Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 658 All-Out Brawl in the EU (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
“Wu Jun, why do you think our parent company, Enze Capital, would acquire those seemingly insignificant electronic component trading companies in Europe? Why would we set up offshore procurement centers in Singapore and Malaysia?” Cheng Yi said slowly.

"It's precisely to deal with situations like today." He smiled and said, "Our overt channels are blocked, so we'll go covertly. Through the trading companies controlled by our parent company in Europe, we'll place orders with Intel and AMD's agents in Europe and Southeast Asia under the guise of normal commercial procurement."

“These orders won’t be particularly large; they’ll be spread out so the targets won’t be so obvious. Then these chips will be transported to China via ocean freighters.”

"Will this work? Is the quantity enough? And what about the cost?" Although Wu Jun saw hope, he still had concerns.

The main issue is that he's never experienced a supply disruption before.

He never imagined in his life that he would become an adversary of the Wintel alliance.

He was just a level 35 warrior wielding the Moon in the Well, yet he was going to spar with a master who had descended from the Seven Continents and possessed a +16 set of equipment with 8000 revolutions.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Moreover, this operating model will certainly not be able to match the supply volume of the previous direct large-scale procurement, and the cost will be much higher.

“The cost won’t increase,” Cheng Yi said with a smile. “Currently, there are zero tariffs on CPUs globally. We just have to pay a little more for shipping. Besides, they always sell to us at a low price and a high price. Our normal procurement price is always much higher than that from Europe.”

"I've always followed this rule because I'm a kind person. Since they play it this way, they can't blame us for picking up cheap goods all over the world."

“But, with such a large order volume, Intel and AMD will inevitably find some problems,” Wu Jun said. “Especially Lianxiang Computer, their demand for chips is too great.”

"Lianxiang Computers won't be cut off from supplies within a month," Cheng Yi said confidently. "You should take care of Shenzhou first."

"Huh?" Wu Jun immediately felt a little resentful and said, "Why? If you can solve this problem, please help us solve it too."

“Lianxiang has IBM to back it up, do you? You only have me, my old darling.” Cheng Yi waved his hand and said, “Be prepared for a long battle.”

Wu Jun said with a wry smile, "Even without Lianxiang Computer, with such a large quantity of CPUs being purchased from overseas, Intel and AMD would have noticed it within two months."

“From now on, we will centralize our procurement of AMD products and stop purchasing from Intel,” Cheng Yi said.

“If we centralize the procurement, Chaowei will discover it even faster,” Wu Jun said urgently.

"So what if it happened?" Cheng Yi looked at Wu Jun with a puzzled expression.

“They…they’re sanctioning us…” Wu Jun answered instinctively.

"What good will sanctions do to us?" Cheng Yi asked again.

Wu Jun's mind went blank.

What does it matter if we are sanctioned?
They're imposing sanctions on us. If they sanction us, we'll starve. Is there even a question?
Cheng Yi asked, "Excluding Lianxiang Computer, how many CPUs do Shenzhou and Honor need each month?"

Wu Jun thought for a moment and replied, "Our monthly demand for Shenzhou computers is 27 units, and the monthly demand for Honor computers is around 21 units."

"Oh, so that's nearly 48 yuan per month, almost the same as the number of Lianxiang computers, right?" Cheng Yi asked again.

“Yes.” Wu Jun nodded.

"Has Shenzhou always used the Athlon 64 3200+ for its desktop computers?" Cheng Yi asked again. "Honor laptops use the Athlon 64 mobile version."

“Yes,” Wu Jun replied.

“Chaowei’s sales volume in the first quarter of this year was 361 million, which means that we can provide them with nearly half of that sales volume in one quarter. Based on their supply price, they will make nearly 7 million yuan from us in one quarter.” Cheng Yi laughed: “Are they crazy or stupid? Would they be willing to give up such a huge profit?”

“Intel is only bringing them in because they are giving them benefits. We don’t have any direct conflict with them,” Cheng Yi said. “It’s like this: we’re doing business, and someone offers you a million dollars to stop doing business with me, and you agree.”

"But I also asked Zhang San to buy it for me from you. My purchase price is still two million. If you find out, will you turn a blind eye or just throw this money away?"

