My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 175 The War That Erupted Simultaneously in Two Countries
Qin Yuan himself realized what was happening instantly after Old Zhang reminded him.

He had just been reminding the Crown Prince to stay calm and not lose his composure, but then he found himself unconsciously caught up in the dramatic changes in the server-wide announcements and rankings, and found himself with the same anxious emotions.

Another epic achievement has been born, and there will surely be more in the future.

The rankings are changing rapidly, and the competition for positions is fierce...

Even if one has temporarily gained the upper hand and has an information advantage, one is still inevitably drawn into this atmosphere of nationwide frenzy and fear of falling behind.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, forcing himself to calm down, and a composed smile returned to his face:

"Uncle Zhang, you're right, I am a little anxious. But it's a good thing, a sweet trouble."

He carefully chose his words and explained, "I just received new information from Li Chuze. The first batch of Ladas and Volgas that we shipped from the Soviet Union is receiving a very positive response in Northeast China. We already have stable buyers picking up the goods. The market is even more enthusiastic than we expected."

"It seems that none of us will be able to take a break this Spring Festival. I have already instructed Jianhua and Haiyang to take immediate action and cooperate with Prince to expand the sales network as soon as possible."

Old Zhang nodded upon hearing this, but the curiosity in his eyes did not diminish. He continued to ask, "That's good news. What about Binzi and Gangzi?"

"You sounded really harsh on the phone just now. When are they coming back? It's almost Chinese New Year."

Knowing he couldn't hide it from the old man, Qin Yuan briefly explained to Old Zhang and the others present the "Automobile Alliance" he had formed with Kadanikov and Berezovsky, as well as the "January Sales" bet he had made with Berezovsky.

"...That's the situation. The sales figures for the next month will directly determine my future influence and equity distribution within this automotive alliance."

“Berezovsky made his fortune in the Soviet Union by selling used cars and had his own well-established distribution network. I left Binzi and Gangzi there, and their primary task was to stabilize the supply of goods and ensure that there were no problems with the supply chain.”

"Secondly, we must make full use of the connections and resources we have accumulated in the Soviet Union. I have already instructed them to gather all the powerful 'smugglers' along the K3 and K20 international train lines."

“These people are familiar with the local situation and have their own connections and sales networks. They will be our ‘ground troops’ in the Soviet Union in this sales war, and our vehicle dealers in various places!”

"This sales war must be waged simultaneously by both countries!"

"Domestic markets are key, but the Soviet domestic market cannot be abandoned either. Therefore, Binzi must stay in Moscow to coordinate the overall situation."

After Qin Yuan finished speaking, the office fell into a brief silence.

Old Zhang was dumbfounded. He had lived most of his life and experienced countless storms, but he had never heard of such a massive business layout that spanned two countries!

How can a car sales war be planned and launched simultaneously in two countries with such vast territories?
What kind of boldness and resource mobilization ability does this require?
For a normal company, the human and material resources invested would be astronomical.

But Qin Yuan seemed to handle things with ease, skillfully utilizing every available resource: the Crown Prince's domestic network of officials and businessmen, Zhao Shanhe's real estate engineering circle, and countless "middlemen" crisscrossing the long international railway lines...

These people, though seemingly disorganized, are about to unleash astonishing energy under Qin Yuan's guidance, becoming a crucial asset in his victory!
Elena was even more shocked.

Her azure eyes were filled with disbelief.

She finally understood why Qin Yuan hadn't taken her with him when he went to see Berezovsky and visit the Volga Automobile Factory.

It turns out that back then, he had already quietly made contact with Kadanikov, and even formed a huge alliance with the unfathomable Professor Berezovsky, with the intention of monopolizing the Soviet automobile trade!

What a grand gesture! What an… magnificent display!
A one-month sales bet...

Elena silently shook her head in her heart for that brilliant mathematics professor, Berezovsky.

No matter how sophisticated his mathematical model or how advanced his sales theory, this person could never have imagined that his opponent was not just Qin Yuan alone, but rather the quietly forming embryonic form of a vast commercial empire spanning China and the Soviet Union, and the terrifying power it amassed!
……

Meanwhile, in Moscow, at the Chekhov Hotel.

At this time, the already bustling hotel was now completely full.

From the outer hall to the inner courtyard, the place was packed with people, numbering in the hundreds at a glance!

Zhu Dayong, Zhang Weijun, Wang Laizi, Pang Ge... almost all of these well-known speculators in the Moscow Chinese community were present.

There were even some players who stood out in the game and had a keen sense of smell, such as [Northeast Tiger] and a smartly dressed girl with sharp eyes, [Black Frozen Pear], who mingled among the crowd and closely monitored the situation.

The place was bustling with noise and filled with smoke, with various accents of Chinese speaking mixed together, creating a lively and restless atmosphere.

Just then, the crowd spontaneously parted to make way for them.

Binzi, a tall man nearly two meters tall, walked in step by step with a cold expression. The invisible pressure he exuded made the noise subside unconsciously.

Gangzi followed behind him, quite enthusiastic, constantly nodding and greeting people he knew.

"Brother Bin!"

"Brother Gang!"

"Brother Bin is here!"

Respectful greetings rang out continuously from the crowd.

Binzi remained expressionless, nodded slightly, walked straight through the crowd, stepped onto the slightly higher step in the courtyard, turned around, and faced the dark mass of people.

Gangzi stood below him, scanning the entire area to maintain order.

"Everyone!"

Binzi's voice was booming, and although it wasn't loud, it clearly drowned out all the noise.

"Most of the brothers present are our Far East Trading's primary distributors, secondary distributors, and many other friends."

"I've gathered everyone here today for just one question..."

He glanced around the room, paused for a moment, and then slowly asked, "Have you all made money with our Far East Trading over the past few months?"

As soon as the question was asked, bursts of laughter and commotion erupted from the crowd.

"I've made a profit, thank you Brother Bin, thank you Brother Yuan for giving me this opportunity."

"Haha, it's more than just making money! In the past month, I've earned more than I used to earn in a whole year! This is even faster than lending money at exorbitant interest rates!" Wang Laizi shouted, eliciting a burst of laughter and agreement.

"That's right, everything is great here in the Soviet Union, except for a severe shortage of light industrial products. Goods from our country can fetch several times the price when they're shipped over. Mr. Qin's Jeanswest clothing and kvass are really in high demand; they're popular everywhere!"

"This year, I can finally go home with my head held high and have a prosperous New Year!"

(End of this chapter)