"I am Sun Yuanqing, the general manager of Changhong Television!"
Lu Feng nodded and said, "It's you. You wait, after I take down the panda in Jiangsu, I'll go to Sichuan to get you!"
"Ha, what a big mouth you have. Let your company survive first. We are a state-owned enterprise, the pillars of the state!" Sun Yuanqing said in a deep voice.
“We’ll see. I see now. These suppliers are all from your bunch of old bastards, right?” Lu Feng glared at him and cursed.
"Who are you cursing?" Sun Yuanqing had never been insulted like this before. He was a veteran in the industry and usually only heard flattery.
Lu Feng was seething with anger. He couldn't get help from any of the companies he asked; they were all giving him a hard time.
"I insulted you, you want to fight?" Lu Feng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, call all your old geezers out, let's have a good fight!"
"Rude! Security! Security!"
People nearby hurriedly went to find security guards, and soon seven or eight guards came. Seeing that Lu Feng hadn't made a move, they just said a few words, since rolling up one's sleeves wasn't illegal.
"You're offering low prices, aren't you? Did you misprint it, turning ten yuan into a thousand? Your inventory will only last a month at most. We'll see what happens after that."
The people in Liucheng were unaware of the situation in the market, but upon hearing this, they understood immediately, and their expressions changed drastically. This move to cut off their supply lines was truly deadly!
"President Lu, we..."
Lu Feng raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and said with a stern face, "Keep shopping!"
After visiting about half of the copper raw material companies, Lu Feng received similar answers. It was already past six in the evening, and some people in the venue began to leave. Lu Feng sat in a rest area and drank water.
“The state-owned economy has a natural monopoly and a great ability to suppress a vibrant market economy. When the market economy is not active, there is no way to survive except to hope that these huge economic entities will give us a way out,” Lu Feng concluded to himself.
Liu Cheng, listening from the side, was a little puzzled. Was he sure he had only graduated from elementary school?
This sounds like something from "Macroeconomics".
As soon as Lu Feng entered the door, President Hong noticed him. He had been watching Lu Feng's every move all afternoon, and President Hong knew that he could now have a good talk with Lu Feng.
He plopped down on the sofa opposite him, took out a paper cup, poured himself some tea, and said slowly, "Mr. Lu, don't bother. I have some news for you. Last night, more than a dozen television companies reached a verbal agreement called an industry alliance. Do you want to know more?"
Lu Feng rummaged in his pocket for a while, then pulled out seventeen yuan and eighty cents and put it on the table. Without looking up, he said, "That's all. Say what you want to say, or leave."
"We're getting too distant talking about money, aren't we?" Boss Hong took a sip of water and put down his cup. "The Thirty-Day Strangulation Plan: They've talked to the copper raw material companies that can reach an agreement with you. They're going to buy a lot of goods together, but they only have one requirement: if they don't sell you a single piece of copper or alloy material within thirty days, you're doomed."
You think you can defeat me in thirty days?
"Thirty days is certainly not enough to defeat you. I only need to cripple you. With such fierce competition, you really won't live long. I have an agreement here." President Hong took out an agreement from his pocket and placed it on the table.
"I can get the raw materials you need, ten points more than before. This is my way of showing my appreciation to you, brother!"
"Ten points?" Lu Feng scoffed. If the quantity was small, it wouldn't matter, but if it was used by the tonnes, then he would lose money no matter how many he sold. Lu Feng looked at him and said, "Are you sure you're selling me brass, not gold?"
Mr. Hong's expression changed, he reached out and took the contract, stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Farewell!"
After finishing his tea, Lu Feng stood up and said, "Let's go back too."
For the next four or five days, Lu Feng wandered around the venue every day, asking questions about anything related to copper raw materials. Moreover, some media outlets began to notice Jiafeng Electronics' new predicament, constantly calling to interview them and even fabricating stories.
Today is the last day of the supplier conference. Lu Feng's expression was not good after entering the venue. In the past few days, he had visited all of the about one thousand exhibitions here.
It has to be said that he was really ruthless. He couldn't find a partner. Liu Cheng was already preparing to test the effect of aluminum alloy as a substitute. As long as it could run stably, it could be considered a backup plan.
"Never mind, let's take another stroll." Lu Feng stood up and walked towards the various booths.
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