I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 565 Closing the Net (4000 words)
The escape of the two criminals left everyone in Anning County feeling utterly disgusted and resentful, as if they had swallowed a mouthful of flies.

Unfortunately, this frustration cannot be expressed to outsiders.

County Magistrate Tian felt he owed Lin Xiaohe a great deal, so he not only treated her to a meal but also offered her various preferential policies, such as industrial subsidies, tax breaks, loan interest rate discounts, and land transfers at preferential prices.

"Don't feel embarrassed. This isn't just for you personally, it's for the entire Changhong factory. The better Changhong factory does, the better our county will be. Besides, what's the big deal about this discount? Go look at the south, go look at the coast."

The policies are different inside and outside the Great Wall.

It's not that County Chief Tian didn't want to provide more support, but rather that his authority was limited to these limits.

Lin Xiaohe was very grateful: "I understand, thank you for your support, leader."

The more understanding Lin Xiaohe was and the less she made any demands, the more guilty County Chief Tian felt.

In the dead of night, he would often lie awake thinking, "Why is it so difficult to get things done sometimes?"

He certainly wouldn't tell Lin Xiaohe about this confusion and bitterness.

In the current climate of public opinion that everything is better abroad, what if Lin Xiaohe also thinks that things are better overseas?

After all, her good friend from Russia was the deputy mayor of St. Petersburg, and it was said that his future was limitless.

Whether it was intentional on their part or not, Panasonic held a global press conference in Tokyo on the Lantern Festival, dropping a bombshell.

At that time, Lin Xiaohe was eating Yuanxiao (sweet rice balls) at the county government canteen. The Yuanxiao at the canteen were made by the head chef himself, and the sesame, osmanthus, and hawthorn fillings were all homemade.

Lin Xiaohe picked up a round, plump glutinous rice ball with her chopsticks and said with emotion, "I always thought that Yuanxiao and Tangyuan were the same thing. But after seeing our chef make Yuanxiao and Tangyuan today, I realized that they are two different things and two different skills. Please excuse my poor performance."

The chef smiled like a Buddha, his eyes narrowed into slits: "Everyone has different strengths. When it comes to food, I'm the chef. But when it comes to making money, you're the god of wealth."

A burst of good-natured laughter rang out from the crowd, and some of the bolder ones shouted, "God of Wealth, please take me flying!"

"Haha, you're shameless. I don't need to lead the way, I just hope our Changhong factory gets better and better. When the factory is doing well, our finances are doing well, and life will be easier."

Everyone laughed and joked, creating a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.

Suddenly, Sister Hui from the secretariat hurried over, her face grave. She glanced at Lin Xiaohe with concern, then whispered in County Chief Tian's ear, "Breaking news: Panasonic held a global press conference in Tokyo, and their plasma TVs are officially on sale."

……

Colorful flags fluttered in front of Panasonic's headquarters building.

A huge red banner hung from the rooftop: "Congratulations on the world's first plasma TV!"

The press conference was held at the Tokyo Big Sight. All three thousand seats were filled, and reporters set up their cameras and microphones, creating a flurry of flashes.

At nine o'clock sharp, the lights went out.

In the center of the stage, a huge screen slowly rose. Behind the screen was a television set as thin as a picture frame.

This 32-inch television is mounted on the wall, and its specifications are displayed next to it.

The large characters with black borders and red backgrounds attracted everyone's attention in the venue.

Resolution: 852*1024 (vertical resolution)

Brightness: 650 cd/square meter

Viewing angle: 160°

The entire room fell silent.

The screen lights up, revealing the snow-capped peak of Mount Fuji, falling cherry blossoms, and the dazzling night view of Tokyo Tower. The colors are rich and vibrant, the layers distinct, and every detail so clear it seems you could reach out and touch it.

People started clapping, and then the applause surged up like a tidal wave, becoming thunderous.

Konosuke Matsushita's grandson and current president, Masaharu Matsushita, walked onto the stage and bowed deeply.

"Ladies and gentlemen," his voice trembled slightly, "the Japanese electronics industry has taken a historic step today!"

The next day, the whole of Japan was in an uproar.

Asahi Shimbun front page: "The Dream TV is Born! Panasonic Rewrites Home Appliance History"

The Yomiuri Shimbun's front page headline reads: "Japanese Technology Dominates the World! Plasma Shocks the Globe."

NHK Special Program: "The Miracle of Plasma - The Pinnacle of Japanese Manufacturing"

On television, the Panasonic factory's assembly line ran day and night, with workers wearing white dustproof suits and solemn expressions, as if they were assembling some kind of sacred object.

During an interview, Masaharu Matsushita's eyes reddened: "My grandfather once said that we should make the best products for the world. Today, we have done it."

