In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
After listening to Deputy Director Yu recount these events, Sun Zhengguo finally had a general understanding.
Firstly, regarding patents, due to differences in laws between countries, some countries are still in the process of applying for them.
The exact timeframe is estimated to be one to two months, which is a good time to stock up.
Secondly, regarding the matter of the agent, when he heard that the Fok family of Hong Kong Island would be acting as the agent, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but sigh!
As expected, the red family became the first consideration.
Finally, the two disagreed on the pricing issue.
“Deputy Director Yu, isn’t $50 a price for one antenna a bit too high?” Sun Zhengguo asked.
If things go according to his plan, this thing doesn't require much technology, so $20 is already a huge profit, and $50 is really too much.
"Not too high, Director Sun. After converting it according to the exchange rate, it's about the same price as here."
When his grandmother heard this explanation, Sun Zhengguo was completely speechless.
Ordinary people don't know about exchange rates, but don't you all know that?
The problem is that people won't recognize you once you go abroad!
Oh well, it's all about making money from foreigners anyway. There shouldn't be any problems at first, we can adjust as the market goes on!
Sun Zhengguo didn't get bogged down in the details; instead, he offered some suggestions.
For example, they use the guise of high technology to bombard people with brainwashing advertisements in turn.
He even came up with advertising slogans.
Technology changes the future. Starlight Antenna, using micro-nano technology, brings the world closer to you. You absolutely deserve to have it.
"Director Sun, what exactly is this micro-nano technology? I've never heard of it before."
"Hehehe!" Sun Zhengguo smiled sheepishly.
“Deputy Director Yu, this is just a publicity stunt to make it sound high-end. Otherwise, if you price it at $50 without some packaging, who would be willing to buy it?”
Okay! That's a very strong reason, and Deputy Director Yu didn't want to refute it.
He was complaining about the price just now, but it turns out he's a shrewd businessman too.
After the two finished their pleasant discussion, Deputy Director Yu prepared to take his leave, since President Lai was still waiting for news!
Before leaving, Sun Zhengguo specially brought two boxes, one large and one small, and loaded them into the back of Deputy Director Yu's car.
Deputy Director Yu opened the box and looked inside, his face full of doubt.
"Chief Sun, what's inside this dark-colored bottle?"
“Deputy Director Yu, here are some homemade wines. Drinking a little can help you sleep. Please take the small box and try it. This is for that person. The things aren’t worth much, just a small token of my appreciation.”
"Thank you."
Deputy Director Yu did not refuse. He had drunk all kinds of good wine before. After all, it was just a small token of their appreciation, so why should he act like a stranger?
Since Sun Zhengguo was willing to give it away as a gift, it must have something special about it.
After seeing Deputy Director Yu off, Sun Zhengguo made another phone call to report the matter to Minister Li.
Then he called over three leaders from the branch factory and explained the situation to them.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Huaibei couldn't help but stand up.
"What? No shipments for now, and we have to work overtime to produce more? Director Sun, what are you up to?"
“Yes, Director, we have nearly 10,000 finished products stuck in our warehouse. With such a good market, why aren’t we shipping them out?” Zhou Weimin then raised the same question.
It wasn't that he was going against Sun Zhengguo, but as the busiest person in the branch factory, he was under a lot of pressure.
He started the factory with the intention of making money, but now he can't understand why they're not shipping goods and not making money.
There was only one left, Li Shengli. Although he didn't speak, it was easy to see from his expression that he was equally puzzled.
"Hey! I have to say, you guys are really something. Before I could even finish speaking, you were already so impatient to say you'd hold off on shipping. There must be a reason for not shipping."
Next, Sun Zhengguo recounted the entire discussion he had just made to the group.
After he finished speaking, the others understood what he meant; it turned out to be for export.
Li Shengli then asked, "Director Sun, how much stock should we prepare?"
"The more the better. Pay the workers more overtime pay. Ideally, produce 100,000 antennas within two months."
As soon as Sun Zhengguo finished speaking, Zhou Weimin, who was actually in charge of the branch factory, was startled.
"What? 100,000 antennas? That's probably very difficult to accomplish."
“Weimin, I know that with our production capacity, it’s definitely not feasible for the time being, but don’t forget, there’s a machine factory right next to us. We can have them do the manufacturing, and we can continue to hire people.”
In short, I don't care what methods you use, the more finished products you produce within two months, the better. Even if it's just a million units, I'm confident I can handle it all.
Now that Sun Zhengguo has said all this, what else can they say?
Then let's work hard!
As for whether the workers will have any objections?
Don't be ridiculous. As long as the money is right, no one will object even if we work 24/7.
...
It was late at night, but the lights were still on in the red-walled office.
The wall clock had already pointed to past 12 o'clock, and the old man was still working.
Seeing this, Xiao Wang, the personal secretary, shook her head helplessly.
Because this is the norm, and there's nothing he can do to change it. The only thing he can do is prepare some simple late-night snacks.
A dish of peanuts, a dish of pickled vegetables, and a bowl of millet porridge—that's the late-night snack prepared for the elderly.
Even so, the old man still thought it was extravagant and often criticized them.
"Grandpa, take a rest first. I've prepared a late-night snack for you. Eat it and get some rest!" Xiao Wang walked over with a tray, gently advising him.
"Hey~! It's still early! Why did you come so early?" the old man said instinctively.
However, since Xiao Wang had already brought it over, the old man couldn't refuse his kindness.
He then put down his pen, intending to finish his meal first.
The old man had no desire for material things; he would eat even a simple bowl of millet porridge with relish.
Just then, Xiao Wang suddenly remembered the wine that Deputy Director Yu had brought back that afternoon, so he casually asked if he wanted to have a couple of sips, saying it would help him sleep.
Where did it come from?
The old man put down his bowl, a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, because he usually hated this kind of thing.
If the wine belongs to the government, he wouldn't take advantage of it; if it's a private gift, then it involves matters of principle.
That's why this question came about.
"Please don't misunderstand. This was brought back by Director Sun of the research institute through Deputy Director Yu. He said it's homemade wine that helps with sleep. Director Sun said it's not worth much money and wanted you to try it. What do you think...?"
After hearing Xiao Wang's explanation, the old man's expression softened somewhat.
Sun Zhengguo was a promising young man, and also the wine he had brewed himself, so he really couldn't refuse.
"Alright, alright, this is the last time. Go get it and let me try it."
"Okay, I'll go get it right away." Xiao Wang walked out of the house happily.
At the same time, he thought to himself that Director Sun had a lot of influence; if it were someone else, they would probably be criticized again.
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PS: This is really weird! I don't know what went wrong with this chapter, I've revised it countless times, it's completely unrecognizable, but that's roughly the gist of it, I hope you readers will forgive me.
Some readers have commented that this wine is so good, why not send some to those big shots? Here's an explanation.
No matter how good the wine is, major historical events are hard to change, otherwise the book might be banned. I wonder if there is any good way to deal with this?
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