Chapter 2784
Gambling to the End, Nothing Left
Chapter 2784 Gambling to the End, Losing Everything
The city of Sijiu, nine departments.
At this moment, everyone who was busy slowed down a bit and listened to the sound coming from the loudspeaker.
All the cars slowed down and turned up the radio volume.
The people from the research institute had already gathered in front of the building, all of them incredibly excited.
The people at the photocopier research institute and the game console research institute
I'm helping out in the warehouse.
The vocational school students were the most lively, running to the warehouse to help one minute and to the workshop the next, as if they had endless energy at that moment.
The entire nine departments were like they'd been injected with adrenaline, all shouting and yelling.
After that, Liu Lixue's voice was all over the radio. Everyone in the headquarters was busy listening to it, then they smiled at each other, revealing the unique pride of the Ninth Division.
Yang Xiaotao's office.
Old Chen crossed his arms over his chest, gently tapping his arm with his right fingers as he listened to the stirring voice on the radio.
Yang Xiaotao sat calmly in the chair, listening to Liu Lixue's voice, his crossed legs bouncing back and forth as if keeping time.
Neither of them spoke; they were both waiting.
Only Secretary Guo, standing to the side, kept glancing at the satellite phone on the table, looking even more anxious than the two of them.
As the broadcast came to an end, Yang Xiaotao prepared to get up and stretch, and then he heard the last two slogans.
Long live the great revolutionary workers!
Long live the great Nine Departments!
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Yang Xiaotao put down his crossed legs, and his expression changed.
Why did this girl suddenly say something like that?
He then looked at Old Chen and saw that Old Chen was still deep in thought, which put his mind at ease.
Long live the great revolutionary workers!
"Long live the great Nine Departments!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the window.
Yang Xiaotao quickly got up, picked up the thermos on the ground, and then went to Old Chen to pour hot water into it.
Old Chen heard the shouts outside, but he didn't pay any attention. He just looked at the plain water in the cup and said irritably, "You didn't even have any tea leaves?"
Yang Xiaotao's hand holding the thermos trembled, then he immediately clapped his hands and said, "Liu Lixue and the others manage all my tea. Please wait, I'll go find Lou Xiao'e."
Old Chen shook his head. "Alright. Just drink plain water."
Yang Xiaotao smiled, then put down the thermos, and checked the time. "Boss, things should be finished in Shanghai by now."
Old Chen checked the time and nodded, "It should be about time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the table rang.
Secretary Guo stepped forward to answer the phone, then looked at Old Chen with delight, "Boss, it's a call from Shanghai."
Old Chen immediately took the phone, "Hello, it's me, how's the situation?"
"May everything go smoothly for the leader."
Li Rong's excited voice came through the phone, and Yang Xiaotao reached out and patted Secretary Guo on the shoulder.
Old Chen took a deep breath and then said seriously, "We should press on with our remaining strength, not be arrogant, not be careless, and especially not falter at the last moment."
"Yes, understand!"
After the two finished speaking, Mr. Chen hung up the phone.
"it's time."
Old Chen looked at Yang Xiaotao.
"Boss, are you coming with me or not?"
Yang Xiaotao also became serious and looked at the satellite phone next to him, but Old Chen sat down in front of him and picked it up directly, saying, "Let me do it."
After speaking, he pressed the phone number.
As the phone rang, a look of unease appeared on Old Chen's face, and Yang Xiaotao clenched his fists.
Only after the call was finally connected did Mr. Chen breathe a sigh of relief, then put on a smile and said warmly, "Hello, Mr. Faisal!"
"Hello, dear Chen! I've been waiting for your call."
The satellite phone was very loud. Old Chen subconsciously glanced at Yang Xiaotao, who gave him a thumbs up.
“Mr. Faisal, I’m sorry to disturb your rest.”
"No, no, Chen, I just had breakfast with His Highness the Prince, so it's perfectly fine."
"Really? Is His Highness the Prince also here?"
"Yes, that's right. His Highness the Prince attaches great importance to this cooperation, and..."
Faisal paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "And you did a wonderful job."
"His Highness was shocked when he heard about it. It's amazing! How could you have come up with such a thing?"
"Is this the wisdom passed down for thousands of years?"
"His Highness the Prince wants to go there in person and experience the rich heritage of a thousand years."
Faisal's voice came through the phone. Old Chen responded with laughter from time to time, but Yang Xiaotao could see clearly that Old Chen's brows were furrowed. His heart sank. Could it be that the plan had taken a turn for the worse?
According to the original plan, they could not directly take action to buy up Canon Group's assets, so they needed an intermediary to handle the operation.
After discussions, we decided to partner with Camel.
Firstly, the other party has considerable financial strength and is wealthy.
These nouveau riche investing billions is just a waste of paper and ink; no one would suspect anything about it.
