bookrandom Chapter 906 In this day and age, there are really no fools.
Chapter 906 In this day and age, there are really no fools.
"Mr. Anderson, please calm down! This is all a misunderstanding! It is my fault for not managing my household properly, which allowed some of my ignorant family members to inquire presumptuously, disturbing you and causing you trouble! I am deeply sorry for this!"
As Junichiro spoke, he carefully observed Anderson's expression, then subtly shifted his tone, his words carrying a hint of flattery and a touch of boasting:
"Speaking of which, that air fryer... is actually nothing. To be honest, my own factory has production lines for things like that, and the latest batches have already successfully entered the market in the Lobster Country, with a pretty good response. To express my sincerest apologies, if you need it, I can supply it to you at cost price, with absolute quality assurance, just to make up for my mistake."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jin, who was standing next to him, felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
broken!
He originally intended to use Anderson to give Junichiro a warning and probe the submarine's capabilities, but how did the fire suddenly spread to his smuggling channels, which were the source of his foreign exchange earnings?
Self-defeating?
Uncle Jin gave a wry smile, but being a shrewd old man, he didn't immediately refuse; instead, he was pondering how to resolve the situation.
However, looking at Junichiro's fake smile, Uncle Jin had a question in his mind: When did Japan start producing its own air fryers? Where did they get the technology?
The industrial base of Japan was already destroyed after the war, and scientific research talents either lost their jobs or changed careers, so they had no ability to carry out independent research and development.
Their ability to thrive over the years is entirely due to "borrowing" and frantically imitating products from all over the world; the word "patent" doesn't even exist in their vocabulary.
Uncle Jin is very familiar with the current industrial status of the company: In the 1960s, although the company developed rapidly during the post-war reconstruction and proposed the "National Income Doubling Plan", its main industrial focus was still on imitation and improvement, with "reverse engineering" and "lean production" as its core. Now, they have nothing to do with the words "original research and development".
The current notebook computers follow the path of "introduction - imitation - manufacturing", claiming that "the first unit is imported and the second unit is made in China".
Toshiba's refrigerators and vacuum cleaners are copied from the designs of General Electric, and even the logos look almost identical.
Nikon's precision instruments are mere imitations of Hans Christian Andersen and Carl Zeiss products. The automotive industry is even more absurd; Toyota's Jeep imitates the Chrysler Wrangler, practically just a different brand name.
They even amended the patent system, changing "invention as the standard" to "application as the standard," paving the way for imitation and completely disregarding whether it constitutes infringement.
To put it bluntly, Xiaobenzi is now a "copycat." As long as it's a product that can make money, they'll copy it, change the appearance, and sell it as their own.
As for patent law? It's basically a mere formality; "copycatting" is the mainstream. The whole country is like a giant industrial sponge, thirstily absorbing and imitating all advanced products from Europe and America, from daily chemical products to precision machine tools—nothing is left unimitated.
How could they develop such a relatively novel small appliance as the air fryer out of thin air?
Uncle Jin didn't believe it at all.
Just as Uncle Jin was thinking rapidly, Junichiro, in order to prove that what he said was true, had already had two samples delivered, his face full of a smug smile: "Please take a look, gentlemen, this is the sincerity of our factory."
Uncle Jin suppressed his doubts and took the sample to examine it carefully.
The product was indeed quite exquisite, with a smooth outer shell and flowing lines, and it even came in two sizes. He skillfully opened the lid to examine the internal structure.
However, when he saw the internal structure and the core spiral heating fan, Uncle Jin's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly!
"Go to hell!"
The internal fan architecture and heating element layout are almost identical to the core components designed by those domestic manufacturers.
At most, the outer plastic shell mold is more refined, the buttons on the panel are more elaborately designed, and it seems to have used a shiny piano lacquer finish, making it look particularly "high-end" under the light.
Junichiro clearly didn't notice the subtle change in Uncle Jin's expression, and was still showing off as he introduced, "Your Excellency, please look at this luster, this texture! This is a luxury version specially customized for the royal family, representing the highest level of craftsmanship in our country!"
