Reborn Tokyo Golden Age.

Chapter 246 Kent's Big Business
Tokyo, Aihua Co., Ltd. headquarters.

At this moment, Heitaro Nakajima was sipping coffee happily, and the expression of enjoyment was indescribably comfortable.

Tsk, it's summer, do you want to go to Hawaii for a vacation?

Well, there is also the person in front of me who needs to be persuaded.

"Ogawa, I've said it long ago. As long as we can open up the North American market, Aihua will definitely be able to create another glories.

Look now, our Walkman is sold out before it even finishes distribution.

What's this?This is the charm of Aihua!
Of course, this is also inseparable from the efforts of Ogawa-san.

So don't worry about it anymore, what is digital audio and analog audio. "

Hiroshi Ogawa's expression was still a bit tangled. He had already planned to apply to be transferred back to Sony's CD department.

Even if the application is not approved, it is enough to persuade Heitaro Nakajima to set up a CD department in Aihua.

After all, in order to promote the CD format, Sony now welcomes other manufacturers to join the CD Alliance.

So as long as Aihua wants to do it, there is no problem at all.

Originally, Heitaro Nakajima was also moved, but the news from the other side of the ocean caused him to temporarily put this plan on hold.

out of stock!out of stock!out of stock!The rush calls in the United States are almost bursting.

Heitaro Nakajima, who was still worrying about the development of Aihua, heard the sound of a fairy.

In less than a month, Aihua’s first batch of 30 Walkmans sold out at the speed of light.

Especially in the last week, the Aihua Walkman on the market seemed to disappear overnight.

Is Aihua's Walkman a hit in North America? !
After being surprised, Nakajima Heitaro only had excitement in his heart.

What does this mean? This means that in the low-end market, Baichuan Electric's Walkman is being beaten by itself.

Alas, Junior Brother Bai Chuan is so kind, he easily agreed to Aihua's request for authorization.

Nakajima Heitaro felt a little embarrassed, he decided to buy that junior a drink after a while, and take it as a thank you for his care.

Although he thought so, he turned around and informed the manufacturing department to make full efforts to produce the overseas version of the Walkman.

Be sure to take advantage of this great opportunity to seize the low-end market in North America.Whether Aihua can stand up for a while depends on this wave.

It is a pity that it will take at least a month for the freighter sailing from Japan to reach North America.

Heitaro Nakajima only hated that he still had too little stock and was too conservative.

Missed in vain, a great opportunity to swallow the market.

But this time the stocking will definitely be enough, he directly placed a production order of 100 million units, and waited for the products to come out and be shipped to North America.

Pulling back his thoughts, Nakajima Heitaro coughed lightly.

"Xiao Chuan, stay at the Walkman Division with peace of mind. The future here is bright!
In addition, considering the previous hardships, the club will give you a special reward.

There will also be a substantial increase in salary, please continue to work hard in the future. "

Now, Xiao Chuan hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement for the sake of his ability.

He also heard the news that Aihua Walkman was selling well in North America.

Perhaps, as Nakajima-san said, Aihua's portable listening may really be very useful.

Analog audio is analog audio. For the sake of Prince Shotoku, Ogawa decided to wrong himself.

After finishing Hiroshi Ogawa, Nakajima Heitaro hummed the Noh play while enjoying his own coffee.

By the way, I heard that Junior Brother Bai Chuan is in North America right now.

I don't know if Aihua's sudden advances will scare him. Thinking of this, Nakajima Heitaro picked up the phone, found the phone book and started looking for the address book.

beep~ beep~ beep

"Hello?"

"Hey, I'm the junior brother, Nakajima."

"Hmm?" Bai Chuanfeng realized after a while that it was a call from Neon.

"So it's Senior Brother. I don't know what's worth worrying about at this late hour?"

Heitaro Nakajima looked at the time and almost forgot that it was still night in the United States.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing my junior brother at such a late hour. In fact, there is nothing wrong, I just want to ask my junior brother how everything is going in America?
When we return to Tokyo, let's go to an izakaya and have another drink together. "

"Okay, junior brother, I'm also thinking about this." Bai Chuanfeng put down the pen in his hand, and nodded his thanks to an American sweetheart who brought him coffee.

"That's such a coincidence, so it's settled."

"no problem."

"By the way, everything is really normal at the junior brother's place, and the business of Baichuan Electrical Appliances is progressing smoothly?"

"Occasional fluctuations, but everything is under control."

"Yeah, that would be great."

Hanging up the phone, Nakajima Heitaro frowned.

Everything under control?Liar.

He didn't believe that Baichuan Electric would not be affected at all under the circumstances of Aihua's explosive sales.

It seems that the junior brother is trying to save face after all, even if his face is swollen from slaps, he still wants to act fat in front of his brother.

Alas, it seems that I have ordered this glass of wine for my brother~
On the other side of the ocean, Bai Chuanfeng hung up the phone with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Since that senior is so concerned about the situation of Baichuan Electric Appliances, he might as well confirm the situation with Ulis and the others.

It was so late, Bai Chuanfeng was still working overtime at the branch.

Not only him, but also Julius and Howard.

After all, with so much money invested, it is also necessary to keep an eye on the market all the time, in case something unexpected happens.

Ten minutes later, in the conference room, Bai Chuanfeng and the others gathered together again.

"Ulis, talk about the situation." Bai Chuanfeng skipped the greetings and went straight to the point.

"Currently Aihua's Walkmans on the market, except for the ones sold at the beginning, have been collected and sent to those three cities by us.

As the boss said, through local gangs and some special means, they are only open to Africans, and whites will not sell them. "

"Very good." Bai Chuanfeng nodded, "How is the effect?"

Hearing this question, both Howard and Ulis laughed.

