Chapter 457: A Billion Billion

Fang Hao didn't feel that his future was only worth one or two hundred million.

Although you may not be able to make so much money in a year, as long as your personality does not collapse, you can make more money in two or three years at most.

And at a time when the price of masks is soaring, insisting on not raising the price and taking measures to avoid online consumers from hoarding Juqi is a conscientious entrepreneur, who can make his character more great and attract more brainless fans.

Maybe in this way, one or two hundred million leeks can be harvested in a year.

Gu Mu's words made his heart not so congested.

Indeed, this flu will not last long, maybe it will be resolved in two or three months, or four or five months at most.

Referring to the previous time, when the temperature is high, the virus will naturally disappear.

At that time, masks will become unsalable again and fall back to their original prices.

Then there is no need to ruin your own image.

Gu Mu said to him again: "You have to believe in our country, although there are such and such problems, but there is one thing, if you contribute to this country, this country will remember you." Under such circumstances, under such a big temptation, you can insist on not raising prices, which is a huge contribution to stabilizing people's hearts and stabilizing market prices, and the country will never forget you. Even if it won't compensate you in one thing, it will compensate you in something else. Then your path will be much easier. For such a smooth road, he has more than one or two hundred million. ”

As he spoke, he became envious:

"No, the more I think about it, the more I regret it, if I bought that mask factory, how good would it be? I don't have to do anything to limit purchases, I don't have to raise prices, I just donate it. How much money can I have? If I do such a thing, I will become a hero of this country! This kind of honor cannot be bought even for 10 billion yuan!"

The same honor will not be worth the same on him and on Fang Hao.

He is a wealthy man with a net worth of more than 100 billion, and if he spends one or two hundred million in exchange for such an honor, he will become very safe in this country in the future.

In such a huge disaster, the person who has made a major contribution is a talisman, a golden signboard, and an immortal golden body.

He can be called a national hero.

In the future, if anyone embarrasses him, he will embarrass the hero of this country, and he will be reviled by all the people.

The benefits brought to him have indeed exceeded 10 billion.

Thinking about it, he has to invest in that 10 billion fund project when he loses money, and the purpose is just to have someone in the court in the future, and he doesn't expect to be able to rely on that kind of relationship to go through any back door, as long as no one comes to plunder his property.

Donating some masks, at best, at a cost of one or two hundred million, can achieve that effect, of course he will be envious.

It's just that Fang Hao doesn't have that kind of net worth, so he won't take such a big risk, and the benefits he brings are naturally not so much.

However, his words still moved Fang Hao's heart, and he said:

"Mr. Gu, what if I donate a mask?"

"Of course, it will be of great benefit to you in the future, but can you bear such a big loss?" Gu Mu had such a question.

"It's almost bearable. Fang Hao said.

"Then you can give it a try. Gu Mudao, "Donate a part of it and see what the reaction is." ”

You can't donate something without thinking about it and just donating it.

To whom?

How much to donate?

How to donate?

These are all questions, and there are university questions in them.

After ending the call with Gu Mu, it didn't take long for Yang Jun to call again:

"Boss, they raised the price again......"

"How much this time?"

"For one dollar, they come to the factory to pick up the goods themselves. ”

“……”

"Boss, should we sell some of it?"

"Forget it...... Let's not make that black money......"

"Boss, you're amazing!"

Yang Jun once again admired the five-body throw.

One dollar, with a production capacity of 3 million a day, the factory can earn more than 2 million yuan.

In fact, if you work overtime, the production capacity can reach more than 4 million units a day, not only 3 million units.

That's even more profitable.

Although Yang Jun didn't think that Fang Hao had a good economic mind, he didn't think that Fang Hao didn't even know how to do this simple arithmetic.

But for such a huge profit, people refused without hesitation, and it was difficult not to admire it.

"I didn't expect that the current post-90s generation has reached such a height, and as a post-80s generation, I am so ashamed. ”

Yang Jun thought so.

Fang Hao had already wanted to open it, but now it became painful again.

On the 22nd, he received several calls from Yang Jun.

Every time he called, someone raised the price and asked him if he wanted to sell it at that price.

The ex-factory price has risen from more than two cents to two yuan.

And the price on the market has reached three yuan, and it is difficult to find a cover at this price.

According to the news on the Internet, in some places, this kind of disposable anti-virus mask has been sold for six or seven yuan.

It's just jaw-dropping.

When he heard that the ex-factory price of others was two yuan a piece, Fang Hao really felt that his sense of morality had been penetrated.

He couldn't help but call Gu Mu again:

"Mr. Gu, now that others have raised the price to two yuan a piece, they don't need us to deliver the goods, they drive directly to our factory. ”

"Crazy, really crazy!" Gu Mu was also speechless for a while.

"Then what should I do now? If I don't sell it to them, or sell it at the original price, I will lose four or five million that day!" Fang Hao's voice was full of tears.

The loss of four or five million a day is more than 100 million a month.

Even if there is only two or three months of the epidemic, it is a profit of hundreds of millions.

Hundreds of millions!

If it lasts longer, the profit will be higher.

It's not a flesh cut out of his heart, it's a cut off his whole heart.

The feeling of pain in the flesh is only understood by those who have been in pain.

Gu Mu was silent for a while, and said, "Otherwise, if you feel that the loss is too great, you can transfer your mask factory to me." ”

"Forehead ......"

Fang Hao was stunned for a moment, thinking: "Could it be that this guy sees that masks are profitable and wants to buy and sell them?"

"If you want, I can pay 1 billion to buy your mask factory, how about it?" Gu Mu said.

"A billion?"

Fang Hao stayed there.

He invested about 100 million in this mask factory, and now Gu Mu wants to pay 1 billion to buy his mask factory, which is equivalent to him earning 900 million.

It also exceeded $100 million.