Super Rich: Rebirth of the Top-Tier Rich Second Generation

A certain industrial park in Northern Hebei Province.

The sky was overcast, and a cold wind, carrying the chill of early spring, swept across the seemingly abandoned and dilapidated factory.

But 30 meters below the surface lies a dust-free, ultra-clean workshop completely isolated by military-grade explosion-proof armor.

Today marks the official ignition of Yanqiong Technology's first solid-state battery pilot production line.

Zhang Huilin was leading more than a hundred fully armed internal security personnel, sealing off the entire factory area like an iron barrel, so that not even a fly could get in.

All individuals have signed a lifelong agreement with a confidentiality level equivalent to that of a top-secret state secret.

Tempted by the huge sums of money for settling down and the six types of insurance and two types of housing fund, these technical backbones would never utter a single word, even if their own mothers asked them.

The atmosphere in the central control room was extremely tense.

More than 30 senior process engineers, poached from across the industry with high salaries, were staring intently at the multi-dimensional data monitoring screen in front of them, deliberately suppressing their breathing.

"The temperature field is balanced and normal!"

"The macromolecular interface self-assembly module is operating stably!"

"The pressure error of the roller press is less than one ten-thousandth of a millimeter!"

The various data points jumped wildly across the screen like a waterfall.

Meanwhile, in Beijing, hundreds of kilometers away...

Jiang Yan looked at the screen in front of him.

Shen Qinglan sat beside him, her hands tightly clasped together, her palms covered in cold sweat.

Even if all of this has been proven in the paper, theory is one thing, and mass production on the assembly line is another.

"President Jiang, the final physical packaging process is ready." The voice of the pilot production line manager came from the screen.

Jiang Yan gently swirled his teacup. "Let's begin."

The moment the command was given, the massive robotic arm inside the underground factory sliced ​​down with fluid, effortless movements.

A few minutes later, the first batch of downgraded all-solid-state battery cells, gleaming with a cold, hard metallic luster, slowly slid out along the anti-static conveyor belt.

The quality control engineer immediately put on insulated gloves and rushed over to connect the battery cell to the highest precision testing instrument.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

drop--!

The green light above the tester illuminated, and a large, glaring number popped up on the screen:

Energy density 1050Wh/kg! Internal resistance less than 0.1 milliohms! 100% yield!

The entire control room was completely silent.

No errors! No thermal runaway!

It matches the theoretical data written in the paper perfectly, and even performs better in terms of industrial consistency!

"It's done...it's really done!" An old expert who had spent most of his life working on lithium battery engineering suddenly collapsed to his knees on the cold floor and burst into tears.

That was awe and fervor over the breaking of physical limits.

Upon seeing this scene, Shen Qinglan covered her lips tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

......

After a series of tests were completed and the vehicles were provided to the military for testing, the news of the successful mass production was kept secret for two months before Jiang Yan released it.

In less than twelve hours, the news exploded like a super-powerful nuclear bomb across the ocean.

Inside a secluded penthouse on the top floor of a top-tier private club on Wall Street.

The world's largest financial giants, the hegemons of the traditional automotive industry, and representatives of oil oligarchs are holding an emergency meeting via encrypted video link, a meeting of life and death.

On the big screen, the Toyota president's face was contorted with extreme panic:

"We can't wait any longer! Once the Chinese expand their production capacity, many industrial chains of our Great Japanese Empire will vanish overnight!"

"This isn't just business, this is slaughter!"

Elon Musk in Silicon Valley, his eyes bloodshot, slammed his fist on the table and roared:

"I don't care what methods you use! Sanctions! Blockades!"

"Cut off all their high-end equipment component supplies! Cut off all their upstream lithium mines!"

"We must force that piece of crap called Yanqiong Technology to hand over its core patents!"

"Otherwise, our stock will become worthless next month!"

The arrogant Wall Street tycoons, their faces grim, quickly reached a consensus.

Believing they held the reins of the global economy, they decided to launch a ruthless capital attack on Yanqiong Technology.

Within a single day, Western financial groups swiftly released a comprehensive embargo list targeting China's solid-state battery supply chain.

They had never been so efficient, but in a life-or-death situation, it was astonishingly fast.

