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Text Chapter 137 The traitor Wang Ben¡¯s robbery

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    "Fuck him~ Oh my god!"

    Wang Ben looked at the pile of things in front of him dumbfounded and couldn't help but curse.

    This pile of things includes calendars, key rings, pendants there are all kinds of things.  There was even a box of cookies!  And the biscuit box clearly says eight-star biscuits!  The appearance of the box is also directly copied from the appearance in "Eight Star Announcement".

    These things are all related to "Eight Stars Announcement", let's consider them as peripheral products of the "Eight Stars Annunciation" movie!

    But the key is that none of these things have anything to do with Phantom International!

    Strictly speaking, it¡¯s all a fake product!  Wang Ben and Phantom International have not authorized any company to produce these things!

    Last night when Wang Ben went to find Pan Yingzi to have a romantic relationship, he saw a rather exquisite pendant hanging on Pan Yingzi's jade neck.  The pendant is a photo sealed in crystal glass.  Of course the photo is Wang Ben¡¯s.  He thought it was Pan Yingzi who asked someone to make it custom-made.  After asking, I found out that they were all over the street.

    As soon as Wang Ben arrived at the company today, he arranged for two people from the company to go to the streets to collect.  The result was this pile of things placed in front of Wang Ben.

    To be honest, Wang Ben attaches great importance to the development of film peripheral products.  The revenue from the sales of peripheral products derived from the movie is even much higher than the movie itself.  It also develops, produces and operates peripheral industries such as film-related clothing, props, toys, posters, audio and video products, etc., with low cost and high profits.  I really can¡¯t give up!

    But Wang Ben has put these things behind these days.  Unexpectedly, when Wang Ben saw it again, these things were already placed in front of him.

    Wang Ben said to Huang Zhan dumbfounded: "Brother Zhan, why are the counterfeit goods in Xiangjiang so arrogant? The streets are selling these things. Aren't they afraid that I will take them to court?"

    Huang Zhan waved his hands and said disdainfully: "Ahu, don't you know how many copycat factories there are in Xiangjiang? There are countless family workshops in Xiangjiang now, and there are also countless manufacturers producing these things. How many can you sue?"

    The word ¡°counterfeit goods¡± comes from Cantonese.  As Hong Kong's economy took off in the 1970s, many family-style workshops manufacturing light industrial products emerged here. Because the simple wooden houses were built along the hillside, Hong Kong people jokingly called these workshops "cottage factories."  The products it produces are naturally dubbed as knockoffs.

    Its arrogance is comparable to that of mainland China later.  Later, mainland China just learned from Xiangjiang.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Say something else.  In 1950, Li Ka-shing opened the "Changjiang Plastic Factory" on Queen's Road West in Hong Kong Island to produce plastic toys and household products. The scale at that time was also among the "cottage factories".

    Wang Ben looked through the things on the table and found that most of them did not have manufacturer marks.  The only one with a logo is this eight-star biscuit.  Wang Ben opened the box of beautifully packaged eight-star biscuits, picked up a biscuit and ate it.

    "Huh? It tastes pretty good! Brother Zhan, you can have a piece too!"

    The two of them chatted while eating.

    Wang Ben smiled and said: "Brother Zhan, we can't ignore this matter, we can't let it go! Do you know how much profit there is? It scares you to death if we tell you. If we can make this movie peripheral good, the revenue from it may be greater than the movie box office  It¡¯s still high! Movies can only be released once or twice, but these things can be sold every day, so we must pay attention to this matter!¡±

    Huang Zhan was eating biscuits.  He mumbled and asked, "Then how do you want to deal with this matter?"

    Wang Ben smiled mysteriously: "I have my own way! Just watch carefully!"

    ¡°As he spoke, Wang Ben picked up the phone and dialed the number on the package.

    "Hey, Chengji Pastry? I want to ask if this eight-star biscuit of yours is the eight-star biscuit in "The Eight-Star Announcement"?"

    Wang Ben smiled and waved his hand towards Huang Zhan, signaling him not to speak, and then put the phone on speakerphone.

    After a burst of noise on the phone, a man's clear and loud voice came out.

