Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 297 Can you accomplish great things if you are timid?

"What's the point of exposing it?" Su Hanze leaned back in his chair, his eyes calm. "Customers only look at the results, not the process. His purpose now is very simple, which is to slow down our sales growth. Even if he loses a lot of money, he still wants to muddy the waters."

"Then what should we do?" Ah Liu was scratching his head anxiously, "If we don't do anything, our brand image will be affected."

"Don't panic yet." Su Hanze stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night view of Hong Kong Island outside. "He wants to use low prices to disrupt the situation, so let him fall into the trap of low prices himself."

"How to bury it?" Lin Ke'er asked with interest.

"It's very simple." Su Hanze turned around, his eyes carrying a hint of cruelty, "We will also release a batch of goods, with a price lower than his, but these goods are all defective, so that the market will confuse his goods with ours. By then, his customers will also doubt whether they bought good goods or inferior goods."

Lin Keer couldn't help but laugh: "Boss, this trick of yours is quite vicious. It just muddies the water even more."

"Isn't he going to compete by low prices?" Su Hanze sneered, "Let's see who can afford it."

Ah Liu immediately ran out excitedly to make arrangements, and the office returned to silence.

"Boss Su." Lin Ke'er took a sip of milk tea and looked up at him. "Did you go too far this time? If you keep going like this, the market will lose confidence."

"Confidence is nothing more than following the trend." Su Hanze leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "When the wind changes, customers will naturally come back. The most important thing now is to make sure Yu Wendong has no chance of turning the tables."

The jewelry market in Hong Kong Island fell into chaos again. A "low price storm" made everyone wait and see, and many customers even began to suspend transactions. The open and covert struggles between Su Hanze and Yu Wendong made the waters of the entire circle turbid.

At this time, the real winner seems to have not yet revealed his face.

The night in Hong Kong Island is still as noisy as ever. The people in the streets and alleys seem to know nothing about the intrigues between these bigwigs. The fish ball vendors shouted "Add more juice for one dollar!", and there were shouts from the mahjong hall. The owner of the food stall was still skillfully frying the crabs in the iron pot, and the flames from the pot instantly dyed the surrounding air red. However, this bustle could not cover up the restlessness of the undercurrent in the business world.

Su Hanze sat in a leather chair in his office, his legs on the desk, holding a cigar in his hand, but he didn't light it. He stared out the window, as if thinking about something. Lin Ke'er sat on the sofa next to him, holding a freshly printed market report in her hand, and taking a sip of iced lemon tea from time to time.

"Boss, your plan to disrupt the market with low prices has worked well." Ah Liu pushed the door open with a look of pride on his face. "The market is in chaos now. Customers can't figure out which products are real and which are fake. Even Yu Wendong couldn't explain it. Several big customers who bought his products came to him to ask for a refund!"

Su Hanze raised his lips slightly, but did not respond immediately. Instead, he slowly put the cigar aside and said, "Refund? Ha, he really deserves it."

"But boss," Ah Liu suddenly lowered his voice, and the smile on his face faded a little, "Although our low-price impact has successfully made him anxious, several customers have begun to doubt the quality of our products. Yesterday, an old customer called and said that he felt that the recent price fluctuations were abnormal and asked if we had any problems."

"This kind of client is the most troublesome." Lin Ke'er put down the report in her hand, crossed her legs, and had a playful look in her eyes. "They don't trust the market, nor do they trust themselves. They are completely fence-sitters."

"The more customers doubt, the more we need to give them a definite answer." Su Hanze slowly stood up, walked to the window, and lit the cigar. His voice was so calm amid the smoke that it was a little unnerving. "A Liu, go prepare an internal 'secret promotion meeting' and only invite those medium-sized customers who are price-sensitive but have financial strength. Tell them that the low price this time is just a short-term strategy, and the market will quickly pick up next. Now is the best time for them to 'buy at the bottom'."

"Secret promotion?" Ah Liu was stunned. "Boss, are you planning to let the customers stabilize the market themselves?"

"Yes, the confidence of customers is not based on what we say, but on their own interests." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Su Hanze's mouth, "As long as some people dare to place orders, others will naturally follow suit. Moreover, we only need to pick those customers who will not change their positions easily. Once they place an order, the market will not collapse completely."

