The car sped towards the Wanbin Hotel. Feng Zhiyao sulked for a while before speaking up: "I spent the whole morning reading the newspaper. Given the current situation, there's really no other way but to give in. I know a bit about overseas trade. Some of my dad's friends are in the import and export business, but unfortunately, they mainly deal in grain. Otherwise, they could help you."
"No need!" Lu Feng said nonchalantly, "We're just going to have dinner today and see what they're talking about."
"You have a plan?" Feng Zhiyao asked, quite surprised. In his eyes, Lu Feng's calm demeanor meant he was confident.
"Let's take it one step at a time!"
The car stopped in front of the hotel, and the doorman opened the door, bowing slightly as he said, "Welcome to Wanbin Hotel."
"Get out of the car!" Lu Feng got out of the car and walked upstairs.
Inside the banquet hall on the tenth floor, which was not large and had only three tables, almost everyone had arrived and was chatting in small groups. It was rare to see such a complete gathering of people from the electronics industry.
Among the crowd was a man in his mid-thirties, dressed in a suit, who looked quite like a businessman. He was holding a wine glass and chatting with the people around him, occasionally clinking glasses and taking a sip.
"Mr. Huang, you rushed me to this meal. I almost didn't have time to come." Li Dongsheng walked over with a smile and said, "I did eat lunch. I almost had to dig my throat to make it to this meal with you."
“President Li, this is a major issue concerning the development of the industry, and we can’t wait.” Huang Hongfei said with a worried look on his face. “We finally made a new breakthrough overseas, how can we let those companies take the lion’s share? I wanted to step forward yesterday, and I called President Zheng first, afraid that I wasn’t qualified enough.”
"Don't say that. Although you are much younger than me, Skyworth was founded in 1988, while TCL was founded the following year. In this respect, you are the elder brother!" Li Dongsheng said with a smile, but the smile was a bit too fake.
“We’re all sister companies. If the industry does well, everything will do well.” As General Manager Huang spoke, he saw the CEO of Konka and said, “General Manager Chen, please take a seat. Is everyone almost here? Um… Xiao Niu, check the invitations. Who hasn’t arrived yet?”
"Everyone is here except for Mr. Lu from Jiafeng Electronics."
The three men looked at each other and muttered in unison, "Mr. Lu of Jiafeng Electronics is an insignificant person."
"Please take your seats, everyone. Today we have invited many industry leaders to join us..."
As Huang Hongfei was speaking, the waiter pushed open the door, and Lu Feng strode in with Feng Zhiyao. The people who had just taken their seats immediately focused their attention on Lu Feng.
"Hey, it's started already?" Lu Feng took a few steps forward, casually put his hand on someone's shoulder, and said, "Don't I need to come? I'm not late!"
Seeing that Lu Feng looked a little uncomfortable, everyone fell silent.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable with so many CEOs staring at him, Feng Zhiyao, who wasn't thick-skinned enough, whispered, "Let's take our seats. It seems like everything has already started, and everyone's watching us."
“That’s what you call presence. I didn’t dare to make a sound when I arrived.” Lu Feng said to Feng Zhiyao, “Go back and tell your dad more about my extraordinary status in the industry in mainland China, you know?”
Feng Zhiyao was speechless. He knew his reputation in the industry. There were two kinds of situations when people were completely silent. One was that the big boss had an aura that made everyone afraid to even breathe when he stood there. The other was that everyone disliked him and no one wanted to talk to him.
It goes without saying that Lu Feng belongs to the second type.
"Mr. Lu, you're here! Not late, just in time. Please take a seat!" Huang Hongfei said politely.
Lu Feng glanced around and saw two seats next to President Chen of Kangjia. He walked over and plopped down. Chen Weirong was thirty-three years old this year. He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and looked somewhat scholarly. He glanced at Lu Feng out of the corner of his eye but didn't say anything.
"Alright, all the distinguished guests invited today have arrived. I'll just say a few words. I won't introduce myself; I'm sure everyone knows me." Huang Hongsheng smiled and said, "Everyone should know about the Guangfa Trading incident. When I heard about it, I just felt indignant. The quality and technology of our home appliance industry have been improving rapidly in recent years, and we have indeed gained a certain reputation internationally."
"Domestic products should strive for self-improvement, but when domestic products truly become strong, what stands in our way is not the difficulties of the international market, but rather the ugly faces of trade agents. I was interviewed by reporters yesterday, and I vehemently condemned this shameless behavior. Today's banquet and gathering is based on the idea that only when the industry is doing well can enterprises thrive, and only when enterprises thrive can the industry develop."
“I want to bring the entire industry together. No matter what grudges or grievances we may have had in the past, we should now stand together against external threats. I spoke with Zheng Gongjian, the Party Secretary of Changhong, and he supported me. He said on the phone that I had done something that others dared not do, that I had stepped forward, and that I was someone important. I also called Liu, the CEO of Lenovo, and he strongly agreed that I should stand up at this time, unite our entire industry, and stand together against external threats.”
Lu Feng wasn't listening. Huang Hongsheng was just trying to tell everyone that Skyworth should take the lead this time. He had taken the lead because he had the approval of two big names in the industry: Changhong, the company with the largest market share in the domestic electronics market, and Lenovo, one of the few players in the high-end electronics industry.
Lu Feng noticed that Chen Weirong didn't want to talk to him, and then looked at a man next to Feng Zhiyao on his right. The man was in his forties, slightly balding, and he didn't recognize him.
"Which company do you work for?" Lu Feng smiled at him and said, "You're definitely not in the home appliance business."
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