Lem's eyes flickered slightly; he really did have this plan.
However, the group is currently unaware of his thoughts, and even if the sales revenue in Beijing exceeds their projected target, they will strongly oppose it.
In their view, China was so poor that it simply couldn't afford lime products.
"If you have this plan, you can start with products that are unique to China, adapt them to local conditions, and plan your products accordingly, instead of simply copying these categories from the past."
"While preserving the unique characteristics of lime products, we'll incorporate some local elements..." Lin Ziyan briefly explained her idea.
Lem listened intently, his heart filled with shock. If he hadn't kept his thoughts to himself, he would have assumed that Lin Ziyan had heard them from someone else.
This coincided with his own thoughts.
Judging from Hao Zou's expression, Lin Shaowen probably guessed that his niece's idea was exactly what she wanted.
He didn't say much, but he agreed with Ah Yan's idea in his heart.
A vast, untapped consumer market with limitless potential for the future.
There aren't many senior executives in the group who share the same idea.
For example, the T Group is currently debating whether to continue operating its factory in Fukushima.
Edward received the production capacity data from the Fukushi factory and raised an eyebrow slightly; the data was even more impressive than last year's.
He wanted to open another factory in Guangzhou, but this was met with strong opposition from the board members.
As a long-established family-owned group, T Group also owns several car brands.
Profits are now declining sharply, yet the company continues to refuse to explore other markets, instead simply passing the buck to the group headquarters and demanding that senior management increase investment.
Edward set aside the data for the Fushi factory and instructed his secretary to make a copy and distribute it to the other shareholders.
He didn't believe these old guys wouldn't see the difference; no one would refuse to give away their money.
Edward also wants to open a car factory in Fukushima.
"President, Mr. Wagner and Mr. Li from S Group have arrived in the conference room."
After the assistant finished speaking, he handed over the documents sent by the two companies.
Edward's eyes flashed, he picked up the documents but didn't look at them, instead getting up to go to the conference room.
The leaders of the two groups came here this time to discuss building factories in China.
Wag's family wants to build an electronics factory and wants to cooperate with the S Group.
T Group was one of the partners they courted.
Edward was not optimistic about S Group's investment approach.
Their investments are typically all-encompassing, aiming to squeeze every last penny of profit out of small Chinese companies.
From the manufacturing and assembly of parts to the finished product, we have to handle everything.
“Edward, it’s been a long time.” Wag saw him, stood up and shook hands with him.
Li Yazhen glanced at him, nodded, and did not get up.
Upon closer comparison, S Group is more powerful than T Group.
“Welcome to T Group.” Edward said calmly, shaking hands with Wag and nodding to her.
A cold glint flashed in Wag's eyes as he glanced at Li Yazhen beside him, inwardly scoffing, "She's just working for someone else, what's with all the arrogance?"
He reached out and flicked his crisp suit jacket, then opened the file.
During the formal discussion, Li Yazhen changed her previous coldness, her voice became gentle, but her tone left no room for argument.
Edward was still not entirely satisfied even after the meeting ended.
If he could convince the board, he wouldn't want to work with any of them.
Edward didn't want to be tied down, and his condition for agreeing to cooperate was having control over the technology.
T Group has a lot of technology, but it's nothing compared to S Group.
Edward leaned back in his chair, lost in thought.
If possible, he would like to find Chinese companies to cooperate with.
The collaboration with Lin Ziyan last time went very well. They received a steady stream of design drafts, and all they had to do was build a factory there and ship the products to nearby countries.
Overall, it's a sure thing to make a profit.
"Have the design drafts been sent to Fukushima yet?" Edward asked his assistant.
We've been working together for almost two years, and this is the first time he's urged us to submit the design drafts.
"The design draft will be delivered tomorrow. They said someone from Fushi will deliver it in person," the assistant said slowly after confirming the contents of the fax.
Edward finished reading the fax and seemed to be deep in thought.
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At this moment,
Lin Ziyan was writing furiously in the hotel.
She politely declined her uncle's offer to stay at the Lin family villa and returned to her hotel suite.
She came here on official business. She can only relax after she has finished all the things that need to be done.
Business trips cost a lot of money, and she didn't want to waste it.
The chubby girl helped with the binding, just watching her draw without asking any questions.
It wasn't until Lin Ziyan stopped writing that the chubby girl couldn't help but look at her watch.
She opened a bag of potato chips. "Why did Fangjie and the others take so long?"
"I hope nothing bad will happen."
The chubby girl frowned slightly, then shook her head, indicating that it was unlikely.
Lin Ziyan also opened a bag of snacks to replenish her energy, "No, I was probably held up by something."
The two exchanged a glance, their stomachs growling in protest at the same time, and they couldn't help but smile wryly.
A gentle evening breeze wafted in through the window, lifting a layer of white gauze.
The streetlights outside were turned on, their orange glow spilling in and casting faint shadows.
The night was as black as ink, enveloping the towering buildings.
Lin Ziyan leaned against the windowsill, watching the cars speeding by and the hurried pedestrians on the road.
"If the people from Group S don't buy this technology, which company do you plan to sell it to?" The chubby girl couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her, thinking about what happened that morning.
Lin Ziyan put the drawing into the file folder and patted the kraft paper bag.
You'll find out tomorrow.
"I was originally thinking that we would sign a contract with S Group tonight when Li Yazhen came to see us."
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