The black Toyota sedan with the foreign guest license plate eventually drove Lin Huowang into his courtyard house, which had been restored to a rather understated yet luxurious state by the inheritor of the Yangshi Lei craftsmanship.
To be honest, throughout the journey, Nintendo's legendary president, Hiroshi Yamauchi, had his palms sweating with nervousness when facing Lin Huowang.
You should know that islanders have always had that kind of twisted mentality. If you are slightly weaker or stronger than them, they will clamor to invade you and look down on you. But if you are much stronger than them and beat them into submission, they will sincerely kneel down, kowtow, and call you "father," and frantically learn from and imitate you.
They had no sense of shame, no sense of humiliation, no sense of reputation.
They have always admired the idea of the inferior overthrowing the superior and are accustomed to gambling everything on the fate of the nation.
This spirit, in fact, is deeply ingrained in the hearts of every citizen of the island nation.
This is similar to the Chinese virtues of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, filial piety, and brotherly love, which are the foundation of our culture and deeply rooted in the minds of every Chinese person.
As he walked along Beijing's still narrow old roads, Hiroshi Yamauchi looked out the window at the mottled walls of the hutongs, feeling a mix of emotions.
Who would have thought that Kobayashi Tenno, the "business tycoon" who crushed Japanese electronics companies in the international market and squeezed Japanese department stores to the point of collapse, was just a college freshman living in an old alley in this red country?
"Please come in, Mr. Yamauchi."
Lin Huowang stood in front of his own gate with its hanging flower design, and didn't offer him any polite formalities.
Instead, he casually made a "please" gesture, his posture even more like that of a supreme ruler looking down upon the world than that of the Tokugawa patriarch in Japan.
Hiroshi Yamauchi was naturally very cautious, which made him look ridiculous, much like a newly arrived eunuch.
Upon arriving at the study, Gong Xue smiled and stepped forward to serve tea.
Hiroshi Yamauchi's bottom had barely touched the edge of the chair when he became so restless that he could no longer sit still.
He stood up abruptly, bowed deeply to Lin Huowang, and said in a tone full of anxiety and earnestness:
"Mr. Lin! I am making this abrupt visit today because the situation is extremely urgent. In Chinese terms, I will get straight to the point and ask you to be lenient and let Nintendo off the hook!"
"oh?"
Lin Huowang, however, smiled and picked up his teacup, calmly skimming off the foam on top. Then, he looked at him with a half-smile and asked strangely, "Mr. Yamauchi, I don't understand what you're saying. Nintendo should just focus on making your Hanafuda cards and toys, and I'll sell my electronics and general merchandise. We'll keep to ourselves, so why talk about 'letting each other go'?"
"Mr. Lin, please stop making fun of me."
Upon hearing this, Hiroshi Yamauchi's face fell even more, and he said with considerable helplessness, "Your 'Dragon Plaza' now monopolizes Ginza and the most bustling commercial district in Tokyo, with an astonishingly large flow of people. But... but your mall is only allowed to sell Harry Potter merchandise, plush toys of various IPs under the 'Dragon Jump' manga, and you're only allowed to display your... Dragon brand game consoles!"
"Our Nintendo products simply can't get into your distribution channels! Right now, the biggest dream of all the kids in Japan is to go to Dragon Plaza, and our Nintendo sales... can be said to have been completely halved! If this continues, we won't even last until the end of the year, we'll go bankrupt!"
He didn't come to "pay tribute and admit defeat" because he knew he was really going bankrupt.
This is the real reason why Hiroshi Yamauchi is so humble and humble today.
A world where distribution channels reign supreme was brought to Japan ahead of schedule by Lin Huowang.
Lin Huowang's "Dragon Plaza" in Tokyo can be described as an absolute money-devouring behemoth, directly and precisely strangling the throat of Japan's retail industry.
Currently, only two "Dragon Plaza" locations have opened in Japan, yet they have already created such a sensational effect.
When every major city in Japan has several "Dragon Plazas," Lin Huowang will truly reign supreme in Japan's retail industry, capable of killing you instantly if he doesn't let you in.
"So that's how it is..."
Lin Huowang put down his teacup, and the relaxed smile on his face turned serious. His narrowed eyes gave Yamauchi Hiroshi a strong sense of suffocation.
"It's not impossible for Nintendo to enter my territory."
Lin Huowang smiled and opened the drawer again, took out something wrapped in black cloth, and gently tossed it onto the table with a "thud".
"Take a look at this."
Hiroshi Yamauchi was taken aback at first, and then carefully lifted the black cloth.
Inside was a rectangular, brick-like gray plastic machine.
There's also a green monochrome screen above, along with a few simple D-pad and buttons.
"This is……"
Hiroshi Yamauchi, true to his expert nature, widened his eyes in excitement the moment he saw the machine and exclaimed, "A handheld... video game console?"
"That's right."
Lin Huowang pointed to the machine and said very calmly, "This is what I designed. I call it—Game Boy."
"It uses a low-power chip specially made in my semiconductor lab on Hong Kong Island, and can play for twenty hours on four batteries. Moreover..."
Lin Huowang casually picked up a small cassette tape from the side, inserted it, and turned it on.
What amazed Hiroshi Yamauchi even more was that, accompanied by the classic Russian folk music, blocks of different shapes began to fall onto the screen.
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