Chapter 301: Sickness
Song Dalong happily answered Li Yuan's call, but after chatting for a few sentences, his expression became a little unnatural.
Because Li Yuan wanted to buy pork from him and hoped that he would pay the cost price.
Along with the rise in pork prices, feed prices are also skyrocketing.
This is the market. When pork prices fall, feed prices may not fall.
Pig farming is in a loss cycle most of the time, so people just hope to get rich overnight during the profit cycle.
The pig production capacity he has is limited, and selling it to Li Yuan at cost price means that that part will not be profitable.
"Mr. Li, how much do you need?"
"How many are there left, Mr. Song? I want them ."
Song Dalong: “…”
So that means he doesn't make any money, right?
Pork prices have only been rising for less than half a year. Based on previous cycles, we can still make money for at least another half a year.
You can even make money from the tail market for another half a year.
It is too late to expand the scale now. Although Song’s shares have received a lot of funds after their listing and their scale has already expanded a bit, who doesn’t like to make more money?
The price of the stock is related to his net worth, while the company 's profits are related to the money he can control.
The money he can control is his.
If it were someone else, he would definitely retort, are you fucking crazy!
Made me lose nearly 2 billion in profits?
But since it was Li Yuan who said this, he didn't dare to respond like that.
"Mr. Li, we are not outsiders, so I will tell you the truth. The current cost of Song's shares is 23 yuan per kilogram, and the price of live pigs is 36 yuan per kilogram. This is the only opportunity that Song's shares have been waiting for for several years."
Soon, Li Yuan said, "Okay, I'll buy it at the market price. I want all of Song's future production capacity."
Song Dalong: “…”
He suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Li Yuan bet so much at one time, which was equivalent to helping him lock in profits.
"Mr. Li, you are too polite. It is not our turn to use the market price. I can give you a 9... 85% discount. I know your financial market also has a model called block trading, which basically uses this discount."
This is the biggest loss Song Dalong can accept.
But it is not a loss. With the orders, he can continue to expand his production capacity with confidence. Even if he starts now, he can still benefit from it until the end of this round of market.
Without Li Yuan's order, he would not dare to expand the scale.
"Thank you, Mr. Song. I'll need it after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and I'll arrange for someone to contact you then."
"Okay, no problem."
After hanging up the phone, Song Dalong breathed a sigh of relief.
It really takes courage to reject Li Yuan .
Moreover, he knew that Li Yuan's BiXin Mall had lost a lot of money recently and was giving away supplies for free all over the country, and all the supplies were scarce.
Maybe Li Yuan wanted to save some money in this regard, which was completely understandable.
But he really couldn't take out all of Song's shares.
If they fail to make profits in this round, when the downward cycle of pork prices comes, Song’s shares will not have enough cash flow to support them.
He called Song Jiajia because Song Jiajia said she was working overtime and couldn't come back.
Moreover, Jiangzhou no longer allows people to go out, so even if she doesn't work overtime, she can't come back.
"Jia Jia, have you eaten today? You can't cook, why didn't you come back earlier?"
"Dad, who said I can't cook? Anyway, I won't starve to death, so don't worry."
"Then remember to pick up some stuff from the Bi Xin Mall. I heard that their warehouse in Jiangzhou is very big and they can deliver it to you. Be sure to pay attention to safety... If you have any problems, tell your family. If it doesn't work, I can use some connections to bring you back."
Song Dalong didn't know that Song Jiajia was making a heart shape with her hands because Song Jiajia never said it.
Although there have been contents related to Jiutian Media and Bi Xin on the Internet, and Song Jiajia's name occasionally appeared, he either didn't see it or didn't care if he saw it.
General Manager Song Jiajia? What does that have to do with my daughter?
My daughter is just a young girl who just graduated from college. I don’t even know much about life yet. How can I be in charge of such a big company?
"Oh, I see. Didn't you call me yesterday? You called me again today out of the blue. There must be something going on, right?"
"I just don't trust you..."
"Oh, I'm fine then. I'll hang up first..."
"No, no, no, I have something else to tell you. Li Yuan just called me and asked me to sell all of Song's future production to him at cost price. I didn't agree and only gave him a 15% discount. I just came to ask you, is there still hope for you and Li Yuan? If so, I will sell it at cost price, and the loss will be considered as your dowry."
Song Jiajia: “…”
She didn't understand why Li Yuan wanted so much pork.
Besides, Li Yuan would never go to negotiate the price in person.
Does this match his identity?
It seems like a large amount of money, but in fact, for Li Yuan, it is just a small transaction.
All in all, the difference is at most tens or hundreds of billions.
"Dad, I think you should give it to him at cost price. His BiXin Mall is now established. Even if you encounter a downward cycle in pork prices in the future, he will be able to help you maintain operations and will not let you not be able to sell anything. Besides, you have already earned money for half a year, so just consider it as earning a little less..."
