Chapter 301 Sickness

Chapter 301 Sickness

Song Dalong happily answered Li Yuan's call, but after chatting for a few words, his face became a little unnatural.

Because Li Yuan wants to buy pork from him and hopes that he will give it at cost price.

Along with the rise in pork prices, feed prices have also skyrocketed.

The market is this market. When pork prices fall, feed prices do not fall.

Pig farming is in a loss cycle most of the time, and it is expected to make a fortune during the profit cycle.

The pig production capacity in his hands is limited, and selling it to Li Yuan at cost price means that that part is no longer profitable.

"Mr. Li, how much do you need?"

"How many more do you have, Mr. Song? I think I want them all."

Song Dalong: "..."

Co-writing means that he doesn’t make any money, right?

Pork prices have only risen for less than half a year. Based on previous cycles, we can still make money for at least another half year.

You can even make money at the tail end of the market for another half a year.

It's too late to expand the scale now. Although Song's shares have received a lot of funds since the listing, the scale has already been expanded, but who doesn't like to make a little more?

The price of the stock is related to his worth, while the company's profits are related to the money he can control.

The money at his disposal is his.

If it were someone else, he would definitely reply, "Are you crazy!"

Let me lose nearly 2 billion in profits?

But it was Li Yuan who said this, and he didn't dare to reply like this.

"Mr. Li, we are not outsiders. Let me tell you the truth. The current cost of Song's shares is twenty-three yuan per kilogram, and the price of live pigs is thirty-six yuan per kilogram. This is what Song's shares have been waiting for for several years. The only chance of the year.”

Soon, Li Yuan said: "Okay, I'll buy it at the market price. I want all the next production capacity of Song's shares."

Song Dalong: "..."

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Li Yuan wants to bet so much in one breath, which is equivalent to locking in profits for him.

"Mr. Li is too polite. It's not our turn to use the market price. I can give you a 90... 15% discount. Just use the 15% discount. I know that your financial market also has something called block trading. The model is basically this discount.”

This is already the biggest loss Song Dalong can accept.

But it is not considered a loss. With the order, he can continue to expand production capacity with confidence. Even if he starts to grow now, he can still enjoy the end of this round of market conditions.

Without Li Yuan's order, he would not dare to expand.

"Then thank you, Mr. Song. I will ask for it after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and someone will contact you then."

"Ok, no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Song Dalong took a breath.

It really takes courage to reject Li Yuan.

And he knew that Li Yuan's Bixin Mall had lost a lot of money recently, and supplies were being given away for free all over the country, and the supplies were all scarce.

Maybe Li Yuan wanted to save some money in this area, which he could completely understand.

It's just that he really can't take out the entire Song family's shares.

If this round of profits cannot be made, when the pork down cycle comes, Song's shares will not have enough cash flow to support it.

He called Song Jiajia because Song Jiajia said that she was working overtime and would not be able to come back.

Moreover, Jiangzhou is no longer allowed to go out. Even if she doesn't work overtime, she won't be able to come back.

"Jiajia, have you eaten today? You don't know how to cook. Why didn't you come back earlier?"

"Dad, who said I can't cook? I'm not hungry anyway, so don't worry."

"Then remember to pick up something from that Bixin Mall. I heard that they have a big warehouse in Jiangzhou and can deliver it to you. Be sure to pay attention to safety... If you have anything to say to your family, if you really can't, I'll use Let’s make some connections and bring you back.”

Song Dalong didn't know that Song Jiajia was comparing her feelings, because Song Jiajia never said anything.

Although content related to Jiutian Media and Bixin appeared on the Internet, and Song Jiajia's name occasionally appeared, he either didn't see it, or he didn't care if he saw it.

General Manager Song Jiajia? Do you have anything to do with your own daughter?

My daughter is just a little girl who has just graduated from college, and she is still living a lifeless life. How can she be in charge of such a large company?

"Oh, I understand. Didn't you just call me yesterday? You called me suddenly today. Something must have happened, right?"

"I just don't trust you..."

"Oh, then I'm fine. I'll hang up first..."

"No, no, no, no, I still have something to tell you. Li Yuan just called me and asked me to sell Song's shares to him all the next production output at the cost price. I didn't agree and only gave him It's a 15% discount. I'm just here to ask you, do you and Li Yuan still have any drama? If so, I will sell it at the cost price, and the money I lose will be used as your dowry. "

Song Jiajia: "..."

She didn't understand why Li Yuan wanted so much pork.

And Li Yuan would never go to someone to negotiate the price in person.

Does this match his identity?

It may seem that the amount is not small, but in fact, for Li Yuan, it is a very small transaction.

Before and after, the price difference is at most more than ten to two billion.

"Dad, I think you should give him the cost price. His Bixin Mall is up and running. Even if there is a pork downturn in the future, he can help you maintain operations and won't make you unable to sell. Besides, you have already made money for half a year, so you should make less money..."

