Great Power Army Reclamation

Yang Geyong was awakened by Ayijiang's cry. The little girl was woken up by suffocation in the morning. After urinating, she wanted to hang out in her father's bed for a while. This was also her habit, but she suddenly found that she couldn't get along because there was an extra person on the bed.

She thought her father didn't want her anymore, so she burst into tears. When Yang Geyong opened his eyes, he noticed something strange inside the bed. He quickly pushed Xuelian awake and told her to go back to sleep.

Xuelian still wanted to act coquettishly, but found that Yang Geyong's eyes were cold. Where do you dare to write ink? He just put on his clothes and went back to his room.

He put Ayi Jiang on the bed and coaxed him for a long time. The little girl lay in her father's arms and fell asleep again.

By this time, Yueji had already gotten up to milk the cows and make milk tea. She had already learned these things in the village. The most important thing for Kazakhs to have a daughter-in-law is diligence.

The whole family got up to help her clean up yesterday's messy cups and plates, and it took a long time to clean it up. Yang Geyong gave them three days of leave, but Yue Ji didn't want to take a break, so she told Jiang Bul and went to the company.

Jiang Buer was stunned for a while before he realized that he was marrying a Han girl. Their salary is higher than mine, so it's impossible for them to serve the whole family all day long. I had no choice but to shake my head, eat something and go to the company.

Today Sokolov came to buy goods again, bringing his plastic pellets to exchange. This guy has already tasted the benefits. Currently, his products have basically no sales in China.

But when you transport it here, you can exchange it for flour and various daily necessities. Shipping these things back will not only ensure the workers' basic living, but he can also make some money. More useful than the ruble.

Therefore, he has to come in person every time, because no one understands the needs of Moscow better than him. In this way, Sokolov changed from the director of a state-owned factory to a professional businessman.

Seeing Yang Geyong, Sokolov ran over from afar with open arms: "Yang, my friend. I haven't seen you for a long time. Should you convert the money you spent to entertain me into goods for me?"

Yang Geyong curled his lips in disdain, why is this guy so shameless? But it was not easy for him to argue with him, after all, he had entertained him.

"Brother, someone is robbing us of scrap metal." Xuelian hurried back from the market, looking anxious.

Yang Geyong was stunned. Who would compete with him for scrap metal? He had a place to process it, so why would he take it back? Is it also processing?

Yang Geyong didn't bother to chat with Sokolov anymore and drove to the market with Xuelian in his car. When we arrived at the market entrance, we saw several trucks parked outside, and Vasili was directing people to load the trucks.

Seeing Yang Geyong, Vasily looked away, not daring to look at him. This guy's fighting power is too strong, I can't beat him!

Yang Geyong did not ask him to accuse him. He could not interfere with market behavior. Now everyone in the market knows that Yang Geyong collects scrap iron and plastic. So this has become one of the most prosperous trading goods on the market. After all, these things don’t cost money, you can just pick them up yourself.

The scrap metal they brought was basically placed directly on Yang Geyong's stall, and a truck would come to pull it away. Yang Geyong walked to his stall and saw that there was no iron at all. It's all plastic. But another stall not far away was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

There were constant voices coming from the stall, shouting in Russian: "Exchange scrap metal for supplies. The price is high and the quality is good. If it's too late, it will be gone!"

Yang Geyong squeezed in and saw three people he didn't know inside, all Russians. But even if he didn't know him, he knew that he belonged to Lao Wang.

"The RMB over here is only ten cents per catty. If you want to exchange something, hurry up. If it's too late, it won't be available!"

Yang Geyong stood outside the crowd and shouted, "If you do the first grade of junior high school, I will do the fifteenth grade." I don't believe you can be better than me in a price war.

Sure enough, this voice immediately took effect. Businessmen seek profit. Especially in this kind of cross-border trade, people who don’t even have feelings will give things to whomever offers the highest price.

This time everyone returned to Yang Geyong's stall. These retail investors don't have much stuff, and people there are lazy, so just pick up some and transport them over to exchange for some daily necessities. If this happened in China, it would definitely spread to a nationwide behavior within a week. Even the sewer cover will be removed for you and bring down the market.

In fact, Yang Geyong is not angry just because he is hot-headed. It's because the price of steel in the current market is getting higher and higher. The current price of steel ingots has reached 2,000 tons.

In fact, the loss of scrap iron smelting is not large, because the infrastructure and blast furnace are relatively good, and there are purification procedures. So there will be some losses. If it were those earth furnaces, there would be basically no loss.

Since the price of finished products is high, it is also appropriate to increase the price of raw materials. After all, almost all the scrap iron nearby has been picked up, and now people from neighboring countries have to go farther to pick up these. Driving an ox cart or driving a truck will definitely cost more.

Seeing the person return to his stall, Yang Geyong nodded with satisfaction. He had to tell Akkerei about this, after all, he was still his largest supplier. The price given to him will also have to go up.

When Yang Geyong walked out of the market, Lao Wang stared at him with a melancholy expression. The feud between the two people lasted for more than a day or two, and Yang Geyong didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Aren't you afraid of losing profits by raising the price like this?" He was too lazy to talk to Lao Wang, but he didn't expect that Lao Wang would question him instead.

Yang Geyong smiled slightly: "Fuck you, you can raise the price, why can't I? If you have the ability, continue to raise the price and see who of us can afford it?"

Yang Geyong is really not talking big. Steel ingots are 2,010 tons, and scrap iron is only 210 tons when it reaches 10 cents. How could he not dare to raise the price with such a difference?

Moreover, the infrastructure company has its own power station, which is also a hydropower station. This power station is almost cost-free. Who is afraid of a price war?

"You..., don't regret it!" Lao Wang gritted his teeth and said, turned around and left.

Yang Geyong shouted from behind: "If you have the ability, just do it. Just knowing the threat is useless."

Back at the company, since the price increase had been decided, Yang Geyong decided to go to Akkerei's place. The appearance of Lao Wang this time sounded the alarm for him.

There is currently a serious shortage of steel in the country. If Lao Wang appears today, there will naturally be Lao Zhang and Lao Li in the future. If you want to monopolize this industry, the most important factor is price.

Therefore, this time, we need to go over and have a good talk with Akkerei and comfort him. After all, Akkerei is the largest scrap iron supplier in Kazakhstan.

Although Akkelei was supported by himself, he was not his slave after all. It is impossible for customers with high prices not to sell, so you must sell to yourself at low prices.

But how should I say that this is a skill? You can't say that I will always give you the highest price. If there is someone higher than me, just tell me, right? In that case, no matter how honest Akkerei is, he will still lie about military information and blackmail him several times.