According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.
...Wan Feifei, the head of the information collection department, is a charming 36-year-old single woman.
She personally edited several magazines, and it's unclear where she got the photos, content, and even printed them.
When Xing Baohua saw the finished product.
Everyone was stunned, and at one point even suspected that the Japanese side had fabricated the evidence.
It is currently unknown what tricks this older single woman is up to.
Xing Baohua just watched, since each department had given him a sum of money.
The information collection department spent the most.
Wan Feifei advertised and recruited advertising sales personnel in all media. She didn't care about education or age; she only cared about your abilities.
Wow, quite a few people have come to apply.
Wan Feifei offered high commissions, splitting all advertising business brought in with a 30/70 split: the company took 30%, and the salesperson took 70%.
Xing Baohua understood the pattern to some extent; this was a broad, wide-net search for small and medium-sized machine processing plants.
Using media names to solicit advertising, whether or not a business deal is struck, at least exposes the location and contact information of the machine processing plant.
The marketing department will then follow up, learn about their related products, and may even probe whether there is any possibility of them selling their factory.
If a tendency to sell the factory is detected, the investment department will intervene.
Xing Baohua was truly impressed by all these plans; they were all incredibly talented!
However, the plan was indeed pretty much as Xing Baohua had guessed.
There are some details that Xing Baohua is unaware of.
This labor cost—no, I should say intelligence cost—is flowing out of money like water.
Xing Baohua didn't feel bad about it; she felt the money was well spent.
Later that night, there was a knock on Xing Baohua's door. When he opened it, Wan Feifei was standing there with a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.
Xing Baohua's forehead was covered in question marks?
Does he want to date a young, handsome man? But he doesn't want to date an old, stale man!
Let's let them in first and see what they mean!
"I heard you can hold your liquor?" Wan Feifei asked Xing Baohua, shaking the bottle in her hand.
Xing Baohua chuckled and pointed to the red wine, saying, "This bottle is just for rinsing your mouth. But I don't usually drink red wine; it's really strong after a while."
"I'm not a big drinker, but I enjoy drinking," Wan Feifei said.
Xing Baohua invited the other person to sit down and said, "You have something to discuss with me so late at night."
"Yes! Drinking." He said, and started looking for a bottle opener in the room.
Upon seeing that the other person had found a bottle opener, they each poured themselves a glass. One of them raised his glass to clink with Xing Baohua's.
Xing Baohua looked at the cup helplessly and said, "Just drink it like this."
"This is how you drink it to really enjoy it. This wine is cheap and not worth letting it steep."
"What do you want from me?" Xing Baohua asked again.
"Drink some alcohol, then I'll tell you."
Xing Baohua obediently took a small sip; it was bitter and had a woody taste. It was hard to drink, but Xing Baohua swallowed it anyway, holding the glass and looking at the other person.
The other person also looked at Xing Baohua with deep affection.
Left with no other option, Xing Baohua had to say, "Are you sure you want to transfer your boss?"
"Haha! Just kidding, you're so easily amused?" Wan Feifei said with a laugh.
"Let's get down to business?"
"Have you studied the RB export regulations?" Wan Feifei asked.
"I've roughly looked at it."
"Alright, let me ask you something: what is your purpose in acquiring the machine shop? What do you intend to manufacture? Do you have any orders?"
Xing Baohua thought for a moment and then made up a story: "Because the pagers and mobile phones I produce both require metal frames. So, to reduce costs, I opened a factory in Japan to manufacture them? What's wrong with that?"
Why not outsource manufacturing instead of simply buying and processing?
"Didn't I just say? Reduce costs!"
Wan Feifei shook her head again, gently swirling her wine glass as she said, "The reason isn't sufficient! Although I don't know your purpose, I have a piece of advice for you: if you have orders from the United States, there might still be an opportunity to acquire it."
"How so? Let me explain." Xing Baohua raised his wine glass and clinked it with the other person's.