Reborn in the red age

"Humph, Huaxin's chips are shoddy and technologically inferior. If they give up purchasing chips from Motorola, they will be doomed."

"They dare to use filters made in China, it's just nonsense"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the only material they import is the RF module, the rest are all made in China or from Hong Kong. Hahaha, their mobile phones are just a bunch of garbage cobbled together into industrial waste."

Dax looked at the investigation data and laughed wildly in the office.

"Yes, yes, that's a good idea, President. What a crap! They dare to imitate Motorola and produce mobile phones. Now we have to let them know the consequences," echoed the secretary Wu Qingyun with a flattering smile on his face.

Dax was very satisfied with this former Chinese lackey. He nodded slightly but said nothing.

Seeing that his leader was happy, Wu Qingyun tentatively expressed his concerns: "President, although the quality of the things they purchased is poor, the price is low. I am worried that they will continue to lower the price. You know, they have forced us to reduce the price by 4,000 yuan. Now our gross profit per machine is only 10,000 yuan."

"Don't worry, I have already contacted your famous Chinese writers. They will criticize our competitors in newspapers and magazines. Besides, our users are high-end users, and the garbage they assemble will not affect our sales."

At this point, Dax paused and said confidently: "Humph, to use the words of the bald guy in your war movie last year, the advantage is mine."

Wu Qingyun was flattering on the surface, but in fact he was constantly criticizing in his heart, "Your analogy is wrong. The person who said that the advantage lies in me was beaten black and blue and fled in embarrassment."
Of course, Wu Qingyun only dared to think about it in his heart. He didn't dare to remind him. After all, it was not easy to find a job with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan in China.

At Jiyang Intelligent Communication, which produces domestic mobile phones, after hearing the instructions from Huaxin, the secretary of the factory was so angry that he cursed Huaxin for being a big idiot for not making money.

From the other party's point of view, selling a mobile phone at RMB 12,000 is already very cheap. Now you are directly asking us to cut the selling price in half. How can our factory make any money in this way?
But there is no other way. The production authorization allowed by Motorola is in their hands. If you don't agree, you can only sue Motorola and you will have to stop production every now and then.

"Teacher Li, this is a sample produced by Jiyang Intelligent Communication according to our requirements. It has been connected to the network. I have checked it and the call quality is average, not as good as Motorola and the original YD9100. There is occasional noise, but it does not affect the use."

Secretary He Guangqin took a prototype that had just been sent from Jiyang, described his testing results, and then respectfully handed it to Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng, a young man addicted to games, put down his mouse, took the prototype from He Guangqin and weighed it first.

Well, it's heavy, not lighter than a mobile phone. Not bad, not bad.

The concept in those days was different from that in later times. If the prototype was lighter than the mobile phone, people would think you cut corners.
I simply tested the call function and found that the call quality is indeed poor, but it doesn't matter. For a mobile phone worth 5,800 yuan, it's enough that I can hear what is said in the microphone. Who needs a bicycle?

"Okay, tell Jiyang to start production, and produce 10,000 units first to test the waters."

"Teacher Li, although Jiyang is a company jointly established by the Fourth Research Institute and the Jiyang Municipal Party Committee, their funds are not abundant. The material funding pressure for 10,000 units of products is a bit high."

Li Qingfeng slapped his forehead and forgot about the current economic situation of domestic enterprises.

After thinking for a while, Li Qingfeng said, "Well, you call Jiyang. We will provide the funds for production, put the YD9100 brand on it, and pay them yuan for each machine. It's equivalent to OEM for us. Let's see if they are willing to do it."

"Okay, I'll call and ask right away." He Guangqin nodded and ran out to do the work.

After the office door was closed, internet-addicted youth Li Qingfeng continued to engage in the exciting battle.

The game department of Lemon Company has never given up the production and development of games since "Block Cube". After entering the 486 era, Lemon Company has released many computer games.

Many of them are classics that are popular all over the world and have made huge contributions to Lemon Company. Li Qingfeng even considered whether to make the game production department independent.

