Rebirth: Rising from the Far East

Because the ruble has to fall, and it must fall.

There are more than 40 banks here. Looking at the whole territory of Mao, looking at the three pro-Western Baltic countries, Ermao, Sanmao, and many franchise countries, how many of these foreign banks will there be in their territories?

What is the role of the bank?

It's a deposit, it's a loan.

For Maozi in 1990, what is the use of lending?

They themselves are not short of money, what they lack is food materials and daily necessities.

As for lending money to invest in production, please, in Maozi’s current situation, who will invest, and who will jump in seeing Mao’s collapse.

Therefore, there is only one function left for these banks, which is to absorb deposits from the people in the whole country.

But you have to pay interest for taking deposits!

Are these foreign banks all philanthropists who came to Mao to do good deeds?

is it possible?

Of course it is impossible. They foresaw the collapse of the ruble, or weaved a huge net jointly built by these foreign banks, covering the entire Mao country.

And behind this conspiracy is to cause the collapse of the Mao country and the depreciation of the ruble, so that in the future, only waste paper will be returned to the people of the Mao country.

But before the repayment, these capitalist bankers have exchanged rubles for the assets of this giant for nearly 70 years.

What they are doing now is not taking deposits, but stealing the country.

Before Yucheng was reborn, he had read many novels.

The protagonist in the novel, at most, is to make some loans to borrow rubles, and then wait for the depreciation, and then pay back the waste paper.

This is also looting.

But compared to these western capitalists, one is using the savings of all the people in Mao to hollow out the country, and the other is just buying some industries through banks.

It's really insignificant.

It seems that the banks with western capital are safer, looking at the Mao people queuing up to make deposits in these banks, Yucheng felt sad from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

Sad for this nation, sad for this country.

However, Yu Cheng didn't miss it at all.

There is a saying that goes well, the dead Big Brother is the good Big Brother.

These words are exactly the voice of Yucheng.

Without the general chaos in the Mao Kingdom, it would be impossible for Yucheng to earn the first pot of gold, and it would be impossible for Yucheng to come here for a frenzied collection of capital.

Without the subsequent collapse of Mao, many of his plans would not be implemented.

Therefore, he is just sad, but he has no sympathy or nostalgia at all.

As for these western banks?

Hey!

You can't just accept deposits and not lend out!

They are thieves who steal the country, but Yucheng, he is going to steal their money in front of their faces.

Turning around, Yu Cheng's expression was cold.

Now is not the time to end.

Just after walking a few steps, Yucheng turned his head again and looked at the Ten Kingdoms Bank standing on the street of Moske Financial Street.

A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Guys, the game has only just begun!

There are quite a few foreigners on Financial Street, and of course most of them are blond and blue-eyed foreigners.

With such an oriental appearance as Yucheng's appearance here, it is already conspicuous.

Not to mention he's been standing here for so long.

Seeing the back of Yucheng leaving, a financial elite gave his female companion next to him a look and said with a smile, "Look at that oriental man, doesn't he look like a dog?"

The female companion gave him a blank look, stroked the Samoyed in her arms and said helplessly, "Please, dogs are cute!"

As he spoke, he looked at the back of Yucheng leaving, and at his Chinese tunic suit, which was completely different from the suit and leather shoes here, rolled his eyes and said, "It doesn't look alike!"

They would not know that a year later, in the crude oil trading market, this Xia countryman they looked down upon directly turned the western crude oil market upside down, forcing the US to end the Gulf War early.

They would not know that in the round shield gold trading market, a Xia countryman intercepted a wealth of over [-] million in this feast.

What's more, he didn't know that during the financial crisis in 1997, he alone defeated the consortium led by Soros! .

Chapter 7: The Lord of War, the future military oligarch (7/10 asking for flowers, monthly tickets, evaluation tickets)

After returning to the hotel, Wang Wu was already waiting in the room.

"Brother, this is the wine price list collected today." As soon as he saw Yucheng, Wang Wu handed over a report.

"As you expected, in Moscow's wine market, vodka is the most in demand, then wine, and then beer. Some brandy, rum, whiskey, and champagne are not in great demand, but they are expensive. It's scary, it's the banquet wine used by the upper layer of the Moss shell to entertain guests."

Yucheng took the price list and glanced at it, then asked, "What range do you think is the right price range for our liquor?"

Wang Wu seemed to have expected that Yucheng would ask this question a long time ago, so he took out another report and said, "Brother, this is the purchase quotation given by various wineries, shops and private individuals when I visited. .”

“大概区间是，10卢布到20卢布一瓶，200卢布到400卢布一箱。刚刚我去仓库清点了一趟我们这次一共运来了4500箱。”

"That is to say, we can sell at least 180 million rubles this trip?"

180 million rubles, converted into Xia Guo currency, is more than 500 million.

This profit actually exceeded my previous prediction?

Yucheng was amazed again and again.

However, this also proves that the Mao country is on the verge of collapse. The more chaos here, the more likely he is to take advantage of the fire and gain greater opportunities.

Yu Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning the quotation list.

Suddenly his gaze froze, and his gaze rested on one of the names.

【Lev Tolsky, General Manager of Moscow Department Store】

Yucheng raised his head and looked at Wang Wu: "What do you think of these quotations?"

Wang Wu smiled: "Brother, it's okay for me to run errands, you just need to make up your mind about this matter."

"You, you!"

Yucheng shook his head and smiled, and stopped asking.

Wang Wu is good at everything, but his temperament is too cautious, and he will never express any opinions casually in front of him.

But Yucheng didn't care, because he already had a comprehensive plan at this time.

