When You Are Rich, There Is Rheinmetall; when You Are Poor, There Is Rheinsteel!

Chapter 639 Press Conference! (First Update!)

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the room fell into a daze. After a moment of daze, He Qingyang pounced in front of Lin Yu, covered his mouth with his hand, turned his head quickly to scan the people present, and then returned his gaze to the students, and warned fiercely:

"Don't say this kind of thing in the future, understand?"

"Everyone present today is our own people, it's okay to say it, but outside, if someone knows this news and takes it out to say something, it will be troublesome."

Looking at his teacher's anxious look, Lin Yu shook his head calmly, and said seriously. Said: "I have all the credentials, and it's all legitimate business, don't worry."

This sentence also made He Qingyang sober up. He let go of his hand, slapped his forehead and returned to the sofa, muttering to himself:

"I am old and confused!"

Sitting down, he scratched his head helplessly, and said to Lin Yu with a bitter face: "Since you just said so much, I guess you already have the answer in your heart."

"I won't waste your time. You find an office and prepare a suggestion for me before 6 pm."

"Go!"

He smiled gently, very harmless.

Meeting his smile, Lin Yu just felt very painful. His eyes swept over the tea box on the desk. He walked to the office and reached out to grab it, thinking that since he came here, he would feel a little guilty if he didn't bring something back.

The quaint tea box fell into his hand, and he opened the jacket. The tea box was neither too big nor too small, just enough to be stuffed in.

After packing the tea box and patting it vigorously, Lin Yu said to the people in the room: "Then I'll get busy!"

After he left, the room immediately became lively, and everyone was talking at once. One of them looked at He Qingyang and said with a smile:

"Mr. He, your preference for your student, I guess your children will be jealous when they see it."

"Of course!" He Qingyang nodded lightly, without denying it.

He got up from the sofa, walked around the desk, took out another box of tea from under the bookcase behind the desk, and put it on the table.

Then he picked up the teapot next to him and went to the water dispenser to make a pot of hot tea.

After pouring tea for his colleagues, he smiled again and said:

"Young people are capable, courageous, and motivated, so they must do more work to make it easier for us old guys."

"Look at Mr. Lu, who retired and was rehired, and worked until he was over 70 years old. He couldn't wait to run away before his retirement time came."

"I heard that he is living a carefree life now."

When Lu Huaxi was mentioned, the remaining people sighed.

He even sighed:

"What can we do? He found a good grandson-in-law and has a place for him to run, unlike us..."

"Don't mention it, let's think about the plan asked by the higher-ups quickly, and then arrange it. Collect it before this afternoon and report it to them in the evening."

"No more talking, I'm going to get busy."

The people on the sofa got up one after another, and soon, only Zhou Changyao and He Qingyang were left, and there was only one teacup left on the table.

Looking at the empty tea table, He Qingyang's face couldn't help twitching.

Looking at Zhou Changyao who was left, He Qingyang suddenly said, "Boss Zhou, I remember that it was your child who went on a blind date with Lin Yu first, why didn't anyone like him?"

"It's because you, an old widower, taught him well!" Zhou Changyao rolled his eyes unhappily, and then couldn't help sighing.

His face wrinkled into a bitter gourd at this moment.

He frowned and sighed helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. Several children in my family shouted about freedom of love and invincibility of love, and then they rushed towards me in a crowd."

"I'm an old man, and I don't want to understand their mess, so I don't bother to care."

"Just like what Lao Lu said, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I will enjoy the blessings without them."

"A forced melon is not sweet, but Lin Yu will help them in the future, and that's enough."

"Ah..."

He sighed for a long time, and the next second, He Qingyang said something else: "But it quenches thirst!"

After saying that, he immediately returned to his desk and got busy with work.

Seeing him getting busy, Zhou Changyao felt that there was no need for him to stay any longer, so he turned around, picked up the tea box on the table, and quickly walked out of the office.

