The lithium resource industry has been reshuffled, and the new sodium-ion battery incident is still unfolding.
Because the experiment took place in the Kingdom of God, the flow of foreign visitors to the Kingdom of God has increased significantly. On the surface, it seems that they are mainly journalists.
There are also those with malicious intentions, including commercial espionage.
Just when Zhang Jing was very happy, five skilled intruders entered Tiger Brand's factory in the industrial area of Sanqinggong District from the sea.
The leader walked in front with a camera detector, and the other four held silenced pistols to protect the front, rear, and left sides.
Slowly move towards Liu Xiaolu's battery laboratory.
That's right, that ton of powdery substance is their goal, they just need to take away a little bit.
The lights were dim and the insects were chirping.
Everything went well, and we successfully arrived at the entrance of the battery laboratory located deep in the factory.
In front of the five people was a bulletproof glass door that required a six-digit password.
The leader used ultraviolet scanning equipment to scan out five commonly used numbers on the keys.
Enter the five numbers into the password cracker, then connect the cracker to the password door and use computing power to crack it.
Five numbers are used to decipher the six-digit password. This process lasts for thirteen minutes.
While waiting anxiously, the password door finally opened automatically.
"Exactly 13 minutes," one of the five team members, a woman wearing a ghost mask, reminded, "This is not a good thing."
No one paid attention to her, and the other four people entered the laboratory with pistols in their hands.
Because of the open experiment, the five people knew the internal layout of the laboratory in advance.
There is only a little more than a hundred square meters in total, and the work is divided and cooperated. Some people stay behind and some go straight to the goal.
The female team member who spoke and was responsible for staying at the entrance watched the bulletproof glass door close.
Her first reaction was that the door was closing automatically, but when she took two steps forward, the glass door did not open automatically from the inside.
This made her feel bad, and then she noticed an unknown gas spraying out of the ceiling pipe.
Others found out too.
Realizing that they had been tricked, the five of them tried to run, but their bodies were already weak and they fell limply to the ground.
The lights were turned on, and there were ten guards, one, two, three... in total.
After the poisonous gas dissipated in the laboratory, he walked in and locked the hands and feet of the five people.
Pulling off the masks of the five people, there is one black woman and four white-skinned men. Judging from their lined faces and good bodies, they are obviously professional robbers and spies.
Zhang Jing soon learned that Shuguang Laboratory had been invaded, which made him feel that people's hearts were sinister.
Did you promise to respect science?
What about respecting technology?
To say one thing and do another is so inhuman!
Throwing away his mobile phone, Zhang Jing picked up Fan Simin from the sofa and went to the spa on the first floor to continue interesting things.
Until the scumbag Wang Sisi came back from school.
To be honest, the University of Southern California is a good school. If you meet someone like Wang Sisi, the school will probably be very depressed.
"Brother Zhang," the cute Wang Sisi complained on the sofa in the living room, "I've had enough. It's really hard to earn credits."
"Or take a break from school?" Zhang Jing suggested, "Many big names in Silicon Valley started by taking a break from school."
"What about after school breaks?"
"Anything is fine," Zhang Jing suggested, "You can lie down, or you can run."
"I want to go to work in mat."
It was related to little Zhang Jing's happiness. Zhang Jing became energetic in a second, "Why?"
"Recently, Hollywood screenwriters and actors are on strike because their salaries have not increased in 10 years and have dropped a lot considering inflation."
"Then what?" Zhang Jing asked Wang Sisi, "You studied directing and screenwriting. We have Meyer films, so it doesn't seem to have any influence on you."
"Brother Zhang," Wang Sisi complained, "I am now like a student majoring in painting and rendering. My job has been taken away by AI before I graduate."
Zhang Jing was thoughtful, and Wang Sisi was right. Due to scale issues, the allies' AI applications were not restricted at all.
I was watching videos before and saw a short movie completely made by AI.
The content and graphics are quite explosive. What took a year to do manually was completed by AI in three days.
With the improvement of computing power and the evolution of AI, there is a big question mark as to whether Hollywood will be necessary in the future.
Directors, screenwriters, and actors can all be omitted.
Wang Sisi has this kind of awareness and is relatively sober.
"I will let Yang Jie arrange an intern role for you," Zhang Jingyun promised, "You choose the specific job yourself."
Wang Sisi cheered and kissed Zhang Jing on the cheek, "I want to go with Simin."
"Okay," Zhang Jing said without exposing Wang Sisi's little idea of protecting the roots, "you can discuss it yourself, I don't care."
Fan Simin didn't really want to run, she preferred to lie down.
But Wang Sisi couldn't stand the coercion and inducement, so he decided to work with her at the MAT headquarters in San Francisco.
Three days later.
Zhang Jing personally drove 500 kilometers to send Wang Sisi and Fan Simin to San Francisco.
When passing by the farm on the way back, Mike had already obtained useful information.
"Zhong Xiaoming is 21 years old and was born in an allied country."
In the third abandoned villa on Kanfen Farm, Mike introduced to Zhang Jing face to face, "His parents immigrated to the Allied countries shortly after they got married. His grandfather Zhong Chaoyang is 66 years old and came to Los Angeles 7 years ago;
Lives at 15 Old Ranch Road, Irvine-Laguna Niguel;
A 5-bedroom, 10-bathroom mansion with an area of 13.29 acres, worth more than 50 million yuan, and an indoor tennis court. "
Zhang Jing was surprised. This should be one of the best houses in Irvine, even better than No. 1550.
Irvine is an important part of the Los Angeles metropolitan area.
The situation is similar to Beverly. The distance between the two is about 60 kilometers, one in the northwest of the city and the other in the southeast of the city.
What's interesting is that both of these places are close to or near the sea, because the entire city runs northwest and southeast.
After listening quietly, Zhang Jing asked thoughtfully, "Who can be kidnapped so that Zhong Chaoyang can spit out all his money?"
"Including himself," Mike suggested, "the more, the better."
Zhang Jing nodded and decided, "That's fine. You don't have to worry about the rest. Just protect the safety of the farm."
Mike knew he was protecting him and should leave.
Lao Daijin was not in the allied countries, so Zhang Jing called him back via anonymous email.
I didn’t mention the task in the email because I was worried that it would be intercepted by the Yamen.
Zhang Jing is a very upright person and will not engage in vandalism, vandalism, or robbery, but Zhong Chaoyang's money is not from the right source.
This kind of money grabbing... No, it should be borrowing.
You don't have to pay it back if you borrow it and spend it. The important thing is that your conscience won't hurt.
at the same time.
Zhong Chaoyang, who lives at No. 15 Old Ranch Road, Irvine, was drinking tea and chatting with friends in the backyard when he suddenly felt a slight sense of 'uneasiness'.
Zhong Chaoyang is 66 years old. He has double eyebrows, relatively large eyes, a medium build, and a medium height.
"Old Zhong," a chubby man of similar age asked in a good mood, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay," Zhong Chaoyang came back to his senses, "Where were we talking?"
"Speaking of those bees," the fat man chuckled, "Our current life is supported by the bees who live frugally and live frugally. I can't thank you enough."
"Haha," Zhong Chaoyang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "Let's just talk about this in private, but we can't spread it out."
“What are you afraid of,” another woman in her sixties said, “We have already made money with us, and we are considered superior wherever we go.
Those struggling bees have been reincarnated a hundred thousand times and are not worthy of licking our feet. "
"That's right," Zhong Chaoyang chuckled, "I like to see them anxious and clocking in every day, but there is nothing we can do about it but to act anxious."
At this point, the three of them looked at each other and laughed.
