"This..." Fu Song was a little helpless, "I really don't have a good solution."
He is telling the truth.
Although I can see the price of items with my own eyes, it seems to have nothing to do with selling melons.
Zhang Jiuyue smiled faintly: "Mr. Fu is too modest. Even if you don't have a particularly good method, an ordinary method will do!"
Others also looked at Fu Song.
They didn't know Fu Song very well, but they knew Zhang Jiuyue very well.
With Zhang Jiuyue's personality, he would never do anything without certainty.
So since she asked Fu Song for help in front of everyone, she must have her own reasons.
Fu Song looked at Zhang Jiuyue: "Do you really want me to tell you?"
Zhang Jiuyue nodded.
"In that case, I'll speak now, but don't hold your hopes too high.
In my opinion, the crux of the watermelon issue lies entirely in the type of watermelons grown in the United States.
The beautiful country grows watermelons because it naturally sees the huge economic benefits involved.
So if we can’t make money, they won’t plant again next year.”
Zhang Jiuyue asked: "So what do you mean?"
Fu Song: "It's very simple, start a price war!
Our watermelons are destined to lose money this year anyway, so we might as well sell them at a loss.
The cost of a pound of watermelon is about 30 cents, so we can sell it for 20 cents per pound, or even 10 cents per pound if that's not feasible.
A bloody sale, eat all you can of watermelon.
The farmers in the United States can’t sell any watermelons.
If you do this to them for one year, they will naturally not plant again the next year."
After these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other in surprise.
They looked at Fu Song and couldn't help muttering in their hearts: So you don't feel sorry for the watermelons that were not grown by you, right?
The melons in our fields are worth hundreds of millions if converted into cash, and at least tens of millions.
I can’t just give it away for free!
Fu Song naturally saw what these people were thinking. He spread his hands, and his meaning was very clear:
I told you not to have too much hope, but you insist on treating me as a savior.
Sorry, I am just a Buddhist, and there is a gap between me and a living Buddha!
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiuyue's eyes lit up when she heard Mr. Fu's words: "As expected of Mr. Fu, such a brilliant idea, why didn't I think of it?"
Fu Song was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Zhang Jiuyue with suspicion: "My idea is brilliant? You don't have a fever, do you?"
But Zhang Jiuyue seemed to be unaware of it. She looked at everyone present and said, "Everyone, our watermelon fields are saved.
Please go back and prepare. I need a large quantity of watermelons to sell in various markets."
But for a long time after she finished speaking, the scene was completely silent.
"Jiuyue, I know you are doing this for everyone's good.
But for some things, you should think twice before you act! "
“That’s right, although dumping large quantities of watermelons can achieve certain results.
But is this effect actually useful? Even if it is useful, how useful is it?"
“I support Jiuyue’s action, but if you ask me to take out all the watermelons in the field, that would be a bit unreasonable.
How about this, I'll provide 100,000 kilograms of watermelon as a reward, and I'll have to figure out how to deal with the rest myself!"
The others nodded, thinking that this method was very good.
Zhang Jiuyue beside him immediately became anxious: "Everyone, we can't do this anymore.
In order to dump watermelons, the quantity of watermelons must reach a certain scale.
Your family's 100,000 catties combined only makes a few million catties, which is simply a drop in the bucket."
After hearing what Zhang Jiuyue said, one of them immediately became unhappy: "Jiuyue, we have cooperated with you very well. One hundred thousand kilograms of watermelon is not a small amount.
As for more, it’s not that I’m stingy, but you know how difficult it is to grow watermelons, right?
From the beginning of spring till now, I have been getting up early and staying up late every day, working hard and spending a lot of money on various expenses.
If you end up with nothing...
I am not alone, I have parents, a wife, and children, and dozens of workers following me..."
But Zhang Jiuyue didn't wait for him to finish his words and immediately said, "You mean to say that this watermelon dumping plan will lose money?"
The man looked at Zhang Jiuyue suspiciously: "Won't you pay for it?"
Zhang Jiuyue: "Of course not, when have you ever seen Mr. Fu do a business that loses money?
Besides, even if we do lose money, it will only be temporary, and we will definitely be the ones who make a profit in the end."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Fu Song and said, "Mr. Fu, am I right?"
Fu Song didn't expect that Zhang Jiuyue was so confident in himself.
He nodded: "Manager Zhang is right, losing money is only temporary, victory will definitely belong to us.
Everyone should have confidence in themselves.”
"Well said!"
Yang Qingpi beside him suddenly shouted, "I believe Xiao Fu. If he says he can make money in the end, then he will definitely make money.
Xiao Fu, from now on, my 20,000 acres of watermelons will be handed over to you.
Those watermelons go wherever you tell them to go!"
Zhang Jiuyue also said: "I also support Mr. Fu.
So, if any of you have any concerns, I am willing to buy your watermelons at the standard market price.
But let's make it clear in advance that once Mr. Fu makes money, you can't regret it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone else's faces were instantly filled with joy:
"Jiuyue, are you telling the truth?"
"How can you afford to buy our watermelons at the standard market price? How about giving you a 10% discount?"
"Yeah, yeah, 10% off, and that 100,000 kilograms of watermelon I mentioned earlier also counts."
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