chsdbacks Chapter 95 Lawyer's Letter
Chapter 95 Lawyer's Letter
After Lin Zhou finished speaking, he paused for a moment before holding up two fingers, his tone calm and resolute.
"First, contact the company's legal department immediately. Have them draft a lawyer's letter overnight and send it to Nintendo in Japan."
The letter should clearly state that their GAME&WATCH handheld console has grossly copied the appearance patents and game copyrights of Zhonghua's handheld console in terms of product design and functional layout. They are required to cease sales of this product within seven days and issue a public apology to Zhonghua Group.
Ms. Chen quickly took out her notebook and began taking notes rapidly.
"Second," Lin Zhou paused, a sly smile playing on his lips, "take this lawyer's letter, along with comparison photos of the Nintendo handheld console and our Zhonghua handheld console, and give them to the reporters of the Hong Kong Commercial Daily and the Oriental Daily News, oh, and our own Zhonghua Daily. Tell them that Zhonghua Group is going to protect its rights and expose the plagiarism by Japanese companies."
Ms. Chen paused, pen in hand, then looked up with some confusion: "Mr. Lin, do you mean... to expose this to the media?"
"Of course." Lin Zhou leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "Our Zhonghua is a local Hong Kong technology company, and now it's been copied by a Japanese company. This is big news. Newspaper reporters love reporting on things like this."
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, his tone laced with a hint of mockery: "We're not only going to send a lawyer's letter, but we're also going to make this public knowledge. We want all consumers in Hong Kong and Southeast Asia to know that Nintendo's handheld console is a copy of ours, a low-spec knock-off. That way, we can both annoy them and give our Zhonghua handheld console some free publicity. Why not?"
Ms. Chen then realized what was happening, her eyes lighting up: "Mr. Lin, that was a brilliant move!"
If this incident were to make the newspapers, exposing Nintendo's plagiarism, their product reputation would undoubtedly plummet. Meanwhile, Zhonghua Group would not only occupy the moral high ground but also leverage the public opinion to further solidify its leading position in the handheld console market.
"It's not so much cleverness as it is; it's just giving them a taste of their own medicine." Lin Zhou waved his hand, his smile fading slightly. "They want to seize the market by imitating and offering low prices, so let's let them taste the price of plagiarism first."
He paused, then added, "By the way, have the legal department translate the lawyer's letter into Japanese and English, and send it to Nintendo's headquarters, as well as the Japanese Patent Office and the International Trade Commission. We need to let them know that our Zhonghua Group is not to be trifled with."
"I understand, Mr. Lin!" Ms. Chen nodded vigorously, closed her notebook, and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute," Lin Zhou called out to her.
Miss Chen stopped and turned to look at him.
Lin Zhou's gaze fell on the sales report on the table, his eyes deep: "Also, tell the production department to step up their efforts and increase the output of the third-generation handheld console. This battle has only just begun. We not only need to protect our rights, but also let more people know what a real handheld game console is."
"Okay!" Ms. Chen replied and walked briskly out of the office.
The door was closed gently, and the office returned to silence.
Lin Zhou walked back to the window, picked up the unlit cigarette, and brought it to his nose to smell. The setting sun outside the window gradually sank in the west, dyeing the clouds on the horizon a golden-red hue.
The image of Nintendo's headquarters appeared in his mind.
In my past life's memories, that company in Kyoto was always full of innovation and energy. But now, they've embarked on a path of imitation.
A confident smile slowly crept onto Lin Zhou's lips.
The wheels of time have already veered off course because of his arrival. Nintendo wants to get in early? No problem, he has plenty of ways to make this future gaming giant stumble badly in this era.
He raised his hand, put the cigarette back in the ashtray, and his gaze fell once again on the market report.
Fifty thousand units is just the beginning.
This handheld gaming war, sweeping across Southeast Asia and even the world, has only just begun. And Lin Zhou, and his Zhonghua Group, are destined to stand at the very top of this war.
Miss Chen's high heels faded at the end of the corridor, but Lin Zhou didn't immediately return to his desk. He remained standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze passing over the shimmering water and looking towards the skyscrapers of Central in the distance. The sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, drifted in through the half-open window, brushing against his temples and dispelling a bit of the stuffy air in the office.
He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, the word "Nintendo" echoing repeatedly in his mind.
In his past life, he had been captivated by this company's games countless times. From the Famicom to the Nintendo Switch, every product was a benchmark in the industry. But now, this company, which should have been built on innovation, had chosen the quickest and most dishonorable path of imitation amidst the wave of handheld consoles from various manufacturers. Lin Zhou felt a complex mix of emotions—anger at being offended, but also a thrill at meeting a worthy opponent.
He turned and walked back to his desk, picked up the market research report, and traced the words "Nintendo GAME & WATCH" with his fingertip. The report stated that when the handheld console was launched in Ginza, Tokyo, long queues formed. Many consumers were attracted by its low price and were curious about this handheld entertainment device, willingly opening their wallets.
"They do know how to find loopholes." Lin Zhou sneered.
The Japanese consumer market has always had a natural affinity for domestic brands. Nintendo has cultivated its market for many years, with distribution channels covering the entire country—this is their advantage. However, the LCD screen technology of Zhonghua's handheld console is a real barrier—this thin, low-power display technology is currently only mastered by Zhonghua globally, possessing the core mass production process. Nintendo's CRT handheld console, in the end, is nothing more than a bulky replacement.
Lin Zhou put down the documents and reached out to press a button on the internal telephone.
"Hello, is this Engineer Wang from the technical department?"
A slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Lin, this is you. What can I do for you?"
"Mr. Wang, could you expedite a comparative test?" Lin Zhou's voice was steady and powerful. "Let's compare our third-generation handheld console with Nintendo's Game & Watch. We need a detailed report covering aspects like screen quality, battery life, weight, and game smoothness. I need the most visually appealing data, preferably in chart form. Have it on my desk first thing tomorrow morning."
Engineer Wang readily agreed on the other end of the phone: "No problem, Mr. Lin. Our technical department will work overtime tonight to ensure the task is completed."
"Thank you for your hard work," Lin Zhou said, and hung up the phone.
He knew that empty words were useless. To make consumers fully realize that Nintendo's products were counterfeit, he needed to provide solid evidence. Data was the most powerful weapon.
P.S.: (The rating is a bit low, dear readers, please give it a five-star review. I know there are many illogical parts, but please don't mind these details. We've traveled through time, so we have to make changes, right?)