"Mr. Cook, it wasn't that I was unwilling to sell products to you. I'm a businesswoman; if there's money to be made, I'll make it. But our production capacity has always been limited, and we've already signed agreements with the four major manufacturers. In the short term, we don't have any excess capacity. Even if I wanted to sell, I couldn't." Zhao Min held the phone and spoke softly.
"How long until there is?"
"That's hard to say. Our production lines are expanding capacity according to plan."
"We can discuss the price. Other terms are negotiable too."
"It's not a matter of price. Our current output can't keep up. If we signed an agreement but failed to supply the goods, that would be a breach of contract. Our company has always followed the law and honored its commitments. Besides, our products are considered a threat to your country's security. If we signed a treaty and those unstable factors caused losses for both sides someday, that wouldn't be good for anyone."
"If that unstable factor disappeared, would cooperation between us go more smoothly, like it does between you and Disney?"
"If the unstable factor disappeared, resistance to cooperation would certainly decrease. That applies to any kind of cooperation. Oh, I have a meeting. That's all." Zhao Min hung up, then turned and calmly admired the view outside the company windows.
Army Ant had refused!
At Apple headquarters, Cook sat in his office, deeply troubled.
Susan had been right. Army Ant Group had refused to sell them the Miniature Holographic Projector. The president of the Greater China Region had gone to negotiate and failed. Now that he had personally called them, he had failed as well.
This was terrible.
Holographic Technology was about to become widespread, just like smartphones had once done.