Beckoning, Yucheng let Wang Wu get closer, and said something in a low voice.

After listening, Wang Wu looked at Yucheng very surprised.

But he didn't ask any more questions, but turned around and left with Yucheng's mission.

And not long after he left, Wang Wen came back.

But this time he didn't come back alone, there was a Maozi behind him.

This Maozi is 1.9 meters tall, in his early 20s, with sunken eye sockets, hooked nose, slender body, suit and leather shoes, although the clothes and pants are a little wrinkled, but it doesn't hinder the sharp temperament of this foreigner at all.

Yucheng was very surprised, where did Wang Wen find such a helper.

Wang Wen seemed to have noticed Yu Cheng's eyes, and he felt complacent, and introduced happily: "How is it, big brother, the person I found is not bad, right?"

Yu Cheng didn't come to a conclusion lightly, instead he looked at him and joked, "I seem to want you to find a brewer, right? Why did you find me this talented student?"

Wang Wen rubbed his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, isn't it because I don't know Russian? Victor is the translator I found. He is proficient in English, Russian, Mandarin, and even a little bit of French and German. He is an absolute top student."

Speaking of which, he became proud again, patted Victor on the shoulder and said, "With his help, I found two winemakers who are willing to follow us to Xiaguo in just one morning."

"I don't think it's a talent, so I brought Victor to meet you, big brother!"

'Talent? '

Yucheng turned his attention to Victor in front of him.

Noticing Yucheng's gaze, Victor took a few steps forward and said in standard Mandarin, neither humble nor overbearing: "Hello, Mr. Yu, I'm Victor Bout."

Hearing this name, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yucheng's mind, but he continued calmly: "There are very few people in Mao who can speak such fluent Mandarin. Where did you graduate from? What work do you do now?"

Hearing the question, Victor smiled wryly and said, "I am currently studying at the Moscow Military Institute of Foreign Languages. I am a senior student. The job Mr. Wang gave me is my first job."

'Victor Bout, who is studying at the Military Foreign Languages ​​Institute again....That's right. '

'It really is you, Death Merchant Victor! '

During the reform and disintegration period of Mao, seven people earned huge wealth from the crisis and monopolized the economy in many fields such as finance, media, and oil in Mao. These seven people are also known as the seven oligarchs.

It is the product of the collapse of the Mao country. At its peak, the seven oligarchs controlled a full 50% of the economic lifeline of the Mao country.

But no one would have thought that besides these seven people, after the disintegration of Mao, the eighth largest oligarch was born.

This oligarch controls the lifeline of arms, sells arms and wars to black states and the Middle East.

And this person is Victor Bout.

Known by the outside world as the king of war, the merchant of death, the last remnant of Mao, and the eighth largest oligarch in the dark.

At this moment, the character that appeared in the history book appeared in front of his eyes.

And still so immature?

Yu Cheng was surprised, but also smiled.

"Are you interested in doing something for me?"

Victor was a little dazed, and said puzzledly: "I'm... just doing translation work for Mr. Wang Wen, so I should be doing something for Mr. Yu!"

"No... what I want you to do is not just translation work." Yucheng stared at Victor and said slowly: "You are a smart person, and you don't know the current situation in your country."

"And I came from Xia Kingdom, and there is a lack of locals like you in business, how about it?"

Victor was surprised. He just wanted to take a job as a translator to alleviate the survival crisis before graduation. He didn't expect to be spotted by a businessman from China.

Although he knows what his country is like now, this group of foreigners can make a lot of money no matter what they bring in when they come to their country.

And when they recruit vodka brewers, it can also be seen that this group of people has a long-term plan with direct goals.

Seeing Victor bowed his head in thought, Yu Cheng did not urge him, but Wang Wen was in a hurry.

"Victor, why are you hesitating? In your crappy school, what kind of job can you get even after you graduate? Follow my boss, and you can get a few thousand rubles a month."

Hearing this, Victor, who was still hesitating, suddenly raised his head: "A monthly salary, is it really thousands of rubles?"

At present, when the wages of workers are only three to four hundred rubles, a few thousand rubles is already an extremely high salary.

Seeing Victor's appearance, Yucheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that the future "Lord of War" and "Merchant of Death" could impress him with a few thousand rubles, so his previous rhetoric was really wasted.

However, he didn't care about it either. Talents with desires are the ones who can control them.

Thinking about it, Yucheng threw the price list in his hand into Victor's hand, and said slowly: "Now I have a batch of drinks in my hand, let's see what method I should choose to sell them to maximize the profit. "

Seeing Victor, Yucheng already had a different ambition in his heart, and now is the first test question he gave!

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(Uh, the grades are very poor, it should be that this kind of theme is flooding, and the pace of my opening and the opening of inheriting tens of millions of property, purchasing factories and so on is a bit slower. But the addition will not change, I hope everyone will vote more Be active and give the little author a little confidence).

Chapter 8: Genius-like idea, build your own brand (8/10 ask for flowers, monthly tickets, evaluation tickets)

Victor naturally understood what Yucheng meant.

He took the quotation form in his hand and looked at it one by one.

About 3 minutes later, Victor raised his head with confidence in his eyes.

"Mr. Yu, I want to ask, how much goods did you bring this trip?"

Yucheng pointed to the warehouse behind him and said directly: "The two warehouses are full, with a total of 4500 boxes of our Xiaguo liquor."

Hearing this number, even Victor, who was prepared in his heart, couldn't help but secretly startled.

However, he knew that this exam was just the beginning, so he continued to calmly say: "Then, Mr. Yu, how do you plan to maximize the benefits of this business, whether to maximize the current financial benefits, or to maximize the long-term future benefits?"