Chapter 20 Transfer of Shares
"Are you crazy?"
Looking at this short line of words on the newspaper, John couldn't help but smile bitterly.
On the afternoon of the fifth day after writing the telegram, John received a call back from old Huntelaar, John had imagined all kinds of reactions from his grandfather, the most likely of which was to scold himself in the telegram, and then patiently persuade himself to give up that idea, but he never imagined that his grandfather, who was already sixty-six years old, would be so intense!
It's not surprising to think about it, though.
Anyone knows that the Flying Pigeon Bicycle Company is now a hen that lays golden eggs, and under Joshua's shrew business strategy, four factories in the United Kingdom, Germany and the United States can produce tens of thousands of bicycles a month and sell them cleanly. In this case, the total annual sales of the four factories are even as high as millions of dollars!
What a huge number in 1885?
As the largest shareholder of the American Flying Pigeon Bicycle Company, John personally holds 40% of the shares, which means that he owns 20% of the shares of both German and British Flying Pigeon, and he can get more than 200,000 US dollars in dividends every year, which is enough to make him one of the richest people in the world!
But now, John wants to sell all his shares, how can this not make old Huntelaar angry?
"Sure enough, it's not easy to convince my grandfather."
Shaking his head with a wry smile, John tossed the draft of the telegram aside.
He had already been mentally prepared for this result, after all, from the perspective of old Huntelaar, although it is likely to face a reduction in profits in the near future, but the bicycle will be a best-selling commodity for a long time in the future, and it is an absolute good asset, and John's intention to transfer all his shares is naturally incomprehensible.
But......
After sitting quietly for a moment, John took out a pen and paper and wrote again: "Dear grandfather. I already know your attitude, but I would like to state that I still insist on my belief that I must sell all my shares in the Flying Pigeon Bicycle Company before the end of the year......"
Selling his stake in the Flying Pigeon Company was a matter of time before John.
As a commodity suitable for the middle class, bicycles are undoubtedly the most sought-after gadgets in this era. There are broad markets in the fast-growing United States and Germany, as well as the United Kingdom and France, which are sucking the blood of the world, and because John has perfected the key technology of the bicycle ten years in advance, and the styling and ease of use are decades ahead of schedule, even the production capacity of more than 10,000 units a month can be digested cleanly.
But John knew that this was not a business worth holding for the long haul.
In the Western world at the end of the 19th century, the speed of technological development was too fast, just like the steel industry at the end of the 19th century, the progress of technology greatly increased the production of steel. Two countries, in particular, the United States and Germany, whose steel production doubles almost every few years, eventually surpass the world's leaders, the British. More than ten years ago, the price of steel in the United States was $165, and now it has dropped to less than $100, and when the time is about to enter the 20th century, the price of steel will reach the level of $18 a ton!
When the first bike hit the market two years ago. The price is as high as more than fifty dollars, but two or three years later, today. That number has dropped by almost a third!
John can already anticipate that the cost of bicycles will continue to decrease in the coming period, and the corresponding competitors will gradually enter the market, and it is impossible for the Flying Pigeon Bicycle Company to have the golden period of the first two years. At the end of the day, they can't keep a monopoly on this lucrative market. Of course, for ordinary people, the future of the Flying Pigeon Bicycle Company is still bright. And as the scale increases, the total profit will continue to increase, but it is no longer attractive enough for John.
Maybe a little earlier, but who made John anxious to use the money now?
It would cost at least 300,000 marks to buy that dye factory, and the desire to build a "modern" real yĆ n room surpasses Bayer's words three years later. At least two million marks! If you take into account John's requirements for time and scale, it is not impossible to reach three million marks, and if such a large sum of money wants to be raised as much as possible, the only way to go is to resell the shares in his hand.
The shares of the Lego toy factory are not worth enough to meet John's requirements, and the stainless steel patent is the medium through which John and Carnegie Steel Group are linked, and he really doesn't want to sell it purely for money, so he thinks about it, and only the bicycle business that seems to be the most prosperous now.
So whether the timing was right or not, John couldn't wait.
The acquisition of the dye factory and the establishment of the scientific research center were imperative for John, because it was related to his most critical development idea - the establishment of a modern drug research and development system and a modern pharmaceutical industry!
