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Chapter 516 - 457 Abnormal

Chapter 516: 457 Abnormal

"We can’t let the situation continue to escalate, we must issue a statement, apologize for the Rome fashion show incident, and express our sincerity to the East."

France.

Paris.

At the K.E. shareholders’ meeting, a blond-haired, blue-eyed man gave an impassioned speech.

More than twenty shareholders sat together.

"Apologize? Why should we apologize?"

A vice president asked.

"Why apologize? Isn’t it clear? Haven’t you heard the curses from the Shenzhou people toward us?"

"So? What’s the impact?"

The vice president leaned back in his chair and spread his hands.

"Shenzhou has never been our main battlefield. The annual revenue from there is negligible. Even if we close all our stores in Shenzhou, I don’t see a problem."

"Fuck!"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

This principle holds true everywhere.

The Western elite, in particular, generally despise the East, but not everyone feels this way.

This blond-haired, blue-eyed man was clearly an "exception."

"Although our market share in Shenzhou is not high, don’t forget, Shenzhou is now the world’s second-largest economy. Offending such a big country is absolutely not beneficial! And remember, Shenzhou has over a billion people, including countless overseas Chinese and Chinese expatriates, many of whom are our customers. If we don’t take any action, it will surely affect them."

The shareholders seemed moved by this reasonable and emotional speech, whispering to each other, thoughtful.

"Joe, I think you’re overthinking it," said the man in the chief seat, his arm resting on the table. His black hair and yellow skin made him particularly distinct among the white elite.

"Your considerations are good, but the people of Shenzhou are not as united as you think. Especially the ones overseas. Why did they leave Shenzhou? Because they lack feelings for Shenzhou, not to mention a sense of belonging; at least most of them do. I don’t think they will boycott us over such a small matter."

Clearly.

He was the second heir of the founding family of K.E., Takagi Gentarou.

A Frenchman who had renounced his Dongying nationality.

Joe frowned and said in a deep voice, "An apology statement won’t cost much. I think it’s all gain and no harm."

Takagi Gentarou smiled, a hint of scorn in his expression.

"A statement, sure, it doesn’t matter. But let’s look at what other corporations are doing. Meilijian, Deutschland... Which one of them doesn’t treat the Shenzhou people like easy marks? They dump poor quality products into Shenzhou, and the Shenzhou people still scramble to buy them, vehicles, cellphones... There have been many with quality issues that were recalled in other regions but ignored in Shenzhou. Have you seen the Shenzhou people do anything about it? They still pay up obediently."

Takagi Gentarou’s smile was radiant, "That’s just the way the people of Shenzhou are. They’ll create a fuss for a bit, and then it’ll be over. It’s not worth making a big deal out of, I think this is actually a free publicity opportunity, saving us some advertising costs."

Joe, as a major shareholder in K.E., wanted to object but seemed to be at a loss for words.

Indeed,

Just as he said, Shenzhou had already revived and was racing ahead at a breakneck pace, now a true world’s second-largest economy.

But in the eyes of Western society, there’s a common impression of the Shenzhou people.

Fools with money.

That’s right.

Many corporations differentiate in their treatment within Shenzhou, from small things like their clothing to big-ticket items like automobiles... It’s not just product quality; aren’t the prices the same? The same item could be several times more expensive in the West compared to its exported price to Shenzhou.

"Joe, I can understand how you feel. Isn’t your maternal grandmother Chinese? But the incident at the Rome show, we all know, was an accident and had nothing to do with us. Should we apologize just because they make some noise?"

Takagi Gentarou shook his head, "I don’t think it’s appropriate."

Perhaps as the group leader, or perhaps for the sake of "political correctness," many of the shareholders involuntarily nodded in agreement after hearing Takagi Gentarou’s words.

"Moreover, gentlemen, I have another piece of good news to announce. Before the meeting started, our stock price already surpassed the all-time high, breaking through 200 euros. This shows that our development strategy is completely correct."

Joy filled the meeting room instantly, the shareholders talked among themselves, their faces pleased and excited.

As capitalists, what mattered most was certainly profit.

Could it be that K.E.’s "hard stance" against Shenzhou had drawn favor from the Western market, causing a surge in stock price?

Joe instinctively felt something odd about the stock price hike but couldn’t put his finger on what the problem was.

Of course.

As a major shareholder in K.E., the rise in stock price was naturally good news for him.

His stance on dealing with the East might not align with the group’s general direction, but he wasn’t a "die-hard fan" to that extent.

Profit and loss decided everything.

At such times, he naturally had nothing to say.

Manhattan.

Uptown.

"Do you think our education will ever be like the West’s where there are no exams in elementary school, and schools just play with the kids?" asked Li Shuru as she turned her head.

"Envious?" teased Jiang Chen.

Undeniably, there is a considerable gap between East and West today, not just limited to the economy.