Super-rich: Spending money is just a job!

A group of wealthy people's children drove five or six cars and sped along the highway for more than three hours, only stopping briefly at a rest area before continuing on their way.

When this group arrived at a high-tech industrial park, it was almost 9 p.m.

Although it was late, the high-tech industrial park was still brightly lit.

The main road in the industrial park and the interiors of the factories along the roadside are brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

Looking at the security facilities at the main gate, the security guards diligently registering customers, and the police station's network sign prominently displayed, Xiao Tang's eyes lit up. "Brother Hui, the security level of your factory park is pretty good."

"Otherwise, how many big bosses have their fortunes in here?"

"My factory's investment of ten million was considered small-scale. Nowadays, automated factories require at least a hundred million in investment. With production equipment worth hundreds of millions, who would dare to be negligent?" Zhou Jiahui earnestly explained to his younger colleague.

"Wow, a factory worth hundreds of millions?" Xiao Meng's eyes lit up. She mentally called out to the system, "System, System, look! A factory, an automated factory! This must cost a fortune! One factory alone is worth hundreds of millions!"

As their convoy approached the gate of the factory that Hui Ge had invested in, the security guard immediately opened the gate, and a group of people poured out of the building. The number of people was even greater than the number of people in their vehicles.

"Bro, what's going on? So many people are here to welcome you, the major shareholder? You've got quite the entourage!" Looking at the crowd outside the car, everyone in the group was a bit confused. They asked Zhou Jiahui in the chat group, "Wait a minute, why are there people carrying long lenses and cameras inside? Bro, did you call reporters? Was it necessary? It's just a few million investment."

Zhou Jiahui was also confused at this point. "I don't know. I just told my partner to invite a few angel investors to come and take a look at the equipment. I didn't ask them to do any publicity. Wait a minute, I'll go down and take a look."

Zhou Jiahui got off the bus, spoke a few words with the classmates who stayed at the factory to find out the situation, and then waved for everyone to get off. Everyone got off the bus and gathered around him.

"The high-tech industrial park happened to have some leaders from higher levels coming down to inspect it today. This afternoon, when they heard that some investors were coming to see the factory, they specially stayed to receive the businessmen."

They didn't know that we were the ones being received.

Hey everyone, shut up and act serious!

By the way, you guys, take those big rocks off your hands and necks, or the reporters might take pictures of you.

If you disobey and get photographed, your family will need to hire someone to handle the situation; don't come looking for me.

Upon hearing this, both boys and girls quickly put things away or hid them. Some took off their rings, others their necklaces. They'd probably been taught manners at home and knew how to be discreet in front of the public. Only ill-mannered nouveau riche would flaunt their wealth so recklessly in public.

The girls carefully covered their gorgeous dresses underneath with black cashmere coats, so even if a bit of the skirt was showing, it shouldn't be a big deal.

These young people, all dressed up and having just come from a jeweler's banquet, appeared together at the factory gate, making the other engineers and researchers standing there look like factory workers.

However, everyone was very well-behaved and maintained a reserved smile throughout the entire process, with Zhou Jiahui handling all the speeches on their behalf.

When the leader came over to shake hands, all the colleagues followed the etiquette for elders, showing respect and bowing their heads to cooperate with the handshake.

The leaders also took a brief tour of the workshop with them, listened to a few simple introductions from the engineer, and then some subordinates came up to persuade them that it was getting late.

Finally, before leaving, the leader explained the city's investment attraction policies to them. The group took a group photo in front of the large machines in the factory, and only then did the leader leave with a group of staff, satisfied.

"Finally they're gone. They took up so much of my time," complained a younger guy nicknamed Monkey.

"Shut up, come and take a look at the machine. The senior didn't explain it properly just now, right? Senior, could you explain the working principle of that machine in more detail? I didn't understand it at all." Another classmate interrupted him.

This engineer was also Zhou Jiahui's senior, a student under his doctoral advisor.

The senior student wearing a white helmet smiled good-naturedly and continued his introduction.

"Our machine is called MPCVD, which stands for Microwave Plasma Chemical Vapor Deposition Machine."

The diamond seed crystal is placed in this machine chamber. After sealing and ignition, a mixture of high-purity hydrogen, nitrogen, methane, and carbon dioxide is used. Under suitable conditions, carbon ions gradually accumulate like snowflakes, eventually growing into a rough diamond.

"Oh!" Everyone crowded closer, looking up and down at the diamond growing machine that was twice their height, and taking turns observing the cavity where the diamonds were growing. The cavity was not big, smaller than the inner pot of a single rice cooker.

The senior student continued, "Our machine is quite efficient. It takes about 15 days to produce 32 rough diamonds of 1 carat each in one batch. The rough diamonds are then sent to a diamond factory, where they undergo professional cutting to create the diamonds suitable for setting."