Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2908 Disgusting Samsung

In Shenzhen, at the headquarters of Youwei Company, General Manager Ren slammed his hand on the table and roared:

"How dare they?"

With the help of Junken Electromechanical's chips, Youwei Company has been thriving in recent years. Not only are their programmable equipment distributed all over the world, but their mobile phones have also become their second most popular product after Haitangguo.

However, recently many media outlets have exposed the problems and started to discredit several models of Youwei mobile phones, accusing them of leaking electricity and spontaneously combusting. As a result, Youwei mobile phone sales have plummeted.

Mr. Ren has never been an arrogant person. He has always been cautious and meticulous, especially in technical matters, where he strictly controls quality.

However, as the company expanded, the management team became a mixed bag. Some people who liked to make a big fuss did not do anything practical, but always liked to leak information in various media. As a result, Youwei Mobile got another name: "Far Ahead".

These people are short-sighted and focused on quick profits, and they haven't put their efforts into the product, which has led to an increase in phone malfunctions and user complaints.

But to be honest, it's definitely not as serious as the media has portrayed it, to the point that it has caused such serious consequences.

Mr. Ren was extremely busy and focused on the programmable equipment, which led him to neglect the management of the mobile phones. By the time he realized it, this had already caused such consequences.

However, after careful investigation, he finally discovered the truth: the root of these rumors pointed directly to South Korea, specifically the Samsung Group.

The current mobile phone market is dominated by three major players: Haitangguo, Youwei, and Samsung, with Samsung's strength being its displays.

Because of its own operating system, including computers, Haitangguo mobile phones have become the dominant force in the global high-end mobile phone market.

Since Haitangguo mobile phones are Ye Feng's business and belong to the Brothers Group, there is no conflict with Youwei Company.

Samsung, which was originally ranked lower, suddenly surged ahead due to its display technology, and its sales have now jumped to second place.

Ren Zhengfei isn't afraid of competition, but Samsung's use of such tactics is disgusting. However, he can't think of any better solutions because he's not good at intrigue.

Left with no other choice, he called Ye Yuze. His connection with Ye Yuze began because of chips. Later, Ye Yuze released a Warrior series of mobile phones, which was originally customized for the military reclamation city, but unexpectedly it sold very well.

Therefore, Warrior Mobile has become another flagship product of Youwei Company, with sales approaching those of Youwei Mobile. It has even become an independent branch factory separate from Youwei Mobile.

Because Mr. Ni had always been very interested in Warrior phones, Ye Yuze, seeing this, simply had Warrior Group invest in the company, thus making Warrior phones one of Warrior Group's products. They are sold both domestically and internationally.

This phone is designed for mass appeal and affordability, and has consistently enjoyed a good reputation, standing shoulder to shoulder with Wang Yifan's Beijiang phone and becoming a leading mobile phone brand in the military reclamation city.

Although it can't compare to the three major brands, its sales are still very good, and it's entirely supported by word of mouth.

However, most users of Beijiang Mobile are in Southeast Asia, while Warrior Mobile is mainly a welfare phone for military reclamation cities and Europe and America.

The reason Mr. Ren called Ye Yuze was because when Samsung smeared Youwei Mobile, they also included Warrior Mobile.

As for dealing with these matters, President Ren understood that he and Ye Yuze were not on the same level at all, so he hoped that Ye Yuze would step in to resolve the issue.

His original intention was to find Ye Feng, but the two didn't have much of a relationship, and he was afraid that Ye Feng wouldn't care, since he and Ye Feng were not in the same league at all.

If they don't give him face, he'll be slapped in the face, since Warrior Mobile has always been a dispensable product for Warrior Group.

If it weren't for Old Master Ni choosing the Warrior Phone as the welfare phone for the Warrior Group, and issuing a batch every year, the Ye family probably wouldn't have taken this phone seriously at all, since they already had the Begonia Phone.

After receiving the call, Ye Yuze did not give a clear answer, but pondered for a moment.

Yang Geyong, on the other hand, was in high spirits: "Yuze, why don't we take a trip to South Korea? We've never been there before."

Ye Yuze rolled her eyes at him: "Didn't you say you'd given up on sex? You're even ignoring Qian and her son now, so why are you trying to hunt for women in South Korea again?"

Yang Geyong scratched his head and chuckled a few times:
"I've watched a lot of movies from there recently, and I suddenly feel like going to see one."

Ye Yuze sighed and stood up: "Then let's go. Staying on the farm all day is making us rusty."

At Seoul Airport, Yang Geyong's private jet landed, and Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong disembarked. They had come secretly, so no one knew.

At their level of wealth, they should be surrounded by a retinue when they travel, but these two, after half a lifetime, don't even have a secretary.

