What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 704 The Path Already Been Practiced (August 4400 Monthly Tickets)

In this era, the chaos in the Black community has never ceased, but like other regions, it is all an aftershock of the polar bear's body shaking the ground after it fell. The massive shift in the situation has influenced the global order from top to bottom.

It's a fact that McMora Corporation suffered significant losses, but whether it was truly innocent remains an open question, which Tang Wen had no interest in finding out.

He was pondering Taylor's probing: the other party seemed to want to emulate the approach of the maritime defense force, a route that had been practiced and abandoned at one point, but which Geigin had picked up by chance.

A giant corporation/controlling entity, plus high technology, and you can call it cyberpunk, but the world's current technological level clearly doesn't meet that threshold.

So it's classic cyberpunk, right?

Tang Wen didn't care what Taylor's purpose was, but he was very interested if more giants imitated Gekin. First, it would reduce the external pressure on Gekin, and second, it would continue to bring some new fun to this already distorted world.

As for renting ships, that's definitely not an option. These guys will definitely blame Gai Jin afterward, so it's not worth the loss. However, selling... Generally speaking, it's extremely uneconomical for a regular giant company to maintain a fleet, but that's under normal, general circumstances.

The bulk of the cost of ship maintenance is expensive and time-consuming, which is precisely what Gaijin can solve.

Furthermore, these giants are not exactly goldsmiths, so battleship formations are not very suitable for them.

In the darkness, Tang Wen's mind raced for a moment, and he uttered something astonishing:

“I’ll sell you a dual-carrier strike group for $3 million.”

"what?"

Taylor looked like he thought, "Did I hear that right?" $3 million, two carrier strike groups?

However, he became confused after Tang Wen presented the configuration list:
“2艘博格级护航航母，4艘文明级驱逐舰，包10架GZ20大型直升机，40架F4U/SBD舰载机任选套餐。

Bogue-class: $1000 million per vessel;
Civilization-class: $2500 million per ship;
GZ20 helicopter: US$1800 million per unit;
Propeller-driven carrier-based aircraft: Offered as a discounted gift.

The GZ20 is, of course, the domestically produced Chinook. The domestic purchase price is 1.5 million RMB, and when sold to foreign countries, Tangwen does not increase the price, but only converts it to 1800 million USD. As for propeller planes, they are extremely cheap and can be sold at will.

The Bogue-class aircraft carriers... were actually small contraptions of merchant ships converted by the Empire during World War II. They were 1.5 tons, 8000 horsepower, and had a speed of 18 knots. They were easy to manage and sufficient, and could carry up to 28 electric fans. Two Bogue-class carriers with 40 fans were more than enough.

However, Taylor shook his head frantically after learning what the Borg-class was:
“No, we need aircraft carriers that can take off and land jets. McMora’s enemies have jets, though… maybe less than ten junks. But propeller planes are too risky.”

Tang Wen chuckled to himself:
"Taylor, you clearly don't know the area well enough. It's worse than Java. The propeller planes I provide can be modified by Imperial companies in cooperation with them. It's easy to make them capable of launching AIM-9s. Believe me, those jets with terrible maintenance and almost zero training are at best on par with propellers equipped with missiles. Just ask any military expert who knows the area, and you'll easily find out that this is the truth. It's a world where things get worse and worse."

Clearly, military affairs were not Taylor's area of ​​expertise, and he couldn't imagine how a propeller could possibly fight a jet engine to a standstill. However, Tang Wen was an "experienced person," so he could only nod and choose to believe him.

He asked again:
"3 million US dollars is a bit high. What would the price be if we brought our own plane?"

"That's cheap, only $1.1 million... but I don't recommend it. The GZ20 only costs $1800 million, while the Imperial's equivalent aircraft costs at least $2200 million."

As for propeller-driven aircraft, they are in high demand but not readily available; only Geyserging can produce inexpensive, brand-new aircraft, as the cost of remanufacturing them elsewhere is prohibitively high.

