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.
..."What are the conditions?"
"Let me put up five billion US dollars."
"She's dreaming. Even if we sold everything we own, our factories combined wouldn't amount to more than a billion dollars, and she still wants five billion US dollars? Is she trying to buy the Japanese docks or the American docks?"
"It would be great if we could buy it. We want to buy oil, drive up the price, and make our oil prices higher so we can indirectly earn some foreign exchange difference." Xing Baohua felt there was no need to keep this a secret, so he mentioned it to Lao Li.
Old Li sighed and said, "For the sake of the country, we have to see who has the ability! We can't just see that we've just started to get rich and try to take advantage of us. We should squeeze out three or five million US dollars as a token of our appreciation."
Xing Baohua smiled and shook his head slightly. They not only wanted money, but also him as their commander.
If we don't mention money, and there's no 5 billion as a pretext, but just say that they want him to go and take command, Wei Laisong and Lao Li probably would have helped Xing Baohua go too.
The first one is a big deal, and everyone needs to put in their best effort.
The second one is more practical: the machinery factory can be revitalized.
But Xing Baohua really didn't want to get involved in financial speculation at this stage, as it could easily ruin him.
Is the world at peace?
Oil prices are a bottom line for certain forms of capitalism; they cannot be touched.
Playing games requires the right timing. Without a suitable fluctuation, who would dare to play recklessly? Even someone as wealthy as Da Meizi needs a reason, right?
After chatting with Lao Li, Xing Baohua went to the adjacent laboratory building.
This place is almost a mere decoration. Xing Baohua has transferred most of the main forces to Pengcheng and Hong Kong, and only a small number of people are left behind to do some research and development.
Of course, there are still key personnel in the mobile phone and paging services.
After all, the production site is located in one place, but the research and development of computers can only be carried out in a decentralized manner.
The laboratory building used to be very lively and full of people, but now many rooms are empty and deserted, making it look very desolate.
Xing Baohua looked around and went to the design department to see the latest mobile phone models and performance.
The new phone project has been approved, and once the design is finalized, it is planned to be produced this year and launched next year.
The phone still has the same features, but the memory has been significantly improved, and it supports image browsing.
These are all ordinary mobile phones; the high-end and expensive ones still use IBM micro hard drives, which support playing short movies and music.
The only difference in this generation is that two movies and music were prepared in advance for customers to experience.
Does this count as an upgrade?
No, the only changes are in the appearance and battery life. The improved battery life is a definite upgrade.
Xing Baohua strolled around watching. When the lab supervisor saw Xing Baohua arrive, he invited him into his office and took out a letter from his drawer.
The letter looks like it was printed by a printer.
“Nikon sent us a letter seeking cooperation,” the lab director explained as Xing Baohua looked at the letter.
"Have you replied to them?" Xing Baohua asked after reading the letter and handing it back to the sender.
"I can't make the decision myself. I wanted to wait until I saw you to report back. I called you twice, but the line was busy, so I left it here," the supervisor said.
"Well, this kind of cooling-off period is fine. You go ahead with your work, I'll handle it." With that, Xing Baohua left the laboratory building.
Xing Baohua bought the electronic digital patent from Kodak, and Nikon also wanted to get involved in this.
Perhaps it was seeing Xing Baohua using a micro hard drive to create tablets and mobile phones that support images and videos.
So they wanted to develop in the digital field. Everyone knows that research and development takes time and costs, and everyone knows that rice has already taken the lead in the digital field. In order to avoid detours, they wanted to use the most direct method to purchase patents or obtain patent licenses.
If this tactic doesn't work, they'll have to find a way to circumvent the patent, which could take many years, as time is money in the capital market.
How much money will be lost if we wait a few years?
On his way back to his office, Xing Baohua was also thinking about this question: how to cooperate with Nikon.
As Xing Baohua pondered, his eyes kept darting around. Why not take a bite of this tempting offer?
It's just a digital patent, right? I'll give it to you if you want.
Once they're family, everything will be easier. Xing Baohua felt it was possible to discuss the possibility of a controlling stake with the other party.
He hurried back to his office and saw Jin Xin still waiting for him. He was slightly taken aback and quickly said, "Please sit down first. I need to take care of something."
After saying that, he picked up the phone on the table and called Hainer at the R branch office, asking for all of Nikon's information.
This includes overseas companies, overseas channels, overseas factories, etc., including the current total size, shareholding structure, and shareholder structure.
The more detailed the information, the better. The importer should send it to the domestic headquarters.
After hanging up the phone, he saw Jin Xin looking at him again, waved his hand and said, "Have some water, have some water, I'm busy for a while."
He then started making another phone call, this time to Mitsui Tousaburo, a middleman he hadn't contacted in a long time.
"Hello, Mr. Mitsui Fuji, this is Xing Baohua." Xing Baohua introduced himself when the other party answered the phone and said "Mishi Mishi".
"Hello Mr. Xing, it's been a long time since we last contacted each other. How have you been lately?" Mitsui Fujisaburo said politely as always.
“I’m so young, of course I’m in good health. There’s something I need your help with,” Xing Baohua said.
"It's my honor to be able to use me, please say so."
“Nikon wants to collaborate with my rice company. I’ve been thinking about it and I think it might be better to deepen the collaboration. Could you help me sound them out?” Xing Baohua said.
"How do you want to deepen cooperation, and what are your conditions?" Mitsui Fuji asked.
"The condition is that my Haina Holdings Group will hold a controlling stake in Nikon and integrate it with the digital division of DaMi," Xing Baohua said calmly.
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