Zhang Jiuyue looked at Fu Song's indignation and couldn't help asking, "Are you telling the truth?"

Fu Song: "Why? No?"

"Okay, but 1 billion..."

Zhang Jiuyue thought to herself, this money is clearly just a waste. It's nothing to the wealthy China Merchants Group, but to Fu Song...

Although the other party is rich, 1 billion yuan will still cost him a lot of money.

But Fu Song didn't care: "Isn't it just 1 billion? Just ten amulets.

Please help me contact a few buyers later, and I’ll have everything.”

Zhang Jiuyue couldn't help sweating, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have misjudged Fu Song.

After thinking for a while, Fu Song asked, "You said that the scale of watermelon cultivation in the United States has increased significantly. What will happen then?

Is this something the other government planned?"

Unexpectedly, when talking about this, Zhang Jiuyue's face instantly darkened: "It was made by ADM."

The name ADM may not be known to many Chinese people, but it is a household name around the world.

It, along with Bunge, Cargill and Louis Dreyfus, are known as the four major grain traders and control 80% of the world's grain trade.

ADM is well-known in China for its joint venture with Singapore's Wilmar Group to form Yihai Group, which launched the famous Golden Arowana blended oil.

The slogan of 1:1:1 must have accompanied most people’s childhood.

Fu Song was not surprised. ADM got involved in the watermelon industry probably because it saw the profits.

Unlike our country's mountainous terrain, most of the United States is plains, which is very suitable for farming.

Their arable land area is about 4 billion mu, more than twice that of my country (1.8 billion mu).

However, the main crops in the United States are wheat, soybeans and corn.

These crops are easy to plant, manage, store and process, which are completely different from the delicate and expensive watermelon.

Even if there is profit in growing melons, it is extremely limited.

So Fu Song had no idea why the other party would want to take the watermelon.

He asked the question in his mind, and Zhang Jiuyue hummed, "Why else? ADM has developed a special watermelon variety called 'Myron'.

This melon is 1.7 times sweeter than 8424, and can be stored for a year at room temperature without spoiling.

Fu Song couldn't help but gasp: "It can be kept for a year without spoiling? Is that true?"

In his opinion, this was simply a fantasy. What kind of melon could last for a year without going bad?

As a bystander, Fu Song expressed great curiosity.

"This is the laboratory data provided by ADM." At this point, Zhang Jiuyue could no longer hold back his anger and said, "If they had only cultivated 'Myron' based on their own ability, I wouldn't say anything.

However, they integrated the characteristics of another Hami melon variety studied by Academician Hao on the basis of 8424.

That’s why Myron can last a year without spoiling.”

Fu Song looked at Zhang Jiuyue with understanding. If what she said was true, ADM was a typical case of "planting trees for future generations to enjoy the shade".

He waved his hand and said, "As the saying goes, when two brave men meet in a narrow road, they prevail. Now that we have met, let's fight them to the bitter end, no matter how powerful they are.

You ship the watermelons over, and the price will be reduced to 50 cents."

The cost is 30 cents, and the selling price is 50 cents. After deducting other expenses, there is basically no profit.

Zhang Jiuyue asked: "Is it only shipped to the United States? What about other countries?"

Fu Song: "Let's ignore the other countries for now. Defeat the strongest and the rest will naturally give in."

After thinking for a while, Fu Song said again: "Buy two tickets to the beautiful country. I want to go there and see the situation myself."

*

Dickdo, ADM headquarters.

conference room.

The place was now practically a scene of clamor: "Wolf, you are an idiot."

The man called Wolfe had a big beard and said, "Damei, if you say that again, I'll beat you up."

Dame is a white man: "Am I wrong? It's you who insisted on growing watermelons.

Do you know how much trouble this is to manage? More than half of my employees are busy working on your melon farm.

But if it were wheat, they would be driving harvesters and galloping across the endless wheat fields."

Wolfe's face turned dark: "Then do you know the price of watermelon?

Those Chinese people actually sell watermelons for four yuan per pound, and if you go to the supermarket to buy a watermelon, it costs forty or fifty yuan each.

[PS: To ensure that the units are not messed up, the prices here are in RMB.]

My god, this stuff is all water, it's not worth the price at all."

Dame: "Then you can just shut up and not eat."

"You..." Wolfe said, "Damei, I know you have an opinion, but this matter has been decided by all members of the board of directors, so please remain silent.

Moreover, the significance of growing watermelons to us is not only the price, but also the monopoly of the Chinese.

This includes not only us, but all countries in the world except China.

Watermelons in Japan are already selling for 100 yuan each, and the Japanese people need our cheap watermelons to save them."

Dame wanted to say more, but Cruz, who was sitting at the head of the table, coughed twice and said, "I signed the agreement to plant watermelons, Dame. You reserve your opinion."

Just then, the assistant came in and whispered a few words to Cruz.

Cruz's face changed. "What did you say? Watermelons in China are only 50 cents a pound now."

The assistant nodded.

Everyone heard this.

Dame laughed heartily: "I told you, this is the Chinese people's counterattack.

The enemy isn't as easy to deal with as you think. Remember the war seventy-two years ago?"

Wolfe's face also darkened.

He didn't expect the opponent's counterattack to be so fierce.

Cruz asked, "Wolf, you were the one who suggested watermelon planting. What do you think we should do?"

Wolfe was also a decisive person. He said, "Since the Chinese want to start a price war, then we will join them.

The other party's watermelon costs 30 cents per pound, and ours, thanks to our high technology, also costs 30 cents."

As soon as he said this, Cruz interrupted him: "Wait, since we have high technology, why is the cost also three cents?"

"Uh... our labor is quite expensive, and growing watermelons is quite labor-intensive."

Cruze: “…”

Dame finally couldn't help but sneer: "You also know that it's a waste of people?"

After that, he said to Cruz: “Boss, it’s really not that I have an opinion.

My workers come to me every day to complain that the watermelons are too difficult to pick and the machines cannot be used at all.

They said that if this continued, they would quit their jobs and move to New York to make a living.

Although life in New York is tough, there are also a lot of beautiful girls! "

Cruz couldn't help but feel a little headache. He asked Wolff: "How confident are you if we really start a price war?"

Wolf: "Absolute confidence. Although the cost of our watermelons is similar to that of the Chinese, don't forget that they also have high transportation costs.

If I'm not mistaken, they're selling it for 50 cents a pound now, which means they're not making any money at all."