The reduction in Motorola's growth is a dimensionality reduction blow for Bird and Jiafeng Electronics. This wave of strong sales in the off-season has made many people break out in a cold sweat.
If foreign-funded enterprises in the home appliance industry such as televisions and radios a few years ago had reduced their profits and swept the market with unbridled power, would they still be here today?
The phone calls between the major bosses were particularly busy today, and the topics discussed on the phone were quite divisive. Some people thought that if Motorola did this, Ericsson, Panasonic and other companies would never sit idly by and the money in the market could not be made by his family.
Some people are busy calling their leaders, saying that this is illegal competition and must be severely punished to prevent foreign investment in other industries from following suit, which is very detrimental to domestic enterprises.
Others are busy contacting Liu Run and giving him suggestions to build factories in China to reduce costs while lowering prices again, which can unify the market. They can cooperate with Motorola and set up a joint venture company to provide supporting industries.
Some experts have also noticed the changes in the communications industry. They wrote quickly and wrote that the window for the outbreak of domestic communications development has come. It is the best opportunity to exchange the market for technology and allow foreign funding to develop in one step.
Lu Feng arrived at the center of the square in the city center. Shenzhen in March had already lost the chill of winter. There were many people in the square, with men and women gathering in groups.
There was a huge crowd of people at the entrance of a Motorola store not far away, and there was already a long queue. Lu Feng walked over and saw that there were about a hundred people. Most of them were wearing military coats and holding mats. Some even carried pillows, as if they were
It looks like I'm going to spend the night here.
Du Guoying had never seen this strange scene before. He took two steps forward, took a look and said, "This place is closed. Why are you queuing here?"
"If you don't line up now, you won't be able to buy it tomorrow, let alone the day after tomorrow." A man in his twenties said to Du Guoying: "I am queuing here now, but I may not be able to buy it tomorrow."
"There are only a hundred and eighty people, and this store doesn't even have this kind of goods?" Du Guoying became even more puzzled.
"We're all here at the party, how can we buy one? Have you seen that brother in front of you?" The man pointed at a bearded man in front of him and said, "He alone will buy a hundred copies. Let me tell you, too."
It’s just that you can buy it in large quantities now, but you can’t buy it on weekdays.”
Lu Feng stood aside and looked at the long queue. These were all scalpers. The price of 3,990 had given them enough profit margin to make it worth waiting in this long queue.
The team here was long, and there were many people watching. People were chattering, and a man in his thirties stood next to Lu Feng. His face was ugly, and he said to the man: "Is foreign stuff so good? That's right.
You guys, damn, you are making foreign products so popular that the tide goes up."
"Why don't you yell at me? Are you feeling uncomfortable because you can't get in line?" the man replied unceremoniously.
"I'm not feeling well? I never have to. You continue to speculate, continue to do it, and provide supplies to your father. If you have the money to support domestic products, why not support it?" The middle-aged man looked indignant, pointed at the scalpers with his finger and cursed: "The social atmosphere is so bad.
You guys fucking broke it, is a broken pager that good?"
There were more and more people watching around, and the middle-aged man's words made many people uncomfortable.
"He is just a scalper, and he claims to support domestic products? Since you support domestic products so much, why don't you let all foreign capital withdraw? Then you won't be able to buy it?"
"That's right, who doesn't know how to lie?"
"What the fuck are domestic products called? As long as their companies do something about human affairs, I will support them. I bought a TV five years ago, but it broke after a year of use. The Toshiba I bought next door is fine now.
Of. Domestic products, whoever buys them is a fool!"
The scene was already as noisy as a wet market. A few people supported domestic products and believed that without domestic products, there would be no future. The second group of people thought that foreign-invested products were better and more stable. The third group of people had bought domestic products before.
The quality of the stuff turned out to be so poor that I stood there and cursed in the street.
The scene got a little out of control, and some people even pointed at people, as if they were about to start a fight. Du Guoying had never seen such a fight before, so she hurriedly stepped back.
Lu Feng looked at the people at the scene and realized that these three factions represented the entanglements of this era.
At the beginning, the debate between domestic production and foreign investment was based on reality. After less than ten minutes of chatting, it was already pure national abuse. The middle-aged man could only say "bitch traitor" in his mouth, while the young man stared and kept repeating "You are so numb"
, you are so paralyzed!
Lu Feng knew that such an argument was meaningless and destined to be fruitless, so he walked to the side and asked another scalper in line: "You guys bought these three thousand nine hundred and nine hundred, how much do you want to pay for them?"
ah?"
"The prices vary. The original price was more than 4,000 points, which is easy to sell. If you want to sell it quickly, you have to earn less. Earning more than 100 for a pager is already very good. To be honest, today
Waiting here in the freezing cold, this is all hard-earned money." Yellow Ox said with a slightly bitter look on his face.
"I don't know what the quarrel is about. It doesn't make any sense. We are all ordinary people, and they are just making a living." Another elderly man complained.
"You said that the country's prosperity and industrial development are not determined by us. We can't do anything, and it's useless to argue!" Another person was talking, and when he saw the other side was about to take action, he shouted: "Don't
Do it! Try moving it!"
