"The flight from Tokyo's Haneda International Airport has arrived …" At the exit of Yaodu Airport, a sweet announcement sounded. Then, a few men in brown suits walked out with the same suitcases. The one in the lead was a middle-aged man who was completely bald on the top of his head.
"Mr. Honda! It's great that we meet again! " Ichiro Honda walked out of the exit and saw the general manager of Wanfu Group, Hao Yongtong, who came to greet him. This was an old acquaintance of Ichiro Honda. When the two groups communicated, it was Hao Yongtong who communicated with him.
"Hao Sang, it's been a long time. I missed you too!" Honda Ichiro said this, but he just shook Hao Yongtong's hand and walked straight ahead. Hao Yongtong's expression was bitter, but he still caught up and followed behind Honda Ichiro attentively. They got into a Mercedes-Benz business car.
"Mr. Honda, you look good today!" Hao Yongtong tried to find something to talk about.
"No, I don't look good!" Ichiro Honda's words made Hao Yongtong speechless. He could only smile awkwardly.
"Mr. Honda, if you have any complaints, you can tell me now. I will solve it for you!" Hao Yongtong said quickly.
"Complaints? Hao Sang, it's not that I have any complaints about you, but the company has a lot of complaints about me. Maybe when you see me again next year, I won't be the company's vice president!" Ichiro Honda said angrily. Hao Yongtong was embarrassed.
"Ho-san, I don't understand. Our Tamiya Corporation has so many excellent products, toys, and models. How can you give us such results in one year? The total number of orders is less than 5 million, and it's in Japanese Yen. Our sales in Gunma County, a rural area, is more than your sales in China. What kind of company are you running? Why don't your company continue to exist?!" Honda Ichiro did not care about his elegance and directly scolded.
Ichiro Honda was indeed under great pressure. It had been more than a year since the cooperation between Tamiya and the Wanfu Group. During this time, the Wanfu Group had given Tamiya a very bad answer.
For a whole year, the Wanfu Group had only placed orders of more than 10 million, and then more than 5 million of them were returned to Tamiya. In other words, the Wanfu Group had only done less than 5 million of business for Tamiya, and it was in Japanese yen.
Just like what Honda Ichiro said, any order from Gunma County was better than Wanfu. One must know that Wanfu was the agent of the entire Chinese market.
Now, the higher-ups of Tamiya Corporation were furious and started to find someone to take the blame. Ichiro Honda, who was in charge of signing the contract, was naturally the best person to take the blame. Moreover, many people in the company wanted to see the beautiful scene of Ichiro Honda's downfall.
In the past few months, Ichiro Honda had lost all his hair. This time, he came to Hua Xia to risk his life. He had already promised the head office that he would completely open up the Hua Xia market in 1992. He would make at least 100 million yen worth of orders. Otherwise, he would take the initiative to resign.
Therefore, the pressure on Tamiya now was quite great.
"Your company's things are too expensive …" Hao Yongtong said with his head lowered.
"Expensive? We use the global retail price. Whatever the price is in Fusang, it's the same here. It's not expensive at all! "Ichiro Honda said firmly. Hao Yongtong was speechless again.
"Well, even if Hua Xia is an economically backward area, there are still some rich people in a backward country. Why can't you open up their market?" Ichiro Honda actually knew that his price was too expensive compared to Hua Xia, but he obviously couldn't admit this. Otherwise, it would be against the company's pricing policy.
Hao Yongtong didn't know what to say next. Some people sat in the car in silence until the car stopped and arrived at the street where the Wanfu Group was located.
It wasn't the first time Ichiro Honda came to the Wanfu Group. He didn't need Hao Yongtong to lead him. He walked directly in the direction of the building. When he passed by an alley, suddenly, two little boys attracted Ichiro Honda's attention.
"Charge! Charging War God! You're the fastest! "
"Don't give up! Sonic War God, there's a bend in front. You won't lose to him! "
The excited roars of the two children filled the entire alley. Ichiro Honda looked in the direction of the sound and saw the two children running wildly in the alley, as well as the two mini 4WD vehicles that were also running wildly when they were alive.
"Search!" Ichiro Honda's face looked better. It seemed that the Wanfu Group had worked hard. At least in their headquarters, Yao Du, the mini 4WD cars were not bad.
Ichiro Honda took a few more steps forward. When he passed through another alley, he was surprised to find that there were six mini 4WD cars in a race. At the same time, there were twenty to thirty children watching from the side. They were shouting excitedly and crazily. Their voices were almost hoarse from shouting.
"Not bad!" Ichiro Honda's face looked better.
However, when he arrived at the entrance of the company, he saw that there were children piecing bricks together to form a simple race track. Then, dozens of children were eagerly lining up to use the race track to compete. Ichiro Honda's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Hao Sang, you were lying to us. Our mini 4WD cars are selling so well in Hua Xia, but you ordered less than 1,000 boxes. Tell me, did you buy goods from other regions through other channels? You're smuggling goods. This is a serious violation of our contract! "Ichiro Honda said angrily.
Along the way just now, he saw no less than 30 children holding mini 4WDs in their hands. From this point of view, he estimated that there were probably hundreds of thousands of mini 4WDs in the entire Yaodu. However, the total number of mini 4WDs ordered by Wanfu was less than 1000 boxes.
When it came to mini 4WD cars, Ichiro Honda became even angrier. This was because about a few months ago, Wanfu Group suddenly placed an order for more than 10,000 mini 4WD cars in one go. At that time, Ichiro Honda was very happy. He thought that Hua Xia's sales could be saved.
However, in less than a month, more than 9,000 boxes of mini 4WD cars were returned. Ichiro Honda was so angry that he lost a pillow of hair.
"Mr. Ichiro Honda … You're mistaken. These aren't mini 4WD cars from the Tamiya Group!" Hao Yongtong lowered his head and said helplessly.
"Nani!" Ichiro Honda was stunned for a moment. Then, he strode to the children, grabbed the weakest child, and said in broken Chinese, "Kid, show me your mini 4WD car!"
The child was frightened on the spot. Then, he began to cry loudly. The children around him were so scared that they scattered in a hubbub.
Ichiro Honda didn't care about this. He practically snatched the mini 4WD car from the child's hand. He held it in his hand and observed it several times. Ichiro Honda had to confirm that although all the parts of this mini 4WD car were almost exactly the same as those of the Tamiya Group, it was indeed not a mini 4WD car from the Tamiya Group.
This was because the most important chassis model and the outer shell model were not the ones sold by the Tamiya Group. This was definitely not something produced by the Tamiya Group!
"Idiot!" Ichiro Honda couldn't help but curse. Then, he smashed the mini 4WD car to pieces.
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