Seeing the empty desk, He Qingyang couldn't help but want to curse.

On the other side, Lin Yu found an office and started writing a plan for the Democratic Party of America.

He was busy until the afternoon, rushing and rushing, and finally wrote a complete plan.

After checking the wording and sentence structure, Lin Yu threw the plan on He Qingyang's desk and left the staff department as if he was running for his life.

When he got home, Mother Lu had already prepared dinner and was waiting for people to get off work.

And Lu Lin, the crybaby, sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching TV angrily.

Seeing that it was Lin Yu, Mother Lu's eyes squinted: "This damn girl has been eating since you left in the morning. I hid her snacks and asked her to go out and exercise, but she didn't go and was angry with me."

"And Xiaoyu, don't feel sorry for her. Pregnant women should exercise regularly, otherwise you will feel sorry for her."

After waiting for a while, the other people in the Lu family went home one after another, and waited until everyone sat at the dining table.

The angry person sitting on the sofa quietly stood up, walked to the dining table step by step, sat down carefully, and started to eat.

During the meal, Lu's mother asked in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, is your press conference today? But why didn't I see it on TV news?"

"Press conference?" Lin Yu was stunned for a moment, then immediately took out his mobile phone and looked at the date.

According to Mei Feng, the new product launch is indeed today, but it is broadcast live on the Internet, not on TV.

TV stations with large traffic can't afford it, and TV stations with small traffic are useless.

"Mom, our press conference is on the Internet, not on TV. I'll find it for you after dinner."

The casual attitude made the Lu family feel incomprehensible. If it were someone else, they would want to let everyone in the world know about such a press conference.

But Lin Yu in front of him acted very casually, so casually that it seemed like this matter was very common.

After finishing the meal quickly, Lin Yu dragged out Lu Lin's laptop, skillfully connected the network cable, dialed, and climbed onto the webpage.

Enter the official website of Rheinsteel in the search bar and press Enter.

As soon as I entered, I saw the video being broadcast in the center of the official website.

Click to enlarge.

The press conference had been going on for a while, and the host of the press conference, Mei Feng, was holding a part, showing off his feelings and telling stories.

Turning the volume to the maximum, Mei Feng's gentle and elegant voice came from the speaker of the laptop, and the part he was explaining in his hand was a battery.

"If I have to choose a bright spot or a turning point in the information industry revolution, I would choose the battery in my hand."

"Before this, the batteries used in our electronic products generally have low energy density, and cannot be safely cycled many times, and the self-discharge rate is also very high, and the danger is also very high."

At this point, Mei Feng directly took out a No. 7 battery from his pocket.

It is the kind that is very common in the market.

He held the battery high, and the spotlight also hit his hand, making the battery look extremely advanced and extremely valuable.

After showing the battery under the spotlight for seven or eight seconds, the hand holding the battery flipped lightly, and the No. 7 battery fell to the ground with a snap.

The lens and spotlight followed closely, capturing the battery again.

Under the camera's gaze, the bottom of this small No. 7 battery has been broken, revealing the energy storage material inside.

Black.

This No. 7 battery fell to the ground, but Mei Feng didn't care, but took out another ordinary mobile phone battery from his pocket.

Under the camera's gaze, the people present and those watching in front of the computer could clearly see that the battery had bulged.

Those who were able to appear on the scene or use computers to watch this press conference basically had mobile phones, and naturally knew the situation of this mobile phone battery.

Either it was useless or it would explode.

In short, it was a bit dangerous.

Looking at Mei Feng's casual look, everyone couldn't help but wipe a sweat for him, in case this thing exploded or burned in his hand.

His hand would be finished.

Just when everyone was worried about him, Mei Feng calmly turned his fingers and let the mobile phone battery in his hand slide to the ground.

Click!

A very crisp sound.

But there was no explosion, no burning fire, which also made the onlookers breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Mei Feng suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the battery on the ground.

The moment he stepped on the battery, everyone heard a puff, followed by a flash of fire, which exploded under Mei Feng's feet.