    "Yes, yes! The eight-star biscuits from our Chengji Pastry Factory are the biscuits in the movie! Let me tell you! It was only after Mr. Wang Benwang ate our biscuits that he was inspired to film this movie.  The movie "Eight Star Announcement" would not have happened without our Chengji Pastry's eight-star "Announcement of Good News" tsk tsk tsk five kinds of nuts, six kinds.  Multigrain, delicious and nourishing for the brain! Give it to the elderly, give it to your children, give it to your boss It is definitely the best choice this year Oh, this gentleman, it is absolutely impossible to choose our Chengji Pastry's eight-star biscuits.  Incorrect!¡­¡­"

    This gentleman is definitely a chatterbox. He keeps talking non-stop when he opens his mouth.  ??And he also said that this fake eight-star biscuit is in heaven and on earth.  It makes you feel that if you don't buy it, it will definitely be a huge loss for you.

    ????????????????????? Wang Po is very skillful in selling melons and boasting about herself.  Even if this eloquence is applied to a TV station, managing the advertising department will not yield at all!

    Wang Ben and Huang Zhan looked at each other in shock and couldn't help laughing. In the end, they had to hold back their laughter with pained faces.  Wang Ben raised his index finger and hissed at Huang Zhan, telling him not to laugh out loud.

    But Huang Zhan still couldn't help but pointed at Wang Ben and asked with a smile: "Hey! Ahu, you didn't really think of making this movie because you ate their biscuits, right?"

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    As he spoke, Huang Zhan couldn't help but hold on to the table and burst into laughter.

    Huang Zhan¡¯s smile made Wang Ben unable to hold back anymore, and he also burst into laughter

    The laughter caused He Qinglian, who was sitting outside, to roll his eyes, shake his head and sigh: "What a madman"

    Wang Ben laughed and said intermittently into the phone: "Hahaha I would like to ask if you have obtained written permission from Phantom International to produce eight-star biscuits in your store?"

    "Uh! Thateven though we don't havebut"Eight Star Announcement" was filmed in our store! And Mr. Wang also agreed"

    The voice was intermittent, no longer as crisp as before, and even a little guilty and arrogant.

    Was it taken in your store?

    Wang Ben actually remembered this store.  It seems that this store owner is very smart!  It's just hum hum hum Is it just that I, Wang Ben, am so cheap?

    Wang Ben's voice also became serious and cold, "Oh? That means you haven't obtained the permission of Phantom International yet! Do you know that the Eight-Star Biscuit has been registered by Phantom International, and you are using it without permission?  You will be sued and your whole family will be ruined!¡±

    There was a crackling sound from the phone, like a chair falling over and knocking something over.  It seemed that Wang Ben's harsh threats had frightened the man.

    The man¡¯s stern and angry voice came from the phone, ¡°Street boy. Who are you? Why are you meddling in so many other things?!¡±

    Wang Ben yelled into the phone, "I'm Wang Ben! Do you think you can take care of this matter! How dare you, motherfucker, to take my stuff and sell it all over the street!"

    There was a crackling sound, followed by a hoarse scream, and then there was a strange silence

    Wang Ben and Huang Zhan looked at each other in confusion.

    Could it be that he was knocked unconscious just now?  Or am I (Ahu) petrified by Wang Ben?

    Wang Ben didn't care about this. He shouted into the phone: "If you don't reply, I will take you to court tomorrow! I will bankrupt you! Let you go to Stanley Prison to eat free meals! Do you hear me?!"

    "Wang, Mr. Wang, don't do it! I, I. I admit defeat! Mr. Wang, tell me what you want?"

    Wang Ben sneered and said, "It depends on whether you are worthy of peace or not!"

    "I, I, I will definitely cooperate!"

    Wang Ben snorted coldly: "Come to Phantom International to find me right now! The address is xx Building, xxx Street, Tsim Sha Tsui."

    After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang.

    Huang Zhan stood aside and asked doubtfully: "Ahu, what on earth are you going to do? Don't make such a fuss, right?"

    Huang Zhan still doesn¡¯t care much about the movie peripheral industry.  This cannot be said. It should be said that almost all film companies in Hong Kong are not very concerned about this aspect.  Until a few decades later in mainland China, the Chinese film industry at that time had little development in film peripheral industries.