"Boss, I have to say that you have a genius-like mind. The fact is that the effect is better than imagined.

Since the old blacks got those low-priced Walkmans, they have been showing off to the people around them non-stop.

It is said that this is the gospel from Wakanda, that Aihua is a brand of African descent, and so on.

Coupled with the fact that some white people wanted to buy from them but were ridiculed, now our Aihua has almost become the national light of African Americans. "

"Haha~"

Hearing Ulis's exaggerated performance, Howard couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing.

"That's not all. I heard that some African-Americans have gone too far, causing some coffee shops in white areas to hang signs directly at the door. African-Americans and Aihua are not allowed to enter!"

"Ha..." Even Bai Chuanfeng couldn't help laughing this time. If you want to talk about the whole job, the old beauties are not bad at all.

"Boss, now Aihua belongs to the same category as watermelon, fried chicken, and grape soda."

After laughing, Uris added something meaningful.

What political correctness and racial discrimination, sorry, the latter is the main theme in North America at the moment.

Just look at the expressions of Howard and the others, everyone is used to it.

They will never touch anything with African colors, and they will never associate with them.

"Did all these Walkmans go out?" Bai Chuanfeng pinched his chin and began to ponder again.

"Yes, because the price is low enough, the sales are very fast. More than 20 Walkmans were eaten up by old blacks in just one week."

What is more than 20, there are more than 100 million blacks in New York, not to mention the addition of several cities.

Of course, Bai Chuanfeng would not think about letting these old blacks have one, he just needs to equate Aihua and African-Americans.

"Boss, what should we do next?" To be honest, Julius couldn't wait to see whether Aihua would still be welcomed by African-Americans in the future.

"Next?" Bai Chuanfeng smiled, "Except for continuing to think of ways to tie the two closer, the rest is just one word, wait."

Howard and Ulis looked at each other with anticipation.

It will take time for African Americans to be equated with Aihua.

However, as long as this consensus is reached in some mainstream cities, it will soon spread to surrounding satellite cities.

At this time, Shirakawa Electric does not need to do more, just wait for market feedback.

June passed by in a hurry, and July followed.

"Boss, the goods have arrived! The goods have arrived!" Jim looked excited and went straight to the abandoned warehouse where they usually gathered.

"Jim, are you sure the source of the news is reliable?" Kent stepped forward and grabbed Jim by the collar.

"Of course." Jim nodded straight as a pecking rice, "Uncle Sam has a large number of ready-made items."

"Okay." Kent clapped excitedly, "Today we are going to discuss a big business."

In the past month, Kent has made a lot of money by being Aihua's second-hand businessman.

But at this moment, he is no longer satisfied with buying goods from Bailey's father. He dislikes that Bailey's father releases too little goods every time, and he doesn't give much kickbacks.

Kent has a bigger appetite now, he wants to find a bigger supplier himself, and be the agent of Aiwa in Queens and even New York City.

So he, who was about to start a big business, took a big help and went straight to Uncle Sam's store two blocks away.

The shop there was bigger than Papa Bailey's. Although it was run by a white man, Kent felt that he could bear the humiliation temporarily for the sake of big business.

After a while, Kent and the others arrived at Uncle Sam's store. The salesperson from afar saw a group of black ghosts coming, and was so scared that he almost called the police.

"Yo! Aihua Walkman, all of them!" Kent folded his arms and raised his chin with an indescribably cool expression.

"What?" The salesperson was dumbfounded.

"I said" Kent emphasized, "I want all the Aihua Walkmans here!"

The salesperson still looked at Kent stupidly, "Sir, are you sure, one is $99, and we have more than 1000 in stock in our warehouse, do you want it?"

"Wait" This time it was Kent's turn to be confused, "What $99, isn't it $59?

Mother FK!You don't think I have no IQ and want to blackmail me, do you? ! "

Speaking of which, Carter had already grabbed the salesman's collar with one hand and lifted him up.

"Sir, did you make a mistake. Aihua's Walkman is very scarce, and the price has increased now."

The salesperson explained tremblingly, while slowly reaching under the counter.

He could see that these niggers were here to rob.

The Aiwa Walkman was so popular that the first batch sold out at the speed of light as soon as it was put on the shelves.

Now after a month, it finally arrives again, of course the price will increase.

Made a mistake?Kent rolled his eyes, then he slowly approached the salesperson and whispered.

"Wakanda"

"What?" The salesman was stunned.

"Wakanda!" Kent patiently corrected the code again.

The salesperson was still in a daze.

"Mother FK! I said Wakanda!" Kent growled, "Hurry up and take out the Aihua Walkman in your store. It's our African-American thing, and you white skins can't touch it."

Kent held the salesman by the collar and shook him like noodles.

"boom!"

Jim, who was standing behind Kent, shuddered, he was too familiar with the sound.

In the past, relying on his keen sense of smell, he escaped countless gang fights.

Not only him, but the other members of the gang subconsciously took out the things on their bodies the moment they heard the voice.

Other customers in the store heard the gunshots and ran away screaming.

Under Jim's horrified eyes, Kent, who was as majestic as King Kong, just fell down straight.

What followed was the trembling figure of the salesperson holding a black pistol.

"Damn it! He killed Boss Kent!" The gangsters in the gang yelled regardless.

Then, under the leadership of someone who didn't know, they took the guy and said "Bang! Bang! Bang!" to the salesperson.

During the chaos, he helped the members finish their guns, and immediately ran into the store to start buying for zero yuan.

The Aihua Walkman is the first among them, and some other high-value products are not let go.

Electrical appliances, guns, etc. are all available, and even when you leave, you don’t forget to grab a handful of chewing gum at the door before you run.

As for Kent, he lay on the ground side by side with the salesperson with his eyes wide open, as if he was still talking about big business.

(End of this chapter)