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Chapter 143 Lively Tokyo! (Second Update!)

As he spoke, a look of fear appeared on Meng Hai's face.

That hint of fear was very real, and Qin Chao saw it all.

"Can this still be blown up?"

He muttered to himself for a while, still not quite believing it. So he stared at Meng Hai for a long time. After this scrutiny, he finally confirmed that Meng Hai was not joking and that this thing really might explode.

On the other end, perhaps fearing that Qin Chao wouldn't believe him, he quickly offered an example:
Are you familiar with Japan's hydrogen fuel cell vehicles?

"Japan is vigorously developing hydrogen fuel cell vehicles, but what troubles them most is how to safely store hydrogen in the vehicles."

"In order to achieve their goal, they tried many methods and implemented many energy storage solutions."

"In the end, the Japanese all rushed to solid-state storage technology."

"Then they developed some metal-based hydrides."

"They felt that the most suitable material was metallic magnesium powder."

"Cars using this technology perfectly solve the two technical difficulties of traditional fuel vehicles not burning fast enough and so-called new energy electric vehicles not burning loud enough."

Is their technology difficult?

"It's actually not difficult."

"It's because it's dangerous that no one steals their technology."

"Based on my own knowledge, the core energy storage material of this so-called solid-state battery is in this state."

"So even if you ask me to steal, I can't steal."

"That's why when I met Lin Yi, I said that I might have to call him senior brother, or even master."

After hearing the case analogy, Qin Chao understood that this was impossible to implement. He gave a helpless self-deprecating laugh and shrugged.

"It's alright, the land has been given anyway. Whether he becomes a dragon or a snake is up to him."

"Jackie Chan goes to heaven, and a snake burrows into the grass; it has nothing to do with us."

"Come on, I just got a bottle of good wine a couple of days ago. Come on, let's have a sip."

The vehicle started and drove off along the road, eventually disappearing into the night.

…………

"Why do I get the feeling that Secretary Qin looks at you like he's his own son?"

On the way back, Ji Shuangshuang suddenly spoke up and asked a very abrupt question.

Lin Yi paused for a moment, then tilted his head to look over: "I'll only pay you a high salary if you're useful to me."

"Similarly, if I am useful to him, he will treat me with respect and courtesy."

The apt analogy made Ji Shuangshuang quickly understand, and the next moment, her eyes widened to their maximum: "So your battery is real? It can really make a lot of money?"

"Yes! So your task is very important, you have to keep an eye on the money for me." Lin Yi replied, stepping on the gas pedal harder, and the Santana roared as it picked up speed slightly.

Around 11 p.m., the people of Suzhou were already asleep.

Those who are still awake are not from Suzhou.

Back at Xiaomi Heavy Industry, as soon as I entered the office, Liu Daneng followed me in, along with two orders.

One copy was signed by Murakami Co., Ltd.

The other document was signed Tokyo Rainbow Co., Ltd., which is Shinji Oda's company.

After placing the two orders in front of Lin Yi, Liu Daneng added:

"Boss, later this month, two orders will be delivered by Japanese people, both saying they are urgent."

When the word "urgent" was mentioned, Liu Daneng's body visibly trembled.

Lin Yi noticed this subtle movement.

There was nothing he could do about it.

There are many orders, and they are urgent, so we have no choice but to work overtime.

He sighed, grabbed an order in each hand, and began to examine it simultaneously.

Murakami Corporation: Urgently ordered an additional 20 Bamboo Panda rice cookers.

Tokyo Rainbow Co., Ltd.: Urgent order for a 240L refrigerator, a 5L rice cooker, a 1.5HP air conditioner, and a 60L water heater...

Two thousand units each.

Urgent!

Looking at the expedited items on the list, Lin Yi wasn't in a hurry. He handed the list to Ji Shuangshuang and said, "Shuangshuang, go check it out."

"Okay!" Ji Shuangshuang walked into the finance office in her high heels, turned on the computer, and logged onto the webpage in one go.

Scrolling down the webpage, I quickly found the payment record from Murakami Corporation.

The amount paid is the same as last time, 70% of the transaction amount.

Below that is the payment record from Tokyo Rainbow Co., Ltd.

100%.

After checking the contract terms, payment amount, and total price of the goods to confirm that there was no shortage of funds, Ji Shuangshuang shut down her computer and went into Lin Yi's office.

