Chapter 551: Not much money, just about 500 million

GE announced the patent acquisition case, the most depressed one, might be Siemens' executive president Kaikesi.

In the office, Kaikesi looked at the report of GE's acquisition case, and stared at the progress Xu Qingzhou announced there.

Finally, he turned to look at his assistant: "In one month, raising the core JC from 2.5×10⁴ A/cm² to 3.5×10⁴ A/cm², directly improved by 40%, is this normal?"

Vaguely remembered, he was still laughing at this old rival a few days ago, at his wit's end, starting to make foolish moves, actually really willing to spend 200 million more to buy the future Xu Qingzhou said.

Now he only feels that every piece of news has turned into a slap, slapping his face.

"Not normal."

The secretary shook his head. When he saw this news, he was also stunned.

Kaikesi sighed, and asked again: "How is the progress of our laboratory?"

"Core performance barely reached 2.9×10⁴ A/cm²," the secretary said with a stiff scalp.

"..."

3.5×10⁴ A/cm² ah, what perfect data.

Kaikesi took a deep breath, his gaze fell on GE's acquisition case again, was silent for a while, and continued: "Perhaps, this is not my decision-making error... but we met a freak."

Not only him, the entire superconducting thin film industry misjudged and suffered a critical hit from this young man.

Finally, Kaikesi simply closed the computer after a few clicks, the more he looked, the more depressed he became, and cursed in his heart: "Fuck, didn't expect Zakaria really bet right!"

"We should make an appointment to meet this old friend."

Kaikesi thought in his heart.

The importance of superconducting thin film is self-evident. Just the magnetic resonance imaging under Siemens has a lot of demand. Nowadays, no matter how you look at it, the superconducting thin film in Xu Qingzhou's hands has incomparable advantages.

To maintain core competitiveness, you have to use it.

Of course, this is also afraid that GE will make a good profit.

May 10th, Friday.

In the apartment, Xu Qingzhou just sent Song Yao away, the lipstick mark on his face hadn't been wiped yet, and he received a call from Aunt Wang.

"Should let Mom and the others see the things on his face, the good daughter-in-law is quiet in front of them, and how majestic she is in front of him."

Xu Qingzhou muttered, but still wiped the lipstick on his face in a few strokes.

"Mom~"

"Why did it take so long to answer the phone... eh, are you at home?" Wang Xiaping looked

"Yeah, I didn't go to school. The experiment is over, and now I'm mainly writing papers and filling out reports and such; I'm too lazy to run over to school."

Xu Qingzhou set his phone on the table to the side and picked up Er Miao, who was passing by.

Wang Xiaping looked at her son, who seemed to have nothing to do, paused, and still asked, "You brat, did something go wrong with that thin film? Your dad and I still have some savings; although it's not much, but still..."

"Mom, I really don't need it."

Xu Qingzhou interrupted Wang Nushi and told the truth: "My experiment here is already finished, the patents have already been sold, and I even earned a bit. You don't need to worry about money anymore."

"Oh? You even earned money?"

Wang Xiaping was a bit surprised, secretly marveling that the fingernail-sized film this brat talked about could actually earn money.

"Yeah, I earned some. It's not much, about 500 million."

Xu Qingzhou said lazily. As his voice fell, the image on the screen froze instantly, as if it had stuck, and the sound of the ball game on the other side was also abruptly cut off.

A full dozen seconds passed.

"How much?" Wang Xiaping's voice carried a hint of bewilderment.

"500 million. Oh, it's in US dollars."

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time before Wang Xiaping's voice came through again, "Did you go rob a bank?!"

"Look at what you're saying..."

Xu Qingzhou calmly took a sip of coffee and added unhurriedly, "How could robbing a bank earn this much?"

"..."

Wang Xiaping froze again, her eyes on the screen wide open. If she weren't so far away, she would really want to pick up a slipper and smack this brat.

"No, your thin film can sell for 500 million?"

Wang Xiaping confirmed, still feeling it was unbelievable.

Xu Qingzhou said helplessly, "Mom, this is a high-tech product, not plastic mulch for covering corn in the fields."

Xu Qingzhou patiently explained to the two of them in down-to-earth language the uses of this thin film, as well as the future uses for this money, such as purchasing equipment, future experimental directions, and so on.

Whether they could understand it or not, he said it anyway.

Just like in his previous life, he felt that Old Xu and Wang Nushi wouldn't understand, so he usually just said he was busy.

The old couple didn't know what he was busy with either.

Although when he looked back on it later, he had been busy as a bee—either in the lab or on the way to the lab—and had even less time to communicate with his parents.

Rongcheng, Wutong Residential Area.

In the room, the two middle-aged people sat blankly, their expressions somewhat stiff.

After sitting for a while, Wang Xiaping finally came to her senses, turned her head to look at Xu Shouyun, and even doubted if she hadn't woken up yet, "Old Xu, you heard it, right? 500 million."

"Yeah."

Xu Shouyun had no expression on his face; he unscrewed his cup, took a sip of tea, and sat there calmly.

"No, what's with that expression?"

Wang Xiaping said irritably. This was 500 million, not 5 yuan; this guy was a bit too calm.

"Don't think about it, I'm..."

"..."

After Xu Shouyun finished speaking, he looked at Wang Xiaping, his mouth moved, but in the end, he said nothing and drank tea to calm his nerves.

"Fine, even more outrageous than me."

Wang Xiaping shook her head. After sitting for a while and digesting the news, she couldn't help but turn and ask Xu Shouyun, "If it's 500 million US dollars, how much is that converted into RMB?"

Xu Shouyun pondered for a moment and said somewhat uncertainly, "Almost 4 billion, right..."

Consequently, there was another long silence in the living room.

The old couple sat on the sofa for a while longer. Wang Xiaping seemed to have thought of something; she got up quickly and went to change clothes to go out.

Xu Shouyun: "Where are you going?"

"I have a mahjong appointment with Sister Wang and the others."

Xu Shouyun's expression stalled, and he said strangely, "Going out to play mahjong at a time like this?"

"Otherwise what?"

Wang Xiaping rolled her eyes and asked back while changing her shoes, "Aren't you going fishing tomorrow?"

"I am."

Xu Shouyun nodded subconsciously.

He and his in-laws had long been close fishing buddies and often made plans to go fishing together. Just look, a few days ago Old Song called to say he found a good fishing pond, and he had even packed his gear.

"Then there you go."

Before leaving, Wang Xiaping turned back to admonish the person in the living room holding the remote control to turn up the volume: "Just wear that outfit from last time; I put it on top of the cabinet. Don't get all your other clothes smelling like fish again. You're clearly going fishing, but you end up looking like you were the one being fished..."

"..."

On the sofa, the middle-aged man had originally wanted to retort, but in the end, he remained silent. Almost being dragged into the water by a fish last time really was an accident.

(End of chapter)