Without realizing it, Kirilenko, who had already finished a bottle of Erguotou, raised an eyebrow: "What?"
"Brother Kirilenko, I have sinned; I deceived you," Feng Yu said with a look of deep regret.
"You deceived me? What do you mean?" Kirilenko shook his head, feeling utterly confused.
"Do you remember the goods you bought last time? Their actual value was less than 70,000, but I told you it was 80,000 yuan. I thought you wouldn't come back, so I wanted to make a little more. Now I feel very guilty, and I will return the money to you tomorrow. And this time, when you buy things, I promise not to charge you a single cent."
Li Shiqiang was still leisurely eating peanuts when he suddenly felt a cold wind. It was already June, where did this cold wind come from?
He looked up and saw that the Soviet bear seemed angry, glaring at Xiao Yu. Had the talks fallen apart?
"How could I have trusted you so much, and you actually deceived me! Our friendship should be as sweet and beautiful as the friendship between two countries, shouldn't it?"
"At that time, we weren't friends yet, right? Now that we are friends, I'm telling you the truth. If you don't want to recognize me as a friend after this, then so be it," Feng Yu said, feigning disappointment.
Kirilenko's mind began to work rapidly. The goods he took back last time had only quantities, no prices. He said they cost 80,000, but it was 80,000 rubles, not RMB. Although he gave some away, he also sold a lot and made a lot of money. This time, he came alone to keep others from knowing how cheap Chinese goods were. He wanted to make a lot more money, enough to buy a truckload of vodka and enjoy a couple of bottles every day.
If Feng Yu didn't help him, the goods he bought in China would inevitably be expensive, and he wouldn't have any profit when he returned home. He wanted to do this business long-term and had already arranged for a train car through connections.
No, Feng Yu couldn't be missing. It was just over 10,000 yuan, which was less than one-tenth of what he had earned. He would consider it as a hard-earned fee. But next time, he wouldn't cooperate with this guy again.
Thinking this, Kirilenko suddenly grinned, showing an ugly smile: "What are you talking about? Of course, I still consider you a friend. That 10,000 yuan was what you deserved. Between friends, we don't talk about that. Let's talk about what I want to buy this time."
Seeing the Soviet bear suddenly smile, Li Shiqiang finally relaxed. He had been worried that if the big bear attacked, he would have to fight back. It wasn't about whether he could win, but Kirilenko was a foreign guest, and Li Shiqiang would be at a disadvantage no matter what.
Feng Yu also smiled: "Alright, since you consider me a friend, I will help you get the best prices for whatever you want to buy. You can hire a translator to accompany you throughout."
Kirilenko waved his hand magnanimously: "No need, I trust you!"
After the meal, Kirilenko invited Feng Yu to stay at the International Hotel, saying they would talk more in the evening. Feng Yu told Li Shiqiang to pick him up at 8 a.m. the next day and to contact his friends at the supply and marketing cooperative to ask if there were any goods in stock.
"Dear Feng, do you want to try a cigar?"
Feng Yu smiled and waved his hand: "Not used to it."
"You have a lot of courage, I like you. This time I brought 300,000 rubles, and I want to spend it all. The sausages, canned goods, and candies from last time were all good, and the floral towels were very popular."
Floral towels? Oh, those were pillowcases! Never mind, if you want to call them towels, fine, you paid for them.
"No problem, just come with me tomorrow to see what you need. I'll help you negotiate the prices, and I guarantee they will be very favorable. But with so many items, how will you take them back?"
Feng Yu was curious; air freight would be too expensive.
"By train. I have a friend who helped me get a train car, so transportation isn't a problem. I'll be going back by train this time."
Feng Yu couldn't help but whistle. Having connections sure makes things easier. Look at how casually he talked about getting a train car, as if it were a cabbage from the market.
After a while, Kirilenko's thunderous snoring came from the bed, and Feng Yu regretted coming to the International Hotel. At least he shouldn't have agreed to share a room with Kirilenko; the snoring was like a chainsaw.
The next morning, Li Shiqiang came to pick them up, and the three of them went to the supply and marketing cooperative. Manager Su was already waiting at the door.
"Manager Su, we're back. Do you have any good recommendations this time?" Feng Yu asked, with a double meaning.
"Yes. Honey, canned goods, cookies, and milk powder. These can be discounted if bought in large quantities," Manager Su immediately listed some of the cooperative's unsold items.
Hmm, just as Li Shiqiang's comrade said. Feng Yu wanted to build a good relationship with Kirilenko, so he translated the truth directly.
Kirilenko looked at Feng Yu in surprise. Telling him these items were unsold and could be cheaper, did he not want to make money? A friend like this is definitely a friend!
"Sure, I'll take all of these. And these, these, and these too. I want all the items from last time, and you can mix them however you like."
"Manager Su, I can help you sell cookies and milk powder. How much loss will you give this time?"
"How much do you want?" Manager Su was a bit hesitant; this young man was too persistent.
Feng Yu compared the retail prices and gave all the items an 80% discount.
"Impossible, the price can't change."
"Manager Su, don't be so rigid. You're now operating independently; do you think we can't find out your purchase prices? And this time, we're buying a lot."
"No matter how much you buy, it can't be that cheap! How about this, I'll give you a 3% discount on the total price."
"What if we buy a million yuan worth of goods?" Feng Yu sat in the chair, crossing his legs.
"That's right. The person behind me is a big boss from the Soviet Union. He wants to transport a train car of goods back, and it will be at least a million yuan. If you can do it, great. If not, no problem, we'll go elsewhere. The goods might not be complete, but we can save a lot of money by visiting a few more places."
"Don't go elsewhere; where else can you find such a complete range of goods? Wait, I'll make some calls and ensure we have a million yuan worth of goods for you."
"Manager Su, I won't ask how much you're making, but can the price be a bit lower?"
"No problem, I'll discuss it with them and ensure you get the best price. We won't cheat our Soviet brothers."
Feng Yu turned to Kirilenko and said that Manager Su was contacting the salespeople of those goods to ensure the best prices this time, and Feng Yu emphasized again that he wouldn't take a single cent.
"No, no, dear Feng, I must pay you. How about 5%? You must ensure the quality, low price, and accurate quantity of the goods I buy."
Kirilenko suddenly became alert. Not taking money? How could that be? If Feng Yu cheated him, who would he turn to? No, he must pay him and sign a contract. If Feng Yu cheated him, he would go to the police!