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Chapter 278 - 195 The Exception to Exhaustive Schemes_2

Chapter 278: Chapter 195 The Exception to Exhaustive Schemes_2

"And now it’s still an era of globalization and division of labor..."

"Globalization and division of labor? That was before. Times always change.

Alas! How I wish I were just overthinking it..." Mr. Ren sighed.

He looked towards Mr. Yu.

"I’m somewhat reassured about the other departments, but it’s your terminal division... It’s our weak link."

"Are you talking about... chips?"

"Yes! It’s just a pity that back then we only established Si Hai for chip design, but we didn’t get involved in chip manufacturing," Mr. Ren said with regret.

Even though chips are known to be the hardest nut to crack, and even Hua Wei entering the fray might not have made a difference.

But had we entered the field earlier, at least we wouldn’t be so passive now. That’s the pride of being the leading private tech company in the country.

"No matter whether our speculations today turn into reality, next, you must immediately start the procurement of key components.

We must ensure at least a six-month... no! At least a one-year strategic reserve!"

"This..." Mr. Yu hesitated.

The biggest terminal business he oversaw was undoubtedly mobile phones.

However, the mobile phone supply chain itself is a production process that severely tests capital and inventory turnover.

After all, excess inventory means that funds cannot be recovered quickly, and one must bear storage costs and so forth.

In this regard, Apple has almost perfected the art.

First, they buy just enough raw materials based on consumer demand, ensure smooth logistics, produce the goods, and then deliver them to the customers hands, minimizing inventory in the warehouse...

As the CEO of Apple put it: We want to deliver products directly from manufacturing to the consumers’ hands!

Under this model, Apple’s inventory turnover days are controlled at an astonishing average of about 7 days.

That is, a product enters Apple’s warehouse and is sold within just 7 days, far surpassing the industry norm of several months.

Therefore, Apple is known within the industry as the "Master of Supply Chain"!

Hua Wei, already behind, simply couldn’t compete with others in supply chain management, and now to stockpile a large inventory...

This would undeniably lead to waste of resources and have a significant impact on competitiveness and profit margins.

As the person in charge, and with Hua Wei at a critical moment of trying to climb from the second to the top position in the mobile phone business, Mr. Yu naturally did not want any unexpected complications.

After all, he was known for making bold vows, having sworn to reach the top of the global market!

But seeing Mr. Ren’s familiar "undeniable" sharp gaze, he knew he couldn’t persist in his stance.

"Alright, I’ll revise the procurement plan as soon as possible."

Mr. Yu shook his head helplessly and showed a bitter smile.

"Speaking of which, you may not believe it, but yesterday in Su City, I actually heard a young man expressing almost the exact same views as yours."

"Oh?" Mr. Ren paused for a moment.

"What happened?"

So, Mr. Yu briefly recounted the events that had taken place in the private room the day before.

"The other party judged that relations between the two countries could not be restored in the short term.

As well as the battleground gradually shifting from the economic field to the high-tech sector, both conclusions are no different from your judgment.

Moreover, he was quite certain that our Hua Wei will be the main target of their future blows."

"Oh? There’s actually such a young person?" Mr. Ren’s interest was piqued.

You should know, even I was only alerted today after seeing the news of Xingzhong Communication being cut off, and at best, I only managed to deduce further implications from it.

It’s unexpected that someone could have anticipated the situation’s development even before this incident.

A young person, with such foresight, is truly a prodigy!

"This young man you’re talking about, where is he employed now?"

Seeing Mr. Ren wear that familiar expression of valuing talent, Mr. Yu felt a bit awkward.

"That... I didn’t ask."

After all, Meng Lang in his eyes was just "a friend of a friend of Hu Yifei," and there was no need to inquire further about his identity at that level.

Just when the other party’s analysis had piqued his interest a little, he had suddenly thrown out some nonsensical theories such as "frying in raging fire" and "if one place doesn’t shine, another will," which naturally made him dismiss them as "drunken babble."

"Oh, what a pity." Mr. Ren wasn’t too troubled by it.

"But..." Mr. Yu started to speak but then hesitated.

"But what?"

"Uh... He also said something else, but I think it was too alarmist.

He said that in addition to conventional methods, there might be some extreme and unconventional measures taken to suppress us."

"Extreme and unconventional measures?" Mr. Ren didn’t understand.

"He mentioned the arrest of Stoneal executives years ago..." Mr. Yu said cautiously.

Mr. Ren was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly skipping a beat.

"What else did he say?"

"This... he also mentioned Director Meng..."

Mr. Ren: "..."

Then Mr. Yu saw Mr. Ren, who was usually unshakable even when the sky fell, begin pacing back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows like an aged, furious lion.

Sometimes frowning in deep thought, sometimes with a face as grim as the still waters.

It was a long while before he looked at Mr. Yu again.

"Think carefully, did he mention any other key information?"

Seeing Mr. Ren’s serious expression, Mr. Yu dared not be negligent and immediately began to recall meticulously.

Key information... key information...

If the east isn’t light... ah, spit! That certainly doesn’t count!

"Oh right! He also talked about a book, it’s just that it seems to be unheard of in our country.

It’s called... right! It’s called ’The Trap of a Beautiful Country’!"

’The Trap of a Beautiful Country’?

Mr. Ren frowned and thought for a while, then picked up the mobile phone on his desk and dialed a private number.

"Hello! Chief Qin, I need a favor.

Yes! Help me find a book..."

...

At this moment, Meng Lang had no idea that the flap of his little butterfly’s wings had caused the direction of a mammoth ship to change...

At one in the afternoon, he had just returned home and was so exhausted that he collapsed directly onto the sofa.

Selling more than a dozen insurance policies had taken him a full three hours.

Explaining and consulting with a bunch of people, plus his unfamiliarity with the business, his head was still buzzing.

Before leaving, that Tony teacher and the bald manager had enthusiastically said they would introduce all their aunts and uncles next time, scaring him with a shudder.

In the end, even the cafe’s waitress came over to ask if he had any especially good financial insurance plans for her to consider...

The takeoff of a career can sometimes be so sudden!

The good news was, he had spent three precious hours to earn a commission of about more than twenty thousand yuan...

He could only shake his head and smile wryly.

Even the interest on his own savings was more than that, it was completely a waste of effort!

With that time, he’d have been better off writing more words!

Or at the very least, he could be doing some strategic planning for the Earth Resistance Army...

"Had I known, I would have fobbed it off on that Ma Qiao guy!"

Meng Lang massaged his temples, brewed himself a cup of tea, and then walked into his study...

...

This time, the book’s title seemed much more normal than the last.

’The Twin Cities Tactic’

The light blue cover with a hint of melancholy, the background was a vast sea.

In the sky floated carefree clouds, and a luxury liner sailed on the sea’s surface, leaving behind a long wake.

The name was Twin Cities, yet the painting depicted the ocean? What was the meaning?

And this "Tactic"? A typo?

Didn’t this edition have the funds to afford proofreading?

While grumbling, Meng Lang slowly turned the pages.

"It is the best of times, it is the worst of times, some have everything, others have nothing

Like you, like me.

Someone once said that we come to this world not to enact perfection, but to experience it...

However.

Perfection is nothing but relentless imprisonment

Regret is the most merciless form of perfection.

From the beginning, I had a meticulous plan, which I named—’The Twin Cities Tactic’!

I thought everything would go according to the script I wrote.

Yet there was still that one person...

Who became the exception in all my meticulous planning...]