My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 4: The game has only just begun.

After the business was settled, a meal and drinks were inevitable.

But all five of them knew that every penny they made now would bring in ten or a hundred times more profit in the future.

So none of them thought about ordering anything expensive. They ate a few simple home-style dishes, didn't even drink any wine, and went their separate ways after filling their stomachs.

Qin Yuan walked out of the restaurant and stood at the entrance of the market, where the noise of the market was gradually subsiding.

As dusk settles, the lights begin to illuminate the outline of this ancient capital.

He pulled out a crumpled cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled the pungent smoke that swirled in his lungs.

The daytime exhilaration seemed to have been somewhat dissipated by the cool night breeze, leaving behind a more real and strange feeling.

This is hardly an easy game.

It was clearly a life drama so real it was absurd, yet one that inexplicably captivated him.

In just one day, he went from a down-on-his-luck youth in a hutong to a mastermind behind transnational trade. This transformation made his blood boil.

Footsteps came from behind, steady and powerful; without even looking, one knew it was Da Binzi.

The man, as imposing as a mountain, had lost his earlier excitement, replaced by deep worry.

He caught up with Qin Yuan in a few steps, his broad shoulders almost blocking half of the light.

"Brother Yuan," Da Binzi's voice was low, with a hint of barely perceptible urgency, "that five thousand yuan you mentioned... it wouldn't be..."

He paused, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, but finally gritted his teeth and asked, "It wouldn't be about touching Auntie's ancestral jade ruyi, would it?"

Qin Yuan's fingers, holding the cigarette, paused slightly, the sparks flickering in the dim light.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Da Binzi's tone became even more urgent: "Brother Yuan, that thing is Aunt Qin's lifeblood! It's the only thing she brought from her parents' home!"

“Back then, life was so tough, she'd rather eat tree bark than sell it! We can earn money slowly, once we find a way, we'll eventually save up. This thing… we can’t sell it!”

"If I sell it, the old lady's heart will break!"

Qin Yuan slowly turned around, and some fragments in his mind gradually became clear.

The original owner of this body did indeed have a jade ruyi at home, and he even showed it to a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong.

The wealthy businessman took a liking to it at first sight, but his mother absolutely refused to sell it, so in the end he had no choice but to give up.

Having figured this out, instead of anger, he smiled easily and looked at Da Binzi with a hint of mockery: "Binzi, is that the kind of person you see me as?"

“No…no…” Binzi tried to explain.

Qin Yuan patted his shoulder and comforted him, "I know you're worried about me and concerned about my mother. Don't worry, even if I, Qin Yuan, am a scoundrel, I won't touch my mother's dowry."

Upon hearing this, Da Binzi's tense shoulders visibly relaxed, but his doubts deepened: "Then... five thousand yuan? Brother Yuan, that's no small sum..."

Qin Yuan flicked the cigarette butt away, watching the sparks disappear into the dust.

"Money? That's a small matter. Originally, I was planning to borrow this start-up capital at high interest rates. Even if it involved nine out of ten trips to the Far East and thirteen returns, the profits from one trip would be enough to offset the risk. However,"

He abruptly changed the subject, his eyes gleaming with insight, "Your words have enlightened me. Isn't there a more 'respectable' and more interesting path right in front of us?"

Da Binzi's heart, which had just settled down, jumped again: "Brother Yuan, you're not still thinking about selling..."

"Sell?" Qin Yuan chuckled and shook his head. "There are many ways to get money from these Hong Kong tycoons."

"Why would they travel all the way from Hong Kong Island to Beijing? To sightsee and see the beautiful landscapes of our motherland?"

Qin Yuan scoffed: "No, it's for money, to make a lot of money."

Once a person develops greed, they have a fatal weakness.

This critical point is the best leverage.

By taking advantage of the situation and using minimal force to achieve maximum effect, one can sometimes leverage wealth a thousandfold or even ten thousandfold.

"Let's go and meet this wealthy businessman from Hong Kong."

Based on his memory, Qin Yuan thought this person's surname was Fang, and he seemed to be a member of a large family in Hong Kong.

I am currently staying at the Yanjing Grand Hotel.

……

In the 1990s, the Grand Hotel was the most upscale hotel in Beijing.

Those who came and went were either wealthy businessmen or powerful figures.

Even the hostess standing at the door was beautiful and fashionable. She raised her swan-like neck and looked at the two people who were getting closer and closer, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Da Binzi followed behind Qin Yuan, appearing somewhat reserved, while Qin Yuan remained composed, as if he were quite accustomed to the environment.

After entering through the revolving door, I went to the service counter.

After giving Mr. Fang's name, an assistant in a well-tailored suit quickly came out and led them to a luxurious suite.

Mr. Fang was in his early forties, but he was very well-maintained. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he was sitting on the sofa sipping coffee. When he saw Qin Yuan come in, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Qin? What, has your family changed their minds and are willing to sell that jade ruyi?" His standard Mandarin stood out among the many people speaking Cantonese-accented Mandarin.

Qin Yuan casually sat down on the opposite sofa, looking relaxed: "It's fate that Mr. Fang likes this jade ruyi, but in this Yanjing City, there are more than just this one piece of 'jade' that can make Mr. Fang money."

“Oh…” Mr. Fang became interested: “Tell me in detail, porcelain, furniture, coins, I want all the old things.”

