"Hello?" Feng Yu grabbed the phone on the coffee table, crossed his legs, and leaned back on the sofa. Having a phone at home was indeed much more convenient. Fortunately, Li Shiqiang worked at the post and telecommunications office, so he could get it installed at the fastest speed. Even if others paid a high price, they still had to wait in line, as the post and telecommunications office was quite arbitrary, installing it only if they felt like it!
"Xiao Yu, Kirillenko's telegram has arrived. Should we prepare for it?" Li Shiqiang was very excited. Every time the Russian came, they made a fortune.
Feng Yu suddenly sat up straight: "Wait for me at the company, I'll be right there!"
After reading the telegram, Feng Yu asked someone to immediately invite a lawyer back. The telegram was simple: Kirillenko was bringing a team to China to examine the market and find a trade partner.
After Li Shiqiang heard Feng Yu's translation of the telegram, he asked worriedly, "Xiao Yu, it doesn't mention us here. Is he planning to do business with someone else?"
Feng Yu waved his hand: "This trade partner is definitely us! First, we've cooperated several times and know each other well; second, I speak Russian, which will save a lot of trouble in communication; third, he sent this telegram to us, which shows he has the intention to cooperate; finally, we now have the funds, and our positions are relatively equal. If he can come up with one million rubles, can't we come up with four million RMB?"
Seeing Feng Yu's confidence, Li Shiqiang's worries disappeared. Although Feng Yu was very young, his business acumen was far superior. Moreover, Feng Yu's predictions had never been wrong.
When he said that government bonds would be open for trading, they indeed were; when he said that electric fans would sell well, they indeed did. Now, saying that the Russians would cooperate with them, Li Shiqiang believed that the Russians would definitely cooperate with them!
After the lawyer arrived, Feng Yu closed the door and talked with him for a long time.
Feng Yu mainly wanted to understand some policies and whether his methods violated current laws. After understanding these, Feng Yu was even more excited about Kirillenko's arrival.
This time, Kirillenko brought a team of twelve people. Feng Yu and Li Shiqiang drove to the airport and only picked up half of them; the rest took a taxi back to the hotel.
"Brother Kirill, this big setup, you're planning to do big business, huh."
"Feng, I thought about what you said last time and decided to give it a try. But I don't represent just myself, so I can't make the decision alone." Kirillenko pointed to the people beside him, indicating that they were not just his subordinates but also his partners, and winked at Feng Yu subtly.
"Are you Feng Yu? The one Kirillenko said is a good friend? I don't care about your relationship, but if you want to do business with us, you need to show sincerity first," a young man beside Kirillenko said.
Feng Yu put down his cup: "Sincerity? What is sincerity?"
"These are the things we want. How much will you sell them to us for?"
Feng Yu picked up the paper and glanced at Kirillenko subtly. Weren't these the same items Kirillenko bought last time? The quantities were also interesting, about one-tenth of what he bought last time. It seemed that Kirillenko's business acumen wasn't very trustworthy.
"About 50,000 rubles. The quantity is too small, so it's hard to negotiate a lower price." Last time, it only cost Kirillenko 300,000 rubles, and the items on this list were worth about 30,000 rubles. Feng Yu deliberately quoted a higher price, knowing that Kirillenko had definitely manipulated the prices after returning home.
Hearing Feng Yu's quote, Kirillenko breathed a sigh of relief. Last time, he said the cost of the 300,000 rubles worth of goods was 470,000 rubles, thanks to the help of a good Chinese friend.
Now, Feng Yu's quote matched perfectly, and he didn't have to worry about his partners suspecting him.
Hmph, every time they came to China, he had to do all the work while the others waited at home to share the profits. Why shouldn't he get a larger share? Without him, and without his connection to Feng, could they have bought so many cheap Chinese goods?
The others nodded at each other. The prices of Chinese goods were indeed close to what Kirillenko had said, but even if Feng Yu was trustworthy, he still needed the qualifications to do business with them.
Kirillenko said that Feng Yu was very capable and knew many people in Harbin, but he needed to prove it.
Feng Yu looked at the young men and knew they were like Kirillenko, definitely the second generation of Soviet military families, with their noses in the air, yet eager to make money.
If Kirillenko was a money-bringer, then these people were like walking golden pigs!
Feng Yu only said one sentence, and they all believed he was a very capable person.
"Our Taihua International Trade Company is the first private company in Harbin to obtain an export trade license!"
Whether it was true or not, Feng Yu knew they wouldn't be able to verify it. He had to say it with confidence and authority to convince them.
Sure enough, they all looked amazed. So, the person Kirillenko found was really very capable!
"I have a question. You want to do business with us, but do you have the money? To help us procure goods, you need to have the funds. For business, a few hundred thousand rubles is too little. At least 500,000!"
Feng Yu put on a surprised expression: "500,000 rubles? You all, with so many people, only managed to gather this much? Didn't I tell Brother Kirill that you need at least one million rubles? If you only have this much, I think I should look for other partners."
Feng Yu thought that with so many people, they would definitely be planning a big business, but it turned out they were far worse than he imagined. It seemed he had overestimated these Soviet second-generation military families.
Kirillenko's friends all looked embarrassed. It wasn't easy for them to gather 500,000 rubles. The Soviet economy was even worse than China's, and they were just the second generation of military families, not rich second-generation families.
Kirillenko stood up to smooth things over: "Feng, my friend. We've cooperated several times, why not continue? And we have an advantage in transportation. We can get train cars from Harbin to Moscow. This time, we are very sincere. As long as it's not a banned item, you name it, and we can get it for you!"
The others also patted their chests, guaranteeing that there would be no problem as long as Feng Yu cooperated and provided the sought-after Chinese goods.
Feng Yu reluctantly agreed, and they all drank heartily.
After they were all drunk, Feng Yu pulled Kirillenko aside, and they whispered together.
Kirillenko put his arm around Feng Yu's shoulder, thanking him for saving face for him. There were people in the group with higher ranks than his father, who had always looked down on Kirillenko in the Soviet Union. They insisted on coming, thinking Kirillenko was up to something.
He expressed his willingness to continue cooperating with Feng Yu, as long as Feng Yu could come up with 50,000 rubles, and he would take care of the rest.
Feng Yu looked at Kirillenko seriously: "Brother Kirill, I wasn't joking earlier. I really have one million rubles. If you can really get the goods I want, let's sign the contract tomorrow!"
Kirillenko showed the surprised look Feng Yu had hoped for. Feng has one million rubles?!~~~ Kneeling for recommendations, I need to push a bit more, almost breaking through another level. Also, thank you, Brother Dajiang, and thank you for the generous donations and recommendations. Recommendations, please!~~