Jiyang received a call from He Guangqin. After several group meetings and discussions, they finally decided to do the OEM business.

The production cost is more than 40 million yuan. Jiyang is only a county-level city. The local government cannot come up with so much money and cannot bear the corresponding risks. It can only choose to earn the 2 million yuan in OEM fees.

Li Qingfeng did not find Jiyang's choice strange at all. He transferred the money to them and asked them to speed up production and complete the order within two months.

After resolving the production issues, Li Qingfeng called Chen Defa.

Ever since the coordination of the 1 billion worth of materials was completed, Chen Defa had already returned to Sijiu City.

Since Li Qingfeng said in person that he wanted to transfer him from Wang Weimin, Chen Defa did not report to Wang Weimin after the material coordination was completed, and basically severed the superior-subordinate relationship between him and Wang Weimin.

After returning to Sijiu City, Li Qingfeng did not arrange any work for Chen Defa, so he had been doing nothing. Every day he took his cousin out to play. Every day he was either in a nightclub or on the way to a nightclub. His life was miserable.

He used to be a strong man, but in the past two years, he has been drained of his body by alcohol and sex. He has become extremely thin and has to take Chinese medicine to replenish his body every few days.

When Li Qingfeng called, Chen Defa was still sleeping soundly with the princess in his arms.

Awakened by the ringing of the phone, Chen Defa answered the call impatiently and shouted into the phone in an unfriendly tone: "Who is it? Why are you calling so early in the morning?"

“I am Qingfeng Li”

Hearing these three words, Chen Defa immediately came to his senses. Brother, you remember me.

Just as I was about to sit up from the bed to reply, I felt a heavy object pressing down on me.

Looking down, it turned out to be a white thigh. Chen Defa kicked the naked woman off the bed, sat up and hurriedly defended his tone: "Brother, I'm sorry, I just woke up and didn't know it was you"

Listening to the woman's voice coming from the other end of the phone, as well as Chen Defa's low growl, Li Qingfeng didn't say much on the phone. After instructing Chen Defa to come to Huaxin, he hung up.

Li Qingfeng hung up the phone, smiled and shook his head. Chen Defa and Wang Weimin, the two younger brothers who had followed him from the beginning, were really more playful than the other.

One of them keeps falling in love with other girls and wants to marry his new girlfriend home, while the other one has no interest in getting married and has an expensive love affair with the princess in the nightclub every now and then.

Chen Defa drove for an hour and arrived at Huaxin's headquarters building.

It was time for dinner, and there was nothing to be particular about for Chen Defa, so he took Chen Defa to the cafeteria to talk while eating.

"Brother, do you want me to sell my mobile phone?"

"Yes, 10,000 units in the initial stage, are you interested?"

“Is this a product produced by our company?”

"No, the low-end version of YD9100 has a cost price of 4400 yuan per unit. Huaxin adds 4600 yuan in advertising fees and interest to each unit, so the price is yuan per unit. The market price must be yuan. Do you want to do this business?"

The reason why Huaxin got involved in the mobile phone business was to get its own production line moving, train its own technical personnel and design team, and lay the foundation for the next step of research and development and production of digital communication chips.

As for the small profit from the mobile phone, Li Qingfeng didn't take it to heart.

With a gross profit of 1,200 yuan per unit, this business can be done. This was the first thought that came to Chen Defa’s mind.

The reason why he didn't agree was that he understood the meaning of Li Qingfeng's words. This business was given to him, Li Qingfeng would not get involved, and he was equivalent to an agent.

After thinking about it, Chen Defa scratched his head embarrassedly: "Brother, I have saved some money over the years, but it's only three or four million. I can't afford more than 40 million worth of goods."

"That's okay. Delivery first, payment later. I'll settle the bill after you get the payment."

"That's fine, I'll do this business."

Li Qingfeng was not at all surprised by Chen Defa's answer. He instructed Chen Defa on some details and sent him back to contact merchants in Shanghai, the Special Administrative Region, Hainan, and Sijiu City who could obey unified dispatches and be ready to receive the first batch of goods at any time.

