroom level has reached an extremely high standard.

Li Yichen was wearing a white cover-up dustproof suit and goggles.

Standing in front of a German coating machine that had just been unpacked.

Foreign engineers are conducting final parameter adjustments.

Li Yichen held a tablet computer and checked each piece of data.

He has been here for more than ten hours.

There was no rest, and no water.

For the system's graphene solid-state battery technology, he had to ensure that the hardware achieved a perfect match.

Even the slightest error can lead to failure in material synthesis.

Ji Yanran stood outside the glass partition at the entrance of the workshop.

She looked at that focused figure from behind.

This was the first time she had seen Li Yichen so serious.

His usual carefree, extravagant spending habits vanished completely.

It has been replaced by a sense of absolute control over technology.

Ji Yanran's doubts began to waver.

Equipment worth 10 billion.

Two hundred billion in cash flow.

He personally went down to monitor the parameters.

If it's just for fun, the price is too high.

Does he really understand these complex physical and chemical reactions?

It's 11 p.m.

All equipment has been installed and tested.

All foreign engineers and technicians have been evacuated.

The entire Workshop No. 3 is now a fully enclosed, independent laboratory.

Security has been raised to the highest level.

Li Yichen stood in the center of the brand-new laboratory.

The surrounding area is filled with top-of-the-line instruments worth tens of billions.

The indicator light flashed and emitted a faint buzzing sound.

He walked up to a huge American inert gas glove box.

Inside the transparent glass cabin, there is a brand-new battery assembly platform.

This is a core piece of equipment that he specially commissioned.

High-purity graphene nanosheets and solid electrolyte powder have been delivered by the new supplier as he requested.

The sealed containers are neatly arranged next to the glove box inlet.

Li Yichen raised his hand and touched the metal edge of the glove box through the glass.

Starting tomorrow.

He wanted to personally implement the groundbreaking graphene solid-state battery technology in his mind.

From theoretical data that is essentially meaningless.

It becomes a real physical entity.

Once this battery is manufactured...

The entire global energy landscape will be completely overturned.

Ji Yanran stood in the corridor outside the laboratory.

Separated by huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

She looked at Li Yichen inside.

The light shone on the white dust suit, making it appear unusually cold and austere.

Her heart was pounding uncontrollably.

This man.

They may actually possess some core technology that could revolutionize the entire industry.