Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 531 543 [Two birds with one stone]

Los Angeles, USA, Sony Headquarters——
In the president's office, Akio Morita was sitting on a chair, wearing reading glasses, flipping through the financial reports of Sony Electronics, including Sony Entertainment, which had been sold.

Below, no one dared to sit down. All 13 people, including Nakao Kimura and Mr. Tanaka, stood in front of Morita. Their waists were straight and their postures were serious, like soldiers undergoing a review.

Akio Morita looked at the financial statements in his hand, and suddenly threw them out, hitting the standing person.

The atmosphere dare not breathe.

Everyone immediately lowered their heads.

Akio Morita was furious, took off his reading glasses, his eyes seemed to eat people.

"Is this what you have achieved during this period of time? You lost tens of millions of dollars in sales promotion, but in the end, you were defeated by that Chinese Song!"

No one dared to speak, only Sheng Tian's rough breathing.

"You guys, what do you want to say?"

At this time, I can't continue to be silent. If I keep silent, the old man will get even more angry.

So, as the person in charge, Nakao Kimura stood up, bowed his head and said, "It's all my fault, Mr. Morita! It was my miscalculation. I didn't expect that Song Zhichao would be so treacherous!"

Akio Morita smiled, smiled darkly, got up from his seat, put his hands behind his back, and walked to Nakao Kimura.

Before, Kimura Nakao, who was the only one in front of everyone, didn't even dare to say a word, let alone look up into Morita's eyes.

Morita's voice sounded next to his ear: "Is he smart, or are you stupid? So stupid that you even use sales promotion to compete with the other party for the market!"

Kimura stopped talking and lowered his head even lower.

Akio Morita walked up to Nakao Kimura and stared at him.

Kimura didn't move.

Morita's words came to my ears: "You, make atonement!"

Nakao Kimura: "..."

……

Thailand, Port of Bangkok——
The night is hazy, and the waves are bursting. ,

The dense coconut trees are swaying on the beach, like women who are posing.

On the coast, a headlight flashed three times.

Ahead, a thin figure flashed out from the coconut tree.

The door of the car with flashing lights just now opened, and two people got out of the car.

"Sawadeeka!" The thin figure walked towards the two of them, smiling and cheerful, approaching, and he could be seen clearly by the light of the headlights. Wearing a very characteristic pigtail, dark skin, high cheekbones, small eyes, revealing a shrewdness and sophistication.

"Sawadika!" Among the two people who got out of the car, the black and strong man said to the thin man with pigtails, "Are you the most famous 'Sea King' in Bangkok? Our shipment will be shipped to the United States immediately." , time is running out!"

The little braided Thai guy giggled: "I don't dare to be the king of the sea, I'm just a boat runner—hmm, as long as the money is enough, we'll load up and set sail immediately!"

The strong black man was taken aback for a moment. At this time, the man standing beside him casually threw a suitcase to the braided Thai guy, and said in half-baked Thai, "The money is all inside!"

The braided Thai guy glanced at the box thrown on the ground, then at the person who threw the box, and asked with a smile: "Japanese? Your Thai language is mixed with a Japanese accent. There are many Japanese tourists in Bangkok, so it's easy to tell them apart." .”

"Why do you ask so many questions, as long as you have money!" the strong black man urged, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at "that person" timidly, for fear that the other party would get angry.

Looking at "that man" again, not only did he not get angry, but he smiled, and stretched out his hand to the braided Thai guy: "Get to know me, my name is Nakao Kimura."

The little braided Thai guy was flattered, you know, few big guys think highly of smugglers like him, and this Japanese guy in front of him is obviously not an ordinary person——he was showing his aura, "Hello, my name is Guess! I need Mr. Kimura to take care of you!" The nodding and bowing man didn't look like a smuggler at all.

There was some contempt in Kimura Nakao's heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and said, "Let's look at the salary first, it's a total of one hundred thousand dollars, a cent is not a lot!"

"I believe in you! Hehe!" Guaicha said, but bent down to pick up the box, opened it, and saw all the US dollars, green and shiny, very attractive.

"Thank you, my Buddha!" ​​Guaicha finished counting the money skillfully, exclaimed, kissed the pure gold amulet hanging around his neck, picked up the box, and said, "Don't worry, Mr. The ones that are smuggled to the United States are only my guess—since you have paid the money, I will guarantee that your goods will arrive in Los Angeles on time!"

Kimura smiled, "How do you make me believe you?"

Guess also laughed, and glanced at the dark Bangkok harbor, "You don't have to trust me, just watch my actions." After speaking, the originally seemingly wretched atmosphere suddenly changed, and Guess raised his head He raised his chest, sang like a rooster, put his fingers in his mouth, and blew a whistle toward the dark sea.

The whistle was sharp and high-pitched, which made people surprised that such a thin body could make such a piercing sound.

As the whistle spread to the surface of the sea, the same whistle came from all directions, sharp and high-pitched-wave after wave, full of weirdness.

Nakao Kimura frowned, and the black and strong man next to him looked at the sea in surprise, and then a miracle happened, he saw fishing lights appearing on the originally dark sea, more and more dense, In less than half a minute, hundreds of fishing lights appeared in front of them like shaking lanterns.

Slowly, as the distance got closer, it became clear that those fishing boats turned out to be small cargo ships.

This kind of cargo ship is the most common in Thailand. It is known as the "three bungee" (tricycle) on the sea. Although it does not load a lot of goods at one time, it cannot withstand the large number. "Dodging and moving", often not caught, become "fish that slipped through the net".

Looking back, Nakao Kimura had to look at this smuggler who seemed to be wretched but actually possessed powerful abilities - he guessed badly and looked at him with admiration.

At this time, the guessing error returned to the previous flattering look of nodding and bowing, and said to Kimura: "Look, dear Mr. Kimura, these are my fleet --- as long as you say a word, you can ship it immediately ,start!"

Kimura smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Caichai's shoulder, and said, "Yaoxi!"

This time Akio Morita entrusted him with such an important matter, he must seize the opportunity to "make amends".

You know, Thailand is the largest production base of Sony electronic products. There are abundant rubber resources and electronic accessories resources, and the labor force is extremely cheap. In addition, there are many natural ports with huge throughput around Thailand. It can be said that it is an imitation Goods, the best place to play smuggling.

Vanke's VCD seems to be very high-tech, but for the electronic giant Sony, it can be imitated immediately after disassembly and research-who makes Sony's technology powerful!Even Akio Morita had to admire himself.

This time, Akio Morita ordered more than 300 million Vanke VCDs to be counterfeited. As soon as they were shipped to the United States, they would immediately seize the American market. Even if Song Zhichao stepped forward to "crack down on counterfeiting", it would be too late.

The most important thing is that if Song Zhichao "cracks down on counterfeiting", it will be tantamount to destroying the super "brand" he created by himself--it will be difficult to distinguish the real from the fake in the market, and the Americans are very arrogant, and it is easy to be confused. He will lose trust in the "Vanke" brand --- and trust is the most important foundation for occupying the market. Without this foundation, Song Zhichao can only eat shit.

At the same time, Akio Morita will take this opportunity to put his own "Sony" brand on the counterfeit VCD, and become the new overlord of the VCD market.

Kill two birds with one stone!
This is Akio Morita's calculation.

(End of this chapter)