63: Chapter 63 Encountering Compatriots in a Foreign Land

The one-hour press conference passed quickly.

Not long after the press conference ended, the Tianxing Generation 2 phones and laptops were launched for sale right on time.

Just one minute after being listed.

Mobile phone orders shot straight to 200,000 units!

Laptop sales exploded even further, reaching 400,000 units!

And that was with full payment required; otherwise, both would have surpassed 500,000 in a single minute.

Just after an hour.

Phone sales broke two million!

Laptop sales broke four million!

At this rate, breaking ten million in a day wouldn't be a problem at all.

The entire internet went completely crazy.

"Holy crap! This is way too fierce!"

"Two hundred thousand units in one minute? Terrifyingly impressive!"

"President Chen is faster than a money-printing machine!"

Chen Mo sat in his office, looking at the backend data.

Since all the components were produced in-house, the cost of a Tianxing Generation 2 phone was only a little over two thousand.

The costs for desktops and laptops were even pushed down to 1,000 yuan, including labor.

Even if the laptops were sold for only 2,599, and even if they were given away for free to old users, he would still make more than double the profit.

Not to mention the phones, which brought in a net profit of nearly 5,000 per unit.

Selling 10 million units would mean 50 billion in profit.

Selling abroad, that could double or triple again.

While others were doing business, he was performing a dimensionality reduction strike.

Meanwhile, netizens abroad were completely moved to tears of envy.

"These phones, these computers—the performance is too good! And the price is so cheap!"

"The machines over here are simply trash compared to Tianxing!"

"Why is it only sold to the Dragon Nation and not to us!"

"Protest! I want Tianxing, not Apple!"

But no matter how much they craved it, it was useless.

Chen Mo had already left a contingency plan in the machines:

As soon as they left the borders of the Dragon Nation, the devices would be locked.

Not even the gray market could do anything.

People abroad were completely enraged, taking to the streets to protest and curse their governments.

"Lift the sanctions immediately! We want to buy Tianxing!"

"Stop listening to America's blind directions!"

Governments of various countries couldn't withstand the pressure and came to the Dragon Nation's officials to plead.

As a result, the official stance was very firm:

"Want the goods? Apologize first, then get in line.

Wait until the people of the Dragon Nation have bought enough, then it'll be your turn."

This was the confidence of holding the truth in one's hands!

While the rest of the world was wailing, Chen Mo had already quietly slipped away.

He disguised himself, took on a fake identity, and arrived low-key in Korea.

Walking beside him, arm in arm, was the well-behaved and exquisitely dressed Im Yoon-ah.

Today was her birthday, and Chen Mo had specially made time to accompany her.

Both had disguised themselves and weren't recognized while walking through the mall.

Im Yoon-ah was clingy the whole way, holding Chen Mo's arm and smiling sweetly.

"Oppa, look at this one. Does it look good?"

"You look good in anything."

Chen Mo smiled and rubbed her head.

His identity was too sensitive back home; without a special disguise, he would be the focus of attention wherever he went, making it hard to just quietly accompany someone shopping.

In Korea, it was actually more relaxed.

While they were browsing, a sudden argument broke out not far away in the mall, growing louder and louder.

A girl's voice, filled with grievance, said:

"You're cheating! You clearly said everything was included, and now you're adding more fees!"

"I don't care, that's not what the contract says!"

Chen Mo heard it; it was the familiar Mandarin.

It was someone from the Dragon Nation.

He paused and looked over there.

A girl who looked like a recent graduate, carrying a beige backpack and looking very aggrieved, was confronting a Korean tour guide.

Beside them were several other tourists from the same group, angry but afraid to speak up.

The tour guide, looking arrogant, shouted in broken Chinese:

"If you don't have money, don't come out to play! Now you have to pay more, or don't even think about leaving!"

"These are the rules here!"

The girl's eyes turned red with anger:

"You're overcharging! You're scamming people!"

"I'm going to call the police! I'm going to file a complaint!"

The guide sneered, his face full of disdain:

"Call the police? You think the police will help a foreigner like you?"

Passersby either watched for the spectacle or walked around them; no one intervened.

The mall security guards watched from a distance, pretending not to see.

They had seen this kind of thing many times before!

The girl's eyes grew redder, and she was both angry and scared, not knowing what to do.

Im Yoon-ah gently pulled on Chen Mo:

"Oppa, we..."

Chen Mo patted her hand, signaling it was fine, and walked straight over.

He wasn't some overly kind-hearted person, but when someone from the Dragon Nation was being bullied abroad, he couldn't just pretend not to see.

Chen Mo walked up and asked the girl directly in Chinese:

"What's going on?"

Hearing her mother tongue, the girl was stunned for a moment, and her tears almost fell:

"I... I came with a tour group. They said all expenses were included, but now they're suddenly adding fees and won't let us leave unless we pay..."

Seeing a man suddenly appear who was also from the same country as the girl, the guide immediately became aggressive:

"Who are you? This is none of your business, get lost!"

Chen Mo didn't even give him a second glance:

"The contract says all-inclusive. Adding prices now constitutes fraud.

Either follow the contract, or I'm calling the police now."

The guide said disdainfully:

"Who do you think you are! Mind your own business! This is our turf!"

"Your turf?"

Chen Mo sneered.

"Judging by your accent, you're not exactly local either! Teaming up with foreigners to scam your own people abroad—do you have no shame?

Believe it or not, I can make sure you never work in this industry again starting today."

Then, he looked at the guide with cold eyes.

The guide felt a chill down his spine from Chen Mo's gaze.

This person in front of him clearly wasn't an ordinary citizen.

Several other tourists in the group also spoke up:

"Right! We were all hit with sudden price hikes!"

"It's too crooked! Specifically scamming tourists from the Dragon Nation!"

The guide's face turned pale and then flushed; he was stared into silence by Chen Mo.

The locals who were originally working with the guide to scam people also didn't dare to speak!

The man from the Dragon Nation who came to help clearly had an extraordinary background!

After all, if things escalated and reached the embassy, they wouldn't have a good outcome!

The guide finally threw his hand down in frustration:

"You win this time!"

After saying that, he slunk away dejectedly.

With the crisis resolved, the girl breathed a long sigh of relief. Tears couldn't help but fall, but she quickly wiped them away and bowed repeatedly to Chen Mo:

"Thank you! Thank you so much!

I just graduated and it's my first time traveling abroad alone. I almost got scammed to death..."

"It's nothing."

Chen Mo smiled and nodded.

"When you're away from home, you must be extra careful."

"We people of the Dragon Nation can't let ourselves be bullied at will abroad."

The girl nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him:

"Big brother, thank you so much. Let me add you on Fetion, and I'll treat you to a meal later!"

Chen Mo smiled.

"No need, you should head back home quickly! I still have things to do!"

Looking at the exceptionally elegant Im Yoon-ah beside him, the girl finally realized and smiled sheepishly:

"I'm sorry for interrupting your shopping. I'll be going now! Thank you!"

"Mhm, stay safe."

Watching the girl's receding back, Chen Mo smiled gently.

Just out for a shopping trip and happened to help a compatriot.

A small matter.

Im Yoon-ah took his arm, looking up at him with eyes full of admiration:

"Oppa, you were so cool just now!"

Chen Mo looked down and stroked her hair.

"Let's go, let's go celebrate your birthday."