"Young man, it's good to be confident, but it's useless to tell me that. I can't promise you anything!" The old gardener said with a wry smile.
"No, you can use your experience to help me analyze. If you were Ito Omiya, would you agree?" Jia Yapeng asked.
"This … I probably would!" The old gardener hesitated and said.
"Okay, then I will use this condition to negotiate with Ito Omiya today!" Jia Yapeng nodded, as if he already had a plan.
"How do you plan to negotiate?" The old gardener asked curiously.
"It's simple. Let's calculate based on a year's sales. If my annual sales do not reach 100 million, then I am willing to withdraw from the convenience store. At the same time, I don't want a single cent of the profits. They will all belong to the Ito family!"
"If it exceeds 100 million, then I will charge you 60% of the channel fee!"
"If it exceeds 300 million, then I will charge you 50% of the channel fee!"
"If it exceeds 500 million, then I will charge you 40% of the channel fee!"
"If it exceeds 800 million, then I will charge you 30% of the channel fee!"
"If it exceeds 1 billion, then I can only charge you 10% of the channel fee. Then the channel fee will be fixed and can't be changed! "Jia Yapeng laughed.
"Okay!" Itoh Masajun almost agreed on behalf of his son. After all, Itoh Yokado Trading Company was a company with a total capital of 40 billion yen. Last year, its annual sales had reached 2 billion USD, which was almost equivalent to 300 billion yen in annual sales. It seemed quite high, and Jia Yapeng's 1 billion yen sales was nothing compared to it.
However, after deducting all kinds of costs, the 300 billion yen was still in a state of loss. In fact, Ito Yokado still owed the bank nearly 200 billion yen in loans.
Not long ago, Ito Masajun made the decision to buy the American Southern Company with a huge sum of money. He then renamed the company 711, which was now the 7-11 chain. This super convenience store chain had 7,000 stores in Fusang and more than 30,000 stores around the world.
However, the money was not from Ito Yokado, but borrowed from the bank by Ito Masajun. After all, that was when the Fusang stock market was at its craziest. It wasn't difficult to borrow hundreds of billions of yen.
But now, the stock market had collapsed, and many banks had closed down. There were a lot of bad debts. Now, the banks were asking for money every day, forcing Itoh Masajun to pay back the money. So, although the company was still profitable, after paying back the debts, the company was struggling.
Although the Ito Family was living in heaven now, in fact, it was all for show. If he could, the old gardener would like to fire all the servants and get together with his family so that he could save the annual living expenses of tens of millions of yen.
If Jia Yapeng's products could really sell for 1 billion yen a year, then even if he only took a 10% cut, he would still have a net profit of 100 million yen a year. This was a huge subsidy for the Ito Yokado Group's cash flow.
More importantly, under the name of the 7-11 convenience store, there was no product that only sold for 15 yuan per item that could achieve annual sales of 1 billion yen. If this really happened, it would definitely sweep through the convenience store industry like a storm. The 7-11 convenience store would be invisibly covered by countless news and hot searches. Then, a large number of people would be willing to join 7-11. Then, the Ito Yokado Group would receive a very generous joining fee and temporarily put aside the debt crisis.
"Calm down. How can I be so easily distracted by a little kid's words?" Ito Masajun calmed himself down, then smiled and said, "Young man, I'm curious. Where did you get the confidence to say such a thing? Can you show me what you're selling? "
"Well …" Jia Yapeng hesitated, then took out a packet of crispy noodle snacks from his pocket and handed it to the old gardener.
"Is this just instant noodles? And it's a brand I've never heard of. Fusang's annual sales of instant noodles are only about 30 billion yen. Where did this kid get the confidence to monopolize 1 billion yen? "The old gardener shook his head.
If it was an instant noodle giant such as Nissin Ramen, not to mention 1 billion yen, even 10 billion yen a year could be achieved. But in front of Nissin Ramen, 7-11 simply couldn't do it, because Nissin Ramen always had a lot of loyal fans. If 7-11 couldn't buy it, then they would go to other convenience stores to buy it.
Therefore, convenience stores like 7-11 almost required big companies like Nissin Ramen to sell their products. There was no need for Jia Yapeng to come to their door and talk.
The most important point was that the instant noodle market in Fusang was extremely saturated, and the competition was extremely fierce. It was difficult for a brand like Little Elf to stand out. Where did he get the courage to say 1 billion yen in sales?
The old gardener couldn't figure it out, so he continued to look at the packaging.
