industrial overlord

Chapter 681 Defending Europe
It's another spring season, and the 2004 Frankfurt International Industrial Equipment Exhibition is coming as scheduled.

Khedira sat in the coffee seat in the corner of the exhibition hall, looking at the exhibitor teams of various manufacturers shuttling back and forth, feeling very uncomfortable.

Over the years, the protagonists of the Frankfurt Equipment Show have always been European manufacturers, while American and Japanese companies are less popular, and they can be regarded as important supporting roles in the exhibition.Manufacturers from developing countries such as China, Brazil, India, etc., can only be regarded as nonsense in this kind of exhibition, and they are just named as passerby A or passerby B casually.

I don't know when, the number of manufacturers in developing countries has gradually increased, especially the number of Chinese manufacturers, which is growing at a rate of more than 50% per year.When the Chinese pavilion came to Frankfurt for the first time, exhibitors from all over the country jointly booked a booth. Now, they have booked two exhibition halls, which is not enough.On the big square in front of the exhibition hall, Chinese characters can be seen on almost every advertisement and every colored flag.Even if it is not a Chinese manufacturer, the promotional materials must be in English and German, plus Chinese content, for fear that I will miss the attention of that huge empire.

Just a moment ago, there were four or five groups of Chinese people walking past Khedira, and only two groups of Europeans with high noses.Are you mistaken, whose home field is this?

"These damned yellow people, sooner or later they will turn the Frankfurt exhibition into a China-only one!" Khedira cursed softly.

"Hey, Khedira, why are you sitting here?" Someone came over and greeted Khedira.

Khedira looked up and recognized the other party as Julian, the vice president of the French Ladour Industrial Group.Julian was also a person who participated in the St. Tropez meeting last year, and he has been relatively active in participating in the suppression of Chinese companies.

"Julian, sit down and have a cup of coffee." Khedira pointed to the seat opposite her and said to Julian.

Julian hesitated for a while, and finally sat down: "I have to go to the exhibition, uh... well, let's have a drink."

The waiter brought Julian a cup of coffee, and while stirring the coffee with a spoon, Julian asked, "Khedira, what were you looking at just now? I seem to hear you talking to yourself."

Khedira said: "Julian, don't you think the number of companies participating in our European exhibition this year is a bit small?"

"Really?" Julian was taken aback. He turned his head to look at the entire exhibition hall, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "It seems to be a little less."

"This situation is not the first year. According to my special statistics, three companies were lost last year, four companies were lost last year, and three companies were lost this year... For example, our old friend, the Italian company Ani, this year Did not come to the exhibition." Khedira said.

"Onney Company?" Julian said, "I have a general idea of ​​their situation. It seems that their financial situation is not very optimistic, and they are already applying for bankruptcy protection. Oh, it's a pity...they have always done a good job in terms of gears. very good."

"Do you know who crushed it?" Khedira asked.

Julian shrugged and said that he didn't understand the situation in this regard. Not everyone is as global-minded as Khedira. Julian usually pays more attention to his own business affairs.

Khedira pointed to a small colored flag hanging not far away, on which was printed a gear with one corner missing.Julian knew that pattern, which is the logo of a Chinese gear company, and this logo is also cast on all the gears produced by this company.

Khedira said: "That's it, China Maoqiao Gear Co., Ltd. The gears produced by this company are more than half cheaper than Angni's, and they have snatched away all of Angni's old customers. I heard that its president is a Chinese Farmer."

"Farmer!" Julian asked in surprise, "Can a farmer make a gear company to such a large scale?"

"Yes, it was this farmer who bankrupted Onni Company." Khedira said.

"It's unbelievable," said Julian, shaking his head slightly.He also knew the president of Onni Company. He was a Ph.D. graduate from a prestigious European university.

"I have said long ago that the Chinese are the most aggressive. It is a pity that our short-sighted European colleagues have not seen this. If everyone can collectively boycott the gears produced by the Chinese, then the company will not fall behind. To this point today." Khedira said sadly.

"Uh..." Julian was speechless.In his impression, some of the gears used by the Ladur Group seem to be imported from China, and the quantity is still very large.In this way, he was also included in the scope of short-sightedness by Khedira.But can this matter be blamed on European counterparts?The price of the gears of Angni Company is much more expensive than that of the Chinese, and the delivery of the loan is not as timely as that of the Chinese companies on the other side of the mainland. Shouldn't everyone choose more high-quality and cheap accessories?
"Khedira, is this why you want to organize a collective boycott of China?" Julian asked, changing the subject.

