"Yes, three hundred million. That’s a conservative estimate, just for the first two years when the market hasn’t been fully penetrated yet."
Upon hearing this, the old man’s breathing became somewhat hurried.
Three hundred million, how much would the net profit be?
The strawberries were all produced and sold in-house, so the cost must be very low!
Subtracting the production fees, there should be a net profit margin of around thirty percent, right?
A net profit of about one billion, and thirty percent of one billion is my commission, isn’t that over thirty million?
And that’s just for the first two years!
Starting from the third year, once the market is opened up and the brand is recognized, what kind of sales volume can be expected, and how much commission will I earn every year?
The elderly gentleman slowly turned his head, looking at Little Taotie, who appeared completely clueless.
On weekends, he would go to some wealthy families to provide private tutoring, teaching calligraphy to their children. He overheard a conversation where the man of the house said Little Taotie was a Little God of Wealth, that anything she endorsed would sell out.
At the time, he took it as a joke and didn’t really believe it, but now...
He stared at Little Taotie for a good while, now in his eyes she shimmered like a person-shaped gold ingot.
Isn’t she just a Little God of Wealth?
There’s no need for her endorsement; just her liking the strawberry freeze-dried snacks he made would bring him an annual fortune of over ten million.
In truth, he had no children, and there was only so much use he had for all that money, but he remembered the words whispered behind his back when he retired and returned to his country, at the Michelin restaurant where he used to work: "Does Hua Country have any gourmet food? Tsk, there aren’t many Michelin restaurants there, are there?"
With an annual share of tens of millions, he might be able to open a restaurant... even better than his old employer’s! He wanted to show those people the charm of Hua Country’s cuisine, to let them experience the temptations of a culinary tradition spanning over five thousand years!
The passion that had gradually cooled within him suddenly flared up hot and fierce!
"Little Taotie, I’m going to open a restaurant!" the old man suddenly exclaimed loudly.
Little Taotie looked at him with eager eyes, "Can I... come to eat there?"
The old man laughed heartily, the deep frown lines between his brows seeming to smooth out, "Eat as much as you like! The restaurant I open will be your restaurant!"
He had been a lifelong bachelor, childless, and if the restaurant really made a name for itself, there would be no one to inherit it.
Rather, it would be better to give it to this Little God of Wealth who brought him fortune!
"Teacher, I want to eat as much strawberry freeze-dried as I can!"
"Alright! Eat as much as you can!"
Cheng Guodong, listening to the conversation between the old man and the child, hesitated to speak, sighing in his heart: Eat as much as you can? Teacher, you might regret it.
Where does Taotie’s stomach ever know satiety?
The Special Department’s car was already waiting outside the villa early in the morning.
Little Taotie carried a backpack filled with delicious treats her teacher had given her, which he said were all handmade snacks he had personally made.
Her teacher had finalized a collaboration with her brother and got to know her family, and he would always come by to bring delicious treats.
The teacher and Grandpa Fensi hit it off right away, often spending time together playing chess.
Little Taotie got into the car and noticed that today’s driver wasn’t the captain, and asked with curiosity, "Sister Xiangxiang, where’s the captain?"
"There’s a tricky case in another city; he’s been out of town for several days now."
"So what are we going to do today?"
"There aren’t any cases. I’ll take you to review some past cases for experience—a kind of one-time teaching session for you."
Little Taotie took out a pack of strawberry freeze-dried, smiling gleefully, "Sister Xiangxiang, this is for you to eat."
Seeing that it was strawberry freeze-dried, Sister Xiang sighed and shook her head, "It’s too high in calories, I’m on a diet and can’t eat that."