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The 209th chapter BD battle (11)

Chapter 209 BD Battle (11)

Li Shenggang had deep doubts about Huang Xuan's sudden inquiry about the price of abalone, but he had to answer the question, so he had to say: "I usually eat fresh abalone, often 12 heads, 20 heads, etc., about three or four hundred yuan at a time."

Huang Xuan scoffed and said, "Ask you, have you seen it? How much does it cost?"

Li Shenggang didn't understand why Huang Xuan asked, and his mind was very quick: Has he had too many dinner parties recently and the boss was unhappy? Or should he mention himself from the side, don't get too close to those bosses?

He was born in a small town, and his parents were both petty citizens. He relied on his intelligence and was good at observing his expressions. He was one step to this day, so as soon as Huang Xuan spoke, Li Shenggang would extend his imagination in countless directions.

After a moment of silence, Li Shenggang pushed: "It is said that the most abalone is a Hong Konger named Yang Guanyi. His Fulin Hotel is also recognized as the best abalone hotel. It is said that the best "Ayi abalone" can cost hundreds of thousands." He used two of them, not to dare to say what he had been to before.

Huang Xuan didn’t have the heart to care about the little money Li Sheng had eaten. He just picked up an excuse and opened Yang Guanyi’s information while saying, “I have a batch of abalone in my hand and want to sell it. What do you think?”

Heard that it was doing business, Li Shenggang wiped off the sweat beads from his head and said, "Or it would be sold to Fulin Hotel. Some time ago, I heard that they had lost 15 top three abalones. It is said that they were treasures of the main hall and would be gone for millions. They consume so much a day, so they always need raw materials."

"You contact them." Huang Xuan knew that this hotel could not eat what he had in his hands, but he always had to open a gap first, so he said: "Just call me back in the past two days."

"Success." When doing things, Li Shenggang agreed to be quite refreshing. He was not worried about himself at this time, so he asked in detail: "What kind of abalone is it? How many are it?"

"Santou Net Balloon and Sitou Net Balloon." Huang Xuan thought about it and replied, "How much do you think it's worth."

"Wow." Li Shenggang felt his scalp jumping up and exclaimed: "Three-headed Net Balm?"

"Um."

"This..." Li Shenggang felt that he should show his "foodie" spirit at this time, so he thought about it: "You know, I have eaten 3-head fresh abalone once in Guangzhou, and Japanese Aomori abalone, each person is 8,800 yuan. The fresh abalone exchanged with dried abalone is 10:1, then this dried abalone should be 10 times the size of the three-head fresh abalone. According to the restaurant, the price is twice as big as two, so the dried abalone should be 8,800 by two, multiplied by two, and it will be 20% different in size." He said while calculating, Huang Xuan got the answer on the energy screen as soon as possible and said: "More than 70,000?"

"The 20% difference is more." Li Sheng said with a slightest point: "There is the least 140,000 yuan. If it is sold by Ayi, it will be fine to sell it for 200,000 yuan."

This is even lower than Huang Xuan's valuation, but he just said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Don't worry."

Li Shenggang hung up the phone proudly. He was not a professional manager, but in fact he was just a small accounting site. He graduated from a vocational technical secondary school and had repeated transitions and had no fixed place to live. This kind of life emphasizes reality. Therefore, doing something practical for Huang Xuan is far more reliable for him than a branch manager with an unknown amount of income.

Huang Xuan could only say that he had touched Li Shenggang or such a person's veins a little, and shrugged casually. Huang Xuan asked Lorraine: "How many three-headed abalone do we have?"

"20,000, of which 8,000 are net abalone."

Huang Xuan pursed his lips and spread his hands, saying, "I remember in the information you gave me, the price of each three-headed abalone should be more than 500,000 yuan?"

"Of course, this is the best net abalone produced by famous Japanese artists."

"But no one knows." Huang Xuan knew very well how serious this problem was. He thought for a long time and finally gave up. There must be a road before the car arrived at the mountain. Moreover, no matter whether he could sell these abalone, his cash flow would not be any problem. His main energy now is to bet on the BD, and the rest can be dragged out. Only by successfully digesting the more than 10 billion US dollars can he have enough funds, experience, factories and talents to design a new industrial base according to his own ideas and the purpose of plane travel.

In Huang Xuan's view, this is obviously more important than another 3 billion US dollars.

...

The Huang clan meeting lasted for 10 days. Zhang Xinyi was very tired when she returned home every day, but she was in good spirits. Huang Xuan guessed that with her mother's intelligence and grandfather's resignation, she would definitely sign many favorable terms.

For example, cheaper and more Southwest Bell equity.

As expected, Huang Hengzhan became the new patriarch of the Huang family. At this time, Yifang's desire for funds has almost reached its peak. They want to appease more small families, take back the stocks of some companies, and end the contract issues left by the previous one. These all require real money.

Huang Sugui's largest fundraising tool, Fusheng Securities, has become a burden with a failed transaction. In fact, this has caused the entire house to lack funds in the past few months, and the chain was broken for more than 1 billion US dollars. Even Huang Sugui will not be able to subsidize it for a while.

Zhang Xinyi was willing to provide up to 2 billion US dollars in cash, which almost made everyone think it was a timely help. Huang Sugui couldn't stand such temptation. Not only did he agree to use the cash that Huang Xuan had frozen at the foundation to pay, but he also reselled the 5% of Southwest Bell stock at hand to Huang Xuan, for only 350 million US dollars, which was nearly 40 million yuan cheaper.

He could not even hide his desire for funds.

Or, it is because these more than 2 billion US dollars are enough to get him out of his temporary predicament.
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