Xing Baohua called Xu Si, who told her, "You need to keep a low profile and quietly make a fortune. Don't be ostentatious, or you'll be the first to stick your neck out."
Xing Baohua said, "I understand."
The call was brief; the meaning was clear in just a few words. The ministry told Xing Baohua to stop making any trouble for now.
The implication was that Xing Baohua should stop doing those fancy things. Just take orders when there are any, and play around when there aren't.
Xing Baohua thought to himself: I was too naive.
He thought that once he secured a big order, everything would be fine, and he would have a protective shell, but he was wrong.
If someone wants to find fault, they'll target your most fatal, weakest point. They won't care how much you earn; it'll be a fatal blow, leaving you no chance to fight back.
At that time, no one will care whether Xing Baohua lives or dies.
Someone will clean up his stall.
It's a pity Xing Baohua doesn't know who's after him. Otherwise, if he knew who it was, he would definitely get his revenge.
I was originally planning to find some time to stroll around and check out the trade fair market, but now I've kept to myself. Where else am I going? I'm just staying in my 20-square-meter space.
There are few customers. Plus, the neighbors on both sides avoid me. My stall is very quiet.
I chat with Yang Jing whenever I have free time, about everything under the sun.
This woman was quite drunk; they're sworn brothers. In the local dialect, they're called "laoba" (or "ba lianzi"), which all mean the same thing—old buddy.
Through their conversation, Xing Baohua learned that Yang Jing had been married before, but was divorced.
Perhaps because of Yang Jing's carefree personality, especially after drinking, she has difficulty controlling herself.
Yang Jing also helped Xing Baohua analyze some things. She said that he had already angered a group of people, and that after returning, he should not do anything else but focus on organizing production.
Xing Baohua shook his head slightly. Although it's true that one can make a fortune quietly, it's impossible to do so in silence.
The subsequent advertising support was overwhelming; we can't stop providing advertising support to those agents because of these issues.
After sharing his thoughts with Yang Jing, she sighed slightly and said, "I was thinking about what the ministry said to you before. The second point was to change the nature of your factory."
“I thought of that too, and even asked about it, but all I got in return was a warning,” Xing Baohua said.
“If you agree, given your current high rank, those people won’t dare to say anything reckless,” Yang Jing said.
"A company can't be bound by rules and regulations if it wants to develop. Besides, I do whatever comes to mind. If it feels right, I'll do it, even if it's wrong. At least I've tried."
The two were chatting when a group of men carrying baotou (traditional Chinese clothing) came in and placed an order without saying a word. They scraped together a little over 100 million.
Without asking for prices or haggling, they just point to the equipment and say how much this one costs and how much that one costs.
Well, these rich people are so heartless. Especially in the Middle East, you don't even have the chance to get close to them.
We'll treat you like a salesperson.
Several wealthy countries in the Middle East have come over and placed orders quickly, amounting to over a billion in just a short time.
Even buying groceries at the market doesn't take this long!
Xing Baohua didn't do anything; it was all the publicity from the people in the emirate who helped him. Those people love to show off, there's nothing you can do about it.
Plus, everyone in their social circle is loaded, so who's going to compare? After finding out the details, I came over and placed an order.
Xing Baohua was truly worried this time.
We have so many orders that we're overwhelmed. Even with factories A and B manufacturing for us, we still can't produce this much!
We still need to expand our OEM factories. I'll call Mr. Xu right away; he really repays this favor quickly!
The next day, to Xing Baohua's surprise, people from Siemens showed up.
I'd like to see Xing Baohua's two-way pager.
Without saying a word, I placed an order for one hundred units.
Xing Baohua opened his mouth, as if to say, "Whom do you think you're looking down on?"
We're used to getting huge orders from rich people, with the minimum starting at over 10,000 units. If you only order 100, do you want to go back and disassemble them for research?
They didn't give you the opportunity to study it; they rejected you on the spot.
The Siemens representatives were unhappy and wanted to file a complaint. The organizing committee came to mediate.
Coordination is useless; there's insufficient production capacity. Where are we going to squeeze in a hundred units for you? Besides, there's a risk that they'll be dismantled if we sell them to you.
Xing Baohua told these people that if they wanted to buy it, they could only go to the Middle East, because of patent agreements, Xing Baohua was restricted from buying motorcycles in Europe.
This was addressed to the organizing committee members; we are good businessmen who abide by international law.
We will not violate international patent law for a little personal gain.
It sounded so grand and dignified that Yang Jing, who was standing to the side, secretly laughed. If there hadn't been so many people around, she would have laughed out loud.
If this guy followed the law even a little, he wouldn't have found loopholes to sell to the rich.
Siemens didn't buy anything and left in a huff.
Flying peas have arrived too, from Philips, the company that sells light bulbs all over the world.
Actually, they are a large-scale comprehensive electrical appliance retailer, just like Siemens, and their products are more complete than Sony's, covering all walks of life.
There were seven or eight people who came to Xing Baohua's place this time. Led by the Chinese representative, they got a comprehensive understanding of Xing Baohua's communications, audio equipment, and so on.
People aren't buying products; they're just asking if you sell the patents for speakers, mobile phones, or cordless phones.
Xing Baohua laughed and said, "Not for sale."
He was all smiles just a moment ago, but his expression changed instantly. His unrestrained demeanor left everyone present wondering what he was up to.
Why would I sell the patent? That would be a waste of time. The transaction prices are astronomical these days. Hoping to make money from each deal is too time-consuming, so I'm not selling.
Moreover, selling patents is not something that can be negotiated in a day or two. Not only are the Europeans stingy, but they also haggle over everything and will evaluate the product.
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