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Chapter 123 Another Backstab!

Chapter 123 Another Backstab! (Third Update!)
The impassioned speeches by Gao Jin and Oda Shinji failed to move the seasoned veterans present.

None of them raised their hands; they simply picked up the documents in their hands and began to read them silently.

Company interests are important, but personal interests are even more important.

If you can't even protect your own interests, how can you talk about the company's interests?
Once the document was opened, they could clearly see its contents.

Step 1: Negotiate the price

[Proactively reduce profits in end-user and low-end products, lower prices, make prices more transparent, and let price increase drive sales of mid-to-low-end products. Use more quantity and less profit to achieve the existing high profit per unit.]

Panasonic has started a price war, and other competitors will certainly try to respond accordingly. They may either continue the price war or maintain the status quo.

Regardless, Panasonic will definitely gain more market share.

【Step Two: Integration】

[We dispatch personnel to various locations, sign cooperation agreements with local installation teams, and include these personnel as long-term partners. This breaks the dealer monopoly and secures more stable service in exchange for long-term, stable projects.]

If the distributor doesn't cooperate, then replace them with someone more willing to listen...

[Step 3: Utilize videos from Xiaomi Heavy Industry's exhibition to promote the strategic partnership between Panasonic and Xiaomi Heavy Industry, thereby amplifying your own brand image and ultimately selling your own products.]

The document was short and was read through in just over 10 minutes.

As Gao Jin closed the folder, everyone around the conference table turned their attention to him.

The idea behind the plan is excellent, and the current opportunity is also very good.

The chances of success are very high, even exceeding 80%.

If this succeeds, it will not only benefit the Yangtze River Delta region, but also other places.

But the Yangtze River Delta region is very rich. Just the profits from the Yangtze River Delta region are enough for everyone to make a fortune and live a life of luxury.

After a long silence, the middle-aged man closest to Gao Jin raised his hand:
"I agree with Manager Gao's plan. It's a great plan, and I think we can give it a try."

One person set an example, and others followed suit, raising their hands one after another:

“I think that’s a good idea, but the problem is that we need to contact branches in other regions.”

"Otherwise, if it's just us lowering prices, they'll be in a very passive position."

"Indeed, we're all from the same company, so we need to communicate and coordinate before we speak or act."

"What about the head office?"

"As long as the head office pays the full amount of profits on time, they won't interfere. As long as we act quickly enough this time and achieve outstanding results in the first quarter, the head office won't say anything."

These people were talking all at once, and their words were a way of comforting one another.

After listening to them talk for about ten minutes, Gao Jin tapped the table with his hand and said softly:
"Since everyone agrees, I will have my secretary prepare a detailed proposal."

"Everyone should follow the detailed plan and act quickly, faster than anyone else."

"The meeting is now adjourned!"

Gao Jin picked up a proposal, turned around and walked out of the conference room. His secretary, who had been standing by the door, immediately followed.

In the conference room, after Gao Jin left, the others also got up and left one after another.

Within ten minutes, only Shinji Oda remained in the conference room.

He fiddled with the pen for a moment, then took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a Japanese number.

While waiting for the call to connect, he picked up his notebook, got up, and left the meeting room.

The first call didn't go through.

He made a second call.

Then the second one.

While on the phone, Shinji Oda walked up the stairs, at the end of which was an iron gate.

He opened the iron gate, walked out, and arrived at the rooftop of the Yangtze River Delta branch office building.

The iron gate was locked from the inside. He walked to the parapet and stood there. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked one out, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

After enjoying the breeze on the rooftop for a while, he started making his fourth call.

Finally, on the fourth call, the call was answered. The person on the other end seemed extremely annoyed that Shinji Oda had called, and immediately launched into a tirade of profanities.
"Shinji Oda, what are you doing? What are you thinking?"

"Don't you know I hate it when someone calls me while I'm having fun?"

"I'll give you two minutes. If you can't explain why, you're dead."

The wind on the rooftop was strong and cold, giving Shinji Oda a headache.

After stubbing out his cigarette and exhaling the smoke, Shinji Oda asked the person on the phone in a cold voice:

"Didn't you say someone was coming today? Where is they?"

