For the next month, Lin Chen was busy traveling between Mei Di's various cities.
TC stores also sprang up like mushrooms in major cities across America.
During this time, Lin Chen received a phone call from Minister Wang.
Minister Wang told him that the country had fully mastered the technology for the tram project and was now making overall arrangements, and he wanted to ask Lin Chen for his opinion.
Lin Chen replied that they would first produce 200,000 to 300,000 electric vehicles under the Xiaomi name and sell them domestically. This was agreed upon with Tesla beforehand. If they breach the contract now, Tesla might hold onto this point and demand compensation from Xiaomi Auto.
If we are in the wrong, we might even have to pay Tesla a sum of money.
And right now, the last thing we can give Tesla is money.
Once Tesla has died out, it won't matter anymore. At that time, we will mainly produce electric vehicles with a production capacity of around 100,000 to 150,000 units, or even less than 100,000 units, and sell them to countries around the world.
Especially in the US market, when electric vehicles sweep across the market, they will completely take away the market share of gasoline cars in the US, and let those gasoline car brands taste the predicament that Tesla is in now.
Old Ma, brother, I guess I've avenged you this way, right?
Musk: Is this why you blocked my number?
Musk is going crazy right now; he can't get through to Lin Chen on the phone.
If it weren't for the fact that he saw TC opening new stores in various places on social media every day, he would have thought that Lin Chen was deliberately avoiding him.
But he simply couldn't wait any longer; he had run out of money, and the new production line was still not finished.
He is now secretly selling off other assets of the company just to keep it running.
Musk owns more than just Tesla; he also owns nine other companies, including a rocket company, a brain-computer interface company, a smartphone company, a solar power company, a high-speed rail company, a tunnel company, a satellite company, and an artificial intelligence company.
However, Tesla is the source of funding for all companies.
Currently, of the nine companies, only Tesla is making money; the others are burning through cash.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to raise funds everywhere.
However, he expanded his operations too much, which infringed on the interests of the oil car group. The car market is still dominated by oil cars, but he didn't know how to restrain himself. Thus, the conflict arose.
At this point, Lin Chen added fuel to the fire, naturally causing the entire automotive market to collectively condemn Tesla.
Lin Chen cleverly separated the concepts of Tesla and electric vehicles.
According to the viewpoint he had car bloggers promote, there is nothing wrong with electric cars themselves, the market is inclusive, and the problem lies with Tesla selling electric cars at such high prices.
This view was also shared by the oil car investors. Although they are capitalists, they consider themselves elegant capitalists, so they also highly approve of the idea that the market is inclusive.
Anyway, once Tesla goes under, there won't be any other electric car brands on the market. Besides, what if they want to enter the electric car market in the future? Smearing electric cars now is like shooting yourself in the foot.
Two more months passed, and Lin Chen had traveled to almost all of America's major cities before returning to California, exhausted. He collapsed onto the sofa as soon as he entered the house.
"Ugh, I'm exhausted. I need to sleep for three days and three nights."
An Rou asked, puzzled.
"Lin Chen, at first I thought you were just using TC as a cover, but I didn't expect you to really want to make it big and strong. You weren't working this hard when you founded Xingchen Technology."
"Sigh, what I lack right now is time. I need to take TC public as soon as possible, and then cash out to buy Musk's company."
"Huh? Musk is going to sell Tesla?"
"It's not Tesla. I guess Musk is probably completely broke right now. His only option is to sell his companies to make Tesla possible. Only by revitalizing Tesla can his other companies survive."
"Then you can just transfer funds directly from China, right?"
"No, no, no, Trump is definitely keeping an eye on Musk's companies. He certainly won't allow capital from other countries to enter the market, especially capital from China."
But TC is different. TC can be said to be a company that grew up in the US, and having so many stores in the US is equivalent to me handing over my weaknesses directly to Trump.
Moreover, I still have shares in the clever financial management of the Koreans and the small-time business, which creates a situation where Trump and I each hold leverage over each other.
So if TC were to acquire Musk's company, Trump might turn a blind eye.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
Anrou went to open the door and found that it was Musk.
Musk greeted Anrou.
"Hello, Miss An, I'm here to see Lin Chen."
Lin Chen stood up and walked over.
"Old Ma, I'm exhausted. You won't even let me rest. Please come in."
Musk walked into the room and said anxiously.
"Lin, I'm really worried. I've called you countless times in the past two months, but I can't get through."
"Um, I don't know which flight I left my phone on, and my SIM card can't be replaced by my brother, so I'm temporarily using my brother's number."
"I see. Okay, but Lin, I really can't hold on any longer. Please lend me some money."
"Old Ma, I'm broke too. I've opened over a hundred stores in the last two months, and the money's just flowing out like water."
Musk was speechless for a moment. He never expected Lin Chen to say that he was out of money. He had been waiting for Lin Chen to come back and save his life.
However, as a businessman himself, he also understands the enormous amount of capital required to open hundreds of stores at the same time.
Is selling the company his only option?
"Lin, do you still have money in China? Could you transfer some of it over here?"
"Old Ma, are you confused? My company is a separate entity, not a subsidiary of Tianchao Xingchen Group. How can I transfer money from that company?"
"this……"
Just as Musk was about to give up on this unrealistic idea, Lin Chen spoke up.
"unless……"
Musk quickly pressed for an answer.
"Unless what?"
"Unless it's a legitimate business transaction, then you can't transfer money between each other like that, Lao Ma, you can't be unaware of that, right?"
Musk certainly knew this, but he also knew that Trump would not allow him to sell his company to a Chinese company, and that no one in the US would acquire his company at this time; the cheapest deal would be to wait until he was about to go bankrupt.
Hmm? That's right! He could sell a TC!
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