Unfortunately, by the time they realized it, it was too late.
Therefore, the capital tycoons of the American Oil Car Alliance held an emergency meeting overnight to discuss what to do.
"Hmph, why not just have someone kill Lin Chen? Anyway, there are so many shootings every day in America, who knows if Lin Chen will be next?"
"Even if you eliminate him, it won't make a difference. These three electric car models are already well-established, so it doesn't matter whether he's there or not."
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
At this moment, the Cadillac representative spoke up.
"Have you ever thought about the issue of production capacity?"
"Huh?" Everyone turned to look at the Cadillac representative.
"As far as I know, Tesla only has two production lines, producing only 20 cars a day. How much market share can it capture? Are there that many customers willing to wait for it to slowly build cars? As for the TC Mini, although I don't know its production volume, it's clearly being sold at a loss. It loses money on every car it sells. Do you think FAW Group in China would do something so foolish?"
"Could it be that Lin Chen personally funded the collaboration with FAW Group of China?"
"I think it's pretty much true. He knew his production capacity was insufficient, so he reached some kind of secret deal with FAW Group in China."
"Impressive! To be able to deduce the truth from such details, no wonder it's Cadillac. But, even so, what should we do?"
The Cadillac representative said with a smile.
"Then things become simple. Since we know that his production capacity is insufficient, why don't we just order all of his production capacity in advance? We can each order one hundred Xiaomi cars. In this way, we will have eaten up all of Xiaomi's orders for this year, and there will be no Xiaomi cars on the market that actually reach consumers."
“Great! It’s just a hundred cars, which adds up to only 4 million US dollars. That’s a drop in the ocean for Buick.”
Indeed, for these wealthy business tycoons who are constantly making money, $4 million is not something they can't afford.
At this point, someone else asked a question.
"What about next year? We can't keep taking all his orders, can we?"
The Cadillac representative rolled his eyes in exasperation.
"Are you stupid? We have so many brand-new Xiaomi cars on hand, and we'll sell them for thousands of dollars less than the official website price. If you were a consumer, which one would you choose?"
Everyone who heard this felt as if they had been enlightened.
Oh right, Xiaomi can still sell these cars themselves. If each car is discounted by $4,000, even if they sell 100 cars, they'll only lose $400,000. That's a drop in the bucket.
Then, stir up some public opinion and say that Xiaomi is ripping off dealers by selling cars at prices much lower than what they sell to customers, and that customers are being taken advantage of.
In this way, Xiaomi Auto will be severely damaged, if not completely destroyed.
"I never expected this to be a trap within a trap! I'm truly impressed!"
"Haha, keep it low-key."
After discussing and making a decision, everyone went back to start implementing the plan.
Xiaomi Automotive Headquarters in Meidi.
Lucy rushed into Lin Chen's office in a panic.
"Boss, something terrible has happened!"
"Hmm? What is it?"
"We suddenly received a huge number of orders, so many that all of our production plans for the second half of the year have already been booked."
Lin Chen frowned. Sometimes, too many orders are not a good thing, especially such a sudden and huge order.
"Have you checked who placed these orders?"
"I'll have someone investigate right away."
Lucy rushed to the technical department and returned ten minutes later.
"Boss, we didn't find any useful information. All the cars were ordered in personal names."
Lin Chen thought for a moment and then said.
"Let's go check out the technical department too."
When Lin Chen arrived at Xiaomi's automotive technology department, the technicians had already retrieved all the information filled in by the orderers.
Lin Chen glanced at it briefly and found that there was indeed no pattern.
"Can you find the IP address that placed the order?"
The tech guy's eyes lit up.
"Oh right, boss, I didn't even think of that until you mentioned it."
So he immediately started working on the computer again.
Five minutes later.
"Boss, we've found it. Sure enough, there's a pattern in the IP addresses."
"Try searching the addresses again based on the IP addresses to see which places they are from."
The tech guy searched again as Lin Chen had instructed, but he could only find out which city it was in, not its exact location.
"Take a look at these cities and see if they all have car manufacturers."
The tech guy checked, and sure enough, they had it all!
If only one or two cities have car manufacturers, it might be a coincidence. But the fact that all the IP addresses correspond to cities with car manufacturers is quite intriguing.
Lin Chen stared at the data and fell into deep thought. It was obvious that this was a scheme orchestrated by the bigwigs of the oil car alliance, but the way this was done was a bit illogical, wasn't it?
We're competitors, and you're still sending me orders? Is this some kind of joke?
Just then, Lucy could be heard making a quiet phone call.
"Shall we go to that French restaurant tonight? Sure, it's really hard to get a reservation there. I heard the waiting list is two months in advance. I didn't expect you to actually get a reservation."
A sudden realization dawned on Lin Chen's mind: So that's how it is.
He turned around and patted Lucy on the shoulder.
"After you finish your French dinner tonight, remember to get a receipt. Come back and I'll reimburse you, hahaha."
Lucy was completely bewildered; what was wrong with her boss?
After returning to his office, Lin Chen picked up his phone and called Lei Jun.
"Brother Jun, is the construction of our domestic production line complete?"
"There's just a little finishing touch left, and it's expected to be completed in a few days. What? Is there not enough stock at Meidi?"
"There really aren't enough cars to sell. But if it were that simple, all those bigwigs in the oil car industry would have taken over all my orders for the year, and I wouldn't have any cars left to sell."
"Huh? They..."
Lei Jun quickly figured out the reason.
"Their original intention was to prevent consumers from buying Xiaomi cars, so that they would only hear the name but never see the car. In the long run, Xiaomi cars would become a mere shell of their former selves."
"That's right, but what they didn't expect was that we have production lines in China, and more than one, so there will definitely be a steady stream of cars being produced."
"Not only that, Brother Lin, let me tell you, FAW, SAIC, Changan, and Dongfeng all have electric vehicle production lines. If there's still not enough time, we can temporarily borrow their production lines."
"Haha, Brother Jun, what you said makes me feel very confident now. Those capitalists in the oil car alliance are all chickens and dogs. They are not worth mentioning in front of my Celestial Empire."
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