Dong Qianxun sat on the office chair, and Mark and Smijin sat opposite Dong Qianxun.
The female assistant next to me made some good tea for the three of them.
"Sorry you two, I kept you waiting for so long."
Dong Qianxun picked up a cup of tea and continued: "We Chinese only have tea. I don't know if you are used to drinking it."
"Chairman, if nothing happens, I will go out first."
The female assistant made tea and glanced at Dong Qianxun.
Dong Qianxun did not speak, but raised his hand to indicate to the female assistant that she could leave.
The female assistant withdrew and closed the office door.
"You two, tell me your reasons for coming."
Dong Qianxun took two sips of tea and asked Mark directly.
Mark also tasted the tea. He did not immediately answer Dong Qianxun's words, but first commented on the tea.
Then he replied: "We are here this time hoping to cooperate with Xiaoban Technology on mobile phone batteries."
"Of course, if Xiaoli Technology is willing, we at Motorola can pay a large amount of money to directly purchase your company's battery technology."
"I wonder if Mr. Dong is willing to sell your company's battery technology to us."
After listening to Mark's words, Dong Qianxun did not answer aloud, but took out a document from the drawer.
"Battery technology is our company's secret. We can't sell this battery technology. You two, please take a look at this document."
"If you want to cooperate with us, Xiaoli Technology, you must act in accordance with our rules."
Mark took the document from Dong Qianxun's hand, and both Mark and Smikin started to read it.
When Smikin saw the document, it said, "If you want to cooperate, you must use the Xiaoli system."
Smykin shouted loudly.
"This is impossible, Mr. Dong, it is impossible for us at Motorola to use your company's mobile phone operating system."
With a smile, Dong Qianxun pointed behind Smijin and said, "In this case, we have nothing to talk about. The door is right behind you, so I won't send it away."
Mark glared at Smijin fiercely and cursed: "Smijin, when it comes to cooperation, you are no longer needed here. You can go out."
"oh."
Smikin replied softly: "Master Mark, I'm sorry, I was just impulsive, so I'll go out first."
After Smikin left, only Mark and Dong Qianxun were left in the office.
After Mark and Smikin arrived in China, they should have acted separately.
After all, Motorola asked them to come to China, Mark was responsible for negotiating cooperation, and Smikin was responsible for stealing the battery technology from Xiaoli Technology.
The reason why Smijin still followed Mark was because Smijin had to understand Xiaoli Technology before taking action.
Only in this way, Smykin felt that he could better carry out her work.
"Mr. Dong, the motorcycle mobile phone developed by Motorola uses its own mobile operating system, so it is impossible for us to use your company's Xiaoli system."
"We can find another way of cooperation. I wonder what Mr. Dong's idea is?"
Dong Qianxun picked up the tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he looked at Mark sitting opposite and said nothing.
Dong Qianxun's meaning was already obvious, and he asked Mark to continue.
Mark immediately understood and said: "We at Motorola are one of the top ten technology giants in the United States, and we still have a certain say in the American market."
"Xiaoli Technology, Ruling has already established a firm foothold in China. It must be difficult for Xiaoli Technology to develop foreign markets. We at Motorola dare not speak about the markets of other countries, but we at Motorola can still reach out to the American market.
Pull on Xiaoli Technology."
Dong Qianxun was very surprised when he heard what Mark said.
Because what Mark said was actually similar to what Lin Fan told him on the phone just now.
Dong Qianxun felt that his master was becoming more and more mysterious.
However, he didn't know that Lin Fan was from the future. How could he not know the virtues of American companies?
Dong Qianxun applauded: "Mr. Mark, I am the chairman of Xiaoli Technology, and you are not the chairman of Motorola. Can what you say represent the entire Motorola?"
In fact, Dong Qianxun knew that the person in front of him only dared to talk to him like this with Martin's permission.
But even if he knew it in his heart, Dong Qianxun still had to pretend not to know.
"Mr. Dong, please rest assured that what I said is actually what my uncle told me to say."
Dong Qianxun smiled and said: "Okay."
"If Motorola can really help us, Xiaoli Technology I, open up the US market, then we will agree to Motorola's battery cooperation requirements."
Next, Dong Qianxun and Mark began to discuss the specific content of the cooperation in detail.
Dong Qianxun promised Mark that he would process Motorola’s mobile phone batteries.
This means that Motorola ships the semi-finished batteries produced to China.
Xiaoli Technology completes the final step and then ships the batteries back to the United States.
Motorola needs to help Xiaoli Technology to open up the market in the United States.
Xiaoli Technology processes motorcycle cell phone batteries. For every 100 batteries processed, Motorola will pay Xiaoli Technology a line.
“A pleasure to work with!”
“A pleasure to work with!”
