As the largest audio-visual company in country R, ​​Sunny's Walkman has maintained a high global share.

Sunny's chairman, Morita Yumasa, is nicknamed the "Angry Lion" in the industry because of his domineering and vigorous behavior.

Sunny headquarters, conference room.

"Everyone, I believe you have all heard that our Walkman is facing huge challenges."

Morita Yuzheng glanced at the company executives present with a serious look.

"Chairman, are you talking about this electronic product called MP3?"

Marketing Director Mizutani Shinichi took out a small, exquisitely shaped rectangular object.

"That's right, Mr. Mizutani, please demonstrate the function of this product to everyone."

Morita Yumasa nodded and said.

"This product is connected to headphones. In order to allow you to feel the sound quality of this product, I have made some small changes and connected two small speakers. Please listen."

Mizutani Shinichi pressed the play button of the mp3 player.

Two external small speakers play soothing songs and clear-sounding music in the conference room.

The senior executives of Zongsini Company suddenly widened their eyes. They had only seen this kind of thing in newspapers before, but this was the first time they had seen it in real form.

"It's incredible. The sound quality is so good?"

"It seems that my vision has limited my knowledge. Just now I was thinking, can this thing really listen to music if it is so small? It seems that I am ignorant."

"I smell a threat from this little thing. Our Walkman will encounter the most powerful opponent."

There was a lot of discussion in the conference room.

"Everyone, now that you have seen this thing with your own eyes, please share your opinions."

Isamu Morita waited for the discussion to subside a little, then put his hands on the table and said.

At first, he really didn't notice this electronic product called MP3. It wasn't until the monthly financial report from Xiangjiang appeared on his desk that he suddenly became alert.

In just half a month, the sales of their company's Walkman dropped sharply in Hong Kong, and their performance plummeted.

After asking the local dealer, he learned that young people there are now chasing an electronic product called MP3.

"Chairman, I would like to ask which company invented this electronic product, and why haven't we received any news before?"

A senior executive of the company frowned and stared at the MP3 player on the table.

Their previous focus had been on the ultra-thin and light Walkman. After all, this was their company's flagship product.

Just when they were complacent, thinking that they were far ahead of all competitors and dominating the world in the field of ultra-thin and light walkman, Jianghua's MP3 was born.

"As far as I know, the person who developed this product is an electronics company in Shenzhen City, and their boss is named Jiang Hua."

Isao Morita frowned and said "Chuan".

If MP3 was developed by Sam's company, he would understand, after all, the other party's technology is advanced.

Even if it was the MP3 developed by Smecta, he could understand it. After all, electronic products had always been their strong point.

But it was a product with such high technical content that came from a mainland company, which puzzled him very much.

"Jiang Hua, this name sounds familiar."

"I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."

"I remembered, isn't he the soft rice king reported in the tabloids?"

A senior executive of the company slapped the table and said in a tone of enlightenment.

Gossip tabloids are not exclusive to Hong Kong. Such entertainment tabloids, which mainly report gossip news, are very common no matter which country they are in.

In order to increase sales, the gossip tabloids in country R report celebrity gossip and gossip about celebrities every day.

Jiang Hua was lucky enough to become a hot figure in the tabloids because of his rather bizarre way of acquiring JHD.

These entertainment newspapers and periodicals, which have no bottom line, don't care about the truth of the matter. In their writings, Jiang Hua is just a pretty boy who relied on soft food to become the chairman of the board.

Not to mention, the social animals in country R who are struggling to make ends meet just love to watch this kind of news.

A young intern, who befriended the chairman's daughter, successfully counterattacked and became the helmsman of a large company. In their eyes, this was really inspiring and immersive.

Because of the good sales, these gossip tabloids have been reporting on Jianghua almost every day recently, so the senior officials of Suini also know about this soft rice king.

"In other words, the inventor of mp3 is here with us?"

A middle-aged man in a suit sitting at the conference table said in a thoughtful tone.

"Then can we go to him and buy the mp3 patent?"

Someone excitedly made a suggestion.

"He's a free-spirited pretty boy. Can we get rid of him by just giving him two bucks?"

The company executive who spoke clearly had not seriously investigated Jiang Hua.

"You think this matter is too simple."

Morita Yumasa shook his head and said with a serious expression.

"Chairman, why do you say that?"

The company's senior management, who had been discussing excitedly just now, quickly calmed down and looked at Yumasa Morita with doubtful eyes.

"The news from the entertainment tabloids is not credible. I have asked Jiang Hua to investigate. He is not the pretty boy you think. You know that he founded Leishi Pictures, a well-known video player company in the world.

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Morita Yumasa's eyes slowly glanced at several senior executives of the company.

To be honest, this investigation result surprised him, and at the same time he was also very disappointed. This meant that Jiang Hua was not a poor boy with good luck, and it would be more difficult to deal with him.

"Souga, let me tell you, how could the little girl from the Pingze family fall in love with a poor international student?"

A senior executive of the company narrowed his eyes and sighed.

"Chairman, do we still need to contact Jiang Hua now?"

Mizutani Shinichi looked at Morita Yumasa with questioning eyes.

"Of course we need to make contact. We can't sit back and wait for death. We still have to try our best to fight for what we should fight for."

Morita Yumasa spoke decisively.

"I think we can take two steps. On the one hand, we send people to contact Jianghua to try to buy the MP3 patent. On the other hand, we arrange for the company's technicians to crack the MP3 samples."

An older senior executive said with a calculating expression.

"Speaking of cracking, someone has actually come ahead of us. Take a look at this news. Smecta's Magic Music has developed a product called Music Magic Box, which has similar functions to MP3."

Morita Yumasa waved to his secretary and told her to distribute the newspapers that had been put aside in advance to everyone.

"How could someone develop a similar competing product so quickly?"

"In that case, the technical content of MP3 is not very good. We don't need to contact Jiang Hua. We can also crack it ourselves."

"No, why is this product called the Music Magic Box so big?"
Chapter completed!