"The funds have arrived, but because foreign exchange is involved, we need to go to the bank to complete the deposit process."

"There should be people at the bank tomorrow, so I'll go there first thing in the morning."

Once the funds arrived, Lin Yi's attitude improved considerably.

He beckoned to Liu Daneng with his finger, and when the other man came close, he said softly:

"Tell the workers below to work overtime, work overtime, or damn overtime."

The word "overtime" is like the whisper of a demon, especially since Lin Yi emphasized it three times, making the voice even more demonic than a demon.

Holding the list, Liu Daneng let out a miserable cry: "I want a vacation!"

"Once the work is finished, you can take your money and go on vacation," Lin Yi added casually, then pushed Liu Daneng out of the office.

Ji Shuangshuang was also pushed out along with them.

Go to bed early!

After leaving those words, Lin Yi quickly unfolded his cot, wrapped himself in the blanket, and went straight to sleep.

…………

Meanwhile, in Tokyo, Japan, one time zone to the east, Murakami Kensuke knelt before a low tea table, leisurely picking up a wine glass and slowly pouring wine into his mouth.

Kneeling beside the coffee table to his left was a woman dressed in a kimono, who looked very clever.

The woman knelt beside the coffee table, her left hand pressing on some documents, her right hand holding a pen, her slender middle finger extended forward, occasionally pressing a few numbers on the calculator.

The computer reads a number, and the woman records the number.

It took the woman more than half an hour to finish flipping through the documents in her hand.

Finally, all the numbers she recorded were delivered to Murakami Kensuke:

"Father, here are the sales figures for all our stores in Tokyo today. Please take a look."

"Thank you for your hard work, Hanako." Murakami took the documents, stuck his right index finger to his tongue, and moistened it with a little saliva.

The finger then landed on the document and gently turned the pages.

【Curling Iron 274】

Electric Oven 132

Hair dryer 95

【Rice Cooker 6743】 [...]

The numbers before that were dismal, but when it came to rice cookers, the sales volume jumped up dramatically, and the price wasn't low either.

Noticing her father's gaze fall on the rice cooker, Murakami Hanako leaned forward, her beautiful figure beaming as she praised him with a flattering expression:

"Father, you have such keen insight. When Mr. Tao sent over the samples, you immediately took a liking to the manufacturer's design."

"Today is only the first day, and we've already sold over 6000 units on the first day."

"I can't imagine how terrifying the sales volume will be once we gain brand recognition and expand our production volume nationwide."

Hanako Murakami's attempts to please him did not disrupt Kensuke Murakami's thoughts.

He went through the entire sales list, and then put his finger back on the rice cooker section: "Tell all the stores to raise the price by 500 yen tomorrow."

"And, in the morning, if there are many people, don't bring out too much stock."

"Just drag it out slowly, until around 2 p.m., then take the goods upstairs."

"Then around 5 p.m. they said they were out of stock."

Having navigated the business world for many years, Murakami Hanako naturally knew what her father wanted to do.

Scarcity marketing is like fishing; you have to keep baiting the fish in the water so that they gather together and then naturally some fish will bite the hook.

She jotted this down in her notebook, waited a while longer, but didn't receive any new instructions from Murakami Kensuke. Murakami Hanako closed her notebook, put down her pen, and slowly knelt down to move towards Murakami Kensuke.

She moved it closer to her eyes and slowly pulled open the kimono.

Besides the father and daughter, there was also Shinji Oda who was up late at night.

After visiting Lin Yi, he immediately returned to Panasonic, decisively handed over a resignation notice, and without any regard for the handover, chose to run away.

From the port of Suzhou to Tokyo, it takes at least two days for a cargo ship, plus one day for customs clearance.

So it wasn't until midnight that Shinji Oda received his shipment.

Upon seeing the container filled with countless home appliances, the technician who had fled Panasonic burst into tears.

These are all his ancestors, and they can all help him make money.

But we were just a little late.

If he had arrived a day earlier, he wouldn't have been standing in front of Murakami Co., Ltd.'s supermarket, watching them make money.

Although the rice cookers had Japanese labels, Shinji Oda was 100% certain that they came from Lin Yi, from Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

In other words, in Tokyo, he needs to compete with products from the same source.

Seeing those guys make money is worse than killing myself.