At this moment, everyone felt their scalps tingling, and felt that the person on the stage was a madman.

However, the person on the stage moved his legs very calmly and showed his leather shoes under the camera again.

No harm!

The next second, several staff members in fireproof suits lifted the curtain and rushed onto the stage, put the battery into an iron box, and left quickly with the iron box in their hands.

At the moment when these staff members disappeared behind the curtain, Mei Feng's voice sounded in an instant:

"Don't worry, this is an 800 mAh lithium-ion battery, which is not very dangerous."

"Besides that."

"The recycling rate of this thing is very low. Most people will throw away the battery after using it. In the city, they will throw it into the trash can or into the sewer."

"If it is in the countryside, it will most likely be thrown into the ground and then soaked in rainwater. Over the years, the rainwater will corrode the shell, and the toxic substances inside will be carried by the rainwater, or seep into the ground, or run wildly with the rainwater and flow into rivers, lakes and seas."

"It will cause harm to the environment and people."

Under his elegant voice, the square battery in his hand was held high by him, and the spotlight and camera followed closely, showing all this in front of everyone.

"And our lithium polymer battery has a full 2500 mAh."

"The lithium used to produce this lithium polymer battery comes from our own mineral factory. We contract mining in Africa, dig minerals, smelt them, transport them, and finally produce them ourselves. We have full channels and full technology."

"The higher capacity makes our lithium polymer battery worth recycling."

"After the mobile phone is scrapped, you can hand it over to the scrap vendors. Although the recycling price is relatively low, there is still profit, and they will know where to send these things."

"Doing this can minimize pollution."

"After talking about the battery! Let's talk about this screen."

Under everyone's gaze, Mei Feng casually threw the battery behind him. Hearing the click sound, he took out an unmounted mobile phone screen from his pocket.

He still held it up high and showed it.

After showing it around, he held up the screen with both hands and explained gently:

"Smart phones are a very large field. Now our communication infrastructure is relatively poor. Except for a few cities, most smart phones in most areas only have a call function."

"But as infrastructure construction improves, our needs will no longer meet calls and text messages. We will have more needs."

"And all of this depends on a good screen."

"However, the current technical routes include capacitive screens and resistive screens. Compared with the more difficult capacitive screens, resistive screens have greater cost advantages."

"At first we also wanted to use a resistive screen, but after reporting the plan, our chairman, that young man you have seen on the industrial channel, the one who talks nonsense and has no idea of ​​east, west, west, and north, directly denied the resistive screen and wanted Ask us to develop capacitive screens with all our strength. "

"With the efforts of the technical department, we have this Donghai screen. "

"From the beginning of research and development to the final product, which is put on our mobile phone, the technology used is all our own technology. "

"We have a complete set of technical processes from design and development to subsequent product manufacturing and installation and production. "

"In other words, we can have as many screens as we want and use any specifications we want. "

"Of course, some friends will definitely ask, what if the capacitive screen, especially such a delicate screen, is scratched? What if it is broken? "

"I can tell you that these are not problems!"

"With Mei Feng's shout, two pillars slowly rose on the stage behind him, and on each of the two pillars, two mobile phones were placed.

At the same time, there was also a transparent soft plastic shell.

"Under the gaze of everyone, he grabbed the mobile phone on the left and threw it to the ground very casually.

"Pah!

"The mobile phone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

" When the camera and spotlight hit the phone, he slowly bent down, picked up the phone, and wiped off the marks on it with his hands.

From the place where he dropped the phone to the ground, there was about 1.2 meters in height, but even at this height, there was no mark on the screen of the phone that fell to the ground.

It did not break as everyone imagined.

Instead, it was very clean and bright.

After showing it for a moment, he took the phone to the same height again and gently threw it to the ground.

The phone fell to the ground, but he didn't care, but turned around, took the phone on the right in his hand, and then put it into the transparent soft plastic case again.

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