The Disintegration Of Mao Xiong: I Am An Oligarch And I Drive An Aircraft Carrier To Go Fishing

"Fu Meng, I'm your father, listen, your eldest nephew..."

After finishing speaking in a few words, the old man turned his head and said to Chen Feng without changing his expression, "Just bring the goods to your fourth uncle!"

"Come on, your fourth uncle wants to have a word with you!" With that said, the old man handed the phone to Chen Feng.

The last time Chen Feng sneaked to Suihe, he didn't disturb Fourth Uncle because he knew that he didn't even write a word at that time.

But this time it is different, the goods have been completed, and the convoy to the station has also been completed.

Chen Feng answered the phone and shouted confidently: "Fourth Uncle, it's me, Xiao Feng!"

"Hahaha! Xiaofeng, I just heard from your grandfather that you can do such a big thing quietly!"

"Hey, I just messed around with my random thinking before, and I have to rely on the help of my fourth uncle for the rest of the matter."

"What do you say in the family? I will put this matter first! When will you come over?"

"The day after tomorrow, leave on Tuesday morning and arrive in the evening."

"Okay, come, let's meet and discuss in detail!"

...

I chose Tuesday because the Longsu International Freight Train passed Suihe Station every Wednesday.

I need to reserve a day for my fourth uncle to take care of everything.

Early on Tuesday morning, Chen Feng left the house directly.

He didn't follow his mother's instructions and took the sleeper train to go there.

Instead, he got on the big truck of the sixty-five team and personally escorted the truck!

This is also Chen Feng's statement, a declaration.

This business was won by me, Chen Feng, and I will be responsible from the beginning to the end!

It is not easy to sit in a big bumpy truck, but Chen Feng resisted the ups and downs in his stomach and came to Suihe City again on Tuesday night!

This batch of canned yellow peaches was directly unloaded at the warehouse of the railway station, which was also the greeting that the fourth uncle Chen Fumeng had sent in advance.

After settling down the convoy drivers, Chen Feng went to the "home" of the fourth uncle in the regiment!

Stationed at the border all year round, it is impossible for Chen Fumeng to return to Fengtian as often as ordinary office workers.

The army regiment headquarters on the border is his home!

The night in Suihe City is much colder than that in Fengtian, with minus 20 degrees and a strong northeasterly wind. If you stay outdoors for a few more minutes, you will feel that you can't control your hands and feet at all.

But after getting off the military jeep, Chen Feng noticed that the sentries were still standing straight in the cold night sky, and he couldn't help admiring them!

The fourth uncle came downstairs to take Chen Feng back to the house, and the orderly also brought the warm dumplings that had been prepared earlier to the table.

After all, he hadn't had a bite of hot food since morning. After Chen Feng pulled a large plate of dumplings, Chen Fumeng dismissed the orderly and took him into the study.

"Xiaofeng, if the old man hadn't called me, I really don't believe that you did it alone."

As soon as he sat down, Chen Fumeng sighed: "Nineteen years old, you have this execution ability. If you knew it earlier, you should also join the army like me. What high school do you still have?"

"Fourth uncle, don't praise me, I can't bear the suffering of the army."

The age gap between Chen Feng and the fourth uncle is actually not that big, and it is much easier to talk to him than with his father and uncle, so he said in a relaxed tone: "The next batch of cans will be sold with the help of my fourth uncle. It's gone!"

"Tell me about your thinking." When talking about serious business, Chen Fumeng's expression instantly became serious, and the majesty of the head of the army also naturally radiated from all around!

"I plan to ship this batch of goods directly to Moscow..."

These plans were already arranged by Chen Feng, and he threw them out in a calm manner.

Canned fruit in Suzhou is not as restrictive as controlled products such as vodka, and there is no need to enter state-run stores to go through formal procedures.

What Chen Feng considered was that he only needed to send the goods to Moscow and contact the big local "distributors".

After the negotiation is over, make a one-time sale, and then pay for the delivery.

As long as the first sale goes well, Lao Maozi's "dealer" has tasted the sweetness.

Then you don't have to take the initiative yourself later, the other party must be begging you to supply them with more quantities and more types of goods!

However, Chen Feng himself does not have this connection.

This requires the help of my fourth uncle Chen Fumeng.

Of course, Chen Feng has long heard about old men who like to take kickbacks, forcefully lower prices, and even procrastinate without paying money.

Absolutely avoid this phenomenon!

Otherwise, if you want to get the payment for the goods and settle it with the Happy Cannery before the Chinese New Year, you will be in vain!

Therefore, this "dealer" must have sufficient ability and be trustworthy!

"There is nothing wrong with your thinking."

After listening, Chen Fumeng nodded slightly, and said, "I don't know anyone directly in Moscow. But..."

"Ordinary Moscow peddlers dare not eat your goods at all!"

"Right now, within Su, only the military has the guts to dump our Long Kingdom's products on a large scale."

"As long as you deal with the military personnel and let them go to the 'dealer', you don't have to worry about the rest!"

"Well, who should I contact, Fourth Uncle?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you something about the Soviet military."

Chen Fumeng was clearly prepared, he took a sip of tea before continuing.

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