In the first quarter of 2001, spring was of absolutely extraordinary significance. When the first cold was warm, bad news suddenly came from motorcycles, known as the hope of China's industrial, and sold production factories in three newly merged states in one fell swoop, and then expanded production capacity, and began to fight with island motorcycles on China's land to start a price war.

The price butcher knife is unparalleled, killing one thousand enemies and losing 800 on their own. This is a way of losing both sides. Now the two sides are competing not on production capacity but on the foundation. In other words, who can compress production costs and lose longer. This is a contest where the winner is the king. Whoever is left will survive and who is the king.

When he learned that the Motorcycle K was facing the challenge and the price reduction around the world began to be reduced, Heyuan Shangbo's eyes shone and asked excitedly: "What are the market share of our and Motorcycle KR in China?"

The young and beautiful, shy and charming little secretary immediately bowed and took out the document and said respectfully: "Currently, Motorcycle Alliance accounts for 45% of the market, Motorcycle K accounts for 43% of the market, and the remaining market is dominated by other industries."

After hearing this data, Heyuan Shangbo immediately slapped his hands: "Please note that our four companies account for 45% of the market share of motorcycle kR is comparable to ours. In other words, when Motorcycle KR is in a price war, every piece of money he loses, each of our four companies loses 25 cents, which will definitely drag him down.

Miyamoto frowned: "Chinese people are good at controlling costs, and sometimes they even reduce product quality to compress production costs. Now that motorcycle K is in a price war, do you think they will exchange quality for cost?"

A bright light flashed in Mitsui Nao's eyes: "I really hope they can exchange quality for cost. The reason why the motorcycle K is popular all over the world is not only because it conforms to aesthetic design, but also because it has extraordinary quality..."

Before Mitsui Nao finished speaking, Kawagen Hakuhiro waved his hand, and a new smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that only the old fox had: "I am looking forward to the Chinese people being clever and notify the technicians below to pay close attention to motorcycle kR products. If there is quality problem, contact the newspaper and TV station immediately." As he said that, the smile on his face turned into a grim smile: "I not only want to destroy motorcycle k, but also make him smelly."

The three people in the room laughed meaningfully, while Tojo Wen's face was still cold, and he asked in a hard voice: "When will Shangtao have an accident? I can't wait."

"It's so fast." Heyuan Shangbo's eyes flashed with light: "I have arranged to go to China, I believe that an accident will be created soon." Zhang Xunqi is one leg of motorcycle kR, and Shang Tao is the other leg of motorcycle kR. As long as one leg of motorcycle kR is destroyed, Heyuan Shangbo believes that Huaxia motorcycle k will melt quickly like the ice and snow under the violent sun.

The skyscrapers in the Magic City are lined with sky, looking down from the sky, like steel jungles, layer by layer, blooming thousands of feet of light under the sunlight.

The beard and steel teeth were facing a great enemy, and they surrounded Shang Tao with twelve subordinates. If there were snipers around, they would immediately pounce on Shang Tao and use their bodies to block bullets for Shang Tao.

This kind of life makes Shang Tao very uncomfortable, but he can't do anything. When he becomes a public figure or even lives as a symbol, everything becomes involuntary. It is not that he wants such a huge show, but that for safety and common cause, Shang Tao must do this.

The silver-bright Rolls-Royce phantom slowly opened. Xuan Qi, who was sitting in the back seat, shook down the bulletproof glass window and shouted at Shang Tao. Shang Tao happily got into the Rolls-Royce.

Looking outside through the thick bulletproof glass, everything looks like a dream. The extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom is like a fueled alloy tank, bulletproof body, reinforced chassis, and the front can withstand the attack of Iron Fist rockets. The chassis is not afraid of the roar of anti-tank mines. Some people once commented that the whole car is as safe as a safe.

And now Shang Tao knocked on the thick glass and said, "This thing is much safer than the safe." He shrugged helplessly: "I'm not that delicate."

"The island country's sluts took action. The Island Country Motorcycle Alliance has set off a price war worldwide. The domestic price is reduced by 50%, and the foreign price is reduced by 30%. Xuan Qi said, narrowing his eyes: "The price reduction is 30%, which can barely be enough to make a purchase. It will be reduced to 50%. If you sell one, you will lose one. In the next few months, Motorcycle K and the Island Country Motorcycle Alliance will be a bloody battle. Whoever can't hold on first will be defeated first."

"So serious?" Shang Tao did not expect the situation to become so sluggish. His eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Xuan Qi and asked, "What do I need to do?"

"Since it's a protracted war, I don't have time to hide and hide with them. You're right. You only have to be a thief for thousands of days, and there's no reason to defend against thieves for thousands of days. Since they want to deal with you, then we will lure them out and kill them in one fell swoop." Xuan Qi said as he looked over Shang Tao's head, saw his flashing luck, and saw his black-colored disaster aura, and grabbed the continuous deduction of the disaster. Xuan Qi quickly found the clues.