The sky over Seoul was overcast, as if shrouded in a thin veil. Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong walked out of the airport, both dressed casually, looking no different from ordinary tourists. Yang Geyong took a deep breath and squinted as he surveyed his surroundings.

"The air here isn't very good, much worse than in the military reclamation city," he muttered, casually pulling out sunglasses from his pocket and putting them on.

Ye Yuze didn't reply, but simply hailed a taxi. He told the driver in fluent English to go to the Shilla Hotel, then leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Yang Geyong, however, couldn't stay still. He kept staring at the street scene outside the window, especially the huge Samsung mobile phone billboards, and kept making clicking noises.

"Judging from this, Samsung is really acting like a local tyrant on its own turf."

Ye Yuze didn't even open his eyes, and said calmly, "It won't be like that for long."

After settling into the hotel, Ye Yuze immediately took action. He didn't contact the South Korean conglomerate directly, but instead made an overseas call first.

"Old Ni, it's me. Help me check the cash flow of Hyundai, LG, and SK over the past three months, especially their overseas investments. Yes, and quickly."

After hanging up, he made several more calls, contacting several investors in the Middle East and Europe.

Yang Geyong listened from the side. Although he didn't understand financial operations very well, he realized that Ye Yuze was setting up a big trap.

"Yuze, that's a brilliant move of yours. You figured out the other side's situation without making a sound first," Yang Geyong exclaimed.

Ye Yuze put down his phone, a slight smile playing on his lips: "The business world is like a battlefield; only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. These South Korean conglomerates appear united on the surface, but in reality, they each have their own ulterior motives. As long as we find their weaknesses, we won't have to worry about them not cooperating."

Less than two hours later, Elder Ni's information arrived. Ye Yuze carefully reviewed it, a sharp glint in his eyes.

“Found it.” He pointed to the data on the screen:

"Hyundai Group is vying for a large infrastructure project in the Middle East, which requires substantial financial support. LG Electronics has suffered setbacks in the European market, with its stock price falling for three consecutive months. SK Group is currently in a sensitive period due to the legal disputes involving its former chairman."

Yang Geyong leaned closer to look: "So, they can't withstand any major storms now?"

“Exactly.” Ye Yuze smiled. “Now it’s time to invite them for tea.”

Ye Yuze did not make a phone call directly, but instead had the hotel manager send three exquisite invitations and gifts—a bottle of 1945 Moussini red wine for each person. This generous gift was enough to attract their attention.

Sure enough, within an hour, all three companies sent back their replies, indicating that they would keep their appointments on time.

"Hey, these guys know what's good for them," Yang Geyong said with a smile, waving the reply letter in his hand.

Ye Yuze's expression was grave: "This is only the first step. The real difficulty is getting them to agree to join forces against Samsung. After all, Samsung's collapse would be a huge blow to the South Korean economy, so they inevitably have concerns."

That evening, Yang Geyong, unable to stay still, insisted on going out to "experience Seoul's nightlife." Ye Yuze, knowing his temperament, gave him a few words of advice and then let him go. Yang Geyong took a taxi to an upscale bar in Gangnam District. The interior was luxuriously decorated, dimly lit, and filled with the scent of expensive perfume and alcohol. He found a corner seat, ordered a bottle of whiskey, and drank it by himself.

It has to be said that there are indeed many beautiful women here, which made Yang Geyong, who had already calmed down and decided to abstain from sex, start to feel restless again. However, he couldn't tell which ones hadn't had plastic surgery...

After a few drinks, he was feeling bored when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure—Samsung Group's eldest daughter, Lee Dae-mi.

She entered the bar under the protection of two bodyguards, but left them waiting at the entrance and walked alone to the innermost booth.

Yang Geyong raised an eyebrow, recalling the news that the media was making headlines about Li Damei's marriage to another tycoon's son, and couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

A burly man in a suit was already seated in the booth. As soon as Li Damei entered, the man immediately stood up, his demeanor respectful yet intimate. Yang Geyong keenly sensed that the relationship between the two was unusual.

Out of curiosity, he quietly moved to a seat where he could see the booths more clearly. He noticed that the man kept glancing around subconsciously as he spoke, his movements swift and alert, clearly indicating that he was a professionally trained bodyguard.

"Princess and bodyguards?"

Yang Geyong muttered to himself, "I feel like I've seen this plot in some movie before."

He instinctively took out his phone, adjusted the angle, and snapped a few photos. Unexpectedly, he forgot to turn off the flash; the flash of white light immediately caught the man's attention.

The man suddenly stood up and rushed towards Yang Geyong with astonishing speed. Yang Geyong calmly put away his phone, and the moment the man reached for his collar, he subdued him with a backhand grappling move.

"Your skills are good, but you still need more practice."

Yang Geyong spoke in Chinese, knowing the other party wouldn't understand, but the sarcasm in his tone was universally understood.

