Rebirth: Rising from the Far East

But people's hearts!

People's hearts are the most unpredictable, so what he can do is not to hurt this heart.

Wang Wu bowed his head and thought for a while, then said: "Brother, we will collect the [-]% of the money, but you should save it for us. We are in the development stage now and need every sum of money. It is up to you to decide how to operate it." Alright, we'll just follow you and do things."

Wang Wen also immediately said: "Yes, yes, brother, you keep the money, and you have the final say on how to manage it."

Yu Cheng shook his head and smiled wryly: "You guys..."

But he didn't stop him anymore, because he couldn't understand the two of them, Yucheng.

Just as Yucheng shook his head and smiled wryly, Victor stepped forward and said, "Boss, I don't need to give me my share anymore. You take it, and you can decide how to manage it later."

"Huh?" Yucheng looked at Victor unexpectedly: "Are you sure?"

With firm eyes, Victor made the most important and correct decision in his life: "I'm sure!"

Looking at Victor with firm eyes, Yu Cheng nodded slightly to him.

He understands that this future king of war and merchant of death has completely surrendered!

As for whether there will be "death merchants" and "war sellers" in the future?

In Yucheng's slightly curved eye sockets, there was an unfathomable smile shining. .

Chapter 12: A bigger plan (asking for flowers, monthly tickets, evaluation tickets)

After solving the problem of profit distribution, the room became lively again.

In particular, Victor's real joining made the two brothers Wang Wen and Wang Wu more sincere to him.

Speaking now, there is no scruples.

Wang Wen looked at Yucheng and said, "Brother, Moskow's momentum is so good now, let's go back now and bring over another batch of liquor, can we sell it as an OEM?"

Hearing this, Wang Wu and Victor also brought their heads together and looked at Yucheng.

But to their surprise, Yu Cheng shook his head.

"Small."

"The layout is too small!"

Yucheng slowly said: "Although liquor is currently our most profitable business, the upper limit of this product is very low, and it is too small in terms of volume and type."

"As a short-term rising business, it can do it. As a long-term trade, it is obviously limited by various policies, and it cannot be the core of our industry in the future."

Yucheng stood up, glanced at them and said, "If it's just for a few million profits, why do we work so hard and tell Krissov about the golden river?"

Wait, a few million profits for a trip is too little?

Victor: "..."

Wang Wen: "..."

Wang Wu: "..."

They originally thought that the distance between themselves and their boss was as far as a street, but now they suddenly found that the distance from Yimohe to Xisha was so far away.

Is it really because your layout is too small?

In the end, Wang Wu tentatively asked, "So, brother, what are we going to do next?"

"go back!"

"Where?"

"Far East!"

How did this jump back to the Far East all of a sudden?

Wang Wen, Wang Wu and Victor found that they couldn't keep up with their own boss's thinking.

......

Prague Vishke.

The garrison steel tank brigade stationed in one of the largest cities in the Far East, the highest local military administrator, brigade commander Krissov is very unhappy today.

Once a huge piece of fat appeared in front of his eyes, and he let it go.

I regret it now.

What was thought to be a good benefit turned out to be just a sporadic remnant?

Not long ago, he got a message from his connections in Moscow.

The Yucheng group who passed through his territory made a lot of noise in Moscow.

A new brand of vodka appeared on the market over there, called Ice Pool Vodka.

And this brand has been sought after by citizens of the whole city in Moscow with its new and unique taste.

In just a few days, the stock of Ice Pool Vodka was sold out.

Based on the market price at that time, this batch of vodka sold for about 500 million rubles.

This number is not such a scary number in the huge wine sales market in Mao country.

But no one knows better than him.

What the hell is this vodka? It's the baijiu brewed by Xia Guotu method!

One is called Red Star Erguotou, and the other is called Hengshui Laobaigan.

Moreover, he also knew the details of these two wines.

After knowing that the goods transported by Yucheng were a batch of liquor, he sent someone to investigate on the other side.

The cost of this batch of baijiu in Xiaguo will not exceed 40 rubles.

Even with the toll and transportation fees that Yucheng Xiaojing gave him.

The total cost will not exceed 60 rubles.

But, how much money did Yucheng make this trip?

At least 400 million rubles!

And how much money did he, the highest officer of the Far East port, get from it?

One hundred thousand rubles in cash and a truckload of goods.

Add it up, probably not more than 30 rubles.

Not counting the money distributed to subordinates.

Shame, shame too!

Let the real wealth slip away in vain.

