My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 223 Greed for money, fame, and power

Qin Yuan suppressed his suspicions.

He then handed the report back expressionlessly and said to Perkov, "Major, let's put the ambush aside for now."

"I'm going to the Volga plant today. Also, I hope the Safety Committee can provide some assistance so that my people can expedite all the approval procedures from the Far East International Bank."

Perkov immediately nodded: "That's not a problem. The director already instructed us before we came that we will have someone handle the banking license and related procedures on a case-by-case basis."

He added, unusually, with a hint of admiration, "Your decision yesterday to release the news through Izvestia was a brilliant move."

"Now everyone's attention is drawn to the $1.5 billion project, and many potential obstacles and scrutiny to Far East trade will be temporarily shelved or relaxed under the banner of 'promoting cooperation'."

Qin Yuan nodded slightly; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

The promise of huge profits masks the hidden power struggles and rapid capital deployment.

At this moment, Wu Weiguo came in to report: "Brother Yuan, a group of people have gathered outside. They say they have come to pay their respects to you and ask for your forgiveness."

Ivan Petrovich, the general manager of the Ochakov beverage factory, also came over.

He exclaimed excitedly, "President Qin! The Municipal Government Office just called to express their condolences and apologies for the ambush you suffered last night and the harassment our warehouse experienced!"

"Mayor Popov personally instructed that this matter be dealt with seriously, that security be restored, and that the safety of your investment be absolutely guaranteed!"

Ivan lowered his voice, a hint of triumphant satisfaction in it: "Those people outside probably heard the rumors in the city, got scared out of their wits, and came here begging for mercy to smooth things over!"

After listening, Qin Yuan understood.

This is an endorsement from power, and it has an immediate effect.

He looked at Ivan and said calmly, "Ivan, you deal with those people outside."

"Those who should be forced to bleed and compensate for their losses should be made to pay a penny less; those who should be forced to leave Moscow should be expelled without any leniency."

"You can determine the specific scale and degree yourself."

Ivan's smile vanished, and he said seriously, "Yes."

Qin Yuan nodded, then turned to Chen Jianhua: "Jianhua, since the municipal government has expressed its support, you should take the initiative to communicate with them and cooperate with the Ministry of Internal Affairs to launch a special 'anti-gang and anti-crime' operation in Moscow."

“Those scum who dared to steal last night, who usually commit crimes and disrupt normal business operations, are no longer worth keeping around.”

His words were filled with a chilling killing intent.

Now is the perfect time to clean house and consolidate our territory.

Chen Jianhua, Pan Shiyi, and others present all sensed the bloodshed in Qin Yuan's words.

Pan Shiyi thought to himself: "President Qin's decisiveness and ruthlessness are even more pronounced and cold-blooded than they are back home. What kind of place is the Soviet Union anyway!"

However, he soon realized what the Soviet Union was.

In his gaze, Qin Yuan looked at the KGB major.

"Major, for this operation, I hope the Security Committee can provide the necessary information and support."

Qin Yuan's words implied that he intended to wipe out the entire Moscow underworld!

This was a waste of the KGB's talent.

But Perkov was quite interested.

As orders were issued, the entire Moscow underworld was suddenly plunged into a bloody purge.

With precise intelligence provided by the KGB, a full-scale operation by the Ministry of Internal Affairs police, and the cooperation of Far East Trade's own security forces.

One by one, the once arrogant gang strongholds were forcibly raided during the day, their leaders were arrested or "fought to death," and their power was eradicated.

Their actions are efficient and ruthless, demonstrating absolute power.

The prestige of Far East trade, along with this thunderous purge, spread rapidly from Moscow like wildfire, and no one dared to provoke it easily anymore.

While this cleansing storm swept through the entire city, Qin Yuan seemed to be detached from it all.

He calmly led Wu Weiguo, Wang Gongquan, and other core members in a vehicle, and drove peacefully to the outskirts of the city, heading towards the Volga Automobile Factory.

There, a negotiation concerning the future of $1.5 billion and the very foundation of his business empire awaited him.

The sun shone brightly over Moscow outside the car window. But the air was thick with the smell of iron and blood, and the restless atmosphere unique to the transition between the old and new eras.

The Volga Automobile Plant, the plant manager's office.

Kadanikov held the newly delivered Izvestia newspaper in his hand, his eyes quickly scanning every word of the front page headline.

When his gaze fell upon the keywords "St. Petersburg" and "Baltic brewery," his brow furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.
He looked up at Boris Berezovsky, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him.

A few days ago, Berezovsky rushed to the Volga plant and has not left since.

After learning about Qin Yuan's situation from the newspaper, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Kadannikov was clearly more concerned.

Boris,”

Kadanikov pushed the newspaper forward, pointing to the article with his finger. "Is this Baltic brewery the new plant that was just integrated in St. Petersburg last year?"

He remembered the brewery; it even made the newspapers.

Berezovsky had traveled extensively in Europe and was very familiar with St. Petersburg, a key city in Europe.

He put down his coffee cup, took the newspaper, quickly glanced at it, and nodded, saying, "Yes, this brewery is doing quite well. Its 'Baltic' brand beer is exported to several republics and is very popular in the market."

Upon hearing this, Kadanikov frowned even more deeply: "Then how credible do you think there is in the newspaper's claim that the Far East Trade Association has a partnership with this brewery?"

He instinctively felt that Qin Yuan's reach seemed a bit too far, jumping from the car to the beer, a leap that was too big.

Berezovsky shrugged, unconcerned: "It's not impossible. Perhaps St. Petersburg wants to use his channels to sell beer in China?"

"After all, the potential of the Chinese market is visibly growing."

Because of this car sales competition, Berezovsky gained a completely new understanding of the Chinese market.

The two chatted for a while without getting bogged down in any particular issue, and instead focused on the collaboration between Chery and Volga to build a new car.

They had already heard this news at Chery's launch event, and Qin Yuan had also sent someone to inform them, and they were happy to see it happen.

But the $15 billion investment was something they never expected.

However, Berezovsky had a thought in mind, and he had a vague idea.

This massive investment is probably just a smokescreen, designed to create a huge buzz around the joint venture and then raise funds from the public.

In other words, it's about creating a pie in the sky.

Taking money from the gullible Soviets.

Getting them all to invest in this massive project, which has government support and involves collaboration between two major automakers, is certainly generating a lot of buzz.

He guessed it, but he couldn't participate, which he deeply regretted.

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

The secretary pushed open the door and came in to report: "Factory Director, Mr. Qin Yuan's convoy has arrived at the factory gate. In addition, many reporters from newspapers have also come after hearing the news."

Berezovsky immediately put on a smile and congratulated Kadanikov: "Anatol, congratulations! Your Volga plant has really made a name for itself in front of the whole country and even the world this time!"

"If this cooperation can really be achieved, it's not impossible for you to go further and enter the Council of Ministers in the future!"

Kadanikov felt a surge of heat in his heart.

He's a very greedy person.

Greedy for money, greedy for fame, and even more greedy for power.

Berezovsky's words struck a chord with him.

The director of the Volga Automobile Plant is already in a high position, but if he can use this project to rise to the next level and enter the core of national power, it will be a completely different world.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement.

He straightened his suit and said to the other deputies in the office, "Let's go and greet Qin. He's a very important guest from our Volga factory!"

(End of this chapter)