Lu Feng turned around and glanced over there. The two of them had already started pointing at each other's faces, pressing their chests against each other's chests, and kept shouting, "If you have the guts, try touching me. Whoever doesn't will be the grandson!"
"How fast is it to sell more than four thousand? For example, if one hundred is sold out, how long will it take to sell out?" Lu Feng asked a few people.
"It's not easy to sell. I just celebrated the Chinese New Year and I don't have much money. As for me, a dozen pagers at a time would be sold out in ten and a half months." The man smoked a cigarette and sighed towards Lu Feng:
"It doesn't work anymore. I used to sell it for more than 5,000 yuan. I sold it again and got 700 to 800 yuan."
"Bond also makes pagers now." Lu Feng had just finished speaking to several people when he was interrupted by one of them.
"No! Let me tell you, when Bird came out with pagers when they first came out, I messed around with them and smashed them into my hands. The quality was poor. To put it bluntly, people still want a brand. Recently, some company came out. I heard that it cost four
Yibuy’s technology is also developing pagers.”
"Jia Feng!"
"Yes, yes, I'm so disgusted by it."
A man standing on the side kept staring at Lu Feng. He always felt that this man looked familiar. When the person next to him mentioned Jiafeng Electronics, he immediately thought of it.
"You are Lu Feng from Jiafeng Electronics, right?" He became excited, grabbed Lu Feng's arm and said, "I've read about you in the newspaper, but I didn't expect to meet you here."
Lu Feng was recognized and could only admit with a smile. The crowd quickly gathered in this direction. Some people came to pretend to be polite, some wanted to talk to him, and some came to scold him.
Lu Feng saw that the scene was a bit chaotic, so he wanted to leave, and said to everyone: "Everyone, please give way, it's getting late, everyone should be busy with their own things."
"What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you talking about producing pagers? Let Motorola do this, you loser!" someone in the crowd cursed.
"Are you here to buy a pager? Do you want to take it apart and take a look at it? If Jiafeng Electronics is awesome, just build one yourself. You spent 400 million yuan on it, what did you buy?"
The middle-aged man who had just been quarreling with someone squeezed over. His face was red with anger, white air was blowing out from his nostrils, he stared at Lu Feng and shouted: "You still have the nerve to come here? What are you doing here? See how good they are selling.
?What about the pager? We spent 400 million, what did we get?"
"The pager is already in trial production." Lu Feng maintained a restrained mood and said to the crowd: "Everyone is looking forward to it, the goods will definitely be available."
"If you have any goods, take them out and sell them!"
"Bullshit! Jiafeng Electronics can't produce pagers at all. It's a lie. The 400 million yuan has already sent it abroad."
"So what if it's produced? It seems like the quality can be improved. What Jiafeng Electronics produces is all rubbish. It's not like you didn't read the newspapers. You go around to collect money and swindle the money into your hands. People can transfer it abroad and enjoy it.
went."
"Our industry can't develop because of rubbish companies like you, but you still buy domestically produced products, and you're just trying to make a fool of yourself!"
"Stop bluffing here. The things you produce are just for fooling the people in the urban-rural fringe area. If you still have the nerve to come here to see me, are you worthy of it?"
Lu Feng's face turned livid as he listened to the abuse around him, and he said solemnly: "Development takes time. Don't read some rubbish media saying that I transferred 400 million abroad. Jiaxun Communications will definitely come out.
It takes time, thank you for your understanding, and I hope you will continue to support domestic products."
"Are you going to continue to cheat me by supporting domestic production?"
"I'm just asking you, can you kill Motorola?" The middle-aged man stared at Lu Feng with an angry face and said, "Jia Feng claims to be so awesome. Zhu Lidong brags about it in the media all day long. I'm asking you, can you kill it next year?"
It’s bankrupt!!”
Lu Feng looked at his hysterical look and said: "Business is not about fighting, it is not about knocking the opponent down directly, and it is not about solving the problem with a red neck and an angry roar...
..”
Someone at the scene burst out laughing and sneered: "If you give it a hundred years, Jiafeng Electronics won't be able to catch up."
Someone rushed in front of Lu Feng, pointed his finger at Lu Feng's face, and shouted angrily: "You're paralyzed! I'll give you the money!"
Lu Feng knew that no matter how much he talked to these people, it would be useless. They were so emotional that they would only curse at others. Among these three groups, those who liked foreign capital were laughing at Jiafeng Electronics, while those who had used domestic products were clamoring to let Lu Feng
Refund the money, support the domestic hate iron and call Lu Feng a waste.
Du Guoying helped push the crowd away and went out. Lu Feng remained silent, not because he was angry, but because he felt that this was the sadness of the three types of people.
The angry middle-aged man rushed over and asked Lu Feng: "You said you need time, how much time do you need? Look at those people, they just have to kneel down and lick the foreign father. How many years have I been holding this tone in my heart?
I have high hopes for you again and again, but you only know how to make money. People say that the reincarnation of karma does not bring good rewards. What about their retribution? Why do I get retribution every time I argue with others?"
"I will work hard, and I hope you will work hard together." Lu Feng patted him on the shoulder and said: "As for those people, one day the father they believe in will throw them off the plane to escape."