Hall Master Song was recently in high spirits in light of good fortune.
The reception of international guests and visitors had been very successful.
The cancer dication had secured 5 million orders across 15 top-tier countries worldwide.
At 500,000 RMB per dose, the revenue amounted to approximately 2.5 trillion RMB!
After deducting the 20,000 RMB cost of dicinal materials and production per dose, the profit reached 2.4 trillion.
According to the profit-sharing ratio, the Pangu departnt could get 60%, while Hall Master Song’s departnt would obtain 960 billion!
This made the other three departnts—sea, air, and land—envious.
And that was only the initial order quantity, not indicative of the full year.
Once these countries returned and began treating the first batch of patients, based on the current global patient base of over thirty million, it was estimated that the 5 million orders would be exhausted in less than half a year, possibly even faster.
When that ti ca, they would continue to place orders.
If you were to say that these countries wouldn’t make a profit after buying the drug, that was certainly impossible.
Take the Eagle nation for example, they directly placed an order for 1 million doses.
After returning, they could earn an additional 100,000 to 200,000 per dose, the pricing was at their discretion.
In a society enveloped by capital like the Eagle’s, these orders were entirely backed by conglorates.
Why would they willingly give up their trade barriers against Dragon Nation?
It was because this dication allowed them to earn even more!
While Dragon Nation charged 500,000 per dose, they sold it for 700,000 to 800,000, which wasn’t an exaggeration.
Their earnings might not be as much as Dragon Nation’s, but they were certainly substantial.
"According to this data, this technology could bring at least 5 trillion RMB in annual revenue to Dragon Nation!"
The owner of the White House, after reviewing the Dragon Nation’s orders and annual market demand financial report, felt envious.
If this technology belonged to Eagle, the money could compensate for the deficit spent on warfare over the past two years.
"What do the people in the science and research departnt say? Can they conquer this technology?"
He asked a certain minister.
The latter shook his head, "We currently have no way to explore or deconstruct this technology, we must continue to observe."
Thinking about the delay allowing Dragon Nation to earn more caused an imdiate imbalance in his heart.
Just then, a secretary ca in to report, "Boss, Yashilan Group is earnestly requesting that we block Dragon Nation’s top five costics companies from entering our market, as two high-end costics companies from Dragon Nation have quickly taken away their market shares, not only in our country but also in Euro Country and other regions, other luxury beauty companies have also been impacted significantly."
The owner of the White House snorted coldly, "Yashilan makes less than 50 billion US dollars in net profit a year, for that little amount of taxes, we can’t give up the profits the cancer drug brings to the top echelon!"
Plainly put, you’re not qualified!
This is Eagle.
It seems like a country, but in reality, it’s just a large conglorate composed of nurous intertwined capital conglorates.
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Jiangcheng.
Pangu departnt.
The Naval and Air departnts’ Hall Masters paid a visit to Gu Feng.
They brought their annually offered tea, fine wine, and quality cigarettes to Gu Feng’s office.
The two, about the sa age as Gu Dadong, playfully grinned at Gu Feng.
Head Liu, "Little Feng, I see that your departnt’s equipnt for aerial combat isn’t top-notch. Our departnt has just developed a new concept technology, it’s this..."
He rubbed his hands and chuckled sheepishly, "We’re a bit short on funds."
Naval Chief Zhao also laughed, "Little Feng, you must know that Eagle loves showing off their 10 active fleets, constantly patrolling and exercising in global waters, and I, your uncle Zhao, have been quite displeased with them for a long ti. But then I think about how we only have 2 fleets of our own, eh..."
And believe it or not, the older generation’s acting skills are pretty solid.
Old Zhao’s deeply affected deanor was quite moving.
Gu Feng was puzzled, "Mr. Song also made money, why are all of you crowding my office?"
Head Liu, "It’s not the sa, Old Song’s departnt is not just about pharmaceuticals; they maintain other institutions too."
Chief Zhao, "Exactly, can he compare with you? You are our 25 halls’ God of Wealth surpassing tobacco! Look at you now, you only need to maintain the Pangu departnt, and in the future, at most around 100,000 soldiers, including various expenses for equipnt, we’ve calculated it for you, you’d spend at most 300 billion a year, and with your wife managing the whole group, she not only sustains all the staff but also generates around a hundred billion in profit annually!"
Seeing that the two had already been in his office for half the day, if he didn’t give them sothing, they could stay all day!
He reluctantly told Chen, "Bring Ye from finance here."
Yu Yue’s husband, currently in charge of the departnt’s financial managent, entered the office and hurriedly bowed to greet the other two Hall Masters.
Gu Feng asked the two uncles, "How much do you need?"
Head Liu shalessly said, "I’ll take a thousand."
Chief Zhao was sowhat embarrassed, "My project has a big gap, and I’m dealing with big stuff, Little Feng, if it’s not too tight on your end, could you give two thousand?"
Gu Feng rolled his eyes and told his uncle, "Give the two uncles so funds."
"Yes!" Ye Xinglong nodded.
Before leaving, Gu Feng grabbed a pack of the cigarettes the uncles had brought and tossed one to his uncle.
Ye Xinglong grinned, very satisfied with the current treatnts, benefits, and his position.
The departnt was continuously growing stronger, and all the Hall Masters would pay homage to him as the God of Wealth, solidifying his presence firmly within the circle.
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