My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 199 Unification of the World: Has My Position Been Replaced? (Two Chapters Combined)

In Yanjing in the twelfth lunar month, at nine o'clock in the morning, the sky was gray and the dry, cold wind swept across the square in front of the station like a knife.

Yanjing Railway Station was bustling with people coming and going from the north and south.

Yuan Zhijian tightened the thick cotton coat he was wearing, which was enough to last through the winter in Nanchang, but his teeth couldn't help chattering.

A bone-chilling cold seeped through the gaps in his clothes and instantly invaded his entire body.

"Ugh... This winter in the north is just too weird!" He complained to the older man next to him, shivering. "Isn't it supposed to be dry and cold in the north, so if you wear thick clothes you won't be afraid? I just stepped out of the train car and I feel like my soul is going to freeze out!"

"Brother, it must be at least ten degrees below zero here, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense and let's get going. Let's find a hotel to stay in first. We southerners really can't stand this temperature."

His older brother, Yuan Zhihao, was pushing two heavy suitcases, his face was also a little pale, and his breath instantly turned into frost.

The two made up their minds on the night of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year and rushed to Nanchang Railway Station overnight, but could only manage to grab tickets for a slow, green-skinned train that departed at 6 a.m. on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

After a day and a night of bumpy travel, we finally arrived in the dry and frigid capital from the damp and cold south.

The way they hunched their necks, stood on their numb feet, and struggled to ask for directions in heavily accented Mandarin from southern Jiangxi made them look like two "southerners" who had never experienced the harsh winters of the north, making them stand out conspicuously in the station.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a shiny leather coat, a cashmere scarf, and quite fashionably noticed them and took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Brothers, judging from your attire and accents, you've come from the south, right? Are you also here for that Jeanswest franchise qualification? You've got some quick moves!"

"Franchise qualification?" Yuan Zhihao and Yuan Zhijian were taken aback upon hearing this. They subconsciously exchanged a glance and saw the same astonishment in each other's eyes.

They spent a day and a night on the stuffy train. When they boarded, Jeanswest had not yet opened for business, and they were completely unaware of the dramatic changes happening in the outside world over the past two days.

How did this person guess their purpose so quickly? Is it already common knowledge that this matter is already known to everyone?

Yuan Zhijian, being more astute, didn't directly admit it. Instead, he tentatively asked, "Jeanswest? What happened to Jeanswest?"

Seeing their expressions, the fashionable middle-aged man thought he had guessed wrong. He smiled and took out a neatly folded newspaper from his briefcase: "Here, I just bought this morning at Xingtai Station. It's the 'Yanjing Youth Daily.' You'll understand once you take a look."

Yuan Zhijian quickly took it and huddled with his elder brother, their eyes rapidly scanning the front page headlines.

[Nine million! Jeanswest sets a sales record on its opening day!]

[Alan Tam, Chen Peisi, and Zhu Shimao all made appearances, praising the brilliance of domestic products!]

"Nine...nine million?!" Yuan Zhijian gasped, thinking he was seeing things.

Yuan Zhihao rubbed his eyes hard and read on, word by word.

Upon seeing the names Chen Peisi, Zhu Shimao, and Alan Tam, their eyelids twitched violently.

Others may not know, but these three people are arguably the most eye-catching stars on the Spring Festival Gala, and they have widespread fame even in the south.

These three people actually appeared in the two newly opened stores of Jeanswest, and they even came "because of its reputation".

That daily revenue of nine million is indeed possible.

Then, their eyes quickly swept across the page and they saw the striking bold text at the very bottom:

[China's Pride, Global Trendsetter – Jeanswest Apparel Brand Now Open for Investment!]

They were right; they were indeed looking for franchisees.

But the next moment, a strong sense of urgency gripped them.

They looked up abruptly, glancing around at the crowds pouring out of the train station. They suddenly noticed that many of them were walking hurriedly, with sharp eyes, and were frequently exchanging words like "Jeanswest" and "franchise" in their whispers.

It turns out that they weren't the only ones with the same goal!

“This…brother, what’s your name?” Yuan Zhihao composed himself and became much more respectful. “My brother and I are indeed from Nanchang. My name is Yuan Zhihao, and this is my younger brother, Yuan Zhijian.”

"We did come for Jeanswest, but we were out of touch and didn't know the investment opportunity had been advertised. Thank you for reminding us!"

The fashionable middle-aged man waved his hand, appearing very easygoing: "Names are not important. My friends in the underworld give me face and call me 'King of Xingtai'."

