Hong Kong movies: What era is this? Are you still playing the dwarf mule game?

"Mr. Lin, I wonder if I can help you in any way during this visit to Sakura. Please feel free to ask." Kazuo Kusakari said sincerely while sitting in a wheelchair.

"It's okay. I just came here to take a look and do some small business. I wonder if you are interested, Mr. Kusakari?"

Kusakari Kazuo's smile was a little stiff after hearing Lin Yi's words.

"Mr. Lin, you may not know much about us here. Guns are also strictly controlled here, so,"

Kusakari Kazuo misunderstood. He thought that the business Lin Yi was talking about was selling guns and ammunition.

There was no way. Boss Lin had left a deep impression on him.

Ever since he saw Boss Lin's arsenal, the neatly arranged rows of rocket launchers, assault rifles... made a deep impression on Kazuo Kusakari.

Kazuo Kusakari no longer had any hope for his own Yamamoto Zu's little melons and two dates.

Lin Yi: ...

"Mr. Kusakari, you misunderstood. In fact, I am a serious businessman."

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Lin, you are indeed a serious businessman." Kusakari Kazuo echoed.

Forget it, seeing the other party's expression, Boss Lin decided not to explain.

Impressions are sometimes difficult to change.

"Mr. Kusakari, do you have any dealings with people from the Mitsui Group?" Lin Yi suddenly asked.

"This," Kusakari Kazuo smiled awkwardly. "Mr. Lin, although the Yamamoto Group has some status in Sakura. But," he thought for a while and organized his words.

"The Yamamoto Group is like the clubs such as He Liansheng and Hongxing in your Hong Kong Island, and the Mitsui Group is like HSBC, Jardine Matheson, and Swire."

After such an explanation, Lin Yi understood.

Does Hongxing have face in front of HSBC?

The answer is of course no.

"Is that so?" Boss Lin touched his smooth chin. His thoughts were indeed a bit simple.

Although he had successively acquired industries such as the Golden Gate Building and Hutchison Whampoa, in the eyes of the Mitsui Group, these were nothing.

If he wanted them to pay attention, he had to do something.

As the saying goes, peace can only be won at the negotiation table, and there has never been peace that was negotiated.

The Mitsui Group includes Mitsui Bank, Mitsui & Co., and Mitsui Real Estate. Through these industries, the Mitsui Group has connections with almost all of the Sakura Groups.

Mitsubishi, Sumitomo, Fuji, Sanwa, Kangyin... These well-known large groups are all closely connected with Sanyou.

Toyota, Sony, Toshiba... These well-known companies are also inseparable from Mitsui.

If Boss Lin wants to get some good things from Sakura, such as cars, motorcycles, televisions, chips, high-end manufacturing, optical equipment, chemicals, new materials, etc., he must get in touch with Mitsui.

"Mr. Kusakari, I brought a small gift with me this time. It's not a token of respect, but please accept it."

"Oh, what is it?" Kazuo Kusakari showed great interest.

Lin Yi waved to Song Zihao, who immediately brought a gift box over.

Under Kazuo Kusakari's watchful eyes, Boss Lin took out a blanket from inside. No, to be more precise, it should be an electric blanket inlaid with stone pieces.

"Mr. Kusakari, winter is coming soon. This electric, uh, magical blanket will definitely bring good news to the vast number of Sakura people."

As he spoke, Boss Lin connected the electric blanket to the power supply.

"Mr. Kusakari, feel it, is it warm inside?"

Kazuo Kusakari: ...

He is not stupid, he can still tell the difference between an ordinary electric blanket.

He was very confused, why did the big boss across the street bring him an electric blanket?

Could it be that he, the leader of the Yamamen Group, couldn't afford to use heating in winter?

However, Boss Lin spoke after all, so even if it was just for show, Kazuo Kusakari had to praise him.

He touched the blanket and nodded, praising him: "Not bad, it's really warm, Mr. Lin is thoughtful."

"Mr. Kusakari, how much do you think is a suitable price for such a blanket?" Boss Lin said mysteriously.

Kazuo Kusakari's mind raced for a moment.

"The things Mr. Lin gave me are priceless treasures. No matter how much money you pay, it can't reflect its value." Kazuo Kusakari replied respectfully.

Lin Yi: ...

When did this old guy learn his core technology?

"Mr. Kusakari, what I mean is, if this blanket is sold on the market, how much do you think is a suitable price?"

"This," Kazuo Kusakari thought seriously.

In the early 1980s, Sakura's economy was very strong.Internationally, China has been competing with the United States for the position of the first economic power.

The average monthly salary of an ordinary Sakura person is about 300,000 yen, which is about 1,500 US dollars.

Taxi drivers start at 10,000 yen. Even the cashiers at convenience stores earn more than 1,000 yen per hour, which is about four or so US dollars.

The salary of a Chinese worker is only about 30 yuan a month.

In terms of the official exchange rate, one US dollar is exchanged for two Chinese yuan, but on the black market, the exchange rate is 8-15.

That is to say, at that time, the income of a salesperson at a Sakura convenience store in one hour was equal to the monthly income of a Chinese worker.

This is the misfortune of the times, and also the sadness of the times.

"2,000 yen?" Kazuo Kusakari tentatively stretched out two fingers. He was still talking too high, for fear that Boss Lin would not look good.

In fact, 2,000 yen is about eight or nine US dollars. It must be said that this old guy's vision is still very accurate.

The cost of this set of electric blankets is no more than 5 US dollars, and with 100% profit, it is indeed only worth 10 US dollars.

"Mr. Kusakari, this is a far-infrared magnetic therapy fitness blanket, using high-tech nanotechnology..."

"3,000 yen?" Kazuo Kusakari stretched out three fingers.

Boss Lin finally gave up this tempting question and answer.

"Mr. Kusakari, if this set is sold for 30,000 yen?"

"No, no, no, it's impossible, Mr. Lin, if it's 30,000 yen, no one will buy it."

Boss Lin handed the electric blanket to Kazuo Kusakari.

"Mr. Kusakari, if you buy an electric blanket from me, I will return you 20,000 yen as a commission.

Will you do your best to help me sell this high-tech product?"

"What, 20,000 yen commission?" Such a high commission made Kazuo Kusakari think he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, 20,000 yen per set. If you can sell more than 1,000 sets, Mr. Kusakari, I can even give you a commission of 22,000 yen per set!"

Boss Lin smiled brightly.