vrcanaries Chapter 536 Miss Umekawa Nei!
Chapter 536 Miss Umekawa Nei!
"These days, there are actually quite a few ways to make money and opportunities to capitalize on trends."
Zhong Yuemin then changed the subject, his tone becoming more suggestive.
"Since you're planning to go into business, you might as well broaden your horizons and be bolder. If you're going to do it, do it in areas that most people haven't even realized or ventured into yet."
"Things are valued for their scarcity. Less competition means greater profit margins and more substantial returns. Think about it, isn't that the truth?"
Ning Wei scratched his head, his face showing a mixture of confusion and honesty: "Brother Zhong, you know I know absolutely nothing about business. Just tell me straight, what's the best thing to do right now?"
“A reseller,” Zhong Yuemin uttered.
"A reseller?" Ning Wei didn't quite understand.
"Yes, it's a 'speculator'."
Zhong Yuemin explained,
"Our relationship with the Russians in the north has improved a lot now. Several ports in the northeast have been opened, and many people with a keen sense of business have gone to the other side to do business with the Russians."
He explained in detail:
"The Russians have a strong heavy industry, but their light industry is relatively weak. They are in great need of daily necessities and clothing. We can take our goods over and trade with them. I heard that some daring traders in Northeast China have even brought back Russian motorcycles, GAZ trucks, and even trucks."
"Brother Zhong, so you mean... I have to go to the Northeast?" Ning Wei asked.
"There's no need to go that far."
Zhong Yuemin waved his hand.
“There are direct international trains from Beijing to Moscow. If you want to do this, my factory has plenty of clothing and daily necessities. I’ll give them to you at cost price. You can load them onto the train, transport them there, and sell them. You can make a thousand or so yuan with one round trip. It’s quite easy.”
"Brother Zhong, is this money... really that easy to earn?" Ning Wei was tempted, but also felt uneasy because it seemed too easy.
"No matter how much I say, it's useless."
Zhong Yuemin laughed,
"You can ask around first. There should be quite a few middlemen in Beijing who do this kind of business. Go ask them about it, and if you think it's suitable, go and test the waters."
He paused, his tone becoming more serious:
"However, we must pay attention to safety. After all, we are going abroad and will be unfamiliar with the place. The security there is not as good as here. We must be more careful in everything we do."
He clearly remembered that a major robbery that shocked the world occurred on this international train in the early 1990s, but he couldn't say that now; he could only remind Ning Wei to be careful.
Ning Wei nodded solemnly:
"Brother Zhong, I understand. I'll go and find out what's going on."
Zhong Yuemin stayed at Ning Wei's house for a while longer, chatting about everyday things. About an hour later, he got up and left.
Once Zhong Yuemin left, Shanshan, who had been quietly listening, put down her work, walked over to Ning Wei, and asked with some concern:
"Brother Ning, are you really planning to... become this kind of 'middleman'?"
Ning Wei nodded, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes:
“I’ll find someone to check things out first. Brother Zhong won’t lie to me. If he says this line of work can make money, then it definitely can.”
"But... Brother Zhong also said there are risks, and we have to go abroad." Shanshan was still worried.
"What kind of risk is this?"
Ning Wei smiled, his tone carrying the calmness that comes from having faced life-or-death situations.
"It's not like we're going to war. I've survived countless bullets and shells, what's there to be afraid of?"
He looked at Shanshan, his face showing anticipation for their future life: "Shanshan, once this deal is done and we make money, we'll buy our own courtyard house outside, just the two of us, and then I'll marry you in a grand and glorious way."
Now he lives with his older brother's family. Although the house is big enough, he doesn't feel as comfortable and has many more concerns.
Shanshan's eyes instantly reddened, and her voice choked with emotion: "Brother Ning... I... I'm not good enough for you..."
Why bring this up?
Ning Wei grasped her hand, interrupting her.
"Let's not dwell on the past. Let's look forward together."
"Ok!"
Shanshan nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her face.
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The repair team from Xiao Rizi Meichuan Machinery Co., Ltd. finally arrived.
It was quite a large group, with more than twenty people in total.
At the airport, a vice minister from the Ministry of Commerce even personally greeted them. Meikawa Machinery is a well-known large company in the Japanese machinery industry, and the person leading the delegation was the company's vice president, the real second-in-command.
To the surprise of many, the vice president was actually a woman, and a tall and strikingly beautiful one at that.
Zhong Yuemin also went to the scene, not because he wanted to join in the fun, but because he was "invited" by his superiors. He was dressed in plain clothes and was inconspicuous in the crowd.
Qian Zhimin, who had come along, craned his neck to look and muttered to himself:
"Yuemin, this Japanese girl is quite attractive... it's just that her name sounds a bit strange."
He smacked his lips: "Mei Chuan Neiyi... not wearing underwear? Heh!"
"You mean... it's just fixing a machine, why is it such a big fuss? So many people came, and even the vice minister came to pick them up?" Qian Zhimin asked, somewhat puzzled.
Zhong Yuemin glanced at him and smiled:
"Repairing machines? That's just a side thing. I heard that Meichuan Company plans to invest in building a branch factory in Beijing. It's not a small-scale operation; the investment will be tens of millions of US dollars. Otherwise, why do you think the leaders of the ministry would make such a big fuss?"
"So that's how it is!" Qian Zhimin exclaimed in realization.
After picking them up and settling them into their hotel, a welcome banquet was naturally held that evening.
Zhong Yuemin didn't go to the main table. Instead, he found a seat at a nearby table. He wasn't interested in those empty social niceties; filling his stomach was the important thing.
After several rounds of drinks, Ms. Mei Chuan Neiyi, who had been sitting in the host's seat, gracefully rose with her wine glass in hand, walked across several tables, and went straight to Zhong Yuemin.
With a polite, just-right smile on her face, she gave a slight bow and spoke in fluent Mandarin:
"Mr. Zhong, I have long admired your name and have always hoped to meet you. Today, my wish has finally come true. I would like to propose a toast to you."
Zhong Yuemin also put down his chopsticks, stood up, picked up his wine glass, and gently clinked it against hers:
"Miss Meichuan, you're too kind. Please."
They both took a small sip.
Her action instantly attracted the attention of people at the main table and several other tables nearby.
Apart from a few people in the know, most of those present did not recognize Zhong Yuemin's true identity. Today, his identity was the same as Qian Zhimin's: an ordinary technical maintenance worker sent by Jianlibao Beverage Company to "accompany and pick up" him at the airport.
"Miss Meichuan, you flatter me."
Zhong Yuemin remained calm, but his mind raced. Judging from her tone, this woman seemed to know him quite well, yet the two had never met before.