My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 34 Killing Three Birds with One Stone, This Smuggler Still Has to Do...

"We still have to make this trip to Moscow!"

Qin Yuan turned his gaze away from the jeans, his voice resolute.

"Huh?! We're going again?" Gangzi was both surprised and delighted.

For him, the domestic situation was too restrictive, far less exciting and unrestrained than the Far East.

Although the journey was arduous, he had been feeling restless staying at home for the past few days, and now that he could go to Moscow again, he was more excited than anyone else.

Ma Gan'er was so excited he almost jumped up: "Brother Yuan, you absolutely have to take me with you this time! I was so bored guarding the house last time!"

He patted his chest, his face showing a resolute expression that said, "I'm ready."

Qin Yuan readily nodded: "Okay! We'll all go this time!"

"Binzi, Gangzi, Magan'er, and me too!"

"Uncle Zhang will stay in Yanjing to oversee the 'sales' of the invitations and the allocation of subsequent funds!"

"Great!" Ma Gan'er rubbed his hands excitedly.

But Binzi frowned slightly as he looked at the mountain of bundles: "Brother, are we going to take all three thousand five hundred items over?"

"No matter how many of us there are, we can't carry that many! The checks at the train station are so strict, it would make us too conspicuous!"

Qin Yuan had already planned ahead, and a sly smile appeared on his lips: "Of course we can't carry that much, and there's no need for us to carry it ourselves."

"Let the people on the train help us carry it!"

"Huh? Help us carry it?" Gangzi didn't understand. "How can I help? Who would want to?"

"Give each of them one hundred yuan!" Qin Yuan held up one finger. "Just have them carry a big bag full of jeans onto the train at Yanjing Station! When we get off in Moscow, our people will take over on the platform!"

The room fell silent for a moment, then a collective gasp filled the air.

One hundred dollars!

That's almost a month's wages for an ordinary worker!
Just to bring a bag on the train?
"Is this...is this okay? Won't it be too conspicuous?"

Binzi still had some concerns. "What if someone has malicious intentions and steals our goods on the way, or switches them? We don't know anyone in Moscow, and if something happens, it will be very difficult to get them back."

Qin Yuan picked up the beautifully printed invitation on the table and tapped it lightly with his fingertips: "So, this is another function of the invitation."

"Choose your partners! Tie your interests together!"

His eyes sharpened: "We're not just entrusting goods to random passersby. We're not just selling these invitations; we're selective about who we sell them to! Who are we selling them to?"

Qin Yuan's gaze swept over the crowd: "Sell to those 'potential resellers' who are capable, intelligent, and want to establish a long-term connection with us to make money together!"

"We need to spread the word that invitations from the Far East Trading Company aren't something just anyone can buy!"

"Want to buy our invitation to make a fortune in the Soviet Union? Sure! But there's one condition!"

He raised his voice: "The person who receives the invitation must, on the day of departure, bring a 'personal package' from Yanjing onto the K3 train, directly to Moscow!"

"As for what's in the package, don't ask! When we get to the Moscow station, our people will take over."

"This is both a threshold and a touchstone!" Qin Yuan said coldly. "A hundred yuan for carrying a bag is a considerable benefit."

"Anyone who can deliver our packages safely and meticulously demonstrates their credibility and ability to handle things well. Such people are worthy of our continued cooperation, becoming our 'third-tier' or 'fourth-tier' intermediaries, wholesaling goods from us to expand into more distant markets!"

"Conversely, those who can't even handle this simple task, or who dare to have ulterior motives..."

Qin Yuan sneered, "People like this aren't qualified to get involved. The invitations are sold, so be it. It's a one-off deal. They have nothing to do with us afterward!"

“Of course, to avoid losses,” Qin Yuan continued, “we can tell them that as long as they buy our invitation letter, they become potential clients of our ‘Far East Trading Company.’ We not only guarantee they will get their visas smoothly, but once they arrive in Moscow, we can also provide accommodation information, market guidance, and even…”

"Prioritize and safely receive and store their 'luggage' brought from China!"

