He Jiale was very clear about one thing: the compensation sought in the lawsuit was simply impossible, as long as the local authorities dared to fine these companies, causing them to go bankrupt.
What do other cities think? What are their opinions?
The current market is very unregulated. Everyone is desperately trying to attract businesses. If one place imposes a fine and shuts down operations, a large number of businesses will go bankrupt, and those cities will definitely retaliate.
The most difficult thing now is dealing with the court. Jiafeng Electronics is putting pressure on the court to follow the proper regulations and is certain that a fine can be imposed. The problem is that the consequences are very serious. If they don't impose a fine, Jiafeng Electronics, as a large enterprise introduced to the city, will lose face.
Moreover, it will fuel unhealthy practices and disrupt the market.
He Jiale felt Huang Youwei's pain for the first time. He was caught in the middle between the two sides. All he could do was call leaders in other cities to communicate and do more to try to reach a reconciliation!
Lu Feng didn't have much hope for He Jiale. He knew better than anyone what the current environment was like. In his previous life, President Jiang was so disappointed with patent rights that he didn't even register them, which showed how desperate he was.
The competition in the market has become a complete mess, and many people can't take it anymore and have started cursing Lu Feng. In the small workshop, the young people are so worried that their faces have turned green. Just a few days ago, he was still smug about becoming a small boss and then a big boss.
Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he was so devastated that he couldn't go on living.
"Boss, you still have to pay us even if we don't work, right?" one employee asked.
"Here you go, I'll settle the bill today." The young man smoked a cigarette, his hair a mess, like a bird's nest.
"Are you coming tomorrow?" another person asked.
"I'm out of money right now... well, how about this, you guys take a VCD player to pay off the debt," the young man said, his voice filled with bitterness.
After all the commotion, the seven workers took away three VCD players at a very low price, leaving only the young man in the workshop. He couldn't hold back any longer and kicked a cardboard box next to him.
"grass!!"
"Screw idols, what a load of crap VCDs!"
"They're all liars, trying to fool people!"
"Start a business?! Screw that, I'm done! Give me my money back, give it back to me...!"
He squatted on the ground and wept bitterly, his heart bleeding with regret. The house was rented, the people were hired, and the motherboard was bought at a high price—all with his own money!
There are countless "smart people" like him all over the country.
Some departments have noticed the market chaos. This vicious competition will only harm the industrial ecosystem. The Market Development and Management Department has urgently published a notice on market regulation, prohibiting companies from engaging in vicious competition and violating the rules of free market transactions. Patent rights should be respected and protected, and unfair competition should be severely punished.
To avoid distorted market competition and the suppression of a healthy business ecosystem, the VCD market, as an emerging technology market, should be protected like a seedling. Regulating the market as soon as possible is a responsibility.
We have noticed the increase in unfair competition in the market this year, and we will hold talks with the relevant companies in batches to make timely rectifications and acknowledge their mistakes.
The whole thing was just platitudes, as if it was criticizing someone, but upon closer inspection, it didn't seem to be criticizing anyone at all; it was just a statement. After reading the report, Lu Feng sat in his seat and pondered it for a long time.
"I don't quite understand, what does it mean?" Zhang Fengxia asked, craning her neck.
"The gist of it is that we already know about this, so don't go too far, correct yourselves, or we'll have to interfere." Lu Feng tossed the newspaper aside.
"Such a long article, and that's all it says?" Zhang Fengxia took the newspaper and looked at the densely packed words on it.
“I didn’t expect any mediation. There’s no way to mediate this. If you’re relying on them, you’re just waiting to go bankrupt. Upgrading domestic industries is like building a fishpond, putting in some local fry, feeding them first, and then bringing in some big fish from outside to fight when they’re a bit bigger!” Lu Feng sighed and said, “If there’s no Zhang San, there’s still Li Si!”
“But now our own fish are biting each other,” Feng Zhiyao said worriedly. “I’m afraid they’ll help their biological son and not the adopted one.”
Lu Feng looked at him, surprised that he knew the state-owned enterprise was his "favored son," and casually said, "As long as he's filial, he's a good son. You've been holding back for a while now, haven't you heard anything from Huang Youwei?"
Zhang Fengxia shook her head and said, "No, he's been behaving himself lately."
“We’re waiting for He Jiale to come. They definitely want to reconcile, but we need to choose the right place to meet. Dongguan is the VCD headquarters, and those people definitely won’t go there. If we choose their location, I won’t go either. Suzhou is a compromise.” Lu Feng leaned back in his chair, narrowed his eyes, and said, “Let’s wait and see, keep your composure!”
After reading the guidelines issued by the authorities, He Jiale couldn't hold back anymore. He realized that no matter what kind of company it was, the authorities just wanted a VCD company.
If the government were to support Jiafeng Electronics at this juncture, it would send a very strong signal to other companies: that no large private enterprise would be allowed to fail.
Private enterprises dare not fail, while state-owned enterprises stand even taller. The entire document revolves around patent rights and the market, which clearly shows the intentions of those in power.
He Jiale's face was contorted with worry. He was completely at a loss. He had called many state-owned enterprises, but none of them would give him any face. After thinking it over, the only thing he could think of was Huang Youwei.
He picked up the phone and called Huang Youwei.
"Hey, is this Brother Huang?" He Jiale called out in a friendly tone.
"Hahahaha!" Huang Youwei laughed heartily, holding the phone and teasingly asked, "What's up, Xiao He!"
"I'm really out of options. Do you think you can step in? The local government could organize a meeting, under some other pretext, to gather all these people together and have a proper talk. Jiafeng Electronics can't go under; it won't do you any good if it does," He Jiale said into the phone.
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