Zhu Zhiyuan explained the trick in this process to Fang Zicheng in detail. Fang Zicheng was eye-opening: "This is how the US military operates. Isn't this the same as the Ming army in the past?"
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed, thinking of a sentence on the Internet: "Despise the Ming army, become a Ming army, and be inferior to the Ming army. It is the same in the last years of the empire."
At the end of his empire, he came from the later generations.
From North Korea, Vietnam, and all the way to Afghanistan, the US military is fighting more and more.
When it came to the conflict between Russia and Ukraine, all the little brothers gathered together, but they couldn't defeat Russia. They couldn't even supply artillery shells. The end of the world was slowly emerging, but it's not visible yet.
At this moment, the US military has brought down the Soviet Union, defeated Iraq, hanged Saddam Hussein, and defeated the Taliban. It was the most majestic time to look across the world and be invincible.
Fang Zicheng was not a military friend, and he didn't care about this. He just understood the reason and murmured: "No wonder people from above came here. They must have been frightened by such a high price. They thought it was so advanced. What a great weapon, but..."
"It's just an electric car." Zhu Zhiyuan spread his hands.
"Haha." Fang Zicheng finally laughed out loud.
"Crazy, Americans are really crazy." Fang Zicheng stroked his forehead and walked around the room.
"It's not that Americans are crazy, it's just that they are too greedy." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "The United States is actually controlled by a small group of people. Wall Street, financial groups, the military-industrial complex, and many things in this world are all controlled by They started it, and their purpose in doing it was to gain profits."
"Yes, everything is for profit." Fang Zicheng sighed: "Human rights, democracy, freedom, haha, how naive."
"It's not entirely naive." Zhu Zhiyuan sneered: "Some are bad, and some are just stupid."
Fang Zicheng shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Fortunately, the Soviet Union gave us a look."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "This is also the biggest failure of the United States. If they can make the Soviet Union's situation a little better, we will probably follow in their footsteps. Unfortunately, they are too greedy."
"It's too short-sighted and has no pattern." Fang Zicheng concluded.
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "The United States has only been established for two hundred years. The structure is too small and they cannot see China's heritage. In addition, our country is too weak now and they don't notice it, so they act unscrupulously. They I would never have thought that the example of the Soviet Union would make us wary, and we would act like a turtle and try our best to accumulate strength. By the time they were alert, they would no longer be able to swallow us."
He comes from a later generation, so he naturally knows that sixteen years later, the United States has tried every trick from diplomatic war to financial war to technology war, but it has nothing to do with China. In the end, it gathered the power of one country and was unable to defeat Huawei. It is so embarrassing. , has simply become an international joke.
"That's right." Fang Zicheng nodded vigorously.
He was so excited that he went to get a bottle of Moutai, poured two glasses, gave one to Zhu Zhiyuan, and said: "Come here, pay homage to the Soviet Union."
"To the Soviet Union."
Zhu Zhiyuan touched him.
After drinking it all in one gulp, the two laughed.
After a glass of wine, Fang Zicheng's excitement eased and he began to care about reality. He asked Zhu Zhiyuan: "What about Hongyang Factory?"
"That can't be helped." Zhu Zhiyuan knew what he was concerned about and shook his head: "The purchase price Luhuitou Company gave Hongyang Factory can only be 5,000 yuan per car."
"Alas." Fang Zicheng sighed, with a bitter look on his face: "Things from the countryside are just not valuable, just like bayberries. Unless they are given away for free, they cannot be sold at a high price."
Zhu Zhiyuan knew he was acting, so he was amused and said, "But the purchase quantity will not be small."
"How many?" Fang Zicheng's eyes lit up.
The price can't go up, but if the quantity goes up, that's not bad.
"There are levels of personal benefits I give to the US Army Procurement Minister." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled slyly: "For 50,000 vehicles, I will give him a personal benefit of US$500 for each vehicle."
"Five hundred per car." Fang Zicheng calculated silently: "Fifty thousand cars is 25 million, hiss."
