Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong Chapter 1151

No one expected that Shi Zhijian would suddenly make such a move!

He even asked Her Majesty the Queen to advertise his electric car!

How did he do it?

Everyone looked at each other with surprise written on their faces.

Shi Zhijian looked at everyone's expressions with a smile on his face.

To tell the truth, it was not easy to be able to shoot such a scene. Shi Zhijian also asked His Royal Highness Wells for a long time. The other party saw that Shi Zhijian agreed to let him participate in the development of electric vehicles. This is why Shi Zhijian got such a short commercial.

But it is such a short film, but it shocked the four, and it may shock Europe and the United States in the future!

After waiting for more than ten seconds, no one spoke. Shi Zhijian asked Yan Xiong to turn off the video. Then he looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Now, do you still have confidence? Are the electric cars we worked hard to produce still worrying about sales?"

Slok took a breath, and then said, "We are all surprised, how did you do this?"

"Yeah, with this short commercial, not to mention marketing in Europe and America, you can even try it in the Asian market!"

"Yes, there are a lot of Asians! We can eat it all!"

William, Carl and others agreed.

"But..." Slok's face showed the shrewdness of an old fox, "But this profit-" He hesitated.

Doing business is all about making money!

Everyone invariably looked at Shi Zhijian.

Shi Zhijian smiled, looking like he was going to make his last move.

He paced to his seat unhurriedly, propped up the table with his hands, and looked down at the crowd: "Money can never be earned! I'm not greedy, I just need to get my 300,000 units. It's OK! As for you, you can decide how much you can produce, and I won't charge your money casually, only your royalties!"

The crowd was in an uproar!

From the very beginning, everyone was guessing whether Shi Zhijian was going to take the lead again, and cooperated with everyone. When the time came, there would be a 37 or 46 points. Unexpectedly, Shi Zhijian would let them do it by themselves, and only charge royalties!

It's incredible!

He actually gave up the huge cake?

According to what he said before, Europe has a market volume of 200 million. How huge a profit would that be? !

Not to mention Slok and others, even Andre looked at Shi Zhijian with a bit of astonishment. He didn't expect him to be so generous, and he even distributed huge profits!

At this moment, everyone couldn't bear the commotion any longer, and no one cared whether they would offend that Donnie Rothschild, and they all said, "Mr. Shi is so righteous!"

"We all collectively support your cause!"

"My factory in France announced to join!"

"My factory in Italy announced to join!"

"And my German factory..."

Having money without making money is a bastard!

Not to mention the huge profits of electric vehicles.

Shi Zhijian has already paved the way for them, they only need to start manufacturing, they can collect money!

"Okay! I've already felt everyone's enthusiasm for the electric new car business! It's very fiery!" Shi Zhijian smiled and pointed to He Jiali, the barrister who had been following him and said little: "This is my personal Lawyers, if you want to use the patent, you only need to sign a contract with her! Also, the premise is to ensure that my 300,000 electric vehicles are completed within three months!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Shi, we all start work together, don't say 300,000 units for you in three months, even 3 million units are fine!"

"Yes, yes! Let's do it together, and everything will be done!"

Slok and the others patted their chests and assured.

Seeing this group of Englishmen corrupted by greed, Shi Zhijian was full of contempt.

From the very beginning, even if he figured out that these people are greedy and don't throw out the fat, they will never open their mouths!

As for Shi Zhijian's willingness to grant patented technology to let these greedy ghosts make money together, the purpose is very simple. The market is too big, and Shi Zhijian can't swallow it all by himself. Besides, as long as the patented technology is in his hands, he can handle these people at will--- The more money they make, the more they will listen to him!

"Finally, do you have any questions?" Shi Zhijian glanced at everyone.

After waiting for a while, still no one spoke, Shi Zhijian smiled, turned around and took the windbreaker from Yan Xiong's hand and put it on himself, and finally looked at everyone in the field: "We Chinese have a saying that ---- Cooking and fishing together! In the future, I will share a meal with you in the same pot, and I hope that everyone will abide by the rules of the game together and help each other when they encounter difficulties!"