After choking back tears for a while while looking at the appliances, Shinji Oda wiped away his tears and began to direct people to move the goods.

Being the first to act has its advantages, and being the last to act also has its advantages.

Murakami Corporation claims its products are energy-saving, but the only one that is truly energy-saving is the rice cooker.

The situation is different for me.

All their home appliances are energy-efficient, and once those people come in and see those straightforward numbers, they will definitely not remain indifferent.

They will definitely try to buy it, and then they won't be able to stop.

After the last appliance was moved, the eastern sky was already bright with white light, and the sun was about to rise.

Shinji Oda looked at the rising light in the east, adjusted his non-existent glasses, and smiled at the sun:
"Mr. Murakami Kensuke, we've come to see you!"

Tokyo, with its large population and towering skyscrapers, is the world's largest and most populous metropolis.

The vast majority of Japanese people gathered in Tokyo, in the place where their dreams began.

Once they gather here, they need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves.

Having earned money, they need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves even more.

So, early in the morning, as soon as the supermarket with the sign of the Japan Agricultural Cooperatives opened its doors, the housewives waiting at the door rushed into the supermarket.

Then I went straight to the home appliance section of the supermarket.

After a frantic search in the JD section, sharp-eyed people immediately spotted the rice cooker hidden in a corner. These housewives didn't even have time to do the most basic checks.

Upon seeing the rice cooker, she grabbed it and hurriedly headed towards the cashier.

Those who are quick can grab one, while those who are slow can only stand outside the crowd and shout loudly to those inside, hoping they can save one for them.

But fate had other plans. In just a few minutes, the meager quantity on the supermarket shelves was completely sold out, leaving only the housewives standing dumbfounded beside the empty shelves.

Housewives who brought their rice cookers to the cashier were also dumbfounded after seeing the price displayed by the barcode scanner.

"Why, why is the price 500 more than yesterday?"

Do you know how much 500 yen is?

"What you're doing is price gouging."

The cashier stood there, silently watching these housewives go crazy in front of the counter.

After a brief outburst of madness, these frantic housewives still pulled out their money, paid, and then happily left with the rice cooker.

Meanwhile, the housewives who hadn't managed to get a rice cooker started acting up again, and a sales clerk in uniform came over, looking at them apologetically.

"Ladies, I'm so sorry."

"Our insufficient stock was due to our lack of consideration. Our store manager has already urgently ordered more stock, and another batch should arrive around this afternoon."

"If you're not in a hurry, you can wait a bit, look at other items, and then come back this afternoon to make your purchase."

The sales clerk's words were full of apology, and coupled with her guilty expression, it instantly extinguished the anger in the hearts of these housewives.

Since we can't buy it in the rush, we might as well look at other options.

Led by the sales clerk, the housewives dispersed and began searching for things they might need in the supermarket.

After leading the group around twice, the salesperson took advantage of the chaotic crowd and disappeared in a flash.

They reappeared, this time in front of the store manager's office.

After a gentle knock on the door, the salesperson entered and bowed respectfully.

"Manager, as you instructed, the price of all rice cookers has been increased by 500 yen."

"Is there anything else we need to be aware of?"

The store manager was a bald man who looked to be in his forties. After listening to the sales clerk's report, he didn't say anything, but just waved his hand to signal the sales clerk to leave.

The sales clerk didn't linger; upon receiving the order, she turned around without hesitation and continued with her work.

Meanwhile, in front of Aeon Supermarket in Shibuya Ward, the largest commercial supermarket of the Japanese agricultural cooperatives, Shinji Oda looked up, glanced at the supermarket with a greedy look on his face, then turned around and walked towards the storefront next to the supermarket.

The storefront is very simple, with only a very simple name hanging on a sign on the left wall.

Tokyo Rainbow Co., Ltd.

Below the name are rows of neatly arranged electrical appliances.

On the front of each of these appliances hangs a simple sign.

It's just that it wasn't written in Japanese, but in Chinese.

Xiaomi Heavy Industry, your home appliance partner, offers affordable prices and saves up to 50% on electricity!

At the store entrance, those who had just arrived and were about to go in to grab rice cookers turned around and saw the advertisement above their heads.

And look at how close these two shops are.

They should be two brands from the same company.

Go in and take a look, see if there's anything you want to buy.

(End of this chapter)