Chapter 823 There Is a Batch of Good Goods
"That guy really threatened us so openly?"
Tokyo, Chuo-ku, Toray Co., Ltd. headquarters. The white-haired President Rijue frowned, staring at several high-level employees in his office who looked like mourners. In front of him, not only the sales personnel, but almost the entire senior management of the company came.
"President, although it's embarrassing, we must seriously discuss this matter. Someone broke into my house yesterday and killed my two pet dogs."
"A bomb also appeared in my house, and it was a real bomb, a real one kilogram T*N*T. It's just that the fuze was not installed, but this is also unacceptable."
"I intercepted it halfway, and a murderer asked me to seriously consider my willingness to sell high-grade carbon fiber. He said that if I obstructed it, he would kill me and my family."
"The director of the sales department, Kimura, immediately called the police after being threatened, but died in a car accident. The murderer actually invited people from our sales department to talk. We really can't resist, so we can only ask the president to come forward to solve this problem."
From research and development to production to sales, a bunch of high-ranking officials in the entire company have been physically threatened. The president of Dongli found out that if the murderer really did something, his club could be closed in a day.
"The fourth generation Shimada Kunimitsu of the Ishii Society also blatantly intervened in this matter, asking us to agree to the murderer's request, and we were therefore under great pressure."
"The murderer said that if he does not give an answer within a day, he will kill again until we agree."
"That scary guy even expressed that he is not afraid of us calling the police. He said that anyone who dares to stop him from making a fortune is his enemy and will definitely die."
Dayjue, the president of the company, is in his dozen years, and he is shocked to find that the current situation has never been experienced before—someone threatened his entire club in order to buy and sell by force.
"It's really embarrassing to say, and it's hard to accept. This murderer not only threatened everyone, but also kidnapped my family." The old president also stood up from his seat choked with sobs and bowed his head, "He also Asking for a carbon fiber deal, I'm also trembling."
It turns out that the president was also threatened!
The boss got up and bowed, and a bunch of executives below followed suit, and then everyone started bowing continuously. You bowed and I bowed, and I bowed him. After bowing for a long time, everyone burst into tears-who is this provoking?
Why do we bow? Is it not our fault? We are the victims!
I don’t know, everyone bows, and I just follow suit.
A bunch of people were frowning, looking at each other. If one or two people are threatened, call the police. But now that everyone is threatened, it is not something that can be solved by calling the police. The most terrible thing is that the one who called the police has died in a car accident, and the president's family has been kidnapped.
So what to do? One day must give an answer!
If you don't give an answer, someone will die!
"Now it seems that the only countermeasure is to agree first, to ensure the safety of our own lives, and then make a long-term plan." When encountering unreasonable barbarians, President Rijue has no tricks. He has a lot of connections in the political arena and the police that can be used, but after he uses them, he doesn't know what the consequences will be?
"But what if the Americans find out?" Someone raised the most critical problem.
In order to limit the export of high-tech products to China, companies that produce cutting-edge products like Toray are monitored by the Americans. It is difficult to hide what products are produced, through what channels, and to whom they are sold.
Otherwise, there are so many espionage cases every year? Isn't that what the Americans did! If the Americans find out that Toray is actively involved in smuggling, they will definitely be punished severely, and some people will even be tried. A bunch of Toray executives frown suddenly.
"The Chinese said that we only care about production, and he will pick up the goods directly." Someone silently reminded, "Maybe we can ask the other party to pay the full amount first, and judge the sincerity of the other party."
There is no other way,
This condition was passed on to Zhou Qingfeng through Shimada Kunimitsu. He was very happy, and ordered five tons of M60 series high-modulus carbon fiber at one go, and the relevant money was directly transferred to the designated account. The only requirement was-I want the stock, and I want it immediately.
The payment of 15 million U.S. dollars was deducted by Ishii from the "Jite" payment, and it was in the hands of Toray Corporation in the blink of an eye. For 'Dongli', this amount of money is not much, but it is really a pleasure to give it.
If you give money, you have to give goods!
Uncle Zhou drove a truck and took five tons of carbon fiber from the frightened Toray executives. President Rijue even ran over in person, demanding to confirm the safety of his family immediately.
"President, don't worry, your family is temporarily living in Shimada Kunimitsu's main dojo, and everything is fine. You can contact them at any time, and you can even visit them." Zhou Qingfeng is very talkative as long as he has something .
However, in the eyes of the president and others, this tall man wearing a baseball cap, big sunglasses, and casual clothes is full of deterrence. The old president said sincerely: "Your Excellency must also pay attention to safety, this transaction must not be exposed."
"It doesn't matter, I will kill anyone who dares to expose it!" Zhou Qingfeng laughed, and ran away in a broken truck. This crisp and neat momentum made Toray's top management messy in the wind.
That's the end of it? pattern ah!
The amount is only five tons, how can it satisfy Zhou Qingfeng's appetite for making money. He finally came to Japan, so he naturally needed more goods. So after the first transaction, Toray's executives received another 150 million payment—50 tons of T1000 high-strength carbon fiber, in stock.
There is no negotiation process, no unnecessary nonsense, no obstacles and troubles, and the money is paid directly, just two words - demand goods.
Give it or not, you figure it out!
Can I not give it? With the first time, the second time is so much easier!
After President Rijue found out that his family members were safe and sound, he suddenly found that the business was doing well. In addition to the high risk, the profit is much higher than the market price! The most important thing is that the payment is too happy, and the full amount is paid directly, without delay.
What capitalists are after is profit!
After tasting the sweetness, people's emotions will be different. Before being forced to sell by Zhou Qingfeng, he was full of humiliation and worry. Now it's all about selling anyway, and selling a little is the same crime as selling a lot, so let's sell it openly!
In addition to the limited output of high-grade carbon fiber, ordinary products also have a huge market. When Zhou Qingfeng asked for the third time, he wanted 2,000 tons of T800 grade carbon fiber.
China has already broken through the technology of T800 grade carbon fiber in China, but the quality of raw silk is not good, the performance is unstable, industrialized mass production is lacking, and there is still a large demand for imports. The key is that people just don't sell it to you.
But with Zhou Qingfeng on stage, it's up to Dongli to decide whether to sell or not. Moreover, the two thousand tons of T800 grade carbon fiber cannot be paid at a premium, and the payment is based on the market price.
But the quantity of 2,000 tons was too large, and the total price was too high. Zhou Qingfeng wanted to transport it all at once, but he had no money to pay the bill. He had no choice but to call someone to find a loan, "Old Xiao, can you find a bank to lend me a loan of five billion dollars at zero interest."
"Pfft!" Xiao Jinlang, who was in China, heard this request, and sprayed all the tea on the table, "Boy, you think our family is running a money printing factory! Five billion dollars, and zero interest! You It's really easy to speak!"
"I have a good batch of goods in my hand,..."
"Ah..., this is a good negotiation!".
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