After Hermann finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door. He had already given Schroders enough face by holding back until now. He opened the door and left.
Lu Feng sat there with a livid face. He had been looked down upon many times before, but rarely lately. He took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "No matter what era it is, you have to have strength to survive in this world!"
"Don't take it to heart, I'll go see him off!" John stood up, patted Lu Feng on the shoulder to comfort him, and walked towards the door.
As soon as John left, Lu Feng stood up and followed him out. He didn't want to wait any longer. Before leaving, he waved goodbye to John from a distance and got into his car. The others at the banquet immediately understood that tonight's meeting had completely fallen apart.
The entire London business community was baffled as to why Siemens was targeting Jiafeng. If it was because they were envious of Jiafeng's income, that amount of money was nothing to Siemens. Some people said that Beko had a close relationship with Siemens and had hired Hermann to vent their anger on his behalf.
Immediately, all sorts of opinions arose, and speculation continued.
Lu Feng returned to his apartment after 9 p.m. He sat on the sofa and smoked. There is competition among large international companies, but they also maintain a certain tacit understanding. After all, there will be collisions and cooperation in some areas, and no one wants things to be too rigid.
Lu Feng didn't know how much Wall Street had paid, but he was clear on one thing: apart from Nokia, there was probably no other company that could cooperate with Siemens.
Another option is to leave the money in various countries and reinvest it, directly building R&D centers, earning money locally and spending it locally, without taking a single penny back home.
Just as Lu Feng thought of this, he faced a new problem: if the money stayed in the local area, would those leaders let go of this lucrative opportunity?
If the offerings are made slowly, they can easily impose any pretext and turn all that money into a fine.
"Go find Elmi?" Lu Feng muttered.
When this possibility came to his mind, he felt a little uncertain. At the time, in order to facilitate the cooperation between Nokia and Jiafeng's Ruixin Lab, the contract was written down in a hard and fast way, leaving no room for negotiation.
Even if Lu Feng were shameless, he couldn't touch Nokia's sales channels at all.
In Fusang, it was morning. In Watanabe Shi's office, folders that needed to be processed that day were neatly arranged. On top of them were sample contracts for technical exchange and learning between several Fusang companies and Siemens. Both parties felt that it was about right and decided to execute the contracts accordingly, sending teams to each other's R&D bases for six months to exchange some academic theories.
Below is a statement regarding Jiafeng Electronics' current situation in Europe. Siemens' move this time is absolutely hitting the nail on the head. If all of Jiafeng's profits are consumed in Europe, then it won't have much staying power.
Cutting off funding sources means that Schroders' two billion US dollars alone won't be enough. Most importantly, it undermines Schroders' investment confidence, making them hesitant to make subsequent payments.
Watanabe Shi was overjoyed after reading it. Dealing with such a small company had taken a tremendous amount of effort, but now he was about to wear it down.
Watanabe Shi was overjoyed. At first, he didn't take Jiafeng seriously at all, treating him as just a little trinket to curry favor. He never expected that this little trinket would live for so long.
If Jiafeng is gone, Watanabe will have to take the credit for himself. Over the past year, his relationship with Goldman Sachs has become increasingly close, and the higher-ups are no longer as unhappy with him as before. As long as he finds a pretext, he can return to Wall Street.
Watanabe thought to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips. He picked up the phone and called Jiafeng Group. He had to be the one to add the final straw so that he could stand out. He also planned to write a report after each call to Lu Feng and send it to Goldman Sachs executives via email, making it seem as if he was always aware of Lu Feng's situation.
With that in mind, Watanabe Shi dialed the phone number, called the group headquarters, obtained Lu Feng's phone number in Europe, and then made the call.
Lu Feng's room was dimly lit. A cigarette was half-burned, and the ash was bent. Suddenly, the phone rang. Lu Feng was startled, and the ash broke off and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces!
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