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Chapter 320 One thousand dollars per person

Although the carnival will not end tomorrow, Jester still has some tasks, but because these tasks do not have to appear by themselves, even without themselves, it does not hinder the carnival. For example, the closing ceremony and awards to the contestants in the competition are presented.

In the afternoon of the same day, Jester ordered a flight ticket to New York the next morning and told Lee Kun-hee about the time he arrived in New York.

New York, the headquarters of Samsung's American branch.

In the conference room, there was almost no sound, and the needles were heard. More than 20 senior managers of American branches sat on both sides in a glance, with the main seats empty. Obviously, the person who presided over the meeting had not arrived yet, but even so, everyone present only dared to communicate with their eyes and did not dare to whisper.

These American branches are not familiar with the president who just took over the position of Samsung's president. Although Lee Kun-hee has served as Samsung's vice president for many years and has come to the United States to lead work several times.

More than ten minutes later, Lee Kun-hee, who was expressionless, pushed the door and walked into the conference room. He was following a young assistant next to him. The assistant was holding a heavy suitcase in his hand. Lee Kun-hee was not tall, but she had a stern face and was serious and looked more majestic.

When he was the vice president, Lee Kun-hee was quite easy to talk to and was shy. Samsung people were not too afraid of him. They thought he was much easier to talk to than his father or his elder brother. But when Lee Kun-hee really took over Samsung, they found that what they had expected before was not the case.

In fact, Lee Kun-hee's methods are much cold-blooded and ruthless than his father and his elder brother.

Lee Kun-hee had just entered this conference room. Koreans, who were deeply influenced by Japanese culture, are also a country that values ​​​​high and low. Everyone present immediately stood up until Lee Kun-hee arrived in his seat and nodded to indicate that everyone present could sit down. Everyone sat down again.

First, I looked around the more than 20 people present. These were all the senior executives of Samsung's American branch in the United States, including the heads of three branches in Canada and the heads of major metropolitan areas in the United States. When I saw the people present, Lee Kun-hee looked confused, and the thoughtful Lee was also a little ugly.

However, he forced his anger to suppress the anger in his heart. He nodded slightly and made a gesture to the assistant beside him. Then the assistant placed the briefcase in his hand on the table.

"I read your first half of the year before. To be honest, the report is not good-looking. I am far away in South Korea and can't really consider the situation you are facing, so I didn't say anything at that time." After signaling to the assistant he brought, Lee Kun-hee spoke first. The voice was not loud, but everyone present listened very seriously.

After a brief pause, Lee Kun-hee continued: "I originally planned to come a few months ago, but because something suddenly happened at the headquarters in South Korea and needed to be dealt with, it was delayed." Lee Kun-hee said this sentence lightly, but everyone present was shocked.

Because they are senior leaders of Samsung's American branch, they naturally have their own channels in the headquarters. Although they don't know the specific process, they know that the result of the two tigers' fight in the end was that Lee Kun-hee's brother had left South Korea. When they arrived at the capital of a country across the sea that had not yet established diplomatic relations with South Korea, the excuse used was political refuge.

When Lee Kun-hee heard this, it was impossible for the people present to not change their colors. Lee Kun-hee also saw this scene, but he didn't care much. He then said, "So when I came here this time, I didn't notify you just to see it more realistically. I have earned dozens of shopping malls in New York this day, of all levels and sizes. To be honest, I was very disappointed."

These things were known to these senior executives of Samsung's American branch before they came to this conference room. After all, when they first received a call from Lee Kun-hee to come to New York for a meeting, their first reaction was to investigate Lee Kun-hee's itinerary.

For Lee Kun-hee, the crossing dragon, it is not very difficult for them to find out the date and itinerary of his visit to the United States as long as they are willing.

"President..."

A person in charge of a Samsung American branch seemed to want to explain, but Lee Kun-hee just waved her hand casually, and the man immediately closed his mouth. He took a fancy to Lee Kun-hee's eyes and made him shut up.