Cheng Yi gave an example, which finally made Wu Jun understand.

Wu Jun muttered, "As long as I'm not discovered, I'll definitely turn a blind eye."

“Wrong,” Cheng Yi said. “Even if you were discovered, you would definitely turn a blind eye, because you sold it to Zhang San. As for who Zhang San sold it to, what does that have to do with you? Why wouldn’t you sell it? Only an idiot would not sell it.”

“Zhang San is my big customer. If you want me to stop selling to Zhang San, he’ll have to keep asking for more money.”

"Besides, even if they're determined to impose sanctions, how exactly would they do it? Cut off supplies to all the distributors who resell CPUs to us? Do you know how hard it is for them to acquire a customer? If we were to purchase from every single distributor in the world, wouldn't they just impose sanctions and cut off supplies to every single one of them? They might as well just dissolve their businesses."

Wu Jun was instantly jolted awake by Cheng Yi's profanity.

Upon closer examination, that's indeed the meaning.

"Alright, just focus on your marketing. The sky isn't going to fall." Cheng Yi waved his hand.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Yi's words reassured Wu Jun.

He glanced at Cheng Yi, feeling even more shocked.

This was the world's first supply disruption incident, and surprisingly, this young man resolved it in no time.

This is incredible.

Judging from Cheng Yi's nonchalant demeanor, Wu Jun would believe it if you told him he had been punished countless times.

That's some serious business acumen.

Wu Jun admired Cheng Yi immensely. If it were any other company, or even if Yang Yuanqing were in this situation, she would probably be so frightened that she wouldn't be able to walk and would have to rush to Intel headquarters overnight to express her gratitude.

But their president...

Wow, she's truly wise beyond belief.

"I hope... I hope he won't die young." Before leaving, Wu Jun stole a glance at Cheng Yi and silently prayed for him.

After counseling Wu Jun, Cheng Yi threw away the repeated sanctions notices sent by the group.

In his view, the Wintel alliance's supply cut was a joke that was all bark and no bite.

They think they can sanction a mere Wintel alliance?
Even if the US government imposes sanctions, what difference will it make?

In my past life, who hasn't been sanctioned seventy or eighty times? What company hasn't been sanctioned? How can they call themselves a Chinese company?
But what was the result? During the sanctions, those shell companies in Canada were still shipping chips to China ship after ship; their warehouses at the docks were overflowing with chips. Even the unit price dropped from $1 to $0.18 per chip.

As the saying goes, people can go against anything, but they will never go against money.

For capitalists, a 50% profit will make them take risks; a 100% profit will make them dare to trample on all human laws; a 300% profit will make them dare to risk being hanged; and if the profit reaches 1000%, they might even dare to embezzle the president.

The key is profit.

Cheng Yi lay on the sofa, brewed himself a pot of tea, and slowly sipped it.

Ugh, this is so incredibly boring.

Since taking over the Momo system, they have been able to do whatever they want in China, enjoying a life of leisure with drinks and music every day.

Even Microsoft's activity gradually ceased.

Cheng Yi had only heard that Microsoft was working on a China-exclusive version of Microsoft, but as for the outcome, he could not even think about it, unless they were also surnamed "Hua".

"If all else fails, how about forming a football team?" A crazy idea flashed through Cheng Yi's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

Let's forget it. It would be troublesome if I got caught up in the bad luck of football.

"How about we form a Momo dance troupe? It's great. Not only is it pleasing to the eye, but it can also cultivate one's character and broaden Gao Lifu and the others' horizons, letting them see the vast sky." Cheng Yi unconsciously felt a bit like he was indulging in lustful thoughts after he had eaten and drunk his fill.

Therefore, people really shouldn't let themselves be idle.

Most things become useless simply because they are idle.

A few days later, while Cheng Yi was idly squatting in the grass watching ants move their nests, a great upheaval was brewing in Europe.

The European Commission has finally stepped in and begun organizing roundtable negotiations with multiple parties. This time, their aim is to promote communication, resolve differences, and maintain a level playing field in the market.