    What is worth mentioning is that the animation and animation industry is doing well in peripheral areas.  Like the "Three Thousand Questions of Naughty Blue Cat" and "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" series.  While cartoons are on the air, various dolls, toys, themed costumes, etc. are all selling well.  The value created far exceeds the value generated by the cartoon itself.

    Wang Ben knocked on the table unconsciously, thinking about his plan in his mind.  "I want Chengji Pastry to play a show with us. Kill one chicken to scare the monkeys, kill one to scare the hundreds! This will shock these unscrupulous copycat manufacturers."

    In fact, what Wang Ben seeks is even greater!  His vision is not only focused on the simple film peripheral industry.  Besides, it¡¯s so easy to ban those copycat manufacturers.  All Wang Ben wanted was to scare them and ask them to pay Phantom International a share of the profits.

    On the contrary, Wang Ben is more important to the eight-star biscuits, which is related to an important plan of Wang Ben.

    Less than half an hour.  The boss of Chengji Pastry is full ofI ran to Phantom International Company in a sweat.

    The owner of Chengji Pastry is a middle-aged bald man, wearing a suit with traces of flour on his body. He is sitting uneasily in front of Wang Ben at the moment.  While glancing at Wang Ben with twinkling eyes, he kept wiping the sweat from his head.  Waiting for Wang Ben's final judgment on him.

    But Wang Ben was leaning on his desk without saying a word, staring at the bald man with a cold face and sharp eyes, quietly exerting silent pressure on him.  Sweat poured from the middle-aged bald man's body.  The clothes on his body were almost soaked through.

    The wages of avarice is death.  Under such circumstances, the middle-aged bald man still refused to give up the eight-star biscuits as a source of income.  He plucked up the courage and asked: "Mr. Wang, you are in the movie business, so you don't have to argue with us! Just tell us the number, and I will compensate you according to the price. I just hope that Mr. Wang can sell the eight-star biscuits to us."  pastry¡­¡­"

    Wang Ben ignored Cheng Xingui's words. He picked up his fingers and started counting, "You misappropriated my registered trademark without my permission. According to Article 235, Paragraph 7, of the British Laws, how much should the judge sentence you?"  What about one year? No, no! Five years? No, three years is probably enough."

    Three years?  !

    Cheng Xingui's face turned blue and white as Wang Ben said, and he was covered in cold sweat.

    Having said this, Wang Ben slapped his forehead in annoyance and blamed himself: "Ah! Look at my brain! I forgot! In addition to the sentence, you also have to pay a fine! Oh, luckily I have studied the law of foreigners. You  The fine in this case is not much. I think it¡¯s only two million at most! With your family fortune, it should be easy!¡±

    Two million!  !  !

    Cheng Xingui collapsed on the sofa with an almost pale face.

    In fact, how does Wang Ben know anything about the law?  These articles and paragraphs are all made up by Wang Ben, with the purpose of completely scaring Cheng Xingui.  Let him obey Wang Ben's orders obediently from now on.

    Wang Ben still refused to let Cheng Xingui go. He shouted out the door: "Miss He. Miss He! Come here."

    He Qinglian walked into the office, without looking at the limp Cheng Xingui, and asked Wang Ben: "Boss, what are your orders?"

    Wang Ben smiled and said: "Go and notify Mr. Huang and ask him to arrange for a lawyer to investigate the infringement situation of Chengji Pastry Factory, and then prepare to leave"

    Under such circumstances, Cheng Xingui was still slumped on the sofa.  He jumped up neatly, ran to Wang Ben in a few steps, grabbed Wang Ben's hand and begged: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang. If you have something to say, please speak it carefully! There is no need to go through the government to move the government!"  "

    He Qinglian was waiting for Wang Ben¡¯s arrangements.  She said softly: "Boss"

    Wang Ben waved his hand and asked He Qinglian to get down.

    The middle-aged bald man couldn't bear the pressure from Wang Ben, and almost cried out to Wang Ben: "Wang, Wang, Mr. Wang, you can't kill without a nod! What on earth do you want? I admit that I am greedy.  , Selling eight-star biscuits without your permission What on earth do you want?"

    Seeing that the middle-aged bald man finally gave in, Wang Ben also gave up on intimidating him.

