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.
...Yuko Ikeda changed into a different outfit, which looked like a servant's uniform.
Perhaps it's because times have changed, but this outfit looks awkward.
He closed the door and walked over to Xing Baohua with small, quick steps. The man stared wide-eyed at the scene unfolding before him.
"Master, I've come to serve you."
Damn it, Xing Baohua considers himself a very unique person.
But it hasn't reached that level or that level of interest yet.
"Get out! Change back into your work clothes, and don't come back without my permission," Xing Baohua said with a hint of anger.
"Yes, Master." With that, the man backed away and walked out.
Ugh! They're such a worry!
This nation can be quite humiliating at times, especially when it comes to women.
Of course, when it comes to being serious, it all started with watching movies. Xing Baohua liked to watch them, back when it was late at night and everyone was asleep.
Wow, that's a joke. The company's line is super fast, 10Mbps. His home internet is only 1Mbps, and that's just the phone line.
The files were downloaded to a portable mechanical hard drive; 512GB was considered a large hard drive at the time.
The downloaded videos were also hidden using concealment techniques.
This guy loves watching movies and playing games. But he doesn't just play games randomly.
The personal secretary that Mitsui Tousaburo arranged was just for fun.
Play however you want, do whatever you want. The kind with great tolerance, the kind who can endure humiliation.
Xing Baohua doesn't have any perverted thoughts. He's not interested in those kinds of schemes right now, and of course, it depends on who he's interested in.
With Nissan on his mind, how could he possibly have the heart to play around?
If Nissan sets an exorbitant price, it's because they don't want him to buy; they'll make that clear.
But leaving room for negotiation and potential for significant cuts is what keeps people in suspense.
Xing Baohua didn't have to wait two days before Mitsui Fujisaburo arrived in the afternoon.
He said to Xing Baohua, "Nissan has agreed to a billion US dollars, but with three conditions. The first condition is that all technology is only for ownership of production. They will help build an assembly plant in your country, and all parts must be supplied by Nissan."
"Go on!"
"The second condition is that the installation service guidance fee will be calculated separately."
Upon hearing this, Xing Baohua guessed that this was where the real money would be spent.
"And the third one?" Xing Baohua asked.
"Third, add the Nissan GTR logo behind the parking space."
"They want me to advertise for them and build their brand? Shouldn't they be paying me? They can put Nissan ads on the car, but they have to pay me!" Xing Baohua said with a sour laugh.
"This is considered a collaboration, and also the price after paying you advertising fees. Without the Nissan logo, you would hardly get this figure," Mitsui Tousaburo said respectfully.
"One car, two logos, so everyone knows it's Nissan? Hah, that's like using someone else's resources to make money! Dream on! Apart from this, everything else is negotiable. Go back and tell them, one billion US dollars, I want all the patent rights, licensing and such are out of the question. That's it!" Xing Baohua waved his hand, really not wanting to waste time with this guy.
Xing Baohua thought she would receive news from Mitsui Tousaburo the next day, but she didn't see him by noon.
He had no choice but to ask Yuko Ikeda to book his Hong Kong plane ticket.
Xing Baohua didn't use the hotel's phone to communicate with the department at R, fearing that something had been tampered with in the room and some information might have been overheard.
Anyway, he always carries a laptop and tablet, and when he has nothing to do, he tinkers with Java.
Xing Baohua boarded the plane but did not see Mitsui Tousaburo.
However, Yuko Ikeda apologized to Baohua Xing, saying that Fujisaburo Mitsui had been called to an emergency meeting at Mitsui headquarters due to special circumstances.
Yuko Ikeda also helped Mitsui Fuji apologize repeatedly.
Xing Baohua didn't believe he was being called to some meeting; hiding was the real reason he was supposed to be there.
Back in Hong Kong, Xing Baohua used the phone at home to call his department in Japan and opened more than a dozen smaller accounts with the Mitsui account, spreading out the more than 2 billion yuan.
Once the order is given, the subordinates carry it out.
Xing Baohua received a call from Mitsui Tousaburo that evening.
First, they apologized, and then they asked Xing Baohua which accounts he planned to use for what operations.
"Stock speculation, economic speculation, real estate speculation," Xing Baohua said quickly before hanging up the phone.
Isn't that obvious? My account is still with Mitsui Bank, and the money hasn't flowed out, so why worry about it?
It was inevitable to spread out the 2 billion, since we still needed to sell off Japanese stocks and the Nikkei index.
This was a deliberate attempt to show Mitsui and Nissan that if they wouldn't sell to me, I'd go into finance.
Treat it as nothing.
Although the meeting in R was not ideal and unsuccessful, this guy still managed to steal a kiss.
A little thrill is quite satisfying.
After returning to Hong Kong, Sequoia Capital arranged another meeting.
Xing Baohua's trip to R to discuss cars could not be kept secret from many eyes and ears.
As for what the talks were about and what progress was made, no one except the parties involved knows the details or process.
Xing Baohua, who knows what Sequoia Capital is here for, knows nothing more than to talk about DMC's production line.
Scrap metal sells for high prices, and there's a significant shortage of equipment and spare parts.
It's quite a hassle to install. I approached the negotiation with the mindset of "if it works, great," but who knew they were only interested in the client and wanted to squeeze every last penny out of them!
Hendricks' arrival was aimed at negotiating the price of DMC's production line.
One hundred million US dollars for four production lines, all bundled together and given to Xing Baohua. Shipping costs not included.
Provide all the production line drawings, and Xing Baohua will find and replace any missing parts according to the drawings.
This is already the most reasonable price.
One hundred million US dollars isn't much, but it's still not enough.
"I need skilled engineers and technicians to help me build the production line and run it for a period of time," Xing Baohua stated.
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