My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 146 New ways of cooperation
Yaroslavl Railway Station.

The crowd was surging.

The K3 international train brought a large number of traders and a large amount of supplies.

The local Moscow authorities, sensing the danger, sprang into action.

But what was even more astonishing was the massive amount of supplies transported by more than two hundred trains jointly dispatched by China and the Soviet Union.

The news that eight hundred wagons of supplies had been exchanged for seven aircraft from Kuibyshev spread like wildfire.

Everyone now knows that the two hundred truckloads of supplies currently parked in Moscow are just the beginning.

Three hundred more trucks will arrive, and even more supplies will be transported from China to the Soviet Union.

This was a problem for the Soviet Union, where products were scarce and prices were rising.

For the Soviets, who had money in their pockets but couldn't spend it, this was undoubtedly a welcome relief after a long drought.

The people in the Industry Bureau and the Trade Bureau were also alarmed.

People from the Civil Aviation Administration swarmed over immediately, like sharks smelling blood!

Semyon Mikhalovich, the section chief of the Civil Aviation Administration, had an unprecedentedly enthusiastic smile on his face, like a blooming sunflower, as he pushed through the crowd and strode quickly toward the composed figure in the center of the platform.

"Mr. Qin! Mr. Qin!" His voice preceded his arrival, and he reached out his hand from afar.

However, as soon as he approached, Andrei and Markov, like two iron towers, took a step to the side with expressionless faces, blocking him a meter away from Qin Yuan.

“Mr. Qin, this…” Xie Miao’s smile froze, and his outstretched hand hung awkwardly in mid-air.

Qin Yuan slightly raised his hand, gesturing for Andrei and the others to step back, and said with a faint smile, "Section Chief Xie Miao, what brings you here today?"

He reached out his hand, shook hands with Xie Miao lightly, and then let go.

Xie Miao immediately seized the opportunity, his face breaking into a smile again, and exclaimed with exaggerated praise, "Mr. Qin! Your efficiency is simply divine!"

"The contract was signed just last month, and the first batch of two hundred wagons arrived this month, even in this freezing winter. You've really saved us from a dire situation!"

His use of the phrase "urgent need" was quite meaningful, but Qin Yuan didn't bother to delve into it. He simply said, "This is what we should do. It took us a lot of effort to gather these supplies. Fortunately, China's production capacity is now enormous, which is why we were able to send these two hundred truckloads of supplies in such a short time."

"That's enough, that's enough," Xie Miao said with a smile. "Two hundred truckloads of supplies are enough for the first batch."

"However, Mr. Qin, you don't need to ship it to Kuibyshev. Our Civil Aviation Administration will take this first batch, which will save you the time of transshipment."

The true intentions have been revealed; they're here to intercept supplies!

Qin Yuan frowned and looked at him: "Section Chief Xie Miao, the person who signed the contract with me was Director Tupolev, and the person who gave me the plane was also Director Tupolev."

"I must personally deliver this batch of supplies to Kuibyshev and hand them over to Director Tupolev; this is a matter of contractual obligation."

"As for the supplies you need... you can go to Director Kuibyshev and Director Tupolev to discuss it yourself."

Qin Yuan greatly admired Tupolev, a pure patriot, and to the best of his ability, he would send all the supplies stipulated in the contract to Kuibyshev.

However, as for the subsequent petty squabbles and how the resources were distributed, that was none of his concern.

Xie Miao's face stiffened, and she still wanted to plead: "Mr. Qin, what do you think..."

Just then, the crowd stirred again.

Ivan led his group of people over quickly.

The leader, a man of short stature with a slightly balding head, wore a well-tailored black suit. His face was stern, and his eyes were fierce and indifferent. It was none other than Berezovsky!

When Semyon saw Berezovsky, his pupils contracted slightly!
In a department that doesn't offer much in terms of lucrative opportunities, Xie Miao's remarkable success is undoubtedly due to her extensive network of connections and ability to navigate various situations.

He had heard of this "used car king" on the Soviet ground.

But what he remembers most vividly is the bombing that happened in Moscow a while ago.

The main character in this incident is the person right in front of us.

Didn't you say you were too scared to come out?
What's going on now?

But when he looked back, he saw Qin Yuan and Berezovsky staring at each other.

Their eyes met, and they sized each other up.

Berezovsky looked on in astonishment. Only now did he realize that the Chinese man who had shaken all of Moscow was so young. His gaze held a hint of scrutiny and inquiry.

The young man before me, dressed in an ordinary dark coat, stood by the platform where the wind was howling, yet he possessed a composure beyond his years and... a calm that made me feel somewhat uneasy.

Qin Yuan had seen Berezovsky's photos on television before, but he was undoubtedly much younger than he was now.

But the hint of arrogance in his eyes was already faintly visible.

“Boss,” Ivan stepped forward and whispered in Qin Yuan’s ear, “this is my teacher, Berezovsky.”

Qin Yuan nodded slightly.

Berezovsky ignored Semyon standing to the side, extended his hand, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin, I've heard so much about you!"

"Your name is all over Moscow's business circles lately. The acquisition of Ochakov was a big deal."

Qin Yuan shook hands with Berezovsky.

"Mr. Berezovsky, you flatter me." Qin Yuan's voice was calm and even. "This small business is nothing compared to your achievements in the automobile trade. The Mercedes-Benz dealership is truly admirable."

"Just luck." Berezovsky waved his hand casually, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding noise. "Mr. Qin, how about we talk somewhere else?"

Qin Yuan nodded. He had taken the initiative to meet with Berezovsky to reach a cooperation agreement with him so that he could obtain Soviet cars.

He also took the opportunity to probe the extent of her relationship with Kadanikov.

But now, this person has rushed over, which undoubtedly reveals his guilty conscience and anxiety.

Qin Yuan knew very well that he had gained the upper hand.

"Section Chief Xie, I have something to attend to, so I'll have to go now."

Qin Yuan looked at Xie Miao beside him and apologized.

The official Soviet friendship still needed to be maintained.

Xie Miao nodded, not taking it to heart. He looked in the direction Qin Yuan and Berezovsky had left, lost in thought.

Qin Yuan led Binzi and the others to a rest room at the station.

Berezovsky followed closely behind.

He couldn't wait as soon as he entered the door.

"Mr. Qin, I heard from Ivan that you are interested in the Volga and Lada? And... in considerable quantities?"

"Yes." Qin Yuan nodded and got straight to the point, "The first batch needs 30 Volga and 50 Lada. There may be more later."

As expected, they wanted Soviet cars.

Berezovsky's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Mr. Qin is indeed very straightforward. How about our Rogwarts company provides these cars for you? Volga, Lada, even German cars, no problem!"

"New car, in stock, delivery within a week!"

"And we don't want money," he pointed out the window, "just like Kuibyshev, bartering. I only want 15% profit, guaranteed to satisfy you."

Qin Yuan did not answer immediately. Instead, he picked up the hot tea that the waiter had just poured for him, gently blew away the foam, and slowly took a sip.

15%? That's quite an appetite.

But he knew that Berezovsky's real profit wasn't the 15%, but the huge difference between the cost price and the factory price of the cars he obtained through "special channels"!
but.
Since he was already going to meet with the Volga plant manager, why did he need to go through the Rogwarts company as an intermediary?

Are you getting anxious now?

Haha, it's too late.

He originally wanted to save himself the trouble and entrusted the matter of importing cars to Berezovsky.

But now, he has a bigger plan.

"Mr. Berezovsky"

Qin Yuan looked at him and said, "How about we try a different way of cooperating?"

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(End of this chapter)