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Shen Wanyi nodded. "Bring them in."

The secretary transferred the call.

"Miss Shen." The other person's voice was polite but shrewd.

"It's been a while since we last contacted each other. What's up?"

Shen Wanyi didn't waste any words, "Vincent, there's a project I need you to handle."

"What project?"

"A consumer goods brand from the Xia Kingdom called Oriental Style."

Shen Wanyi spoke slowly, "I'm doing quite well in Hong Kong Island so far."

"Our product line covers health supplements, beauty products, and high-end clothing. We just held a brand launch event, and the response from the industry has been tremendous."

"Oh?" Liu Wensen's voice clearly showed interest.

"That beauty serum that's been all the rage in Hong Kong lately? The one that sells for over ten thousand dollars a bottle?"

"right."

"The founder of this brand is Jiang Mian, a woman in her early twenties from mainland China."

"The product is strong, and the brand is gaining momentum, but the North American market has not yet been opened up."

Liu Wensen's interest grew even stronger. "Miss Shen wants me to vote for her?"

"What banner are you flying?"

"You sent the invitation under the name of a fund, so your identity is that of a Canadian Chinese investor who is optimistic about Eastern brands."

"Lower your stance and say it's to help Oriental Style enter the North American market."

Shen Wanyi picked up a pen and wrote a few keywords on the white paper in front of her.

"North American compliance consulting, channel development, and brand localization operations."

"Your fund already does this, so it won't arouse suspicion."

After a moment's thought, Liu Wensen said, "Miss Shen, may I ask a question?"

"Go ahead and ask."

"If I'm not mistaken, Jiang Mian is currently riding high."

"With all the bigwigs in Hong Kong backing her, if I go in, will she even need to invest?"

Shen Wanyi did not answer immediately.

She stood up and walked to the window, looking at the Manhattan skyline at night.

From the 42nd floor, the lights along Fifth Avenue stretched out in a single line.

"She certainly doesn't lack money now, but she wants to create an international brand."

"If you want to become an international brand, you must enter the North American market."

"Entering North America inevitably involves compliance reviews, product certification, warehousing and logistics, legal structure, as well as lawyers, public relations, and channel deposits."

"These things can't be solved just by having money."

"She can rely on Qian Weimin and a group of wealthy women to maintain her image in Hong Kong, but the rules are different in the U.S.

"Every step has a threshold, and behind every threshold stands a person."

"And I know all those people."

At this point, Shen Wanyi's lips unconsciously curled up.

If Jiang Mian compromises with Smith, then Dongfang Fengwu will sooner or later be devoured by capital.

If she and Smith break up, then the opportunity for Oriental Styles to enter the North American market will be indefinitely delayed.

This is a setup, and behind this setup, a pair of eyes are watching closely.

Liu Wensen didn't say anything more on the other end of the phone.

Shen Wanyi continued, "Once you're inside, the first phase involves only one thing: gaining their trust."

"Don't rush to discuss terms, don't rush to ask for the formula, and don't rush to mention anything that might raise suspicion."

"You are a Canadian Chinese fund manager who is optimistic about Eastern brands and sincerely wants to help her avoid the detours in the North American market."

"Once she starts relying on your channels and compliance services, things will naturally become easier to discuss."

Liu Wensen's tone was somewhat puzzled.

"Miss Shen, what is your relationship with this Jiang Mian?"

"It's alright." Shen Wanyi's tone remained completely calm.

"It's purely about doing business."

Liu Wensen didn't ask any further questions, just gave a reply and hung up.

The secretary stood at the door, hesitant to speak.

Shen Wanyi glanced at her and said, "Speak your mind."

The secretary hesitated for a moment.

"Miss Shen, I'd like to confirm something: after Liu Wensen went in, did Chen Zhaoan find out?"

"have no idea."

"Will we never know?"

"Chen Zhaoan is finished." Shen Wanyi sat back down in her chair.

"I have no intention of cleaning up the mess he left behind on Hong Kong Island."

"Once Zhou Zhichang's confession is revealed, he will be the first person investigated."

"From now on, Liu Wensen's connection with Chen Zhaoan, Hui Rui, and even everyone else in Hong Kong Island is completely severed."

"Not a single word can be mixed up."

The secretary quickly wrote it down.

Shen Wanyi closed her eyes. She admitted that she had made mistakes before, and several of them in a row.

The cash flow of ginger and cotton was underestimated.

I thought Qian Weimin's rejection of orders from wealthy people at the party was due to a broken cash flow, but it turns out he was using scarcity marketing.

They underestimated Jiang Mian's ability to manipulate public opinion.

