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Barchev's caviar seemed to be very useful to Hu Wenhai, and when he checked the ledger later, he was full of praise for the sales ability of the 51st Brigade. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brigadier Barchev's sales ability is impressive, I can't believe that this is actually the sales performance of an army!"

Hu Wenhai's praise made Barchev raise his head proudly, and he unceremoniously accepted Hu Wenhai's compliment, and said as if offering a treasure.

"My brigade is full of good lads, they are not only invincible warriors on the battlefield, but they will not lag behind when making money. However, the main force of sales is still the brigade quartermaster's office, and the soldiers are more useful when driving and carrying goods. ”

"Oh?" Hu Wenhai asked with interest: "I don't know how many people are in the quartermaster department of Brigadier Barchev?"

"There are 50 sales experts in my quartermaster's department, some of them are relatives of the main leaders of the Vladivostok business system, some are related to the high-level leaders of the Primorsky Territory, and some of them have incorruptible tongues, all of them are real sales masters!

Barchev slapped his chest like thunder: "I can say responsibly that in Vladivostok, even the supply of goods from the state-run commercial system is not as abundant as mine. Now if my people have a day off, the citizens of Vladivostok will not even be able to go to the toilet! My goods do not even need to appear on the black market, but can be placed on the counter of the state shopping mall!"

"It's really"

Hu Wenhai seemed to be frightened by Barchev's "courage" and was speechless in a daze.

Haha, what kind of "richest man in the world" is propagated by the Western world, Barchev couldn't help but feel alive when he saw Hu Wenhai's appearance.

If Western countries were like that, maybe I could be the richest man in the world.

Hu Wenhai did seem to be conquered by Barchev's business ability, and his eyes were blazing and he flipped through the account books in his hand.

When he closed the books, he had no doubts about Barchev's business prowess.

"Oh, it's a pity that Brigadier Barchev was born in the USSR, and your ability to be a billionaire in Europe and America is not a problem at all!"

Hu Wenhai thought for a moment, as if he had made up his mind: "I want to invest in Brigadier Barchev, hoping to have this opportunity." ”

"Well, you can start by talking about your plan. Barchev began to be reserved.

"That's right, I think the current conditions are ripe, and such scattered shipments are a lot of profit losses as a wholesaler. Since Brigadier Barchev is so capable, is it possible to build a department store?"

"Department stores?" Barchev thought.

"Yes, I'll finance it, the soldiers of the Barchiv brigade commander can take care of the construction. How about we build a shopping mall that sells Chinese goods?"

Barchev stood up and began to think as he walked in circles.

To tell the truth, he was really very envious, jealous of the money earned by the business system of the city of Vladivostok.

Like Barchev, after he took the goods from Korolev, he sold them to the commercial system at a maximum of ten percent of the price. And what about the lazy and vampires? You don't have to brave the cold wind to drive a delivery or take out real money to press the goods.

These moths of the commercial system, as long as they sell the goods to the public as domestic goods, do not have to consider any service attitude, because these goods do not need quotas, and the result is that the price is fully double the purchase price and is in short supply!

After the goods are sold, these bastards of the business system will return the purchase money to him. Sometimes, he even has to risk not receiving the money and still insist on supplying!

It's so unfair.

Of the 50 salesmen that Barchev boasted about, 30 of them were actually paid by the commercial system. It's just that Barchev, as the brigade commander, has to lose his temper with these petty officers who are a few dims!

If Barchev knew Chinese, he would have yelled.

"I have a sentence that my mother sells criticism, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

But the problem is that in Vladivostok, apart from the illegal black market, there is almost only one option: the commercial system.

In this way, Barchev sells goods without quotas through the commercial system, which can be said to be a sideline.

In this way, Barchev's profit will increase by at least 1,000 compared to what he has now!

This offer is tempting, but it also depends on whether you have the life to take the money.

If the business system rebounds, he is likely to get into big trouble because of this!

Hu Wenhai didn't seem to know about Barchev's psychological struggles, but began to think about the problem of department stores.

"If the mall sells all Chinese goods, it may be a bit monotonous, right? It just so happens that I have a lot of foreign exchange in Europe and the United States, and maybe I can re-export some Western goods to the Soviet Union through China?"

"Western and Western goods?"

Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy.

