Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 481 493 [Song Zhichao's Ambition]

Hilton Hotel, in the private VIP room——
Jack Walton has been waiting in the VIP room for about 10 minutes, but no one has come yet.

This kind of high-end VIP room is usually equipped with closed-circuit TV or something. When he was bored, Jack turned on the TV and adjusted the channel with the remote control to watch.

Apart from talk shows, the most popular TV program in the United States is professional football. At this moment, the TV is rebroadcasting this year's spring games. Elite teams from [-] states gather together to compete for the field.

Jack tuned the station here and stopped moving. He held the remote control in his hand and stared at the big screen. Because of family accidents, he went to watch the game almost every year, but this year he missed the spring alone. decisive battle.

In fact, Jack Walton was a member of the varsity football team in college and played for the Texas "Cubs" until he graduated.

Originally, Jack's dream was to become an excellent rugby player when he grows up. Unfortunately, things went against his wish. Who made him have a different identity and a different family background, so the path he wanted to take was also different.

Just as Jack silently watched the rugby match on TV and sighed in his heart, the door of the VIP room was opened. Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong pushed open the door and stood left and right. Song Zhichao came in from the outside.

"Sorry, Mr. Jack, I kept you waiting." Song Zhichao took off his coat with a smile and threw it to Jin Jiu.

Jin Jiu skillfully helped him hang the clothes on the hangers.

Here, Niu Xiong stepped forward to help open the chair, and Song Zhichao sat down.

Jack thought that after sitting down, the two would talk in detail, and he was full of questions and was about to seek answers.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhichao suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers, saying, "Serve!"

Then I saw a group of waiters carrying trays and pushing dining carts with fine wines, snacks, etc., filing in.

The aroma is tangy, the color and fragrance are delicious.

Truffle, foie gras, caviar --- the top steak in France.

and other delicacies.

Even with his eyes closed, Jack could still recognize the delicacy cooked by the most senior five-star French chef in the Hilton Hotel.

"Sorry, it's almost noon—let's have dinner first." Song Zhichao explained to Jack with a smile.

Song Zhichao was fine if he didn't say that, Jack felt a little hungry when he said that, not to mention that there were so many delicacies in front of him, it was enough to whet his appetite.

"Don't be shy, let's start!" Song Zhichao made a gesture, picked up the knife and fork first, and started to enjoy.

Seeing this, Jack was not polite --- he was really hungry, so he also picked up the knife and fork, and cut off the tender steak.

……

After half an hour—
Song Zhichao took a sip of the red wine produced in the Bordeaux region of France, put down the glass gracefully, then took off the napkin and wiped his lips.

On the opposite side, Jack had almost finished his meal. He crossed his knife and fork on the dinner plate in a gentlemanly manner, indicating that he had finished eating, and then took a sip of the red wine.

Next to him, a beautiful blonde waiter held a full amount of red wine that was more expensive than her three-month salary, and continued to refill the drinks for Song Zhichao and Jack.

Holding the wine glass, Song Zhichao nodded to the beautiful woman as he saw the bright red wine slowly dripping down the wall of the wine glass, and said, "Keep the wine, and remove the rest!"

The beautiful waiter nodded, and started to work with the others to remove all the steak, bread, soup and so on.

Soon, the VIP room returned to its original state, and the table was clean, only red wine and red wine glasses.

Song Zhichao signaled Jin Jiu to tip the waiters and sent them away, then Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong also went out and closed the door behind them.

This time, only Song Zhichao and Jack were left in the room.

"Okay, dear friend, I know you have a lot of questions to ask me, so let's get started!" Song Zhichao sat up straight with his hands propped up like a pagoda, giving people a sense of determination and confidence.

Jack had to admit that the Chinese man in front of him was really attractive, at least he couldn't be so calm when he was in his position.

"So, the first question, dear Mr. Song, how did you know my name?" Jack asked, staring at Song Zhichao with burning eyes.

Song Zhichao smiled, "It's very simple. It is very difficult to find a person named Jack in the huge United States, but it is very easy to find a person named Jack Walton. After all, the Walton family is very famous in the United States. The family's Wal-Mart supermarkets are all over the world..."

Jack smiled wryly: "I have always wanted to distance myself from Walton, but I didn't expect to be associated with it in the end."

"This world is originally, people, family members, families, and then formed into towns, and then from towns into cities, into countries --- people are very small, so small that you can't escape the original system."

"Hehe, dear Song, you seem to know me very well." Jack sneered, "You also deliberately threw the invitation letter to the gypsy girl Martha, and asked her to give it to me, right?"

Song Zhichao didn't deny it, held up the wine glass, took a sip of the red wine, and said with a corner of his mouth, "I think it's more meaningful to get acquainted with a story. At least you will think of me after many years, and I will think of you too."

"Hehehe!" Jack laughed, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with a bang, the wine glass was placed on the table, and the wine splashed out, staring at Song Zhichao: "So, how much do you know about my story?"

Song Zhichao smiled, shaking his wrist, shaking his red wine glass, "If you want to hear it, I'll tell you—Jack Walton, a native of Texas, the eldest son and grandson of the Sam Walton family..."

Song Zhichao talked about Jack's origin in detail.

It turned out that since coming to the United States, Song Zhichao's plan was to follow the sales route of department stores and supermarkets, directly abandoning the agents who made the difference in the middle, and let VCDs really face consumers on the shelves.

For this reason, Song Zhichao did not hesitate to resort to cheating, and won the trust of pop king Michael Jackson by giving away songs, and finally signed a "secret contract" with him secretly. The video will be released in the form of a global VCD disc, equipped with a freshly baked VCD projector, and will be sold extensively in North America.

According to Song Zhichao’s calculations, and according to today’s Wang Mike’s popularity, as soon as the VCD is on the shelves, at least 200 million units can be sold (according to the worst calculation)—you know, the global sales of Mike’s “Dangerous” album last year exceeded [-] million of.

One unit is calculated at US$1000, and 200 million units is US$20 billion (equivalent to tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars). If you use the agency marketing model and deduct the money earned by the agent, the final amount in Song Zhichao’s hands is only [-] to [-] million at most. In dollars, the biggest profits are swallowed up by agents and their channels.

Song Zhichao didn't want to do this.So he chose a very direct method, which is to bypass the agent and directly find channels to sell on the shelves.

In the end, Song Zhichao locked his target on Wal-Mart, the largest department store chain in the United States.

(End of this chapter)