What's the concept of two trillion turnover?
At present, Wal Mart has the highest turnover in the world, with an annual turnover of about 4 trillion yuan. However, we should know that Wal Mart is a large supermarket, and it is normal to have such turnover.
After all, profits are low and people all over the world are shopping at Wal Mart.
And Chen Sanqiu said that he wanted to make the turnover of his agricultural products sales company reach two trillion yuan. What's so special about this is that many powerful talents can say such a forced word?
Fang Menglong, fat man, Yan Hu, these rich second generation people, you can say that they grew up without any pressure, so they don't know much about the world, or even a little simple.
But it's not stupid.
Don't you know? It's not stupid. You suddenly come out and say that you have just set up a company, and then say that the turnover of the company will reach 2 trillion in the future. What's the special concept?
Brag.
Fang Menglong's mouth is shaking. He looks up at Chen Sanqiu and wants to swear. Damn, you can't insult my IQ.
But looking at Chen Sanqiu's calm, confident face, Fang Menglong's mouth trembled, and he was speechless.
Fat man, Yan Hu looked at each other, Gudong swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Staring at Chen Sanqiu, for a long time, Yan Hu said to Chen: "big brother, two trillion, do you know the concept of two trillion?"
"Of course I know." Chen Sanqiu looked very calm, nodded and said to Yan Hu with a smile: "you said I built a supermarket in Hedong City, with a daily turnover of one million. You said how much I have in a year."
Yan Hu Leng for a while, quickly calculated again.
Cough, cough.
I don't understand.
Quickly turned his head to look at the fat man, fat man glared at Yan Hu, special, arithmetic questions, ya don't ask me.
Then they turned their heads and looked at Fang Menglong.
Fang Menglong's mouth trembled.
Damn it, a million a day, a year.
Well, how many days a year? Oh, by the way, it's 365 days. Well, the turnover this year should be.
Yeah, shit.
Fang Menglong looks up at Chen Sanqiu in a dazed way. It takes a long time for him to shake and almost pee.
Before, I didn't think that one million is powerful. In Fang Menglong's opinion, the daily turnover is one million, and there is not much money. How about a car?
Can I buy a house within the Sixth Ring Road of Beijing? It's terrible.
However, I'm afraid of such a calculation and accumulation.
What's more, it's just that Chen Sanqiu got a vegetable supermarket in Hedong city.
So, 365 days, a million a day.
three hundred and sixty-five million
"365 million." Fang Menglong looks at Chen Sanqiu from the corner of his mouth. He screams at Chen Sanqiu for a long time.
My sister, I always thought that Chen Sanqiu was a poor farmer. At most, he was a good little farmer.
I don't know. I scared you to death.
In this way, in the whole private room, the richest one is not others, especially Chen Sanqiu.
"Hoo."
Hearing Fang Menglong say 365 million, not only the second generation of the rich are stunned and tongue tied, but also Chen Sanqiu is smart and shivering.
Cao, Chen Sanqiu now finds out that he is so rich.
"Cough."
Chen Sanqiu tried to suppress his excitement. After all, from a small setback, he was still very excited to hear that he could make more than 300 million a year.
"So, I said two trillion a year. Do you believe it now?" Chen Sanqiu narrowed his eyes and said to all the rich second-generation people present with a very gentle tone.
Fang Menglong grinned and nodded.
Believe it or not?
A vegetable supermarket has such a huge turnover in a year, let alone a large company?
Chen Sanqiu nodded with satisfaction: "the main work of our new company is to promote new grain, new chemical fertilizer and the latest agricultural products. Moreover, should we take a long view?"
Chen Sanqiu waved his hand involuntarily. Like a great man of a generation, he said in a magnetic voice: "all Meidi are paper tigers. We should look at the world. Two trillion is not much. In my opinion, one trillion is possible. Two trillion can only be the bottom, right?"
"To make money, you need to make money all over the world, not just look at one place. The purpose of my company is not only to make yourself rich, but also to make the poor people all over the world rich. That's my purpose."
"My dream."
Chen Sanqiu finally waved: "I hope you can achieve such a dream with me, to ensure the bottom of two trillion, to pursue one trillion, and to dream of two trillion."
"Poop."
"Poop."
Rao is Fang Menglong, the second generation of the richest people in the capital. When they heard Chen Sanqiu waving his hand to protect the bottom of two trillion yuan, pursue one trillion yuan, and dream of two trillion yuan, their hearts kept beating, almost jumping out of their chest.
One by one, he looks at Chen Sanqiu in a daze.
Eyes are full of small stars, one by one eye to admire the jump out of the orbit.
Now I admire Chen Sanqiu completely. I admire him. In addition to admiration, I still admire him.
It's like looking at Chen Sanqiu with a kind of worship.
Yue ling'er looks at Chen Sanqiu with blistering eyes. Her face turns red and she bites her lips.
This is the man I like, this is the man I dream of pursuing.
Yes, this is the man I like, such a fascinating man.
The tiger son also looks at Chen Sanqiu excitedly in one side, and wants to look up to the sky and roar.
Now Huzi really understands why Li Zhenghua's bull force is so popular that even the royal families of other countries despise him, but he follows Chen Sanqiu. That's why.
It turns out that this man, who looks a little shy, a little pretty, and even has second hair sometimes, is a real tough man.
This is the strongest man.
Fang Menglong gulped and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
A bite, a slap on the table, roared: "brother, we follow you, we each invest 100 million, say brother, what are we going to do next?"
With a grin and a mysterious face, Chen Sanqiu said to everyone, "go to the capital first, take down the land and plant vegetables."
"Well."