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Chapter 144 Japanese People Also Like Cheap Goods! (Third Update!)
As soon as they entered the shop, these elegantly dressed housewives couldn't help but frown.

Because of the simple decoration style, they could tell that this shop was not the same as the supermarket next door.

However, although the shop's decoration style looks very simple, the shop is full of home appliances.

The categories include large home appliances, as well as various small home appliances, and even some less frequently used small electrical appliances.

These products all have a uniform color: off-white.

Under the bright incandescent light, the off-white color looks just right; it's not something you'll like at first glance, but it's not something you'll dislike either.

So, these housewives, either in small groups or alone, slowly gathered around and began to examine the appliances.

Upon entering the store, there is a static display area.

Walk forward from the static display area to the product user experience area.

In the user experience area, several staff members were demonstrating how to use these home appliances to the people who gathered around.

The housewives who gathered around paid no attention to the staff's demonstration; what they cared about were the electricity consumption statistics.

On the bare wall, a thick wire connects to a main electricity meter, and below the main meter are more than twenty sub-meters.

Both the main meter and the sub-meters were flashing red numbers.

That's real-time electricity consumption statistics.

Next to these electricity meters, there was also a huge poster.

The poster shows the daily power consumption of Japan's best-selling and most popular home appliances.

Putting the numbers on both sides together provides the most direct comparison.

Faced with the stark contrast of the figures, the housewives once again turned their attention back to the price tags in the display area.

Japan is a country lacking resources.

The predicament of resource scarcity is reflected in every aspect of this country.

Japanese people are slim, have good control over their body fat percentage, and like to eat miso soup and fish bone soup.

Lacking resources, compounded by the stupidity of Japanese agricultural cooperatives.

In Japan, charging your phone with a charger in shops or public areas is considered a serious theft.

If you lack resources, add capital.

Buying one home appliance is not a burden for a family; the burden lies in having many appliances.

A typical family of four has a refrigerator, color TV, water heater, electric oven, microwave oven, and other miscellaneous appliances.

The monthly electricity consumption is approximately 250 kilowatt-hours.

Tokyo Electric Power Company's electricity price is 25 yen per kilowatt-hour, and the price rises to 30 yen for quantities exceeding 120 kilowatt-hours. The price varies slightly depending on the type of contract.

Moreover, when calculating prices, it is not a separate tiered pricing system, but a whole pricing system.

For 120 kWh or less, it would be 120 x 25, or 3000 yen.

For amounts exceeding 120 kilowatt-hours, multiply the total number by 30.

Over the course of a year, the electricity bill alone would cost tens of thousands of yen.

Now, in Shibuya, Tokyo, incredibly cheap home appliances have appeared that are also energy-efficient.

Very economical.

If the seller is right, you can save almost half the money.

Previously, I used 200 kWh per month, but now I can save up to 100 kWh, directly reducing the price.

Moreover, the Japanese government has thoughtfully provided consumer subsidies to stimulate consumption, especially white goods.

These home appliances, priced at 80,000 to 90,000 yuan each, can receive a subsidy of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan according to the subsidy rules.

In addition, it saves electricity.

In just two or three years, the electricity savings will be enough to buy a new one.

Even if this thing explodes in two or three years, it will still explode loudly, happily, and joyfully.

After careful calculation, the housewives didn't hesitate to call out to the shop assistant next to them:

"I want a TV! And two refrigerators, preferably the kind big enough to fit a person."

"And a water heater!"

"I want……"

The shouts of the housewives rose and fell, which delighted the shop assistants who had been pretending to be busy. Then, the shop assistants picked up the sales slips in the store and surrounded the housewives.

At the cashier's counter, Shinji Oda watched the customers continuously entering the store, and the corners of his mouth remained upturned.

He knew he had made the right bet.

This is Shibuya Ward, and right next to it is Japan's largest agricultural cooperative supermarket. With this supermarket nearby, the rent here is not low.

Including the cost of purchasing goods, he borrowed a considerable amount of money this time.

If he fails, he and his family will have no choice but to act in adult films.

