2717: C2717 Business Competition

C2717 Business Competition

They were just arguing about money. But, they seemed to have forgotten that the entire country... It was a mess, a huge empire had disappeared... The various subordinate countries had fallen apart, each taking care of their own needs for the equipment needed by the aircraft carriers. They came from different countries, and they wanted to import them. It wasn't easy. Without a unified coordination, the other side might want a high price. They might also make other impossible requests.

As long as there was a branch system to stall for time, this Heavy Carrier Cruiser could stall for time. What was even worse was that many things couldn't be solved with money, because some of the factories had already disappeared.

That's right, along with the collapse of the empire, many factories had entered the brink of bankruptcy. These factories did not even start production. Those facilities... How should they be supplied? How long would it take to reorganize these forces? It wouldn't be worth it just to reorganize a single warship.

In other words, the warship in front of them could not be built anymore. Regardless of whether they admitted it or not, that was the truth.

Everyone's heart was filled with frustration. At that moment, they seemed to have realized that there was a powerful empire. It did not seem to be a bad thing, but they had already personally buried the empire. They shouted 'Long live the mighty empire' and sent it away, leaving only chicken feathers all over the ground.

These people had all left, leaving only Makarov. He did not want to leave. He was on the deck of the aircraft carrier. He paced back and forth, looking at the sliding deck in front of him, as if he could see the fighter taking off from it. However, he also knew that this was no longer possible. This aircraft carrier had become the final existence of Bear Country, the "monument" of the Elegy of the Elegy.

When Makarov thought of this, his mood was like weeds struggling in the wild wind, full of ups and downs of pain.

"Director, someone is looking for you." At this moment, the assistant got on the aircraft carrier. Seeing the old director's painful appearance, the assistant felt very pained, but he still came to report.

Someone is coming? Makarov asked, "Who is it?"

"They said it's a company from Y Country. They intend to buy our scrap metal at a high price."

Buy at a high price? Makarov calmed himself down and said, "Alright, let's go and take a look."

When he returned to his office, Makarov saw a middle-aged man with a big belly. Western people were usually tall, but this guy was short and fat. At this time, he had a smile on his face and said to Makarov, "I am Orsey Metallic Recycle Company. My name is Orsey Clark. I heard that there are a lot of scrap metal here, so I want to buy it."

Makarov looked at the name card and suddenly felt his eyelids twitch. He seemed to have forgotten something. Right, didn't that President Qin also want to buy scrap metal?

He had been very busy these few days and had actually forgotten about this matter! President Qin was a big shot, he couldn't afford to offend him. Thus, he waved his hand. "No, we already have a buyer. Regarding this matter... Forget it."

"Oh, so that's how it is. I wonder how much that buyer will bid? We are willing to double the price. " Orsey said to Makarov.

Double? Makarov said, "They plan to pay two hundred and one tons. If it's double the price, it will be four hundred and one tons. Are you guys willing to pay such a high price?"

This price was absolutely ridiculous to waste steel. Therefore, Makarov didn't have such thoughts. What was this Orsey trying to do now?

"Four hundred and one tons?" Orsey nodded. "That's right. We can accept it. Four hundred and one tons. Dissemble the aircraft carrier in the dock and sell it to us."

Four hundred and one tons, the one in the dock! Makarov thought the other party was talking about the one on the dock. More than ten percent of the work was done, and more than thirty percent of the work was done in the dock. The ship didn't even need thirty thousand tons of steel. If it was four hundred and one tons of steel... How much would it cost?

Twelve million! If it was calculated at ten million, it would be a huge sum of money. If he had this sum of money, he would be able to purchase new ordinary civilian steel. Start work! He had built the Replica for the Titanic. If that was the case... They would be able to walk a positive cycle.

Initially, they thought that the equipment on the dock that had just started work would be sold for one million yuan and that they would be able to pay the workers. But now, the equipment in the dock could actually be sold for ten million yuan. They had never dreamt that it could be sold for such a high price!

"Alright, we can consider it. As long as we report it to the country and approve it, we can trade!" Makarov said.

"Then we will look forward to our contract being approved as soon as possible. We are very anxious over there." Orsey said to Makarov.

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from outside. "Old Director, we haven't seen each other for a few days. What are you busy with?"

"Sorry, you can't go in." The assistant wanted to stop him outside, but it was useless. Qin Guan had already walked in with big strides.

Makarov's face instantly turned red. He had never done such a thing before. Although he felt that he did not do anything wrong, after all, they had the right to sell their things at a higher price. In fact, he still felt very sorry for agreeing to President Qin's request. It was not normal for them to talk to ___ again.

He might as well neutralize it. He would give the one on the dock to Orsey, the one on the dock, and President Qin. That would be great.

"President Qin, you are here?" Makarov thought of this and finally found a solution. He quickly came to Qin Guan and said, "Sit, sit."

"Huh, there are guests?" Qin Guan looked at Orsey. This guy... He was also very embarrassed. He definitely knew that Qin Guan was here. They were here to steal the business, and they were all competitors. Naturally, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Eh, there's a business card here?" At this moment, Makarov had yet to put away the business card on the table. Qin Guan saw it immediately and said, "Orsey Metal Recycle Company? We are all here to collect junk."

This time, it was finally opened. Orsey looked very uncomfortable, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "That's right. You are the famous President Qin. You don't have to worry. We do our own business, and we don't interfere with each other."1

"Is that so?" Qin Guan said, "I thought you were here to ruin the deal. It's good that you are not. Director Ma, what is the price they offered? I will add another 50 to their price. "

It was Makarov, not Ma! The scholar thought to himself. You're illiterate, but of course, he has to translate it for normal translators. He also knew that President Qin only came after he saw that the other party had come. Furthermore, he even deliberately waited for a few minutes until they had finished discussing before coming over.

How much you give me, I'll add 50. After all, I can't double it anymore. Any higher, that would be too ridiculous.

Makarov was stunned for a moment. He knew that the two of them were at loggerheads. He quickly said, "President Qin, this is a misunderstanding. The things you want to buy are different. They bought it from the dock. You bought it. They are from the dock. Everyone is doing their own business. "

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