The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor -
Chapter 607 - 607 572 Strive For
607: Chapter 572: Strive For 607: Chapter 572: Strive For After the clouds had cleared and the rain had dispersed, Liu Hun and Xu Qingwei talked about the motor company’s research conference.
It was only then that Liu Hun realized that the motor company wasn’t just using the conference to release new products—it was also looking for suitable agents and contract manufacturers in Lion City.
“You should be clearer about the situation in Mainland than I am; Private individuals can’t touch the domestic telecom business, so don’t even think about that,” Xu Qingwei leaned on Liu Hun, her hair not yet dry, a hint of damp sensuality from perspiration.
Liu Hun nodded and said, “I am aware of this situation, unless there’s major reform…
Forget it, let’s not talk about that.
How about the contract manufacturing factory?”
“It’s not bad!” Xu Qingwei said excitedly, and the piece of flesh that she had been playing within Liu Hun’s hand also popped out, “It should be able to resolve your current situation.”
“There’s no problem with multinational companies investing and building factories in Yuhua City, but we also have to consider the other party’s attitude,” said Liu Hun, feeling somewhat unconfident at that moment, especially since the workers at Mingyang Factory, aside from mechanical work, knew nothing else.
“I’m not too familiar with the situation on the Mainland either, so how about this: you draft a letter of intent, and we’ll discuss it with the executives of the motor company tomorrow after we meet them,” Xu Qingwei suggested.
That was Liu Hun’s greatest concern.
He was just about to get up from bed to write it when Xu Qingwei pressed him down and picked up the phone to dial a number, “Tell my secretary your thoughts, and she’ll write it down.
As for you…
just enjoy yourself.” With that, Xu Qingwei buried her head and dived back under the blankets.
The motor company’s research conference felt more like a negotiation meeting.
At the venue, Liu Hun saw not only various beautiful women but also a variety of people.
By listening carefully to their conversations, he knew they were also targeting the motor company’s agency and contract manufacturing opportunities.
“Darling, I’m going to talk with President Hank.
Call me when I signal, and bring the letter of intent,” Xu Qingwei said, kissing Liu Hun and then walking towards several foreigners.
“Using a woman’s connections?” Suddenly, some broken English came from behind Liu Hun.
Liu Hun turned around, only to see a dark-skinned Asian man.
“Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?” Liu Hun was not pleased.
“No no no, this is a public place.
How can you call it eavesdropping?
You spoke, I listened—nothing more,” the man said nonchalantly.
Liu Hun didn’t want to deal with the man and turned to walk away, only to be stopped by him again, “This is my business card, the general manager of the Philippines Cock Group.”
Liu Hun glanced at the name card, which read Asilo, General Manager of the Philippines Cock Group.
Although he didn’t like this man, he still handed over his card out of courtesy.
“Yanhuang Pharmaceutical?
What does this have to do with contract manufacturing and agency?
Are you at the wrong conference?
Besides, I have never heard of such a company,” Asilo asked, suddenly adding, “I didn’t expect my competitor to be like this.
Looks like I don’t need to worry too much.”
After that, Asilo tossed Liu Hun’s business card aside, “You’re not worthy of being my competitor, even if your woman has connections with them.
What matters in today’s society is interest!
Interest above all!
Do you know why the Philippines is developing so rapidly?
Have you been to the Philippines?
You should go and see!
Oh, are you from the Mainland?
Can you even use toilet paper there?
Better than North Korea?
Forget it…
I want my business card back!”
“I really hate you, you annoying fly.
Besides, your business card is too stiff to wipe my ass with!” Liu Hun said, throwing the business card back to Asilo, “And…
I really don’t know where such a tiny island country gets its confidence from.”
“Oh!
You’re the best at talking I’ve ever seen, second only to someone who escaped from North Korea.
He once boasted to me about the superiority of their system, yet he still fled.
Asilo said sarcastically, picking up his business card, “You poor Chinese, if you smuggled your way to Lion City, I might consider buying you a ticket back.”
“No need!
Save it for your own coffin!” Liu Hun dropped the retort and turned to leave, unwilling to listen to the fly’s blathering any longer.
Just then, Xu Qingwei returned to Liu Hun’s side, her expression not too bright, “Darling, the results might not be so good.
But…
we can’t give up trying.”
“Why?” Liu Hun asked.
“They’re too unfamiliar with the inland market.
Their ideas are so outdated it’s surprising.
They are…
still stuck in the era of the Republic,” Xu Qingwei said somewhat awkwardly, even she found these foreigners inconceivable.
Liu Hun hugged Xu Qingwei, “Thank you for everything you’ve done for me.