But now, he has succeeded.

Panasonic, Toshiba, Hitachi.

From now on, these long-established home appliance brands that have dominated East Asia will disappear into the dustbin of history.

And I will become the king of home appliances in Japan in the near future.

To bring the land of Japan under their control.

Beside him was his wife, Momoe Yamaguchi.

This woman from Osaka hadn't stopped smiling since morning.

Seeing that the staff who greeted customers at the door had all been called in, Yamaguchi Momoe lightly kicked Oda Shinji:
"Go to the door to greet the guests."

Shinji Oda turned around and gave Momoe Yamaguchi a light kick. Then he changed into a shop assistant's uniform, walked out of the shop, and stood there properly, bowing and greeting everyone who approached the shop.

"Beautiful lady, what would you like?"

"We have a full range of home appliances here; you can see anything you want."

"However, before you look at these home appliances, I need to introduce our product names to you."

"Mijia products, a brand under Xiaomi Heavy Industry, offer a full range of home appliances with the simplest and most beautiful designs, so you won't be overwhelmed by the choices."

"Of course, the main feature of our home appliances is energy saving."

"From now on, you will never need to argue with the power company about your monthly electricity consumption again."

"You just need to casually toss him those few thin bills and then send them away like you're dealing with stray dogs."

"Want to experience this feeling? If you do, come on in!"

He was giving a loud speech at the entrance, attracting the attention of passersby. After listening to his so-called speech, these people, filled with curiosity, went into the shop.

Gradually, a long queue formed in front of the shop.

So when Murakami Hanako arrived at the supermarket at noon to check the morning's sales figures, she saw a large group of people who had just come out of the supermarket, carrying their purchases, queuing in front of the simple shop next door.

Among these groups, she saw several people carrying flags and wearing little red hats.

Behind these people were several others dressed similarly. These people varied in age, but all looked to be over 50.

The shrewd woman immediately recognized that these people were Chinese, Chinese tourists who had traveled all the way from China to Japan for the Lunar New Year holiday.

These people were carrying fresh, still-warm bamboo panda rice cookers they had just bought from their supermarket. Now, their target was the home appliances from the shop next door.

Gan!
Business was stolen.

Today, Murakami Hanako has to see which bastard is so bold as to dare to mess with the Japanese agricultural cooperatives.

Fuming, the woman bypassed the line and headed straight for the shop's entrance.

At the shop entrance, Shinji Oda saw Hanako Murakami approaching, his eyelids twitched, and then he quickly stopped her:

"Miss, everyone is queuing here. Isn't it inappropriate for you to suddenly cut in line?"

Hanako Murakami pointed to her delicate nose: "My name is Hanako Murakami, a senior employee of the Agricultural Association. Now, I suspect that your shop has violated the regulations of the Agricultural Association."

"I need to go in and check."

After delivering her forceful words, Murakami Hanako shoved Oda Shinji aside, ignoring the stares from the others, and walked straight into the shop.

After walking around the shop, she understood why so many people were queuing at the door.

Saves electricity.

Mijia – Extremely energy-efficient.

This brand from China, like the batch of products they have, is incredibly energy-efficient.

Seeing this, Murakami Hanako was even more confused.

Those products were a new generation of products developed by a company invested in by her father, Murakami Kensuke. In his words, these products were unique in the world.

Even if others were to copy it, they would not be able to replicate the product.

But now, products with the same energy-saving efficiency are placed right next to their agricultural association's supermarket, stealing their business right under their noses.

This brand must be destroyed.

Hanako Murakami wandered around the shop again and finally found the manufacturer of the brand on a poster—Xiaomi Heavy Industry Group.

Make a mental note of the brand and the manufacturer. Hanako Murakami strode out of the shop, found her Mercedes in the parking lot, floored the gas pedal, and sped home.

At the doorway, Shinji Oda watched the woman leave with a cold gaze.

He then turned and walked towards the cashier, took off his employee uniform, put on a sharp suit, grabbed a briefcase, and transformed into a Japanese corporate slave. As he walked, he instructed his wife:
"Keep an eye on the shop; I need to go to the licensing office to follow up on the trademark application."

