Hearing this, Eisen shook his head and said, "Impossible. It's too big, really too enormous. I can't imagine that day. It would be equivalent to the population of four United States."
Lambert didn't speak, but simply tossed the report in his hand onto the table and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore, you can leave."
After Eisen left, Lambert stared at the report on the table. The entire mobile phone market in China was less than 100 million US dollars, a market he would never normally pay attention to.
"Yeah, how come you're always so successful?" Lambert muttered to himself, staring at the folder. "You were born in the wrong place. If someone like you were born in the US, you'd definitely be among the top ten richest people in the world. That's just how unfair the world is. Like me, if I had been born in Africa, no matter how hard I tried, I wouldn't be where I am today. Birth really matters. You're such a pity, such a pity!"
Lambert felt very sorry for Lu Feng. He had high hopes for Lu Feng, a person who was particularly sensitive to the market, marketing, and products. If he had been born in a developed country, he would have been a financial miracle.
Unfortunately, Lambert knew what would likely happen in Asia next. According to the US's estimates of China, Lu Feng might not be able to own a market in a developed country even if he died.
Jiang Xiaoyan returned and inquired about things back home. Then she took Duoduo to school. Lu Feng told Duoduo that he had taken over the tungsten mine in Africa in her place. The little girl cried and fussed. In the end, Lu Feng calmed her down with a meal of KFC and a scolding from Jiang Xiaoyan.
"I heard your company's situation isn't looking good," Jiang Xiaoyan said abruptly from the sofa.
"Who told you that?" Lu Feng sensed something and turned to stare at her. Jiang Xiaoyan only had management skills for small and medium-sized factories. With a massive structure like Jiafeng Group, even if a report was generated for her, she wouldn't understand the situation of the headquarters, subordinate factories, subsidiaries, holding companies, or even the board of directors.
"Who can I listen to? I'll listen to the Americans, right? Can't I broaden my horizons if I go abroad?" Jiang Xiaoyan was a little afraid to look at Lu Feng and said, "I don't know what you're up to, what do you need so much money for..."
"That's all you ever say. From the little workshop to now, Jiafeng, you don't need to worry about him. Just take care of Huasha." Lu Feng stood up and asked her, "Didn't you ask about surrogacy when you went to the US this time?"
"I'm busy, taking Duoduo to class," Jiang Xiaoyan said casually.
The atmosphere at home was a little off. Lu Feng knew who she had met and what had happened there. Jiang Xiaoyan also knew that Lu Feng knew, but no one said anything, and they always spoke indirectly.
The next day, Jiang Xiaoyan went to the factory. Lu Feng could sense her coldness towards him. It was a coldness like that of two people who were reluctant to part, but suddenly realized that the other had resolutely turned around and left.
Lu Feng didn't have time to deal with these emotions right now, so he could only focus on his work. That day, he called Ma Wanjun in South Africa. They had already established a relevant association and applied for various mining standards. Spending a little money there would make it easy to get things done.
Eighty percent of the local tungsten mines have joined this association, and they can influence ninety-five percent of the local tungsten concentrate. Now, all the raw materials for tungsten alloy refining plants come from the tungsten mines controlled by Jiafeng.
"Starting tomorrow, 80% of our tungsten mines will cease production. For the mines we can't control, make them raise prices, push them to the sky. They like to talk about human rights and humanitarianism, but tell them that their current mining methods are very inhumane, and we must ensure worker safety and upgrade our equipment!" Lu Feng instructed.
"Understood, Mr. Lu!" Ma Wanjun replied on the other end of the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng thought for a moment. Watanabe Shi liked to call him before he started something, so he decided to call him this time too.
A phone call came to Watanabe Shi's office. His secretary answered and said he was in a meeting. Half an hour later, Watanabe Shi called back and asked, "Mr. Lu, what's wrong? Can't hold on anymore? I'm sorry to tell you, but we do not accept surrender!"
"Surrender? No, no, no, I have good news for you. I've found a way to kill you all!" Lu Feng said in a deep voice into the phone.
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