"scam?"

Jiang Wanmeng's voice suddenly sounded panicked, and he quickly said: "You mean these ordering phone calls are all trying to trick me?"

"Nonsense, there are so few VCDs on the market, how could someone place a large order? You don't even have to think about it." Li Siwen finished speaking angrily and added: "I can tell you clearly that this was given by someone.

Let’s make a game.”

"Ouch!" Jiang Wanmeng suddenly realized and slapped himself hard: "I...why didn't I think of this? Brother, please think of a way quickly. If the backlog of VCDs cannot be sold, Wan Yan can

It’s over.”

"It's not just that you Wan Yan has finished playing. Our Datang has a knife on its neck now." Li Siwen paused slightly and continued: "You should reduce production first, let the workers mainly produce discs, and then you

Go to a few more record companies and try to win more copyrights. We want content, and machines will do it together."

"Okay, are there any other arrangements?" Jiang Wanmeng asked.

"No, keep in touch with me at any time. Let me know as soon as possible if there is any situation. Don't be clever in the future."

"Don't worry, it won't happen again."

Li Siwen hung up the phone, leaned on the boss's chair, then took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The strong smell of tobacco made his nerves jump quickly.

Thinking back on everything that had happened recently, the chaotic thoughts were finally relieved, and a clear story line appeared in his mind.

Before that, he only remembered that the VCD project had been popular for ten years and created a market worth tens of billions. So when Wan Yan's VCD went on sale, he felt that it would be a hit and a big sale was inevitable. Plus Jiang Wanmeng

By reporting good news but not bad news, he himself made a wrong judgment.

It wasn't until Datang vcd was about to go public that he felt that the market trend was not quite right. But at that time, Datang vcd was already on the verge of launching and he had to launch it. He could only bite the bullet and test the market's reaction, but the reality was that

He slapped her hard.

At this moment, he was holding a cigarette and thinking about this again, only to realize that his judgment was wrong from beginning to end, and it was also logically wrong.

Because things like VCDs are not like snacks, which can be sold as soon as they are sold. This kind of technological product requires related supporting equipment, and discs are definitely the top priority. Without discs, buying VCDs is useless? Isn’t that right?

It's like eating pancakes without scallions, it's soulless.

Recalling the past life, the first batch of Wanyan's VCDs sold was only a thousand units, and they were sold out on the same day. Moreover, the sales volume was not paid for by consumers, but was purchased by major companies for research.

But in this era, especially with his intervention, Wan Yan has grown from a small factory to a large factory, from a workshop with dozens of people to a company with thousands of people, but what has not changed is the market. So Wan Yan made sales on the first day

Two thousand units are also paid by major companies. Once the companies get the products, the market will inevitably slump. After all, ordinary people are not in the mood to buy thousands of VCDs and go back to study.

To put it simply, if Wanyan VCD in the previous life could mass-produce tens of thousands of units before going on sale, the sales would still be only one or two thousand units, and a large amount of inventory would inevitably accumulate in the future.

Looking at the entire VCD industry period in the previous life, Wanyan VCD struggled for more than a year before other companies began to enter the market, and some small domestic VCD companies began to rise. At that time, the disc industry chain had also matured.

This is the reason why VCDs are so popular.

This is Li Siwen's logical mistake. He thinks that he can become famous through VCD, but in fact, the market is the market and it takes time to nourish.

"Hey, how could I make such a stupid mistake?" Li Siwen laughed bitterly. After a long time, he lit the cigarette and said to himself: "It seems that my nerves have been too tense during this time."

Yes, this sentence is absolutely correct. During this period, he ran back and forth between the capital, Luzhou, and Pengcheng, fighting wits and courage with Liu Zhonglie, and intrigues with Dong Jiacheng, even if he came from the future, even if he came from the future.

He is tough and there are times when he gets tired.

When he finished smoking a cigarette, he stretched out and said, "It looks like I need to have a good rest and sleep."

At 10:30 in the evening, after taking a shower, he went to bed and dialed Zhou Wenjing's number. When the call was connected, Zhou Wenjing's mosquito-like voice came over: "You haven't called me for several days.

Already."

"You've been busy these days, have you missed me?" Li Siwen asked, putting his eldest brother next to his pillow.

"Yeah!" Zhou Wenjing replied softly.

"Is your daughter asleep?" Li Siwen asked again.

"I've gone to bed a long time ago. By the way, how are the sales of VCDs today?" Zhou Wenjing asked.

"You still know that I'm selling VCDs?" Li Siwen said with a smile.

"Of course I know, I often read newspapers, and you are a famous person in Qizhou, so of course there will be a lot of news about you." Zhou Wenjing said, and pretended to be dissatisfied: "Can you please stop treating me like a fool?

"

"Yes, my wife is very smart." Li Siwen said with a smile and said seriously: "Honey, we won't talk about work today. I want to talk about personal topics with you."

"What private topic?" Zhou Wenjing was stunned for a moment.

"It's the kind with color." Li Siwen whispered.

"You... stop fooling around." Although Zhou Wenjing was not around, Li Siwen knew that the other person's face must be red, so he smiled and said: "Look, I scared you. We are an old couple, what are you afraid of?"

"Then don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, but can you tell me whether your relatives are here?"

"Which relative?"

"That's it."

Zhou Wenjing was silent for a while, then whispered back: "Here he comes."

"Oh, it looks like I'll have to work harder next time."

"rogue!"

While chatting with Zhou Wenjing, Li Siwen quickly fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, and at the same time there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Wen, are you awake?" Chang Hai's voice was a little urgent, but the knock on the door was very subtle.

"Here we come." Li Siwen stood up, went over to open the door, and let Chang Hai in.

"I've been waiting here for half an hour. You slept too hard today," Chang Hai said.

"I'm so tired during this period. I fell asleep while talking on the phone with your sister-in-law last night. Next time if something happens, knock on the door louder," Li Siwen said.

"Aren't I afraid that it will affect your rest?" Chang Hai said, taking out a stack of newspapers, which also contained a weekly magazine: "Take a look, this is today's report."

"Besides reporting negative news about our Tang Dynasty, there seems to be nothing else, right?"

Li Siwen didn't take it seriously.

"This time is different!"
Chapter completed!