My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 20: Amazing Returns, Thirty Times the Profit

Qin Yuan's words echoed in Chen Jianhua's ears.

"General agent", "K3 line", "coordinated distribution", "resource integration", "generous profits".
All of this is just too tempting.

He seemed to see a completely different future.

No longer confined to the routine clinics and wards of hospitals, but shuttling between Moscow and Beijing, controlling a vast sales network, wielding enormous wealth, and participating in far-reaching transnational trade.

The excitement and challenge of this prospect far surpasses that of a stable medical job.

The scales in my heart swayed violently between immense temptation and my family's expectations.

Ultimately, however, the yearning for vast horizons and the desire for wealth and achievement overwhelmed the predetermined, stable, and potentially predictable life path.

Chen Jianhua suddenly raised his head, and the look in his eyes behind his glasses was no longer confused, but instead showed a do-or-die determination and burning ambition.

He took a deep breath and answered in a soft but exceptionally clear voice:

"Brother Yuan! I...I want to give it a try! I want to do business with you!"

"I won't give up my studies in medicine, but I also want to pursue this path of trade. Please give me this opportunity!"

Seeing that Chen Jianhua had made a decision, Li Xiangqian, Wang Haiyang, Zhang Wei, and the others also quickly spoke up.

"Brother Yuan, I also want to continue working for you."

"Me too."

"me too!"

"Good!" Qin Yuan's eyes shone with approval and satisfaction. He slammed his hand on the table. "I knew I hadn't misjudged you! Jianhua! From today onwards, you are our person in charge in Moscow!"

"You'll have a place on the K3 line!"

He looked at Zhang Wei and the other two, who were also deeply moved by Chen Jianhua's determination and Qin Yuan's vision:
"The same goes for you; this collaboration is just the beginning!"

"Follow Jianhua, follow me, and we will completely penetrate the campus market. This is far from the end for Mosco."

"The future belongs to those who dare to venture and fight!"

As Qin Yuan spoke, he spread a map that he had prepared beforehand on the table.

His fingers traced the railway line that traversed Eurasia with force: "The K3 line will become more and more bustling, but also more and more dangerous."

"A lone wolf, fighting alone, will eventually be eliminated, or even suffer a major setback!"

His tone was solemn, and he pointed heavily to the locations of Moscow and Yenching, saying, "Therefore, we must prepare for both possibilities and lay a solid foundation!"

"I will establish a formal 'Sino-Soviet Far East Import and Export Trading Company' here in Moscow!"

"I've already registered the shell company this afternoon. Jianhua, will you be in charge of it?"

"Me?" Chen Jianhua pointed to himself, this was far beyond his expectations.

Even if I was mentally prepared, this is still too fast.

Qin Yuan nodded and continued, "This company's goal is to get through the local channels and obtain officially recognized trading qualifications!"

"With this shell, we are legitimate businessmen, not 'middlemen'!"

"Customs clearance, large-sum settlements, and even hiring locals are all guaranteed!"

"At the same time, I will also establish a corresponding import and export company in Yanjing."

"Tell everyone that we have secured stable and high-quality supply channels!"

Nowadays, Mr. Fang from Hong Kong Island and factories in the south are his backup sources of goods!

Once we return to Yanjing, we can reopen this trade route.

Jeans, leather jackets, and even more items will be distributed through these two companies in the future!
Qin Yuan was full of confidence.

He surveyed the crowd, his eyes sharp as an eagle's: "Do you know what this means? Monopoly!"

"At least in the K3 line, in categories like jeans and leather jackets, we want to be the ones who control the source!"

"From now on, our goods will be transported to Moscow in a lawful manner via railcar and will enter the warehouses of our 'Far East Company'!"

"Then, instead of selling them one by one ourselves, we'll be wholesaling!"

"To whom?"

Qin Yuan smiled and drew several circles around Moscow on the map with his finger: "Sell to 'second-hand dealers,' 'third-hand dealers,' and even 'fourth-hand dealers'!"

"We'll just sit back and collect the money from them!"

"Brother Yuan, what do 'first fall, second fall, third fall' mean?" Chen Jianhua was a little confused.

These words and phrases are not recorded in trade textbooks.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yuan simply smiled.

Indeed, at that time, the private trade routes between China and the Soviet Union were far from being as mature as they would be in later years.

He explained in detail the ecosystem of the "scalper" chain:
"'The first one' refers to suppliers like Mr. Fang and the factories in the south, who supply us directly from the domestic source. They earn the difference between the ex-factory price and our purchase price."

"We're the 'second-tier distributors'!" Qin Yuan laughed. "We control the distribution channels, buying in bulk from the 'first-tier distributors' and then reselling to downstream customers at a markup. We make our profit from wholesale! We're the core of the chain!"