“Xingtai…Wang?” Yuan Zhijian almost choked. That nickname was really domineering.

“Brother Wang from Xingtai,” Yuan Zhihao interjected, asking eagerly, “Do you know how many people are coming to Yanjing right now for this franchise opportunity?”

"King of Xingtai" glanced at them, his tone calm but carrying a subtle sense of superiority: "I can't say for sure how many there are, but I estimate that there won't be too many who are truly capable and dare to come."

"Why?" Yuan Zhijian pressed.

"The barrier to entry is high," he said casually. "The most basic franchise fee alone is 100,000 yuan."

"This doesn't even include the subsequent renovations, stocking, and working capital. This alone will keep over 90% of the people who just want to join in the fun out of the door."

"Ten...ten thousand?!" Yuan Zhihao and Yuan Zhijian gasped simultaneously, feeling the chill around them intensify.

This is simply an astronomical figure!
The two brothers pooled all their resources and raised funds from various sources, barely managing to scrape together this amount, which they thought would be more than enough. Little did they know that this was just the entry ticket!
"King of Xingtai" is not only a nickname, but also his ID in the game.

That's right, he's a gamer.

Local players in Yanjing had already revealed this in the game's chat group.

The 100,000 franchise fee is just the beginning. Afterwards, you will need to accept the headquarters' unified decoration standards, be required to purchase goods from the headquarters, receive strict sales training, and undergo capital verification to prove that you have the strength to continue operating.

The three stood in the cold wind, each with their own distinct feelings.

The King of Xingtai remained calm and composed, while the Yuan brothers felt immense pressure.

Fang Minghai, accompanied by his female secretary, happened to be standing not far away and overheard the entire conversation.

He couldn't help but smile, his heart filled with emotion.

"This Qin Yuan... every time he makes a move, he overturns all my previous assessments and brings even greater surprises."

“Nationwide recruitment and high-threshold screening... This may seem to reject most people, but in fact it accurately screens out a group of local bigwigs with both capital and local connections spread across major cities across the country, as well as truly powerful investors.”

"Once these people are integrated into the Jeanswest system, the energy they unleash will be terrifying, enabling them to spread the brand across the country at an unprecedented speed!"

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! This 'export-to-domestic' strategy has indeed succeeded!"

At this moment, he couldn't wait to see Qin Yuan.

He had a premonition that the success of the Jeanswest brand would significantly elevate his ranking in the family succession.

His female secretary, standing beside him, was even more astonished and her heart was pounding.

With an entry threshold of 100,000, if there are ten franchisees, wouldn't that be one million? What about one hundred? Just from franchise fees alone, they could collect ten million in cash every year, not even counting subsequent management fees and supply profits.

This is practically a terrifying money-printing machine!

As the group walked out of the station, each with their own thoughts, the Yuan brothers and "King of Xingtai" were about to hail a taxi when a black Volga sedan silently pulled up and stopped near them.

Zhao Dawei, known as the "King of Xingtai," glanced at the license plate and the figures inside the car. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his body instantly stiffened.

"Boss Zhao, what's wrong? Do you know him?" Yuan Zhihao keenly noticed his unusual behavior.

Zhao Dawei swallowed hard, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of awe, "I know him... The man in the car is Master Jing... Oh no, he's President Qin's confidant, President Wu Weiguo!"

In the player community, the identities of Qin Yuan's core circle members have already been thoroughly exposed.

Crown Prince Li Chuze is one of them. The two are currently cooperating in multiple fields, which is why the Crown Prince's ranking has been rising continuously and he is now close to the top ten.

Wu Weiguo, known as the "Martial God of Tianjin," is Qin Yuan's right-hand man, renowned for his strong execution and combat capabilities.

It is said that he was involved in the downfall of the Jia Dai gang, and that Wu Weiguo was also involved in the local Soviet gangs later on.

This is quite rare. How could a player be so willing to become an appendage of another player?

But that's exactly what happened.

This clearly demonstrates Qin Yuan's extraordinary charm.

Upon hearing the words "Qin Yuan's confidant," the Yuan brothers instantly became respectful and looked over nervously.

Why did this person come to the train station?
Then, to the astonishment of the three, they saw Wu Weiguo walk towards the two people not far from them.

"Mr. Fang, you must be tired from your journey. Brother Yuan has been waiting for you at the company for quite some time."

Wu Weiguo took the luggage and said with a smile, "The reason why Jeanswest was able to become an instant hit and expand rapidly this time is largely due to your effective coordination in Guangdong, which ensured a sufficient supply of goods!"

