Chapter 84

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"Forbes, these bottles are intended for patent applications," William White handed several paintings to Forbes.

"Master, do you plan to change the packaging for the red wine?" Forbes inquired, his brow furrowed.

"No, this is for the packaging of juice and mineral water. By the way, these materials are made of glass. Go to a large factory."

"Very well, Master. I'll arrange for someone to handle it immediately."

Forbes couldn't understand why his young master was going against the current trend of plastic bottles.

William White had a strong preference for glass over plastic bottles, primarily due to the current inability of chemical raw materials to meet future standards. In terms of quality, glass products were clearly superior.

However, high transportation and manufacturing costs had led most beverage factories to seek alternatives.

William White didn't concern himself with producing cheap products; these things were not his focus.

The challenge in brand promotion lay in avoiding homogenization. Even the plain yet elegant black mineral water sold well, proving this point.

In reality, most so-called mineral water was sourced from tap water and minimally processed. This wasn't a unique approach by Tianchao enterprises; Laomei had always done the same.

While Nestlé was the largest brand in the country, people still doubted if the water in the tap pipes could be considered mineral water.

Considering the scarcity of resources in Texas and its harsh environment, there were limited options. Glacier water, available in Montana, was relatively good, but it faced challenges in transportation and production due to extreme cold.

Mass production wasn't currently feasible, but William White believed that the output in six months would suffice for his plans, which didn't involve selling it anyway.

The affluent class didn't care much about price; they even bought mineral water studded with Swarovski crystals. Such products were purely for flaunting wealth, and even the richest individuals like Bill Gates didn't indulge in such extravagance.

The design choices of wealthy individuals like Buffett's preference for cherry-flavored Coke and Bill Gates' old Ford were intentional and part of their branding.

William White didn't plan to produce such extravagant items; while others sold mineral water for fifty cents, he priced his at two dollars. These high-end products were niche, and their sales wouldn't be overwhelming.

Ultimately, the success of any consumer product depended on sales. The United States had the highest bottled water consumption rate globally, making it a market worth over $10 billion, with significant growth potential.

Since luxury wasn't the theme, William White focused on promoting his products as healthy and environmentally friendly. Although he claimed to be environmentally conscious, he didn't intend to recycle these bottles, as traditional recycling methods weren't truly clean.

William White was aware that environmental protection required more than melting bottles in furnaces, but he planned to tackle this issue in the future.

As the 1970s drew to a close, William White believed that the United States was on the cusp of significant change. It was a challenging era, with unemployment rates exceeding 10%, yet it marked the beginning of decades of economic growth following industrial upgrades.

While Christmas approached, the legal team didn't take a break; they were busy preparing a packaging patent application at their boss's request.

Holidays didn't hold much significance for the high-income lawyers in the United States, as they could vacation whenever they pleased.

With these matters addressed, William White embarked on his tour, donning a cowboy hat, looking somewhat dashing.

Erha had been ecstatic during the past few days, truly loving this place.

A man, his horse, and his dog, strolling in the sunset's glow, made for an amusing sight. If there had been a beautiful girl in the picture, it might have been even more harmonious.

This was his territory, and even in the busiest times, he never neglected patrolling the farm.

It was a sense of responsibility and a form of remembrance. The White family's history had been filled with trials and tribulations over the centuries, a legacy paid for with the lives of ancestors.

To prevent himself from becoming overwhelmed, William White chose to believe that this was all just a dream, and the memories were a beautiful misunderstanding, even if it meant self-deception.

Though it was a bit of a mental trick, it improved his sleep quality and alleviated his sudden anxieties.

He was merely a cog in the machine, and there was no need to overexert himself. With the proceeds from the recent Hunt family heist, he could afford to relax a bit.

"Boss, any plans for Christmas? How about a trip to Hawaii?" a group of girls could be heard through the phone.

"No, Jason, we won't have a chance until summer vacation. I have some plans here. Enjoy yourselves, and when you're done, come visit the farm." William White smiled wryly. These leisure activities couldn't be postponed indefinitely; there would be a press conference soon.

"Alright, we'll go for a week, but this time, there will be beautiful women."

"Summer vacation, maybe in the summer vacation. It's just not possible right now," he sighed. As much as he drooled over the idea, money was more important.

William White, at his core, was still a young man with ambitions. He loved excitement and adventure, but he had learned to rein in his desires after a painful experience.

While women were important, his financial stability was more critical. Working hard now meant making more money in the future.

In this era, it was the entrepreneurs who thrived. The old guard hadn't yet adapted to the shift away from traditional industries, leaving plenty of opportunities for those who ventured into emerging sectors.