After talking for a long time, both parties signed the contract.
One portion for each party.
The two stood up at the same time, reaching out and shaking hands.
Dong Qianxun personally sent Mark and Smikin to the downstairs of the Imperial Building.
After Mark and Smijin left, the female assistant came to Dong Qianxun's chairman's office.
Dong Qianxun's hands were typing away on the keyboard. When he saw the female assistant, he asked.
"What's up?"
"The chairman is like this, Nasmikin..."
"What?"
After hearing what the female assistant said, Dong Qianxun was very shocked.
He quickly asked: "Are you sure you heard correctly?"
"Chairman, how could I, a little assistant, say such nonsense? I did hear that Smykin talking on the phone with the chairman of Motorola. Although her words were not obvious, the meaning was
It’s very obvious that Motorola is openly cooperating with Xiaoli Technology, but secretly they want to send people into Xiaoli Technology to steal our battery technology.”
"this......"
Dong Qianxun rubbed his hair on his Yang point.
Then he waved his hand towards the female assistant and said, "You cannot say these words to a third person."
"do you know?"
"I understand, Chairman."
"Okay, go and do your work."
After the female assistant left, Dong Qianxun took out Xiaoli's mobile phone. He wanted to inform his master Lin Fan about this matter.
...
America.
Adidas Hotel.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Countless cameras and cameras.
They all aimed at Lin Fan on the high platform and started shooting fiercely.
There is a banner hanging on the high platform.
Banner: Fruit Technology Smartphone Launch Conference
There is also a couplet on both sides of the high platform.
First couplet: Peacock development is the beauty of fruit.
Second line: The end of the world is so close, only mobile music.
This couplet is written in Chinese, and only appears on the banner in Mandarin.
Because if the couplets are written in American literature, many meanings will change.
In addition to Lin Fan, standing on the high platform were Lin Wenhao, Li Min, Li Wenbiao and Hu Fengshan.
"Welcome everyone to take time out of your busy schedule to attend our Fruit Technology smartphone launch conference."
Lin Fan bowed and saluted to the people under the high platform. Lin Wenhao and others followed Lin Fan and also bowed to the people under the high stage.
Lin Fan then directly announced that the press conference had officially begun.
He didn't say any nonsense, but went directly to the topic.
Directly ask the staff to play the promotional video.
When Lin Fan and others exited the high platform, the huge screen on the high platform lit up.
"Fruit Phone is a smart phone developed by Fruit Technology."
The promotional video started to play, and the sound came from the four large speakers in the hotel lobby.
Seeing this scene, Lin Fan couldn't help but ring the phone call from his apprentice from China yesterday.
In a hotel room, Lin Fan was lying on the sofa and resting.
Just as he was about to close his eyes, the fruit phone he placed on the table rang. Lin Fan picked up the phone and answered the call.
"Master, I have already negotiated cooperation with Mark sent by Motorola. However, my female assistant told me that when I was discussing cooperation with Mark, their manager Smikin..."
After Lin Fan finished listening to his apprentice's story, he actually laughed.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "Qianxun, they want to steal battery technology, you don't need to pay attention to them at all, just let them steal it."
In fact, there is no need for Dong Qianxun to make this call...
Lin Fandi knew that Motorola wanted to steal Xiaoli Technology's battery technology.
You must know that Lin Fan came from a later generation. How could he not know what the American companies of later generations were like?
For some new technologies, they can buy them as soon as they can, but they can't buy them and use them immediately.
Even if they are human beings, they will often detain and persecute them.
In modern times, Mr. Qian was detained by the United States.
If it hadn't been for those twelve pilots, I'm afraid Mr. Qian wouldn't have been able to return to his motherland.
So from that time on, Lin Fan had already thought of a plan to deal with it.
Lin Fan's plan to deal with it was very simple. Just three words.
These three words are: let him steal.
Dong Qianxun on the other end of the phone was completely stunned when he heard the master say these three words.
"Master, are we really letting them steal our battery technology? I don't understand, so I still ask the master for advice."
Lin Fan turned on the hands-free function of his mobile phone, and then placed the mobile phone on the table.
Lin Fan got addicted to smoking and took out a cigar.
Lin Fan said while smoking a cigar: "In fact, even if Motorola does not steal the battery technology, they will know about it sooner or later. If they steal the battery technology, they can disgust the other party and cheat Motorola."
Next, Lin Fan revealed his entire plan.
After listening to Lin Fan's story, Dong Qianxun couldn't help but admire his master.
"Master, your move is great, it's really amazing. By that time, Motorola will probably want to vomit blood."
Lin Fan said that Motorola was cheated.
In fact, after Xiaoli Technology opens up the US market with the help of Motorola.
Xiaoli Technology makes its battery technology public and provides it to all technology companies for free.