Before he could finish speaking, he had already vanished.

Walking in the square, Shinji Oda was filled with hope for the future.

First, we need to obtain the trademark to ensure the brand's recognition in Japan. In the future, if Lin Yi's products want to enter the Japanese market, they will have to come to us.

At that time, I'll be generous enough to transfer the trademark directly for free.

He sought to gain Lin Yi's favor.

In the future, I'll be able to lie in bed and count money.

Meanwhile, as soon as Murakami Hanako arrived home, she told Murakami Kensuke the news.

When Murakami Kensuke heard the news, he was first stunned, and then he almost couldn't catch his breath.

After a long while, he slapped his thigh and cried out in pain:
"Damn it, I should have asked more questions back then. The middleman only said it was an ordinary home appliance manufacturer, he didn't say it was a group!"

"Small appliances are targeted at customers from China, while large appliances are targeted at customers from Japan."

"Gan!"

"We're now doing all the work for this guy."

"Give me my phone, I need to contact Lin Yi right now."

Murakami Hanako obediently handed over the telephone. Because she was angry, Murakami noticed that her assistant was trembling. She trembled several times before finally managing to dial all the numbers.

The phone rang for a while before being answered on the other end, followed by a sentence in Chinese coming from behind:

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Please pass this on to Mr. Lin Yilin and tell him that I am Murakami Kensuke." After uttering the sentence in Japanese, Murakami Kensuke quickly realized what he had just said, translated the Japanese into Chinese, and repeated the sentence.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than fluent Japanese came from the other end:
"Mr. Murakami Kensuke, it's been a long time. How are the goods selling?"

"I saw in the news that the number of tourists from China to Japan has broken the record for the same period last year. You're sure to make a fortune this year."

However, Lin Yi's kind words did not win Murakami Kensuke's approval. Instead, the next second, Murakami Kensuke began to hurl insults:

“Mr. Lin, I’m only giving you a chance because of Mr. Tao.”

"But how did you repay me? You sold your goods on our turf."

"Tell me, shouldn't you pay me the penalty for breach of contract?"

Suzhou, Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

Lin Yi held the phone up to his eyes, looking at the phone number on it that was clearly different from the one in China. He frowned first, then walked to the filing cabinet, rummaged through it for a while, and found the contract he had signed with Murakami Kensuke.

He ran his finger across the contract line by line and quickly found the original restrictive clauses.

Looking at the restrictive terms, he read them out to Murakami Kensuke, word by word, in Chinese:
"In this design scheme, the appearance design belongs to Party A, and the relevant technologies for production use shall be provided by Party B."

"As the manufacturer, Party B must use Japanese labels throughout the entire production process and must not use Chinese labels."

"Party B shall not sell products with this design without Party A's permission, nor shall it sell similar products, especially in the China region."

"The terms only restrict the appearance; can't I use my own technology?"

"Can't I sell my own products?"

"Do you see any similarities between your design and our product?"

"Mr. Murakami Kensuke, one can be greedy, but one should not be insatiable."

"So, do you still want the order you asked us to expedite yesterday?"

"Ok?"

Lin Yi's final question was delivered in a very soft tone, and that single word was filled with an ambiguous sense of sarcasm.

After uttering that word, he didn't speak again, but calmly waited for the response from the other side.

After a long while, a hesitant voice finally came from the other end:

"Mr. Lin, you need to send me that batch of products as soon as possible. I will make payment according to the previous contract before shipping."

"That's it, hang up."

The other end acted quickly; the call was disconnected as soon as the words were spoken.

They seemed afraid that Lin Yi on the other end of the phone would threaten them with other reasons.

Lin Yi gripped the phone that had been hung up, snorted coldly, and stopped thinking about it.

Today is the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.

There are only three days left until Lunar New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve of this year in my previous life, I was still outside begging and pleading for business.

I spent the next few Lunar New Year's Eves alone.

After being reborn, life got better.

We should be more magnanimous and go to wish those detained elders a Happy New Year.

(End of this chapter)