Following the shocking news that reverberated throughout the world, long queues formed outside Panasonic stores in Osaka, Nagoya, and Fukuoka.

A plasma TV costs 800,000 yen, equivalent to three months' salary for an average worker, yet it is still in short supply.

A New York Times correspondent in Tokyo reports: "Japanese companies have once again proven that their dominance in consumer electronics remains unchallenged."

Time magazine's Asian edition cover: Shoji Matsushita stands next to a plasma TV, with the headline "Japan Returns".

A month later, Panasonic announced an investment of 200 billion yen to build three new plasma factories. By 1998, annual production capacity had increased to three million units.

The stock price surged, and the market capitalization exceeded ten trillion yen.

Ichiro Ida stood by the office window, looking at the lights of Tokyo Tower in the distance, a smile playing on his lips.

He picked up the phone and called Sato, who was still in Liaoyang Province: "Tell that Lin Xiaohe that the plasma era has arrived. Her rock should sink."

Panasonic of Japan had been waiting for this day for far too long. In order to crush Changhong in one fell swoop, they had already stocked up on goods in Japan long ago, just waiting for the press conference to be held before going on sale.

Ichiro Ida and others couldn't wait to start their victory celebration.

His eyes shone with confidence, and his heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Since we can't physically eliminate Lin Xiaohe, let's completely crush her in the business world!
This spring belonged to Panasonic of Japan. Plasma TVs completely ignited the market in the spring of 1995.

The capital city, Zhongguancun.

A huge crowd had gathered in front of an electronics store. At the launch event for Panasonic's plasma TV in Dongguo, scalpers were selling tickets for as much as 300 yuan each.

Inside the mall, the plasma TV was surrounded by a huge crowd. A middle-aged man stared at the screen for half an hour, muttering, "Is this a television or a picture? How can it be so clear?"

The college student next to me pulled out his notebook and quickly jotted down the parameters. He was studying electronics, and his thesis was on display technology.

“42 inches, nine centimeters thick…” He looked up, his eyes filled with complex emotions. “When will we be able to build something like this?”

The mall manager pushed through the crowd and shouted to the sales staff, "Stop selling! We're not selling display models! There are other people lining up to see them!"

The sales clerk gave a wry smile: "Manager, someone has already offered double the price to buy this demo unit, and I can't stop them." Shanghai, Nanjing Road.

Several senior experts from a research institute stood silently in front of the Panasonic counter. The one in the lead, over sixty years old with completely white hair, was one of the first generation of electronics engineers at New East China.

He stared at the images scrolling across the screen for a long time, then asked in a hoarse voice, "How much does this television cost?"

助理眼里闪过一丝绝望：“32英寸的，卖4万一台。40英寸卖7万，42英寸卖8.3万。”

Are there many buyers?

Assistant: "There are many, and the supply can't meet the demand. It's said that the 42-inch model has been resold for as much as 26."

"A Panshi color TV only costs a little over 1000 yuan." The old experts bent their backs. "Selling 40 Panshi color TVs is only equivalent to one 32-inch plasma TV. This is the gap brought about by technology. It's not just in the color TV industry, but in other industries as well. The gap between us and foreign countries is too big. The road ahead is long and arduous, but we will continue to explore and seek the truth."

Chengdu, an appliance store.

A young couple preparing for their wedding stood in front of the Panasonic counter. The woman held the man's arm and said, "Let's buy this. It'll look so impressive hanging in our new home."

The man looked at the price tag: 68,000.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Too expensive. How about we choose Rockstone instead?"

The woman pouted, "But this one is great, much better than those domestic ones. Panshi TV uses CRT technology, which is outdated and will eventually be phased out and go bankrupt. Rather than buying a TV without after-sales service, it's better to go for the best from the start."

The man didn't say anything, but pulled her away.

He could come up with more than 60,000 yuan, but spending that money on the Japanese felt like a huge boulder was weighing on his heart; he was unwilling to do so even a thousand times over.

Wait a bit longer. Changhong is also making plasma TVs. If the quality is similar, I'll choose Changhong.

The woman shook off his hand and stormed off, saying angrily, "Wait, wait, wait! When will we ever get to that point? The newspapers have already reported that Panasonic of Japan holds over 100 patents for plasma TV technology. Does Changhong have the capability to bypass those patents? Other bosses all have Panasonic TVs at home. If we don't buy them, what will happen when your partners come to our house? Won't they start to doubt your capabilities?"

Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse. Some things aren't bought for practicality, but for prestige and to showcase one's status.

"Let's talk about it at the end of the year. At the very least, let's wait for Changhong's response."

Liaoyang, the capital of Liaoning Province, is home to a Japanese tea ceremony hall.

Ichiro Ida, Yamada, and Sato knelt on the tatami mats, with sake and sashimi laid out in front of them.

