"Mr. Wan! I'd like to ask what you do in mainland China? Is this too abrupt?"
"It's not too abrupt, but I can't tell you too much, because the business I do can't be discussed openly. I hope Manager Pan can understand."
"A gangster? That's nothing in Xianggang. Many big bosses in Xianggang are gangsters themselves, especially in the entertainment industry."
Of course Wan Feng knew this, as several famous movie stars themselves had high seniority in the underworld gangs.
An actor who had the same name as a wealthy man from Hunan and Hong Kong and specialized in playing villains was one of the Thirteen Tigers of Tsz Wan Shan when he was young. He was the one who played the role in the movie "The Thirteen Tigers of Tsz Wan Shan".
"Manager Pan! Xianggang is Xianggang, and the mainland is the mainland. In Xianggang, you dare to admit that you are a gangster, but if you dare to say so in the mainland, the police station will come to your door."
Pan Zhenlin laughed heartily after hearing this: "Hahaha! You're right. I'm from the mainland too, so of course I know."
"Oh? Manager Pan also came to Hong Kong from the mainland?" Wan Feng pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth.
Pan Zhenlin reached out and smoothed his sparse hair. "I came here from the mainland five or six years ago. Sigh! It's been over five years in the blink of an eye. Let's not talk about that. Mr. Wan! I want to ask how you knew me? I'm in Xianggang and you're in the mainland. Logically, you shouldn't know me, right?"
Wan Feng smiled faintly: "Manager Pan! Let me put it this way, before I got this information, I had no interest in who you were. Not to mention you're from Xianggang, even if you're from the mainland and across the street, I wouldn't be interested in getting to know you."
Although Wan Feng's words were impolite, they were objective, and Pan Zhenlin agreed.
"One of my men, while doing business in the north, stumbled upon a document from a local friend. He came back excitedly and told me it was worth a fortune. Honestly, I almost used it as toilet paper. If it weren't for its toughness, I would have just left it there and not taken it seriously. About two weeks ago, a friend of mine who used to work in switches happened to see these blueprints. He told me they were original blueprints for a switch from a Shenzhen company that's currently selling the most. He said if he invested in a factory himself, he could make tens of millions a year."
"Mr. Wan, have you ever thought about starting your own factory?"
"Me? Haha! Manager Pan, I'm a playboy. Do you think I look like a factory manager?"
Some people would believe that Wan Feng is just a gangster, but no one would believe that he is a boss.
Pan Zhenlin laughed and said nothing.
"Opening a factory doesn't suit my personality. I'm used to being free, traveling all over the place. Plus, I don't have that much money. I've heard that it takes a half-million yuan investment and fifty people to run a factory like this. Fifty people isn't a problem, but half a million yuan is. I don't have that much money!"
"So you thought of selling it?"
"Of course! Since I can't do it myself, I can always sell it to knowledgeable people. It will be convenient for others and I can also make some money."
Pan Zhenlin nodded: "That makes sense, but why did you find me?"
"Since I'm planning to sell it, I have to find out who's interested. I found out that almost all the people making and selling switches in China are in Shenzhen, so I came here. I've also met a few people making switches before you, but they were all foreigners. They're sarcastic and arrogant, and they open their mouths like beggars. People like me who are in the underworld will piss on them."
"Since they're treating you like a beggar, they must have offered you a price. How much did they offer you?"
"Five million!"
"Five million is not enough for you? How much do you want?"
"Five million? Even if those second-rate foreigners come to me now, I won't sell them for five million. I'd rather take it home and light a fire. As for how much I want to sell it for, it must be at least 10 million Hong Kong dollars!"
Pan Zhenlin thinks that he should suggest this guy to rob a bank, where he can make money quickly!
"Don't think I'm asking for too much. I've been asking around in Shenzhen lately and I know how much money this thing can make. That factory called Huawei has sold over 4,000 switches in the two months since they started producing them. That's a lot of money! They make 3,000 to 4,000 yuan per machine, which is close to 20 million yuan. They can make back 20 million yuan in two months, so why should I ask for less? I even think I'm asking for less!"
Wan Feng's words were full of gangster spirit, but they were not unreasonable.
As a colleague, I don’t know the exact amount of money Warwick Company makes, but I roughly know it.
"You haven't told me how you found me."
"It's very simple! You have an agency in Shenzhen! I went in, and your agency was even more deserted than flies! It was so desolate!"
Pan Zhenlin's face twitched a few times.
Wan Feng was right. The switches he represented for Kang Hui were indeed selling poorly in Shenzhen.
Before Warwick launched HW18, they could still sell ten or eight units a month. Because the profit was good, they could at least keep going.
But after HW18 came into the market, their performance became worse and worse.
Now his sales point can't even sell two machines a month, which is not enough to cover the rent and employees' wages.
"I asked your store clerk, and he told me to look for you, but they couldn't get in touch with you, so he told me to find you myself and gave me an address."
Pan Zhenlin was extremely angry. His shop assistant came from Xianggang and had so many bad habits that he acted like a big shot.
Why can't they contact him? He just doesn't like to contact.
In fact, these two shop assistants didn't look down on him as a big circle boy.
If I didn't dare to go to Shenzhen, I wouldn't have used these two things.
"What you said makes sense. Now can I see what you brought?"
Wan Feng raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Han Guangjia handed the backpack in his hand to Wan Feng.
Wan Feng took out a paper bag from his bag and pushed it across the table to Pan Zhenlin.
Pan Zhenlin first took out a pair of gloves and put them on, then he untied the knot on the paper bag and took out a thick stack of drawings from it, pretending to look at them.
On the first page of the lead-printed drawing was a string of letters representing the name of the machine, followed by the large words "Switch Technology Freeze Drawing".
Below are the drawings and instructions.
Pan Zhenlin was not a professional in switches. He knew all the words, but when they were put together, he had no idea what they meant.
As for the blueprints, he understood even less.
"Mr. Wan! Can I take this blueprint back and study it?"
Wan Feng sneered, "Pan Zhenlin! Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid?"
Pan Zhenlin scratched his head slightly embarrassedly.
This request is indeed a bit excessive.
We are not familiar with each other at all. Why should I let you take it away on our first meeting?
If you take it and don’t bring it back, where will people find you?
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