After Qin Yu's detailed introduction, Dian Hu, who had been in the army for nearly ten years, roughly understood.
The PM private military contractor was equivalent to a completely free private armed organization that was not controlled by any government. Anyone could hire the PM to carry out missions.
The high salary and benefits made Dian Hu wonder if the PM could really make money.
According to the minimum standard, each person's monthly salary was 30 yuan. Ten people were 300 yuan, 100 people were 3000 yuan, 1,000 people were 300,000 yuan, and 10,000 people were 300,000 yuan!
Coupled with the loss of weapons, equipment, and ammunition, it would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to raise mercenaries every month. The cost of carrying out military missions was even higher, starting at a million.
Good heavens, was it worth it?
"Boss, will PM lose money?”
A loss?
Qin Yu smiled.
The situation still hadn't opened up.
At the peak of the PAC's development, the army, navy, and air force would be complete. What was the difference between them and the military power of a country?
There was no need to worry about making money!
Take Yan Huang for example! If Fusang launched another invasion war similar to the 128 Incident, Chang Kaishen would not be able to stop it and would spend money in time to ask the Giant God PM for assistance.
It didn't cost much, just 30 to 50 million dollars. The Giant God PAC could send out well-equipped and powerful mercenaries to drive 100,000 Japanese into the sea to feed the fish.
Was thirty to fifty million yuan a lot?
There were indeed many!
The problem was that compared to fighting on their own, not only would the cost be much lower, but they could also guarantee the victory rate of the war.
Compared to the huge loss of land, he would feel that he had made a profit by spending this little money.
Moreover, armed mercenaries were only one of the many businesses of the PAC. The most profitable were the arms trade and logistics services.
They provided door-to-door delivery, and the buyer did not have to worry about being blocked by the enemy.
For example, if Germanic Rommel's North African Army ran out of fuel, as long as you had the money, tens of thousands of tons of fuel could be delivered to the military camp in minutes. If you exceeded the time limit, you would have to pay for it.
"Don't worry about earning money. Go to Finance and withdraw fifty thousand silver certificates.”
"Recruit as many as you can. It's fine even if you bring your family along. You can just hire a train to the south. We Giant Gods have plenty of money.”
Dian Hu was speechless.
Where could one find such a rich boss who could easily throw out tens of thousands of dollars?
He could only repay it with his life!
……
At night.
In the CEO's office, Su Wei knocked on the door with the sales report for the past week.
Enter!
Pushing the door open and walking in, Qin Yu, who was studying how to set up the PM department, raised his head.
"Su Wei, sit!"
Su Wei sat opposite the desk and handed the sales report to Qin Yu.
"Boss, it's been a week since the start of the sale of the finished medicine, and we've sold a total of 34600 boxes, totaling 6.92 million bottles. Among them, 920,000 bottles were sold domestically and 6 million bottles were sold overseas.”
"The sales amount is 120 million dollars and 1.84 million dollars.”
F * ck, 120 million dollars?
Even Qin Yu, who knew that penicillin was a huge profit, could not help but gasp. He was really frightened.
These 34600 boxes of penicillin were purchased from the main world's Pfizer Pharmaceuticals and cost less than 2 million dollars.
Due to the improvement of production technology, the production of penicillin increased greatly, and the price plummeted.
However, it was different in the Otherworld. A small bottle of 20 dollars was still being snapped up by many capitalists waving their banknotes. It was simply a robbery!
This was even when the 920,000 bottles sold domestically were only priced at two yuan. If they were sold to foreigners at 20 yuan per bottle, they could increase their income by nearly 20 million yuan.
It was too crazy!
The sales of 120 million dollars a week could at least make up 5 billion dollars a year, but the cost was less than 200 million dollars.
How could the money printing machine print money so quickly?
Unfortunately, this was just a fantasy…
Money moved people's hearts. With the greed of the Western capitalists, if the Giant God did not have enough self-defense ability, it was not impossible for them to fall out and snatch the production technology.
Therefore, Qin Yu's goal was very simple. Before the West developed the technology to mass-produce penicillin, he wanted to make as much money as possible.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Continue to work hard!”
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Su Wei was numb.
Boss, can you be a little more intense? Only then will I feel that we are of the same age! It also shows that our status is not that low.
When we learned that the sales were 120 million dollars, Zhang Shuya and I were shocked for a few minutes before we recovered.
In the end, you say "not bad","not bad","keep working hard"
"Boss, you still don't seem satisfied with earning 120 million dollars a week?" Su Wei asked tiredly.”
"Hahaha, I'm satisfied. Money is just a string of numbers. I've never touched money before. I'm not interested in money!”
“……”
Ah, why did the boss's words sound so strange?
After Qin Yu threw out this famous saying, he also became happy.
As expected, the feeling of posturing was very satisfying, making one unable to stop.
"Su Wei, I don't care how those foreign capitalists speculate on the price of penicillin, but the domestic market doesn't allow the price of penicillin to exceed…"
"Forget it. Arrange for them to set up direct sales stores all over the country. We won't give those unscrupulous businessmen a chance!”
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Direct sales store?
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