Spring Thunder Chapter 0253 Find a Buyer for Yourself
Nan Yi sat down, ate a few bites of food, drank a sip of wine, and then flipped through the newspaper from time to time. He saw a piece of news in the newspaper saying that Philips was about to launch the world's first laser record, also known as CD.
Now that the CD is about to be released, most of the technologies related to VCD and DVD should have been developed. In a few years, when MPEG video compression technology becomes available, VCD can be pieced together.
Nan Yi kept this matter in mind, and when he needed to do favors for others in the future, he would tell the other party about the VCD business.
You can do it yourself, or let Wenchangwei or Nanchen Village do it. VCD is destined to be a short-lived business, so there is not much point in doing it.
VCD is a product that sells well only in China. The expected sales volume overseas is extremely limited. Overseas, VCRs are already very popular and the videotape rental business is also very mature. There is simply not much room for VCD to grow.
The reason for this has a lot to do with intellectual property rights. If you want VCD players to sell well, you must first make the pirated VCD market prosperous.
As for wanting to use the patent to conduct exclusive business, or to make some ready-made profits by collecting patents, this is not very likely.
In Wan Yan's previous life, his boss, Lao Jiang, was one of the first companies in the world to produce VCDs. He did not ignore the application for patents. He just weighed the pros and cons and felt that it would be useless even if he applied for a patent. He did not think that anyone would take the initiative to pay him the patent fee. Instead of going through all that trouble, he might as well save the cost of registering a patent.
"Who are you? Weren't you in charge of serving the food just now?"
Nan Yi looked up and saw that the colonel had stopped a waiter. He took a closer look and saw that it was a familiar face.
"Colonel, give her a business card." Nan Yi said to the colonel, and then said to Leng Yan: "Student Leng, call me when you get off work."
Leng Yan was wearing work clothes and was in class. She couldn't sit down and chat with Nan Yi, as that would be a bit rude.
After saying that, Nan Yi continued to read the newspaper with his head down.
Seeing Nan Yi's reaction, Leng Yan's heart was as cold as her last name. She mechanically took the business card handed to her by the colonel, squeezed it hard in her hand, and wanted to throw it away, but in the end she held back and stuffed it into her pocket.
After filling his stomach, Nan Yi ordered some dessert and wanted to finish reading the newspaper in his hand before leaving.
The colonel walked up to Nan Yi and said, "Boss, the angle of the sunlight has changed. You should sit on the opposite side."
"OK."
Nan Yi nodded and sat down obediently at the table opposite. Listening to advice and having a full meal, Nan Yi was very happy to listen to the professional opinions of professionals.
After reading the newspaper and not wasting the dessert, Nan Yi paid the bill and left the restaurant.
A few hours later, Nan Yi, Chen Weizong and Nan Ruoyin were sitting in a Korean barbecue restaurant again.
While Nan Yi was helping Nan Ruoyin wrap the barbecue, he was watching Chen Weizong sitting opposite him stuffing the meat into his mouth with a hissing sound. The moment he opened his mouth, the bruises at the corners of Chen Weizong's mouth looked a little funny.
"Dad, I had an idea while I was at work today."
"What's your idea? Tell me about it."
"Isn't Christmas very important in China? But I asked the people in the company and found that Christmas products are not cheap. I think if I can order a batch of Christmas products from China and sell them back, I should be able to make some money."
"You have a good eye. You have discovered a business opportunity, but what you said is not suitable for Yigoo. The small Christmas items you mentioned are relatively cheap, while the large ones are a bit more expensive.
But if you want your products to sell well, the price should naturally be lower. However, Yigoo is a mail-order company, and each item sold will incur postage. The postage for small items is less, but the postage for large items increases exponentially .
Think about it, including the postage, what is your price advantage?"
"It doesn't have to be retail. I can order some and sell them wholesale to other stores."
"Hmm? Are you going to back out or are you going to make trouble for yourself?"
"Hehe, I'm looking for the east wall. If there is no east wall to tear down, how can I repair the west wall of Yiguo?" Nan Ruoyin smiled embarrassedly.
"You are so cowardly that you can't build the west wall so you want to build the east wall?"
"But... it's really difficult." Nan Ruoyin pointed at her head and said, "Dad, look, I'm losing my hair because of worry. "
"I didn't see any hair loss, but I saw the two whorls on your head clearly. You have to figure out the Yiguo matter yourself. Even if you ruin the company, Dad won't help you."
