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

Although it still sounds good, considering that this is international trade and it has seized the historical opportunity of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, doubling the profit is really not much.

What Fang Chen can do is to try his best to remove as many rubles as possible from the pockets of people in Moscow before the ruble depreciates completely.

So this time he directly asked Ma Yun to order the cargo of thirty railway carriages.

This time, Ma Yun was directly punched against the wall!

Ma Yun's hair was turning gray from worry. Fang Chen's words tripled as soon as they touched each other. However, the manufacturer's production capacity could not triple in such a short period of time. He could only continue to look for new manufacturers.

All the companies in Bingcheng Department Store that produced the products on his purchase list were almost buzzing with calls from him. He even had the illusion that Bingcheng had already sold them out for him.

He really felt that buying things was such a difficult thing.

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 scraped together twenty trains of leather and sent them to Fang Chen.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of time. Fang Chen has to make money before the ruble depreciates. On the contrary, the corporate team needs enough time to grow.

It would be different if Fang Chen was given enough time to form a team for Ma Yun.

Not to mention too much, if Ma Yun can have one or twenty people under his command, Fang Chen believes that Ma Yun can get it, let alone 30 trains, even 50.

It's a pity that this is just a hypothetical. Fang Chen has the intention to send Ma Yun's two colleagues back to the country.

Ultimately, this is Fang Chen's own problem. The problem is that he is too rich.

Well, yes, being too rich is also wrong.

Counting since the reform and opening up, a group of people who have become rich in the country either started in industry, or they are second-generation people who make money by reselling approval documents and have no time to pay attention to Russia.

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As for those who work in Russia, most of them are hard-working people like Hu Chimin. They work hard and rely on their physical bodies to earn some hard money. Those who can bring in a train of goods are all the big ones.

After all, there are not many people in China who are worth millions now and are interested in becoming a traitor.

But when we arrived at Fang Chen's place, the first time it took two trains, the second time ten, and the third time thirty, Gui could keep up with Fang Chen's development speed.

Fang Chen suddenly had an idea. He didn't have anyone in his hands right now, but he had someone in his country.

Regardless of the five-hour time difference between Moscow and China, which should be eleven o'clock in the evening in China, Fang Chen called Duan Yongping.

The phone rang a few times, and Duan Yongping's voice came from the other end, "Mr. Fang, why did you call me suddenly? I just have something to report to you."

Fang Chen's head suddenly grew heavy and he said sternly: "Didn't I say that you are in charge of all matters in the company and there is no need to report to me."

It's not that Fang Chen has no sense of responsibility, nor is it that Fang Chen is lazy.

I don't know whether it was because he was afraid that Fang Chen would feel uneasy, or because he felt that Fang Chen was too comfortable in Russia, so Duan Yongping called Fang Chen every now and then.

At the beginning, it was the integration of the three Lianhua companies, and later it was all about the details, including Xiaobawang's sales, inventory, market growth, supplier supply, user feedback, new factory construction, and other messy trivial matters.

Fang Chen felt that Duan Yongping did it on purpose. He was not willing to know about these nonsense at home, but now that he was in Russia, he reported this to him without any problem.

Fang Chen guessed this correctly, Duan Yongping deliberately made Fang Chen angry.

A lot of domestic matters, including production, sales, integration of the three companies, and the design and construction of the new factory, are all the responsibilities of his general manager.

But when he thought that Fang Chen was the cause of such a large number of things, and that Fang Chen went to Russia and left everything to him, he became extremely angry.

And the most outrageous thing is that Fang Chen doesn't even come back for such important days as Xiao Bawang is on New Year's holiday and starting work after the new year.

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

Well, that's right, Fang Chen just set his sights on Little Overlord.

He originally wanted ten purchases, but after thinking about it, there were less than fifteen people in Xiaobawang's purchasing department. If he took away ten purchases, Duan Yongping would have to fight him hard.

"Impossible!" Duan Yongping refused.

Now that he has finally trained some employees, how could he let Fang Chen be transferred to Russia, especially Chen Mingyong?

Now all the work in Yangcheng, including the 500 employees of Lianhua, are all maintained by Chen Mingyong. Fang Chen transferred Chen Mingyong away, who is responsible for the work in Yangcheng?

"Ten million!" Fang Chen said directly if he had known Duan Yongping would say this.

"What ten million?" Duan Yongping asked confused.

"Give me the person, and I'll give the little bully 10 million back." Fang Chen said.

After hearing Fang Chen's explanation, Duan Yongping was so shocked that he almost bit his own tongue. He actually said such a thing. He really tried his best to seduce Fang Chen.

"Fifteen million!" Fang Chen continued.

Another increase of five million!

Duan Yongping couldn't breathe. He even suspected that this man was made of gold.

After a few breaths, Duan Yongping said: "Mr. Fang, that's not what I meant, man..."

Halfway through Duan Yongping's words, Fang Chen said angrily: "Twenty million, if you don't let him go, I won't give you a penny."

As soon as these words came out, Duan Yongping became anxious, "Twenty million, as agreed, just 20 million, I will let Chen Mingyong take people to Russia tomorrow!"

Just kidding, he is stupid, twenty million is exchanged for eleven people, only a fool would refuse to agree!

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

"Mr. Fang, you won't lie to me, will you? Is this how much money is made in Moscow?" Duan Yongping asked timidly and uncertainly.

This statement is 10 million or 20 million. How much money did Fang Chen earn in Moscow?

Why does he think that Fang Chen's trip to Moscow will make more money than him working as a bully at home? Now the profit of the bully is only 20 to 30 million a month.

"Why did I lie to you? Isn't it interesting? If you don't see the money tomorrow, you won't be able to let me go."

At this point, Fang Chen paused and said proudly: "If I don't make money, you think I have nothing to do, just walking thousands of kilometers away for fun."

"You are amazing..."

A series of free flattery shots were directed at Fang Chen. Fang Chen was so excited that Duan Yongping put down the phone.

Duan Yongping touched his chin, full of doubts. Is he too stupid? Or is the world changing too fast? He really can't understand Fang Chen now.

He didn't care when Fang Chen said he was going out to make money before. He only managed to get enough 10 million for Fang Chen under Fang Chen's threats.

He thought that it would be good if Fang Chen could earn several million, and it wouldn't be surprising even if he lost money. But now according to Fang Chen's tone, Fang Chen has earned at least a small amount of 100 million in Russia. Otherwise, how could he be willing to just throw away two thousand?

Ten thousand.

After thinking for a long time, Duan Yongping shook his head helplessly. It was normal for him not to understand Fang Chen. How many times had he understood Fang Chen in such a long time.
Chapter completed!