The rest is up to me.”
Xu Qingwei nodded and walked into Hall One, arm in arm with Liu Hun in a generous manner.
After the motorcycle company’s agent finished announcing the agency, a lot of people immediately handed over their letters of intent for contract manufacturing.
The three foreigners sitting on the stage discussed several letters of intent for a long time.
Suddenly, one of them picked up a letter of intent and asked, “Excuse me…
who is Mr.
Liu Hun?”
“He’s Hank, the president of the motorcycle company,” whispered Xu Qingwei to Liu Hun.
Liu Hun stood up and said, “I am Mr.
Hank.”
Hank, holding Liu Hun’s letter of intent, cocked his head as if it took him a long time to find the right words.
“Mr.
Liu Hun…
if what you say in your letter of intent is true…
I must say…
Western capital has undoubtedly found the paradise they’ve dreamt of.”
Liu Hun breathed a sigh of relief, ready to speak, but Hank continued, “I feel you might have deliberately exaggerated some…
benefits.
According to you, workers from Mainland China are…
how do I put it, cheaper than sand on a beach.
No need for insurance, short.term contracts, no unions, and even overtime pay could be non-existent.
This is simply unbelievable.
Mr.
Liu Hun, are you joking with us?”
Liu Hun realized that the money workers were earning was far too hard-won, but without these multinational companies, even that meager hard-earned money would have no place to be earned, and they would have to rely on government relief like the workers at Mingyang Factory.
“Yes!
I haven’t exaggerated anything!
The facts are just as they are!” Liu Hun said with some gravity.
He knew all people and all countries needed to go through a process of working for others before they could stand on their own two feet.
Hank looked doubtful and discussed with the two people beside him for a while.
He then raised two letters of intent in his hand and said, “We are undecided between these two letters of intent.
One is Mr.
Liu Hun’s, the other is Mr.
Asilo’s.”
“Ladies and gentlemen, if I may say a few words.” Asilo elegantly stood up, bowing to the people present.
“Everyone should be aware of Southeast Asia’s recent trend of development, with the Philippines leading all regions and countries.
In the Philippines, everything is secure, and…
at least we would never suddenly confiscate private property!”
A few people couldn’t help but laugh as Asilo reached this point, and Liu Hun knew that Asilo was mocking his homeland.
“While labor is not the cheapest, we have the best ports, the most skilled workers, the most secure system.
Gentlemen, why hesitate?
Do you really want to hand all the orders to this man?
To the illusion he has concocted?
I think Western capital, if it goes there, would be like…
throwing a meat bun to a dog: it goes and never returns.” Asilo arrogantly addressed Liu Hun, clearly speaking Chinese.
Hank nodded, thinking Asilo’s words made a lot of sense.
“Oh!
Mr.
Asilo, your argument is very compelling, perhaps we shouldn’t take this risk.”
“Mr.
Hank!
Everyone!
There’s an old saying in China, ‘seeing is believing’!
I hope you can go see it for yourself, look at the environment, look at the people there!
Then make your own judgment!” Liu Hun urgently stood up, knowing the country had just begun its reform and opening-up not long before, and many people still held prejudices against China.
He was even more eager to secure this contract manufacturing order.
“Mr.
Liu Hun, it’s obvious you have to understand that you’re out of the running.
The decision we make is not likely to change easily.
And…
we won’t waste precious time going to such a place,” Hank made the final decision, rejecting Liu Hun’s proposal.
“Don’t be a shameless pest, you understand?
Go back to your Mainland, I’ve got your plane ticket all ready for you,” Asilo said with pride, feeling as though he was floating on air.
Liu Hun wanted to say more but was pulled back by Xu Qingwei.
“Dear, Hank is a very stubborn man.
The more you do this, the more he’ll dislike it.”
“So we just let this opportunity slip away?” Liu Hun felt unwilling, and he couldn’t accept returning empty-handed, otherwise all the pressure would fall on Xiao Yanzi and Xia Yanran.
“I say, Hank!
You better discard that foolish letter of intent from the Philippine monkey, or you’ll regret it!”
As the venue fell quiet, suddenly, this voice spoke out, prompting Hank to look around angrily, while Asilo also craned his neck to see who was being so tactless at this moment.
“I’m over here!
Hank, are you going blind too?
Here’s my proposal, given to you for free, no charge.
Because I’m in such a good mood…
look at my hand, it can steadily bring the fish to my mouth without shaking,” the old man said wittily as he stood up from the corner and walked towards Liu Hun, under everyone’s gaze.
“Oh!
My God!
He’s Soros from Quantum Fund!”
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