"To be honest, if you really want to go abroad, you need reliable connections. Can you really find these overseas connections?" Wang Shouren pointed out Qin Tian's current problem incisively.
Overseas connections are very difficult to find.
This kind of relationship isn't as simple as you sending someone out and that person then helping you sell your goods.
Small-scale trade is fine, but large-scale transactions require deep-rooted relationships. Otherwise, someone could easily steal your goods. This is not a joke.
Many people have never experienced that feeling of being completely helpless and desperate.
This feeling is particularly prevalent among people who venture out into the world these days. Especially when they encounter certain situations, local laws are likely to be biased, so they often have to swallow their grievances. Qin Tian was clearly aware of this situation.
After all, Wang Shouren's success was the envy of many.
They had tried before, but only after actually going out into the world did they realize just how difficult it was to do business.
Qin Tian suddenly pondered for a moment, then looked at Wang Shouren in disbelief.
He suddenly remembered the inexplicable Lou Xiao'e and the inexplicable Wang Siren.
Everyone knows that the Lou family, known as "Lou the Half-City" before their time in Beijing, were quite shrewd. Many secretly regretted their departure from Beijing. Unexpectedly, they went to Hong Kong and their fortunes remained unchanged; they still amassed wealth. This wasn't surprising, given the Lou family's existing connections abroad.
The whole clan moved there in 1966, so it was only natural that they were able to establish a foothold in Hong Kong.
But what's the meaning behind Lou's daughter inexplicably giving birth to a son for Wang Shouren and remaining chaste for twelve years?
In an instant, a multitude of thoughts raced through Qin Tian's mind.
He smiled, somewhat relieved. Perhaps Wang Shouren's success was not due to good luck or something inexplicable, but rather because he had started planning it long ago.
This guy is really outrageous to this extent, even scheming against his own woman.
Looking at Qin Tian's ever-changing expression, Wang Shouren had no idea what kind of nonsense was going through his mind.
He sighed and said, "Our domestic market is quite large. We have sales of two to three hundred thousand vehicles a year. This number will increase significantly as the economy opens up. You can consider developing in China, preferably somewhere different from my products."
"stagger?"
“Well, the prices of motorcycles in our country aren’t that different right now. That’s not right.” Wang Shouren shook his head; “You all know the costs. Without charging you patent fees, the cost per unit is around 800 yuan…”
"Wait, you're not going to start charging patent fees from now on, are you?" Qin Tian looked at Wang Shouren in horror.
“Not so soon, but we won’t refuse to collect either.” Wang Shouren glanced at him; “If we don’t collect, then our country’s technology will be finished. Everyone will just wait for others to do the research and development and reap the benefits. We’re not collecting now to give you some breathing room. When the market really takes off, I will collect patent fees. The fee won’t be too expensive, but it won’t be too cheap either.”
"My poverty alleviation work is not a lifelong commitment."
"Or, you could consider developing your own, that wouldn't be a big problem."
"Cough cough..." Qin Tian coughed twice. Research and development is not as simple as imagined. However, if Wang Shouren wants to take back the patent, it will not be a simple matter.
What exactly was his purpose in doing this? Qin Tian hadn't figured it out yet.
It started out free, then later started charging. This approach isn't just abrupt, it's downright bizarre. Doesn't that just offend people for no reason?
However, he suppressed his doubts and continued to ask, "So, you're planning to ask us to lower the price?"
"Yeah. We're making too much money now, domestically, that's enough. You guys don't have much R&D cost."
The higher price is due to factors beyond just the materials used; there are also research and development costs. Furthermore, the sales network requires additional investment. For example, if Wang Shouren sells a motorcycle for 5888 yuan, he needs to give the supply and marketing cooperative a 20% commission, meaning over 1000 yuan is lost in the process. There are also shipping costs, and the commission rates vary depending on the specific location.
So overall, the actual gross profit is only about three thousand yuan, which is still a bit too high.
This would be unthinkable in later generations. But in this day and age, it's a high-tech product. Let's see who's willing to be the first to lower the price.
"I need to think about it..." Qin Tian did not immediately agree.
Price reduction?
Lowering prices is easy; the real trouble comes afterward.
These days, selling things isn't just about one company selling; everyone's in the same boat. If you lower your price and I can't sell, should I lower mine? In the end, I still have to lower mine.
You, Wang Shouren, are quite comfortable. With such large sales overseas, it doesn't matter if you don't lower prices domestically.
But what about him? Can he really do that? This price cut will offend a lot of people.
In fact, Qin Tian is not a typical businessman; he is a typical politician, and his thinking is stuck in that area.
In his view, business was merely a means to advance his career. What he cared about more was whether he could reap the benefits he deserved after doing this.
After chatting for so long, Qin Tian felt that Wang Shouren was just rambling on. With that thought in mind, he had no intention of lingering with Wang Shouren any longer. He thanked him, took a pack of cigarettes, and left happily.
Wang Shouren shook his head, picked up a report from the table and began to read it; it was a research funding application from the laboratory.
Before I could even take a closer look, Qin Jingru came in.
"Good heavens, what did you put in my room? I just left and you're already here?" Wang Shouren teased.
"That guy doesn't seem to be in the mood. What? Did you offend him?" Qin Jingru asked curiously, gesturing towards the window.
"That's called keeping your emotions hidden. That's a high-level player."
"Don't give me that nonsense, I can feel it." Qin Jingru pouted.
"Well, it's that amazing sixth sense of yours again?"
"What else?"
"I think your sixth sense is wrong."
"I smell a lie." Qin Jingru sniffed.
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