He paid reporters to disrupt his event, but they used test reports and the endorsement of a wealthy woman to turn the tables on him, leaving him with a free defeat.

They underestimated the brand power of Oriental Style.

Leslie endorsed the brand, Pierre grabbed the agency rights, and GG products were distributed throughout Hong Kong overnight.

Three moves, each one a misstep.

Her downfall stemmed from her tendency to be "fast".

I always thought she was just a country girl from the mainland, and I was thinking of cutting her off completely and resolving the problem within three days.

But Jiang Mian always had a backup plan.

You slash at her, she catches it, and then stabs you back with your own knife.

Shen Wanyi slowly exhaled.

That crude approach used in Hong Kong should end here.

Next, she will use regulation, compliance, capital, and time to drag Jiang Mian into North American rules.

Jiang Mian will create more buzz, but after entering North America, she will also face the FDA, lawyers' letters, importers, bank compliance, and channel deposits.

Shen Wanyi has been following these rules for almost twenty years.

She picked up the Golden Thread Beauty Elixir from the table again and looked at the amber liquid in the bottle under the light.

The effect was so good that she was reluctant to finish using it.

But the better it is, the more dangerous it becomes.

Because the better something is, the easier it is for someone to find fault with it.

The FDA only needs to say one sentence: "Please provide clinical trial data on the product's claimed 'repair' effects."

In the short term, it will be difficult for Dongfang Fengwu to complete this set of documents according to the standards of the United States.

If the missing parts cannot be replenished, the North American channels will be cautious.

As long as the channels are cautious, capital will remain on the sidelines.

As long as capital remains on the sidelines, Liu Wensen will have the opportunity to enter the market.

Shen Wanyi pressed the intercom and said, "Bring in a cup of black coffee."

Just as the secretary was about to leave, the pager in her pocket suddenly went off.

She glanced down at it, then carefully turned back.

"Ms. Shen, David has sent a message."

"read."

The secretary looked down at the small screen on the pager and read it aloud, word by word.

"It has been confirmed that a bottle of Golden Thread Beauty Essence will be resold through private channels in Hong Kong Island tomorrow, with a transaction price of..."

Shen Wanyi looked up. "What was the final price?"

The secretary's voice was a little weak, "Two hundred and twenty thousand Hong Kong dollars."

A silence fell over the office.

Shen Wanyi stared at the plain-colored bottle, her expression extremely complex.

She personally orchestrated three rounds of suppression.

The Chamber of Commerce exerted pressure, journalists smeared the company, and the company withheld the remaining payment from Ruika.

As a result, the price of this product went from 12 to 22.

The more you fight it, the more expensive it becomes; the more you suppress it, the higher it rises.

The secretary stood at the door, not daring to breathe.

Shen Wanyi slowly leaned back in her chair, picked up the bottle of Golden Thread Nourishing Essence, unscrewed the cap, and dripped a drop onto the inside of her wrist.

"Let David buy it; money is not a problem."

The secretary responded and quickly left.

The moment the door closed, Shen Wanyi looked down at the drop of amber liquid on her wrist slowly seeping into her skin.

She picked up the phone and dialed David's number.

"David".

"Miss Shen."

"Besides the Golden Thread Nourishing Lotion, get me a jar of Oriental Truffles too."

"it is good."

Shen Wanyi held the receiver and added another sentence.

"Also, help me look into something."

"What is the name of the company that Jiang Mian registered in mainland China? What is its registered capital? Who is the legal representative? Is there any record of foreign ownership?"

"After you've investigated, hand the materials over directly to Liu Wensen."

"Before he enters the scene, he must thoroughly understand this woman's background."

The phone hangs up.

Shen Wanyi tightened the cap on the bottle of Golden Thread Nourishing Essence and locked it in the innermost drawer on the right.

HK$220,000 per bottle...

She couldn't even imagine the profits involved, but everything showed that this was all green-clad knives!

The second message from David vibrated the pager on the table.

Since her secretary wasn't there, Shen Wanyi went over to take a look herself.

A line of text popped up on the screen.

[Additional information: Rumors circulating in Hong Kong circles suggest that Pierre has secured a verbal commitment to become the pilot distributor of Oriental Truffles in France. If true, this would completely strip away Huirui's exclusive European distribution rights.]

Shen Wanyi stared at that line of text for a full ten seconds.

Then she picked up the phone and dialed Liu Wensen's number again.

I answered the phone after it rang twice.

"Vincent, the schedule is being moved up."

"Get ready to fly to Hong Kong Island as soon as possible!"

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