Chapter 320: Chapter 320 The Willys Jeep

Hardy thought it made sense.He quickly considered other possibilities.

"Hmm, not only should we acquire shares, but why not go ahead and acquire the entire company? That way, we can maximize our profits. Otherwise, if they resume production of these motorcycles, they'd be competing with us in the market."

In the future, Harley Davidson would become the most recognizable brand in the motorcycle world, perhaps even synonymous with motorcycles. Acquiring it would definitely be worthwhile.

Andy quickly noted this down and planned to find someone to handle the operation.

Even if they couldn't acquire the company, they would buy a large amount of stock. To prevent the Harley Davidson factory from continuing to produce this model, they could also purchase the rights to the motorcycle in advance, ensuring that the Harley Davidson company couldn't produce it freely.

If they wanted to produce it, they'd have to pay Hardy a royalty.

Finance professionals certainly have a knack for clever schemes.

Hardy then walked over to a bunch of oddly shaped vehicles. He recognized this type of vehicle an American military track mounted ammunition transporter, mainly used for transporting shells during wartime. It wasn't very big, just slightly larger than a Jeep.

It was also completely open air, with a very basic cockpit in the front and a cargo area in the back. Hardy estimated there were about two or three thousand of these vehicles here.

Hardy called over Colonel Adam Beach. "How much is this, and how do you think we should sell it?"

"This ammunition transporter originally cost $480 each to produce. There are over 40,000 units. The military's preferred price is $35 per unit. As for how to sell them..." Colonel Beach thought for a moment. "I think we could sell them to factories as heavy duty transport vehicles for use inside the factory, like those that handle heavy items like cast iron parts."

Hardy nodded. "Your idea makes sense, but there aren't enough factories of that type. Do you think 40,000 units can be sold that way? Also, it's a track mounted vehicle those factories would prefer ones with tires that won't damage the floors."

"That's true. We promoted it to several steel mills and only sold a few dozen units." Beach admitted with a bit of frustration.

Hardy smiled. "Why not change your thinking? I think we could sell them to farmers for plowing fields. Add a plow to the back of this thing, and it could be used in the fields."

"How much does a tractor cost? Around $500, right? We could sell this for $50, which is one tenth the price of a tractor. I'm sure it would be quite appealing to farmers."

Beach immediately perked up.

That's right,

It could be sold as a tractor. Although it wouldn't be as convenient as a tractor, it's cheap! Farmers who can't afford a tractor could buy one of these. It might be a bit more troublesome to replace the plow, but it's cheap!

Sometimes, cheap is king.

As they continued walking around the warehouse, Hardy saw a lot of different supplies. There were some airplanes, tanks, and broken vehicles, not even stacked neatly—just piled together into a junk heap. Exposed to the wind and rain, many were already rusting.

When the U.S. military initially gathered these materials, they didn't do much sorting. They mainly stored them based on proximity: materials brought in from the West Coast were piled up in military depots near the West Coast, while those from the East Coast were stored near the East Coast depots.

However, there is an advantage to this arrangement. Since similar types of goods are available in various locations, it's convenient for transporting items. If someone wants to buy a car, there's no need to transport goods from the East Coast to the West Coast, which would incur substantial shipping costs.

Hardy has already purchased all the motorcycles. Later, the military will refurbish these motorcycles and store them in the warehouse. As for when they will be used, that's up to Hardy. S~eaʀᴄh the NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

One of the current benefits of being a sales company is that occupying military warehouse space doesn't cost any money.

After inspecting the warehouse supplies, Hardy and his team drove back to Las Vegas.

As they entered the Hardy Hotel, Colonel Beach and the few people he brought with him couldn't stop glancing at the customers coming and going, the women in bikinis by the swimming pool, and their eyes lit up with longing when they saw the casino.

Hardy glanced at these guys, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his face, and then led them into the hotel.

In the conference room,

Hardy patted the thick inventory catalog and said, "We have too many items on hand, and we need to sell them one by one. But I think, since this is business, we should have a grand opening and spread the word about our sales."

"Mr. Hardy, what do you have in mind?" Colonel Beach asked.

"The best selling item should be cars, right? I checked the data: there are 46,000 Jeeps, including over a thousand brand new, unopened ones. Of the other vehicles, 70% are functional, and 30% are not."

"The cost of a Willys Jeep is $750, and the military's base price is $50 per unit. My idea is to sell all these vehicles, new or old, for $150 each," Hardy said.

The Willys Jeep was very famous during World War II and had a wide range of uses—battlefield reconnaissance, patrol, communication, first aid, command, and artillery towing. Over 600,000 were produced, though many ended up abroad.

"Ah, selling them all for $150 each? People will definitely rush to buy the unopened new cars, then the functional ones, and no one will want the ones that don't work," Colonel Beach remarked with some skepticism.

Hardy shook his head.

"Of course, I know people will rush for the good cars. My plan is to sell them through a lottery. In other words, I'll sell only a qualification number. All the cars will be numbered, and we'll draw lots on site. Whatever you draw is what you get."