In the following days, with the help of Huaxin, domestic newspapers have been promoting news about domestic mobile phones, warming up the YD9100 which is about to be officially launched.

As I said some time ago, the advantage lies with me. Motorola's Dax is very confident in his products. He doesn't care about the news about domestic mobile phones that appear in newspapers every now and then, and allows Huaxin to advertise in the newspapers.

After a month of stocking up, the factory produced 4,500 mobile phones. Li Qingfeng felt that this was enough for the time being, so he took out all the goods and handed them over to Chen Defa, preparing to hold a press conference to officially announce the price and launch time of the domestically produced mobile phones.

As the time of the press conference approached, Wu Qingyun, a graduate of Peking University, got some news from alumni and worriedly found Dax: "President, I feel something is wrong. According to the information I got, the mobile phones produced in Jiyang seem to be very cheap."

"Cheap? How cheap can it be? I have already investigated their material costs, around 4,500 yuan. In China's scarce market, even if it is cheaper, it will be sold for 10,000 yuan. After all, no fool is willing to give up his own profits." Dax shrugged, not paying any attention to Wu Qingyun's reminder.

"If it was Jiyang, I wouldn't be worried, but this time it's Huaxin that's in charge, and Li Qingfeng from Lemon Company is behind it. I'm worried that they might not be interested in the small profits from selling mobile phones."

"Lemon Company is indeed a strong enterprise, and Li Qingfeng is also an outstanding entrepreneur."

Dax nodded, agreeing with the strength of Lemon Company. Then he changed the subject and continued, "So what? Even Qingfeng Li wouldn't go against money, right? You know, Lemon Company has always been known for its greed internationally, and their software is not cheap at all."

"You know, Qingfeng Li was once a teacher at my alma mater. Although I majored in Chinese, I once attended Qingfeng Li's class. From what I know about Qingfeng Li, he is a person who attaches great importance to technology. He has always invested a lot in technological research and development, and would not even blink an eye when investing tens of millions of dollars in research and development."

"Moreover, Qingfeng Li is very careful in what he does and never does anything that would displease America. When foreign capital withdrew in 91, his Lemon Company also followed America's instructions and withdrew from China. Why would he come to threaten Motorola, an American international company, just for a few million dollars of R&D investment this time?"

As Wu Qingyun spoke, Dax, who had originally been indifferent, gradually became serious.

He supported his chin with both hands and motioned for Wu Qingyun to continue his reasoning.

With the leader's signal, Wu Qingyun continued to speak more vigorously: "I have a guess in my mind. Li Qingfeng doesn't care much about the profits made by Big Mobile. His main goal is to get Huaxin up and running and accumulate experience in the research and development and production of communication chips by producing analog communication chips."

"After all, the development direction of the next generation of mobile communication devices has been clearly defined. The future is dominated by digital communication technology. They do not have any technical accumulation in the field of communication chips."

Dax waved his hand with a serious expression and interrupted Wu Qingyun: "You mean Huaxin wants to accumulate experience through analog communication chips to prepare for the next step of developing digital communication chips?"

"Yes, based on my understanding of Qingfeng Li, I think this guess is very likely to be true. In order to get the production line running, the price of the mobile phone must be very low. The selling price may be less than 10,000 yuan. I predict it will be around 9,000 yuan, and it may be even lower."

Dax's face turned even darker. The original prediction of 10,000 yuan already made Dax very unhappy. Now he was told that the price of domestic mobile phones would most likely be lower than 10,000 yuan, which made him grit his teeth in hatred.

After calming down, Dax forced a smile, stepped forward, patted Wu Qingyun on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Assistant Wu, thank you for your reminder. Without you, our company might have been caught off guard this time. I see your contribution to the company, and I will report it to the head office later to commend you."

"Boss, you are so polite." Hearing Dax's encouragement, Wu Qingyun's face suddenly blossomed with joy. He bowed slightly and began to show his loyalty:
"It is my honor as an assistant to be able to contribute my modest efforts to the company. Your recognition excites me more than any reward. I will continue to work hard and devote myself to the development of the company until my death." (End of this chapter)