Andre was the first to applaud: "Well said! Everyone will be friends from now on, cooking together and fishing together!"

"Yes, yes, the same pot and the same fish!"

A group of ghosts shouted "same cooking and fishing" in jerky Cantonese, the scene was both funny and ridiculous.

Seeing everyone agreeing with him, Shi Zhijian smiled and said goodbye to everyone. He then walked out of the conference room wearing a windbreaker. When he passed by Hecarly, he stopped and turned to look at the female lawyer. : "I'll leave the following matters to you! Do it beautifully, and add more business to your firm!"

"Understood, Mr. Shi." Hecarly, who has always been glamorous and cold, agreed involuntarily.

Shi Zhijian nodded, then turned to leave.

He Carrie glanced at the people who were still super excited in the conference room at this time, and then looked at Shi Zhijian's stalwart back. Various operations of Shi Zhijian after coming to the UK appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help showing a hint of admiration in her eyes!

This Chinese who is younger than himself, relying on all kinds of scheming and tricks to turn around in England, and then play a large group of people in the palm of his hand, it is unbelievable!

London, St John's Bicycle Factory.

"Hey, Lao Bei, why didn't you get off work today? Why don't you go to the bar to drink?" Old Tom, a worker, teased Lao Bei.

Lao Bei is a famous old fried dough stick from the factory. He is addicted to alcohol. He has a wife and three children at home.

His wife used to be a factory worker just like him, but she was not feeling well. She was said to have skin allergies. Her cheeks were often red and swollen because of the use of cheap cosmetics.

Lao Bei said that before his wife married him, her family was in good condition, and she used high-end cosmetics, because her facial capillaries were thin, so she couldn't use too irritating things. After marrying him, living conditions plummeted, and I couldn't afford those expensive ones, so I had to listen to the words of my girlfriends in the factory and buy those three products on the street.

In addition to skin allergies, it is said that Lao Bei's wife has a serious gynecological disease, so that the original job can't be done at all, and she has to rest at home.

Today, a large family is supported by Lao Bei alone, three children are waiting to be fed, the economic benefits of the factory are not good, and the labor unions representing their interests are constantly fighting with the capitalists. Instead, the factory has not been opened for several months, and it has occasionally started. It's also a small fight.

Seeing that his income was hopeless, Lao Bei gave up even more. He either skipped get off work or went to drink and get drunk after work, so as to forget his troubles.

But today was different. Not only did Lao Bei not smell of alcohol at all, but he was also very motivated. He spent eight hours on the production line where he installed his own tires.

"I can't stop now!" Although Lao Bei's face was exhausted, his tone was very excited, "The above said, now we are allocated according to work, more work more, less work less! Especially in order to produce this kind of electric bicycle for the Shinhwa Group, All of us are working overtime!"

Old Tom smiled: "Then you don't have to work so hard, right? You've been working for eight hours, so you can take a break! How about we go out for a drink?"

"Stop drinking!" Lao Bei shook his head. "The salary is now on a daily basis. The more I do in a day, the more I will get! I have already planned to make a full thirty pounds today!"

"Wow, thirty pounds? You're going to die!"

"For the sake of my wife and children, I'm going to work hard!" Lao Bei said with a smile, "In the past, there was no work in the factory, even if I did not get much salary, now I have a lot of work piled up in front of my eyes. Money! I want to make a lot of money to treat my wife, buy bread and milk for my children, and let them go to school! Learn more about cultural knowledge and get ahead, don't work for capitalists all your life like I!”

Old Bei's words moved old Tom, "You're right! Just like you, I have all the strength I can't understand. If I don't read and read, I'll never be able to get ahead in the future! By the way, my son also said that in the future If I want to go to Wall Street in the United States, I will work as hard as you to make more money for him! Pave the way for his future!"

As he spoke, Old Tom stopped chatting, and returned to his job to join the frantic overtime production of electric bicycles.