"As for the 'three resellers,' they are simply those who take goods from us, mark up the price, and resell them to smaller distributors, or organize their own people to set up stalls." "They earn their money through layers of markups and the hard work of retail, but they also face the greatest risks!"

"However, sometimes there is a 'last fall' – those individual vendors who get up early and work late, standing in the cold wind at the market."

"They directly deal with Russian customers, resulting in the thinnest profit margins and the highest risks; many end up with unsold inventory!"

"At present, there is no stable and efficient trade and sales network between the Soviet Union and China."

Qin Yuan's voice was calm.

In his plan, Mr. Fong on Hong Kong Island and the stick-like figure who stabilized the factory in the south were their "fall".

And it itself is the "second insulator" that revitalizes the entire chain!
It is the core hub that keeps the entire chain running!

He pointed forcefully at Moscow and Yanjing on the map: "Therefore, in order to expand the scale and control the overall situation, it is imperative to establish these two officially backed import and export trading companies!"

"Without this shell, we'll always be small-scale operations, never growing big or going far!"

I was stunned!
Completely stunned.

Not only Chen Jianhua, but also Li Xiangqian, Zhang Wei, Wang Haiyang and the others were all speechless as they listened to Qin Yuan's intricate and grand plan.

They originally thought Qin Yuan was just dabbling in things, and that at most he would just start a company.

But now?

It was about pioneering a trade route between China and the Soviet Union.
How could this not surprise them?

This is especially true for Chen Jianhua.

He originally thought that becoming a "general agent" was a huge opportunity, but he never expected that Qin Yuan's blueprint was the top-level design and control of the entire trade chain!
Want to open a company in Moscow? To become a wholesaler and dealer?
This burden... he couldn't help but feel dizzy and hesitant.

Can a student like myself really shoulder the heavy responsibility of overseeing a region and running a company in Moscow?
Qin Yuan seemed to see right through him, his gaze fixed intently on his face: "Jianhua, are you scared? Do you feel the burden is too heavy?"

Chen Jianhua blushed slightly when his secret was exposed.

"Learn by doing!" Qin Yuan said firmly. "Things are accomplished through action, not just thought. Are you going to give up before you even start?"

"Then why don't you go back and get your scalpel now!"

"If you don't even have this much courage and determination, let me tell you, you can't even hold a scalpel properly! The operating table is ever-changing, and it tests your decisiveness and responsibility even more than the business world!"

These words struck Chen Jianhua like a heavy hammer blow.

He recalled how he had charged into battle and engaged in heated debates with Russian students and teachers on campus these past two days, and that surge of passion and drive welled up within him once more.

Yeah, what's there to be afraid of? Just do it!

He straightened up abruptly, his eyes regaining their resolve: "Brother Yuan! I understand! I'll take this responsibility! I will definitely establish this company in Moscow and expand its operations! I will never let you down!"

"Good! That's the spirit I'm looking for!" Qin Yuan nodded approvingly.

Just then, the hotel door was pushed open, and Binzi and Gangzi, still carrying the chill of the night and the lingering echoes of the bustling market, finally returned.

The two looked tired, but more than that, they were relieved and excited to have completed their mission.

"Brother Yuan, you're back. We've sold the last two bags!" Gangzi's voice boomed. "The last few pairs of pants were even sold with the help of Brother Vasily!"

"Great! You've all worked hard!" Qin Yuan smiled. "Perfect, everyone's here, let's settle the bill!"

Under the dim yellow light, the hotel room was transformed into a temporary finance office.

Chen Jianhua and his three companions piled several thick stacks of rubles on the table, representing the proceeds from their sales that day.

Binzi and Gangzi also handed over the payment for the last two packages of goods in the Cheka market.

Qin Yuan, Chen Jianhua, and the others worked together to begin the final cleanup.

Revenue and costs are both things that are visible to the naked eye.

But when you add it all up, it becomes quite exaggerated.

Ten large packages, after deducting costs.

Calculate each item clearly, one by one.

The final result was an astonishing number.

68625 rubles.

After deducting the commissions of Chen Jianhua and the other three, as well as the bribe money given to Natasha's father, the amount was 66962.5 rubles.

If all of this money were converted into RMB, it would amount to 328117 RMB.

What are their initial costs?
It's only around ten thousand.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

All that could be heard was the heavy, suppressed breathing of the crowd.

More than 300,000 RMB!
Thirty times the profit return!

In an era when even "ten-thousand-yuan households" are extremely rare, this is undoubtedly an astronomical figure!
Everyone's eyes were red!
All the hard work of the past few days has now turned into sweetness.

This isn't doing business, this is fucking robbery!
If I had known speculation was so profitable, I would have done it sooner!

(End of this chapter)