"Little brother, I wonder if I can hold this phone in my hand and take a look?"
"Mr. Jiang, you should be the main person in charge of Chuangying Group, Jiang Han, right? I adore you. Basically, I must watch every speech you give in the media!"
The boy clenched his hands, his face flushed with excitement, and while he kept expressing his love for Jiang Han, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and pick up the phone.
It seems that he does not intend to continue to pursue responsibility, nor does he intend to continue to complain, after all, the person sitting in front of him is also the initiator of Chuangying Mobile.
The words I just said have already made the other party very embarrassed. If both parties are unhappy again, I am afraid that the boy will really feel that he has hurt his idol. I am afraid that he will always feel sorry for this matter in his heart.
But the moment his hand touched the mobile phone, Jiang Han was faster than him, and directly took the mobile phone into his hand.
"Boss Jiang, you are...
The boy panicked and stood up quickly, like a child who has done something wrong, with both hands on his chest, bowing and apologizing to Jiang Han non-stop.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken so badly just now, and I shouldn't have complained about Chuangying's mobile phone. I hope you don't have a bad impression of me because of this incident. In fact, I am also your fan. ..."
Seeing the boy's flustered appearance, Jiang Han couldn't help but find it funny.
Hastily stretched out his hand and pointed at the position he made: "Little brother, I don't mean to blame you at all. I just heard that you kept claiming that this mobile phone is electronic waste, which actually made me interested."
"Since the day our Chuangying Group was founded, every product produced under our hands must go through very strict quality control, so I have full confidence in the production line and quality control of Chuangying Group.
"But what you said just now made me feel a little strange, so I wanted to come forward and check this phone. If you don't mind, can I check the date?"
The boy was completely at a loss what to do at this time, he could only nod his head honestly, and at the same time looked at the girl next to him.
The girl seemed to trust Jiang Han very much, she turned her head and nodded to the boy, and the two of them locked their eyes firmly on Jiang Han's hand.
Identification officially begins.
Jiang Han first used the light to carefully observe the position where the screen and the phone panel are in contact. This position has held more than one quality control meeting before, in order to maximize the sealing of the phone screen.
Because only if the sealing is up to standard, Chuangying mobile phone itself will not be repaired due to damage to the internal parts of the mobile phone when it encounters extremely bad dusty weather or rainy weather, which can greatly reduce the defective rate.
But look at this phone again.
Jiang Han's brows were tightly wrinkled together, and the two fingers holding the phone suddenly exerted force uncontrollably!
No wonder this little brother called him e-waste just now!
If Jiang Han himself were to comment on this phone, he could only say that no one would pick it up if it was thrown into the trash!
Even looking at him makes me angry!
It turns out that the position where the screen and the mobile phone body are in contact has not been sealed, but also adopts the hidden snap-on design common to smartphones a few years ago.
This design can save costs to the greatest extent, and at the same time, the airtightness of the mobile phone itself will be sacrificed.
This plan was passed when it was first proposed, so it is impossible for this kind of technology to appear on the production line of Chuangying mobile phones.
Looking further down, Jiang Han's complexion began to become more and more ugly.
Just now, Jiang Han has noticed that there are many criticisms in the position of the speaker hole under the mobile phone because the mobile phone shell has not been carefully inspected during the production process.
This situation is even more unlikely to happen on Chuangying mobile phones.
Because the shell of Chuangying mobile phone is made of 3D curved glass, it can not only greatly increase the playability of the mobile phone itself when it is held in the hand, but also increase the hand feel.
At the same time, it can also enhance the appearance of the mobile phone itself and the overall artistic texture, but the shell of the mobile phone in front of it is actually made of plastic, which is obviously impossible to be a genuine mobile phone produced by Chuangying Group.
Turn the phone over again, and the logo of Chuangying Group comes into view.
Although it is said that the logo and the original logo of the original mobile phone use the same process, both are 3D pressing process, but the pressing in front of it seems to be a fool.
Not only are many details of the logo not shown, but the most important thing is that there are slight indentations on several obvious positions on the back of the phone.
This shows that during the production process of this mobile phone, an extremely ancient pressing process must have been adopted, even the one that has been completely eliminated in the current market.
The two young men and women saw that the expression on Jiang Han's face became more and more ugly, and the girl next to him gave the boy a hard look.
The boy lowered his head helplessly, not knowing what to say at this moment.
To complain in front of Jiang Han that the mobile phones produced by Chuangying Group are electronic waste, isn’t this a slap in the face of Jiang Han?
In such a situation, who can really sit still and forget the whole thing from beginning to end, as if nothing happened?
That is obviously impossible!
Holding the phone in his hand, Jiang Han carefully observed it for more than ten minutes before he held the phone tightly in his hand (Liao Nuo's), obviously not intending to return it to the little boy.
"Boss Jiang, what's wrong with you?"
"The words I just said are just angry words. In fact, the overall feeling of using this phone is still very good, especially his..."
Before the little boy could continue to speak, Jiang Han shook his head bitterly, and reached out his hand to stop his nonsense.
"The phone in your hand is a fake Yong."
"1+4? 18?!"
Hearing what Jiang Han said suddenly, the little boy and the little girl froze in place.
Obviously they haven't reacted for a while, especially since this sentence came from Jiang Han's mouth, the authority is even more self-evident.
Jiang Han's face was cold, and he looked at the two people in front of him.
"So can you tell me, where did you buy this phone from?".
