A few days later, Qin Jingru was discharged from the hospital, and Sha Zhu deliberately tried to run into Xu Damao, intending to take the opportunity to teach him a lesson.
But Xu Damao had already anticipated his moves and was determined not to give him any opportunities, always managing to easily evade him.
This drove Sha Zhu crazy, feeling like he was punching cotton, and a deep sense of powerlessness washed over him.
After a while, because they couldn't find an opportunity, it gradually faded away.
...
Time passed day by day, and before we knew it, autumn was in full swing and the weather was getting cooler.
Ten days ago, the first batch of 150,000 antennas was transported to the international metropolis of Hong Kong Island via the port of Tianjin.
Today, this batch of goods, carrying the hopes of the Chinese people, has arrived at the designated warehouse.
Inside a luxury villa in Happy Valley, Wan Chai District, Hong Kong Island.
A young man wearing glasses was earnestly reporting the situation to a dignified-looking middle-aged man.
"Daddy, that batch of goods from the north just arrived in the warehouse today. What should we do next?"
"Proceed according to the original plan. Zhenting, contact RTV and put the ads on tonight. At the same time, we need to get things moving in Southeast Asia as well..."
The stern-looking man continued speaking, and the young man with glasses nodded from time to time.
If Sun Zhengguo were here now, he would definitely recognize that this father and son are the famous patriots, the Huo family father and son.
The dignified-looking man was none other than Mr. Huo Yingdong, and the young man beside him was his eldest son, Huo Zhenting.
After Mr. Huo finished speaking, Young Master Huo still had many questions, so he asked one timidly.
"Daddy, this antenna doesn't look very high-tech to me, and it's so expensive. Do you think anyone will buy it?"
"Sigh!" Mr. Huo sighed deeply. "It's because the North is short of foreign exchange. So be it! We'll do our best and leave the rest to fate. There will always be people who have money to spare who will buy it."
"Is it worth it, Daddy? Aren't you afraid that the higher-ups will suppress the Huo family?" Young Master Huo reminded him at the right time.
Who knew that if he hadn't said anything, things would have been better. The moment he mentioned suppression, Mr. Huo roared like an angry lion.
“Zhenting, have you forgotten what I said? If I don’t help, do you think those foreigners will stop suppressing us? Don’t forget where our roots are.”
"Yes, yes, Daddy is right."
Seeing his father's anger, even the eldest son of the Huo family couldn't withstand it and repeatedly admitted his mistakes.
He then dared not ask any more questions and directly began to make arrangements according to his father's wishes.
That evening, families on Hong Kong Island with television sets could see antenna advertisements as soon as they turned on their TVs.
Although the advertisements made it sound great, claiming that technology could change lives, not a single person actually bought it.
At that time, there was only one television station on Hong Kong Island, and it used cable transmission technology, so there was no need for an antenna at all.
It seems we'll have to wait another two years before we can actually use the antenna, when TVB starts broadcasting again.
The Fok family father and son didn't quite understand this either, so the advertising in Hong Kong Island was essentially a waste of time.
Sun Zhengguo was completely unaware of all this and was still foolishly waiting for news!
Two weeks later, the Ministry of Commerce was the first to receive news that antenna sales were sluggish.
Sales on Hong Kong Island were almost zero; of the more than 1,000 units sold, almost all were sold in Southeast Asia.
The news then reached the General Office, and upon receiving it, Deputy Director Yu immediately met with General Manager Lai.
"Mr. Lai, antenna sales in Hong Kong are not good. Take a look, these are the sales figures."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Lai quickly took the data sheet and examined it carefully.
After a moment, he put down the data sheet and asked with a serious expression.
"Do you know where the problem lies? After all, if we can sell them here, are some foreign countries poorer than us?"
"No, Mr. Lai, I heard from colleagues at the Ministry of Commerce that Hong Kong Island uses some kind of cable transmission technology, which is not needed for the time being," Deputy Director Yu quickly explained.
To be honest, he didn't understand anything about cable transmission technology.
"This must be an information gap. Comrade Zheng Guo has never been abroad, how would he know these things? But it doesn't matter if we can't sell them. We can just bring them back. Our country can still sell them."
After offering himself some words of comfort, General Lai immediately issued new instructions.
“Comrade Changyuan, we can’t rush things and put pressure on Comrade Zhengguo. Here’s what we’ll do: you go to the research institute first, explain the sales situation to him, and ask for his opinion. If it really doesn’t work, we’ll bring it back.”
"Okay, Mr. Lai, I'll go right away."
Ignoring the potential for rudeness, Deputy Director Yu hurriedly left the office after finishing his speech.
Then, without even returning to his office, he took a car and drove directly towards the research institute.
This clearly shows that he was also quite anxious.
...
At the research institute, Sun Zhengguo was unaware that there were problems with sales.
At that moment, he was still discussing with the branch factory's managers how to increase production.
Neither Li Shengli nor Zhou Weimin said anything, but Zhang Huaibei, looking at the inventory on the warehouse list, finally couldn't hold back.
"Director Sun, we've got another 50,000 antennas piling up in the warehouse. How about we send some back to China first? We're getting orders everywhere, but we don't know what the situation is like overseas. What do you think...?"
After listening to Zhang Huaibei's suggestion, Sun Zhengguo did not object this time.
Why haven't we heard a single word about the shipment that went out to Hong Kong Island?
Several times he couldn't resist calling to ask, but in the end he didn't.
He believed that once there was news, his superiors would definitely notify him.
Therefore, he had no idea what was wrong.
"Old Zhang, how about we wait a couple more days and check out the sales situation overseas before making a decision?"
"Sigh! Alright! Then let's wait two more days." Zhang Huaibei shook his head helplessly.
To be honest, he's not too worried right now. Even if overseas sales aren't good, there's still the domestic market!
"Alright, everyone, have faith. Production must continue. Now you may all disperse!"
After the group reached a consensus, Sun Zhengguo gave a token word of encouragement and then prepared to leave.
Just then, Deputy Director Yu walked in without warning.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I hope I didn't disturb you. I had no choice but to come in. Otherwise, I wouldn't have barged in."
The sudden arrival of Deputy Director Yu caught the people in the room off guard, and the atmosphere instantly froze.
It's easy to tell from his words that his sudden visit is definitely not for anything good.
As the head of the institute, Sun Zhengguo had no choice but to step forward and was the first to greet them.
"We are so happy to welcome Deputy Director Yu! Please have a seat."
...
After shaking hands and exchanging greetings, Deputy Director Yu, without even taking a sip of tea, took out the sales data sheet from his briefcase.
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