When Pei Qian heard Wang Yue say that, he figured the TV business was probably going to make a killing too!
So he said with a smile, "If that's the case, then the TV business really could lose money!
"After all, you can use the ratings data provided by the TV stations as market research and bluff your way into producing more units. If they don't sell, you lose money!
"But that doesn't seem to work for your cooking machines, does it? You don't have any research to back you up. I doubt Mr. Sima will be easy to fool!"
Wang Yue didn't hide anything from Pei Qian, that poor unfortunate. With a sly grin, he said,
"This is easy enough. I've already got a plan!
"Those appliance companies say the market sells about a million units a year, so I'll just use that number!
"I'm not saying we'll take the whole market. Let's aim for 10% of it. That should be reasonable, right?
"One cooking machine costs about 2,000 yuan for home use and 10,000 for commercial use. Let's say our production cost is half that. We'll have to spend at least 200 million, right?
"I reckon that 200 million will just go down the drain. We're bound to lose some money!"
Hearing Wang Yue say that, Pei Qian voiced his concern. "Then you'd better be careful. I think the TV project might lose money, but there's no telling with the cooking machines!
"Lots of people make impulse purchases. And with so many features, someone might actually buy one!"
Wang Yue didn't seem to care much. He'd already made money once, and he had enough to get by for now.
But he couldn't tell Pei Qian that. It would have made him sound like he was gloating!
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