After all, the price of $80 is a breakthrough in their perception of television prices.
It's fortunate that it's the wholesale price; if the selling price were below $100, it would probably trigger a nationwide buying frenzy.
"What? $80?"
Sam could hardly believe his ears and stared wide-eyed as he asked again.
Although he had prepared himself mentally before coming, knowing that the prices of electrical appliances in mainland China would definitely be much lower than those in Japan, the fact that they were this cheap and of such high quality made him feel like he was dreaming.
In his eyes, a Hitachi television of the same size is now no different from a time bomb, yet the wholesale price is still $180!
Sony's cost $200 or even more!
The TV in front of us is of even better quality, with clearer picture, and features a unique Pikachu license and adorable sound effects when turned on, yet its wholesale price is only $80.
The price was so low it was like a fairy tale, so low he couldn't even imagine it!
"Are you... are you doing charity? Are you angels sent by God to save Walmart?" Sam asked Gao Qiaohao in astonishment.
"No. We just come from a country where... labor costs and productivity are far beyond what you can imagine."
Gao Qiaohao said with considerable pride.
Although he is Japanese, his heart is forever Chinese and his blood is forever Han Chinese.
At this moment, he was truly proud of Kobayashi. Looking at these arrogant Westerners in front of him, they seemed like country bumpkins when they heard the purchase price of $80.
His words, like a seed, were quietly planted in the hearts of Sam and David.
This sparked an unprecedented interest and awe in them towards that distant mainland China.
At this moment, David and Sam both had some doubts. They were convinced that the poor, backward, and dark image of mainland China portrayed by these American media outlets was deliberately deceiving ordinary Americans.
Sam's breathing became incredibly rapid with excitement. Looking at the "Pikachu TV" in front of him, he felt as if he were seeing a golden mountain about to erupt, large enough to cover the entire United States, protected by Pikachu!
This is Walmart's trump card for dominating the Christmas season and crushing all competitors!
It was also his lifeline that allowed him to keep his job and receive a huge bonus!
He suddenly grabbed the heavy, brick-like satellite phone hanging from his waist.
So excited he could barely press the number, he shouted into the microphone, "It's me! Sam! Listen up! Immediately give us all of Walmart's purchasing funds!"
Everything! Including emergency funds, Christmas season budget, and even available short-term loans!
Bring them all here! Immediately! Right now! Transfer them to the Port of Los Angeles!
We...we've found our savior! No! We've found the true God!
Tell the finance department to prepare the money. We want as much goods as they are! Buy it all! Don't leave a single container for anyone else!
...
Meanwhile, in Bao'an County, China, at the Shekou Industrial Park.
The atmosphere in the temporary command post for this battle to destroy Japanese electronics was quite somber.
The air was filled with the smoke of cheap tobacco...
And the bitter taste of strong tea wafts out!
The anxiety and unease that permeated the cramped office space filled everyone present with a sense of unease.
After all, the entire Shekou Industrial Park was built in just one year by mobilizing the state apparatus and coordinating countless resources, including foreign exchange, capital, manpower, and materials.
The containers now being shipped to the United States and the warehouses in the Shekou Industrial Park are stockpiling an unknown number of all kinds of electrical appliances.
If these appliances can be sold, they will be a gold mine; if they cannot be sold, they will pile up here and can only be slowly absorbed domestically. But how can China's productivity and consumption capacity absorb so many appliances?
If you can't earn enough foreign exchange, all that investment will be wasted, and no one can bear such losses and responsibilities.
It can be said that Lin Huowang is leading the entire country's light industry in a high-stakes gamble that concerns the nation's fate.
Liao Gong was holding a cup of tea that had long since gone cold.
His hand hovered slightly in mid-air, motionless, and it was unclear how much time had passed. He looked like a silent statue.
It turns out that when a person is under a lot of pressure, they really do age rapidly.
He had been guarding this place for two days and two nights without sleep, and now his eyes were sunken and bloodshot.
Although his face was etched with exhaustion, he dared not relax at all, nor did he have any desire to sleep.
His assistant and secretary had tried to persuade him several times, but he insisted on waving his hand, saying he couldn't sleep peacefully until he received a definite answer and news from Gao Qiaohao.
Surrounding them were key officials from Bao'an County, as well as the directors of the dozen or so state-owned factories involved in the production.
Since the plan was launched, none of them have had any interest in doing their normal work.
Like Liao Gong, they are under a lot of pressure!
The key issue is that they can't do anything about it except worry.
He could only sit and fidget, his gaze frequently drifting to the red encrypted telex machine in the corner, which had been silent for two days and two nights.
It was as if they were judges who could decide their lives and deaths, and everyone was waiting for the final verdict.
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