Chapter 551
Far East Procurement
Chapter 551 Far East Procurement
"The people of Dongguo produce nothing but garbage."
These words were like an invisible slap, landing heavily on the faces of all the East Asian traders present.
The man with the mole clenched his fist, and the veins on his neck bulged.
They are often scolded and have their eyes rolled back, but never before have they felt so incredibly humiliated and frustrated as they are now.
To make money, it's okay to sell inferior goods as superior ones; what's a little scolding?
However, when these words are spoken to his face by the Japanese and he is powerless to refute them, the sense of humiliation is so great that even the ancestors in the fields would jump up.
At that moment, many traders empathized with Xiaodong.
Oh my god, I really want to argue, but I don't know how!
In the lobby, the directors from the East were as if they were dead, leaving only the Japanese guests shouting incessantly.
Lin Xiaohe rubbed her temples, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes: "Trash? Sorry, but the trash you're talking about has driven your most prized Panasonic color TVs out of the East Asian market."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating, as if it were thunderous, exploding in everyone's ears.
"By the end of next year, our PanShi TVs will still drive your Japanese TVs out of the Russian market."
The Japanese guests were intimidated by Lin Xiaohe's imposing manner. It took them a full five minutes to recover before they retorted, "Who do you think you are?"
"I am Lin Xiaohe, and my words are law."
Xiao Dong secretly scratched his face. Director Lin's words were very domineering, but weren't golden rules meant to describe emperors? Wasn't it inappropriate to say this in a communist country?
Lin Xiaohe's name is almost inextricably linked with Panshi TV.
Anyone who has heard of Panshi TV must have heard of this amazing young female factory director!
Numerous eyes, either openly or furtively, glanced at Lin Xiaohe.
She really does look very young. No, she is inherently very young.
She actually came to Moscow! Does this mean that PanShi TV is really going to develop the Russian market?
What's the difference between this and throwing money into the water and listening to the splash?
Unable to withstand Lin Xiaohe's intimidating aura, the Japanese customer uttered a few harsh words and fled in disarray: "The market is built through action, not by your words. If you're so capable, let's settle this in the marketplace!"
They spoke harshly and ran away very quickly.
There was no way around it; everyone knew that Lin Xiaohe always had a bodyguard with her wherever she went, and the bodyguards were armed.
After they ran away, the man with the mole went to greet Lin Xiaohe, but Lin Xiaohe didn't even give him a second glance. She led her group of people and took the elevator back to her room.
The man with the mole smirked: "No wonder he's the director of a state-owned factory, he certainly has a big presence."
Companion: "Is it possible that she's angry because we've ruined the reputation of Dongguo products, affecting the distribution of Panshi TVs?"
The man with the mole rolled his eyes: "What, are you going to try and win me over with real money?"
His companion chuckled, "That's impossible. It's not like I'm the only one who ruined it. At most, we'll use slightly better quality goods in the next batch."
The man with the mole rolled his eyes, said nothing, and tacitly agreed to his companion's decision.
He wasn't afraid of Lin Xiaohe getting angry; he wasn't working for Lin Xiaohe anyway, so what was there to be afraid of?
However, being brutally attacked by the Japanese today, and being unable to refute them, left him feeling extremely uneasy. If his father knew about this, he'd probably turn in his grave.
So what if we earn a little less money?
So that next time I can be like Lin Xiaohe, standing tall and saying "I'm not selling junk" when the Japanese are making a big fuss, what does it matter if I earn a little less money?
Many people didn't sleep well that night.
The next day, Andrei's car was parked in front of the hotel.
Lin Xiaohe, accompanied by two security guards, got into the familiar car.
The road was covered in snow, which hadn't been cleared yet and had been trampled into ice, making it very difficult to walk on and very easy to slip while driving.
Andrei drove very slowly, keeping his eyes straight ahead.
Lin Xiaohe looked out the window: "Andrei, are you a soldier too?"
"It used to be."
The country he served is gone, so he is no longer the same. Lin Xiaohe: "You don't like us Dongguo people? I thought our two countries were friends."
Andrei: "I dislike every single hyena equally."
Lin Xiaohe: "A powerful nation is never defeated by external forces, but rather begins to crumble from within. Your nation is crumbling because of your own actions."
The car suddenly braked hard.
Andrei closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Excuse me, there was a pedestrian in front of me."
"It's ok."
The road wasn't far, but it took a long time to drive there. Just as they were about to reach their destination, Andrei suddenly spoke up: "Your country is not in a good situation."
"Yes, economic transformation will inevitably lead to massive unemployment. Social polarization, with the Gini coefficient reflecting the wealth gap exceeding the internationally recognized warning line, is also occurring. The external environment is also unfavorable."
Andrei gave a forced smile: "So, you came here to suck our blood."
Lin Xiaohe did not deny it: "You have been bleeding all along. Even if I don't suck it, others will."
Upon arriving at their destination, Lin Xiaohe said before opening the car door, "I can see the next ten or twenty years of our country. I know that enterprise reform is an inevitable trend that I cannot change, but at the very least, I can make the cost of this reform smaller and avoid taking detours. Only in this way can I live up to the oath I took under the Party flag."
Andrei's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to ask something more, but Lin Xiaohe got out of the car.
This time, the meeting place was not the manor, but a gray office building.
The building was quiet. The corridors were covered with dark red carpets, and several oil paintings, all of which were war-themed, hung on the walls.
A young officer stepped forward, saluted, and said in broken Chinese, "Ms. Lin, please."
Lin Xiaohe, the security guard, waited on the first floor while she followed the officer inside.
At the end of the corridor, a heavy wooden door was pushed open.
There were two people sitting in the office.
One was in his fifties, dressed in civilian clothes, with gray hair and a gentle gaze. The other was in his early forties, dressed in military uniform with the rank of colonel on his shoulder insignia, and with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
The man in civilian clothes stood up, extended his hand, and said in fluent Chinese, "Director Lin, welcome. My name is Sergei, from the Logistics Department of the Far Eastern Military District. This is Colonel Ivanov, who is in charge of the specific matters of this procurement."
Lin Xiaohe grasped his hand: "Mr. Sergei, Colonel Ivanov, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Colonel Ivanov nodded, without getting up, but staring at Lin Xiaohe. His gaze seemed to be scrutinizing something, or weighing something.
Sergei gestured for Lin Xiaohe to sit down, poured her a cup of tea, and then got straight to the point.
"Director Lin, we've inspected your color TVs. The test reports are in, and all the indicators are excellent. Their low-temperature start-up performance is even better than Korean products—that's something you didn't expect, was it?"
Lin Xiaohe smiled and said, "You can compare our color TVs with Japanese ones. You know, we have a grudge against each other."
Sergei laughed, but the smile quickly faded.
“But,” he said, “we have concerns.”
Lin Xiaohe waited for him to continue.
Sergei glanced at Ivanov, and the colonel took over the conversation.
"We are very satisfied with the performance of your televisions. However, your brand has absolutely no recognition in Russia. Procurement by the Far East Military Region is no small matter. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"
Lin Xiaohe nodded: "I understand the colonel's concerns. So we can provide a batch of prototypes for the military to test. The testing period can be longer, three months, six months, it doesn't matter. If there are any problems during the testing period, we will be responsible for repair or replacement. If the military is not satisfied at the end of the testing period, we will give this batch of prototypes away for free."
Ivanov narrowed his eyes.
"Give it away for free? Are you sure?"
"determine."