He has already made a good deal, if Yucheng and his group come back from Moscow, if they want to pass through his territory.

At that time, instead of contributing a few percent of the profits, he will directly take them all on the charge of smuggling!

Although he doesn't bother to do black and eat black, he just can't swallow this breath.

However, the boundary between Mao Country and Xia Country is not just his port.

Therefore, according to the clever personality of that Xia Guoren, he would never return from him again.

Thinking of this, Chrissoff became angry.

Wrong!

But it didn't take long for him to be aggrieved.

His bodyguard suddenly ran in hastily.

"Brigade Commander, Brigadier Commander, that...that Xia Guo man, he's back!"

"What?" Krissoff violently pushed the dancer sitting on him away, and immediately beamed with joy: "Oh, he dares to come back!"

Suddenly he came to his senses, grabbed the sleeve of his personal guard and asked viciously, "Are you sure it's the man from Xia called Yucheng?"

The personal guard said at a loss: "No... that's right, Brigadier, it's the same as half a month ago, I won't admit my mistake, they are waiting outside!"

Letting go of the guard's sleeves, Chris directly doubted his IQ.

"How could it be... He still lives with me for no reason!"

If you don't understand, just don't want to.

"Go and bring me the man."

He wanted to see what kind of tricks this Yucheng was going to play today.

Otherwise, Chrissoff wouldn't mind taking a fortune out of the wealth in his hands.

Soon, Yucheng and his party were brought in.

As soon as he saw Yucheng, Chrissoff became very angry.

"Brother Yu, did you make a lot of money this trip? If you knew that all you shipped was liquor, brother, I wouldn't let a company of soldiers escort you to Moscow!"

"Hehe." Yucheng smiled: "Colonel, you don't have to be so angry. There are golden rivers here, and you can earn these millions casually. What's more, I came here today, and you It's a big deal."

"Big business?" When it came to business, Krissoff immediately became interested. At the same time, he looked at the two guards standing aside, and angrily said, "What's the matter with you two? After working so hard, you still let him stand? Hurry up and move a chair over.”

"Yes, yes, we will go right away."

Soon a chair moved in.

Yu Cheng sat up with Chrissov on an equal footing with peace of mind.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel happy.

Think about how he was treated by Chrissoff when he first entered here a month ago, and what is his face now?

This world is really very realistic!

After Yu Cheng sat down, Krissoff couldn't wait to say: "Brother Yu, I wonder how big the big business you are talking about is?"

Compared with the 200 million share of the search for Yucheng, it is obvious that the big business that Yucheng is talking about now interests him more.

After all, when Yucheng came here once before, he pointed out a golden channel for him.

Yucheng was not in a hurry, sat on the chair, stretched out both hands, and said, "At least one billion!"

hiss!

Everyone in the room gasped when they heard this number.

One billion, whether the unit behind this is ruble or Xia Guobi, this number can be said to be very scary.

Krissoff frowned, with a vicious look on his face: "Brother Yu, are you here to make fun of me?"

Yu Cheng shook his head: "I never joke around."

"A month ago, did you think of the poor Xia Guo in front of you, whose net worth was only a few hundred thousand rubles, and now it has increased to a million?"

"A month ago, did you ever think that the Heihe river flowing next to your residence is full of gold?"

"You never thought of it, but all of this has become a reality today."

"You said that I was lying to you about the baijiu before. But why didn't you not believe it at all? I have such courage and strength to transport 90000 bottles of baijiu from Xia Guo to Moscow!"

"And now, let me tell you that I have a big business worth more than one billion rubles. You say, am I joking or serious?"

The whole audience was shocked and shocked! .

Chapter 13: Return to the Far East, a billion-ruble business

Krissoff stared at Yucheng in front of him, and slowly sat down, he said solemnly: "You are right, I am indeed the one who underestimated you."

"So, what are you going to do with this business?"

Chrissoff lit a cigar again, exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "To tell you the truth, it's not that I don't believe you, but that this figure is too appalling, one billion rubles, which is more than what I can do in this position." Handled numbers."

"Of course I know this." Yucheng nodded, and said without any concealment: "So this trip, I am not looking for you, but through you, I want to meet the real speaker of the Far East, the commander of the Far East Army. "

As soon as these words came out, not only Krissov was shocked, but even Wang Wen, Wang Wu, and even Victor, who had always been calm, were stunned.

what happened?

How could this directly talk to such a high-level figure as the commander of the Far East Army.

You must know that in the Far East, Mao has a total of 60 soldiers, three divisions, and five independent motorcycle brigades.