Khedira said: "Collective boycott? Heh, it would be great if everyone could boycott collectively. You see, there are more than a dozen Chinese companies participating in the equipment exhibition this year, and our suppression of them has not played any role at all. The reason is that we are too disunity internally.”

Julian sighed and said: "Khedira, with all due respect, the strategy you proposed to suppress China is simply impossible to realize. Do you know that we carried out oil-impregnated high-speed bearings on Chinese machine tool companies as agreed? As a result, the Chinese made the same bearings themselves, which in turn took away our market. I have said long ago that the potential of the Chinese is very large. We put pressure on them, but it will promote They've gotten better."

"No no no, it's not because we suppressed them, it's precisely because we didn't suppress them across the board. Some people defected, leaving the Chinese free to focus on problems they couldn't. I mean , do you understand?" Khedira asked.

"Of course I understand, you mean Marco. The damned German!" Julian cursed viciously.

Speaking of Marko, Julian was furious. It turned out that Gissen Company had agreed with everyone to boycott the Chinese. Unexpectedly, Marko went to China to sign with Hanhua before the ink on the agreement was dry. A strategic cooperation agreement was signed, and mutual shareholding was also made, which was well established.Relying on this relationship with Hanhua, Giessen Company won a large order for railway equipment from the Chinese government and made a fortune.In the case of generally poor performance of European companies, Giessen Company is thriving and has grabbed a lot of attention.

When Julian walked through the exhibition hall just now, he also saw the booth of Giesen Company. The scale of the booth was obviously much larger than that of other companies, and the decoration was more grand.On the back panel of Giessen's booth, the most eye-catching position is a photo of Giessen President Lutz and Hanhua Chairman Lin Zhenhua shaking hands cordially, as if they were afraid that people would not know that they were flirting with Chinese people.

For such an opportunistic enterprise, how could Julian calm down the resentment in his heart without scolding a few words.The only thing he missed was that Khedira was also a German.

Hearing that Julian opened the map and scolded the Germans, Khedira sneered and said: "Julian, you made a mistake, Marco is not of authentic German blood, his grandmother is French. We all know , the French are the favorites to surrender."

"Khedira, what do you mean?" Julian's face was purple with anger, don't hit anyone in the face, the French have surrendered several times, but they were bullied by you Germans?Besides, what's wrong with surrendering?By the way, you Germans also surrendered.

"Europe has been degenerated by some soft-boned countries. If the head of state hadn't been defeated back then..." Khedira spoke out his heart in a hurry.Although the head of state is a war criminal under the law in Germany, there are still many people who admire him very much, and Khedira is one of them.

Julian's eyes lit up: "Khedira, let me remind you, this is Nazi speech! This kind of speech is illegal in your country."

"What I said is just a fact!" Khedira retorted.

Julian said angrily: "Damn reality! You ALK are trying to contact everyone to boycott China because you can't enter the Chinese market. If I knew you were a Nazi, I would never form an alliance with you anyway."

"I'm not a Nazi. If you repeat that I am a Nazi, I will definitely break your nose!" Khedira's eyes also stood up.

Julian looked at Khedira, thinking that if there was a fight, he would not be Khedira's opponent, so he stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. The biggest mistake in my life, The reason is that I got to know you, and I still listened to your nonsense, and participated in the sanctions against China."

Khedira said: "One day, you will find that what you say now is the biggest mistake in your life. We are defending Europe, and you are actually cynical about this. Europe will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later. of."

Julian sneered: "Okay, you ALK go and defend Europe by yourself, you will not be accompanied!"

Seeing Julian leave angrily, Khedira laughed at himself, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, then took out a mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and said to the inside:
"Hey, El, please help me make an appointment with the EU official in charge of trade affairs. I think... By the way, it should be Hiatt? You tell him that I have something to talk to him about."

Putting away the phone, Khedira put a banknote on the table as the cost of the coffee, and then walked towards ALK's booth.In his heart, there was a burst of tragic emotion.

Well, leave me alone to defend Europe.

(End of this chapter)