radicalducati Chapter 321
Chapter 321
The price of the 100 million was called out in the VIP box No. 20.
Olivia, who is Buffett’s assistant, had a ripple in her beautiful blue eyes.
“1.1 billion.”
After a few seconds of strategic hesitation, Olivia continued to bid.
“1.2 billion.”
Before the 20th box, which broke the 800 million limit, continued to bid upward.
In the VIP box No. 17, the voice of a vicissitudes old man came.
“Fuck!”
Olivia’s beautiful eyes showed a trace of unhappiness, and she couldn’t help but cursed in a low voice.
But Buffett, who was lying on the sofa, had no ripples in his turbid eyes.
For him, whose net worth has already exceeded 1 trillion dragon yuan.
A mere tens of billions is not worth mentioning.
As long as he can cure the cancer that has tortured him for more than ten years.
Even if it costs 100 billion, he is willing to pay this money.
If it can make him return to youth and live for a few more decades.
Even if he takes out 1 trillion in exchange, Buffett will not hesitate at all.
As a personal assistant, Olivia is also very clear about this.
Just now, he was able to give the first treatment quota to Bill Gates, which is already Buffett’s bottom line.
“1.3 billion!”
Olivia frowned and continued to bid coldly.
“1.4 billion!”
After receiving Su Mo’s order, the agent in the VIP box No. 20 immediately followed up fearlessly.
In the auction hall, there was silence for a moment…
Olivia’s voice came out again.
“1.5 billion!”
This time.
The agent in the box No. 20 did not continue to raise the price.
“Customer No. 1, bid 1.5 billion.”
“1.5 billion, first time.”
“1.5 billion, second time.”
“1.5 billion, third time.”
“Congratulations to Customer No. 1 for getting the second treatment quota today.”
As the wooden hammer fell, auctioneer Li Wanwan announced with a smile.
Some wealthy people in the ordinary hall felt very disappointed.
Especially those wealthy people who have entered the late stage of cancer and have not much time left.
Even if they are willing to pay out huge assets to treat their illness.
But…
As they develop cancer and enter the late stage.
After their physical condition takes a sharp turn for the worse and they become weaker and weaker.
They have to hand over the family business to their sons to manage so that they can rest assured to recover.
But once the power is handed over, it will be difficult to take it back.
The more wealthy and noble, the weaker the family affection.
For ordinary families, if parents or relatives have cancer.
That would be a thunderbolt for the children.
But for many wealthy families, the situation is often the opposite.
They leave the body unattended and attack each other.
This kind of tragedy is common in countries around the world.
A dying man who has handed over power.
Still want to count on his sons who are busy killing each other and fighting for assets to spend a huge amount of money on his treatment?
I’m afraid… it’s difficult!
After all.
Not every rich man can be like Buffett and Bill Gates.
Even after suffering from cancer, he can always keep his assets and power firmly in his own hands.
Sure enough!
The third quota was called by Neto to 1.5 billion.
No one raised the price anymore, and it ended up falling into his own hands.
“Damn!”
“A bunch of people who only know how to get money and have no filial piety!”
“You don’t even understand that life is priceless, you are such an old fool!”
Su Mo, sitting in the office.
After seeing the 1.5 billion, no one followed the bid.
After understanding the reason, he was so angry that he slammed the table and cursed non-stop.
More than an hour later…
All 10 treatment quotas today were auctioned.
The highest bid was 1.5 billion yuan from Buffett.
The lowest bid was 700 million yuan in the middle.
The total amount auctioned was 10.2 billion dragon yuan.
Excluding the one that didn’t grasp it well and lost a quota.
After paying 300 million yuan in taxes, there was still 8.7 billion left.
Minus 5% of the auction handling fee and 1% of the price support fee, a total of 417.6 million.
There is also a 20% tax that needs to be paid to the state, including the 1.5 billion of false transactions, a total of 2.04 billion.
The two amounts add up to a total of 2.4576 billion.
After deducting these expenses, Su Mo made a net profit of 6.2424 billion.
In just over an hour, he made a net profit of more than 6 billion!
This speed of making money directly broke the Guinness World Record!
It also brought unparalleled shock and influence to major companies around the world!
A famous strategist in the United States once said:
Whoever controls oil controls all countries!
Whoever controls food controls all mankind!
Whoever controls the economy controls the world!
This is also the three major strategies of the United States to dominate the world.
All its strategic layouts are centered around: food, oil, and the US dollar.
And today.
Su Mo told the world with practical actions.
Whoever can control medical care can control the life and death of others!
It can make those super-rich people flock to you and beg to come to your door to send you money.
On the basis of having a strong motherland to back you up.
The money earned from standing at the commanding heights of medical technology is faster than the speed of robbing money!
For a time.
The world’s top 500 companies.
Almost all of them have the idea of entering the high-tech medical field.
And at this time…
In the smoke-filled meeting room of Oriental Pharmaceutical Company.
“Fuck!”
“What’s wrong with this Poly?”
“Can’t even judge the scale when raising the price?!”
“They messed up a precious quota!”
“Not only did we lose more than a billion yuan in profit, we also had to pay 300 million yuan in taxes!”
Wen Wenshan, who was angry, couldn’t help but curse.
Glancing at his angry look, Su Mo took a sip of tea and said calmly:
“Old Wen.”
“Take a bigger picture.”
“We have the world’s only technology, are we afraid that someone will steal our customers?”
“Besides, we have made so much money, so what if we pay an extra 300 million in taxes to the country?”
“If the country is not strong enough, do you think these foreign rich people will be able to let us cut leeks?”
“Cancer cell crusher, if it is placed in a small country, the inventor will die suddenly in the evening if he makes it in the afternoon, do you believe it?”
Hearing Su Mo’s admonition.
Wen Wenshan, who was still very angry, reacted immediately.
“Mr. Su, I’m sorry.”
“I was confused for a moment…”
Seeing Wen Wenshan bending over and apologizing continuously.
Su Mo waved his hand nonchalantly and didn’t take it to heart.
It’s not that he is so indifferent to fame and fortune, and regards money as dirt.
But Su Mo knows very well that none of these fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered by him can escape!
These foreign rich people with cancer have to give him money obediently, it’s just a matter of time.
Moreover, Su Mo has made plans early.
If these rich people want to play tricks on him.
They want to be cured but don’t want to be slaughtered.
They dare to set up a plan in private and discuss the treatment order.
If no one bids higher at the auction.
Then Su Mo doesn’t mind directly taking back the quota auction channel, so that these super rich people can experience what despair is!