Li Damei strode over, her face deathly pale, but she forced herself to remain calm: "Who are you? What do you want?"

Yang Geyong released his grip, and the bodyguard rubbed his aching wrist, watching him warily. Yang Geyong smiled slightly and replied in English:
"Yang Geyong, Ye Yuze's brother. Miss Li, you seem to be in high spirits, with your wedding approaching, yet you still have the leisure to meet with your bodyguard?"

Li Damei's face turned from white to red, and a look of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it:
"What do you want? Money? Or intelligence on Samsung?"

Yang Geyong originally only intended to make a few jokes and leave, but when he saw Li Damei's stubborn yet panicked eyes, he suddenly changed his mind.

He stepped forward, ignoring the angry-glaring bodyguard, pulled Li Damei closer, and kissed her.

Surprisingly, after an initial struggle, Li Damei responded to the kiss. When it ended, she looked at Yang Geyong, breathless, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"You are different."

It turns out that as the eldest princess of Samsung, Li Damei was strictly disciplined from a young age, and the men she came into contact with were all respectful and well-mannered scions of noble families or high-ranking officials. She had never encountered a wild and untamed man like Yang Geyong.

Yang Geyong was also surprised. He had only intended it as a prank, but he hadn't expected the young lady to react this way. He raised an eyebrow and smiled:
“It’s even more interesting.”

Seeing this, the bodyguard tried to launch a sneak attack, but Yang Geyong kicked him in the stomach, and he groaned and fell to the ground. Li Damei looked at her fallen lover with a complicated expression, but said to Yang Geyong, "Take me away."

The next day at 10 a.m., in the conference room of the Shilla Hotel.

Representatives from South Korea's three major conglomerates—Hyundai, LG, and SK—gathered together, their faces grave as they looked at Ye Yuze, who sat at the head of the table.

Yang Geyong sat to the side, casually playing with his phone, occasionally glancing around at the room. His gaze made the business tycoons present feel inexplicably pressured.

"Mr. Ye, what is the meaning behind your actions?"

Hyundai Group representative Jung In-yong was the first to ask a question, his tone clearly showing dissatisfaction.

Ye Yuze slowly sipped his tea: "It's very simple. I hope everyone will cooperate with me to do one thing."

"What could possibly warrant such an invitation from you?" LG Koo Kwang-mo asked, frowning and tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

"Target Samsung stock."

Ye Yuze put down his teacup, his voice calm yet undeniable.

The conference room fell silent. The representatives of the three conglomerates exchanged bewildered glances, and SK representative Choi Tae-won finally spoke:
"Mr. Ye, Samsung is a pillar of the South Korean economy, and this kind of thing..."

Ye Yuze raised his hand to interrupt: "Samsung's actions of using the media to smear Chinese companies have crossed the line. Either you all cooperate with me, and after it's done, you can divide up Samsung's market share."

"Either."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. "Brother Investment Company will continue to sell your shares until your market value is halved."

Gu Guangmo's expression changed: "Mr. Ye, is this a threat?"

“It’s a business proposal,” Ye Yuze smiled. “By the way, I’ve already secured the joint support of Brother Investment Bank and the Arab sovereign wealth fund, so funding is not an issue.”

These words sent a chill down everyone's spine. They knew Ye Yuze had powerful connections, but they never expected that even an Arab sovereign wealth fund would be involved.

Zheng Renyong pondered for a moment: "Even if we agree, how can we ensure success? Samsung is not so easily swayed."

Ye Yuze took a document out of his briefcase and pushed it over:

"This is Samsung Electronics' latest quarterly financial forecast, which shows a significant decline in profits. Meanwhile, I have already arranged for media cooperation."

Choi Tae-won carefully reviewed the documents, his expression growing increasingly grave:
Where did you get this report?

"There's no need for you to trouble yourselves with that."

Ye Yuze leaned forward, placing his hands crossed on the table: "I only ask one question: to cooperate, or not to cooperate?"

After a heated debate and weighing the pros and cons, the three conglomerates finally agreed to Ye Yuze's plan.

They knew in their hearts that rather than offending this mysterious Chinese tycoon, it was better to take advantage of Samsung's decline and get a share of the profits.

After the meeting, Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong returned to their suite.

"How did the talks go?" Yang Geyong asked.

"Basically all set." Ye Yuze loosened his tie. "Now we just need to wait for the right moment to strike."

Just then, Yang Geyong's phone rang. He glanced at it and a smile appeared on his lips: "The time may have come."

"how?"

"Li Damei asked me to meet her." Yang Geyong tapped his phone. "Looks like last night's 'exchange' was effective."

Ye Yuze frowned: "Be careful, don't get involved. The people from Samsung are no pushovers."