"Mr. Zhou Ming, I advise you to consider my suggestions more. After all, there is no basic conflict of interest between us, and there is no need to be too rigid. Are you right? The most important thing is that as businessmen, we must always focus on interests. As long as we can earn more benefits for ourselves, what else can we not give up? Mr. Zhou Ming is a smart person and will definitely not make stupid decisions, right?"

Eugenes' voice said on the other end of the phone, and Zhou Ming sneered and said, "If Mr. Eugenes came to discuss cooperation sincerely, I would be very welcome, but it's a pity that Mr. Eugenes, you wasted your last chance because I am not the same as you."

Eugenes laughed: "Mr. Zhou Ming is still so humorous, but there is something you said right. I am indeed different from you, because you are a fool! When your Chelf market closes, find a place to cry!"

After saying that, Eugenes hung up the phone. When Du Peng and Su Han saw Zhou Ming put away the phone and rushed up to ask about the situation, Zhou Ming simply repeated Eugenes' words just now. Du Peng said in surprise: "What does this guy mean when he calls this?"

Zhou Ming thought for a while and replied: "It seems that Mr. Maita has finally started to attack the Chelf market."

Listening to Zhou Ming's answer, Du Peng and Su Han were both a little vague, but Zhou Ming did not explain much and took them back to Chelf Market directly.

Since this is now the only place in Northern Russia where old rubles can still be used, it is still popular. In order to maintain order in the market, the number of people entering the market is limited every day. When Zhou Ming and Su Han and Du Peng came here, they could see that there was already a long queue outside.

If someone else saw that his market was so hot, he would definitely be so happy that he would jump into the sky, but Zhou Ming frowned. Even Du Peng, who has always been lucky, asked Zhou Ming: "Zhou Ming, are you afraid of the hot business here? Because your warehouse can no longer keep up. If you suddenly lose stock, it will have a great impact on your reputation."

Du Peng is worthy of being a super rich man in the country in later generations. Although he is still young now, he still has a great vision. He saw the key to the problem at a glance.

For Zhou Ming now, what he wants is not to make money in the Chelf market. In fact, no matter how high the profit of selling daily necessities is, Zhou Ming still doesn't see it. All he wants is to use the reputation of the Chelf market to master the new ruble. But now if the Chelf market is out of stock, then the credibility he has established before may be ruined and may even cause other problems.

You should know that Northern Russia is a fighting nation called later generations, and its ideas are very extreme. Now I don’t know how many people have bought market stocks just to spend the old rubles in their hands. If they lose this advantage, these people will blindly sell their stocks, which will cause problems that are also very troublesome.

"If it's just like this, it's still a while, but you can't expect everyone else to be so honest!"

Zhou Ming sighed and then brought Su Han and Du Peng to the Market Management Office. They were originally here to find Director Qian, but they didn't expect that Li Cheng and Tong Gang were also here. Zhou Ming went over and asked, "Chairman Tong, Mr. Li, why are you here too? Is something happening?"

Li Cheng replied to Zhou Ming and said, "Something happened. Just this morning, someone bought our stock of 50,000 new rubles in one breath."

Zhou Ming raised his eyebrows. In order to prevent the scalper problem, Chelf market initially stipulated that it would spend the old ruble to hold stock shares, which means that the more stocks you buy, the more old ruble you can spend. Now, there are indeed many remaining old rubles in Northern Russia, but most of them are in the hands of ordinary people. After all, powerful people have already replaced the old ruble with their power, so how could they even let it go and rot?

So for ordinary people, how could they take out so many new rubles to buy stocks at once? This is so strange, the only explanation is that someone did this on purpose.

"Then how much goods did this person who bought so many of our new rubles stocks now?" Zhou Ming asked.

Li Cheng replied to Zhou Ming that it was still under statistics. After a few minutes, Director Qian of the Management Office ran over with a document. Seeing that Zhou Ming was about to say hello here, Zhou Ming waved his hand and asked him to talk about the serious business. Director Qian then realized that he said to Zhou Ming: "The statistics are out. The person who bought 50,000 new rubles stocks was an American named Jim. He just bought 13 million old rubles goods."