A glint flashed in Qin Yuan's eyes: "When the time comes, have Jianhua and the others be in charge of receiving them at the Moscow station, and collect their 'luggage' to prevent them from being robbed or harassed in the chaos of the station." "This way, we not only solve the risks of transporting our goods, but also provide them with tangible convenience and security, and we've essentially secured them onto our ship!"

"Brilliant!" Old Zhang exclaimed, slapping the table in admiration. "Xiao Yuan, how did your brain work? It's all interconnected!"

"By doing it this way, those who bought invitations will actually look out for each other on the road and be more vigilant for the safety of their goods!"

"It's like we've added several layers of insurance to our goods without even realizing it!"

"Moreover, it kills three birds with one stone: it solves the problem of transportation, allows us to screen reliable partners in advance, and raises our standards invisibly!"

He finally understood why Qin Yuan remained calm and unperturbed despite the soaring prices of invitation letters.

This is not simply reselling travel permits; it's about building a screening mechanism and a future distribution network!
Gangzi and Magan'er suddenly realized what was going on, and their eyes were filled with admiration as they looked at Qin Yuan.

Brother Yuan's brain is incredibly sharp!

Binzi was completely relieved, and an admiring look appeared on his face: "Brother, you've thought this through! That's a great idea!"

"There are about seventy bags. A few of us can carry a dozen or so ourselves. The remaining fifty or sixty bags will be distributed among the dozens of people who received invitations, one bag per person. The target is not too big."

"The bag delivery fee is only five or six thousand yuan in total. As long as one bag arrives smoothly, the money earned from the goods inside will be far more than that! It's a sure thing!"

Costs are controllable, risks are diversified, and talent can be screened.

This business deal is incredibly shrewd!
"It's settled then!" Qin Yuan made the decision. "Uncle Zhang, your most important task now is to spread the word about the invitations accurately! The price is set at..."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Eighteen thousand!"

"Only those who truly have connections, ability, and long-term plans can take it down by gritting their teeth!"

"Let's spread the word that the quantity is limited, and according to our established rules, we'll prioritize selling to those who 'understand the rules' and have 'potential'!"

"You have plenty of experience in the specific screening process, so please guide Binzi to ensure a proper screening."

Old Zhang nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, leave it to me! I guarantee I'll find you some capable and sensible people!"

“Master Liu,” Qin Yuan turned to the man from Northeast China, “you will have to make another trip to get back to Khabarovsk as soon as possible.”

Liu Changhe's expression turned serious: "Boss Qin, what are your orders?"

"I've brought you some funds for preliminary activities."

Qin Yuan gestured a number, "With this money, you have only one task: use all your connections to find a suitable food factory around Khabarovsk!"

"The scale doesn't matter, the main thing is to have legal production qualifications and be able to obtain a license!"

"Ideally, it should be a factory that is struggling financially, willing to cooperate, or that can be acquired entirely!"

Qin Yuan's eyes were piercing: "As soon as you find a suitable one and reach a preliminary agreement, send me a telegram immediately!"

"Once we've collected the money for the jeans and invitations, and the funds are in place, we'll immediately bring the money to Khabarovsk to find you and get the kvass factory fully set up!"

Local production of kvass is a goldmine with a longer-term and greater profit margin than reselling jeans; we must act quickly!

Looking at Qin Yuan's well-organized and impressively decisive arrangements, and then thinking about the "liquid gold" plan, Liu Changhe's last bit of doubt dissipated.

He could tell that the young man in front of him and the group of people around him were no ordinary people.

That boldness, that shrewdness, that daring and decisiveness—it was something he had never seen before in his life.

Working with them will definitely lead to a bright future!
"Understood! Don't worry, Mr. Qin!"

He patted his chest and said, "I, Old Liu, have spent half my life in Khabarovsk. I still have some influence! I will do my best to get this done for you!"

Although the matter was complicated, Qin Yuan had broken down each step clearly. If he still couldn't do it well, then he really must be out of his mind.

After arranging everything, Qin Yuan's gaze finally fell on Old Zhang.

(End of this chapter)