20demayo Chapter 821 How Do You Want to Compensate?
Chapter 821 How Do You Want to Compensate?
"One hundred million US dollars, you said one hundred million, so it's one hundred million?" Mogeev's face was full of disbelief.
What does 100 million US dollars mean? The annual tax revenue of the entire China is only 30 million US dollars. Even with the sale of various rare earths, minerals, tung oil and other materials, the annual income is less than 50 million US dollars.
Now there is a Chinese man, who is just a manager of a foreign trade company in Shanghai, sitting in front of you and talking to you.
He wants to do a business deal with you for 100 million US dollars.
Is this person going crazy?
"Mr. Mogeev doesn't seem to believe in my ability?" Lin Tianbao didn't take it as an offense at all.
Indeed, if it weren't for Minister Chen, Lin Tianbao would never have thought about what 100 million US dollars meant.
Billions...
Apart from being used to describe some excess protein cells in the body, this number seems to have nothing to do with ordinary people.
"If Minister Chen really wants to discuss cooperation with us, he should come to me himself."
Mogeyev chuckled and said, "I'm worried that Boss Lin can't make the decision on some things."
Lin Tianbao picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank a glass, then looked at Mogeev and said calmly: "Mr. Mogeev, you seem to have made a mistake."
"Minister Chen is not worried about whether I can make the decision, but whether you can make the decision for the $100 million worth of oil with your status."
"If we really want to compare based on status, my status is more than enough to accompany you."
"I think your status is not enough to meet Minister Chen."
Lin Tianbao paused, stood up, pulled out the chair in front of him, and approached Mogayev and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mogayev, you still have some time, you can go back and ask for instructions."
"The price I negotiated with you won't last forever. You should know that this drug is in great demand right now."
"If you can't make the decision, then go and ask someone who can make the decision as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, there would be people lining up to trade with us."
Mogeev was outmaneuvered by his opponent, and a slight look of displeasure appeared on his face, but in just a moment, this unhappy look was replaced by a hypocritical smile.
"Boss Lin, it seems that I have to apologize to you for my previous rudeness."
"Okay, I believe you are qualified to make the decision, but I need some time."
Lin Tianbao smiled. The Soviet man's reaction was exactly the same as what his boss had instructed.
If you are weak, he will be strong, but if you are strong, he will involuntarily become weak.
Of course, no matter strong or weak, it is ultimately determined by strength.
Moguyev is in no position to make the decision on a deal worth 100 million US dollars. He must consult his superiors first.
But Lin Tianbao was the one who made the decision, so naturally his momentum could overwhelm the opponent.
The next day.
Plum Blossom Building, Joint Transport Department.
Chen Yang hung up the phone with a slight smile on his face. The details of Lin Tianbao's meeting with Mogeev were just as he had designed.
Mogeev has already asked his superiors whether he can exchange $100 million worth of oil for $100 million worth of medicine.
Since pharmaceutical factories in Mexico, North America, Italy and other regions got on track, the production of penicillin has reached an astronomical figure.
A large-scale pharmaceutical factory can normally produce 14,000 to 15,000 doses of medicine.
That is to say, more than one hundred boxes can be produced every day, and nearly four thousand boxes per month.
All the pharmaceutical factories combined can produce a maximum of 20,000 boxes of penicillin per month.
At this time, it is inevitable to reduce the price of drugs, otherwise, the market will not be able to absorb so many drugs.
So, before the news that the drug can be mass-produced is disclosed, the next thing Chen Yang has to do is to deal a heavy blow to the Jews.
The more than 2,000 boxes of penicillin in the warehouse are waiting for them to take over...
As for Dong Fang and a group of Shanghai traders who are still trying their best to buy penicillin in the market.
Oh, even if they are unlucky, they dared to jump into the fire pit even though they knew it was a fire pit. If not him, who else can be pitted...
Knock knock knock, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
He Yuehua pushed open the office door and bowed slightly, saying, "Minister, a Mr. Archimonde is here to see you."
Archimonde? It seems that Shell headquarters has responded. I wonder what conditions they have given this time.
"Please let him in." Chen Yang said lightly.
He Yuehua bowed slightly and hurried out to pass on the message.
After a while, a tall figure appeared in front of the office door. Archimonde looked the same as he had seen before, wearing a well-fitting suit, a bow tie, and his hair was carefully groomed with hair wax. Every detail was impeccable.
"Mr. Archimonde, it seems like this is your first time here. Please take a seat." Chen Yang greeted him politely.
Archimonde put his briefcase aside, sat down opposite Chen Yang and said, "Minister Chen's office is much bigger than I thought."
"I'm curious, how did you, a Chinese, become the Japanese Minister of Transport?"
Chen Yang waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. It's just that the Empire saw my ability. Mr. Archimonde is not in the transportation business and may not understand the importance of professional transportation officers to the Empire."
Archimonde smiled in agreement, then said seriously, "Minister Chen, I came here today to discuss something with you."
"The headquarters has already issued instructions on your request. We all agree that the conditions you proposed are still too harsh."
"An additional 170 million in compensation will be paid for the five oil fields and three rubber plantations."
"This figure is far more than the 300 million in compensation in the agreement."
Chen Yang took a sip of the coffee on the table and said, "Mr. Archimonde, I don't want to hear the details. I just want to know how you are going to pay for this."
Archimonde calmed down, took out a stack of reports from his briefcase and handed them to Chen Yang, saying in a gentle voice: "According to the headquarters, we have made a detailed plan for your compensation. Please see if it is suitable."
Chen Yang took the report but threw it aside without even reading it. He looked at Archimonde and said, "I said I don't need to know the process. You just need to tell me how to solve this problem."
"Mr. Chen has always maintained a very friendly impression of Shell, but, Mr. Archimonde, I must remind you."
"The 100 million dollars I gave you is not my own money. A large part of it is the military funds that the Imperial Navy Department has worked hard to collect."
"If you want to think about this, the people in the Navy Department will not agree easily."
"This consequence cannot be solved by just a few oil fields or rubber plantations..."