If there was a last bit of luck before, it disappeared after Director Qian gave the answer, because the two conditions of an American and 13 million were combined, the essence of the matter was undoubtedly the knife that Maita stabbed in secret, in order to make the Chelf market run out of stock.

"This damn American, this is so beautiful to use! " Zhou Ming cursed.

...

At the same time, at Villa No. 8 where Mr. Maita is located, a large truck full of cargo followed the door of the villa behind a Lincoln car, Maita and Davide greeted him at the door of the villa.

Lincoln's sedan was parked in front of the two of them. William got out of the car and said happily: "Mr. Maita, I'm back. Today I went to the Chelf Market to buy more than 10 million old rubles. I didn't encounter any problems during this period. I loaded this car with a full car. I just don't know what we should do next?"

"It's a good job," Maita glanced at the truck and said, "But it's a pity that we are not a grocery seller. Next, we will distribute these things to the poor in Northern Russia, and think that we are doing some charity here."

William nodded and said yes, turning around and going back to the car. Maita stopped him and asked, "How is the situation in the Chelf market now?"

"Our people are still purchasing there, but there are many people in the Chelf market, and it may take some time to complete it," William replied.

Maita nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, so let's leave it to William here. As long as the purchase is completed, the things will be shipped to you. They will be distributed to the poor in Northern Russia. You can get as much as you buy. Don't worry about the money or stop. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Maita, I know what to do."

After saying this to Maita, William took back to the car and left with a big truck. Looking at William's back as he left, Davide said to Maita: "Mr. Maita, that's fine. According to Eugenes, he and Zhou Ming have broken down. Zhou Ming's train is still in China. Even if he can force the border to transit through diplomatic means, it will take a long time to stay in Siberia."

Davide said this and thought about it for a while, then said, "But Mr. Maita, I heard that the Chinese Zhou Ming was contacting people like Ilbedov and Sergevsky recently. Do you think they are thinking about what way to deal with Eugenes?"

"It's a very bold idea to kill Eugenes and replace someone who can help them."

Maita smiled and then he changed the subject and said, "It's just that they have no time to do this, right?"

Davide smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Maita, as for the current storage in the Chelf market, William goes to pick up goods every day, no more than three days, and they will be out of stock."

"As long as they cut off the goods, the Chelf market will be discredited," said Maita.

The news also reached the Mlin at the first time. It was Eugenes who brought the news to Mr. President Nikolavic. The middle-aged man with a nouveau riche was sitting opposite Nikolavic, throwing a grape into his mouth, and then saying to Nikolavic: "That's how it is, my Mr. President. Once the Chelf market is cut off, there will definitely be a stock selling trend."

"Thank you very much for Mr. Eugenes for bringing me this news. It's so important," Nikolavic said. "Once this selling trend starts, it is very likely to cause turmoil, which is definitely not allowed!"

Nikolavic said this, but in the end he still doubted: "But Mr. Eugenes, as far as I know, Zhou Ming is very smart. Do you think there may be other development directions in this situation?"

Eugenes laughed and said, "Mr. President, you think too much of Zhou Ming. He is just a speculator. How can he do anything? He can't make something out of thin air. I can tell Mr. President you responsibly that as long as I, the master of Siberia, will he be unable to make up his goods in a short time!"

"That's great, I'm relieved."

Nikolavic said relieved, but he was always worried in his heart, and always felt that things could not be so smooth. However, now he didn't know that his worries were actually praying for blessings to Zhou Ming.

...

Back at the airport in Crisco, a flight that flew out of the country landed on the runway. When the plane stopped, the passenger elevator bus came to transport passengers and walked off the plane.

Two similar-looking Chinese people got off the plane, and the slight cool breeze made them shivering unconsciously. One person immediately complained: "This damn Northern Russia, has it started to get colder in August? It turns out that it is northerly northerly than the northeast! But brother, are we really going to find Mr. Zhou Ming here? Do I know that this is a country bigger than our country!"

Another said: "Of course, we all have come here. Do we return home without doing anything? I can't do this."

"Brother, I just said that, let's go now. I remember you said that Mr. Zhou Ming was in what Chelf market, right?"

"That's right."

The two brothers were talking while following the crowds out of the airport. The two brothers were none other than Zhou Ming, who had helped Zhou Ming, and his younger brother Xia Kun.
Chapter completed!