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Chapter 120: The frozen soil of the Far East? (Subscription required)

Fishermen who go out to sea are more or less a little superstitious.

Fishermen in areas like Zhejiang and Fujian mostly like to wear gold jewelry to ward off evil spirits.

Especially on the unpredictable sea, many things cannot be explained clearly, and beliefs like Mazu have become the spiritual sustenance of many people.

If you encounter something wrong, say silently in your heart: "May the Bodhisattva bless you! May Mazu bless you! May God bless you!" Then you will be fine if you hurry back to the port and go ashore.

Because this is a psychological suggestion and a warning from God.

It would be okay if a fishing line broke, but it is normal for a big fish to struggle.

But more than a dozen fishing lines broke in one go, and there was no good reason to explain it except that they hit something dirty.

So Zheng Bocheng and a few others who were still fishing suddenly saw the old fishing boat next door that came to steal the fish make a commotion, start its engine, and then head towards Xiwan Pier without looking back.

"What's going on?"

"You just fished twice, and you're going back now?"

"Maybe there's an emergency at home!"

The best friends were confused for a while.

I had been thinking of gritting my teeth and competing with the other side for fish in this area of ​​water.

Who would have thought that before we could even make any effort, that group of annoying professional fishermen would run away on their own.

"It is better to have unclean eyes!"

"Don't pay attention to these outsiders, let's just have fun by ourselves." Chen Jue smiled slightly.

With a super bodyguard like Iron Golem with a [Sailor] skin, he can sneak into the sea and do damage at close range, which is more terrifying than a professional frogman. It's like a piece of cake for him to blow up a few professional fishing rods.

……

Tie Shiqi quietly dived into the sea and swam back from under the cabin without anyone noticing.

Because the fishing boat was large enough and the engine room was hidden well inside the cabin, no one noticed anything was wrong when it came back all wet.

Of course, without the disturbance from outsiders, Chen Jue continued to have fun happily with his best friends.

We fished from around 9 o'clock in the evening to the early morning, and the catches included a wide variety of fish, including hairtail, rice fish, small yellow croaker, etc.

There happened to be a simple small kitchen on the boat, and the female companions brought by Zheng Bocheng and his companions were responsible for taking the catch into the kitchen to grill and cook seafood porridge.

After eating a bowl of Chaoshan midnight porridge, the men who were busy fishing said it was so satisfying.

If the person taking care of the children can't bear it anymore, they will go to the room with the made bed and lie down to sleep.

The large yacht is more than 30 meters long and has several family-style rooms, which are enough for close friends to share with their families.

We had so much fun like this until 5 o'clock the next morning, when a red sun rose above the sea level.

Chen Jue was standing on the deck, yawning. After admiring the magnificent sunrise, he felt so sleepy that he found a sofa chair and fell asleep.

The rest of the matters of watching over the ship and looking after everyone were left to the iron golems on the ship, and he didn't have to worry about it.

Having been lying dead in Chen Village for nearly two years, opportunities like this for gatherings and all-night entertainment are rare, so Chen Jue really enjoyed himself this time.

So I slept from morning till mid-afternoon, listening to the sound of the ocean waves and feeling the refreshing sea breeze.

You should relax like this when you make money. Otherwise, if you are busy with your career every day, even the motivation and passion will be worn out.

……

Just as Chen Jue was partying at sea, an old businessman far away in Zarubino Port in Hassan District was looking at the open-air warehouse for rent in front of him with shining eyes.

The Port of Zarubino is one of the few natural ports in the Far East that can accommodate giant ships of 10,000 tons.

The most important thing is that this place is only frozen for 4 months every year!

You know, the main reason why Russia's Far East was difficult to develop in the past was not only because of its vast land and sparse population, but also because of its own climatic conditions.

There is ice and snow for more than half a year throughout the year, and the lowest temperature can drop to minus 62 degrees Celsius.

In addition to being a local, being willing to live in such a place requires a lot of courage to face the extreme cold.

Of course, the reason why the old businessman, who has an IQ of over 200 and countless minds, chose the warehouse in Zarubino Port is that the ice layer on the sea surface is thinner after the winter, and with the refurbished and renovated Iron Man bulk carrier to break the ice, it can come and go unimpeded and be used as an ice-free port.

Compared to the small port introduced by Alexi before, this place is more suitable to be used as the source of soybean production for MC.

Moreover, the port of Zarubino has a special geographical location. It can go upstream along the Tumen River estuary to various parts of the Far East to cooperate with the export of timber from the Sova lumberyard.

Buying this place is like using one warehouse for dual purposes.

