My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 35 Blank History
The sun had already set sometime earlier.

Autumn in Yanjing seemed even more desolate at night.

Liu Changyuan was impatient and, before even having eaten, said he wanted to rush back to Khabarovsk that very night to finalize the food factory matter as soon as possible.

Qin Yuan both admired and smiled wryly at his decisive actions.

Although he wasn't a true native of Yanjing, there was no reason for him to leave without even having eaten a bite of food when guests came.

It was getting dark, and none of them had eaten.

So he took Liu Changyuan, along with Lao Zhangtou, Binzi, and a few others, to a copper hot pot restaurant.

After enjoying some authentic Beijing cuisine, he personally escorted Liu Changhe to the train station.

Watching the northbound train disappear into the night, puffing out white smoke, he turned around and walked back with Binzi, Gangzi, and Magan'er.

On the way back, Qin Yuan walked in the shadows cast by the streetlights, with Old Zhang following beside him.

Binzi and the other two were behind them, laughing and chatting happily about the enjoyable days they had spent together.

"Uncle Zhang, something happened before you came back," Qin Yuan said. "We've temporarily cut off our connections with those southerners at Xinhe Garment Factory."

Old Zhang didn't say anything, or even ask why.

Because he knew it must be Xin and those people's fault.

Qin Yuan took out the money he had already counted from his pocket and handed it over: "This is the money we earned from the last time we went to Moscow to resell goods. It's a total of 130,000. According to your share, here is 26,000. Please keep it."

Old Zhang took the money, his cloudy but bright eyes looking at Qin Yuan: "Kid, you're an honest man, I trust you."

"Keep this money for me. We need to make sure you have enough money before we go to Moscow."

He didn't take the bag, but asked instead, "We can't lose this connection in the south. Given your personality, you should have already chosen a partner, right?"

Qin Yuan nodded: "Yes, I've made a deal with a boss in Hong Kong, but to really secure his massive orders, we need to prove our worth."

"More importantly, we need a truly substantial amount of capital to move this big ship!"

Old Zhang nodded: "That's only right, please continue."

"So, besides jeans, we need to explore another source of goods, and I'm thinking we should focus on sheepskin coats!"

Qin Yuan said firmly, "But this time the quantity will be large, very large!"

Old Zhang lowered his head and thought for a while before saying, "Yuanzi, the reason you were able to get such a low price last time was because you used my connections."

"But you know how it is with favors; once you've used them up, there aren't many left, not even me."

“I understand what you mean,” Qin Yuan interrupted. “This time, the price will definitely be based on the wholesale price on the market.”

"Moreover, this time, I will take the letter of intent for cooperation signed with Mr. Fang from Hong Kong Island and go directly to talk to the factory manager of that sheepskin coat factory!"

"Make it clear to him that we are here to discuss a long-term, large order, and the demand will be very high!"

"So regarding the price..." A glint of light flashed in Qin Yuan's eyes, "I will try my best to get a suitable range, and I will definitely make sure that your friend doesn't miss out on making money."

"On the contrary, if they establish a stable supply relationship with us, they can make a fortune."

He had thought it through. The sheepskin coats from this factory in Tianjin were of superior quality, with both new and old styles, and they had already established a market presence in Moscow.

Last time, there were only fifty-odd items, far from enough to satisfy this large city with a population of 890 million.

He wanted to use this batch of high-quality, large-volume, and reliably sourced sheepskin coats to completely establish their brand in Moscow!

At the same time, they accumulated enough funds to leverage the kvass production plant and "Jeanswest" brand.

Old Zhang took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "Understood! I'll go to Tianjin tomorrow, even if it means losing face, to have a proper talk with my old friend!"

Qin Yuan shook his head: "Uncle Zhang, you don't need to go to Tianjin. You still need to oversee the deal on the invitation letters. Binzi and Gangzi are still too young."

Old Zhang was stunned for a moment, then he understood Qin Yuan's consideration.

The key to securing the invitation from Yanjing is managing the situation, and we need this seasoned veteran to oversee it.

He nodded: "Alright. The factory manager's surname is Zhao, and his name is Zhao Guanglin. I once saved his life, and he has helped me a lot over the years. He has long since repaid all the favors I owe him."

"Although he treats me the same as before, I can't be ungrateful."

"As for the address, it's the 'Red Star Fur Factory' in the old city of Tianjin."

“I’ll call him first thing tomorrow morning and tell him that you are my nephew and that he will treat you well if you come over to discuss a business deal.”

"Okay!" Qin Yuan agreed. Early the next morning, Qin Yuan boarded a green train bound for Tianjin.