"So he was paying attention like this." After peeking at the next plan of the island people, a smile flashed across Xuan Qi's face, and the rest of the matter was much easier to do. After whispering in Shang Tao's ear, Shang Tao also twitched his head.

In the alley in the Magic City, there is an inconspicuous small hotel, two young people who look like international students gather together and are studying what they are doing.

A compressed steel cylinder was connected behind a small steel pipe about the length of a palm. The cylinder was filled with oxygen, and a long fine needle was stuffed into the steel pipe. The young man with a square face turned the steel pipe to the solid wood board in front of the bed and said, "Mr. Ono, as long as you point the steel pipe mouth at the solid wood board and pull the pressure valve behind, the steel needle in the steel pipe will spray out..." He also demonstrated for Ono.

With a swish, the steel needle that was shot rapidly had a fluorescent light, which directly penetrated the three-layer solid wood board like tofu, making it so sharp.

"Koizumi-kun is so powerful?" Ono couldn't put it down and picked up the cylinder and gas tank. Under Koizumi's guidance, he put the two things into his clothes. He imitated Koizumi's appearance, aimed at the solid wood board not far away, and pulled the pressure valve behind him. With a swish, the steel needle shot out again pierced through the three-layer thick solid wood board.

Such great attack power, not to mention shooting a wheel, even shooting a head through a helmet can shoot the other person in the head. It's so strong, so cool

Koizumi seemed to see Ono's thoughts and whispered to Ono: "Remember, your task is to create an accident, not to kill people." He said with a stern expression: "You must know that Shang Tao's father is the commander-in-chief of the garrison troops in the capital. If you really attack Shang Tao, it will be a political incident and will cause many people..."

Ono's body trembled in horror: "Since Shang Tao is so awesome and his father is so strong, why do we still provoke him?"

"Because he killed Watanabe Shojun." Fever and reverence flashed in Koizumi's eyes: "Watanabe Shojun is my idol, and in order to make the empire more prosperous, we must do something for the empire to crush these stumbling blocks that affect the empire's progress."

"Hai" Ono immediately bowed ninety degrees, nodded heavily to Koizumi, and then repeated: "Crush all these stumbling blocks that block the empire's progress."

The two young people who put interests first in the island countries began to make final preparations. An assassination was condensing, and the fierce killing aura began to condense.

Xuan Qi sat on the top of the skyscraper, shaking the red wine glass in his hand, looking at the neon lights in the night of the Magic City, and feeling this little bit of indulgence.

What is a person after all? This is a proposition that cannot be explained clearly in words. Xuan Qi feels the wonder of fate and laments the change of fate. A life that is twisted and winds like a wave line, and the ups and downs are always hard to comment.

Good fortune is the basis of misfortune, and misfortune is the basis of good fortune. When Xuan Qi confirmed that there was an additional 10 billion in his bank card, he all transferred it to Zhang Xunqi. After the money was received, Xuan Qi said earnestly on the phone: "This is no longer a simple amount of money, but the hearts of his brothers. I cannot let my brothers down. Now I have entrusted them all to you, and at least twice the reward."

Zhang Xunqi understood the meaning of Xuan Qi's words. The double return means that the current half-deal price is still watery, and at least it has to be discounted to a 30% discount. Fortunately, this is not a battle in one go, but a tactic of temptation and gradually adding troops to cheer up. Zhang Xunqi believes that he can do a good job.

Motorcycle K made a move and sold the factories in three overseas states, the price war was in full swing. All the Xuanzi Groups began to dismantle cash to Motorcycle K’s already tight capital chain, but now it collapsed even tighter, just like a rope around its neck. As long as it tightened a little bit, all Xuanzi companies would suffocate.

The Xuanzi Group, which rose like a meteor, not only had a group of like-minded brothers, but also raised half of the enemies. They were jealous of Xuanqi's ability to turn stones into gold, they were jealous of Xuanqi's speed of making wealth, they were jealous of Xuanqi's chickens with golden eggs in their hands, and the river with cash flowing. Suddenly, they saw the Xuanzi Group reveal such a big flaw, and they all stared at the eyes of Xuanqi, and wanted to step forward to Taotie with sharpening their knives.

After hearing this news, Heyuan Shangbo immediately opened the sake he had collected for many years, poured a glass and drank it deeply. The fragrance penetrated his throat, from the Adam's apple to the stomach bag, and then narrowed his eyes and said, "The Chinese are indeed the same as before, and they suffer from face. Originally, we just wanted to get a motorcycle, but we didn't expect the entire Xuanzi group to intervene in this dispute. It's great, it's great."

Heyuan Shangbo, who was in a happy mood, gritted his teeth and said, "Since that's the case, then destroy you all." This is a chain of things, a chain of things that uproot the entire Xuanzi Group. The trap and the pie are always one word different from each other. A hero cuts off his arm just talks. Most people understand this truth, but when things really fall on themselves, they may not necessarily do this.
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