A comprehensive industrial area in the lower reaches of the Seine River in France.

"Hey, dear Lyon, it's already noon, why don't those workers come to the restaurant for dinner?" The fat chef, who was a factory chef, put his hand on his snow-white chef hat and asked the little foreman Lyon with a puzzled look on his face. road.

Leon shrugged: "Don't you know, dear? Now the factory is working hard for a hundred days!"

"Uh, 100 days of hard work? Why haven't I heard of it?" The fat chef asked in confusion, "What are you doing so hard?"

"Of course it's the production of electric bicycles!"

"I've heard of bicycles. What the **** is this electric bicycle?"

Lyon sneered at the ignorance of the fat chef, "You don't understand this, right? An electric bicycle is the kind of bicycle that runs when it is powered on. It's like a motorcycle but doesn't need oil."

"God," the fat chef drew a cross on his chest, "are you lying to me? How can there be such a miraculous thing in this world?"

Seeing that his words were questioned by the fat chef, Lyon was unhappy, "I can swear to God, I definitely didn't lie to you! This new type of electric car came from the UK and is already on the market in the UK! And ah , does the big star Michelle know that she is the spokesperson for this mythical electric car!"

The fat chef was stunned for a moment, with surprise on his face: "Michelle? The Michelle who sang "Yesterday Again"? Oh, God!"

"So you can believe what I said? Now that the Shinhwa Group has opened up its patented manufacturing technology, our factory owner in the UK will let us step up the production of this new product here, and then make a big profit in the French market. Pen!"

"Oh, Leon! Dear Leon! I believe you, so those workers are all working overtime, so they forgot to eat?"

"Yes! The boss has spoken, this time the wages are settled on a daily basis, the more you work, the more you get! So those who are usually lazy and slippery start to work hard! Well, I won't tell you, I will come Get some bread here and go back to work!"

"God, don't you all eat? Then what should I do if I cook so many meals?"

"Don't worry! When they are hungry, they will naturally come to get food like I have already come! But it may trouble you at that time, and they need to keep heating up!"

Italy, Florence Industrial Area.

"Did you know that Da Vinci, the greatest inventor in our country, once imagined this magical bicycle that can run when powered on!" A bearded factory leader held his hands behind his back and looked proudly at the hot production line facing his side The little secretary said, "Unfortunately, the old man only left the Mona Lisa and a large stack of manuscripts in the end. If our era could study his manuscripts thoroughly, then our Italy would be a real industrial power!"

"Cough, sorry, leader! It seems that Leonardo da Vinci hadn't invented the bicycle yet!" The little secretary said boldly.

"Really? So what did he invent? Two iron **** landed at the same time?"

"Oh no, the one you're talking about is Galileo!"

"Where is Galileo from?"

"We are Italians!"

"That's it~www.mtlnovel.com~ Look, we in Italy have both Galileo and Da Vinci, but why can't we compare to Britain, France, and even those Germans?" The bearded leader was very indignant.

"Our ancestors were so smart, but we didn't want to work hard. All the good things were invented and occupied by others. What we got in Italy was Venice and football!"

"Ahem, our football is pretty good!"

"Nice ball! Can it help our industrial development? No!" The bearded man said, pointing to the production line, "Look, everyone's bicycles are powered by electricity, and we are still stagnant! Relying on football, there is a ball use!"

The beard's indignant words scared the little secretary so much that he didn't dare to answer.

In the end, the bearded man sighed: "This world has changed! The industrial revolution started in Britain before, but now the new revolution starts with a Chinese!"

"Chinese?"

"That's right! This is a very high trade secret----" Big Beard said in a solemn tone, "It is said that this electric bicycle was actually invented by a Chinese!"

"God!"

"Stop begging God! God has betrayed Italy and our great country!" Bearded finally sighed, "But the good thing is, now I have seized this opportunity to produce electric bicycles, and in the future we will be Italy Will run the streets of this state-of-the-art electric car that doesn't use gasoline! Think about it, dear friends, what a spectacular sight it will be?!"

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