Chapter 71: I am original, who am I afraid of?
After hearing Wei Liguo's explanation, Fan Wubing had nothing to say. After all, the source of this matter was in the United States, and the customs was quite good, but it was just that it was misunderstood.
"Oh, then that's it. Thank you for your trouble." Fan Wubing had no choice but to say to Wei Liguo.
After hanging up the phone, Fan Wubing suddenly felt that it was not very meaningful to stay in the customs, so he left in shame with Wu Zhi's small machine.
"Fan Sang, is there nothing I can do?" Wu Zhi asked.
"Oh, there is really no way." Fan Wubing replied with a frown, "This is a contest between the state. In this case, we businessmen have no ability to change."
"Although it cannot be changed, it can affect it!" Wu Zhixiaoji disagreed with Fan Wubing's statement. He gave an example, "For example, in Japan, the invisible hand represented by the six major chaebols. I think with your strength in the United States and China, you are fully capable of affecting this matter."
"No, no, no—" Fan Wubing shook his head repeatedly, "This kind of thing will cause great trouble to himself. No matter what, as long as politics is involved, it will become very troublesome. I would rather be an unrestrained businessman than be a politician who looks extremely glorious. Such a politician makes me feel particularly disgusted."
In fact, issues related to textile and intellectual property protection have been under negotiation between China and the United States. Not long ago, the American Textile Manufacturers Association (ATMI) applied to the U.S. Department of Commerce to control China's textile exports. AtMI's reason is that China's imports of textiles to the United States surged since January last year. In the past year, 50 companies in the local textile industry in the United States have been closed and more than 40,000 workers have been unemployed. Atmi said that the situation will be even worse once the textile quota limit is lifted globally.
This is the second time atmi has officially filed the application. Last September, atmi applied to the Executive Committee of the U.S. Textile Agreement for the same reason, requiring quota restrictions on products such as knitted fabrics, gloves, bras, robes and suitcases imported from China and implement special guarantees.
Some more radical extremists are even clamoring to let the president restrict Chinese textiles through Article 201. According to this clause, if an investigation has confirmed that a domestic industry in the United States has been seriously damaged or severely damaged due to the surge in imports, the president has the right to take import restrictions, including raising tariffs and implementing tariff quotas. The president can also subsidize domestic damaged industries to alleviate the pressure of foreign competition faced by the industry, help them make adjustments, and adapt to the competitive environment.
The negotiations on intellectual property rights were driven by Microsoft and Pfizer behind the scenes. For a long time, the contradiction between China and the United States in protecting intellectual property rights has always been very sharp. Two years ago, the United States placed China among the "observation countries" that were considered to have serious problems in this regard, and a year later it included China on the list of "key observation countries". This year, the United States launched a special 301 investigation into China and released a list of retaliation worth $1.5 billion.
"Whether it is Article 301 or Article 201, this is just a prejudice against the Chinese." Fan Wubing said to Wu Zhixiaoji, "Unless one day China's economy surpasses the United States, Americans will always create some obstacles in this way."
Speaking of which, trade protectionism is not a good idea.
In 1929, shortly after Hoover was sworn in as US president, the hidden problems behind the US's superficial economic prosperity broke out in full swing. In October, the collapse of the New York stock market triggered the financial crisis, and the US Congress blamed it on international trade. President Hoover signed the Smut-Holly Tariff Act the following year, imposing high tariffs on more than 20,000 imported products, which triggered a global trade war, and international trade was almost stopped.
The Smut-Holly Tariff Act triggered a massive international trade war, which led to further pushing the U.S. stock market into the abyss. When the Dow Jones Index fell to its historical lowest level of 41 o'clock in 1932, the total U.S. stock market market value shrank by 89 percent from its high in 1929.
Many later economic historians believed that the reason why the world economy fell into the Great Depression for ten years was directly related to the trade war initiated by the United States at the beginning of the crisis. Since then, the international community has spent decades to gradually remove the various high trade barriers during this period. Therefore, trade protectionism not only did not save the United States, but also put the global economy in a deeper crisis.
As Chinese products exports to the United States are restricted, exports to the United States from other countries will inevitably accelerate accordingly, because the US market has a huge demand for high-quality and low-cost clothing products from developing countries. In the words of a textile industry professor at the University of North Carolina in the United States, this is a balloon effect, which will inevitably lead to bulging of other parts of the balloon.
Greenspan, chairman of the US Federal Reserve, has repeatedly emphasized that any efforts by some people in the United States to limit the development of globalization will ultimately have an adverse impact on the United States.