Upon hearing this, a sneer came from the other end of the phone.

"Shinji Oda, you are a complete idiot, an absolute idiot."

"Our products are exported to America, Europe, the Middle East, and Africa."

"We are already a world-class company, and our products are also world-class products."

"Under this premise, you say there is a small company in China that can casually produce products with the same quality as ours."

"It's even more energy-efficient than us, saving 50% more."

"I think you really are a pig."

"I will personally call Panasonic's China headquarters to get to the bottom of your harassing phone call today."

Sensing that the other party wanted to hang up, Shinji Oda took a deep breath and quickly said to the person on the other end of the line:
“That story is fake. I personally followed up on it and confirmed that it was fake.”

"Gao Jin, the person in charge of the Yangtze River Delta region, came up with an aggressive plan to stab ourselves in the back by voluntarily reducing product profits in order to pass on the savings to consumers."

"Use price wars, that is, low prices, to seize market share from other competitors."

Unlike before, after Shinji Oda finished speaking, a roar immediately came from the other side:
"He's looking for death!"

"Tell him to wait!"

"I'm buying a plane ticket right now and coming over. I want to strangle him myself!"

beep...

The phone ringing urgently indicates that the person hanging up is even more anxious than the ringing.

After putting the phone back in his pocket, Shinji Oda took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

The wind smokes, he smokes the cigarette butt.

Gao Jin chose to backstab, and Liu Fei of Haili Electric also decisively chose to backstab.

However, he chose a few too many targets to betray.

One of their targets was Kao Chin of Panasonic, and the other was Gree.

Haili Electric Appliances is a company jointly founded by Shanghai and Japan in 1993.

The company's core business mainly revolves around the research, development, production, and sales of refrigeration compressors.

It competes with Panasonic and Gree's Landa, but it is also a customer of Gree.

Therefore, Liu Fei didn't feel guilty at all when he betrayed Gao Jin; in fact, he even thought the day had come too late.

As for the backstabbing of Gree, the reason is quite simple.

Because of Xiaomi Heavy Industry, because of Lin Yi.

With the EU and America already proposing to usher in a new era of new energy, and with the Chinese government expressing its support for new energy, this technology is 100% poised for takeoff.

Moreover, it will 100% crush its competitors.

Haili Electric's business is relatively simple, mainly focusing on various refrigeration compressors. If Haili Electric can be bundled together with Xiaomi Heavy Industry now, Haili Electric will also take off when the company takes off in the future.

This was an inevitable ending!

The ending has been written!

After typing the last word in the document, Liu Fei breathed a sigh of relief, then dragged the mouse to check for grammatical errors.

He was speaking Japanese, which made the check more complicated.

[Dear Mr. Taichiro Matsushita, as a hacker, I have a penchant for money, and I happen to have some things here that you might be interested in. Transfer $50 to this account, and I'll give you something really exciting.]

Below the simple letter were some photos.

There are some photos of Gao Jin walking with himself, chatting and laughing.

After checking and confirming there were no errors or omissions, Liu Fei dragged the document into his email, entered a Google email address, and clicked send.

After sending the email, he opened a new document and started typing.

[Dear Ms. Dong, I apologize for disturbing your daily life. I am a hacker, and during a casual browsing session, I stumbled upon something interesting, so I thought you might want to take a look.]

After typing the text, Liu Fei dragged some photos below it.

There is a photo of Wang Tian, myself, and Gao Jin chatting and laughing together.

There are photos of Gao Jin and Lin Yi watching the excitement together in the crowd, and photos of Gao Jin and Lin Yi laughing and talking in a corner.

After pasting the photo, Liu Fei opened a 163 email account, found the email address of Gree Electric Appliances' public relations department, dragged the file into the email, and clicked send.

After sending a message, he still felt it wasn't enough to ignite the fire, so he turned around, opened a new document, and started editing it.

This time, the letter was intended for the leaders of Shanghai.

[Dear leaders, I am writing this letter today because Haili Electric Appliances is now at a critical juncture of life and death.]

