I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

Pear.

Zhao Yike sat at her desk, her computer screen displaying a briefing that Jiang Dongmei had just sent.

One line of text in particular caught her attention—

"The market for Codonopsis pilosula in Qingshun County remains enthusiastic, and farmers continue to expand their cultivation."

She stared at it for a long time, a smug smile appearing on her lips.

"Very good. This is the situation I wanted to see."

Plant like crazy! The more you plant, the happier I'll be.

"When prices plummet, you'll be crying to He Ying!"

She muttered to herself, as if she could see He Ying's disheveled appearance when she fell...

After a while.

She opened another folder and brought up the shipping records.

Two channels – a company within the province and a company in Hong Kong.

The two lines run parallel, do not intersect, and each goes its own way.

Clean and neat

This is exactly the result she wanted!

She quickly went through the numbers:

Eighty percent have already been sold off, and the remaining twenty percent are still sitting in the warehouse, ready to be sold at the highest price.

She picked up her phone and dialed Jiang Dongmei's number.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

"That's fine. Have you read the briefing?"

"I saw it." Zhao Yi leaned back in his chair. "Are they still expanding planting in Shuangqiao Town?"

"They're still expanding. Bai Jiangfei reported this morning that after the holiday, several farmers turned over land they originally planned to plant corn to plant ginseng. Prices are high now, and they're completely ignoring risk warnings."

Zhao Yike's lips twitched slightly.

"Then let them keep expanding. The more they expand, the worse the fall will be."

She paused for a moment, then gave a cold laugh:

"Make arrangements to clear out the remaining 20% ​​of stock as soon as possible. Don't drive the price down too much, but don't wait for the peak either; sell it when it's close to the top. Time is more important than price."

Jiang Dongmei paused for a moment on the other end of the phone:

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements."

After hanging up the phone.

Zhao Yike looked at the shipping record again, then mentally reviewed the whereabouts of the remaining 20% ​​of the goods—

A batch can still be shipped through channels within the province, and the rest will be shipped through Hong Kong.

If we proceed along both lines simultaneously, we should be able to clear the area within three days.

She confirmed the time, then picked up her phone, found Zeng Siming's number, and pressed the call button.

The phone rang three times before it was answered.

"Sister Zhao."

Zhao Yike skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point:

"How's the shipping progress on your end?"

"There's one batch left, about 15% of the total. The buyer has already been contacted, and the agreed time is three days from now."

"The time has been moved up to tomorrow."

Zhao Yike's tone left no room for negotiation:

"The price can be reduced by half a percent, making buyers feel like they're getting a good deal. But the goods must be sold out by tomorrow."

Zeng Siming was silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone:

"Sister Zhao, if we ship the goods tomorrow, the market in the provincial capital might react..."

"That's something you need to consider," Zhao Yike interrupted him. "Prices are high, and buyers are all waiting and seeing. If you sell your goods, they'll be more anxious. You think the market will collapse, but that's something that happens after you've sold your goods."

Zeng Siming was silent for a moment, then replied, "Okay, I'll arrange it."

Zhao Yike did not hang up the phone.

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, spread a message in the provincial capital. It doesn't need to be too specific, just say that someone is cashing out at the high price, and the price of Codonopsis pilosula might not last long."

Zeng Siming asked, "Releasing it now?"

"Right now, the more chaotic the market, the better."

Zhao Yike's voice carried a clear hint of laughter:

"Once the goods are sold and the news has spread, we can call it a day."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Zeng Siming said:

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yi checked the timeline in her mind—

Tomorrow we'll clear out the inventory and release the news simultaneously, then cut off all distribution channels.

Bai Jiangfei, Lao Liu, Zeng Siming, and Jiang Dongmei each only know the line in their hand; no one can see the entire chessboard.

This was a rule she set from day one of planning.

……

In Hong Kong, Zeng Siming sat for a long time after hanging up the phone before moving.

He looked up at the clock on the wall—it was two o'clock in the afternoon, and the provincial capital's medicinal herb market was still open.

He picked up the cell phone specifically used for operating underground channels, found an unnumbered number, dialed it, and it was answered after two rings.

He gave a few instructions in Cantonese, the gist of which was to spread a message in the provincial capital's medicinal herb circle, saying that "someone is dumping their stock at a high price, and the price of Codonopsis pilosula won't last long."

The other party didn't ask any further questions, just said "okay," and then hung up.

Zeng Siming put down his phone, picked up his everyday phone, opened his contact list, found the buyer's number he had previously agreed on, and reconfirmed the time, quantity, and price for tomorrow morning.

The other person hesitated for a moment on the phone and asked:

"The time has been moved up, could you lower the price a bit more?"

Zeng Siming paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

He knew this wasn't the ideal time to ship the goods, but Zhao Yike said to ship them all by tomorrow, so he would ship them all by tomorrow.

……

Meanwhile, the provincial capital's medicinal herb market.

Around 3 PM, several familiar faces who had been in the business of selling Codonopsis pilosula for years met at the teahouse. Someone said something like:

"Have you heard? A company is dumping a lot of stock?"

Another person chimed in, "I've also heard rumors that the price has hit its limit."

"So what do we do? Should we order more stock?"

"The wind direction is wrong, let's stop for now!"

"What about the goods we have? Should we sell them immediately?"

"Wait two more days and see how it goes. If it really doesn't work out, we'll sell it..."

The group started discussing amongst themselves...

The news spread like wildfire, reaching several major trading circles in less than half a day.

At the close of trading that day, although the price of Codonopsis pilosula did not fall significantly, the trading volume shrank noticeably.

Several merchants who originally planned to restock have given up.

The news reached Qingshun County in the evening.

Wang Desheng stared at the significantly reduced trading volume on the transaction record.

I sat in the office for a while, then called Du Yuming:

After listening, Du Yuming remained silent for two seconds:

"Keep an eye on it."

After hanging up the phone.

He forwarded the message to He Ying, adding, "The market situation has changed."

He Ying was eating in the cafeteria when she received the message.

She looked down at the line of text but didn't reply immediately.

She guessed in her heart that Zhao Yike had begun to make a move.

They sell off their stock, spread rumors, create panic, and then clear out their inventory and leave.

This is her usual rhythm.

He Ying put her phone back on the table, picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth and chewed slowly, without showing any unusual behavior.

Zhao Yike is making her move; she's waiting for the announcement of the guaranteed price.

Within three days, once the announcement is released, no matter how panicked the market is, farmers will have a sense of security.

At least, Qingshun County won't face an uncontrollable situation...