The intense media bombardment of a small company in the Thai market has not only shaken the local business community but has also attracted international attention. People are speculating about the company's background and why Motorola and Toshiba have taken action against it.
Inside the branch office, Zhatai was on the phone, a constant smile on his face. He said to Vera on the other end of the line, "What other tricks does he have up his sleeve? He's nothing but a powerless ant. It's laughable that he actually dares to dream of being a match for me!"
"Hahaha, thirty million US dollars? I think headquarters is giving him too much credit." Vera laughed wildly.
“You can’t say that. The media’s quotes aren’t cheap. If we keep this up for a few more days, we can make some extra money too,” Zha Tai said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, you're so clever."
“As long as we don’t let him speak, even if he’s real, we can make him look fake, let alone if he’s fake.” Zha Tai said happily, “Don’t worry, this is just the beginning. Tonight is the main event.”
"There's going to be a good show tonight? I'd better check it out."
All morning, I received a constant stream of calls to Zhatai, filled with flattery. Several foreign companies were in cahoots, and everyone in the related industry chain had to curry favor with them.
For a time, Cha Thai seemed to have the air of a Thai electronics godfather.
After hanging up the phone, Zha Tai picked up a cup of coffee, stood by the window looking out, took a sip, and muttered, "In the face of absolute power, everything is too fragile. Going back with a missing leg will show those Chinese businessmen that they'll have to kneel before me when they come here in the future."
The situation is escalating rapidly, leaving the Thai people bewildered. They were moved by Thongpala last night, but the situation has taken a dramatic turn when they woke up.
These ordinary people are like monkeys in the face of capital, crying one moment and getting angry the next, not knowing who is real and who is fake.
However, the scalpers didn't care about any of that. They sensed a business opportunity and lined up in front of Motorola and Toshiba stores early on. Sales skyrocketed, and some stores sold out in less than an hour.
Information from the Thai business community was immediately delivered to Watanabe Shi. Looking at the latest sales data, he saw that while all potential consumers were occupied by scalpers and attracted by low prices, the total number of consumers remained the same, but the sales of the two companies increased. Under such high pressure, other businesses had no room to survive.
"Die! If you don't die this time, it will be an injustice!" Watanabe Shige laughed heartily as he picked up the phone to report the situation to Wall Street.
Electronic products have a long lifespan, and the total number of potential users doesn't fluctuate much. It's like a 50-square-meter room; Motorola and Toshiba have already taken up 49 square meters, leaving everyone else to die!
Now the two companies have the power to occupy most of the space, and for Lu Feng, there is no other way but death!
In business competition, everyone lowers prices in order to raise them more effectively in the future. When a company cuts itself in the face of competitors, the one who suffers the most is not the company itself, but its competitors.
In less than half a day, news of the battle in Thailand had spread around the world. This outcome was expected, but some people still hoped for a turn of events.
On Wall Street, Lambert sat in his office, looking at the document in his hand, and shook his head slightly, saying, "If this matter is resolved so easily, then it means I misjudged the person."
Lambert was also feeling uneasy. His eyes told him that Lu Feng was someone who could overcome adversity, but deep down he hoped that Lu Feng would be suppressed so that he could take the opportunity to acquire him at a low price.
When Schroders saw this news, John and the others remained silent, choosing to wait and see.
The most anxious people were Zhenkun and the shareholders of United Capital. They wanted to know what was going on, but they were afraid that things would turn around tomorrow. The opponent was so powerful that they didn't have much confidence in Lu Feng.
"Should we call a shareholders' meeting?" the assistant next to him asked.
"Stop gathering, it's too much!" Zhenkun said, somewhat dazed.
Throughout the morning, news about Guangming Electronics Company was everywhere, accompanied by a barrage of criticism, yet no one dared to utter a single word. Public opinion was overwhelmingly against them.
Guangming Electronics' phone lines were ringing off the hook with calls from countless people accusing them of being scammers, some even resorting to vulgar and offensive language. The company's management, left with no other option, had to disconnect the phone lines.
Seeing that the company was about to be drowned in spittle, Lu Feng calmly had lunch with Sirami, while Kevin was busy on the front line. Due to the large number of orders from various brands, ordinary workshops simply could not produce them, so they simply contacted a factory, paid a high price, and started production as soon as possible.
This was already adding fuel to the fire. Pike was preparing for the final blow. He called the head of the Rich Man's Security Company directly. After the call connected, he said, "Tell Rich Man, if he doesn't dare to come to the Munihai Bar tonight, he can get out of Thailand. If I chicken out tonight, I'll be his lackey. Understand?"
You can rest assured!
After hanging up the phone, the managers discussed the matter and concluded that Pike's initiative was tantamount to courting death. If he could make a name for himself in this battle tonight, he would truly control half of Thailand.
After discussing it, the group called Lu Feng.
"Mr. Lu, here's your phone call." A waiter handed Lu Feng a cordless phone with both hands.
"I need to take this call," Lu Feng said to Sirami, then took the phone and asked, "Who is it?"
"Brother Hao, Parker called..."
"Okay, I understand. I'll be there tonight." Lu Feng agreed, hung up the phone, and handed it to the waiter.
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