instant noodle richest man

"Yes, our products are indeed produced in China!" Ichiro Honda stood up and said bravely. This kind of thing cannot be denied. After all, the production address is written on the packaging bag.

"Haha, it turns out it's China. Everyone, are the products they produce in a backward region like China really safe at all?" the committee member said to everyone with a sneer.

"Commissioner Miguchi, our food has passed all the safety testing items of the association. You saw the test report just now. How can there be food safety problems?" Honda Ichiro heard this and quickly defended.

"Hmph, this is not easy. You ask Huaxia to produce a batch of products specifically for inspection. By the time they are put on the shelves in large quantities, they will be careless products with various defects and food hazards!"

"Everyone, I have been to China. Except for the cities, all the countryside there are dirt roads paved with mud. Their workers have no knowledge and culture, and the factories are all old-fashioned equipment produced by the Soviet Union in the 1950s.

"Many workers never wear gloves when producing, and cooking oil is reused, and there is even oil fished out of ditches. Such a production site cannot guarantee our food safety!" the committee member said loudly,

All the committee members also showed expressions of approval on their faces.

"No, China is no longer what it used to be. I just came back from China. They also have highways and high-rise buildings. I have also seen the company's production lines in person, and they have all been numerically controlled and

Assembly line, many of which are equipment produced by our Fuso, I assure you that every one of our products is qualified!"

"If you members don't believe it, all our products in the future can be randomly inspected and the inspection costs can be borne by us. As long as you find any batch of products to be substandard, we can compensate you!!" Ichiro Honda said quickly

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Hearing Ichiro Honda say this, many committee members showed hesitant expressions.

"President Honda, I have a question. I wonder if you are willing to answer it!" Another committee member stood up and asked.

"Speaking!"

"Fuso is the birthplace and inventor of instant noodles. We have a large number of instant noodle production companies in Fuso. Why don't you order safe and secure products locally in Fuso? Why do you have to go to China to order products?" the committee member asked.

"Because the cost over there is cheaper..." Ichiro Honda said. He didn't dare to say it because the boss behind his company was Chinese, otherwise he would definitely not be able to pass the meeting, so he could only talk about the cost.

In fact, even if the cost of tariffs is added, the cost of elf noodles is still far lower than the cost of ordering it locally in Fuso. After all, the current labor price in Fuso is already too high.

So Ichiro Honda’s excuse is quite normal.

"But have you ever thought that if your products are ordered from China, many of our workers will lose their income and be unable to support their families!" another committee member asked.

"It's not serious. Toyota, Honda, Sony, Panasonic, these big companies have already started to open factories in China. My small instant noodle factory will not affect the country's income..." Ichiro Honda said.

"That is someone else's business and has nothing to do with our Sweets Association!" Another committee member stood up and said, "President Honda, if you are a Fuso person and a conscientious Fuso person, then don't buy from abroad, buy from us.

It would be great to order from our own factory in this country!”

"Yes, many of the companies here have their own instant noodle production companies. As long as you are willing, we can supply you immediately without having to wait too long. Why not?"

"Yo Xi, just order in our country, then we won't have any objections! Why should we give money to foreigners, and they are still Chinese? You have forgotten that during the war, the Chinese were

How did you bully us?"

"Huh? The Chinese bullied us? Didn't we go to the mainland of China?" Honda Ichiro was a little confused when he heard it, and someone behind him had a face as black as a piece of coal, and he was on the verge of breaking out at any time.

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Although he did not understand the logic of some people, Ichiro Honda could see that these committee members had probably planned it for a long time. They had long known about the problem of the production location, so they wanted to use this problem to force themselves to order locally in Fuso.

By producing in their enterprises, they can make a considerable profit again.

And if I don't agree to this request today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the meeting.

"Everyone, I need to think about it!" Ichiro Honda said, and then left with his two men and went to a small room next door to discuss.

"President, if we don't agree to their request this time, we may not be able to pass the review meeting!" These review committee members did not expect that the dignified president of Honda, in another room, lowered his head to a young man behind him.

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"What do you think?" Jia Yapeng asked with a cold face.

"My idea is, otherwise, if we order in Fuso first, the cost may be about 2-3 yen higher, but it is still within our acceptance range. The key is to quickly pass the review meeting and distribute the goods throughout Fuso.

!" Honda Ichiro said softly.

"Apart from the association, is there really no other way to distribute goods?" Jia Yapeng asked with a frown.

"All sweets shops are under the control of the association. There is really no other way!" Ichiro Honda said helplessly.

"A dim sum shop... is it really necessary for such a shop that has fallen behind the times to continue to exist?" Jia Yapeng showed a sneer on his lips, "Go tell them that you have ordered 50 million boxes of goods, and

All these goods are stored in the warehouse. If the committee is willing to let you sell all the goods and then change manufacturers, you will agree."

"If you don't want to, then you will never change it!" Jia Yapeng said.

"But president, we only have 10 million boxes..."

"I said there are 50 million, there are 50 million!"

"Hey!" Ichiro Honda understood what Jia Yapeng meant. His boss probably wanted to play a delaying tactic. 50 million boxes would be enough to sell for several years. The situation would be different in a few years, and maybe it would be unnecessary.

The production location has been changed.

"Yes!" Honda Ichiro led people back to the conference room, and then said very sincerely that he had not thought carefully before and was willing to change the production location.

But I have already ordered 50 million boxes of goods, which are piled in the warehouse, so I hope to sell them after all 50 million boxes.

"This Ichiro Honda is treating us like monkeys!" Hearing Ichiro Honda's words, the committee members all sneered. With 50 million boxes in stock, you really think they are fools. The shelf life of your crispy noodles is only one year.

That's it. Are you really confident that you can sell 50 million boxes of crispy noodles a year?

The sales volume of instant noodles in Fuso is only so much in a year!

Although they complained in their hearts, no one said anything else, and the final voting process soon began.

In the end, 43 members agreed, 32 members opposed, and the elf simply failed the review meeting.

"Mr. Honda, you are welcome to come back next month, but then you should take a good inventory of the inventory in your warehouse to see if there are 50 million boxes, 500,000 boxes, or only 50,000 boxes. Don't count.

Wrong!" one of the committee members said with a laugh, leaving Ichiro Honda with a cold body and Jia Yapeng who was as black as iron behind him.