The carriage was filled with a mixture of smells of sweat, tobacco, and cheap food; it was crowded and noisy.

Qin Yuan found a seat by the window and sat down, watching the autumn scenery of the North China Plain rushing past outside the window, but his thoughts were far away.

With a slight thought, he brought up the light screen of the [Chat Hall], wanting to see the aftermath of last night's "300,000" storm.

The information stream cascades down like a waterfall:
[Haidian Xiaodao]: The K3 line is absolutely in overdrive! The queues for visa applications at Yanjing Station are overflowing! I heard there was even a fight outside the Hungarian embassy!
[Yanjing Yan Shuangying]: Hehe, I have more information than you do. I don't know if it's because of this fight, but the Hungarian embassy has closed down and said that starting today, they will refuse to issue any more visas.

[Haidian Xiaodao]: Closed? Holy crap, how am I supposed to get a visa? I was hoping to make this trip and then get on Jingye's good side!

[Yanjing Yan Shuangying]: I heard this morning that a 'Far East Trading Company' has a batch of invitation letters. If you want to go to the Soviet Union, you can go and ask about the price.

【User0973】: Yan Shuangying, where did you get this information from? I just came from the 'Far East Trading Company'. They clearly stated the prices: they don't accept orders for a single item, and each invitation letter costs 1800.

【Northeast Tiger Brother】: 1800? Holy crap, that's making so much money! It's insane, everyone's gone crazy.

[Jinmen Wushen]: Sigh, going to the Soviet Union is too complicated. You need a visa and an invitation letter. These days, an invitation letter from Beijing costs a whopping 1800 yuan! Even if I emptied my savings, it wouldn't be enough! I have to go back to Tianjin, save up some more money, and wait for the next wave… (frustrated)

Upon seeing "Tianjin Martial God's" comment, Qin Yuan's lips curled slightly.

This is the effect he wanted: to filter out those "small fry" who couldn't even cross the threshold.

He continued looking, and an unfamiliar ID appeared on the screen.

【Northeast Hawk】: Little tiger cub, if you really want to go to the Russians to be a middleman, you don’t necessarily have to wait until the Heihe River freezes over.

[Northeast Tiger Brother]: Huh? Brother Hawk, do you have any connections? Tell me about it.

[Black Frozen Pear]: Brother Kite, are you also in Northeast China?
[Northeast Hawk]: I've looked into all the ways to get to Russia now. Government-sponsored study abroad is one option. If any players are university students thinking about doing business there, they could try applying for government-sponsored study abroad.

【Northeast Hawk】: Another option is an invitation letter visa issued by an institution in Russia. It can be a business invitation or a family visit invitation. You can find your own channels for that.

[Northeast Tiger Brother]: Brother Kite, keep talking, keep talking, how should we people from the Northeast get there?

Besides him, many other people have also posted about it.

Clearly, the appearance of the "Northeast Hawk" directly prompted some players who had been lurking to come out of hiding.

Qin Yuan opened the wealth ranking list and glanced at this person's ranking.

【Northeast Hawk, 1078/Ice City】

It was hovering around 1,000th place, and it didn't even turn off location services.

interesting.

Qin Yuan reopened the chat interface.

[Northeast Hawk]: Ever since this "Beijing Master" appeared, I've researched every piece of history I could find related to the Russians. The details of his past experiences are so detailed that I wonder if this is a virtual game world setting or a real historical event.

He stopped short of making a point.

【Northeast Hawks】: Enough of the small talk. As early as 1988, Heihe City launched a "one-day tour" with Hailanpao, the capital of Amur Oblast, which is across the river. In March of this year, Harbin also launched a seven-day "tour to the Soviet Union". Players in Northeast China can take advantage of our local resources to carry out related trade.

[Northeast Tiger Bro]: Holy crap, you can do that? Hawk Bro, you're in Harbin, right? Let's get together sometime.

[Black Frozen Pear]: I want one too! I want one too!
Qin Yuan watched as countless messages flashed by, his gaze growing increasingly profound.

Is it a virtual game setting, or a real historical event?
Sure enough, there are plenty of smart people among the players.

So quickly, some clues have been discovered in this world.

To him, everything around him was, of course, incredibly real.

Previously, he had even made a special trip to the library, where the content was not blank.

Instead, it contains text.

It encompasses everything from current affairs and economics to world encyclopedias.

However, when he looked through history books, he could only find the history from 1900 to 1990, those 90 years.

Scrolling up further reveals a blank page.

blank?

Qin Yuan felt a deep sense of crisis!

(End of this chapter)