Chapter Ninety-Seven: Death

"So, I think it's the right time to raise prices. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Our fruit is not for the general public. The consumption power of the general public, accounting for less than two percent of our sales! Even if the price is raised and the general public complains that they can't afford it, then we will not have a loss. And for the upper class, price, is it a problem? ā€

"Five hundred dollars a pound and a thousand dollars a pound, for them, there is no difference!"

Zhou Yu listened to it and thought so.

"How do you think it's appropriate, then how do it." He nodded slightly and said, "Anyway, I'm the shopkeeper, you can operate these things." ā€

Hank spread his hands and expressed helplessness: "Maybe it's my luck to be a boss like you, but who knows?" ā€

"So how much are you going to raise the price this time?" Zhou Yu asked: "Isn't it too much if it's doubled?" ā€

"Not too much, not too much at all." Hank smiled and said, "But the price increase is a price increase, although I think a one-time price increase is not too much, but I can't do it." He paused and said, "I have discussed with the company's sales department, and I plan to raise the price by 20% this time, and then increase the price according to the sales situation every quarter, if it goes well, that is, by the summer of next year, it will be increased to double the original price." As for whether to continue to raise prices, it depends on the market at that time. ā€

"Oh... That's fine. Zhou Yu groaned: "The sales unit price of diamond-grade fruits was one hundred and sixty dollars last year, right?" ā€

Hank nodded.

"So, this time, the unit price per pound of diamond quality has increased by 20 percent, which is 192 US dollars a pound. I will also mention the ex-factory price accordingly, not to mention 20 percent, but 15 percent. ā€

Zhou Yu said.

"I thought you would be twenty percent right." Hank joked.

"I still want to give 30 percent, and I have to leave some room for St. Mary, right?" Zhou Yu smiled and said, "Otherwise, Mr. Leo Orik and those shareholders will have to trouble me." ā€

Both laughed at the same time.

The two girls were listening to it, what one hundred and sixty hundred and nine, Qu Jing finally understood.

When Zhou Yu said goodbye to Hank and took them to the beach, Qu Jing asked, "Brother Yu, what did you say just now?" ā€

After glancing at Qu Jing, Zhou Yu smiled and said, "I'm talking about the sales price and exit price of the fruit on my farm." Last year, the unit price of the highest quality diamond grade fruit on the market was 160 US dollars a pound. The farm price is seventy-four US dollars. Hank wants to raise the price, so I'll have to follow suit. ā€

It's like a diamond-quality fruit, the original factory price was 74 US dollars, but now the price has been increased by 15%, which is exactly 85 US dollars a pound.

"That..."Fang Tingting couldn't help but stretch out her hand, turned around in place, and pointed to the orchard of the farm: "Brother Yu, you said, now the farm is 40,000 acres big, how many fruits can be produced in a year?!" ā€

Qu Jing also cheered up.

Zhou Yu parked the car outside the beach and jumped down while saying with a smile: "Last year, the farm was 10,000 acres, four orchards, plus 1,000 acres of watermelons in the new area were produced for one season, and the first harvest of the fishing grounds, a total of more than 12 billion US dollars were created. ā€

He looked at the sparkling sea and said with a smile: "As for this year, the output value is definitely much higher than last year, and I haven't calculated how much." ā€

Qu Jing's eyes rolled: "Brother Yu, your appearance reminds me of what Jian Lin said." ā€

"Huh?" Zhou Yu couldn't help but look at her: "What did Jian Lin say to let you connect me with him?" ā€

"He said, set a small goal first, such as earning him 100 million - the same light cloud, the same calm and confident." Qu Jing said.

"Hehe..." Zhou Yu laughed, squatted down, grabbed a handful of fine sand, let it slip through his fingers, looked at the sea, and said, "This is all nonsense." ā€

"Huh?" Fang Tingting couldn't help but be stunned.

Qu Jing giggled: "What's the?" ā€

"I've heard that." Zhou Yu smiled, handed a flower-colored shell from the sand to Qu Jing, and said, "I remember what he said, it seems to be his son, right?" ā€

"Well, the legendary national husband, Jian Cong." Qu Jing handed the shell to Fang Tingting again, and chuckled: "That person is very interesting, when he is fine, he often criticizes this batch and that, and falls in love with others..."

"If there is no Jian Lin behind him, there is no Jian Lin's face and connections, Jian Cong? 100 million? Do you really think that there are opportunities everywhere now and 30 years ago? Zhou Yu sneered: "Now in this year, it doesn't matter, there is no connection, no backing, there are overlords in all walks of life, ordinary people want to earn 100 million a year, and still have a small goal?" Wish for the moon! ā€

In fact, the experience of those so-called successful people is basically irreproducible. The right time, place and people must be just right, otherwise, no one will be able to do it. Just listen to what they say, if you really do something good, you are stupid. ā€

Both women giggled, and their flowers trembled.

"What about you, Brother Yu?" Qu Jing pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "You have no backing, no connections, and you started from scratch, but aren't you so powerful." ā€

"I'm not like them." Zhou Yu laughed, opened the topic, pointed to the vast blue sea, and said with a smile: "Let's go to the sea to see?" ā€

...

Welsh-Weil watched his grandfather's car slowly drive away with an indifferent face, without a trace of emotion in his eyes. For him, the person who baptized him was all he had, and as for Sandy Vale? Who's that?