"I understand!" Liu nodded, turned around and prepared to make arrangements.

"Wait." Su Hanze suddenly stopped him and squinted his eyes and said, "Also, are there any small shareholders of Yu Wendong who are active outside recently?"

"Yes." Ah Liu stopped and frowned, "I don't know what happened to his small shareholder Liang Bingguang recently. He contacted our suppliers everywhere and said he wanted to buy goods at a low price. I think he was probably sent by Yu Wendong to cause trouble."

"Liang Bingguang..." Su Hanze repeated the name, a sarcastic smile on his face, "This guy has always been a traitor. Yu Wendong actually dared to use him at this time. It seems that he is really angry."

"Should we teach him a lesson?" Ah Liu rubbed his hands, "This guy should have been taught a lesson long ago."

"No hurry." Su Hanze waved his hand. "For a fence-sitter like him, taking action will only dirty our hands. Go and spread the word that Yu Wendong's account may not even have enough money to pay salaries. See if he dares to continue running errands for Yu Wendong."

Ah Liu was stunned for a moment, then he smiled evilly: "Boss, this is a very shady trick. We don't even need to do anything, he will just run away!"

"It's a no-brainer to deal with this kind of person." Su Hanze snorted coldly. "Everyone in the market knows what kind of situation Yu Wendong is in now. As long as we give him a little push, his team will fall apart on their own."

At the same time, Yu Wendong's office was in a state of chaos. Several small shareholders surrounded him, complaining about something.

"Mr. Yu, you are almost dragging us down! The capital chain is broken, customers have run away, and now no one in the market dares to cooperate with us! Please give us an explanation!"

"Yes, Mr. Yu, where is the turnaround you promised? Now it has turned out like this, and we are almost losing all our money!"

"And that Liang Bingguang, he has been secretly contacting suppliers recently. What is this guy up to? You know that, don't you?"

Yu Wendong sat in a chair, listening to these words, his face livid. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but he still pretended to be calm: "Shut up! At this time, what's the use of you making a fuss? I will find a way to get the money, and I will also save the client. As for Liang Bingguang, I will deal with his affairs, you don't have to worry about it."

"Handle?" A chubby shareholder sneered, "Mr. Yu, we are almost forced into a dead end, who else can we deal with? I think you should confess as soon as possible. Should we prepare to retreat?"

"Retreat?" Yu Wendong slammed the table, stood up suddenly, and glared at him. "Try to retreat now! Who will bear the debts of our company? Do you want everyone in Hong Kong to know that you are running away?"

The fat shareholder was startled by him and shut up in dismay, but his face was still full of resentment. At this moment, a secretary rushed in and said nervously, "Mr. Yu, it's bad! There is news outside that your company's capital account may be frozen by the bank! Some people also said that you don't even have money to pay salaries now!"

"What?" Yu Wendong's face turned pale instantly. "Who is talking nonsense outside?"

"It's spreading all over the industry now. Many suppliers have started to inquire about our true situation." The secretary's voice trembled a little. "This time... I'm afraid someone is really behind our backs."

Yu Wendong gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He now realized that every step he took was under the control of Su Hanze, who was like a poisonous snake, devouring his company and confidence bit by bit.

"What a Su Hanze." He gritted his teeth and whispered, with a hint of madness in his eyes, "Since you won't let me live, I won't let you live easily either."

A few days later, the "secret promotion" of the Hong Kong Island Jewelry Market was held as scheduled. Su Hanze carefully selected a group of customers and prepared a perfect promotional event. He stood in the center of the venue, wearing a well-tailored suit, and confidently introduced the latest jade products to customers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, market turmoil is only temporary. Believe me, only those who seize opportunities in the storm can become winners in the calm." As he spoke, his eyes were firm, as if everything was under his control.

The customers in the meeting room nodded frequently, and the atmosphere gradually became lively. However, just when the event was about to reach its climax, an uninvited guest broke in.

"Boss Su, your words sound nice, but are your goods really as reliable as you say?" The man who came was Yu Wendong, with a sarcastic smile on his face and a tone full of provocation.