To express my apology for my offense today, I could supply it to the esteemed Bald Eagle at cost price.
He paused, a perfectly timed look of embarrassment on his face: "However... for such a high-quality product to enter the vast bald-headed market, it still needs someone as well-connected as Mr. Anderson to help with the safety certification and market access permits in your country. This 'small trouble' is certainly nothing to you, right?"
Upon hearing the words "cost price," Anderson, the base's logistics officer, showed a hint of interest on his previously furious face.
"It's a fool not to take advantage of a bargain," is one of his tenets.
He raised an eyebrow, his tone softening slightly: "Oh? Cost price? Interesting. Tell me, how much is it per unit?"
Junichiro was secretly delighted, but on the surface he became even more humble: "To show our utmost sincerity, each unit... $320! What do you think?"
When this number was announced, Uncle Jin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled back into his stomach.
320 U.S. Dollars?
Junichiro, Junichiro, are you trying to fool me?
The goods I brought from Hong Kong, including bribes and shipping, only cost a little over $200 to deliver to the base! You call that cost price?
Uncle Jin was completely at ease, and even wanted to laugh: It was indeed a knock-off product with the same old name but different packaging. The core was still copied. They just wanted to take the high-end route by relying on a pretty exterior and deception.
He wants Anderson to handle the most troublesome certification process? Junichiro's scheme is so cunning that even the West Coast can hear it.
But do you really think Brigadier General Anderson is just a mascot?
look……
"What?! $320!" Anderson's face, which had just calmed down a little, instantly turned ashen, and his voice rose sharply as if he had been greatly insulted, "You call this cost price! Do you think I'm a sucker?!"
The impatient Anderson completely lost his patience, abruptly stood up, pointed his finger down at Junichiro's nose, and spoke with undisguised contempt and threat:
"Alright, stop playing these tricks on me! Keep your sniffing dogs in check and don't let them touch anything they shouldn't! Otherwise, one day when I'm in a bad mood, I'll throw you all into Tokyo Bay to feed the fish!"
After saying that, he straightened his military uniform and turned to leave.
This little thing is such a waste of his precious time enjoying the cheap air fryer he smuggled out; it's simply not worth it.
Seeing this, Uncle Jin quickly and discreetly tugged at Anderson's sleeve, lowering his voice and reminding him with a hint of helplessness, "Anderson, wait. You're the fleet's logistics director, and I'm the head of the Asia-Pacific region. Are our times so worthless? Are we just going to let him use this ridiculous trick on us and leave?"
Anderson paused for a moment, then pointed with some confusion at the heavy little wooden box that Junichiro's clansmen had just bowed and presented.
Inside were several small, bright yellow croakers.
He thought this was a sufficient "apology," and whispered to Uncle Jin, "What, isn't that enough? Jin, don't be too greedy, know when to stop..."
"Don't provoke them. These natives seem to have some connection with their royal family..."
……
On the other side, Junichiro watched as the two who had left returned and started whispering to each other not far away, and his heart was filled with unease.
How could he not know the true ex-factory price of his own air fryer?
Even with the best materials and the help of so-called "technical geniuses," the cost would be at most eighty US dollars.
The reason he quoted such an exorbitant price of three hundred and twenty US dollars was to scare away these two troublemakers!
In his view, people from Bald Eagle are like insatiable vultures; once they get involved, they will be continuously drained of their lifeblood.
Rather than passively compromising, it's better to start with a price that the other party finds "unsincere and utterly absurd," thus completely blocking any avenues for cooperation!
This seemingly foolish but actually decisive "cut-off" strategy is something other Japanese trading companies might not dare to do, but Junichiro dared to do!
Why?
Just because the Crown Princess comes from his family!
This faintly visible protective amulet gave him some confidence to take the risk.
However, looking at Anderson and Uncle Kim, who had returned with even more dangerous expressions, Junichiro began to realize that his strategy of "using high prices to deter" seemed to be...
Play off.