Chapter 3156
3 million is still too little
Chapter 3156 Three hundred billion is still too little
Time flies, and October is here in the blink of an eye.
In the harvest season, the fruits of our labor always bring a sense of peace and contentment.
Of course, some of the results are visible, tangible, and satisfying to bite into.
These results give us peace of mind.
Some of these achievements are invisible, yet they can significantly boost one's morale.
For example, the benefits of effective drugs.
In the foreign trade office, Li Rong was looking at a pile of reports, a smile on his plump face that made his middle-aged female secretary beside him happy.
She has been by Li Rong's side for more than ten years.
In recent years, I've noticed that my boss has fewer wrinkles, smiles more often, and looks more prosperous.
She knew that the most important reason for this was that she wasn't as worried as before.
In the past, in order to earn more foreign exchange to support the domestic revolutionary construction, my husband worked from dawn till dusk, and couldn't even get a full night's sleep.
Sometimes, in order to negotiate cooperation with foreign countries, we would spend entire nights preparing materials.
But now?
Without even leaving this office, plenty of people come seeking cooperation.
Behind this, the biggest change is the presence of a powerful 'partner,' the Nine Departments.
Looking back, from the initial Friendship Pot to the present involving machine tools, technology, pharmaceuticals and other fields, the products of the Ninth Division have become important flagship products for their foreign trade expansion into overseas markets.
Its success, especially in the pharmaceutical field, is unmatched by other countries, who are eager to take its place.
Unfortunately, to this day, no country has dared to step forward and declare that they have thoroughly researched it.
The materials currently available show the revenue figures for the nine newly launched "miracle drugs".
Thinking about the numbers above, it seems
The nine ministries' plan for this year was 300 billion?
In that case, we've completed one-third of the work this time.
Then he mentally reviewed the previous numbers again.
The next second, the middle-aged female secretary's pupils dilated suddenly, and an irrepressible thought rose in her mind.
finished!
Taking a deep breath, the female secretary regained her composure, then looked at Li Rong, who had a broad smile on her face, and asked with concern, "Boss, would you like to have some food first?"
"The doctor advised you to pay attention to your diet."
"Otherwise, you'll have high blood pressure and high cholesterol."
The secretary whispered a reminder, noticing that lunchtime had already passed, but the other party showed no sign of stopping, her mind preoccupied with Li Rong's health.
Li Rong took off her reading glasses, glanced at the clock on the wall, nodded, and said, "Yes, it's time to eat."
He then glanced at the report in his hand and said, "I'll make a phone call first."
He picked up the phone and dialed, and a moment later, the call was answered and Old Chen's voice came through.
"Boss, it's me."
"Oh, Comrade Li Rong, I was just about to go eat. What's up?"
Old Chen didn't stand on ceremony and spoke frankly.
Li Rong laughed and said, "I was also planning to go eat, but I think I should finish the game first so that everyone can have some fun."
"Oh? What good news?"
Old Chen became interested and heard Li Rong say, "We have finished negotiating with merchants from France, Britain, and several other countries."
"The distribution rights for the miracle drug?"
Old Chen immediately asked, and Li Rong smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's it."
"After more than two months of back and forth, the matter has finally been settled."
"They all agreed? How many?"
Old Chen's voice carried a hint of urgency, and Li Rong didn't mince words, saying directly, "A hundred million US dollars in agency fees every year, but on the condition that we provide at least 100,000 doses of the special medicine every year."
"By the way, it's one hundred million for each proxy country."
"Now, in addition to the two mentioned above, there are also the Alliance and the United States, whose combined annual agency fees exceed 10 billion."
"Of course, they will buy our medicines at the original price, but they will increase the price by 10%, and they will also collect some tariffs."
"I did the math, 100,000 golden gourds would be worth 10 billion, and if all the countries combined, it would be about 100 billion."
"That's still a conservative estimate!"