Global media followed suit, claiming that Yanqiong Technology's technology had fatal security risks and was a Ponzi scheme.

Meanwhile, international hedge funds began frantically selling off stocks related to China New Energy, attempting to create panic in the financial markets.

This combination of tactics has easily destroyed countless emerging tech giants in the past.

However, they were not facing an entrepreneur who had grown up in a greenhouse, but someone who held a system in his hands and was backed by a top conglomerate.

Jiang Yan looked at the Western news on the screen clamoring for sanctions, but instead of showing any fear, he let out a low, cold laugh.

"You ignorant fools, do you really think you're the ones who call the shots in this world?"

He dialed his mother Lin Wantang's number.

"Mom, they've made their move."

"We've been waiting for them for a long time!" Lin Wantang's voice on the other end of the phone was filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

"All of Dingsheng Capital's overseas funds are in place, and the leverage of 300 billion US dollars has been increased to the limit."

Jiang Yan then dialed the phone number at Victoria Peak in Hong Kong.

"Uncle... you can close the net now."

"Don't worry, Brother Yan. The Lin family has been hiding seven hundred pseudonyms overseas for thirty years. Today, we'll show these foreign devils what it means to come out in full force!"

Just when the Western capital alliance thought victory was assured and was preparing to enjoy the wailing of the Chinese market, a terrifying financial storm suddenly broke out in their home base.

The first second after Wall Street opens.

A massive short-selling frenzy, amounting to hundreds of billions of dollars, crashed into the stock markets of traditional Western energy giants like Toyota, Tesla, Volkswagen, and ExxonMobil without warning, like a meteorite falling to earth.

"Short positions! All short positions! Damn it, where did these funds come from? We can't trace them at all!"

Wall Street traders screamed in terror as they watched the candlestick charts plummet on their screens.

It's not a drop of five percent, nor a drop of ten percent, it's a complete collapse!

Musk's company's stock price evaporated by a full $400 billion in just ten minutes!

Toyota's stock price was completely breached, and the limit-down price was torn apart!

The entire funding chain of the Western alliance of new energy and traditional car companies was completely disrupted in a single day!

The cries of despair from margin calls echoed throughout every corner of Wall Street. Several top fund managers, unable to bear the blow of bankruptcy, jumped from high-rise buildings.

Just as Western capital was being decimated and completely powerless to fight back.

Jiang Yan coldly tossed out his ultimate prize.

At 8 p.m., dozens of the world’s largest streaming platforms simultaneously started broadcasting a live stream without any prior announcement.

Location: Arctic Circle, in an extremely cold ice field with temperatures as low as -40 degrees Celsius.

The wind howled and snow fell everywhere.

A heavily armored Chinese military Mengshi vehicle and a civilian test vehicle without any camouflage were quietly parked in the middle of the ice field.

In the video, a host wearing a military overcoat shouts loudly at the camera:

"Viewers worldwide! What you are seeing now is a real vehicle equipped with the first batch of mass-produced solid-state batteries from Yanqiong Technology!"

"Over the past two days, they have traveled a full 1,800 kilometers continuously in extremely cold conditions of minus forty degrees Celsius!"

The camera zooms in for a close-up shot, focusing on the vehicle's dashboard.

Remaining distance: 210 kilometers.

Battery degradation: Zero!

At this moment, billions of viewers around the world collectively lost their breath.

But that's not the scariest part.

At the end of the live stream, the two cars stopped on a steel plate testing platform.

A 30-centimeter-long stainless steel puncture needle suddenly pierced upwards from under the car!

boom--!

With a piercing metallic tearing sound, the steel needle pierced straight through the battery pack in the entire chassis!

For traditional ternary lithium batteries, such extreme physical damage would trigger a high-temperature explosion of several thousand degrees within a fraction of a second.

However, the vehicle in the video not only did not catch fire, but not even a wisp of smoke was emitted.

The vehicle restarted, and beneath its battered chassis, the Mengshi roared into the snowstorm, continuing its steady journey.

The live stream ended, and the screen went dark. Only a line of pure white English text slowly appeared:

Welcome to the New Era.

The global physics community is deathly silent.

Global automakers have fallen completely silent.

The old era was nailed to the ground in a coffin by Jiang Yan himself at this moment!