"90?100?120?"

Zhen Zhiqiang estimated the approximate value.

Yu Tian did not answer, but turned his gaze to Luo Yongxiang, whose eyes were dull.

He walked over, knelt down, patted Luo Yongxiang's face and asked, "Lao Luo, it's your turn again, why are you always so slow? Guess how much I paid for it?"

How could Luo Yongxiang know?

However, according to the motor comparison of Jingcheng Motor Factory, this high-quality oscillating motor must be above 90 no matter what.

"..."

He was speechless and didn't want to guess.

because.

He was thinking about future market segmentation.

The market is just that big.

A big piece of cake, it turned out to be just right for the three of them to eat.

Over the years.

The three of them have always been a tripartite, restraining each other and profiting from each other.

But now.

If Yu Tian's 10,000 motors are manufactured into finished products and flooded into the market, their three fan factories will definitely be greatly impacted.

what to do?

do not care.

Act again and see what Yu Tian wants to achieve!

"If you don't guess, then I'll tell you, listen up."

Seeing Luo Yongxiang sitting silently, Yu Tian stood up and said to the other two people with a smile, "Motors are very cheap, 59 yuan. I say it again, 59 yuan. Do you hear me clearly?"

The wind is not strong, two times is enough to hear clearly.

Even though I didn’t mention the ultra-low price of 19.

But the low price of 59 was enough to scare Wang Chunsheng and Zhen Zhiqiang.

This motor produced in the Soviet Union is not only of high quality, but also of such low price.

Just do the math.

Even if an electric fan produced by Chenxi Motor Factory sells for 99 yuan, it can still make a net profit of about 20 yuan.

And the cost of their motor alone is about 80 yuan.

Coupled with the plastic casing, labor and workers' wages, etc., you have to sell it for at least 119 to barely breakeven.

It’s hot summer again this year.

If they can't keep up with the retail price, they can't even imagine how crazy the market will be in the next few months!

"vomit..."

In a state of surprise.

Luo Yongxiang suddenly made a motion of vomiting.

He waved his arms in panic, crawled to Yu Tian's side, hugged his thigh, and rubbed his face crazily, as if he was crazy.

"What is this for?"
Chapter completed!