The TV was broadcasting NHK news, and the presenter's voice was full of pride: "Panasonic plasma TVs have sold over 100,000 units in their first month on the market, setting a new record in the home appliance industry."

Yamada picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp: "Ida-kun, we won."

Ichiro Ida nodded, a smile playing on his lips: "What's that woman from the East doing now?"

Ha, they don't even call her Lin Xiaohe anymore, they just use "Eastern Country Woman" instead.

Sato put down his chopsticks: "I heard that Changhong Factory hasn't been making any moves lately. Maybe... they've resigned themselves to their fate."

The three looked at each other and smiled.

Yamada poured himself a full glass of wine, raised it, and shouted: "For the plasma age!"

The three clinked glasses, their laughter echoing in the private room.

Outside the window, the provincial capital was getting darker, and in the distance, advertisements for Panasonic plasma TVs were shining brightly on billboards.

Ichiro Ida smiled and looked in the direction of the Changhong factory. He had come to the provincial capital just to witness Lin Xiaohe's pathetic exit up close.

Lin Xiaohe, you shouldn't have chosen Japanese color TVs as your competitors.

The next day, in the provincial capital, Heping District.

Ichiro Ida was still asleep when the phone rang.

He answered the phone; it was Yamada, whose voice had changed: "Ida-kun! Watch TV! Quickly!"

He turned on the TV.

The announcer's voice was steady and powerful.
"This morning, Liaoyang Gaoguanhong Factory held a press conference in Anning County to announce that my country's first LCD TV production line has officially started production. This is a major breakthrough in my country's display technology field, marking my country's entry into the ranks of the world's advanced flat-panel TV industry."

Screen switch.

The press conference venue was packed with people. Reporters crowded the area, and flashbulbs went off everywhere.

On the platform, Lin Xiaohe stood there. She was wearing a black women's suit, her hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, and she had lost weight, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.

In front of her was a television mounted on the wall.

The first impression is its thinness! It's even thinner than Panasonic's plasma TVs. The bezels are narrower, the screen is brighter, and the colors are more vibrant.

A video is playing on the screen, showing the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, the Yangtze River, and the Yellow River. Every frame is so clear that you want to reach out and touch it.

Lin Xiaohe picked up the microphone, her voice not loud, but every word was like a nail: "Changhong LCD TVs officially go on sale today. The first batch of 20,000 units will be available nationwide starting today."

What?
LCD TV? Shouldn't it be plasma TV?
When it was time for the Q&A session, a Japanese reporter who had received an invitation grabbed the microphone first and, speaking in broken Mandarin, eagerly asked, "Director Lin, are you sure you're launching an LCD TV and not a plasma TV? As early as last year, Changhong announced that it would develop a plasma TV. Was the publicity just a hoax?"

Lin Xiaohe lied without batting an eye: "As one of the world's leading giants, we originally had great faith in Panasonic's technological direction. However, our researchers discovered in practice that the performance of plasma TVs was not as good as we had imagined."

Her expression was exceptionally sincere, as if she wasn't trying to put down anyone, but rather explaining to the general public: "This is determined by its underlying technological logic. Plasma is a gas discharge, and each pixel is a small light bulb that lights up when powered on. This makes it very power-consuming, prone to overheating, and prone to screen burn-in after prolonged use. Its lifespan is capped at 2 hours."

The crowd erupted in cheers.

Only 2 hours? The lifespan of the PanShi TV 1.0 has already exceeded 2 hours.

Without giving everyone time to think deeply, Lin Xiaohe patted the LCD TV and proudly said, "LCD is a different kind of thing. It doesn't emit light, it only transmits light. When the backlight shines on it, the liquid crystal molecules rotate, and the picture appears. It's very energy-efficient, doesn't get hot, and doesn't burn out. The lifespan of the Rock 2.0 LCD TV can reach at least 6 hours."

Wow.

One can only be used for 2 hours, while the other can be used for 6 hours, a difference of three times.

Insiders know that you can't just look at this one data point, but for customers who don't know anything about it, this comparison shows that LCD TVs are far superior to plasma TVs!
The Japanese and Western journalists present naturally understood Lin Xiaohe's intentions and immediately became anxious, snatching away the second opportunity to ask a question.

"The performance of a television is not just determined by the length of time it is used. Director Lin, what are the other parameters of the LCD TV? Are they far superior to those of the plasma TV?"

Lin Xiaohe chuckled. That's an excellent question.

Panasonic of Japan spent tens of billions of yen more to finally develop plasma TVs a year ahead of schedule.

Instead of first- or second-generation LCD TVs, they directly used third-generation LCD technology to deliver a devastating blow.

Lin Xiaohe looked at the camera with a deep gaze, as if declaring war on her enemies.

Are you ready? We're about to close the net.