Chapter 1779: Chapter 841: Exam Email
In any field, there are underlying rules, including selling at.
All along, Japan’s beef has been globally known.
In this situation, Boss Yan suddenly ca up with a top-grade beef and plans to enter the Arican market. For them, it surely won’t be too pleasing.
This is just like selling vegetables on the street; a few people have been selling cabbages there every day. Over ti, they beco accustod to monopolizing the market. Then suddenly soone new cos along, not only selling cabbages of similar quality but also at a price that isn’t much higher.
So among those few people, so will be displeased and might speak ill of the newcor behind their back, while the more domineering ones might deliberately cause problems for the newcor.
But their goal is simply to make the newcor sell elsewhere or sell their cabbages at a low price to them—or at least keep a distance so as not to compete too fiercely.
However, switching to an international scale, it’s not so simple.
Take those from Japan, for example, regarding their relationship with China; well, we all understand that. So now, they not only directly question the quality of your products but also plan to use a double-pronged approach—even if your quality is truly up to standard, I’ll bribe the ‘market administrators’ to stop you from selling in this market, directly blocking you.
As for whether you can sell or not, whether you live or die, saying they don’t care at all wouldn’t be right… They certainly hope you die.
Similar matters won’t be elaborated in detail in the news, so most of the ti, people only see the surface smiles; as for the backstabbing, it’s done quietly.
It can be imagined that now Arica is starting to make moves. If Boss Yan lets it go, then other market areas will also use various ans to block.
In short, you can’t be allowed to grow!
Making money together is said among their own, not to you, who suddenly popped up, not a close ‘neighbor.’ Not only can’t you make money, but you’ve got to be suppressed until you have no way out and close down.
Of course, closing down isn’t the only option; there’s another way where you follow our rules, pay us ‘protection money,’ take out your profits, leave yourself a little token share, and contribute the rest obediently.
The news from Yan Fei’s side just ca out; currently, there’s only so movent in Arica. It’s estimated that in other places, when Cow flower company is suppressed to a dead end inexplicably, then soone will jump out to discuss acquisition or investnt.
Anderson called Yan Fei, reporting while also seeking help. Although he has so influence locally, if faced with international big businessn, his capabilities seem a bit insufficient.
After all, everything boils down to interests. Those international big businessn obviously bring more interests.
Japan’s actions in Arica are quite straightforward and blunt; they directly use their connections in the upper levels to first question your quality, then restrict you from a policy standpoint—otherwise, Anderson wouldn’t have gotten the news so fast.
Hmm, this is quite in line with Boss Yan’s usual external approach. Boss Yan is usually even more straightforward and blunt than them.
When Anderson hesitantly expressed that his influence could barely ensure the rating received wouldn’t be a problem, but if the opposition imposes legislative asures to restrict beef imports, then the orders he received might not be able to continue.
Yan Fei straightforwardly stated: “Then just make sure my rating is fine first! Then use your connections, investigate clearly all the companies involved in this matter and the detailed situation of the participants. If you can investigate thoroughly, then I’ll surprise you as a reward.”
Anderson was a bit surprised but couldn’t imdiately put his inner worries aside. He’s now completely aboard Boss Yan’s ship, with no turning back, only hoping for Boss Yan to win victoriously in this war without smoke.
Putting aside mixed emotions, Anderson imdiately started busily investigating the information Boss Yan wanted.
…
In the bedroom, Xu Xiaoyan asked worriedly, “What’s going on?”
“Just others can’t stand us doing well, they’re jealous!” Yan Fei patted his wife’s shoulder. “Just get so sleep. Don’t worry! There’s rarely anything that can stump now; I’ll solve it in a few days, ensuring it won’t affect our final exams.”
…
For the next two days, Yan Fei went to school to take exams as scheduled.
Yes, it’s the final exams.
A guy who’s dreaming of being a Docter wouldn’t forget his student identity!
Lu Bin, holding a small notebook, passed by the large classroom outside several tis, and each ti sneakily glanced inside. There’s greenery outside the large classroom, and the path is on this side of the plants; to sneak a look, he even has to stack bricks and peer through the window like a thief.
To be a counselor to this extent, he’s the only one in the whole school—look at how concerned he is for his class’s students during exams!
As he was watching, a voice sounded behind him: “Hey, who are you? What are you doing?”
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