Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai's words as he walked up to her made Yellen realize that the problem was serious.

Although Zeng Wangcai's movements were not monitored, that was at Dongda University, which has always been difficult to infiltrate. But Zeng Wangcai came to Jiangdao and still was not discovered. This is not right.

What's more, when you check into a hotel, there are professional security personnel responsible for your security.

They were able to book a room and walk in easily, and were even pushed down by an Oriental guy. This loophole is really big, it's big enough to fit the security chief's mother.

Yellen decided to replace the security chief immediately.

"It seems that Mr. Zeng is also a very active person." Yellen suppressed all negative emotions and responded with 120% of his energy, "Since Mr. Zeng already knows who I am, I won't introduce myself..."

"No need for introductions. You know me and I know you." Zeng Wangcai sat down on the sofa without hesitation. Xiao Bao immediately stood behind him. "Please sit down, both of you. Let's have a good chat. Everyone's time is precious."

Yellen and Mason looked at each other and sat down. Unknowingly, they had become the hosts.

"I guess you two are gathered here for Huayao mobile phones. This is Mr. Paul, right? Please take a seat." Zeng Wangcai glanced at old Paul, "Your Motorola first-generation phone, the 8000X, has not made any breakthroughs yet. Battery life, signal quality, size and weight, etc. are all problems. I estimate that it will take you several years to make it..."

How did you know?

Old Paul was shocked and looked at Yellen, as if asking Yellen, has our country been infiltrated to this extent?

His development of mobile phones may not be considered a state secret at present, but it is definitely a commercial secret.

Once the Huayao mobile phone is released, mobile communications will surely become the focus of major countries, and will be vigorously developed for both military and civilian purposes.

"Mr. Zeng has a very keen sense of smell." Yellen did not directly answer Zeng Wangcai's question, nor did he let Old Paul speak. "There is no doubt that Mr. Zeng is a genius who has created epoch-making communication equipment. Mr. Zeng, what are your future plans for Huayao Mobile Phones? I mean... the market outside your country."

"That's straightforward!" Zeng Wangcai admitted that due to cultural differences, foreigners are not suitable for flirting. He said more bluntly, "Mr. Mason knows that I never eat alone. I always make money for everyone. I came here to discuss the European market with Mr. Mason. Now that Mr. Yellen is here, let's discuss the American market together."

Mason was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zeng Wangcai to be so straightforward.

He is different from Yellen. Yellen came prepared and secretly teamed up with Motorola.

There is actually such a company in Mason's territory - the parent factory of 1110, Nokia.

But Mason hasn't noticed it yet.

So Mason didn't think too much about it at the moment. He said happily: "Haha, thank you old friend for your trust. Our cooperation will definitely be very pleasant, just like our cooperation in the automotive field."

Get one!

Zeng Wangcai reached out and grabbed Mason's palm: "Happy cooperation, old friend!"

"It's a pleasure working with you!" Mason responded happily.

Obviously, the technology in automobiles has not been elevated to a strategic level, so for so many years, Mason has been willing to be Zeng Wangcai's distributor.

Zeng Wangcai has managed to get Mason under control, and if nothing unexpected happens later, he will be able to kill Nokia in its infancy.

The problem is on Yellen's side. This guy brought the founder of Motorola, whose demands are obviously very different from Mason's.

"Mr. Yellen, this is our first cooperation. Can we talk?"

"Okay, let's talk!" Yellen held up two fingers, and the butler behind him quickly took out a cigar, prepared it for him, and lit it for him.

"I don't know...I, wuwu..." Zeng Wangcai just wanted to continue the conversation when his mouth was confronted.

Little Leopard took out a cigarette, put it into his elder brother's mouth without any hesitation, and lit a match.

"Okay, well done, keep going next time!" Zeng Wangcai took a puff of his cigarette with resentment.

"Mr. Zeng, I hope Huayao can cooperate with Motorola and build a factory in our country." Yellen put forward her request.

"Self-produced and sold?"

"Yes!" Yellen nodded. "Motorola has the technical foundation and we are not short of money, so I hope Mr. Zeng can sell the technology for producing mobile phones to us. We will give you a price that satisfies you."

"It's a bright and long-term deal, but you said it was a one-time deal." Zeng Wangcai smiled and took a long puff of his cigarette. He had expected this result. "No problem, just treat it as making a friend. In your country, I will also be your friend, right, Mr. Yellen!"

"We are already friends!" Yellen couldn't help but look down on Zeng Wangcai in his heart. He didn't expect Zeng Wangcai to agree so easily.

He felt that Zeng Wangcai was either overrated or failed to recognize the strategic value of mobile phones.

"Haha, that's great!" Zeng Wangcai laughed. "There's a saying in our country that friends should share what they have with each other. If you want mobile phone production technology, no problem, I'll give it to you.

"I also have a demand here... I want to buy your country's lithography machine production technology, and it is DSW4800."

"Lithography?"

"Correct!"

Zeng Wangcai knows better than anyone how important this thing is to future generations.

He is now placing an order for a lithography machine in the space. Sorry, we don’t have it!

For this reason, he deliberately checked the basics of this thing, and found out that in fact, we developed photolithography machines very early, and they were very powerful in the beginning.

But it seemed that during those years, some people advocated buying ready-made products from outside, and by buying them, they were sticking their necks out to others.

At present, the lithography technology of the United States is not the most advanced, and the most advanced is not the Netherlands, but the Japanese. However, Zeng Wangcai is very clear that it is unlikely that this thing came from the Japanese.

Zeng Wangcai settled for the next best thing and tried this place.

As for business, let’s talk first and talk later if we can’t reach an agreement.

"Well, Mr. Zeng is embarrassing me!" Yellen subconsciously shrank back, "To be honest, I need to know if this exists in the family."

"Of course. It's okay. Let's talk about it after Mr. Yellen finds out!" Zeng Wangcai stood up and said, "By the way, I will be living on Wangye Island from now on. There is a professional racing track on the island. Mr. Yellen can come and run a few laps when he is free. Goodbye!"

"No..." Yellen watched Zeng Wangcai walk away. It was the first time he had seen such a negotiation.

"Sir, is there anything behind..." the old butler bent down and asked.

"Keep an eye on him!" Yellen nodded without hesitation. "It would be great if we could catch him!"

"Yes sir..."