"In short, if we can complete the deal, this alone will easily bring in more than 300 billion US dollars a year."
"My only worry right now is whether we can actually produce that many small gourds."
As Li Rong spoke, she could no longer hide the smile on her face.
Three hundred billion! And that's a conservative estimate.
There are so many wealthy people abroad; they could easily give away more than this amount.
"Hello, boss?"
Li Rong suddenly couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone and immediately became anxious.
Don't get too excited and harm your health, or she won't be able to eat lunch today.
"No, it's nothing, I'm fine."
Old Chen hurriedly spoke, then, after catching his breath, he thought for a moment and said, "This matter should be treated as a top priority."
"Let's have a meeting later and get the Ninth Department to fully cooperate."
"Okay, I'm fine with it. I'll wait for your notification."
Li Rong agreed, and then the two hung up the phone.
In Mr. Chen's office, Secretary Guo, who had been reporting on his work, could tell from Mr. Chen's expression that it was most likely good news.
"Sir, has the matter of the special medicine been finalized?"
Secretary Guo asked tentatively, and Old Chen did not hide anything, explaining the cooperation that had been negotiated in foreign trade.
Laughter erupted from inside the room.
"Commander, if we calculate it this way, the Ninth Department has already achieved its year-end target for this special medicine alone."
Secretary Guo said this purely to make the Ninth Department happy.
The more money the Nine Departments made, the smoother the revolutionary construction in the country would be.
Correspondingly, Old Chen became even happier.
Unexpectedly, Old Chen just snorted and leaned back in his chair, saying, "This shows that the Ninth Division still has great potential."
Secretary Guo raised an eyelid upon hearing this, suddenly realizing that he might have said too much.
Then Old Chen squinted, revealing a harmless expression, and said, "It seems that 300 billion is still too little."
"We need to set an even higher goal for next year."
"What do you think?"
Secretary Guo immediately nodded, "Yes, I think so too."
Hearing this, Old Chen nodded in satisfaction. "Let's go eat." He got up and walked out, with Secretary Guo following behind, carrying a folder.
He thought to himself, 'Mr. Yang, this really isn't my fault.'
Department Nine, Headquarters.
Yang Xiaotao was sitting at the table, holding a satellite phone, talking to Zhao Gang about the internal audit.
"Old Zhao, you're pretty fast! You've already finished half the work in such a short time."
"At this rate, they'll probably be back before the Gregorian calendar year."
Yang Xiaotao leaned back in his chair and said with a smile. Zhao Gang, who was on the other end of the phone, was at the Red Star Aircraft Manufacturing Plant in Shengjing. Hearing Yang Xiaotao say this, he also laughed.
"This is all thanks to our comrades. As long as they do their job well, our work will be much simpler."
Zhao Gang spoke modestly, then got down to business.
"General Manager Yang, I spoke with Factory Director Yu this time to learn some information."
"The lifespan of the aircraft engines we produce now is a very serious problem."
"I don't know if you understand or not."
Hearing Zhao Gang say this, Yang Xiaotao knew what he was going to say.
"Old Zhao, you mean what to do with the scrapped engine, right?"
"Yes, this time when I came here I saw a warehouse in the manufacturing plant, which contained a lot of engines that had been removed from airplanes."
"After inquiring, I learned that these are all scrapped engines removed from J-8 fighter jets, and there will be more in the future."
"Mr. Yang, this won't do."
"That's such a waste."
Zhao Gang felt a pang of heartache when he thought about those engines that cost so much manpower and resources to manufacture, yet could only be used for four or five hundred hours.
Yang Xiaotao remained silent after hearing this.
This kind of thing is actually unavoidable.
Even walking strains your knees.
When an airplane takes off, all parts wear and tear, and the job of ground crew is to minimize this wear and tear and reduce the potential hazards caused by it.
But that doesn't mean there's no wear and tear.
That's how an engine's lifespan is determined.
