Chapter 44 Fuji Electric’s little moves [seeking for further reading]

While Chang Haonan and Lu Yuying were exchanging design plans, they were in a closed factory area on the outskirts of Fucheng City, Sichuan Province.

Two men, one tall and one short, with a bit of charlatanism got out of a slightly worn-out Changhe CH6320 van.

The short man among them looked powerful at first glance, and he was carrying a camouflage bag in his hand.

Judging from the specially reinforced carrying beams and the handles deeply embedded in the palm of your hand, the contents inside must be quite heavy.

But holding it in this man's hands was as easy as a ball of cotton.

The tall man who followed him had a tough face and sharp edges, and his body was much thinner than the former. But if you look carefully at his palms and forearms, you can see the traces left by long-term practice of foreign martial arts. Definitely a more difficult character to mess with.

At this time, a woman wearing a black women's suit trotted over from a distance.

After standing still, perhaps because she rarely exercised strenuously, the woman bent over and took several breaths before she finally recovered.

"You two should be Boss Yan and Mr. Hao, right? I am Gu Lin from the Technology R&D Department of Changhong Group. You can just call me Secretary Gu."

That's right, of the two people who got off the car, the shorter one was Hao Dagang, who had had a relationship with Chang Haonan before. The other one was called Boss Yan, but he didn't look like a boss at all. Yan Wenbin.

"Hello Secretary Gu, we are here to find Engineer Wang Luoyong."

"I know, it was Minister Wang who asked me to pick you two up. Please come with me." Gu Linchao turned around and led the two of them towards the R&D center not far away.

Ten minutes later, Yan Wenbin and Hao Dagang, led by Gu Lin, finally arrived at the door of Wang Luoyong's office.

But before Gu Lin could make a move, the door in front of the three of them suddenly opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out, with a arrogant look on his face as he stared at the sky with his nostrils.

Then she pushed past the skinny Gu Lin and walked straight down the stairs.

At this time, Wang Luoyong also heard the movement at the door, raised his head and saw the three people outside.

"Okay, Secretary Gu, go ahead and do your work first."

Wang Luoyong put down the multimeter in his hand, stood up, and waved to Gu Lin, who was standing at the end.

"Okay, Minister Wang, call me if you need anything."

After watching Gu Lin leave the office, Wang Luoyong turned back to the two people waiting next to him.

"Uncle Yan, have you brought our new fan samples?"

In fact, the reason why Yan Wenbin was able to get a second chance after failing in the first bidding was that in addition to Changhong Group's idea of ​​increasing the localization rate of parts and components, it was also inseparable from Wang Luoyong's role in it. role.

Yan Wenbin was a scout when he was young and once saved the life of his battalion commander, Wang Luoyong's father, during the war.

It is also for this reason that although Yan Wenbin is not a few years older than Wang Luoyong, the latter still calls him Uncle Yan.

"I brought it, it's all in Xiao Hao's bag." Yan Wenbin pointed to the camouflage bag that Hao Dagang had just placed on the ground: "There are some specialties in it for the old battalion commander. We have a tight schedule this time. Maybe I don’t have time to go see him specifically.”

Wang Luoyong unzipped the camouflage bag. In addition to a few wooden boxes containing fan samples, there were some packaged mountain goods.

"Don't worry, we understand the rules. It's not something valuable, otherwise I wouldn't dare to bring it to you." Yan Wenbin laughed at Wang Luoyong's careful inspection.

"Uncle Yan, you don't know that the last time the bidding was postponed, our technology research and development department was under a lot of pressure. Fuji Electric's public relations department is very powerful, so I have been careful lately, for fear of being caught. So You must not leave these things with me."

Wang Luoyong said as he took out the wooden box, stood up and walked outside the office with Yan Wenbin and Hao Dagang:

"Let's go to the testing center first."

"Is it so serious?" Hao Dagang asked in surprise: "Shouldn't it be your boss who has the final say on what brand of parts to use?"

Yan Wenbin next to him saw some clues from Wang Luoyong's tone and expression.

After the last bidding, Wang Luoyong told him that as long as the improvement plan they submitted this time was not much worse than Fuji Electric's model in terms of performance and provided some advantages in cost, Changhong Group would choose Domestic fans as an alternative.

That's why he asked Wu Yifan to find someone to optimize the fan performance.

"Dayong, has the situation changed again?" Yan Wenbin asked tentatively.

"Alas..." Wang Luoyong put on the blue work clothes used for testing and sighed. After hesitating for a moment, he replied: "Uncle Yan, I didn't expect that the Japanese would do so many tricks..."

"what happened?"

Hao Dagang and Yan Wenbin spoke almost at the same time.

“After the previous announcement that the bid validity period had been extended, suddenly a local company in Sichuan Province called Hongxiang Electric Machinery also submitted a new design sample. The technical specifications are almost identical to the Fuji Electric model.”

"But...what does this have to do with the Japanese you just mentioned?"

Hao Dagang looked at Wang Luoyong, who bowed his head silently, and Yan Wenbin, who had a serious look on his face. He still didn't understand the situation:

"And if there is such a company in your local area, why didn't they participate in the last bidding?"

"This……"

Wang Luoyong scratched his head, and after confirming that there was no one else nearby, he explained in a low voice:

"The original Hongxiang Electric Motor Factory went bankrupt in 92. Now this is a joint venture company established with Fuji Electric. It is said to be a joint venture, but it is actually an assembly plant. I took it apart during the inspection before and found that the blades and bearings were all damaged. I bought it directly from Fuji Electric.”

"Can this be considered domestically produced?" Hao Dagang was dumbfounded after hearing the explanation.

If Chang Haonan heard this conversation, he would probably be familiar with this word game of disguising imports as domestic products.

But for Chinese companies in this era, this trick is still very unfamiliar.

After hearing Wang Luoyong's answer, Yan Wenbin showed an expression of sudden realization on his face.

Changhong Group is a local state-owned enterprise managed by Sichuan Province.

Obviously, Sichuan Province has a very good motive to require Changhong Group to choose a provincial company to become a parts supplier.

What's more, the performance of the parts provided by others is inherently better.

Over and over again, his only advantage was one advantage.

And Wang Luoyong was obviously very helpless about this:

"Although the structure of the axial flow fan is very simple, after all, the final production process is local in Sichuan Province, and Fuji Electric is only a second-tier supplier. On paper, it can indeed be counted as domestically produced, but in fact everything, including The technicians who work with us are all from Fuji Electric."

"So when we first came here, the person who walked out of your office was a Japanese?"

Hao Dagang thought of the man he met at the door of Wang Luoyong's office not long ago.

"You damn Japanese, you're just a Japanese comprador, relying on all the technologies provided by Fuji Electric to make fun of me..."

Wang Luoyong was obviously a little angry when he mentioned this matter:

"It turned out that the director of Hongxiang Electric Machinery Factory contracted the factory at a low price during the restructuring, and then declared bankruptcy and liquidation. He accepted the capital injection from Fuji Electric to establish the current joint venture Hongxiang Electric Machinery Factory."

"MD, what a scum..."

After hearing the person's identity, Hao Dagang, who was already more arrogant, subconsciously wanted to spit, but he held it back thinking that he was still in his office building.