Song Dalong was stunned when he heard this.
When did Song Jiajia achieve this kind of situation?
These words don't sound like something a little girl should say.
"How do you know that BiXin Mall is successful? Isn't that platform just for taking advantage of others? Li Yuan has suffered such a huge loss this time, he will definitely have to make up for it in the future. According to the habits of the domestic Internet, who wouldn't take advantage of the traffic?"
Song Jiajia: “…”
She hasn't officially resigned yet, so she can see the background data.
It is true that Li Yuan will suffer a loss of tens of billions this time, but at least one-sixth of the traffic that came in was not retained.
After real-name authentication, the system will automatically match the mode according to age. The BiXin apps for young people and old people are completely two different things. The entire data is growing visibly. In just a few days, Li Yuan has operated an Internet upstart.
Anyway, based on her understanding of Li Yuan, he would definitely not do anything to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.
Those tens of billions of traffic fees may seem expensive, but they are actually not that outrageous.
At least now there are 30 to 40 million active people every day, and the number of registered users has exceeded 300 million.
It can't be compared with Douyin, which has 130 million daily active users, but it's not bad either.
Maybe it's the right time and right place...
She didn't want to think too much about it, since there was no place for her in Bi Xin anyway.
"Are you still secretly in contact with Li Yuan? You think there's still hope, right? Then I'll call him and tell him I'll pay him at cost price."
Song Dalong asked again.
Song Jiajia said, "Dad, I have no contact with him anymore. I am just standing on the business side. When doing business, you can't just look at the present, you have to look at the future... There will be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future. The profits you give up now may be returned tenfold or a hundredfold. Anyway, this is what I said. You make your own decision. I have something else to do. I'll hang up first."
Song Jiajia hung up the phone and went into the kitchen.
Looking at the messy kitchen, she really didn't know where to start.
Her father must understand her, she just can't cook.
I just eat instant noodles these days. I also bought rice before, but...
No food was bought.
She bought a lot of vegetables at first, weighing several kilograms in total.
But the food is simply not edible.
Plus, the food she cooked tasted terrible, and she didn’t buy a lot of the seasonings, most of which went into the trash.
What his father didn't know was that Jiangzhou could no longer deliver goods unless there was approval.
BiXin Mall has not yet received the approval document.
She even had trouble walking downstairs, let alone going to the supermarket.
She just cooked some rice and ate it. After all, without instant noodles, it was quite difficult for her to make edible dishes.
In this way, she held on for another two days, until the 24th.
When her father called, she could only say that everything was fine. After all, the situation was getting more and more serious, and who knew what her father would do.
He is just a small rich man and has no power at all. If he fails in such a big event, his whole family will suffer.
She won't starve to death in a short period of time if she only eats rice.
I have been in a bad mental state in the past few days. I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t eat enough, or maybe because I’m not getting enough nutrition. I always feel anxious.
Today is New Year's Eve. She has the window open and can't hear any noise outside.
Only on the Internet, everyone is posting videos showing their own New Year’s Eve dinner.
She doesn't even want to watch the video because it makes her jealous.
A cold wind blew in from the window, and she shivered, feeling even more uncomfortable.
She closed the window and looked at the panel showing that the room temperature was still 18 degrees, and she felt something was wrong.
There was no thermometer at home, but when she put her hand on her forehead, she could clearly feel the heat.
At this moment, her face turned pale.
She knew too well what a fever would lead to...
She didn't know if she was, and she had no medicine at home.
I could only drink a large cup of hot water and then crawl under the quilt.
She was dazed and didn't know how many hours she had slept. She was sweating all over, her consciousness was blurry, and she felt an indescribable pain all over her body.
She kept turning over and over, trying to find a position where she could fall asleep.
But no matter how I change it, it doesn't work.
She even felt like she was going to die, the feeling of being completely unable to resist overwhelmed her mind.
It's like a drowning person struggling desperately. The more he struggles, the closer he finds himself to death.
She didn't know if this was what it felt like to have a fever, because she had never encountered this situation since she could remember.
The pillow was wet with her sweat.
It's cold when I lift the quilt, but it's hot when I cover myself with it.
Finally, after countless struggles, she gave up and compromised...
She thought that it was fine, even if she died, as long as she didn't have to suffer any more.
But she found that even if she gave up, the pain was still on her.
She had absolutely no idea what to do.
The phone on the bedside table lit up, and she subconsciously picked it up. After , she found that someone had sent her a Happy New Year message.
She tried desperately to see who had sent the message, but her brain had no idea.
I sent a reply in a daze.
Then I couldn't remember what I had done.
It seems like a lot of things happened...
It seemed like I opened a door in a daze, and then I lay down in a very comfortable place, much more comfortable than the bed...