In comparison, the white and blue engines caused more damage to the engines, and a large number of HXJ-1 engines were scrapped in the nine units.
As for the future use of these engines, Yang Xiaotao has not yet figured it out.
The only option is to seal it in a warehouse.
"Old Zhao, I understand this matter, but there's no good solution right now."
"And it's not just us; countries all over the world are facing this situation. For example, our exported Persian Scimitar and Desert Eagle aircraft will soon become a pile of scrap metal if we don't provide them with the follow-up engine equipment."
"This is a necessary process, and we can't change it."
Zhao Gang fell silent the moment he heard Yang Xiaotao say that.
After a moment, he said, "Then, can't we think of a way to melt down these engines?"
After saying this, Yang Xiaotao laughed and asked, "Old Zhao, are you willing to part with it?"
"I"
Zhao Gang remained silent.
As mentioned before, this was made with a lot of manpower and resources. It would be such a waste to throw it into the furnace and melt it down.
"Just because we don't need them now doesn't mean we won't need them in the future. Who knows, these engines might find a use someday. I think we should leave them for now."
Zhao Gang shook his head after hearing this, "I still think it's a bit too wasteful."
"But this is the only way for now."
Seeing that the other party did not insist, Yang Xiaotao was about to hang up the phone, but Zhao Gang continued, "There's one more thing. We've produced quite a few turbofan engines. How's the development of this new aircraft going?"
"If we can't design an airplane, we can't keep producing them like this forever."
After listening, Yang Xiaotao reached up and rubbed his forehead, then said helplessly, "Old Zhao, you know that designing an airplane is no easy task."
"I asked the Third Ministry of Machinery Industry, and the new aircraft is still in the design stage."
"The logistics department is also working hard to design it."
"We're not in a hurry."
Yang Xiaotao said he wasn't in a hurry, but it would be strange if he wasn't.
Of course, I'm not worried for the Ministry of Machine Building, but for the Logistics Department and the Third Ministry of Machine Building.
They've acquired quite a few Tomcat fighter 'wrecks' from Persia, and the Ninth Division's aircraft research institute hasn't been idle these past few days, gradually reconstructing them.
Once it's restored, we'll be halfway done.
When the time comes, if the Ninth Division releases the evolved version of "Tomcat," "Panda," it might steal the spotlight from the other character.
"Not in a hurry? Mr. Yang, don't forget that we have a partnership with them."
Zhao Gang immediately became anxious upon hearing Yang Xiaotao's words.
This task wasn't just for the Third Ministry of Machine Building and the Logistics Department.
When Boss Peng assigned the task, he included all nine departments.
If they fail to complete this mission, their nine departments will also suffer losses.
He initially thought it was the people in the Third Ministry of Machine Building and the Logistics Department who weren't paying attention, but now it seems that the least concerned person is right there in the Ninth Ministry's office.
"Old Zhao, I understand what you mean."
Yang Xiaotao was speechless at Zhao Gang's seriousness.
However, he replied seriously, "But right now, our Ninth Division's most important task is carrier-based aircraft."
"Only after we have developed the carrier-based aircraft can we have the energy to consider other things."
"There's also an early warning aircraft. This is also one of our research projects. Once it's developed, it will be handed over to the logistics department for production."
"We have quite a few things to do right now, so some things have to be put on hold."
"And it's not that we're not going to do it; we're just letting the comrades in the Logistics Department and the Third Ministry of Machine Building do it first."
After another explanation, Zhao Gang finally nodded calmly, "Okay, I understand."
"However, we must take this matter seriously and cannot let it drag on indefinitely."
"The longer this goes on, the greater our losses will be."
Zhao Gang spoke again, and Yang Xiaotao stayed with him for another ten minutes or so before hanging up.
"That old Zhao, really..."
Seeing Liu Lixue and Lou Xiao'e still in the room, Yang Xiaotao paused for a moment before saying, "They're very responsible."