Fang Minghai laughed heartily and shook hands firmly with Wu Weiguo: "General Manager Wu, you're too kind! I promised Brother Qin before that as long as he could open up sales channels in the Soviet Union, I could supply him as much as he needed! He fulfilled his promise, so naturally I, Fang, couldn't let him down!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yuan Zhihao and the other two suddenly realized that this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man with no Hong Kong accent was the legendary supplier of Jeanswest products and the mysterious Hong Kong businessman representative.

They just brushed past the true god!

By the time they recovered from their shock, Wu Weiguo had already picked up Fang Minghai and driven away in a cloud of dust.

The three of them no longer cared about finding a hotel and shouted to the taxi driver in unison, "Driver, to Jinxiang Building, Far East Trade Center!"

However, when they rushed to Jinxiang Building, they were stunned by what they saw.

The lobby on the first floor of the building, and even the open space outside, were already packed with people!
Accents from all over the country mingled together, and everyone held investment advertisements and newspapers in their hands, their eyes filled with eagerness and anxiety.

They thought they had arrived early enough, but little did they know that many more well-informed and swift people had already flown directly to Yanjing or driven from surrounding provinces and cities two days earlier, completely surrounding the area!
The real competition has only just begun!
Qin Yuan entrusted Feng Lun with the entire responsibility for this massive investment negotiation.

Feng Lun's profound knowledge and outstanding strategic vision accumulated within the system were fully utilized at this moment.

He was not overwhelmed by the surging crowd; instead, he calmly set up a series of strict thresholds.

Inside the negotiation room, Feng Lun exuded a powerful aura and spoke sharply: "The 100,000 yuan franchise fee is just an entry ticket."

"The store must be decorated in strict accordance with the design drawings provided by the headquarters, and the construction team will be designated by the headquarters, with the cost borne by the store itself."

"All goods must be sourced 100% from headquarters channels; external sourcing is strictly prohibited."

"The initial investment for stocking the goods shall not be less than 150,000 yuan."

"After signing the agreement, you will need to undergo two weeks of closed training at headquarters, and you can only open for business after passing the exam."

"There are minimum monthly sales targets. If the targets are not met for three consecutive months, the headquarters has the right to revoke the operating rights."

Despite a series of stringent conditions, not a single franchisee was deterred from joining.

Because Feng Lun perfectly packaged a series of events such as "the legendary bestseller in the Soviet Union", "the bombardment of CCTV advertisements", and "the endorsement of superstars", creating a highly enticing brand story.

Furthermore, this translates into a huge brand premium, making the merchants who come to negotiate feel that even with such harsh conditions, as long as they can secure the agency rights, it's equivalent to holding onto a money tree.

However, this is indeed the case.

In order to obtain the franchise store qualification in Nanchang, the brothers Yuan Zhihao and Yuan Zhijian made countless phone calls.

He borrowed money from all his relatives.

Finally, I met the basic requirements for becoming a Jeanswest franchisee and then submitted a franchise application to Jeanswest.

Some people are as resolute as the two brothers, but others are persuaded to withdraw after seven consecutive days of high-intensity, high-efficiency screening and negotiation.

Ultimately, Feng Lun's team selected and signed contracts with a total of one hundred franchisees from thousands of applicants.

The "Jeanswest 100 Stores Plan" was launched, and the franchise fee alone brought Far East Trade a cash inflow of ten million.

This news, once disclosed, once again shocked the national business community.

Zhou Tianhao, the player with the ID "天下归一" who ranks fourth.

Standing on the top floor of the Scitech Building, when I heard the news, I couldn't even hold my wine glass properly, and the red wine soaked the carpet.

"Is making money really that simple in the hands of this Master Jing?"

The two Jeanswest stores generated over nine million in revenue on their first day, almost reaching the ten million mark.

Now, with the signing of 100 franchise stores, the franchise fees alone have brought in another 10 million yuan.

Others make hundreds of thousands or even millions.

This Qin Yuan is numbered in the tens of millions.

How does this compare?
With this 20 million in income, plus the recent car trade and Chery incident, wouldn't Master Jing's ranking on the wealth list soar?
With this in mind, he opened the wealth rankings.

Then, when he saw Qin Yuan's ranking, his pupils suddenly contracted.

【I am Master Jing】: Ranked fourth.

[All Hearts Turn to the World]: Ranked fifth.

His position was taken?
(End of this chapter)