My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 231 Second on the Wealth List, Deep into the Moscow Base

Qin Yuan smiled knowingly, realizing that the other party was trying to reciprocate.

Just as he was about to speak, he finalized this win-win deal.

Suddenly, a virtual notification, visible only to him, popped up without warning and hovered in his field of vision:
Congratulations! Based on asset and achievement point calculations, your wealth has increased significantly.

Your ranking on the wealth list has jumped to No. 2!

Looking at this simple yet weighty line of text, Qin Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Two people promoted at once?

This was faster than he had expected.

Interestingly, in this way, only the mysterious and unpredictable "Shadow Emperor" remains above him.

As for [Evergreen] and [Southern Financial Holdings], which were squeezed out...

To be honest, he didn't really take it seriously.

In this era, the focus is on finance and real estate.

Making money is too inefficient.

What truly aroused his vigilance and curiosity was the "Shadow Emperor" who consistently held the top spot.

How much wealth has this person accumulated, and how many hidden achievements has he accomplished, that he remains unmoved despite such a rapid offensive?

However, Qin Yuan was unaware of this.

His two promotions seem to have been given a light touch.

This caused an enormous uproar among players outside the gaming community.

In a luxury apartment in Shanghai, overlooking the Huangpu River.

The wine glass in Feng Zhaokun's hand paused the moment the prompt appeared. He stared intently at the changes in the rankings in the void for a full five minutes.

But in the end, he just chuckled cryptically and downed the wine in his glass.

He then hugged his female companion even tighter, as if trying to completely drown out the solemnity of that moment in the midst of debauchery.

Hong Kong Island, opposite HSBC Building.

When Rong Guosheng saw his name pushed down to fourth place, his heart felt like it had been squeezed hard, and he briefly lost his composure.

But soon, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He wasn't unprepared for this day, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

With a wry smile, I could only accept it helplessly.

Only He Changqing.

He stood there stunned for a long time, speechless.

He had imagined this day would come, but he never expected it to arrive so suddenly.

It's only the beginning of March!
But the harsh reality left him no choice but to believe it.

Through system connections and informants, he learned of Qin Yuan's astonishing actions in the Soviet Union almost simultaneously.

Qin Yuan appeared on Financial Street.

Qin Yuan obtained an astonishing loan of 150 billion rubles from the Ten Nations Bank.

The collateral was from the Far East Group.

But this also means that the Far East Group is valued at at least 150 billion rubles.

Those Westerners believed that Qin Yuan's assets were in the range of over $15 billion.

This was a number that made him feel suffocated and desperate.

He Changqing slumped back in his chair.

For the first time, he truly tasted the bitterness of defeat, and he lost... completely and sincerely.

Players in Moscow, within the Soviet Union, have a more direct and profound understanding of Qin Yuan's strength.

Time is like the torrent of history, and no one can stop it.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The area around the massive warehouse for Far Eastern trade in the heart of Moscow is now bursting with remarkable vitality.

Large numbers of speculators and foreign merchants flocked here like iron filings drawn to a magnet.

Some of them came spontaneously after sensing a business opportunity.

Some were intentionally driven or regulated to this location by municipal management personnel.

Vendors lined the streets, and the crowds thronged the area, with shouts in various languages ​​constantly ringing out.

Walking among them were citizens from various neighborhoods of Moscow.

It was a scene of bustling prosperity. "Master Jing is truly awesome!"

Haidian Xiao had just picked up a batch of in-demand leather jackets from the warehouse. As he walked out and looked at the bustling scene he had helped create, he couldn't help but admire it.

This time, the Northeast Tiger didn't respond. His gaze passed over the noisy crowd and landed on the huge construction site across from the warehouse, where construction was in full swing.

That place was originally an abandoned factory.

But now, it has become a new industry under Far East Trade.

That place was named [Cherkizovo Market].

Due to the similar pronunciation in Russian, the Chinese traders here are more accustomed to calling it the "One Ant" market.

This name is just right.

Merchants from all over the world are like tiny yet incredibly powerful ants.

They gather here, yet can move commercial behemoths.

And surrounding the central warehouse of Far East trade, and this newly built market.

In just half a month, four distinct yet interdependent communities have emerged.

These are the Chinese community, the Vietnamese community, the Caucasian Jewish community, and the Tajik community.

The most powerful group was undoubtedly the Chinese, who mainly sold leather goods, shoes, clothing, and light industrial products such as toys.

Azerbaijanis, who control certain daily necessities and specific channels, are next in line.

The Caucasian Jewish community, skilled in carpets, tapestries, and some handicrafts, is another example.

The Tajik community is at the very bottom of the social ladder.

They were in charge of moving goods and collecting garbage. They lived and ate in an abandoned sales hall filled with bunk beds that could accommodate 500 people. There were three such dormitories in the market.

In addition, you can also see Turkish businesses selling carpets and bedding in the market.

Indians selling toys and traditional clothing, and Afghans controlling small restaurants, pharmacies, and soap and general merchandise stores...

This area is like a miniature global business district, and it is said that the current daily transaction volume has easily exceeded the ten million ruble mark.

Brother Northeast Tiger can't imagine what will happen once the market is built and all the supporting facilities are in place.

It has become much larger, with several times more people gathered here.

So, over a day or a month, the total transaction volume would soar to an astronomical and terrifying figure.

Far East trade relied solely on this market.

Collecting rent, operating and managing, and wholesaling goods at the very top—these can all bring in a fortune and make you rich.

I witnessed and experienced all of this firsthand.

It was only then that Brother Northeast Tiger realized that Qin Yuan's money-making mindset and model were worlds apart from those of ordinary players like them who were still stuck at the level of "buying and selling".

In the chat group, many people were shocked by Jingye's ranking.

The screen was filled with exclamations, doubts, envy, and jealousy.

But looking at the heated discussions, Brother Northeast Tiger remained unusually calm, even finding it perfectly natural.

Only by coming to Qin Yuan's side can one gain a deep understanding of the operation of his vast industry.

And how he acquired his wealth.

Then you can make a very clear judgment.

This game world is practically a stage tailor-made for people like Jingye.

While others were still figuring out how to make a big deal, Jingye was already chatting and laughing with the city's administrators, participating in shaping the city's commercial landscape.

Even the establishment of this massive "one ant" market.

Through his connections and influence, Jingye extended his reach into every management department of the city.

Brother Northeast Tiger witnessed firsthand the officials who managed the city welcoming and seeing off Qin Yuan, as well as Wang Gongquan, Yi Xiaodi, Binzi, and others.

Jingye is like he's not playing a game.

Instead, they truly became people of this era, using the ways this world operates to navigate this game.

And there is no doubt about it.

Jingye achieved overwhelming success.

It is absolutely not an exaggeration to say that customs will be cleared by the end of the year.

If things continue at this terrifying pace, they can only get faster, they will never be delayed.

Because, by now, the name Far Eastern International Bank has penetrated every inch of Moscow's economic foundation.

(End of this chapter)