Central, a restaurant with a very petty bourgeois atmosphere.

Gu Weili put the location here, and Chen Qi was very satisfied. When talking about serious things, don’t go to any tea restaurant or fast food restaurant. The waiter despised them for speaking Mandarin with a cold face, which greatly affected their appetite.

He and Guo Yourong are also old friends, so they ordered some food casually and made it straight to the point.

"You took over Huake?"

"Huake lost 200 million Hong Kong dollars! If you don't take over, you will go bankrupt. There is no way."

Huake's two major shareholders are China Resources and the Ministry of Aerospace Industry, which holds 30% of the shares and now takes over all shares and debts.

"I wondered, how did this 200 million be lost?" Chen Qi said.

Guo Yourong sighed: "They only know how to produce and don't understand the market. Moreover, the price is unified and has no autonomy. The previous boss's thoughts were a bit rigid. In short, don't regard your special cases as universal. Our China Resources is not as free as your Oriental Company!

You can develop as you want, and we have to follow the orders. For example, now our leaders are very different to you. Half of people think you are messing around, that is, our two families have a good relationship, so let me communicate."

"I still say the same thing. I don't understand technology, but I understand the public's preferences. I want to make some electronic products, and I will ask you for demand and you will produce them. In this way, if I have products, you will also have sales, and the best of both worlds."

Chen Qi smiled.

Huake makes integrated circuit chips for electronic watches, electronic toys and small computers.

"What's specific? What do you want to do?"

"Toys, games, game consoles, learning machines———— so many!"

"It sounds unreliable, it's hard for me to convince the leader."

Guo Yourong shook his head and said, "For example, if you ask for a request, we have produced a batch of chips. You are a person with high vision and are full of strange ideas. In order to meet your standards, we cannot guarantee that we must mobilize resources and even cooperate with the mainland, or even introduce new production lines.

What should I do if you can’t sell those things? If you keep your goods in your hands, our production resources will be wasted, and the two companies will be damaged."

Chen Qi was silent for a moment and said, "I can understand that the things I request are indeed quite unique, and it will cost you to put them into production. But I think this is still a matter of trust, and you don't trust me enough.

Why not do this? I will take you to do order business first, and then we will talk about it."

"You mean to give Huake a business?"

"I don't count it, I just want you to see it. In fact, there are markets all over the streets."

Chen Qi was prepared for this situation and took out a music greeting card from his bag. Guo Yourong took it and saw that the cover was a pattern congratulating Christmas, and a Santa Claus was sitting on a sled.

Opening it, the familiar Christmas song "Jingle Bells" suddenly rang out. It was this song: "Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, how happy we are to ski, we sit on the sled."

The inner page is completely blank, leaving only the place where blessings are written. There is a place that feels bulging to the touch, and it looks like the place where the circuit board and battery are hidden.

"This broken greeting card costs HK$30, and it can be sold madly on Christmas!"

Chen Qi lifted the greeting card and said, "There is a music chip inside. I am an amateur. I know that this thing is very simple and Huake can handle it in minutes. But why not do it? Go back and report it, get a sample first, and I will take you to find the buyer."

"Xiao Chen, you're a little too much."

Guo Yourong couldn't hold back his face and said, "Thank you for your reminder, but you have to lead us to find the buyer for this matter. It's not appropriate, right? It seems that Huake is full of pig brains."

"We have a good relationship, and I haven't said anything really hurtful. Didn't you just say that Huake is rigid? In this way,

You call a comrade in charge of sales and let's go together. You can see with your own eyes how he talks and how I talk about it?"

Chen Qi sighed.

"This--ok, I'll go back and talk."

Guo Yourong was also embarrassed, but he still agreed. The two families did help each other.

Music chips are a very simple product. Through the internal oscillation circuit and the external connection of a small number of discrete components, various music signals can be generated.

It is widely used. In addition to greeting cards, there are also toys that can make sound, such as electronic clocks, electronic doorbells, etc.

Huake made music chips for toys and was very familiar with them. Not long after, he made a sample.

This morning.

The climate in Hong Kong is a bit cool. Guo Yourong wore a coat and waited downstairs of China Resources Building. Looking at the China Resources Supermarket diagonally opposite, the business was very booming.

Thanks to Chen Qi's help in publicity, he invited celebrities to be clerks for one day, and then took variety shows, etc.

He looked at the auxiliary building of the building, and the sign "Oriental Theater" was hung. This is the second multi-hall theater of Oriental Company, and the first one is on the New Town Square in Shatin.

"We promised each other that if China Resources Department Store enters the mainland, we must tie up the Oriental Theater and spread it across the country - alas, before we knew it, they will become brothers."

Guo Yourong murmured to himself that the Chinese-funded enterprises in Hong Kong are only arrogant and domineering. Other units are very cautious and are quite envious in private.

"Brother Guo!"

At this moment, a man in his 40s hurried over and gasped, "There are too many people, I've been waiting for three subways, aren't late?"

"No, it's early! How are you in Huake?"

"Everyone is in a low morale and is looking for a market. You talk about music greeting cards, but I actually have similar ideas. I'm just going to try it. This time it's a coincidence."

"Just try it, sending you there is a solution to the sales line."

This person is named Xu Ming. He was transferred from China Resources and worked in the China Science Marketing Department.

He was obviously a little angry and said, "Brother Guo, that Comrade Chen Qi is very powerful, but this is too despised by others, right? He also took us to meet the buyer. I have been doing sales for so many years and have much more experience than him. When he thought of greeting cards, I also thought of them, what's the difference?"

"I know, but should I obey orders today? This may be related to a major cooperation between our two."

"snort!"

Xu Ming curled his lips.

After waiting for a while, he heard two dripping sounds, a van drove from a distance and stopped in front of him. As soon as the door opened, Chen Qi jumped down, and Guo Yourong quickly introduced: "This is Comrade Xu Ming from Huake Marketing Department!"

"Oh, hello!"

"Comrade Chen Qi has admired him for a long time-"

Guo Yourong secretly stabbed him, and Xu Ming swallowed the sarcastic moment of the second half. Chen Qi didn't care, so he got in the car and went to the largest music greeting card production company in Hong Kong.

In the car, Xu Ming was deliberately showing off, and Balabala kept talking.

"Now, music greeting cards are made of Japanese chips or Taiwanese. This thing is not difficult, we can do it completely.

I have also set my sights on this market, and it will be a good encouragement for Huake--"

Guo Yourong frowned all the way, but fortunately Chen Qi smiled.
Chapter completed!