"So... how much should we donate?" Kevin pondered. "Even if we donate, we don't have a platform to publicize it..."
Before Kevin could finish speaking, there was a knock on the office door. Lu Feng said, "Come in!"
The Thai deputy general manager walked in and said to Lu Feng in English, "Mr. Lu, there is an invitation from the Thai side, scheduled for tomorrow, which was just delivered."
"Let me see. We shouldn't let Thompala attend any of the external meetings that aren't really useful. We should try to keep him out of the public eye as much as possible," Lu Feng said as he took the invitation.
"This isn't for Thompala, it's for you." The vice president handed over the invitation.
"For me?" Lu Feng was taken aback when he saw the words on it. It was an invitation in Chinese, written in regular script: "We hereby cordially invite Mr. Lu Feng, Chairman of Jiafeng Electronics Group, to attend the Global Summit Forum of the Thai Electronics Association tomorrow (September 7th)."
The name sounds impressive, but given how hastily it was produced, Lu Feng could guess the situation pretty accurately.
"So they want me to step in? Did they send an invitation to Thumpala?" Lu Feng asked.
"It's out!" the vice president replied. "I heard that 270 media outlets will be there tomorrow, which basically includes all the domestic media, and there will be a live broadcast."
"Oh my, two hundred and seventy media outlets, what a grand display, what official arrogance!" Lu Feng raised an eyebrow and said, "Is this a denunciation meeting for me?"
“It’s best to avoid these kinds of meetings. They’re desperate to expose this facade to ordinary people, and we can’t give them that opportunity,” Kevin said in a deep voice.
"No! No, no, no!" Lu Feng shook his head repeatedly, his brows furrowed slightly. "We have to go. If we don't go, then we can let them say whatever they want. Besides, there are so many media outlets here. Didn't you just say that there's no way to publicize the donations? They can't cut off the live broadcast, so let's announce it on the spot!"
Kevin thought about it and realized he was right. If they didn't go, they couldn't just let them smear them.
"Get ready. Tomorrow, you and Tumpara will go separately," Lu Feng instructed Kevin. "Tell Tumpara to continue to maintain his honest and taciturn image. If they dare to surround and insult us tomorrow, let them do it!"
The two discussed it and finalized their itinerary for tomorrow. They also decided to intensify their mobile advertising efforts and officially launch the event, offering a 15% discount on purchases over 100,000 Thai Baht.
In the evening, Tumpara received the invitation, and Kevin also conveyed President Lu's thoughts. He sat there, not very enthusiastic. He had originally thought that by becoming the chairman, with Lu Feng's support, he would become a celebrity and be respected by everyone.
But now Tongpala is just a punching bag. He's dressed badly and cries every day. If Lu Feng hadn't used money and fame to seduce him, he would have quit long ago.
"Okay, I understand."
“I remember, it’s two million baht, donated to impoverished children to help them go to school, understand?” Kevin asked again.
"clear!"
For ordinary people, it was just another ordinary day coming to an end. But for the business world, many felt that a sharp storm was about to break. Guangming Electronics' offline counterattack was very strong, especially the statement that he could not see the light, which struck a chord with many people.
Tonight, Chatchai and Vira hosted a dinner, inviting a group of prominent Thai business figures to participate in preparation for their speeches at tomorrow's forum.
Although the two were the heads of a branch company, they were not considered top figures in the business world. They went to great lengths to invite the most important person in the rubber industry, Songpa.
"Your presence is truly an honor to our humble abode. I would like to offer you a toast." Zha Tai generously downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.
Songpa didn't really want to come; it was just a favor he asked someone to do for him, and he still had to repay it.
"You guys have been making quite a splash lately, haven't you? You're really something to behold," Songpa said politely.
“I can’t compare to you. Even if I stop working at Motorola, I’ll still have to rely on you. With you attending tomorrow’s forum, we feel much more at ease.” Vera said with a smile, “You may not be very familiar with the electronics industry. Recently, a foreigner came and turned our industry upside down. We haven’t had a single day of peace.”
"Really? Who is he?" Songpa asked curiously.
"He's from China, and tomorrow's event is specifically for him. You'll have to say a lot then," Zha Tai said obsequiously. "We younger generation are being bullied so badly we can't even lift our heads!"
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