Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

After Uncle Da was eliminated, the remaining three people, Zhao Zhuo, Sun Xiaoyu, and Liu Hao, once again received a blank piece of paper for the second round of bidding.

Liu Hao looked at Zhao Zhuo with some gloom and uncertainty, thinking secretly in his heart.

Although his bid of 10,000 kilograms of bread allowed him to successfully defeat Uncle Da, Liu Hao was really unsure about Zhao Zhuo's canned salted fish.

After all, the price of this kind of thing is not as easy as the clothes sold by Sun Xiaoyu.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Hao gritted his teeth and signaled the translator to write a series of numbers on the paper.

Sun Xiaoyu also looked a little confused. After thinking about it again and again, he solemnly gave a number.

Zhao Zhuo, however, was not like the two of them. He didn't even think about it. He just filled in the numbers he had thought of when he got the paper, looking calm and relaxed.

For a moment, the three people had different expressions and looked like all living beings.

And Kirill is naturally the most calm and composed one.

When all three of them had finished writing, Kirill motioned to Sholokhov to put away the three pieces of paper and read one by one:

"Liu Hao, fifteen thousand catties of bread."

"Sun Xiaoyu, nine thousand cotton-padded clothes."

"Zhao Zhuo, fifteen thousand bottles of canned salted fish."

After listening to the bids from the three companies, Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly and already had a rough judgment on the situation on the field.

Sun Xiaoyu's first bid of 8,000 cotton-padded clothes was almost the highest price she could pay.

Therefore, in the second round of bidding, Sun Xiaoyu could only add one thousand more items.

Even if Sun Xiaoyu can survive to the third round, it will probably only be an additional thousand pieces.

Ten thousand cotton-padded coats is the highest price Sun Xiaoyu can give, and there can be no more.

The 10,000 kilograms of bread that Liu Hao sold obviously did not reach his limit.

However, because he didn't know Zhao Zhuo's psychological bottom line, Liu Hao added another five thousand pounds just to be on the safe side.

Looking at Liu Hao's gnashing of teeth, Zhao Zhuo understood clearly that Liu Hao's mental limit was probably 20,000 kilograms of bread.

After all, the market price of 20,000 kilograms of bread is 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. Add in the freight, and there is not much profit left in this business.

For a time, the three families were either happy or sad.

After hearing the second round of offers, Kirill couldn't help but think about it.

According to the general trading situation, the current bids from these three companies are enough to replace five trucks.

But according to the rules, there is still a third round of bidding.

In other words, Kirill can get even more.

It is precisely because of this that Kirill fell into a little trouble with happiness.

Despite his calm temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little proud of the good idea he had come up with.

After thinking about it for a while, Kirill made a decision in his mind:

"I announce that the person eliminated in the second round of bidding is...Ms. Sun Xiaoyu."

Hearing the news, although Sun Xiaoyu was a little helpless, he had already been mentally prepared, so he just nodded lightly and said nothing more.

After all, even if she made it to the third round of bidding, she still wouldn't be able to get these five trucks if she only added a thousand cotton-padded clothes.

In this way, only Liu Hao and Zhao Zhuo are left to compete.

Liu Hao originally had a fantasy that he and Sun Xiaoyu would be left alone in the end.

In this way, Liu Hao would naturally be sure of victory.

But things didn't go as planned, and in the end, the only person left was Zhao Zhuo, whom Liu Hao was least willing to face.

Now, Liu Hao had to rack his brains again.

Mainly because Zhao Zhuo’s canned salted fish is so difficult to value!

Liu Hao simply didn't know how much bread he should give out to ensure he could win against Zhao Zhuo.

After thinking for a while, Liu Hao gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, indicating to the translator to write a number.

After finishing writing, Liu Hao looked at Zhao Zhuo subconsciously, with a look of pride in his eyes.

"Hmph, let's see how you fight me!"

Liu Hao thought to himself.

The price offered this time was already the limit of what Liu Hao could achieve.

Even Liu Hao couldn't help but feel a little sick when he thought of so much bread.

Zhao Zhuo naturally noticed Liu Hao's provocative expression, but he looked indifferent.

Then, Zhao Zhuo whispered instructions in Yalikov's ear. Hearing this, Yalikov subconsciously looked at Zhao Zhuo in surprise, as if to confirm what Zhao Zhuo said.

Zhao Zhuo gave Yalikov a calm look, and then nodded lightly.

Yalikov solemnly wrote a number on the paper with an uncertain expression.

Liu Hao, who was on the opposite side, saw the actions of the two men and suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

However, the price he gave has already reached the highest level, and there is really no room for raising the price further, so we can only wait for the final announcement.

Zhao Zhuo signaled to Sholokhov that he had finished writing.

Upon seeing this, Sholokhov put away the two pieces of paper in front of Zhao Zhuo and Liu Hao.

"Liu Hao, twenty-two thousand catties of bread!"

Upon hearing this number, everyone present except Zhao Zhuo could not help but open their mouths in surprise.

No one expected that Liu Hao would dare to raise the price to such a high price.

Even Zhao Zhuo, although he didn't show it, was a little surprised in his heart.

According to Zhao Zhuo's guess, the highest price Liu Hao could offer should be about 20,000 kilograms of bread.

Zhao Zhuo did not expect the final price of 22,000 kilograms.

At this time, although Liu Hao looked proud on the surface, his liver was trembling in his heart.

Originally, his highest psychological price was 20,000 kilograms of bread! But because of the threat brought by Zhao Zhuo, Liu Hao had to increase the price by another two thousand kilograms of bread.

In this way, even if Liu Hao can complete this business, he will not make any money at all.

The cost of 22,000 kilograms of bread, plus the high shipping costs, is already pretty good without losing money.

On the other side, after being surprised, the old man and Sun Xiaoyu wanted to understand something, and looked at Liu Hao with somewhat unkind, even hostile eyes.

After all, everyone relied on price differences to do business in the Soviet Union.

Now that Liu Hao has raised the price so high and engaged in vicious competition among peers, future business, at least in the Dala Automobile Factory, will be very difficult.

Liu Hao could no longer care about the looks directed at him.

He was now staring closely at Sholokhov, wanting to know what Zhao Zhuo's bid was.

Here, Sholokhov continues to read.

After seeing Zhao Zhuo's bid, Sholokhov's pupils shrank instantly, obviously extremely surprised.

After a pause for about a second or two, Sholokhov said slowly:

"Zhao Zhuo, 30,000 bottles of canned salted fish!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this number.

He was really stunned, and the whole place fell into silence.

It took several seconds for everyone to react. For a moment, everyone present had different expressions and it was extremely exciting.