Barchev felt a little untenable, obviously he didn't drink too much at noon, why did he feel like he was soaking in a vodka bathtub now?

"Well, some popular goods in Western countries can also be sold through this channel. For example, a kind of cosmetics that are very popular in the United States today are all natural, chemical-free, skin-friendly, and beautifully packaged!"

That's right, Hu Wenhai is talking about Pechoin, which is specially supplied to the United States!

"There are also high-end perfumes comparable to those in France, and now a perfume called Sixgd on the American market sells better than Chanel! I happen to know their general agent, and it must be no problem to get the agency of the Soviet Union. ”

“sixgd？”

Oh, the name sounds very ***oh no! Just by the name, Barchev felt a sense of superiority.

"If Brigadier Barchev can get the radio commission, I can help you get Motorola's pager and pager base station and management system, which is even more profitable than opening a mall. ”

Motorola? Of course, it's Motorola, anyway, the two sides have almost torn their faces, and you have the ability to come to the Soviet Union to sue me for infringing on your brand rights! Hu Wenhai didn't believe it, did the chairman of Motorola also have a KGB uncle in the Soviet Union?

"There's also Japanese electronics, and I have quite a wide network of contacts in Japan. Japanese large-screen color TV with adapters to Soviet standards!"

The production of domestic TVs has exploded.,Change the Japanese name.,It's all square words anyway.,I don't believe that Maozi can still tell whether it's a Japanese word or a Chinese word!

"How's the Japanese tape recorder?lkern, have you heard of it?"

Barchev's head was like a chicken pecking rice: "Heard, heard! Listen to music while walking!"

"There is also a video player, a Japanese high-tech that can play disc media, and the definition is much higher than that of a videotape!"

This is what Hu Wenhai suddenly remembered, and when he went back, he had to quickly take down the patent rights, and it was a big deal to register a brand in Japan, resell it and sell it to the Soviets!

"Rice cookers and so on, you may not need this, toasters, juicers, and hot hair dryers!

"Great! I'd love to see these products right away!"

Hu Wenhai turned his right hand behind his back and pinned his middle finger to his index finger, drew a cross in his heart, and prayed silently: "God, what I said is all true, and the ones sold to the Soviet Union must be real Japanese brands that can no longer be real, and I will pay for the use of Sony, Panasonic, and Toshiba brands!

By this point, Barchev had been completely knocked out, and he had completely become a slave at the feet of Hu Wenhai.

If it is only Chinese goods, he also has to think about it, after all, although the quantity of Chinese products is large, the price can never be sold.

But if he changes American and Japanese goods, oh my God, he can smash the secretary of the Primorsky State Party Committee all the way into his servant!

That's American and Japanese products!

God, why are you so attached to me! I'm so moved to tears!

What kind of life are young people living in the Soviet Union today? Not to mention the cosmetics on the girl's face that there are new tricks every day like in Western countries, maybe the granddaughter and grandmother use the same brand and formula. The perfume on the girls? I'm sorry, you're talking about the things that are packed in a sprayer in a tin can? Take a good look at the perfume packaging in Europe and the United States, just by looking at it, you feel that the fragrance is already on your body!

What did the tape recorder look like for young people in the Soviet Union? Anyway, at least it must not be able to be carried on the waist and listened to it while walking. What about the video recorders of young people in the Soviet Union? The problem is that the number of video tapes is too small, and several films are the contents that my father could memorize after watching them.

As for the Soviet woman's kitchen, Khrushchev said that the Soviet aunt was better than the juicer, which was a joke, but the Soviet women did not want to become a joke themselves!

Who doesn't want to have a juicer like in Europe and the United States, as long as you press the button, you will have fresh and healthy juice to drink!

Barchev felt that he was not a businessman, that he should be an angel sent by God to redeem the Soviets in the world!

If it weren't for the achievements I made to conquer China's tycoon Hu, how could such a good thing fall into the hands of Vladivostok?

"I can't, we can't eat all the benefits, we have to give other parties an account. ”

Barchev stumbled: "The city government of Vladivostok, the state party committee of the Primorsky region, and most importantly, the Pacific Fleet of the Red Navy!"

Well, right. Hu Wenhai nodded heavily in his heart, the most important thing is to have the Pacific Fleet of the Red Navy!

To be continued.