Wang Lin spoke very carefully, and Yang Zhongmin and other leaders also listened attentively.

When the leaders heard that Zhao Mingzhu bought fifty pills for one hundred dollars, they smiled with satisfaction and kept sighing in their hearts.

“Not bad, not bad.”

"100 US dollars per pill. The pharmaceutical factory can now produce 10,000 pills per month. If they are sold, it will be 1 million US dollars, which means 12 million per year."

"If we save up for a few more years, we will be able to build our own ships."

The leaders were extremely satisfied, and as Wang Lin continued his story, exclamations of disbelief rang out in the conference room.

"What?"

"Three thousand dollars?"

"Wang Lin, did you say one or two extra zeros?"

The leaders couldn't believe that a small pill could be sold at a sky-high price of three thousand US dollars.

But the mission report was serious, and Wang Lin could not lie about such a thing, which meant that everything he said was true.

After the emotional outburst, the leaders quickly calmed down.

But the price of three thousand US dollars is still jaw-dropping and unbelievable.

"This medicine, it, how could it be so valuable?"

"I really don't understand. Are those capitalists willing to spend money like this? This is just the way it is for them to spend money lavishly."

The lavish spending of Gangcheng's wealthy people made the leaders question their lives.

If it were them.

Even if this medicine can really make them rejuvenate, it costs three thousand dollars per pill and has to be taken for a long time.

They would rather die of old age than take this kind of medicine.

What a waste.

With so much money, wouldn’t it be great to give it to the country to build a few more planes and ships?

What's more, this medicine can only change your appearance but cannot truly reverse aging.

"…I brought one thousand Beauty Pills on this mission, which sold for a total of 2.855 million US dollars. They are all here."

Click.

The password box was opened. Wang Lin and Zhang Shu turned the box around to face everyone. The two boxes full of green US dollars were dazzling to look at.

"One thousand pills sold for nearly three million dollars."

"The pharmaceutical factory can produce tens of thousands of beauty pills every month, each costing $3,000. That means a production value of $30 million a month, or $360 million a year."

"Oh my god!"

"This money is too easy to make. No, I need to slow down. My head is a little dizzy."

The visual impact of millions of cash is very great. Even the leaders who have no worries about food and drink and live relatively wealthy lives still feel shocked.

Zhang Shu and Wang Lin stood quietly. They had passed the shocking stage and were relatively calm.

Army Commander Cao Zexin and Political Commissar Yang Zhongmin were also extremely shocked.

Things turned out far beyond their expectations and were not even in their plans. They had never imagined that this would happen.

Ten dollars is already a very high price for them.

When they first made the plan, they were more concerned that the price was too high and the market acceptance was not very good. At that time, the price would definitely drop a little.

Sell ​​it for a few dollars or a few cents, as long as there is a profit.

But they misjudged the capital market, misjudged the capitalists, and even more so, misjudged the mentality of the wealthy.

One pill costs 3,000 U.S. dollars, which is equivalent to 6,000 RMB.

The cost of a pill is only one cent. Even if you add the factory, labor and transportation costs that Jiang Yan mentioned, it is no more than two cents at most.

30,000 times profit!

Who would dare to think of this? If it didn't really happen, if someone told them that a pill could make 30,000 times the profit, they would immediately beat you up with a stick and say you were a lunatic talking nonsense.

But the reality is so outrageous.

The more they thought about it, the more excited they became. They wanted to report it to Beijing immediately so that the top leaders could be happy and see the achievements of their military region.

Cao Zexin secretly took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He looked at Wang Lin and asked, "The Ministry of Commerce has received news that the wealthy people in Gangcheng have agreed to help them complete the purchase of a batch of precision machine tools?"

"Yes, Chief."

Wang Lin nodded and looked at Zhang Shu beside him to ask him to explain.

Zhang Shu took over and said, "Report to the commander. The reason why those wealthy people agreed to this is that they want us to provide them with a long-term and stable supply of Xiuyan Pills. And this is just a preliminary intention. The actual contract will not be signed until I return to Gangcheng with the pills next time. Only then will they agree to it."

After hearing what Zhang Shu said, the leaders immediately understood the connection.

Their previous plan was the hunger marketing that Jiang Yan mentioned.

The superficial identities of Zhang Shu and Wang Lin were set in advance, and Yao Wan's words had also been discussed long ago.

The original purpose of the two people's trip was to expand the market, first let the Xiuyan Dan appear in front of the world, slowly accumulate users, and gradually expand outward.

As a result, the plan took a big step forward and reached the finish line in one step.

After reporting the mission, Zhang Shu and Wang Lin returned to their own company, but the leaders were still holding meetings and discussions in full swing.

Without the soldiers present, everyone no longer maintained their appearance, and the less educated leader exclaimed in amazement.

"My goodness, these Western capitalists are really rich."

"6,000 yuan! I wouldn't even dare to dream of that. They are willing to spend 60,000 yuan a month on medicine."

"That's right, but we are the ones who make the money, so the higher the price, the better."

The more educated officers saw the problem and said to Cao Zexin and his men, "Commander, we can sell it at such a high price now because it is rare, but if the people in Hong Kong knew that the production of the medicine is so large, I'm afraid they wouldn't give this price."

Yang Zhongmin nodded. He had naturally thought of this as well. "Let's discuss this issue carefully."

Cao Zexin continued, "Those people asked for 200 Beauty Pills. According to the number of people attending the meeting that day, the demand from the rich in Gangcheng should be stable at between 2,000 and 3,000 pills. Our current production volume far exceeds their demand."

Chen Yuanguo thought for a moment and said, "If this is the case, the factory's output must be gradually increased so that they will think that the production is increased at their urging."

"Old Chen's suggestion is good. Let's gradually expand production and adjust the production according to the demand in the port city.

At the same time, we can use these wealthy people in Gangcheng to expand the reputation of the pills and enter the international market.

The wealthy in Gangcheng are so willing to spend money, so the wealthy in other developed countries should be no worse than them."

"Besides, the Xiuyan Pill is in our hands, just like grabbing an invisible string. These people are puppets. We can use them to help us purchase some scarce resources and equipment."

The leaders held a meeting on this matter until late at night.

The next morning, Yang Zhongmin called the Ministry of Commerce, explained the matter in detail, and finalized the next action plan with the Minister of Commerce, striving to sign the contract as soon as possible.