Secondly, the other party has taken the initiative to get closer in recent years, and the two sides have cooperated in many fields, and the relationship has warmed up rapidly.
This can be seen as a trial balloon for deeper cooperation, since friendly cooperation requires mutual effort from both sides.
Therefore, both parties hit it off immediately and began subsequent cooperation.
"Chen, there's something I need to tell you!"
Upon hearing Faisal's voice, Old Chen immediately became alert, but his tone remained unchanged, and he said in a very cheerful manner, "You said we are friends, so feel free to ask if there's anything you need."
Yang Xiaotao's eyes also sharpened.
The famous Western saying came to mind.
There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
If that's the case, then from now on, it will only be about interests.
At this moment, Faisal also let out a hearty laugh, and then said with a smile, "You know about Canon's investment in building a factory in the United States, right?"
Old Chen hummed in agreement, "I know, but isn't all of this part of the plan?"
Faisal sighed, "Yes, there was no problem, everything was in plan."
"But not long ago, His Highness was kind to me, and Standard Oil of the United States also invested in the factory. You know, that's a behemoth!"
Yang Xiaotao's heart sank. What he feared most was that the United States would interfere, causing significant changes to the plan.
Now it seems that this has actually happened.
The Standard Group, established by the Locke family, is, as Faisal put it, an absolute behemoth.
If the other party insists on getting involved, then things will become difficult.
However, Mr. Chen did not have too many concerns. He would solve problems as they arose. If a problem could not be solved, it was either because the method was wrong or the person was wrong.
Thinking of this, Old Chen gestured for Yang Xiaotao to be quiet, and said with a smile, "Mr. Faisal, since His Highness the Prince has brought this up, there must be a solution, right?"
"Chen, I must say you are absolutely a wise and intelligent man!"
Faisal gave a noncommittal remark about Quark, then whispered, "His Highness the Prince has a good relationship with Mr. Locke and can act as a go-between!"
"His Highness has been very worried lately about launching the satellite..."
Old Chen immediately understood the meaning behind Faisal's words and then said, "It's really too kind of Your Highness to trouble you to come forward!"
“Mr. Faisal, please convey to His Highness the Prince that we will fulfill our promise and send your magic lamp into space by May of next year at the latest.”
"Simultaneously enable your satellite communications!"
Upon hearing Elder Chen's assurance, Faisal immediately burst into laughter, "That's wonderful, wonderful!"
"His Highness will be very, very happy. You don't know, our great King has always wanted to make the country prosperous and great. His Highness has been working tirelessly to fulfill His Majesty's wish."
"Rest assured, we will not skimp on the funding for satellites, rockets, or research and development. We only hope that you will consider our sincerity..."
Faisal spoke again, his tone full of politeness.
Old Chen also became polite.
The two eventually reached an agreement, and the plan proceeded as scheduled.
Of course, if the plan fails, everything I've said today will be pointless.
If the plan succeeds, it will benefit both sides.
After hanging up the phone, Old Chen picked up the glass on the table, took a sip of water, and then snorted coldly, "What do you mean 'just found out'? What do you mean 'Little Locke'? I think it's all bullshit."
"They just want the benefits!"
Yang Xiaotao nodded in agreement, "If we don't make any requests at this point, it will only arouse suspicion."
Old Chen nodded. "That makes sense."
Secretary Guo then asked, "What if they change their minds?" Yang Xiaotao sneered, "Change their minds?"
"hehe!"
"Do you think they can develop their business just because they've acquired those technologies?"
"With their limited technological level, their basic industries are even inferior to ours. How could they possibly master it? How could they possibly develop it?"
At this point, Yang Xiaotao revealed a strong sense of confidence.
"By cooperating with us, they can still reap the benefits later."
"If they come on their own, it will be a wasted effort."
"They're not stupid; they understand the logic behind this!"
Secretary Guo suddenly realized, and then laughed, "This Director Yang really has a keen eye! He grasped Canon's lifeline in one fell swoop. If we can snatch it all, we'll make a fortune!"
Yang Xiaotao quickly shook his head with a smile, "Secretary Guo, I'm still a little unaccustomed to your sudden praise."
Upon hearing this, Old Chen laughed heartily, but in his heart he held Yang Xiaotao in very high regard.
When he first learned about the plans of the Ninth Department and the foreign trade, he just regarded it as a normal economic entanglement, but who would have thought that it would escalate more and more as time went on.
When Yang Xiaotao proposed this bottom-fishing operation, not only he, but even those above him were alarmed.
Subsequently, with the cooperation of external and internal departments, and after a series of simulations, the success rate of the plan reached 80%.
What's the difference between this and a guaranteed success?
Therefore, after obtaining approval from above, the operation was immediately launched.
It seems that everything is going well now.
Old Chen got up, then walked to the window and opened it. A cool breeze blew in, and he felt refreshed.
"Everything is ready, except for the east wind!"