    Wang Ben shouted coldly: "Let go!"

    The middle-aged bald man was so frightened that he immediately let go of Wang Ben's hand.  I dare not look at Wang Ben.

    Wang Ben's expression softened and he asked calmly: "What's your name?"

    The middle-aged bald man carefully replied: "Cheng Xingui!"

    Wang Ben sneered: "Integrity is expensive? Do you still have integrity? You have made a lot of money these days, right?"

    Cheng Xingui wiped the sweat from his head and said awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay! I didn't make much money."

    Cheng Xingui himself didn¡¯t believe what he said.  With the popularity of "Eight Star Announcement", the reputation of Eight Star Biscuits has become famous throughout Hong Kong.  Plus the consumption during the Chinese New Year**.  The business of Cheng Kee Pastry these days is almost booming!

    Not only the eight-star biscuits are in short supply.  Even other pastries in the factory are also selling well.  The staff in the pastry factory work overtime, and the machines are almost overloaded.  The banknotes were more like running water, flowing into Cheng Nobuki's pocket.

    Cheng Xingui has been thinking about recruiting a new group of employees and purchasing a new batch of machines for the past two days.  Expand the pastry factory and go big.  But just when he was at the height of his happiness, Wang Ben's phone call was indeed like a basin of ice water mixed with ice cubes.  Brutally waking him up from his sweet dream.

    Wang Ben glanced at Cheng Xingui and said calmly: "I may consider not taking you to court"

    Cheng Xingui shouted in surprise: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, thank you, Mr. Wang."

    Wang Ben snorted coldly, "But?¡­¡±

    Cheng Xingui was frightened by Wang Ben's heavy breathing. He looked at Wang Ben cautiously and said, "Mr. Wang, you, you say."

    Wang Ben looked at Cheng Xingui sideways and continued: "But I hope to acquire your pastry factory"

    "What?!" Cheng Xingui jumped up and shouted as if he was electrocuted.

    He really didn¡¯t expect Wang Ben¡¯s appetite to be so big that he actually wanted to devour his pastry factory.

    This pastry factory is his lifeblood.  He worked hard for more than ten years, slowly turning a small family workshop into a medium-sized place now.  Chengji Pastry has placed all Cheng Xingui¡¯s hopes on it.  Now Wang Ben actually wants to acquire it, which Cheng Xingui can never agree to.  But now that the situation is here, what can he do?

    Wang Ben waved his hand and smiled and said: "Don't worry. I won't do the kind of business where you buy and sell by force. I will investigate how much your pastry factory is worth, and I will never treat you badly. Hahaha Besides, we can't  It's fate "Eight Star Announcement" was filmed in your store, right? Now you're selling Eight Star Biscuits Isn't this God's will? As long as you agree to my purchase, I won't pursue the previous matter anymore. "

    Cheng Xingui said with a sad face: What bullshit God¡¯s will!  I wish I hadn¡¯t asked you to shoot the scene, and I wish I had never sold eight-star biscuits!  Why!  But who told me to be greedy?  Now that it falls into the hands of others, it can be said to be fish meat on the chopping board, left to be slaughtered by others!

    Wang Ben patted Cheng Xingui on the shoulder and said: "Boss Cheng, don't worry. I won't buy all of Chengji Pastries. Let's do this! I will buy your place at the full price, but I will leave you a hundred  5/5 of the shares. And if I appoint you as the general manager, you will still be in charge of the place. I will just send a financial person to take charge of the place's finances. What do you think?  If you use my reputation in Xiangjiang to help promote it, you can definitely make the place bigger! Believe me, as long as you agree, you will definitely make more money every year than you did before!  To make money!¡±

    What else could Cheng Xingui say, he could only nod obediently and agree.

    "Okay, Mr. Wang. I agreed. I just hope that Mr. Wang can keep his promise and make the place prosperous. Hey, our family has worked hard for more than ten years to build this place!"

    Wang Ben laughed loudly and said: "Mr. Cheng, don't worry. You will see the place prosper one day. Come on, come on, I have something I hope you can cooperate with"

    "What? Mr. Wang, you still want to sue me?"

    "Eight-star gift package?"

    "Master Wang instant noodles?"

    ""

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