The entire venue suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned to look at him.

"Boss Yu?" Su Hanze smiled slightly, his tone still calm, "Are you here today to inspect our products in public, or to show your support?"

"No need to show your support." Yu Wendong walked to the front of the stage and pointed at a piece of jadeite on display. "Boss Su, you claim that this piece of jadeite is top-grade, but I heard that a customer tested it and found that the quality was not as advertised. Don't you think you should give everyone an explanation?"

There was a sudden murmur of discussion in the meeting room, and many customers showed hesitation on their faces.

Su Hanze looked at Yu Wendong, and the smile on his face deepened: "Boss Yu, if you like, I can take it for testing on the spot. However, I am very curious, the quality of your recent goods seems to be the real problem, right?"

Yu Wendong's face froze, but he soon returned to his sneer: "Boss Su, let's stop exposing each other's shortcomings. Hong Kong Island is so small, everyone knows what's going on with your recent low-priced goods."

At this time, a customer stood up and asked hesitantly, "Boss Su, can you guarantee that your goods are absolutely fine?"

"Of course." Su Hanze's tone was firm. "Everyone, I can guarantee that every item on display here today has been certified by an authoritative testing agency. If anyone has any doubts, they can test it at any time. If there is any problem with the test results, I am willing to double the compensation."

As soon as these words came out, the discussion in the venue instantly disappeared. The customers began to look at the jadeite on display again, and Yu Wendong's face turned completely ugly.

"Boss Yu, if you think your goods are better than ours, why don't you take them out for everyone to see?" Su Hanze's voice was slightly provocative.

Yu Wendong gritted his teeth, said nothing, turned around and left the venue.

Looking at his back, Su Hanze raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The late-night breeze in Hong Kong Island was just the right coolness. The uncle at the street roast meat stall was still cutting the shiny roast goose, and the sound of beer bottles clinking could be heard from the street stall.

Su Hanze usually lay on the sofa at this time, drinking iced lemon tea and thinking about the next business, but today was different. He changed into a low-key gray suit, stood next to an old Toyota Crown, holding a thin envelope in his hand, with a hint of alertness in his eyes.

"Boss, do you really want to do this yourself?" Ah Liu leaned his head out from the passenger seat and looked at him anxiously, "Let me do this kind of mail delivery job. It would be too embarrassing for you to do it yourself, wouldn't it?"

"Loss of identity?" Su Hanze sneered and stuffed the envelope into his pocket. "Do you think I got to where I am today in Hong Kong Island by commanding others? There are some things that you have to do yourself."

"But what if we run into an ambush..." Ah Liu was about to say a few more words of advice, but Su Hanze glared back at him.

"Ambush? Yu Wendong is almost on the verge of collapse, and he still wants to ambush me?" Su Hanze snorted coldly, "You guys are just too cautious. How can you accomplish anything big if you are timid?"

Ah Liu curled his lips, obviously not convinced, but he didn't dare to say anything else.

Su Hanze ignored him and looked around. This remote alley in Hong Kong Island always had a disturbing atmosphere.

The neon lights above his head flickered, and occasionally someone would pass by, but they would rush by without even taking a second look. He exhaled, as if to dispel the uneasiness in his heart, and turned to walk deeper into the alley.

At the end of the alley is an old tea restaurant with a tattered cloth sign that reads "Signature Milk Tea" hanging at the door. The lighting is dim and it is almost impossible to see what's going on inside.

Su Hanze pushed open the door, and the small copper bell hanging on the door rang a few times, startling the boss who was picking his teeth behind the bar.

"Oh, what a rare guest! How come Boss Su has time to patronize a shabby place like ours?" The boss was a bald middle-aged man. The smile on his face made it hard to tell whether it was politeness or sarcasm.

"Have a cup of milk tea and talk about business." Su Hanze smiled, took the envelope out of his pocket and slapped it on the bar. "Where's Liang Bingguang? Didn't he ask me to meet him here today?"

The boss glanced at the envelope, his expression becoming subtle: "He did make an appointment, but he just called to say that he was delayed on the way and will arrive later. Boss Su, would you like to sit for a while?"

(End of this chapter)