"I don't want to say too much now. Our products are much lower than other brands' products, and our products are placed on inconspicuous shelves by those service staff, and they are covered with dust. Although the products of Sony and other brands are much higher than our products, buyers are flocking to them - the international market actually regards Samsung products as second-rate products, and I am very disappointed."

When Lee Kun-hee said these words, his tone did not change, and even his expression was exactly the same as when he entered the conference room before. However, everyone present could easily hear from his words that it was very obvious and extremely dissatisfied.

Dissatisfaction with the entire US Samsung branch.

"I'm not saying that our products are bad. I'm telling you that you don't have the heart to work. If you think our products are not as good as others, then we should be despised for granted and our products should be covered with dust. I will never forgive such people. Samsung doesn't need such people - you don't need to defend, and I won't listen. I'll give you a task now. You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Lee Kun-hee waved directly to the assistant he brought, and the assistant nodded, opened the suitcase on the table, and then there were brand new dollars filled with rolls of one thousand dollars.

There is even a bank seal on these dollars. Obviously, this is what Lee Kun-hee just took out from the bank.

"There are twenty-six people present in total, which is $260,000."

Lee Kun-hee stood up directly, then reached out to take the suitcase, poured it directly on the table, and the green dollars immediately filled the table.

Although more than 200,000 US dollars is not a huge amount, when the 260,000 US dollars piled up on the table like a hill, it still gives people a strong impact and shock. At least, the pupils of the senior managers of the Samsung North American branch of the 260,000 US dollars suddenly contracted when they saw the 260,000 green US dollars, and their breathing became stronger.

This shows that the impact of the 260,000 US dollars in cash on them is still very big.

"Each of you get a thousand dollars from here, I personally pay for it, and then go to the stage to buy the most popular electronic products now, and bring them all here." Lee Kun-hee said, and then glanced at the scene again. He saw that the people present were still looking at him dumbly, and his face changed instantly.

"Are they all deaf? I didn't understand what I was saying just now?"

This roar made the twenty-six senior officials of Samsung's US regional managers and above awake instantly. They realized that this was not their president joking with them, but were playing the real thing. Then these people no longer dared to hesitate, and stood up one thousand dollars from the table one by one, and then bowed respectfully to Lee Kun-hee, who had been standing there and watching coldly, and left.

After the last person left, Lee Kun-hee spoke and asked to the assistant who had been standing beside him: "When will Jester arrive?"

The assistant took out a small black notebook from his pocket, looked through it, and said, "Mr. Li said yesterday that the plane to New York at 3:00 this afternoon."

Lee Kun-hee nodded after hearing the answer, paused for a moment, and then said, "Bing Min, do you know why I did this?" Faced with the words my boss suddenly asked, Song Bingmin, who had followed Lee Byung-cheol and is now Lee Kun-hee's personal bodyguard, shook his head.

"Actually, our products are much different from those of large companies like Sony in terms of quality and workmanship. I know all of these. Maybe you think it's a bit unreasonable for me to suddenly get so angry with these people, but I'm a little unreasonable. I'm not so angry because our products are so unpopular in the United States, but because they only say in their financial reports that our sales are not good, but they never say why our sales are not good."

As he said that, Lee Kun-hee walked to the window, which was a tall building with more than 20 stories. From below you can see the bustling New York streets.

"This time I just want them to know what is the difference between our products and these world-class brands, why can their products be attracted to consumers, and ours will be taken for granted and no one will care about it. If they don't understand this, why should we, Samsung, come to the United States to open so many branches?"

After seeing his bodyguard, he still said nothing after hearing his words. Lee Kun-hee just shook his head. He did not expect his personal bodyguard to understand what he said. But now he especially wants to find someone to express his thoughts. In his mind, he has one. If he says it, he may scare these Samsung American senior executives to the goal of the myocardial infarction competition. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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