Nan Ruoyin was acting like a drama queen, and she pretended to cover her chest and spurt blood, "Dad, I am your daughter, blood is thicker than water."
“Don’t be funny.” Nan Yi wrapped the barbecue in lettuce and stuffed it into Nan Ruoyin’s mouth. “Eat it quickly. If you don’t eat the meat, others will eat it all.”
"Don't involve me. At worst, I'll eat your barbecue and return you a pig farm." Chen Weizong, who had been eating without restraint, finally became polite and put away the afterimage.
"Give me back my eggs."
Nan Yi spat, picked up the draft beer cup and took a sip. In the hot summer, it was really refreshing to eat some barbecue and drink some draft beer.
The barbecue restaurant they were in was located in South Korea Town, which is next to Flushing and is also a South Korean settlement area. Although it is adjacent to Flushing, the scenery on both sides is completely different.
It feels like South Korea City is more organized.
This may be related to the fact that South Koreans are more united. Since they are united, many things can be discussed and community construction will naturally be more organized, although Koreans are generally poorer.
As for the Chinese, it’s better not to mention them.
Nan Yi looked out the window a few times, then turned his gaze back to Chen Weizong.
"I asked you to come here this time so that you can go with me to see the address of the exhibition hall I chose for the construction expo, and also to tell you how to operate in the future."
"Why don't you just do these things? Why did you recruit me?"
"Nonsense, whether it's the construction of the exhibition hall or sending wine to the White House, it will cost a lot of money. If you don't come to watch, how can the villagers feel at ease?"
"Don't talk nonsense. My dad trusts you very much."
"Your father is your father, and the others are others. They only pay money but don't see any money coming back. It would be strange if the villagers didn't complain."
"Then don't say that. Although Yifa Market hasn't started to make money yet, everyone can see that it can make money. We absolutely support your arrangement. Even if some villagers have objections, my father can suppress them.
Nanchen Village can make money and everyone can live a good life, all because of my father's efforts. Everyone in the village respects my father. If my father trusts you, there will be no problem for others. "
Nan Yi nodded, "That would be great. I said before that if Nanchen Liquor wants to see a return on its profits, it will take many years. We will have to spend a lot of money on this liquor. Let me ask you, how is the beer business going?"
"The factory has been built a long time ago, and the machines are about to arrive. The first batch of beer will definitely roll off the production line before the end of this year."
"Then there's no rush. Since we can't make it in time for the summer, we can do it next year. Take your time and try not to miss anything. We'll have to come back and make up for it later."
"Um."
"Let me talk business. We are going to build an exhibition hall to hold the International Wine Expo and to promote the reputation of Nanchen wine. I have already found a place. It is in Yonkers, not far from New York.
After the expo, the next step is to think about sending the wine to the White House. Of course, it doesn't have to be the White House. France or the United States will also be fine. No matter where it is, it's not easy. Relatively speaking, the White House will be easier.
I won't tell you how to do it now. I'll find a professional to teach you how to do it. Be prepared to stay in China for a while, and I'll get someone to help you get a visa."
"I'll do it? But my English is not good enough!"
"If it doesn't work, go and learn. You can't expect a great master like me to do it myself, right?"
"How is that possible? You are responsible for giving orders and I will do the dirty work." Chen Weizong said, patting his chest.
"Come on, you're too stupid. I'm afraid you'll mess things up. Send a message to the village and ask them to send someone smarter so you can have a companion."
"Hey, Nan Yi, your words are hurtful."
Chen Weizong became anxious.
Nan Yi said with disdain: "Don't you see all the injuries on your body? If you had a brain..."
"Come on, come on, stop talking. You can't get over right?"
"whispering sound."
Nan Yi stopped complaining and just started eating the barbecue.
But after a while, his pager rang. He pressed it and saw that it was someone calling him from the car, asking him to go inside to answer the call.
"Sit down. I'm going to answer a call."
Although the satellite phone has been installed and someone carries it with him at all times when near Nan Yi, the number has never been told to anyone else. Only a few important people can call the satellite phone, and others are lucky enough to be able to enjoy the call forwarding service.
"Who called?" Nan Yi asked the person who stayed in the car as soon as he returned.
