Chen Donghui and Liu Jinquan drove to the hotel and met Song Tao, the manager of Shengming Farm.

Song Tao knew at a glance that he was a person who had worked hard in the business for many years, and there was a kind of tactfulness in his wisdom, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly offered Chen Donghui a price, 800 yuan per ton, and they wanted all the corn.

Liu Jinquan felt that Song Tao didn't know about the sale of corn at a low price at the train station today, and he should still be able to raise the price, asking Song Tao for 1,000 yuan per ton, and complained to Song Tao that the cost price would be 1,500 yuan per ton, and 1,000 yuan was already the price of jumping, and he didn't know how much he would have to pay after this battle.

Song Tao was sure of them and resolutely stopped raising the price, but told them that if the price was right, they could cooperate for a long time in the future.

Liu Jinquan wanted to talk about it again, but Chen Donghui gritted his teeth and clapped the board, just 800 yuan per ton!

This is also 300 yuan per ton more than the price auctioned to the fish boss, so that more than 3,000 tons will be less than 1 million yuan less!

Besides, 500 yuan per ton was sold to the fish boss, and they even took advantage of the fire to rob and lower the price!

Song Tao came with an official seal and signed a contract with Chen Donghui on the spot.

The next day, a large number of people rushed to Haitong Wharf to continue to lower prices with Chen Donghui, but learned that overnight, these thousands of tons of corn had been sold!

There is no cheap corn to buy, and the fish bosses are all sad and regretful!

Fortunately, Song Tao of Shengming Farm was very reliable, and after the corn was shipped away, he paid the cash immediately.

At this point, the battle is finally over.

Excluding Liu Jinquan's loss, Chen Donghui himself lost about four million!

This batch of corn is all paid first, if the supply of rice is forced to pay, Chen Donghui will have to go bankrupt immediately, and if he is accused in court, he is likely to have to suffer a lawsuit!

That night, Chen Donghui, Liu Jinquan, Shen Xiaojun, and Yang Qingfang found a small restaurant to drink.

After this serious loss, everyone's emotions are very depressed, Chen Donghui and Liu Jinquan are better, when have Yang Qingfang and Shen Xiaojun seen so much money, let alone losses, it feels like the sky has fallen, and there is no way to return to the sky!

After three rounds of drinking, Liu Jinquan asked Chen Donghui: "Brother Chen, this transaction has suffered a miserable loss, what are you going to do?"

Chen Donghui lifted a glass of beer, shook it in his hand, and said to Liu Jinquan: "Manager Liu, I will never leave Qinggang, if I fall here, I will get up here!"

Yang Qingfang persuaded: "Donghui, we have lost too much, millions, how can we pay it back! I think, otherwise our brothers will go to the south, even if they call the police, the south is so big, the police will not be able to catch us." I still remember Luo Wenbin's kid, who also fled from the Dongjiang River to the south before, and he has been mixed for a few years, you see how good people are. ”

Shen Xiaojun understood Chen Donghui, and said silently: "Donghui, what do you say, I will do what with you, no matter what you do, I don't care." ”

"Qingzi, Xiaojun, Manager Liu, I have a bold idea. Chen Donghui said.

"Ah, what do you think?" Liu Jinquan was a little afraid of Chen Donghui's thoughts.

"Donghui, you say. Shen Xiaojun's gaze was firm.

Yang Qingfang poured a glass of beer into his stomach violently, his eyes lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Manager Liu, I'm going to go to Dalian and buy all their backlog of corn!" Chen Donghui said with a firm gaze.

The three of them were a little stunned when they heard this, and they didn't react for a while.

Yang Qingfang first asked, "Donghui, what are you talking about?"

Liu Jinquan also shook his head with a solemn face: "Donghui, your idea of wanting to copy the bottom is very powerful, but I think it may be useless for you to copy the bottom this time." If people don't eat chickens for a day, corn won't be sold at a high price for a day, and just by selling it to pigs, cattle and fish, they will definitely lose more and more!"

Shen Xiaojun didn't speak, but he somewhat agreed with Chen Donghui's idea.

However, what he thinks differently from Chen Donghui is that he thinks that this is already the case anyway, it's a big deal to fight to the death, where else can he lose if he loses?

Chen Donghui is not blindly copying the bottom, he believes that this chicken feed incident is definitely not a simple chicken feed incident. Now more than a week has passed, and the entire broiler market has collapsed, and the state will definitely not sit idly by!

As long as the broiler market is revived, there will definitely be a vengeance increase in the price of corn!

"Manager Liu, do you still need to think about it?" Chen Donghui felt that Manager Liu was very righteous and wanted him to seize this opportunity.

Liu Jinquan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Hey, Donghui, I don't have as much courage as you, this time it's really the biggest heel I've planted in business for so many years, and I will never touch corn again in the future." ”

Now that Liu Jinquan has made up his mind, Chen Donghui is not reluctant, he raised his glass and said, "Manager Liu, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future." ”

Liu Jinquan and Chen Donghui touched their wine glasses and said with admiration: "Donghui, you are really the most courageous person I have ever met, awesome! Although to be honest, you still have to buy corn, I really don't think about you, but I believe that even if you plant this business, you will definitely be able to rise in the future! In our era, only a brave person like you can make a lot of money!"