In fact, there are countless examples of the United States trying to protect its own market and related industries but the results are counterproductive. When Japanese cars entered the United States in the 1980s, the United States took quota measures for Japanese automobile imports. The final result was that Japanese cars were running all over the country, and the market share of domestic automobile manufacturers was getting smaller and smaller.
Now Americans have only been better for a few years and have started to make old problems again.
People like Fan Wubing naturally understand how stupid the economic policies pursued by the United States are today. However, the impact of such things is too great. They do not have the ability to change them, so they can only let them go.
After the two got in the car, there was no place to go, so they simply came to the New Silk Road Entertainment Company where Xia Donghai and the others were, wanting to see how they have been doing recently.
After receiving the funds from Fan Wubing, Xia Donghai and Feng Xiaonan and his wife completely renovated the New Silk Road Entertainment Company. They originally rented a three-story building, but now they just rented an eleventh floor building in a prosperous area. They hung a golden signboard of more than ten meters high and low outside. One of the characters on it was taller than that of an adult, and looked particularly dazzling under the sunshine.
"A entertainment company of this level is also very good." Fan Wubing nodded and entered the building with Wu Zhixiaoji.
"Two gentlemen, welcome to the New Silk Road Entertainment Company. Is there anything we can help?" The two ladies at the front desk immediately bowed and asked.
"Well, it's okay to find Xia Donghai or Feng Xiaonan. If they are not here, then just find someone in charge." Fan Wubing was not polite. It's his own company anyway. He just wants to do whatever he wants, just take money to play.
When the two front desk ladies saw that Fan Wubing was clear about the personnel affairs in their company, they called the president's office. After a while, someone ran down.
Fan Wubing was immediately happy when he saw it. It turned out that it was really someone else.
Xia Xue ran out and saw that it was Fan Wubing, and she suddenly felt a little curious, "Mr. Fan! Brother Wubing! Why are you here? Worried that my parents would take away your money?"
When Fan Wubing heard Xia Xue's words, he immediately felt very embarrassed. He looked at Xia Xue and suddenly realized that she was wearing something like pajamas. He immediately said, "Beautiful girl Xiaoxue, your clothes look very trendy! Isn't wearing underwear popular recently?"
When Xia Xue heard this, she looked down and saw that she was indeed showing signs of exposing herself. She quickly tightened her clothes with her hands, and then said, "Let's go, let's talk upstairs."
The three of them took the elevator to the eighth floor. This is Xia Xue and her parents' home. Their offices and residences are concentrated here. The three floors above are the conference room and the chairman's office, etc., which are generally not used frequently. The chairman's office is purely a decoration. Although it is for Fan Wubian, he does not expect him to use it often.
The specific work of the New Silk Road was controlled by Xia Donghai and his family, while Fan Wubing was only responsible for providing funds and ideas.
"Fan Sang, where is the bathroom?" Wu Zhixiaoji didn't know if he had eaten or something, but suddenly asked with his stomach frown.
"Oh, go to the sixth floor, there is no design on the eighth floor." Xia Xue pointed at Wu Zhi's small machine.
Wu Zhi's small trick disappeared immediately at the fastest speed, and it seemed that he couldn't stand it.
"Japanese, relatively vulgar." Fan Wubing looked at Wu Zhi's small machine that had disappeared, shook his head and said to Xia Xue awkwardly.
Xia Xue pursed her lips and smiled, then invited Fan Wubing to her room.
Because the place is relatively large, Xia Xue’s current residence is quite luxurious. She occupies a large suite with a living room, kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms.
Fan Wubing looked at it and found that the decorations inside the house were very feminine, with pink tones, stuffed toys, rabbits, bears, etc., and couldn't help but say, "Your living conditions are a bit young, but they are also considered five-star."
"Younger age? You mean I'm not developing!" Xia Xue immediately said unhappy when she heard this.
Development?! Fan Wubing hadn't noticed this problem at first. After hearing Xia Xue's words, he couldn't help but turn his eyes around her, then nodded and commented, "It seems that it's a little bit bad. You have to strengthen your nutrition. After this long time, if you want to develop in the future, you can't just rely on pure natural means."
"Tsk!" Xia Xue replied disdainfully, "Do you think I'm in the United States for nothing! Isn't it just breast augmentation? What's the big deal!"
Well, that's what I said. But it's really no big deal! Fan Wubing smiled inwardly.