[Born, it soars to the heavens.]

Death is fleeting, like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall; one is reduced to just another face in the crowd.

As Chinese people, we must not forget our roots, our origins, and even more so, the original intention behind founding Haili Electric Appliances...

Sincerely yours, [Yours sincerely]

After editing a document of one or two thousand words, Liu Fei read it over and was so moved that he cried.

Subsequently.

He picked up a pen and letter paper and began copying the letter. Halfway through, he started cursing.

"I wish I hadn't written so much."

After copying 2000 words, it was already evening.

He put the letter in an envelope, without writing his name or address, and simply tucked it into his pocket.

Stepping out of the office and the building, Liu Fei patted his chest, feeling the letter inside. He strode to his car, got in, and sped off towards the Shanghai Municipal Government.

In a manufacturing factory, when orders are plentiful, everyone from the boss to the workers is all smiles, and everyone feels that the future will only get better and better.

However, when orders exceed the company's production capacity and its capacity limits, no one will be happy.

At this moment, this is what the group of people led by Lin Yi looked like.

On the first day of the exhibition, everyone's sales were good, and everyone was very happy.

On the second day, sales soared, and everyone was even happier.

On the third day, the inventory ran out, orders exploded, and everyone started to panic.

Today is the 4th day, and the orders have completely exploded.

Everyone was unhappy.

It's never finished, it's simply impossible to finish.

But there's still one day left, and judging from the current trend, the number of orders tomorrow will be even more explosive. In other words, we'll owe even more.

Lin Yi remained silent in the face of Li Xun and the others' complaints, simply picking up his wine glass and placing his hand in the center of the table.

"Everyone, there's still one more day tomorrow, so let's all stay alert."

"Once tomorrow is over, we don't know when the next exhibition like this will be held, so we should cherish this opportunity."

"As long as we gain a foothold this time, no one can drive us out."

"Here, cheers."

The remaining dozen or so people raised their glasses and clinked them together, producing a crisp sound like wind chimes.

After finishing the celebratory dinner that evening, it was already past 10 p.m.

After giving a few instructions for tomorrow's work with a thick lisp, Lin Yi leaned against the wall and staggered out.

Cao Bin, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the beat-up Santana, saw Lin Yi staggering over. He quickly got out of the car and helped Lin Yi to the passenger seat.

As soon as the car door closed, Lin Yi, who had seemed to be still somewhat intoxicated, immediately sobered up. He rubbed his head, frowned, and asked Cao Bin:

"How's Gree's reaction?"

"I heard that Gree's headquarters sent people over this afternoon, but they haven't disclosed the specifics."

"Keep up the pressure. Also, keep an eye on Takashi Takayuki from Panasonic; he's no good."

"Okay." Cao Bin nodded, started the car, and drove towards Hanshan Temple District, where Xiaomi Heavy Industry is located.

There were few vehicles at night, and the two of them took more than 20 minutes to travel about 10 kilometers back to Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

Before the car even entered the gate, Lin Yi noticed a person standing at the entrance; the back view looked somewhat familiar.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Tao Zhanpeng, whom he hadn't heard from in almost half a month.

He rolled down the car window and waved to the retreating figure: "Brother Tao!"

Hearing the shouts, the person who had been smoking with his back turned turned around abruptly. Seeing that it was Lin Yi, he rushed over and placed his hand on the car door frame.

"So what's going on here? I came here looking for you, but none of the people in charge of your factory are here, not even the security guard I saw before."

"I want to call your accountant, but I don't have her number saved."

"I tried calling you, but your phone was off."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi's smile instantly froze.

Where is my phone?

He frantically reached into his pocket and pulled out two cell phones, pressing the power button.

Both the HTC and the Nokia were out of power.

Lin Yi waved his phone in front of Tao Zhanpeng, got out of the car, and pointed towards the office building:

"Shall we go upstairs and have a seat?"

Tao Dapeng smiled and pointed to the car parked not far away:

"Wait a moment, I'm going to get something."

"I'm here today mainly to bring you some good news, good news that will definitely make you happy."

The words "good news" made Lin Yi's eyes light up immediately.