“It’s not these antiques.” Qin Yuan shook his head coldly: “It’s a more profitable business.”

Even if you make ten times the profit by simply transporting goods back and forth, the amount you earn is still limited.

However, if it were possible to be in Yanjing, Moscow, or the South.

A trade corridor has been established.

Inexpensive light industrial products from the south were transported directly to Moscow through this channel.

It monopolized the entire international trade with the Far East.

That amount of money is more than a hundred times greater.

Qin Yuan got straight to the point: "I need five thousand yuan in cash to finance a business deal."

"Use that jade ruyi as collateral for a period of one month. Upon maturity, I will repay the principal and interest at twice the highest bank interest rate to redeem the jade ruyi. If it is not redeemed by the due date, the jade ruyi will belong to Mr. Fang."

"It's all in black and white, no deception for the young or old."

Mr. Fang did not answer immediately, but tapped his fingers lightly on the sofa armrest as he scrutinized Qin Yuan.

In his eyes, Qin Yuan was dressed plainly, but his demeanor was calm and confident, with a rare sense of composure.

His proposed plan posed minimal risk to him, yet offered clear benefits.

More importantly, he was curious about what kind of business could make this young man from the alley so confident that he could come up with more than five thousand yuan in cash within a month.

"Mr. Qin, you have quite the boldness." Mr. Fang spoke slowly, with a hint of inquiry in his voice. "Five thousand yuan a month, including principal and interest... It seems Mr. Qin's deal is quite profitable?"

Qin Yuan smiled slightly, neither denying nor elaborating, but simply saying casually, "It's just a small-scale operation. We've only set our sights on a 'golden waterway' connecting Yanjing and Moscow, and we want to test the waters. Now everything is ready, except for this last bit of capital to open the floodgates."

He deliberately used enticing terms like "golden waterway" and also touched on "Moscow," a sensitive place full of business opportunities.

Sure enough, Mr. Fang's eyes instantly lit up with intense interest!

Trade connecting the mainland and the Soviet Union? The profits involved... As a Hong Kong businessman, he had an extremely keen sense of smell!
"Moscow?" Mr. Fang leaned forward slightly without realizing it. "Mr. Qin is doing business... in the north?"

"By chance, I found a way." Qin Yuan stopped there, his smile still relaxed. "If Mr. Fang is interested, when I return this time, I'll have a lot of rubles and some hot Russian goods. Perhaps... we can have a deeper collaboration?"

"For example, you could set up a branch in Yanjing, and we could work together to widen this 'waterway'? Or, since you have connections in the south, could you help me find some reliable, reasonably priced manufacturers of jeans and leather jackets? After all, that's what they value over there."

These few words, though seemingly casual, were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating huge ripples in Mr. Fang's heart!
This is hardly a simple mortgage loan.

This is clearly a stepping stone to a huge, yet underdeveloped, cross-border trade opportunity!

Moreover, the other party proactively proposed a framework for future cooperation—providing sources of goods and distribution channels!

Mr. Fang's heart began to beat faster than usual.

Five thousand yuan is a drop in the ocean for him.

More importantly, compared to the vast market in the Far East, this jade ruyi was utterly insignificant.

Once this path is opened, he will not only gain a ticket to potentially enormous wealth, but also make the acquaintance of a partner who seems to have great potential and courage!

Unbelievable, looking at Qin Yuan in front of me.

A hint of appreciation flashed deep in Mr. Fang's eyes. A few days ago, he thought this person was not worth mentioning, just a guy in Yanjing who was ambitious but had little ability.

But today, everything Qin Yuan revealed was so different.

Without much hesitation, a genuine smile appeared on his face as he extended his hand: "Mr. Qin, you're a man of few words! I'll take this deal! Five thousand yuan, but I don't want interest!"

Qin Yuan was somewhat surprised: "Mr. Fang, let's keep business as it is..."

"Let me finish speaking first," Mr. Fang interrupted him, saying directly:
“I’ll add another thousand dollars as my share. No matter how much or how little I make, just give me 10%.”

"As for the jade ruyi... never mind, a gentleman does not take what others love, and I trust Mr. Qin's character."

He said meaningfully, "I look forward to the results of Mr. Qin's 'opening the floodgates' initiative, and even more so to our subsequent... in-depth cooperation."

Qin Yuan had no reason to refuse, so he extended his hand and smiled, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you, Mr. Fang. You won't be disappointed."

Half an hour later, Qin Yuan and Da Binzi walked out of the revolving door of the Yanjing Hotel.

Qin Yuan carried six stacks of brand-new, thick "big unity" bills in his arms, and things went even more smoothly than he had expected.

Da Binzi was still somewhat dazed, feeling as if he were dreaming.

Standing under the neon lights, Qin Yuan glanced back at the brightly lit hotel building, a smile of almost gleeful control playing on his lips.

Five thousand yuan in start-up capital, in hand.

It was even a thousand yuan more than previously expected.

The big fish, a Hong Kong tycoon, has made his initial foray into the game.

By establishing a route through the Far East, they gained access to goods from the South.

It will not be difficult to monopolize the jeans and leather jacket trade in the entire Yanjing City in the future.

In this game of chess, the opening moves were entirely under my control.

He exhaled softly; the night breeze was cool, but it couldn't dispel the bright light in his eyes.

The game has only just begun, and he has already found the most fun way to play.

(End of this chapter)