It has to be said that although Japan is a country with a small land area, the ambitions of its people have always been great.
As long as they are given the opportunity, they will fight hard to rise.
After Jiro Oda negotiated with several electrical appliance manufacturers, he was basically able to confirm that the annual output of [Instant Rice Cookers] would be at least tens of millions.
The patent licensing fee he set was based on factory output. For every [instant rice cooker], the manufacturer had to pay him a patent royalty of two dollars.
Wow!
Two dollars doesn't sound like much, it's only one twentieth of the price of a rice cooker.
However, small amounts add up to a lot, and Japan's annual shipments of rice cookers are over tens of millions of units.
If all of them used Jiro Oda's patent, he could comfortably earn tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars in patent fees every year.
Compared with such huge profits, the $200,000 paid to Lin Huowang was just a drop in the bucket.
"Lin Huowang-kun! You are really my lucky god. But it's a pity that there is no contract or trace of the transaction between us.
Even if you see the huge benefits of [instant rice cookers] in the future, there will be nothing you can do.
The patent has been applied for registration by me and has nothing to do with you.
Including the remaining fees, you can't get any more from me.
Damn Chinese, if it weren’t for this plan, I wouldn’t have been slapped in vain…”
Jiro Oda was in a good mood. He recalled the thrilling moment before boarding the plane that day and the humiliation of being slapped in the face by a Chinese police officer. He secretly swore in his heart that he would take revenge on other Chinese people a hundredfold or a thousandfold.
even……
Jiro Oda thought that after he made tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, he would go to Chuncheng again and make a special trip to meet Lin Huowang to tell him in person how much money his [Instant Rice Cooker] proposal had helped him make.
"Haha! By then, Lin Huowang's expression will definitely be very interesting!
The Chinese are so short-sighted. They have such a valuable electrical appliance solution in their hands, but they don't even think about how to maximize the profits.
I was satisfied with just $200,000. I really have never seen the world.
Therefore, China is completely hopeless and is destined to become a foil for our Great Japanese Empire in the future..."
Jiro Oda, whose heart was extremely inflated, had begun to have all kinds of arrogant fantasies in his mind.
…
On the other side, in Chuncheng, Jilin Province, China.
As the adopted son of Chinese workers, Neiji Nakamura has returned to his adoptive parents' home for several days.
He specially brought a lot of Panasonic products to "honor" his adoptive parents.
"Dad! Mom! Look, this is called a rice cooker. It can be used by plugging it in. Put rice and water in it and you can cook."
"And this is a radio made by Panasonic. It's very useful. It can be used with batteries or plugged in. It can be used for both."
"This is an electric fan. It's made by Panasonic. It's not comparable to those rubbish electric appliance factories in China."
"If it weren't for the luggage restrictions, I would have brought you a color TV and a refrigerator.
Let you also experience what a good life is.
China is really too poor. Is this how people should live?
It was only after I came to Japan that I realized what real life is.”
…
In front of his adoptive parents, Neiji Nakamura had a look of superiority on his face.
Staying in the factory dormitory where he grew up, he was met with looks of disgust and contempt.
"Goudan! These electrical appliances you brought back are too expensive. And we don't need them. We are two old men and don't need these..."
Liu Dayong looked at the electrical appliances brought by his adopted son, and waved his hand hurriedly.
His wife Sun Gui'e also grumbled: "Goudan! How much money do you have to spend to buy all these electrical appliances? You haven't married yet! Isn't it much more expensive to marry a wife in Japan than in China?
You need to save more money and get married quickly! Why aren't your Japanese parents in a hurry?
If that doesn't work, would you like me to find one for you in our factory?"
"Baka!"
Hearing his adoptive parents calling him by his nickname, Neiji Nakamura cursed instinctively. Then, after realizing that something was wrong, he quickly changed his tone and said, "Mom and Dad! Can you please stop calling me by my nickname? Call me by my current Japanese name. My name is Neiji Nakamura."
However, the adoptive parents did not buy it.
"Your Japanese name is too long and hard to remember. It's not as easy to pronounce as Goudan. Besides, your father and I have been calling you that for decades. There's no way we can change it."
"That's right! Look at you. If you go back to Japan, it would be a good thing for your biological parents to be reunited with you.
But it's really unpleasant to hear you yelling "Baga" all the time.
That is to say, now we emphasize Sino-Japanese friendship. In the past, we didn’t dare to tell others that you were Japanese, otherwise you would have been beaten to death long ago.”
Speaking of this, Liu Dayong couldn't help but sigh again.
When he picked up Neiji Nakamura, he actually hesitated.
Knowing that the child was a Japanese one, his hatred for the Japanese made him want to smash the child to death with a stone for a moment.
But in the end, seeing that the child was so young, his conscience could not bear it, so he took the only a few years old Nakamura Neji home and raised him as his own son for so many years.
"Dad! Mom! What's wrong with the Japanese? Alas! You Chinese are really short-sighted. Do you know how lavishly the Japanese are living now?"
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