PFC Chapter 820 Only We Have
Chapter 820 Only We Have
At the same time, at the other end of the Shanghai Stock Exchange, in a box on the second floor of the Chinachem Hotel.
Mogeev held the invitation in his hand and asked along the way, and soon arrived at the private room written on the invitation.
"Hello, Mr. Mogeev." At the door of the private room, a Russian woman had been waiting there early. When she saw Mogeev appear, she immediately came up to him with a smile.
"Miss, I don't seem to know you." Mogeyev clearly remembered that the invitation letter was signed by Lin Tianbao.
Why is there a Russian beauty at the door?
"Oh, I'm just a translator. My boss is worried that there might be some communication problems with you, so he asked me to come here."
"My Chinese name is Ye Lin, you can also call me Sophia."
The Russian woman introduced herself gracefully, then pushed open the door of the private room and made an invitation gesture.
Mogeev did not refuse. He casually put the invitation into his pocket and walked into the box.
"Mr. Mogeev, I've heard a lot about you." Lin Tianbao saw someone coming in and immediately stood up and walked forward.
"Hello, I'm Lin Tianbao, the manager of Sunshine Trading Company."
"this is my name card."
Lin Tianbao smiled and handed the business card to Mogayev. Mogayev did not take it, but looked Lin Tianbao up and down for a moment.
Lin Tianbao was slightly stunned, as if he remembered something, and quickly winked at the beautiful translator beside him.
However, before the translator could speak, Mogayev said in a not-so-standard Chinese accent: "No need for translation, I can understand."
"Boss Lin, it seems that you are not a professional intelligence officer, otherwise, you would not ask for such an outrageous translator in such an occasion."
"Don't you ever investigate the other person's background before doing business with him?"
Lin Tianbao was stunned for a moment, and then he asked suspiciously, "Does Mr. Mogeev know me?"
Mogeev pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at Lin Tianbao and said, "Of course."
"Not just you, I also know that your boss is Minister Chen of the Joint Transportation Department."
"I also know that Minister Chen has the sales authorization for penicillin,"
"To be honest, we initially wanted to contact Minister Chen directly and purchase a certain amount of penicillin from him."
"However, some people in the Internal Affairs Committee are not optimistic. Minister Chen is working for the Japanese. They are worried that Minister Chen will tamper with the medicines."
"We don't joke about the lives of our soldiers."
Lin Tianbao was stunned by what he heard. He was just a manager and didn't really understand anything about intelligence. However, after hearing Mogeev's detailed account, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"Ms. Ye Lin, there is nothing for you to do here. You can go back first. Don't worry, you can go to the company to get the translation fee tomorrow. I will not give you a penny less."
After sending the translator away, Lin Tianbao sat down and said with a smile, "Mr. Mogeev, my meeting with you is what our boss wanted me to do."
"You came to China from the Soviet Union for the purpose of purchasing sufficient amounts of penicillin."
"You have seen the current drug prices in Shanghai. It is no exaggeration to say that the prices change every day."
"I don't think it will be easy for Mr. Cohen to collect a thousand boxes of penicillin in a short period of time."
Mogeyev looked at Lin Tianbao and said, "It seems that the sudden surge in drug prices was a plot by Mr. Lin and Minister Chen."
"I'm a little confused. What's your purpose in doing this? Yes, the price increase of medicines seems to be beneficial to you in the short term."
"However, after the recent turmoil, the mythical cloak of this drug has been stripped away, and no one will spend all their money to buy it."
"Aren't you afraid of wasting all the medicine by doing this?"
"Or are you targeting a Jewish consortium?"
Lin Tianbao waved his hand and said, "It's not targeted. We are all doing business. Doing business is nothing more than four words: profitable."
"Mr. Cohen wants to make money, we want to make money, it's as simple as that."
Mogeev smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not as simple as making money."
"You guys drove up the drug prices so high that Mr. Cohen not only didn't make any money, he even had to pay for it."
"There is a Chinese saying that goes 'harming others does not benefit yourself'."
"I think you are harming others and not benefiting yourself now."
Lin Tianbao laughed and said, "It seems that Mr. Mogeev has done a deep study of Chinese culture."
"But you may have miscalculated on this matter."
"We do business to make money. In fact, you don't have to worry. Even if Mr. Cohen can't get all the medicines in a short time, we will provide him with help."
"You know, we still have more than 2,000 boxes of medicine. If he wants them, we can sell them all to him at the price of 140 US dollars per bottle."
Mogeev was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding Lin Tianbao's actions.
Their purpose of raising the price was to prevent Cohen and his team from getting the drugs, but they still had to sell the drugs to him at this time.
One hundred and forty dollars per stick, compared with the one hundred and seventy dollars per stick in the contract, although the profit is not high, the number is astonishing.
One thousand boxes means 100,000 penicillins, which means a profit of three million.
"Mr. Lin, I really don't understand why you do this." Mogeyev thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
Lin Tianbao smiled and said, "Our boss said that if Mr. Cohen wants to buy some, he has endless penicillin."
"These two thousand boxes are the gifts we prepared for him."
"As for you, what do you think of the price of seventy dollars a bottle?"
Mogeev was shocked and said in a lost voice: "Mr. Lin, what did you say? Seventy dollars a stick?"
"Are you kidding?"
Lin Tianbao took a sip of the tea on the table and said in a gentle voice: "Mr. Mogeev, you don't think that I invited you to dinner just to joke with you."
"The price is 70 US dollars per bottle. On the 7th of next month, there are 5,000 boxes in total. The production areas are North America, Mexico, and Italy."
"This is just the first batch, there will be more to come, but this time we don't want money, we want oil."
"You want oil?" Mogeev's face changed slightly, and he said hesitantly: "Mr. Lin, the Soviet Ministry of Foreign Affairs has very strict control over resources. You want oil?"
"Mr. Mogeev, you have to think carefully. You can't buy penicillin so cheaply."
"If war breaks out in the Soviet Union and there are not enough medicines, Minister Moloto will be held accountable."
"We can provide you with medicines worth 100 million US dollars, which is enough for you to use. Moreover, I can guarantee that we are the only one in the entire Shanghai market, and even in the whole world, who can provide you with so many medicines."
Sure enough, it is faster to write at home, so here is a little gift...