"You want to do foreign trade? Export telephones?" Liu Haibo asked excitedly after realizing what was happening.
Seeing Xing Baohua nod, Liu Haibo slapped his thigh, but suddenly heard "Oops!" In his excitement, he slapped the wrong thigh, and the slap brought tears to the eyes of the girl next to him.
It was only the girl's shout that calmed Liu Haibo down a little.
Liu Haibo said, "Let's put the account issue aside for now and talk about it when Taozi comes back; he has connections. But whether we can actually use it depends on what he says. Do you have sales channels overseas?"
“Isn’t he selling stereo systems to foreigners? Maybe that’s the kind of business he does?” Sun Changjie added.
Xing Baohua shook his head and said, "We can't count on them for now. The factory is going to participate in the Canton Fair next year. I'd like to go with them. The factory doesn't just produce telephones; there might be other things we can showcase at the Canton Fair."
"The Canton Fair is a great place, but a telephone is too common! Or is it something else you're talking about?" Liu Haibo asked.
"Well, I think the phones I produce are a little different. Have you ever heard of answering machines and cordless phones?" Xing Baohua said.
“I know about answering machines; they have a small cassette tape inside. I’ve never heard of cordless phones,” Sun Changjie replied.
Xing Baohua nodded in agreement: "The answering machine is indeed like that. It's a cordless phone, which is a phone that serves two purposes, with the handset being wireless."
As he spoke, Xing Baohua gave the three of them a demonstration. He used the teapot on the table as a telephone and picked up a pack of cigarettes as a handset.
"The function of the handset is to get rid of the telephone line. You can talk and walk around at the same time. Just clip the phone to your neck, and you can talk without interrupting the conversation or watering the flowers and cooking," Xing Baohua explained with gestures as he spoke.
“It’s really a good thing! How difficult is it to make?” Liu Haibo asked.
"It's not that difficult. First, we need to solve the battery problem. We need to find a battery that can be recharged and has a large storage capacity. Other things like wireless chips are relatively easy to solve," Xing Baohua replied.
He had already explained the plans for several products and the factory's future prospects (financial prospects). So the deal to join the partnership was basically done.
The rest depends on the other party's strength.
Xing Baohua had considered producing telephones before, but his first thought was that obtaining a network access license would be difficult. And even if he could produce them, they wouldn't be easy to sell domestically.
In a few years, this network access certificate will play a crucial role.
He needs to accumulate a certain level of technical expertise, and he also wants to take advantage of Ericsson and Motorola. This huge domestic market can't just be left for them to eat! They should get a share too.
After all, he started out making feature phones, and in his previous life he was into knockoffs. In this era, he should be able to copy Nokia's technology.
To enter this industry, you need a qualification, such as experience in manufacturing communication equipment and installing devices. A network access license is just the beginning.
Bringing these privileged kids in was just to get him a pass. If Xing Baohua were to try and get it done on his own, he probably wouldn't even know where the entrance is.
The initial time and effort required would be significant. If the second generation were to handle the work, it would save time and allow them to seize the high ground much earlier.
Later on, they might feel they've lost money by giving the second generation shares. But if you do the math, it's not a bad deal, since they have to pay for the protection they receive.
Moreover, Sun Changjie's family background is quite influential; they are likely provincial leaders. This indicates his significant influence.
Their interest has been successfully piqued, but the actual decision about joining will have to wait until Little Fatty Zhang Taoming returns.
Since it was still early and Liu Haibo still had a car, Xing Baohua suggested going to his factory to see the workshop that was currently under renovation.
Xing Baohua had his own agenda in bringing them over to take a look. He was genuinely short of money. He still had warehouses and offices to build, and he wanted these two to come and see them. When they joined the business, Xing Baohua would have them invest.
Motorcycles are fast; it only takes a fraction of an hour to get there. The straw rope factory has been contracted out to the town's construction team. A dozen or so bricklayers are building walls, and some laborers are carrying bricks and mortar.
The scene looked lively. Secretary Huang was supervising the construction when he saw Xing Baohua and his men approaching. He walked over and said, "Little Xing, you're here."
"Uncle Huang, bring two friends over to take a look. This is progressing very quickly!"
"That's right, look how many people are working. Actually, it's almost wheat harvest time, so if they finish early, it won't delay the wheat harvest," Secretary Huang said.
"Okay! You go ahead with your work, I'll show my friend around." As Xing Baohua spoke, she caught a glimpse of a small dark shadow out of the corner of her eye.
He was still wearing tattered clothes, and his face was even darker. His small, thin frame was pulling a small cart loaded with red bricks with a rope, dragging it with all his might.
He stopped and asked Secretary Huang, "Isn't he supposed to be at school? Why is he working here?"
“I tried to persuade him, but he wouldn’t listen. He said he could earn some money by working here. He said there was no point in going to school. Actually, it’s better if he doesn’t go. The meals provided by the villagers can support him, but they can’t afford to send him to school!” Secretary Huang said with a sigh.
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