Compared to the drugs in John's head, what was the bike factory?
In this era when epidemics are rampant and human lifespan is only in their forties, any kind of drug with "miraculous" curative effects will bring John great wealth, and there are at least hundreds of such things in his mind!
If he wants to, he can even directly monopolize the industry.
āā¦ā¦ So, my mind has been decided! ā
At the end of the letter, John earnestly wrote: "Grandpa, I hope you will fulfill the promise you made a few years ago and let me decide my own affairs completely!" I implore you to transfer all my shares in the Flying Pigeon Bicycle Company as much as possible and to help me raise enough cash ......"
After finally writing his name, John exhaled heavily.
The letter would still be sent to old Huntelaar in the form of a telegram, and with John's understanding of his grandfather, although he would be very reluctant, the old man would eventually fulfill his promise and help him transfer all the shares. And the popularity of the bicycle and the huge annual profit is likely to bring John a fortune that he can't imagine!
"With money, a lot of things are easier to do."
As John put the letter in the envelope, he secretly pondered: "The pharmaceutical company must be built, and it must be built quickly." In addition, medical device companies should also consider...... Well, but there is no need for a medical device company to be located in Germany, it can be based in New York......"
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This week, John and Thomas had a total of six appendectomys!
As if opening a door, John's frightening success rate was the best proof of this, so when Professor Wolfgang recommended a surgeon to a patient. The resistance was much smaller all of a sudden, and after seeing the patients in the ward who were gradually recovering, except for a few stubborn ones, almost all of them would finally choose to be stabbed like this!
Under John's strict control, they only performed surgeries with typical signs of appendicitis.
Although they encountered another periappendiceal abscess and appendix perforation during this period, it was surprising and fortunate that the two seriously ill patients were carried over after the operation, and their physical condition improved rapidly, and the wound showed no signs of infection. It seems that it is going to create a miracle that is not big or small......
"Thomas, great job!"
After his sixth appendectomy of the week, John couldn't help but pat Thomas on the shoulder.
"Thank you, John."
After taking a deep breath, a happy smile appeared on Thomas's face.
Although Thomas's movements are still a little rough compared to John's surgery, and there are still some flaws in the handling of details, but for an operation like appendectomy. He was confident that he had mastered it completely, and that he ......
After a slight hesitation. Thomas whispered, "John, I want to tell you something. ā
"Oh?"
Seeing that Thomas's expression was a little weird, John suddenly tilted his head sideways.
Biting his lip, Thomas's expression was slightly embarrassed and said, "That's the case, haven't we already done more than a dozen appendectomy during this time, and I have nothing to do after work." I compiled all the case data and wrote a paper...... Well, I would like to put your name first and vote for the German Medical Journal. ā
"You wrote a paper?"
Hearing Thomas's words, John's eyes widened.
"Uh...... Yes. ā
See John's look of surprise. The embarrassed look on Thomas's face became even heavier. To put it bluntly, the theory of appendectomy was put forward by John, and the previous surgeries were also done by him, Thomas just summarized and analyzed all the case data, and a feeling of plagiarism always made him feel a little awkward.
"Great!"
Just when Thomas's heart was entangled, John was overjoyed and said, "Thomas, well done!" ā
"Huh?"
The sudden compliment surprised Thomas, he knew John's character better, knew that the other party should not object to anything, and might even be very open-minded to say that it didn't matter, but he didn't expect it to be such an attitude!
John, of course, didn't care.
In fact, John was quite happy that Thomas was writing his dissertation: Thomas now knows how to think about these things and start his own path of clinical research.
John never thought of a monopoly on such a thing as a thesis.
As long as you count the information in John's head, you will know that his papers will never be finished, even if he keeps doing practical and clinical research every day, he will not be able to write them all in his life, and the only way is to find as many assistants and partners as possible!
Thomas, this guy, is undoubtedly the one that John is ready to focus on.
Therefore, after listening to Thomas's words, John was so happy, and even simply turned his head to Paul on the side and laughed: "Paul, haven't you been in charge of epidural anesthesia for the last few surgeries?" Just sort out the information and write a paper as well......"
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Sorry, but there is almost no time to code words on the weekend. (To be continued......)