"Hehe, don't say it, let's go!" Chen Donghui drank the beer!

Early the next morning, Chen Donghui asked Yang Qingfang to stay in Qinggang to look after his family, he went to Dalian, Shen Xiaojun went to Jinan, and the soldiers were divided into two ways to purchase corn, no matter how much, all of them were collected!

However, the condition is that all the payment plus the last payment will be paid in one lump sum after three months!

Chen Donghui believes that in the current situation of unsalable corn in the country, foreign trade is eager to sell the backlog of inventory, although this condition is very harsh, but they will definitely accept it!

Chen Donghui first took a train to Beijing, from where he transferred to Dalian.

In Beijing, Chen Donghui spent a day to see what China's heart looks like, and also hoped to learn some of the latest news about the broiler market in Beijing.

However, Chen Donghui did not expect that in 1990, when Qinggang had begun to develop slowly, Beijing would still be so dilapidated!

In China's capital, most of them are still square courtyards, or tube buildings, there is no International Trade Center Building, no CCTV Tower, no SOHO Modern City, and the various ministries and commissions of the State Council are almost still stuck to the old houses of the 50s that have not been renovated, the Asian Games Village exists, but the car trading market does not exist, Zhongguancun is still "a street" rather than a "park", and the police clothes are still green.

Chen Donghui deliberately took a taxi to the Old Summer Palace. At this time, no one patronized the Old Summer Palace at all, it was really a barren place, there were fields on the side, and after the autumn harvest, only the barren grass remained, and no one managed the overgrown Old Summer Palace, which was desolate and cold.

In the taxi, Chen Donghui wanted to talk about the economic situation with the Beijing taxi driver, who is estimated to be the most capable in China, but this dark-skinned driver in his forties was not willing to talk about what Chen Donghui said.

Regardless of whether Chen Donghui wanted to listen or not, the taxi driver told Chen Donghui that the martial law of more than seven months had ended, and the governments of more than 20 countries had jointly bullied China, refused to allow Chinese leaders to visit, and did not let their businessmen play with China.

Chen Donghui stayed at the Beijing International Hotel, a stone's throw from the Forbidden City, which opened in 1987 and was one of the best hotels in Beijing at that time.

In the evening, Chen Donghui took a minibus to Peking University.

Coincidentally, tonight, Peking University is holding a poetry festival, and invited the poets of the Hazy School to comment on behalf of Beidao and recite poems!

Chen Donghui knows that in this era, Beidao is the idol of all confused youth, and he is also one of the most influential poets in modern China!

With admiration, Chen Donghui also went to admire the demeanor of Beidao.

The poetry festival was held in an auditorium, and the people from the Peking University Poetry Society and the Student Union knew that today's event would definitely be unprecedentedly popular, and set up a picket team in advance to maintain order, but they still couldn't stop the people without tickets from breaking through the windows!

Chen Donghui also followed a few college students into the hall through the window and saw the legendary North Island.

At the end of the festival, it was finally time for the North Island to read the poems.

Kitajima, who was thin and thin, with a pair of eyes, and a calm and slightly gloomy expression, stepped onto the podium, and the scene immediately erupted into a tsunami-like shout!

Everyone stood up excitedly, unable to restrain themselves!

Finally, when the scene fell silent, Kitajima began to speak, and said in his unique and special voice: "Today is a poetry festival, but I am not going to read poetry, I want to read a passage from my essay "The Polish Visitor". ”

There was a deathly silence at the scene, and countless students pricked up their ears.

"Then we had dreams,

About Literature,

About love,

About a trip through the world.

Nowadays we drink late at night,

The cups touch together,

It's all the sound of broken dreams. ”

After reciting this passage, Kitajima said in his peculiar deep voice: "The age of poetry has passed, and poetry is dead. ”

Chen Donghui saw that after Beidao's words were finished, the entire venue was immediately chaotic, and everyone ran to the podium to find Beidao's autograph, and many girls cried, not sobbing in a low voice, but crying!

It is no less popular than any future music concert of the emperor's superstar!

Numerous admirers gathered Kitajima around the podium and refused to let him leave, and countless pens and notebooks swayed around Kitajima!

Those who maintained order were very nervous one by one, for fear of hurting the North Island.

Kitajima was calm, took the pen stretched out in front of him, and slowly signed his name, with an indifferent and melancholy expression, which remained the same.

Another young man even took out a dagger and stabbed it into the back of his hand, saying, "I will use my blood to show you my love for you, my love for poetry!"

Chen Donghui walked out silently, along the stone road of Peking University until he walked to the famous Weiming Lake, sitting on the stone bench by the lake, countless young students shuttled by.

Chen Donghui sighed, this is really a magical era.

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