By next year, Fang Chen estimates that the profit margin of each batch of goods will only be about double.

It still sounds good, but considering that this is international trade and the historical opportunity of the collapse of the Soviets, double the profit is really not much.

What Fang Chen can do is to loot as much ruble as possible from the pockets of Muscovites before the ruble is completely devalued.

So this time, he directly asked Ma Yun to order thirty wagons of goods.

This directly slammed Ma Yun to the wall!

Ma Yun's hair was about to turn gray, and as soon as Fang Chen touched the skin of his mouth, it tripled, but it was impossible for the manufacturer's production capacity to triple in such a short period of time, so he could only continue to find a new manufacturer.

All the companies in the Bingcheng Department Store that produce the products on his purchase list are about to be blown up by him, and he even has the illusion that Bingcheng has let him buy them out.

He really felt that it was so difficult to buy things.

Seeing that Ma Yun really had no choice, Fang Chen could only say that he could pull back as much as he could.

The result was okay, Ma Yun stubbornly scraped together enough goods for twenty train cars and sent them to Fang Chen.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of time, Fang Chen has to earn money before the depreciation of the ruble, and the paradox is that the corporate team needs enough time to grow.

If Fang Chen was given enough time to form a team for Ma Yun, it would be different.

Don't say much, if there can be one or twenty people under Ma Yun's hands, let alone thirty train cars, it is fifty cars, Fang Chen believes that Ma Yun can also get it.

It's a pity that this is just an if, Fang Chen has the heart to send Ma Yun's two colleagues back to China.

In the final analysis, this is Fang Chen's own problem, the problem is that he is too rich.

Well, that's right, it's also wrong to be too rich.

Since the reform and opening up, a group of people who have become rich in China have either started in industry, or they are all kinds of second generations, relying on reselling approvals, everyone is making money and making a lot of money, and they have no time to pay attention to Russia.

And in Russia, most of them are hard workers like Hu Chimin, who rely on their bodies to climb over and earn some hard-earned money, and those who can pull a train of wagons are a number of big masters.

After all, there are not many people who are worth millions in China now, and they are interested in being a fallen master.

But when it came to Fang Chen, the first two train cars, the second ten cars, and the third thirty cars, the ghost could keep up with the development speed of Shang Chen.

Fang Chen suddenly had an idea, he had no one in his hands now, but there were people in his country.

I don't care that there is a five-hour time difference between Moscow and China, and it should be eleven o'clock in the evening in China now, Fang Chen called Duan Yongping.

The phone rang a few times, and Duan Yongping's voice came from the other side of the phone, "Mr. Fang, why did you call me suddenly, it just so happens that I have something to report to you." ”

Fang Chen's head grew in an instant, and he said sharply: "Didn't I say it, all the company's affairs are up to you, and you don't need to report to me." ”

It's not that Fang Chen doesn't have a sense of responsibility, and it's not that Fang Chen is lazy.

I don't know if I was afraid that Fang Chen would not be at ease, or if I felt that Fang Chen's life in Russia was too comfortable, Duan Yongping called Fang Chen every once in a while.

At the beginning, it was the integration of the three Lianhua, and then it was a mess of trivial matters, such as Xiaobawang's sales, inventory, market growth rate, supplier supply, user feedback, new factory construction, etc.

Fang Chen felt that Duan Yongping was deliberate, these matters, he didn't want to know about them in China, and now that others were in Russia, he would report this to him if he was fine.

At this point, Fang Chen guessed correctly, Duan Yongping was deliberately angry with Fang Chen.

A bunch of domestic things, production, sales, integration of the three companies, as well as the design and construction of the new factory, although it is his responsibility as the general manager.

But when he thought that all such a big thing was provoked by Fang Chen, and Fang Chen patted his ass and went to Russia and threw all the things to him, he couldn't get angry.

And the most excessive thing is that even Xiaobawang has a New Year's holiday and starts work after the New Year, Fang Chen will not come back on such an important day.

"Old Duan, you now ask Chen Mingyong to come to Moscow with ten employees from the factory, preferably those in charge of sales and purchasing. Fang Chen said.

Well, that's right, Fang Chen just hit the idea on the little overlord.

He originally wanted ten purchases, but after thinking about it, there were less than fifteen people in Xiaobawang's procurement department, and if he pulled away ten purchases, that Duan Yongping would have to fight with him.

"Impossible!" Duan Yongping refused.

Now that he has finally cultivated some employees, how can he let Fang Chen be transferred to Russia, especially Chen Mingyong.

Now all the work in Yangcheng, including the original 500 employees of Lianhua, all rely on Chen Mingyong to maintain, Fang Chen transferred Chen Mingyong away, who is responsible for the work in Yangcheng

"Ten million!" Knowing that Duan Yongping would say this, Fang Chen said directly.

"What 10 million," Duan Yongping asked with a confused expression.

"Give me people, and I'll give Xiaobawang 10 million back. Fang Chen said.

After listening to Fang Chen's explanation, Duan Yongping was shocked that he almost didn't bite his tongue, there was still such a saying, in order to transfer Fang Chen, he really worked hard.

"Fifteen million!" Fang Chen continued.

Another five million!

Duan Yongping didn't catch his breath, he himself was a little suspicious that this person was made of gold.

After a few breaths, Duan Yongping opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Fang, I didn't mean that, people"

Duan Yongping was halfway through his words, Fang Chen said with some annoyance: "Twenty million, if you don't release people again, I won't give you a penny." ”

As soon as these words came out, Duan Yongping was anxious, "Twenty million, if you say yes, it's just 20 million, and I will let Chen Mingyong take someone to Russia tomorrow!"

Just kidding, he's stupid, 20 million for 11 people, a fool will not agree!

If Fang Chen agrees, he can move the entire little overlord to Russia!

"Mr. Fang, you won't lie to me, this Moscow is making money like this" Duan Yongping asked timidly, uncertainly.

This opening is 10 million, 20 million, how much money Fang Chen made in Moscow

How does he think that Fang Chen's trip to Moscow is more profitable than his work at home, and now Xiaobawang's monthly profit is only twenty or thirty million.

"Why am I lying to you, it's interesting, if you don't see the money tomorrow, you won't let people go. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Chen's voice paused, and he said proudly: "If you don't make money, you and I have nothing to do, and I have nothing to do, and I have been running thousands of kilometers away to walk my legs and play." ”

"You're amazing"

A series of sycophants who didn't want money slapped towards Fang Chen, and Fang Chen's heart was full of joy, and Duan Yongping put down the phone at this time.

Duan Yongping touched his chin, full of doubts, whether he was too stupid or the world was changing too fast, he really couldn't understand Fang Chen now.

Before Fang Chen said that he would go out to make money, he didn't care, and only under Fang Chen's threat did he make up enough 10 million for Fang Chen.

He thought that it would be good for Fang Chen to earn a few million, even if he lost him, it would not be strange, but now according to Fang Chen's tone, Fang Chen earned at least 100 million less in Russia, otherwise how could he be willing to shake his hand is 20 million.

After thinking about it for a long time, Duan Yongping shook his head helplessly, it was normal to not understand Fang Chen, how long had he ever understood Fang Chen.

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