"By the way, Boss Fan's younger brother arrived in person, did he have any supreme instructions?" Xia Xue sat on the bed when she saw Fan Wubing and asked.
"It's nothing. Something went wrong with a business business just now. I went to the customs office to discuss something. Let's go back and see what you have to do tossed the company?" Fan Wubing replied heartlessly.
"Well, there is not much progress yet. Recently, I moved, recruited new people, and signed two other singers." Xia Xue replied, "And that is, my parents are contacting CCTV through their previous relationships and hope to jointly organize the program. You didn't see them today because they were going to do this."
Feng Xiaonan was originally a CCTV staff member, and later went to the United States for a while. Speaking of which, she was a popular media talent. But she liked to do things herself, so she came out to start a company. In addition, Xia Donghai, a planning person, is very suitable for opening a husband-and-wife store.
Now that the New Silk Road Entertainment Company has received investment from Fan Wubing, its development naturally breaks through the bottleneck constraints, and it is very meaningful to soar to the sky. Now, CCTV sees the New Silk Road Entertainment Company, and it is no longer as ignoring as before. After all, it is not the era of the creation of more than ten people and seven or eight guns.
"By the way, do you have karaoke here?" Fan Wubing suddenly asked.
"Of course there is, why are you asking this?" Xia Xue nodded and asked back with some confusion.
Fan Wubing replied, "Suddenly I feel bored and want to sing two songs to vent."
"You will also feel depressed? I thought child prodigy is invincible!" Xia Xue couldn't help but say something, but then she saw Fan Wubing looking at her unhappy. Then she changed her words, "Okay, okay, as the actual person in charge of the company, I will try my best to meet your requirements. Isn't it just singing? Isn't it okay for me to sing with you?"
The entertainment company also has a relatively complete visual singing system, but it is much stronger than the karaoke on the street. Whether in terms of software and hardware equipment, or the quality of microphones, or the quality of the discs, it is a hundred times stronger. Therefore, after Fan Wubing entered the singer-singing room, he looked at the numerous equipment and didn't know where to start.
"How do you do these things?" Fan Wubing asked Xia Xue with some confusion.
"Did you come back from the United States? Why do I think you are from the countryside?" Xia Xue muttered, then adjusted the equipment, and asked again, "Which song do you want to sing? Just click on the selection using this remote control. We are now in the computer singing system, which is very convenient."
"Oh—" Fan Wubing responded, then looked at the screen menu.
Seeing that Fan Wubing had not selected songs for a long time, Xia Xue couldn't help asking, "After hearing my mother talk about you, I deliberately found out the previous Spring Festival Gala programs and watched it again. It seemed like you sang that song in childhood! Why not sing it again?"
"Childhood?" Fan Wubing immediately shook his head and said, "No, no! Look, half of my body is buried in the soil now, and it is not suitable to sing that kind of song anymore. I want to sing something mature. Well, just this, Xiao Li Feidao!"
"I don't seem to have heard this song." Xia Xue didn't have time to come back from the United States, so she naturally didn't have time to watch the TV series Xiao Li Feidao, and of course she had never heard this song.
Fan Wubing adjusted the microphone and sang after seeing the prompt, "It's rare to have good skills - I can never break through the love barrier-"
"Stop and stop--" Xia Xue was not used to this Cantonese song and felt very uncomfortable, so she hurriedly called to stop and said, "You should sing the song "The Moon Causes", at least it sounds a bit more manly."
Oh, Fan Wubing nodded, but when he was looking inside, he didn't notice the song, so he asked strangely, "Huh? Why didn't there?"
Xia Xue looked at Fan Wubing's inexplicable look and couldn't help laughing, "I just said you were a child prodigy, why did you become stupid now! This song is your original, no one has sung it yet! Where can you find it in the song score? I said, little brother, you are not heartbroken, you are stimulated, right? Why did you even forget this?"
Uh, right! I'm original!
When Fan Wubing thought of this, he couldn't help but shout, "I'm original, who am I afraid of? Come on, that accompaniment belt is always made? I'll record a song for you to hear!"
When Xia Xue heard Fan Wubing's recording, she was overjoyed and said, "Don't talk about bringing the accompaniment! I'll prepare the band for you! Wait, come soon!"
Seeing Xia Xue running out in a flash and calling for someone to go, Fan Wubing scratched his hair in confusion, thinking that my IQ seemed to have been declining recently, otherwise why would I feel that this time it seemed to be used by this little girl’s movie?
Chapter completed!