Yang Xiaotao walked to his side and said, "Dongfeng never misses a chance."
Thanks to the continuous advancement of communication technology, the press conference, which ended at 10 a.m., was completed before lunchtime, and journalists from various countries had already sent the news back to their home countries.
Edo, Japan, Canon Group conference room.
The bald old man looked at the telegram in front of him, as well as the photos that Kondo Yusei had taken before he fainted.
Every single one was sent back to China via fax.
Of course, other countries also saw this photo.
However, seeing the photos evoked very different feelings.
Some might marvel at how technological innovation is happening at such a rapid pace.
Some people will put it aside and continue drinking their cola while watching the game.
Some people might crumple it into a ball and yell, "What the hell is this?"
Here, in the conference room of the Canon Group, both the bald old man sitting at the top and the group of senior executives below were pale and filled with fear.
A conspiracy, an absolute conspiracy!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the advantages of this new type of copier are simply overwhelming compared to their existing copiers.
All-round crushing.
This further demonstrates that the other party had planned this all along.
It was initiated as a research project a long time ago.
Even when Canon followed suit, the other side had already come up with a countermeasure.
And they, foolishly, crawled into the trap woven by the other side, and were even enjoying themselves.
Finished!
This is the shared sentiment in the hearts of many.
At this moment, the bald old man felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and a sense of despair began to grow in his heart.
"Sakata-kun!"
"Hi!"
The bald old man looked at the bald middle-aged man beside him and said, "We need to get our funds back as quickly as possible."
"They don't have many of their new photocopiers."
"We still have time."
"Clear out the inventory of photocopiers at reduced prices, and do it quickly!"
Clearly, the bald old man also realized that under the overwhelming technological advantage brought by the Glimmer 70, Canon copiers had no chance of survival.
Right now, the only option is to cut your losses and survive!
Sakata immediately stood up upon hearing this, "Yes, I understand!"
"I'll contact you right away!"
He lowered his head and ran outside.
Before he could even touch the conference room doorknob, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Caught off guard, Sakata screamed and fell to the ground, a red mark immediately appearing on his face, which then visibly swelled up.
The screams startled everyone in the conference room, but upon seeing what was happening, their hearts sank.
The middle-aged man who rushed in ignored the old man and went straight to him, his face pale and his expression terrified.
"grown ups."
"We just received news that all the people we arranged are gone!"
The bald old man shuddered upon hearing this; his worst premonition had finally come true.
But before the visitor could finish speaking, he continued, "They, they claim to have prepared 50,000 new photocopiers, and they've already started selling them publicly in Shanghai."
"We, our customers, are gone!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the bald old man felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the liquid in his throat could no longer be stopped.
puff…
A mouthful of dark red blood spurted out.
thump…
The old man's body fell straight to the ground!
A deathly silence fell over the surroundings!
Paradise Games Company.
In the office, Yamada Tomoro sat in his chair, his eyes vacant.
At that moment, all anger had dissipated from my heart.
Even though there were several pretty young girls outside, he had no desire for them.
Because in his heart, there was nothing but fear.
Fear stems from a lack of self-worth.
If it had been yesterday, or this morning, and someone had told him that China's new era gaming machines would crush their Paradise gaming machines, he would have slapped them twice and then had someone throw them into Edo Bay!
But now, even if no one talks to him about game consoles, he is still sweating profusely.
He had heard about the Canon situation.
It is said that the person in question has vomited blood and has been admitted to the intensive care unit.
The reason...
Naturally, she was angry.
What made you angry?
I'm so angry because someone schemed against me!
They were completely outmaneuvered.
Even an outsider like him could see that Canon was finished.
The company spent a lot of manpower and resources, raised tens of billions of dollars, and borrowed a lot of foreign loans. All of this was based on the fact that Canon copiers sold very well.
Thinking of this, Yamada Tomoro gave a wry smile.
He firmly believed this until today.
They also firmly believe that their paradise will sell very well.
But now?
The Canon has fallen to the ground; it's almost as if we're going to dig a hole and bury it.
If Canon is like this, what about him?
Where is his paradise?
At this moment, he did not believe that China would not have a backup plan.
The reason it hasn't been exposed is simply because the time hasn't come yet.
But what could he do?
It's estimated that the whole world is waiting for China to make its move, and for China to release its game console.
He can't even lower the price to sell it cheaply!
Slumped in his chair, Yamada Tomoro's eyes were lifeless, and he was filled with regret.
Throughout his life, he only liked one thing: gambling, drugs, and prostitution, and that was the first one.
But now he realizes that he has unknowingly entered a gambling game, and it's the kind where you go all in.
Only then did he remember his deceased father's advice.
The ultimate fate of a gambler is to lose everything!
I closed my eyes and turned to look at the large floor-to-ceiling window again.
If I remember correctly, the president of the architecture firm who worked in this office jumped from here.
Is he going to follow in his footsteps?