"Hey, this little thing outside is quite cute. If I make it into a doll and give it to Haruko, she will be very happy!" The old gardener saw the Pikachu on the packaging and couldn't help laughing.
This Pikachu was simply too adorable. It was so adorable that the old gardener had taken a liking to it.
"Amazing, with this mascot, I'm afraid it can be sold for 100 million yen!" When the old gardener recovered from his eating state, he looked at the little mascot named Pikachu and suddenly exclaimed in his heart.
"Ito Omotō is a bastard. He is blind and only has eyes for women. He can't even see such a cute thing, and he dares to ask for 75%!" The old gardener couldn't help but curse his son in his heart.
Sure enough, old ginger was spicier. The old gardener could fully see the value of Pikachu, but Ito Omotō couldn't see it.
"This is produced by Hua Xia?" Soon, the old gardener noticed the production site and asked.
"Yes!" Jia Yapeng nodded, and then asked worriedly, "Mr. Ito Omotō, do you care about the production site?"
"No, I think Hua Xia's production is very good!" The old gardener nodded, "Hua Xia's population bonus is very enviable, and the people there are very nice, and the boss is very diligent. It's a good place, and I like the things there!"
"Yes!" When Jia Yapeng heard the old gardener's words, he immediately liked the old gardener. This was the first time that Jia Yapeng had seen Fusangpeople who took the initiative to show their affection for Hua Xia.
"Hey, these are noodles that can be eaten by pinching!" When the old gardener saw the instructions on the packaging, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Yes, old man, you can try it!" Jia Yapeng laughed. The old gardener nodded, and without tearing open the packaging, he began to pinch the noodles.
At first, the old gardener didn't think much of this way of eating, but when the old gardener crushed the whole thing in one go, a sense of sublimation came from the depths of his soul, and the old gardener almost floated up.
"This is wonderful, this feeling is too blissful!" The old gardener couldn't help but shake his head. This feeling was simply irresistible.
"With this design, it can sell for at least 200 million yen a year!" The old gardener once again raised his evaluation of the crispy noodle snacks in his heart. Then, the old gardener tore open the packaging and found that in addition to the seasoning package, there was a card.
"This is … a character card of the Three Kingdoms?" The old gardener wasn't very surprised at first. After all, Fusang wasn't like Hua Xia, who had never had instant noodles stuffed with cards before.
But Fusang had already had crispy noodle snacks with cards around 70 years ago, so the old gardener wasn't very surprised.
But when the old gardener saw the character in the card clearly, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Amazing, this drawing is simply amazing. Who the hell drew Cao Cao? The drawing is so detailed, and his heroic spirit is so vivid. This card can be called a work of art!" The old gardener couldn't help but exclaim after seeing the picture of Cao Cao on the card.
The old gardener had seen a lot of food with cards, or even small toys, which were very common in Fusang. But this was the first time he had seen such a high quality card drawing.
"With this card, the sales can increase by another 100 million!" The old gardener once again raised the bar in his heart.
"In the plan, in the first issue, we will release 20 Three Kingdoms Hero Cards. After that, about every two months or so, we will release a new issue of cards. In the end, it will become a complete series with thousands of cards!" Jia Yapeng said.
"In addition, we have already made a supporting animation and are negotiating with various TV stations. Basically, everything is settled. It should be shown on TV stations everywhere next month!"
"Devil! This kid is really a devil! " The old gardener looked at Jia Yapeng in horror, as if he had seen a devil staring at a child's wallet and sucking blood crazily.
"500 million? One billion? My God, now I can't tell how many crispy noodle snacks can be sold! "The old gardener looked at the crispy noodle snacks in his hand and was lost in thought.
"Oh, President Ito has such a good sleep. It's almost 10 o 'clock, and he still hasn't gotten up. It seems that I am not the popular one!" Jia Yapeng shook his head with a wry smile, then got up and said, "Old man, you have a rest here. As an unpopular person, I should leave now!"
"Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave!" The old gardener's arm suddenly grabbed Jia Yapeng's hand, and then he said with an amiable smile, "President Ito stayed up late last night with several women. I guess he won't get up until 12 o 'clock. He hates being disturbed the most. You have to be patient. Young man, don't be so impatient!"
"Really?" Jia Yapeng looked at the old gardener suspiciously. The old gardener nodded sincerely. Jia Yapeng then said, "Well, it's not that I can't keep my cool. I'm just born to be this arrogant. Whoever doesn't give me face will lose face in front of me! "
"If you push me too far, I will buy a convenience store company. At worst, I will set up my own distribution channels. I'm not afraid of you!"
The old gardener didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the complaining young man.
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