Wenhui Company.
The sales department was brightly lit tonight. Under the command of Geng Xiaowen, the sales department was divided into several groups.
The first group is responsible for contacting companies with previous cooperation intentions, and their tasks are the lightest.
It is almost certain that we can reach cooperation with these companies. As long as we inform the other party of the successful development of the sound card and give them reassurance, the contract is basically signed.
The second group's task was more demanding. They needed to contact the company that had previously rejected Wen Hui because it "didn't have a finished sound card."
In fact, it is quite irrational to contact them in the middle of the night. After all, most company internal staff are not scheduled to be on duty.
But Geng Xiaowen can't control so much now. In order to seize the market as soon as possible, he invested a lot of overtime pay, so that the second group of employees can work passionately all night long, and the cooperative manufacturers can be included in each company.
The mission of the third group is rather strange. The contact list sent to them by Geng Xiaowen is almost all companies that have long-term cooperation with Qiongxing Company or are currently interested in cooperation.
If the company phone cannot be reached, call the boss directly.
As for whether these bosses will be unhappy because of the middle of the night phone calls?
Will these companies cooperate with Wenhui?
The little fat man said it didn't matter.
All he wants is to spread the news that "Wenhui sound cards are cheaper" to the ears of these companies, and use them as the middle microphone to declare war on Dome Star.
Tell Qi Tianxing - I'm back again, let's fight a price war together!
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Early the next morning.
A high-end community in Haicheng.
Qi Tianxing woke up from the soft big bed. He sleepily broke away from Bai Huahua's arm and touched the mobile phone placed on the bedside table.
"Hold the grass?"
Mr. Qi was shocked by what he saw on the screen. It was filled with missed calls, almost all of them from the sales director or boss of his sound card partner. There was even a boss who made more than ten calls in succession.
"What's the matter?"
Two gentle voices sounded from the bed.
Qi Tianxing put his hands into the quilt from left to right and kneaded it a few times, eliciting bursts of screams.
As the only son of a director of a super group, Qi Tianxing will naturally rely on his financial ability to satisfy some mortal desires. However, he is too afraid of his father Qi Dong's power, so he only dares to indulge when his father is on a business trip across the federation.
"I have something to do with my business. You two should have a good rest. I'll go back to the company first." Qi Tianxing quickly got up and dressed, without any nostalgia for the beautiful scenery under the quilt.
After all, he won't die if he just lies in Wenrou Township for a while, but if there is a problem with the sound card business, he may really die.
Qi Dongqiang always likes to collect things from forest sources, which makes his body very strong and some cells full of vitality. If he wanted to, he could spend another twenty years practicing the trumpet.
Driving to the company in a hurry, Qi Gongzi saw a middle-aged man with a goatee standing at the door of the office. His secretary had been waiting for a long time.
"Uncle Wang, what's going on?"
Qi Tianxing asked anxiously.
This middle-aged man is called Wang Rongfeng, and he worked under Qi Dongqiang for more than ten years in his early years. Rather than being Qi Tianxing's secretary, it is better to say that he is the mentor and supervisor arranged by Qi Dongqiang for his son.
For such a father's right-hand man, Qi Tianxing had to respectfully call him "uncle".
"As Director Qi expected, Wenhui's sound card has been successfully developed, and the patent was applied for by the Star Card Association yesterday. The applicant is the first-level card maker, Lu Li." Uncle Wang, like his boss Qi Dongqiang, I like to wear Tang suits.
"Well, luckily I have dad's warning." Qi Tianxing frowned slightly, but his mood was relatively stable, "There are less than 10 days until the sound card is released, and I have already negotiated with nearly half of the manufacturers in the Eastern Federation in the past few days, Fatty Geng There’s nothing they can do about it even if they develop a new sound card.”
"But there is one more thing." Wang Rongfeng paused and explained the situation to the young master in the simplest way: "Since last night, they have been looking for a cooperative manufacturer, and the quotation is 43 star coins."
"43 star coins?!" Qi Tianxing's voice suddenly became sharper, "I think the price offered by Qiongxing is already low enough, can they lower it?"
Don't underestimate these 3 star coins.
The Eastern Federation has a population of more than one billion, and there are so many computers that need to be equipped. When 3 star coins are multiplied with the huge market, it is a very scary number.
"Yes, if we drop to the same level, the estimated loss may exceed tens of millions or even hundreds of millions." Uncle Wang stroked the goatee on his lower lip and said calmly.
"No way? If the cost of their sound card is the same as ours, which is 40 star coins, then Wen Hui's offer like this is just because he wants to die together?" Qi Tianxing was a little confused, "But assuming they can squeeze out the cost of 3 star coins, they There must be something wrong with the quality of the sound card, right?”
"I don't know. They didn't disclose it to the outside world, and it's impossible to obtain their design drawings." Wang Rongfeng's words hinted at something.
Geng Xiaowen is a shrewd businessman, and it is impossible for him to fall into the same trap twice.
"Tsk..." Qi Tianxing's expression turned ugly, "If we don't lower the price, how many cooperative manufacturers will we lose?"
"It is expected that 80% of the existing manufacturers will give up signing contracts." Uncle Wang thought for a while and then added, "As for the quotation and market share curves, people in the market analysis department are still simulating calculations."
"80%..." Qi Tianxing made an estimate in his mind and said through gritted teeth, "80% of the manufacturers will not sign the contract, and the loss will be more than the price reduction."
"Tian Xing, you first stabilize those long-term cooperative manufacturers, and then wait for the people in the analysis department to simulate the data." Seeing that Shaodong's family was a little confused, Uncle Wang immediately put forward his own suggestions, "When you have the data, you are thinking Think about it.”
"Okay." Qi Tianxing walked back to the office worriedly.
It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that the simulation data from the market analysis department finally came out.
Qi Tianxing immediately clicked on the transferred file.
Throughout the morning, apart from making phone calls to comfort his cooperating vendors, he was pacing back and forth in the office, maintaining a restless posture.
An unopened lunch box was placed on the table, untouched.
After the file opened, Qi Tianxing immediately scrolled to the bottom to read the conclusion.
The conclusion given by the analysis department is also very simple. There is only one sentence: when the unit price of the sound card is reduced to 44 star coins, the total profit will be reduced the least.
“As expected, do you still want to reduce the price?”
Qi Tianxing's fingers tapped on the table messily. After five minutes, he finally made a decision.
"If you surrender, surrender. Who is afraid of whom? Let's see who loses more!"