When the car was far away, the corners of Wales' mouth curled, and he showed an inexplicable smile, nodded to the butler beside him, and turned and walked into the manor.

The car was moving at a constant speed, and in the car, Sandy Weil looked much older than a year ago, he was very old himself, and after last year's incident, the forces behind him were passive, and he was blamed a lot, which made him a little exhausted, and he aged faster.

Those damned Anglo-Saxons went so far as to openly accuse the Jews of unscrupulous means at a board meeting that made him want to pull those bastards out one by one and shoot them!

But alas, he doesn't have the ability. I can only swallow my anger.

He withstood all the pressure and was not pulled off by virtue of the great wealth he had created for the group in the past.

After all, this person is extraordinary, and some setbacks can't defeat him.

He still holds the huge aircraft carrier Citigroup, which represents the Jews and is deeply embedded in the heart of the Anglo-Saxons.

He is now going to a group meeting.

The car was moving, unhurried, just like his style, steady, but not procrastinating.

Seeing that the city of New York had arrived, suddenly, it seemed that the world was shattered, and the firelight was accompanied by a huge roar, and then, his eyes were dark, and he did not know who was going to be.

"Terrorist attack!"

In an instant, the surrounding passers-by and traffic seemed to freeze all of a sudden.

Immediately, the American people, who have rich experience, hurriedly found cover and squatted down with their heads in their hands. Then, a few black-clad and masked guys suddenly rushed out of the street, shooting at the exploding car with guns, and then quickly disappeared.

If such a thing happened in Great Xia, panic and chaos were essential. But the United States, on the other hand, has a lot of experience in dealing with it -- if there is a shootout, people will not run around, but will find cover, squat, lie on their stomachs, and wait for rescue.

Because they know that if they run around, it is even more dangerous!

Of course, Americans are also more sensitive to such things - 911 is an eternal pain in their hearts!

Often when encountering such things, subconsciously, Americans will blame terrorists.

Soon, the police arrived, and with them, the reporters arrived.

In just half an hour, the news of the death of the CEO of Citigroup, one of the most powerful managers in the United States for a decade, the Jew Sandy Weir, spread throughout the United States!

A series of events followed, causing a chain reaction with the unnatural death of Sandy Vale.

First of all, there is the stock market.

Financial markets are always sharp. Citigroup, a subsidiary of the Citigroup consortium, has been able to develop rapidly and make considerable profits in recent years, which is inseparable from Sandy Weire's ability.

At this critical time of the U.S. presidential election, the stock market was already volatile, like a frightened rabbit, unable to stand the wind and grass, and Sandy Weil suddenly died unexpectedly, as if a spark fell into the oil pot!

Suddenly, the fire is raging!

By the time it gets dark, the entire stock market has been hit hard! Especially Citigroup! The stock price has fallen by 10 percent!

And this trend has not stopped.

This reaction was exacerbated by the media exposure the next day of the nasty incident of the internal equity competition within Citigroup.

Sandy Weir owned a sizable stake in Citigroup during his lifetime, but he died unexpectedly and did not make a will. To whom shall his property belong?

Naturally, there are pretenders within the group, but this is nothing, and legally they cannot do anything. But Sandy Vale still has offspring!

His sons and grandsons all of a sudden seemed to spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and they all claimed that the equity was their own.

For a time, the death of the CEO, coupled with the internal equity competition, almost brought the operation of the entire Citigroup to a temporary standstill!

Clear-eyed people naturally see the hidden dangers, which leads to further setbacks in the stock price.

And Zhou Yu was the second person to get accurate news - Wales called him to tell him.

It took Wales seven days and a lot of manipulation to successfully plant the bomb in Sandy Vale's car. And with monitoring equipment attached.

At the same time, he also prepared a mending knife to make up the knife in case Sandy Vail was likely to survive, and as a smokescreen to attract official attention.

The moment the bomb exploded, Wales knew that Sandy Vale was finished.

At that moment, he called Zhou Yu and told him.

Zhou Yu didn't say much, only told him: "Replace Sandy Weir's position and become the majority shareholder of Citigroup!" ā€

Wales is full of confidence.

Because Wales itself is the successor cultivated by Sandy Ware, and in the Vail family, there is extremely high authority. And in Citigroup, there are also quite important positions.

Whoever has the best chance of inheriting Sandy Vale's fortune is undoubtedly him.

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yu's face was calm, and suddenly, he burst into laughter, laughing hysterically, and tears of laughter came out.

Hearing such crazy laughter, Tina hurriedly walked to the door of the study, opened the door, looked at Zhou Yu's crazy laughter, and pursed her lips without knowing what was going on.

And Qu Jing and Fang Tingting, who were downstairs, also came up, but were stopped by Tina, both confused.

Zhou Yu couldn't breathe when he smiled, and saw several women standing at the door, laughing and waving to them.

Tina knew what Zhou Yu meant, and gently pulled the door open, taking Qu Jing and Fang Tingting away from the study.

"Brother Yu, what's wrong?"

Fang Tingting couldn't help but ask.

Tina's face was expressionless: "What he doesn't tell you, don't ask." ā€

Fang Tingting hurriedly shut up. (To be continued.) )