Bai Hao hung up the phone, leaned on the lounge chair on the balcony, and ordered a piece of soft Chinese that was not sold at all on the market and was only sold in foreign hotels and friendship stores. It was worth twenty dollars a piece. Bai Hao looked at the night scene.
, thinking about whether his and Jeff Haas's plan can succeed.
If Best Buy can actually place an order of 10,000 units through the pressure of Best Buy's rival company Flex, I wonder if it will turn around the adoptive father's factory and allow the adoptive father to become the acting factory director.
Of course, I have already received five thousand US dollars, which is not a small amount of money.
At the current exchange rate, U.S. dollars and Xia coins are about one to two, so I can be considered a million-yuan household.
As for his adoptive father Zhang Jianguo's words about saving some money, Bai Hao's words have already gone in one ear and out the other. Money is a bastard, spend it and earn it.
Just when Bai Hao was thinking about life, in the reception room of a guest house not far from Baiyun Hotel, Bai Hao, the woman Bai Hao had met in the afternoon, was getting angry with a dark face.
"You, Qinzhou, are great. You have a big shot. You are unorganized and undisciplined. When you come into contact with foreign guests, you don't ask for instructions beforehand and don't report afterward. What does he want to do?"
Bai Hao's tone was unpleasant and her voice was not loud, but her words were full of coercion.
Ge Mingcheng, the deputy director of the Qinzhou Foreign Trade Department, was sweating. He had no idea that such a person had jumped out of there.
"Inquire about which unit he is from."
Ge Mingcheng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, call back right away and ask."
Seeing that Ge Mingcheng agreed, Bai Hao picked up the preliminary information on Bai Hao that she had just obtained. It stated that Bai Hao was from Jingzhao City, Qinzhou, his age was unknown, and his employer was unknown. He had already stayed at the Baiyun Hotel, and his identity was beautiful
The identity of the special assistant of the purchasing department of Best Buy Company.
Room number, No. 3302, a luxury suite on the top floor. The total bill has been signed for a total of 396 US dollars, and then there is the consumption list.
The clothes were not expensive, but Bai Hao bought ten cigarettes and two boxes of imported cigars.
"That's not right." Bai Yi realized, why would Best Buy let a Xia national become the special assistant of the purchasing department?
There must be a reason for this.
Some of her team members also thought of this and quickly found a way to find out.
At this time, there were still people in Baiyun Hotel asking about it.
Just as Jeff Haas guessed, Fulais sent people to follow him to Xia Kingdom, just to be prepared for Best Buy's conspiracy against Fulais.
John MacLean.
Jeff would send tips and ask about him, and so would he.
In terms of experience in the world of martial arts, John is a seasoned veteran.
Based on the information he learned, John made up a complete story in his mind. Best Buy sent Jeff Haas, who was actually just a superficial person, while the other hired a Xia man with a high salary. This Xia man worked hard.
I have traveled to many places in Xia Kingdom, so I am dressed in rags. I must have suffered a lot.
But definitely, I got some kind of extremely valuable product.
But the problem is, both Frasers and Best Buy are home appliance retail chain stores. What products does Xia Guo have that a company like them would care about?
When he learned another piece of news, he was convinced that Best Buy had obtained a very valuable and highly competitive product.
Because the lawyer from Xiangjiang will come here tomorrow.
What matters are worth hiring a lawyer for?
It must be a very big project.
Well, I need to inquire carefully and report it to the company. Isn't this the purpose of following Jeff Haas to Xia Country?
One night passed.
Bai Hao went out early the next morning and rented a car from Baiyun Hotel.
First, he went to a bank to cash the check. After holding a thick stack of American knives, Bai Hao went to the Friendship Store.
Before I even entered the door, I was blocked by someone: "Identification."
Bai Hao pointed at the person next to him and asked directly in beautiful Mandarin: "Those with big noses just come in casually, why do they want to check my ID?"
Upon hearing Bai Hao's words, the staff just thought he was an overseas Chinese and quickly stepped aside. After Bai Hao entered the door, he took out a stack of American knives, took out two and put them on the counter, then put down a list of pure and beautiful Mandarin, and asked again.
: "Is there any."
"Yes, yes."
Bai Hao cursed secretly, being snobbish.
After some shopping, Bai Hao went to the Yangcheng Academy of Fine Arts. Under the attack of Mei Dao, he successfully found a few students, drew a few pictures according to his requirements, and then made a new cardboard box.
It also draws the pattern that Bai Hao wants.
After finishing all this, one morning was used up.
Bai Hao returned to Baiyun Hotel, holding the drawing board, the painted paper box, and a bag of purchased items at the front desk of the hotel. He said in beautiful Mandarin throughout the process: "Send it to my room for me.
I’m going to the restaurant. I’m hungry.”
When the front desk asked Bai Hao's room number, he immediately said: "Your colleague left a message. If you come back before one o'clock in the afternoon, go to the East Building Western Restaurant. He has made an appointment with a lawyer to wait for you there."
"Okay." Bai Hao responded, pointing to the items he brought back: "Send them to the room for me."
"I'll send you to your room right away."
Bai Hao walked straight to the western restaurant.
At this time, a middle-aged man with brown hair came out from the side and stood at the front desk, staring at Bai Hao's box.
A weird-looking toaster that seems to have other functions.
This man was none other than John McClane. He looked at the contents on the box carefully and quickly. Next to it was an instruction manual painted on the box. There was a customized Best Buy logo on the front, and a number in a striking eight-pointed star in the upper right corner.
One hundred and thirty-five dollars.
There really is a conspiracy.
John McClane jotted down the promotional explanatory text at an extremely fast speed, then walked aside to take a note and jotted down to his room.
On the other side, inside the western restaurant.
The two lawyers have prepared the patent-related transaction documents, and then there are some registration documents that Bai Hao needs to fill out.
Jeff told Bai Hao: "Bai, they suggested that we set the patent fee for this product lower. After all, the patent for the toaster has expired long ago. This is just a new change. If we charge too much money, we may
There is unexpected trouble."
"Sure, how about twenty cents?"
Jeff asked the two lawyers: "Well, what do you think?"
"It's a good fee. We are responsible for collecting this fee. We charge 5% of the service and management fees for the orders you are responsible for. If there is an infringement, we will charge the corresponding attorney fees based on the situation."
Jeff looked at Bai Hao, who nodded.
Twenty cents, that is, for every unit sold, he and Jeff each earned ten cents.
Bai Hao knew very well that without Jeff, he would not be able to receive the patent fees for his own machine, not to mention that in order to share the patent, Jeff had already paid himself 5,000 yuan.
As for Jeff, for the sake of long-term cooperation, he is not willing to make just a one-time deal.