"The apartment said it was the woman from this afternoon. Here's her number."
Nan Yi took the paper, glanced at it, and dialed the number on it, "Hello."
"I am Leng Yan."
"I know, classmate Leng, why are you calling so late?"
"Are you free?"
"Yes, I'm in South Korea City."
"Then I'll be there now, in about half an hour."
"Then don't come. Go to Central Park. There's a cafe on the north side. Go there."
"good."
Leng Yan hung up the phone and walked out of the convenience store, still thinking about what she had just heard, "The gentleman is not here." Someone answered the phone and called Nan Yi "sir." It turned out that the guy who always had a patch on his butt seemed to be in big trouble now.
After the call, Nan Yi and his friends slowly finished their dinner, and then took Chen Weizong to a tailor shop south of Central Park.
"Welcome."
As soon as a few people walked into the store, a man in a suit came up to greet them.
"Welcome to Grant, sir and madam. I am Robin, the dressmaker. It is my honor to serve you."
"Hello, please take this gentleman's measurements and design him a summer suit."
"Yes, sir." Robin responded politely, and then said to Chen Weizong: "Sir, please follow me."
"Follow me."
Nan Yi said something to Chen Weizong, and took Nan Ruoyin to a sofa. As soon as they sat down, a woman came over and asked them what they wanted to drink.
"water."
"Cola."
"Please, a glass of water and a glass of juice." Nan Yi said to the woman, and then said to Nan Ruoyin: "Drink less Coke."
"oh."
Without even having time to drink water, Nan Yi walked to Chen Weizong's side to act as his translator, answering questions about his usual dressing habits, such as whether to put the clothes on the left or the right, and then listened to Robin's proposal, yes or no. After several rounds of conversation, they finally decided on the cutting plan.
“Do you provide door-to-door service?”
"Of course, sir."
"Then please come to the South Loft of Columbus Apartments tomorrow afternoon. Also, how much is it?"
"Including sales tax, the total is $2,936.25."
"Okay, please send the bill to the address mentioned above." Nan Yi took out his credit card and handed it to Robin. After paying the bill, he left Grant.
"Damn, this is a robbery. A suit costs 32,000?" Chen Weizong complained as he walked out of the store.
"Is the exchange rate to the US dollar now 11?"
"I came out this time to exchange it for this price, Nan Yi. A suit is so expensive. When I go back, my dad will definitely break my legs."
"Why worry about it? I'll give it to you."
"Give it to me?" Chen Weizong's eyes bulged and he took two steps back in fear. "You stingy guy gave me such an expensive thing. Are you planning to sell me out?"
"You really think highly of yourself. You're such an idiot, no one would want you even if you pay for it."
"Then I feel relieved. Hehe, it's rare that oil can be squeezed out of your body." Chen Weizong said shamelessly.
"My grandson, since the first day we met, you've been eating my food and drinking my drinks. You ate two oranges and broke my orange tree. I haven't even settled the score with you yet, and you still dare to call me stingy?"
"What's wrong with eating your two oranges? I don't even bring money when I eat out in the city."
"Wow, when did you get promoted? You've become a fat translator. Just stand still. I'll go buy two kilograms of oranges to honor you."
"Two catties? At least two loads."
Nan Yi threw the joke to the blind man, but he didn't know how to respond at all.
He returned to the apartment laughing and joking, helped turn the TV to the Chinese channel, and went downstairs again.
In the cafe, Leng Yan was already fidgeting, looking towards the door from time to time. She had been there for more than an hour, but the damn Patch had not come yet.
She just looked at the bill. The coffee here is not cheap. She ordered a more expensive cup. If she was cheated by the bribe, her three days of work would be wasted because of this cup of coffee.
Just as she looked at the door at 87,654.3 times, the light she had been expecting finally spread across the earth.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"It's okay. I just got here a while ago. Do you live nearby?"
"Well, I don't live too far away. How about you?"
"Chinatown."
"Oh, that's not too far. I remember you were assigned to Chang'an when you graduated. Why are you going abroad again?"
"My work wasn't going well, but I happened to have this opportunity. I'm currently studying for a master's degree in Columbia."
"oh……"
Nan Yi's ending tone is very long, if written on paper it can at least be dragged to the next chapter.
"What about you? Are you also studying in China?"
