Shockingly, a counterfeit factory has produced a 3-nanometer chip.

Chapter 192 The Local Bully's Self-Protection

Chen Jiahao's office is on the 23rd floor, with a great view; you can see half of Jakarta through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

As soon as he entered the office, he lay down on the large boss's chair, without inviting Shen Fei and his group to sit down. He just crossed his legs and flipped through the documents in his hand.

Shen Fei and his group ignored him and sat down on the sofa next to them...

The other person glanced at it but didn't say anything.

"Transsion Technology..." After a long while, he slowly began to speak, "They're doing well in the African market, and quite well in China too."

I've heard of you.

"Young Master Chen, you're too kind. We came to Jakarta this time to discuss cooperation with the Chen Group. The Chen Group is a leading figure in the Indonesian Chinese business community, with the widest distribution network in the mobile phone industry."

"We hope to leverage Mr. Chen's resources to bring Transsion into the Indonesian market."

Although Wang Hua was not satisfied, he was, after all, preparing to use them to make preliminary preparations.

They spoke very politely.

"Cooperation?" Chen Jiahao laughed, a slightly disdainful smile on his face. "Mr. Wang, do you know how many mobile phones are sold in the Indonesian market each year?"

"About 4000 million units last year." Wang Hua had clearly done his research.

"4200 million units." Chen Jiahao put down the document in his hand. "Do you know how many of those 4200 million units were from brands like Nokia, Samsung, and Blackberry?"

This isn't Africa... Market competition isn't as simple as you think.

"About 70%, but we are confident that we can take this piece of meat from their hands."

"Mr. Wang, no, it's not that easy."

It's not that I'm pessimistic, but the remaining 30% are even more determined than these people, so your chances of success are very low.

Wang Hua nodded again: "ZTE, Huawei, TCL, Gionee, Gionee and other Chinese brands have taken up the remaining 30%."

Chen Jiahao's expression became even more amused: "President Wang has done his homework well. You should also know that this 30% market share has already been almost completely divided up by a dozen or so brands."

I'll advise you one more time: Indonesia isn't Africa; there are no untapped markets here for you to exploit.

This is quite a blunt statement, almost attributing the efforts made by Transsion to good luck.

Wang Hua's expression stiffened, but since the task wasn't completed, she still forced herself to speak:

"Mr. Chen is right, the competition in the Indonesian market is indeed fierce."

But Transsion has its own advantages. We understand emerging markets and know how to deal with local users.

The success in the African market has proven this point.

"Africa is Africa, and Indonesia is Indonesia," Chen Jiahao interrupted him. "In Africa, you can make a living by using gimmicks like 'eight cards, eight stays'."

But in Indonesia, users appreciate Nokia's quality and Samsung's screens.

What do you have?

Marketing alone won't get you anywhere in this market.

"We have exclusive beautification technology, fast charging technology, Taishan chips..."

Li Qing, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "Our Taishan 900 chip has three times the performance of the Qualcomm 8255. This is our core technology, which those counterfeit manufacturers cannot compare to."

Each of our phones is very competitive. For example, the Indonesian version of the Power 2 Max, which was first promoted in Indonesia, has a large 4000mAh battery and a price of $199.

A Gionee phone with the same configuration would cost at least 249.

And our cheapest T80 series is priced at just $30.

Chen Jiahao paused for a moment, then glanced at Li Qing and Wang Hua a few more times.

Both women share one common trait: youth and beauty. As for ability, they certainly possess it, but it's definitely not as important as the former.

It seems that this Mr. Shen is not as chaste as the rumors on the internet suggest...

No wonder he had to personally take charge this time. He then gave a knowing smile that men often share.

"And this is...?"

"I am Li Qing, the head of the publicity department at Transsion," Li Qing introduced herself.

"The publicity department?" Chen Jiahao laughed. "Is President Li trying to persuade me from a publicity perspective?"

"I'm just stating the facts," Li Qing retorted calmly. "The Indonesian market is indeed highly competitive, but high competition doesn't mean there are no opportunities."

Especially a bunch of old relics that are now past their prime.

Chen Jiahao opened his mouth to refute, but Li Qing didn't give him the chance.

"Nokia phones are of good quality, but the Symbian system is outdated."

Sansa's screens are good, but their mobile phones are being repeatedly defeated by us in Africa, so I don't think they are in any danger.

BlackBerry has BBM, but that's an advantage from 5 years ago.

Modern users want large batteries, dual SIM cards, internet access, and the ability to use social media.

We can provide all of these; our Taishan system can even adapt to social media on feature phones.

Chen Jiahao stopped laughing and finally became serious, staring at Li Qing for a few seconds.

"President Li is very confident." He stood up, lingered on Shen Fei for a long while, and asked the question that had worried him the most.

"But I'm curious, how do you plan to sell these phones?"

Will you open your own stores, like you have in the African and Chinese markets?

Li Qing and Wang Hua exchanged a glance, finally understanding why they were being treated this way.

After all, they couldn't possibly have been unaware of the fame of Chuanyin.

Moreover, this was done after someone had been asked to make arrangements.

It turns out they were afraid that Transsion's self-operated stores would eat up their offline channels.

After all, the Chen family's distribution channels cover the entire Indonesian territory, with over 2000 stores. If Transsion were to take over the mobile phone market, they would suffer heavy losses.

"Of course we hope to cooperate with the Chen family," Wang Hua quickly replied. "Your company's distribution channels cover the entire Indonesian territory, and you have a great influence there, which can alleviate our pressure."

"acting."

Chen Jiahao was startled at first, but when he remembered the telepathic communication, he turned around and his expression changed to one as if he were listening to a joke.

"Mr. Wang, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

The Chen family has been operating in Indonesia for 30 years, and the brands we represent are all at the level of Nokia and Samsung.

"You're a brand that just entered the Indonesian market, you don't even know if you'll survive for three months, and you want us to be your distributors."

Wang Hua's face changed completely; it seemed he couldn't be fooled anymore.

Chen Jiahao walked up to Shen Fei and looked down at him.

However, Shen Fei was sitting, while he was standing.

"Mr. Shen, I know that your company is doing quite well in Indonesia and Africa."

To be honest, we don't care about Africa except for its mineral resources.

How big can a market with a per capita GDP of less than $1000 be?

Indonesia is different. Indonesia's GDP per capita is $3500, its market is more mature than Africa's, and its rules are more comprehensive.

Many Chinese mobile phone brands came knocking, but probably less than one in ten survived more than three months.

Shen Fei ignored him and just watched quietly... after all, he wasn't qualified yet.

"I'm not targeting you personally," Chen Jiahao shrugged. "I'm just telling the truth."

You can enter Indonesia, but don't expect to achieve your goals overnight.

"How about we open a few stores first, sell there for a while, build up a reputation, and then talk about large-scale agency?"

"What Young Master Chen means is that there's no room for negotiation," Shen Fei finally said.

"It's not that there's nothing to discuss, it's that we have to follow the rules." He sat back down in his chair. "The Chen family has its own rules. Although General Manager Huang asked our shareholders to make the introduction, we can't break the rules just because of this statement."

"How about this, you go back and think about it first, then come back to find us later..."

This is an order to leave.

Wang Hua glanced at Shen Fei, his eyes questioning...