In the eyes of the calculating MC [profiteer], such a place that can solve the problem once and for all must be taken down 100%.

"Davri! The annual rent for this 2 square meter open-air warehouse cannot be less than 2 million rubles (about 1576 RMB)!"

"The place you're interested in is too big. It almost takes up half of our open-air warehouses in the port of Zarubino. If you don't pay enough, I won't be able to bribe the big shots above." Alexei followed happily and introduced.

He was originally a Russian gangster from Chunhui City, and he set up a small store under the name of Far East export trade to make a living.

Who would have thought that after accidentally getting in touch with Red Star Trading that day, he would suddenly become a big name in the customs industry in Hassan District.

As shipload after shipload of 10,000-ton soybeans arrived at the port for "branding", the commissions Alexey earned from the old merchants had exceeded more than 8 million RMB.

In addition to giving most of the money to those bigwigs, Alexei also established a foothold in both Hassan District and Chunhui City in just a few months.

He bought houses in two places, and accidentally made a girlfriend who worked in customs with a supermodel figure while doing business. His life was so comfortable and carefree.

According to the information revealed by the other party, it is said that an oligarch in the Hassan district intends to promote him as his father-in-law and hand over the negotiations for the operating rights of the Zarubino Port to Alexei.

But Alexei knew that he could have achieved his current success thanks to the big-nosed financial sponsor from China!
Look, even the car he drives is a domestically produced Hongqi E-HS9, the purpose of which is to make this financial sponsor feel more comfortable and feel at home.

"I can only give you 1.5 million rubles at most. If it's more, I'll exchange it to Posyet Port. It's also a deep-water, ice-free port. It's in your Hassan District anyway, so you can't run away."

"Dawali, you have to know that I need to invest in renovating this open-air warehouse after I buy it!"

"It will cost money! In the future, when my lease expires, the father-in-law behind you can get the high-quality assets for free." The old businessman shook his head and began to reveal his nature as a profiteer, pointing at the open-air warehouse.

"1.5 million rubles?"

"Okay! Then I'll communicate with Eva's father."

Alexei had no idea how much investment was required in infrastructure, he only cared about the price.

So he took out his phone, dialed the number, and briefly explained the situation.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Alexei's father-in-law Andrei arrived at the scene in a retro-style Volga sedan, followed by several black business cars.

"Hello, Davari! Welcome to invest in Zarubino Port!" Andre first got out of the car and shook hands with the old businessman, acting like a big boss. Then he waved his hand and asked the bodyguards and secretaries to disperse and surround the few people.

Andrei then questioned with a look of disbelief: "Davri! I heard from Alexei that after you, Red Star Trading, bought this place, you plan to rebuild a warehouse on this basis?"

"Yes, Mr. Andre." The old businessman started to exchange pleasantries with the other party in pure and authentic rap Russian.

"Before the construction, did you, Red Star Trade, send someone to learn about the soil conditions here?"

"This is the frozen land of the Far East!"

"If it was so easy to develop, we wouldn't have built only two bonded warehouses and freezers for the entire port! How can you, Red Star Trading, solve the problem of frozen soil here?" Andre said, pointing to the bustling dock scene in the distance.

The geographical location of Zarubino Port is very excellent. It connects to the country in the west, to Shuangbang in the south, and to the Japanese autumn and Niigata more than 400 nautical miles to the east.

The annual throughput exceeds 10 million tons.

Although it cannot compare with those super ports in China that cost over 100 million yuan, it is still one of the best in the Far East.

Due to the huge demand for throughput, three warehouses with roofs were built. It seems that two or three kittens are not enough!

The current situation where warehouses are hard to find is not because the port’s investors do not want to build them, but because the frozen soil underfoot is as hard as steel!
Building one comprehensive warehouse here is more difficult than building 1 warehouses in China.

This is why Andre went to the scene in person.

Because he wanted to hear what kind of magical technical skills this friend from China had that made him dare to boast about turning this 2-square-meter open-air warehouse into a comprehensive warehouse.

Who would have thought that when faced with the question raised by the local oligarch, the old businessman immediately revealed a mysterious and cunning smile: "Mr. Andre, as long as you agree to the annual rent of 1.3 million rubles, I will build the warehouse you want within three days!"

"If you don't believe me, we can sign a bet agreement. If the warehouse can't be repaired, you can unconditionally take back the contract and use rights of the warehouse."

When Andrei heard that the other party had quietly cut down another 2000 million rubles, he did not get angry, but laughed out loud: "Interesting! Then I will play a round with you!"

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