This was for McMora's own use, and Tang Wen, intending to test the waters, didn't quote a high price. However, Taylor suddenly asked:

How much does the Yorktown cost?

"Hmm... how about $5 million?"

"It looks 20 times more expensive than the Borg class."

“Escort carriers and regular carriers are completely different concepts. Besides, I think the Borg-class is sufficient for you. McMora Corporation’s losses in Africa are only about $5 million, right?”

“No, no, no…” Taylor shook her head:
"The situation here is not so simple. Are you sure the Yorktown is only worth $5 million?"

"Yes, that's the price, but it's only at the level of World War II, and it doesn't include the plane."

"What about maintenance costs?" Tang Wen, still hoping to open up the market, asked.
"Based on an annual service plan, the annual maintenance fee is $2 million for one month, which is only slightly more expensive than that of similar cargo ships."

Taylor remained noncommittal about the price, then inquired about the prices of other battleships/cruisers before nodding in satisfaction.
"Tang, as long as you maintain your friendship with the Empire, we will soon become the most steadfast allies."

Tang Wen looked puzzled, but Taylor just smiled mysteriously and left the next day.

……

"They're cracking down on the registration of Paradise City? Of course, that's no problem!"

Serginho thumped his chest vigorously:

"I assure you that there will be no extra fees for the Paradise City, so you can rest assured."

Tang Wen, sitting opposite him, nodded slightly. There were two considerations in deciding on the registration location of the Paradise City in advance. First, it would reduce the Empire's vigilance and prepare for global operations. Second, the registration fee in Zhuawa was very low. You should know that commercial passenger ship operations have a lot of miscellaneous fixed operating costs.

Just as he was about to leave, Serginho immediately lowered his stance and asked cautiously:
"President Tang, the King Kong has been docked for a few days now. I wonder if I may board it for a look?"

"can."

Tang Wen spoke fluently and deliberately. He turned around and pushed open the door, only to see Zhao Hande coming out from another door. The latter's expression was not very pleasant.

"what's the situation?"

Zhao Hande shook his head:

"We hope to import more of the designated categories of cash crops and increase exports, however..."

What aspects are facing difficulties?

"It's nothing, it's normal."

Zhao Hande obviously wouldn't say anything in this place, but unexpectedly Tang Wen blocked his way, saying with a hint of smugness:
“You took care of me back home, but I can also help out in a little way here.”

Tang Wen then dragged him into Sergio's office and shoved the letter of intent from Zhao Hande's hand at him.

Serginho didn't dare to delay and quickly took it, flipping through a few pages before bursting into a smile:

"It's just some import and export contracts, no problem, no problem."

As he spoke, he picked up the seal and stamped it on with a click, then signed it while apologizing:
"I'm so sorry to trouble you to come all this way for such a small matter. Our friends from Dongda University are definitely sincere in their desire to help us. Just leave these documents here, Team Leader Zhao. We'll definitely get them sorted out by tomorrow."

I saw it says upstairs that someone wants to buy some plantations, right? These plots of land aren't exactly prime.

As Zhao Hande stared in disbelief, Sergio stood up, tore down the map hanging behind him, laid it flat on the table, picked up a pencil, and began to sketch:
"This place is great, both in terms of transportation and climate. Please feel free to share your thoughts."

"This, this, isn't it too much?"

Zhao Hande found that his stance seemed somewhat imperial, and he was quite uncomfortable with it for a while.

However, Tang Wen winked at him:
"It's just about buying land. You should just contact the Audebiao Chamber of Commerce. Almost 99% of Chinese businessmen's plantations are under the Audebiao Chamber of Commerce's coverage."

Isn't that everything?

Zhao Hande knew that Chinese merchants controlled 70% of the local plantations, and the best ones at that. So, wouldn't the Audebiao Chamber of Commerce be...?

Looking at the obsequious Serginho and the composed Tang Wen, Zhao Hande felt that the world seemed to be evolving in a completely unimaginable (questionable) direction.

(End of this chapter)