Lin Fan's move was extremely vicious.
Because these technologies are not advanced, the batteries of mobile phones are mainly nickel-chromium now. In the future, he plans to directly produce lithium batteries.
If they want to take this nickel-chromium one, then take it.
We have better ones anyway.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm going to rest. There is still a press conference to be held tomorrow."
...
The press conference site.
The promotional video of Fruit Phone ends.
A long-legged beauty walked onto the stage holding a microphone in her hand.
"Hello everyone."
"You must have learned about some of the functions of our Fruit Technology smartphone from the promotional video just now...
As the long-legged beauty spoke, the crowd below burst into discussion.
Outside the Adidas Hotel, there was a steady stream of people coming in, wanting to attend the launch of the fruit phone.
"Axiang, hurry up."
Two beauties had just gotten out of a taxi outside the gate of the Adidas Hotel. If Lin Fan saw them here, he would definitely be able to recognize one of the girls.
The beautiful woman named Axiang was the intern doctor Lin Fan met on the plane when he came to the United States.
"Zhang Mingli, can't you please slow down? You almost broke my hand."
.."Now let's invite some of our senior executives from Fruit Technology to come to the stage."
On the high platform, the words of the long-legged beauty just fell.
The lobby of the Adidas Hotel suddenly burst into applause.
In fact, a small number of the people applauding are Fruit Technology's own employees.
"Hello everyone, I am Lin Fan, the chairman of Fruit Technology."
"Hello everyone, I am Lin Wenhao, manager of the Human Resources Department of Fruit Technology."
"Hello everyone, I am the director of the fruit factory, Hu Fengshan."
"Hello everyone, I am Li Wenbiao, the deputy director of the fruit factory."
"Hello everyone, I am Li Min, manager of the Fruit Science and Technology Research Department."
When Wan Lanxiang saw the people standing on the high platform, she was shocked.
She actually knew almost all the people standing on the high platform.
"Isn't this Uncle Lin and the others? It turns out that Fruit Technology is opened by Uncle Lin."
Wan Lanxiang murmured to herself. Although her voice was as thin as a mosquito, it was still heard by Zhang Mingli beside her.
Zhang Mingli turned around and asked Wan Lanxiang: "Axiang, the Uncle Lin you are talking about is not the one on the stage, right?"
"Um!"
Wan Lanxiang responded softly, and then said in Zhang Mingli's ear: "I met Uncle Lin on the plane to the United States."
Then Wan Lanxiang told Zhang Mingli what happened on the plane.
After Zhang Mingli heard this, she gritted her teeth with a look of regret on her face and exclaimed: "Isn't it? Ah Xiang, you are so lucky, right? You can meet such a noble person just by taking a plane? It seems that you are studying medicine.
People are not bad at luck. If I had known better, I would have applied for a medical university just like you."
When Wan Lanxiang saw her best friend, she shouted loudly that she should stay away from her best friend, saying that she did not know this person.
Fortunately, there were many people and there were all kinds of sounds at the scene.
Zhang Mingli's cry was quickly drowned in all kinds of sounds.
When Zhang Mingli saw Wan Lanxiang's evasive action, she knew that she had lost her composure and quickly covered her big mouth.
Then he approached Wan Lanxiang and whispered to Wan Lanxiang: "Axiang, sister, can I ask you something?"
Wan Lanxiang did not answer Zhang Mingli's question, but answered Zhang Mingli with a nod.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Mingli immediately said: "It depends on you whether my sister can be promoted to a regular job in advance and become an official reporter."
"Don't you know Mr. Lin? Wait a minute. After the press conference is over, you can call Mr. Lin and ask him to accept my personal interview with him. Hao Xiang, do you think it's okay?"
While talking, Zhang Mingli actually started acting coquettishly towards Wan Lanxiang.
In fact, even if Zhang Mingli didn't say it, Wan Lanxiang knew what Zhang Mingli wanted to do for her.
Wan Lanxiang felt a little embarrassed.
When they were on the plane, Lin Fan left his phone number with her.
Ask her to call him if anything happens.
In fact, Wan Lanxiang felt that these were just kind words from Lin Fan to her.
Wan Lanxiang felt that since she was not familiar with Lin Fan, he would definitely not betray her favor.
"Axiang, you won't not do this favor for your sister, right? If you dare not do this favor for your sister, then our relationship as sisters will be severed."
Zhang Mingli looked angry.
"OK."
Wan Lanxiang really has no choice but to deal with her best friend.
"Uncle Lin and I just met once on the plane, and we are not familiar with each other. However, I can give it a try."
Hearing Wan Lanxiang's words, Zhang Mingli jumped up happily.
"Very good."
She was so excited that she even kissed Wan Lanxiang hard.
