"I have to set a small goal, such as making him 100 million first..."

Hearing the young master's serious nonsense, Antonio, who is in his 60s, also felt very happy: The young master has finally grown up, he is not the naughty child who made the family messy when he was a child.

"100 million is probably not enough. I need at least 10 companies." Contini didn't notice the distracted old housekeeper, and counted it on his own. "2 aviation companies - one aircraft, one civil aviation, one radio, and one radio. Radio companies are going to work together. Steel cannot be missing. The more aluminum, the better. Oil needs to be found. The newspapers need to be regularized. Vehicles, medicine, shipbuilding... By the way, there is electricity! Forget light industry, let others make money.

However, civil electrical and civil chemicals cannot be used! These are all businesses that have a lot of money. With money, you have to build a bank, a trust, and by the way, Rome, Milan's commercial center will also be repaired, supermarkets will be built, seaside villa areas will be expanded, and the fashion color of the Ziano family will be left behind... By the way, you have to mess with film companies, raise a group of female stars, and hold a film festival, which is quite pleasing to the eye... Hey, there are more than 20 companies at this moment, it's really a headache..."

Antonio looked at Venus. Is this the idea of ​​the 19-year-old young master? This is the idea of ​​the Minister of Industry and Commerce considering the national industrial layout! The Master was holding the Ministry of Transportation, and the two assistants of the Ministry of Aviation were not saying it, but now he is eyeing the Ministry of Industry and Commerce again? He wanted to remind young people to be down-to-earth, but later he felt that it was too reliant on their old age and could make more than 10 million US dollars. This is the only one in Italy. You must not pour cold water on it, so he subconsciously added: "First start with small projects, simple projects, let's come one by one. If there is really potential, the master will come forward to coordinate the loan."

"The loan is not needed for the time being, but there is indeed a project to start. Please help me acquire 1-2 motorcycle companies..."

"Motorcycle? Are you interested in a motorcycle?" Antonio was very surprised. "Didn't you just say you were optimistic about cars?"

"The car is also optimistic, but I can't play with the car now, and I don't want to have a conflict with Fiat. It doesn't matter if motorcycles are there. There is no motorcycle giant in China, right?"

When Contini traveled through time, the Italian automobile industry could only be considered to be second-rate and lower-level, relying on Fiat to support it. Compared with Volkswagen, Mercedes-Benz and BMW, the motorcycle industry is much weaker in Europe. It has two giants, Biagio and Ducati. Motoroguz and Benali are also famous. However, Biagio is still taking off aircraft and Ducati has not yet been established. Although Motoroguz and Benali have been established, it is better to say that it is a slightly larger workshop than a modern factory. The two companies have no No. 100 people together, and the output is only 1,000 in a year.

"No, but there are too many motorcycle companies. Which one do you like?" Antonio asked with a frown, "I know the young master likes motorcycles. You don't want to set up a factory to build motorcycles for you, right?"

"No, isn't that a silence? Your Minister of Transportation did not break my leg when he knew it?" Contini shook his head, "I mean serious. Motoguz and Benali have all taken over. I want to absolutely control the shares. There are no fewer people inside. Of course, the price should be more generous to others. We must pay attention to our image."

"Give me 3 days, I'll do it."

What should I do? Contini was too lazy to ask a question. It was not easy for the Minister of Transportation to say hello to two workshops? As long as my mind was not in the water, I knew the benefits of the motorcycle industry and the Ministry of Transportation’s relationship - it was soaring!

"Since I acquired and controlled the shares, I don't need the original name. It's called Apennines United Motorcycle... Brand..." Contini tilted his head and thought, "The civilian product series is called Fast and Furious! Military products are called Joint Power!"

"The name is pretty good. Do you have a specific business plan? If you acquire others, you always have to give these original engineers some room for imagination, otherwise they may be at a loss."

"First, Italy does not have motorcycle giants yet, this is our growth space; second, motorcycles are cheaper than cars, more in line with Italy's economic situation, and there is an opportunity for outbreak and promotion in the short term; third, Italy's overall terrain, especially northern Italy, is mainly mountainous and hilly areas, and motorcycles are more passive and adaptable than cars; fourth, I am sure to include motorcycles in the military and police, and the postal formal equipment will soon see the benefits!"

Antonio nodded. These words were simple enough, but they were also very straightforward and clear. It was not that the rhetoric was written in a scattered manner, and that was the only way to hit the pain points and find the right needs.

"In addition, I will also poach some people from BMW and join this new company together."

"Young master, aren't you? You just had to poach people after visiting BMW. What did the Germans on the other side think?" Antonio was shocked.

"Whatever they think, I won't poach their chief designer anyway. Besides, I will pay these engineers twice the salary, and they all promised to go through the resignation procedures as soon as possible. Why can't I ask for it? For just a few motorcycle engineers, does BMW dare to turn against the Italian Minister of Transportation? Do you still want to cooperate in the future? By the way, BMW still wants to cooperate in the field of aircraft. This young master is the future assistant minister of the Ministry of Aviation, and the teacher is the Minister of Aviation. He has no sincerity. How can he cooperate?"

Contini said domineeringly: "Besides, I'm not treating BMW badly. Didn't I pay the technology licensing transfer fee of US$100,000 for each of the technology produced by them (not yet launched or even not yet exhibited). I promised to pay an additional 20,000 mark of technology fee for each unit produced by this technology in the next 10 years?"

Antonio nodded, but remembered that there was another one in the contract terms: If Contini could pay 1 billion marks in one lump sum within two years (equivalent to the usage fee of 50,000 vehicles, BMW believes that it would be almost the same to produce 50,000 vehicles in 10 years), he could buy out the subsequent technology usage fee at one time. Contini dug a big hole for BMW here: Not to mention 1 billion, even 1 trillion mark, it would be only 1 dollar in one year. Except for the first $100,000, BMW is destined to not get any other money.

Antonio laughed: "Young Master, it's really unlucky for the Germans to meet you..."

"Don't, Germans and I are friends. I really want to cooperate with German companies. They are willing and even rush to sign me, and I am still afraid that I will regret it. Do you believe it or not? Now I have to pay 2 times the salary of these German engineers to attract them. Once the German crisis breaks out, let alone 2 times, they will rush to come to me if they can give them a job opportunity!"

After getting the motorcycle done, Contini somehow remembered his old friend and colleague Hoffman before traveling through time. This old friend often played motorcycles with him before he disappeared. The difference is that Hoffman only drove a BMW seatpole at most for retro motorcycles. Unlike Contini, he often drove a Piaggio motorcycle with a speed of more than 200 kilometers and was very passionate. But Hoffman was still unforgivable and said that there was no classic product in Italy - flashy!
Chapter completed!