Rebirth: Rising from the Far East

Can timber from the Far East and the Northern Dynasties be shipped over?

The Great Siberian Forest is bigger than the combined Da'an Mountains and Xiao'an Mountains!

It can be said that it can determine the balance of victory just by having it transport the wood behind it.

"However, isn't the wood from the two places Mr. Yu expensive? After all, it is imported wood." Dai Yunshan said cautiously: "And will they agree with us to cut it down? How many felling teams should we send there? How will resources be dispatched?"

Over transporting wood, there are too many problems to be solved.

But Yucheng waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about these. You don't need to send anyone there, as long as I go there. I will transport the wood directly to Suihe City through the Great Siberian Railway. You are in charge in Suihe City." Just receive it, process it, and leave the rest to me.”

Hearing Yucheng's words, although Dai Yunshan was calm on the surface, his heart was full of turmoil.

Can one person do it all?

Subconsciously, he thought of a sentence.

[One virtuous person can be a city of thousands of miles, one person can be a million soldiers]

And Yucheng is undoubtedly this kind of person.

Seeing what Yucheng said, all three of them nodded without objection.

Only Wang Wu looked thoughtful, and he had a guess in his mind about what Yucheng should do.

But if that conjecture is true, then my big brother is really too courageous.

Seeing Wang Wu looking at him, Yucheng smiled at him.

A plan to overthrow the Putian Timber Gang, the so-called sky-shaking plan, was completed in a few words between the three of them! .

Chapter 0088: Far East, your emperor is back (thanks for subscribing)

On July [-]st, Yucheng once again set foot on the land of Mao.

So much has happened in the past month.

Not to mention what happened to Yucheng.

After the Su-27 fighter jets entered the ice factory, the Xia military delegation set off for Mao in five days, planning to purchase fighter jets that could represent air power and have air supremacy.

The Maoist military strongly recommended the MiG-29 series aircraft, but the Chinese military delegation directly rejected this proposal and directly proposed to purchase the Su-27.

Now the two sides are in a stalemate.

But if nothing else, Mao will sell the Su-3000 at a price of 27 million U.S. dollars each, while our country will adopt the traditional gang-by-group approach to purchase.

Previously, in order to exchange for a Su-27, Yucheng almost took all the dogs of Hei Province.

But this time, the dogs in the three provinces of East China will suffer.

27 dog fur coats are exchanged for one Su-[-], and only [-] dogs can make a qualified dog fur coat.

You can imagine how many dogs will die.

In addition to this incident, the domestic wind direction has also voiced a brand new change.

An article was published in the National Daily, titled "Expanding and Developing the Patriotic United Front"

Most people can’t see anything in this article, but Yucheng is very clear that this is a signal from the mainland to absorb a large amount of Hong Kong Island, Bend Island and overseas capital, and the restrictions on overseas investment will be further relaxed in the future.

China will usher in another acceleration of economic take-off.

Seeing this, Yucheng knew that he had to speed up his pace in Mao country.

In July, Mao will set off a new storm.

With abundant supplies, Yucheng crossed the Heihe River, and he came to Prague Shvik.

The mighty trucks along the way stretched for several kilometers, all of which were fully loaded with goods.

The sentinel who set up the card saw the big characters of the Far East Import and Export Trading Company printed on it, and simply omitted the inspection step, and directly lifted the pole to let it go.

A newcomer who set foot on the Far East for the first time looked at this scene and wondered: "Uncle, why did those Mao soldiers check us instead of these trucks!"

The man he called Uncle patted his nephew on the head, and said in a concentrated voice: "Boy, didn't you see the sign on that truck? They all belong to the Far East Import and Export Group. In the Far East, who dares to stop their goods! "

The nephew still didn't understand: "Uncle, why don't you dare stop their goods?"

The man secretly looked left and right, and said softly to his nephew: "Do you know that in the entire Far East, every soldier who is a soldier has taken advantage of the Far East Import and Export Group."

"Every Maozi soldier has taken advantage of it?" The nephew widened his eyes and asked in horror. This information directly overturned his three views.

The military salary of the Far East Army is earned by doing business with the Far East Import and Export Group. Of course, every Maozi soldier has taken advantage of it.

"Uncle, this Far Eastern Army Import and Export Group must have been established by a big shot in Mao!"

"Big man? Chick!" The man smiled, and said to You Rongyan, "Of course he is a big man, but the big man you mentioned is from our country of Xia!"

"Xia people?" The nephew was even more horrified.

Such a huge group has been established, and it is rampant in the Far East. The convoy that no one dares to stop at a checkpoint is actually built by people from their own country.

This.......this is too appalling.

Nephew feels like his uncle is bragging.

But who knows, his uncle stared at a place fiercely.

The nephew pushed his old uncle's arm, "Uncle, what's wrong, what are you looking at?"

With a trembling accent, the man pointed to the truck driving behind him.

"Yu...Yu...City...."

"Who is Yucheng?" The nephew looked in the direction of the man's finger, and saw a truck approaching. In the passenger seat, there was a young and handsome man, holding a newspaper in his hand, serious Watching, and behind him, there was a figure that seemed to be dangling.

"He...he is...the founder of the Far East Import and Export Trading Group, our god!"

......

Yucheng was sitting in the car, although the body was shaking, it didn't affect his seriousness in reading the newspaper at all.

"Brother-in-law, what are you looking at? Can you show me?"

"Brother-in-law, we still have a few days to arrive. This car knocked me to death."

"Brother-in-law, do you miss my sister?"