He took a breath: "This purchasing minister is going to make a fortune."
"Which large company's purchasing director doesn't make a fortune?" Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "Of those state-owned enterprises engaged in purchasing, which one is not extremely fat?"
"Yes." Fang Zicheng nodded.
"One hundred thousand vehicles, increase the amount." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "For each vehicle, the commission will be one thousand dollars."
"An additional five hundred dollars for a car?" Fang Zicheng took another breath.
"More than that." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "One hundred and fifty thousand cars, one thousand and fifty thousand cars, two hundred thousand cars, two thousand cars, three thousand cars, three thousand cars, four hundred thousand cars, four thousand cars, cumulatively There is no upper limit, so even if it is for his own benefit, his purchase volume will not be small."
"Hiss." Fang Zicheng took a breath again: "Then if the total reaches one million vehicles."
"I'll give him a commission of 10,000 per car." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled: "Every cent is worth his money."
"One million cars, ten thousand a car, that's ten billion dollars."
"As long as he dares to ask for it, I will give it to him." Zhu Zhiyuan's voice was thunderous and decisive.
For a car that costs RMB 10,000, he also makes a profit of RMB 20,000. After deducting costs, he still has a net profit of more than RMB 10,000.
He can earn more than 10 billion even with one million cars. What is there that he dare not give?
It's called a win-win, isn't it?
Fang Zicheng was completely shocked.
At noon, Fang Zicheng invited Zhu Zhiyuan to dinner. He had not yet woken up from the shock. He, the mayor, was just the mayor of a prefecture-level city in Shangougou. He was poor. The corrupt arrogance of an American military officer completely shocked him. Got to him.
Fang Zicheng got drunk because of this.
Ding Kun helped him back, and he was still laughing: "Americans, haha, Americans... This world is just a small group of people who are playing tricks on the vast majority of people... All slogans are fake and all lies. Human…”
Ding Kun glanced at Zhu Zhiyuan helplessly: Our mayor's outlook seems to be distorted.
Zhu Zhiyuan thought it was a good thing.
In 2008, from top to bottom, there was a trend of worshiping foreign things.
From ordinary people, to businessmen, intellectuals, to officials, there are basically no exceptions.
Everyone has a fascination with the United States and regards the United States as their spiritual motherland.
Even businessmen who are all based on profit.
One of the most classic examples is Chen Tianqiao.
Chen Tianqiao plays games and takes every penny from the Chinese children. There is a lot of money, which is the children's breakfast money.
He became the richest man and did not repay a penny to the Chinese. Instead, he donated a billion dollars to the United States. When reporters interviewed him, he asked: "The Chinese are short of money, what does it have to do with me?"
The United States is his motherland, China is not, so it is none of his business if the Chinese are short of money.
Fang Zicheng was also affected by this social atmosphere. He was also one of the readers of Reader magazine and read almost every issue.
But this time, Zhu Zhiyuan tore open the Americans' black-box operation and showed him the true face of the entire United States, and he did it in practice, which shocked his three views.
Zhu Zhiyuan was not drunk, so he sent Fang Zicheng away. He got in the car and went back to Hushan.
Not far after driving, the phone rang. When I saw it, it was Liang Jiao calling.
The corner of Zhu Zhiyuan's mouth twitched slightly, he answered the call, and said: "Lawyer Liang, is there anything else you can do?"
"Can't you just call me Jiaojiao?" Liang Jiao said with resentment in her tone.
A smile spread across Zhu Zhiyuan's face and he said, "Jiaojiao, what's the matter?"
"I have booked a room in the hotel here, can you come over?"
Booked a hotel room?
Zhu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment: "Is she serious?"
"Which hotel?"
“Hongbao Hotel.”
Liang Jiao said the hotel name and room number.
Zhu Zhiyuan turned the car around and arrived at the hotel. Liang Jiao greeted the waiter, who led Zhu Zhiyuan up and opened the door.