The representative sent by Microsoft headquarters was a vice president named Richard, whose white hair was neatly combed. He was highly respected in Europe and was the former president of Microsoft's European region.

At this moment, Richard was slamming his fist on the table and roaring: "The Chinese operating system market has always been Microsoft's market. Your subsidiary, Momo Group, is using unfair means to seize the market. You must immediately stop their wrongdoing and ensure that our MSN can be used normally in China!"

Tony, the vice president of Enze Capital, picked at his ear and said with a disdainful look, "Old man, do you own this market? Is it registered in your name? Give it back your territory, and see if it answers when you call it."

Richard's face turned ashen with rage, and he roared, "What kind of talk is this! How many resources has Microsoft invested in China? This is blatant robbery!"

Tony crossed his legs, swung his toes, and said, "Robbers? When it comes to robbers, who can compare to you guys? Who was it that drove Netscape to its death with bundled sales back then? Who was it that kept popping up warnings to users that their system wasn't genuine? Now you're talking about morality and righteousness with us?"

“That’s a legitimate business strategy,” Richard roared.

"Oh~~~~" Tony drawled, mimicking the other person's tone, "So, not updating QQ on your system is a legal business strategy, what's wrong with that? Only Microsoft is allowed to set fires, but other companies aren't allowed to light lamps?"

Intel representative Kenneth couldn't help but chime in, saying, "But you can't..."

"Can't what?" Tony suddenly stood up and said, "The market is there. If you're so capable, throw money at it and win the users back. If you can't beat them, you resort to cutting off supplies? Aren't you ashamed? I'm embarrassed for you."

Tony's provocation made Richard stand up agitated as well. He pointed at Tony's nose and yelled, "What kind of attitude is this! We are having a serious business negotiation."

"Serious?" Tony sneered. "You've all spat in our faces, do you think I'm going to talk to you like a gentleman? Besides, even if this goes all the way to the United Nations, I'll still use the same rhetoric!"

"You Enze Capital people are so rude!" Richard was trembling with anger, grabbed the coffee cup on the table and threw it at Tony.

The conference table was too wide, and Richard was too weak; the coffee cup fell in the middle of the table and shattered, spilling coffee all over the table.

Tony's eyes widened, and he yelled, "FACK, you guys started this!"

After Tony finished speaking, he took a step forward, parried Richard's pointing hand with his left hand, and then swiftly twisted his right leg.

"Lie down, I!"

Sixty-year-old Richard was tripped by Tony and, in full view of everyone, fell onto the carpet in an extremely undignified manner, his expensive wig flying off to reveal his shiny bald patch.

Upon seeing Richard being beaten, Intel representative Kenneth immediately rushed over.

Kenneth was a weak programmer who wasn't good at fighting. As soon as he rushed forward, Tony grabbed him around the waist and threw him onto the large conference table.

Several EU officials exchanged glances and then remained silent.

They've long been used to this kind of thing.

What kind of good person negotiates without resorting to physical force? If negotiations don't involve physical force, then what's the point of organizing negotiations?

The real significance of negotiation lies in allowing all parties to vent their emotions.

After everyone vents their anger a few more times, the matter will be resolved satisfactorily.

Kenneth tried to stand up, but Mike grabbed his collar and dragged him from one side of the conference table to the other.

Tony kicked Richard's wig far away, and riding on the old man, he shouted, "Say sorry, I was wrong."

"I'm sorry, you're wrong," the old man shouted stubbornly.

"Alright, alright, looks like you really need some practice. I love messing with old men." Tony rolled up his sleeves, ready to continue.

Upon seeing this, several EU officials quickly came over and separated the two.

It's only our first meeting, so a little venting is fine; there's plenty of time for future interactions.

These negotiations will need to be conducted at least ten or eight times.

Richard was helped up, his face flushed with anger. He pointed at Tony and said in a trembling voice, "I'm going to sue you. I'm going to have my lawyers sue you into bankruptcy."

Tony casually picked at his ear and said, "Sure, our legal department's been pretty bored lately, but before you find a lawyer..."

He pointed to the wig on the ground in the distance and said, "Put your wig on before you talk to me. Your head is reflecting light so badly I can't even look at you directly."

(End of this chapter)