Song Dalong was stunned when he heard this.

When did Song Jiajia have this pattern?

These are not words that a little girl should say.

"How do you know that Bixin Mall is up and running? Isn't that platform just for profiteering? Li Yuan has lost so much this time and will definitely have to make up for it in the future. According to domestic Internet habits, who wouldn't cut it when there is traffic?"

Song Jiajia: "..."

She hasn't officially resigned yet, so she can see the background data.

It is true that Li Yuan will lose tens of billions this time, but at least one-sixth of the traffic that came was not retained.

After real-name authentication, the system will automatically match the pattern based on age. The Bixin app for young people and the elderly are completely different. The growth of the entire data is visible to the naked eye. In just a few days, Li Yuan has already run an Internet upstart.

Anyway, based on her understanding of Li Yuan, she would definitely not kill the goose to obtain the eggs.

The tens of billions of traffic fees may seem expensive, but in fact they are not that outrageous.

At least there are now 30 to 40 million people active every day, and the number of registered users has exceeded 300 million.

It's not comparable to Douyin, which has a daily active life of 130 million, but it's not bad either.

Maybe it's the right time and the right place...

She didn't want to think too much, since there was no room for her on Bixin's side anyway.

"Are you and Li Yuan secretly in contact with each other in private? Do you think there is still a chance, right? Then I will call him and tell him that I will pay him the cost price."

Song Dalong asked again.

Song Jiajia said: "Dad, I have no contact with him anymore. I just stand from a business standpoint. When doing business, you can't just look at the present, always look at the back... There will be many opportunities to make money in the future. The profits you give up now may be I'll pay you back ten times or a hundred times. Anyway, that's what I say, you make your own decision, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

Song Jiajia hung up the phone and came to the kitchen.

Looking at the messy kitchen, she really didn't know what to do.

Her biological father must know her, she just can't cook.

These days I just eat instant noodles, and I bought rice before, but...

Didn't buy groceries.

She bought a lot of vegetables at first, adding up to several kilograms.

But the dish couldn't bear to be eaten at all.

In addition, the food she made tasted terrible, and she didn’t buy many condiments, most of which went to the trash can.

What his father didn't know was that there was no way to deliver goods in Jiangzhou unless there was an approval document.

Bixin Mall has not received the approval yet.

It was difficult for her to even walk downstairs, let alone go to the supermarket.

She cooked some rice and ate it. After all, without instant noodles, it was quite difficult for her to make a dish that could be swallowed.

In this way, she held on for two more days, until the 24th.

When her father called, she could only say that everything was fine. After all, the situation was getting more and more serious. Who knew what her father would do.

He is just a small rich man who doesn't have much power at all. If something goes wrong in such a big matter, the whole family will suffer.

She could not starve to death for a short period of time even if she only ate rice.

I've just been in a bad state of mind in the past few days. I don't know if it's because I haven't eaten enough, or maybe it's because I'm not getting enough nutrition. I'm always feeling flustered.

Today was New Year's Eve. She opened the window and couldn't hear the noise outside.

Only on the Internet, everyone is posting videos showing off their New Year’s Eve dinners.

She doesn't even want to watch the video anymore because she will be greedy after watching it.

A cold wind blew in from the window, and she shivered, feeling even more uncomfortable.

After closing the window and looking at the room temperature on the panel, which was still 18 degrees, she felt something was wrong.

There was no thermometer at home, but when she put her hand on her forehead, she clearly felt hot.

At this moment, her face turned pale.

She knows very well the consequences of having a fever...

She didn't know if she was, and she didn't have any medicine at home.

I could only drink a large glass of hot water and then get under the quilt.

She was dazed and didn't know how many hours she had slept. She was sweating all over, her consciousness was blurred, and she felt an indescribable pain all over her body.

She kept turning over, trying to change into a position where she could fall asleep.

But no matter how I change it, it doesn't work.

She even felt like she was going to die, and the helplessness that she couldn't resist swept through her brain.

It's like a drowning person struggling desperately. The more he struggles, the closer he is to death.

She didn't know if a fever looked like this, because she had never encountered such a situation since she could remember.

The pillow was already wet from her sweat.

It's cold when I take off the quilt, and it's uncomfortably hot when I put it on.

Finally, after fighting countless times, she gave up and compromised...

She wanted to forget it and die, as long as she was not allowed to continue to suffer.

But she found that even if she gave up, the pain was still with her.

She had absolutely no idea what to do.

The phone on the bedside lit up, and she subconsciously took it over. After unlocking the face, she discovered that someone had sent her a happy New Year message.

She desperately tried to see clearly who sent the message, but her brain just had no idea.

In a daze, he replied with a message.

Then I can no longer remember what I did.

It seems like a lot has happened...

It seemed that I opened the door in a daze, and then lay down in a very comfortable place, much more comfortable than the bed... (End of Chapter)