However, Japan and China are currently in a diplomatic honeymoon period, and due to geopolitical reasons, the strong pressure exerted by the Soviet Union during the Cold War forced the United States to improve and appease its relationship with China. As a junior partner of the United States, Japan naturally dares not expose this case, which would seriously damage the relationship between the two countries, without any evidence.
Therefore, this matter could only be sent to China through a diplomatically worded "protest".
A few days later.
Shanghai, China.
Inside a luxury suite at the Jinjiang Hotel, the space has been temporarily converted into the East China command center for "Dragon Brand" electrical appliances.
Liao Gong held a newly delivered "internal reference" in his hand, and couldn't help but burst into laughter as he read it.
"Hahahaha! Huowang! Come and see! Come and see these little Japanese devils! They're absolutely hilarious!"
Liao Gong handed the internal report to Lin Huowang, who was reviewing the production reports, and pointed to its contents, saying, "These Japanese, to be honest, are both stupid and wicked! At a time like this, they still send us this 'note' through diplomatic channels!"
Lin Huowang took a look and couldn't help but chuckle.
Although this diplomatic statement was written in a very euphemistic way, full of words like "regret" and "concern," its core meaning was shameless: Japan claimed that, according to its investigation, some of the technical patents of the major Japanese electronics manufacturers involved in the previous accidents may have "originated from somewhere in China." Japan hoped that China could take the initiative to "clarify the facts" and admit that these defective patents were invented in China, in order to "maintain the common reputation of Asian manufacturing."
To put it bluntly, the good technology belongs to us, but the bad technology that goes wrong belongs to China. You have to take it back and help us explain it in the international market, and make sure to wash away the stain of "Made in Japan".
"Dream on."
Lin Huowang casually tossed the documents onto the table and said with a smile, "You could say that these Japanese devils, like Nakamura Yasuji, are utterly stupid. When they were buying the technology, I wanted to sign a formal contract with them, but they made excuses to avoid it. They even rushed to register the patent themselves, claiming it was 'Japanese original.' Now they want us to take the blame? No way."
Liao Gong also looked disdainful, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and laughed loudly: "That's right! The comrades from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs said to reject it directly! Just tell them one thing: Where's the evidence? Don't make baseless accusations without evidence! Our task now is to focus on production; we don't have time to waste on their verbal battles!"
"The Japanese have always been like this: they fear power but do not appreciate virtue."
Lin Huowang said calmly, "Once our 'Dragon Brand' completely dominates the market and beats Sony and Panasonic to a pulp, they will naturally shut up."
He is no longer the nobody who just left Northeast China. Whether it's the manga industry he built in Japan, centered around "Dragon Jump," or his entire business empire in Hong Kong, his financial resources and influence have made him indifferent to the exposure of his identity.
If the Japanese government wants to take action against him, they should carefully consider the consequences. Without solid evidence, no politician can afford to take action against such a successful entrepreneur with international influence and control over certain industries in Japan. In the end, this matter is most likely to be downplayed and eventually forgotten, with Sony, Hitachi, Panasonic, and other electronics companies bearing the brunt of the consequences.
After this brief interlude, the two quickly returned to the serious matter at hand.
Moreover, compared to the impotent rage of the Japanese, the tough nuts to crack in Shanghai were what truly required Lin Huowang to rack his brains.
"Mr. Liao, the Japanese are just a joke. But the reorganization of the Shanghai Radio Factory No. 2 is, to be honest, much more difficult than I imagined."
Lin Huowang's tone also suddenly became serious.
"What? Factory Director Zhang isn't cooperating?" Liao Gong asked.
"Director Zhang is alright, after all, he wants to generate foreign exchange. But..."
Lin Huowang sighed, "The old workers and workshop directors down there have such outdated ideas. In their eyes, 'good enough' is fine, and they don't even have the concept of creating 'high-quality products'."
"Let's go to the workshop again. I think if we don't establish this rule today, this batch of goods won't be shipped out." Liao Gong was well aware of the deep-seated problems in some factories in China, so he had to cooperate with Lin Huowang to carry out a major overhaul.
...
Inside the final assembly workshop of Shanghai Radio Factory No. 2.
This place should have been a bustling scene of machinery roaring, but at this moment, the atmosphere has become somewhat strange, even quite tense.
Lin Huowang stood solemnly beside the assembly line, holding a newly produced "Pikachu" television casing in his hand.
Standing in front of him were Old Wang, the workshop director, and his several senior workers, all of whom had stiff necks and faces full of resentment towards the young man.
"Commander Lin!"
Workshop foreman Lao Wang has a very loud voice, which is a common problem among the workers in the workshop.
Because the workshop environment is very noisy, if you don't speak loudly, no one can hear you at all.
He pointed at the shell in Lin Huowang's hand and said nonchalantly, "I just don't understand, how is this substandard? How is this a defective product? It's just a plastic shell, isn't it? A few burrs, just sand it down, it won't affect watching TV! Are you really going to smash all two thousand shells in this batch because of this little flaw? I absolutely disagree! These are the fruits of our glorious workers' labor, what right do you have to smash them? You're destroying our hard work!"
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