"Brother-in-law, according to me, you have so many assets, wouldn't it be better to enjoy it every day in the ice city? You have to go to the Far East, which is not a shit, and suffer!"

Ignoring the noise behind him and rolling up the newspaper, Yucheng's eyes were filled with a solemnity that had never been seen before.

The current affairs of Mao country was taken from the border post when he crossed the border.

What is recorded above is the major events that are happening in Mao country these days.

The first thing to do is the convening of the Maoist Congress.

This meeting, which will last for twelve days, was originally scheduled to be held in the spring of next year.

However, due to the drastic changes in the domestic situation and the drastic changes in the control area next door, this meeting was greatly advanced.

Although the meeting has just begun, Yucheng knows the final result of the meeting.

First of all, Mao will usher in a comprehensive reform, and the economy will be fully liberalized. These policies are undoubtedly good news for outsiders like Yucheng.

But for the Mao people, it is a hidden danger and a foreshadowing of future collapse.

The second result is that Yeqin will openly announce his withdrawal from the group at this conference and form another alliance himself.

A new pattern of confrontation has formed in Mao.

In other words, Yucheng can make money and plunder as much as he wants in this chaos.

Therefore, although Yucheng's eyes were unprecedentedly dignified, there was a joy that no one noticed underneath.

Throwing the newspaper into Zhao Chuhe's arms, he said lightly, "It's all in Mao's language, can you understand it?"

"This time I will bring you out and give you three explanations."

Yucheng said solemnly: "Look more, think more, and talk less. I didn't open my mouth, so don't talk casually. Mao country is not in the country, and there may be a risk of losing your head at any time."

Of course, Yucheng was scaring Zhao Chuhe with these words.

Although Zhao Chuhe is only two years younger than him, in Yucheng's view, this kid's heart is just that of a child, and this time he came out with the spirit of playing around and not admitting defeat.

As for the reason why Yucheng brought him out, it was even simpler.

It's just for Zhang Baiqing's face, and also look at the background of the second generation.

Can you provide some help to yourself in China in the future?

After all, this kid's father has a lot of background.

As for this journey, how much he can learn and understand is his own business.

"This time you come to Mao, since you are here, the first thing is to learn the Mao dialect. This is a dictionary. You can read it and practice first. I will find a teacher for you when you have time."

Before he could finish speaking, the car had already driven into the military district in the outer suburbs of Prague Shvik.

Batches of goods are waiting to enter the reserve warehouse of the military region.

And far away, Chrissoff's voice came over.

"Hahaha, my good brother, you have finally come to our Prague Shvik again, this time I have to treat you well."

When Yucheng saw this greedy fat man, he smiled from the bottom of his heart and said, "Comrade Colonel, I miss you very much too!"

Speaking of which, Yucheng pointed to the truck behind him, and said, "This is the goods that were delivered this time. Comrade Colonel, pick a few that you like, and take whatever you like!"

Now Chrissoff is relying on undertaking some of the distribution work of the Far East Import and Export Trading Company. He is very rich, and now these small goods can't get into his eyes.

He grinned and said, "¨"Thank you Brother Yu for your kindness. I wonder how much cargo Brother Yu brought here this time?"

This is what he cares about the most.

Yucheng smiled slightly, pointed behind him and said, "There are [-] heavy trucks on this road, and this is only the first batch."

"According to the time calculation, there should be [-] fully loaded carriages coming from Vladivostok via the Trans-Siberian Railway today."

Five hundred carriages?

Krissoff opened his mouth wide, looked at Yu Cheng in surprise, and asked, "Brother Yu, do you want to do business with the higher-ups when you bring so many goods?"

Yucheng smiled faintly, and said slowly: "I have already sold the batch of planes in Tuglenev's hands, and this is only half of the deposit."

After listening, Krissoff stretched out his thumb, looked deeply at Yu Cheng, and said from his heart: "Brother Yu, this is you."

While the two were talking, the sky suddenly changed drastically, the wind blew, and the rainstorm didn't even say hello, just like a cold arrow, smashing into the land of the Far East.

Yucheng, Krissoff and his party hurriedly hid in the storage warehouse to avoid the heavy rain.

Looking at the untimely heavy rain, the two looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled helplessly.

But the things that should be moved still have to be moved, otherwise hundreds of trucks will be blocked at the gate of the military area, which is not good.

The soldiers coming and going are like rain shuttles, constantly carrying goods.

Zhao Chuhe, who was on the side, watched (well done) Yucheng chat with someone who was obviously a major figure in the Maoist military, and his heart was agitated.

Of course he recognized the fat man, the rank on his shoulders was that of a colonel.

And his father is only this military rank.

And Yucheng actually talked with people of similar status to his father, and although he didn't understand Mao's dialect, he could tell that the fat man seemed to be flattering Yucheng intentionally or unintentionally.

Someone similar to his father is trying to curry favor with Yu Cheng?

It has to be said that even though he has already raised his opinion of Yucheng enough.

But at the moment he was still shocked.

But Yucheng's eyes were not on him.

Among the soldiers passing through Zhizhi, there was an officer who was sprinting in the torrential rain, and was running towards this side in a panic.

Looking carefully, this person is the adjutant next to Chrissoff.

Chrissoff naturally also saw his adjutant.

He asked unkindly: "What happened, so flustered, what does it look like?"

"It's not good, Colonel, Mr. Yu." The adjutant looked at the two of them and said in panic, "Safety committee, people from the safety committee are here."

The Safety Committee is exactly one of the shadows creeping behind the Far East that Tuglenev introduced to Yucheng before.

Possesses the power of life and death at the helm.