The sales situation in the Chelf market is so hot. The hundreds of tons of goods I shipped are afraid that they will be sold out in less than half a month.

In the office of Chelf Market Management Office, Xia Lang looked out through the window and saw the crowd of people at the market door. He said to Zhou Ming with great emotion that he still held the sales bills for the market these days in his hand.

Zhou Ming shook his head slightly and said: I also hope it can be sold for half a month, but I am afraid it will be sold out in no more than a week at most.

Xia Lang was immediately stunned, and he couldn't help but be surprised. After all, he was an old businessman in Nanjiang and was not a rookie in the business world. He happened to be selling textiles such as clothes, shoes and socks in Nanjiang. He knew the sales trend of these things very well.

Generally speaking, it is already very popular after selling so many things in a market in a month. Well, even if these daily necessities are very scarce in Northern Russia, and it is also the capital of the country, Crisco, but in less than a week, he would have to put all the goods transported to the train and sold out. This speed was something he could not imagine in his dream.

If someone else's mind might not be able to turn around at this time, but for Xia Lang, Zhou Ming's miracle creation is not news.

This is incredible. Thank you very much. Mr. Zhou Ming, you can give me this opportunity to put all my money in order to be useful. Xia Lang said with emotion.

Zhou Ming also patted Xia Lang on the shoulder: If you want to say thank you, I have to thank you. If you didn’t have the courage to transport so many goods, I would probably be very sad.

While Zhou Ming and Xia Lang were talking here, Su Han walked in with a newspaper, followed by Karelina.

Zhou Ming’s newspaper came out today, and there were indeed negative news about the Chelf market.

Su Han said as he handed the newspaper to Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming took it and read it. The front page headline was a photo of the Chelf Market gate. There were many Northern Russians queuing up at the door, and there was also a comic annotation next to it. The content was about a Chinese man wearing Qing Dynasty clothes with braids, holding money in one hand and holding a dog chain in the other hand. The dog chain was tied to the necks of two Northern Russians who were competing for a piece of clothing.

The newspapers are all in Russian. Karelina took the initiative to translate for Zhou Ming: Mr. Zhou Ming, the main thing in this newspaper is that the Chelf market uses old rubles to dump daily necessities and then earns new rubles by selling stocks.

Karelina hesitated for a moment, but under Zhou Ming's inquiring eyes, she continued to translate for Zhou Ming: The comic attached to the newspaper talks about this situation. It is about the originally backward and barbaric Chinese Empire. It uses the relationship between the new ruble and the old ruble to enslave the people of Northern Russia. The newspaper calls on the people to unite and not let the conspiracy of the Chinese Empire succeed.

Listening to Karelina's translation, even if Zhou Ming was so powerful, he couldn't help but laugh: What is this? Did our Northern Russian friends still live twenty years ago and the Chinese Empire is a blessing for them to come up with such a thing.

In addition to the newspapers, Mr. Corhodo also said that the state TV station is also producing a TV program about the Chelf market. Karelina added.

Zhou Ming nodded and said that he knew, then turned to Karelina and said: OK, then you can call and start the self-deprecating plan later.

At the same time, the securities companies on Gle Street are still as crowded as ever. Countless people either stand in the trading hall, look up at the changes in the prices of stocks on the big screen, then remember something on their notebooks, or flock to the counter and shout at the top of their voices.

Kennon sat at the gate of the securities company, leaning against the wall of the securities company, watching many people coming in and out of the securities company. Some were dancing happily, while others were dejected and ashamed.

This is also a very normal situation. After all, it is normal for some people to make money in the securities market, especially in a market like Northern Russia, which is just starting out and without strict systems and no restrictions. Whether it is making money or losing money, the amount is very large. The stock market has to be cautious when entering the market with risks. However, it is not a joke, but a bloody lesson from many investors.

There are many people sitting on the ground like him. Most of them are people who lost money to bankruptcy in the stock market. They are already confused about their future life and don’t know what to do, so they can only sit here.

Suddenly, Kennon heard the pager ringing around his waist. He took out the pager and took a look. He was stunned as if he had become petrified. After a while, he came back to his senses. He silently put away his pager, stood up from the ground, and walked towards the newsstand on the side of the road.

The others around him were puzzled by watching Kennon's behavior, because basically all the people here were bankrupt, and Kennon could carry pagers, which made them very strange. Some people even stared at Kennon's waist with greed in their eyes. If they weren't the policeman patrolling the roadside, I'm afraid someone would have rushed to snatch Kennon's pagers, because this would be worth thousands of new rubles.

But what Kennon did next surprised them even more because Kennon bought a newspaper and turned around.

When Kennong came back to them, he felt that everyone was looking at him. Of course, this was not how charming Kennong was, but because everyone saw his pager. He simply thought that Kennong was a reporter and writer who came here to collect folk songs, and was not a real down-and-out stock investor. But now when he bought the newspaper, what happened that made everyone involuntarily focus his attention on him.

But this saved Kenong time, and he said directly: Do you know where your money has gone?

If it were the former Connon, he would still be nervous under the gaze of so many people, but after experiencing the last incident, he is not panicked at all. The first sentence of the words hit everyone's heart, making everyone look at him in surprise, and some even blurted out: Of course I want to know

In this case, Kennong was not in a hurry. He said slowly: I have been sitting here for a day. I know that you have been cheated by the stock market, causing your family to go bankrupt and owed a lot of foreign debts. You are all confused and don’t know why your money is gone for no reason. Why do you buy something and sell something and rise? You all think that there is something wrong with your judgment, but it is not.

Kennon deliberately paused when he said this, and after successfully arousing everyone's appetite, he said: This is controlled by a hand that everyone cannot see behind his back.

A stone caused a thousand waves, and Kenon's words caused an uproar, and everyone felt incredible.

But Kenon's words did not end here. He continued: I believe you have heard about the recent surge in the Chelf market stocks. Why do you think this stock has risen?

Because Chelf Market is very well operated, there are many people buying things there every day. And holding the Chelf Market stocks can also use old rubles in the market as shareholders. Now they are listed in securities companies. Many people must buy them. If I don’t have money, I will definitely buy them too.

Someone opened his mouth and said, and others agreed with this. Kennon immediately said: But now the problem is here. You don’t know that this stock in the Chelf market was actually not approved by securities companies, but was secretly listed.

This is why Kennong asked and answered himself. Obviously, it is because there are big problems in the Chelf market itself. However, those hateful Chinese people, who wanted to make money, colluded with securities companies' officials and secretly took their stocks for listing without permission.

As Kennon said, he took out the newspaper and said: This is the newspaper I just bought. Please read it. The front page headline here points out the problem of the stocks in the Chelf market. They said that the market itself has lost a lot of money, so they thought of using stocks to make money to make up for their losses. They did this simply because they regarded us as lambs that could be slaughtered at will.

After Kennong reminded me, someone immediately responded: I'll tell you why the stock, a stock that I've never heard of in the Chelf market, suddenly rose in the past few days. Is it the Chinese people doing this?

Someone else shouted and scolded: I said, how could those greedy Chinese suddenly be so kind and allow us to buy things from them with old rubles. They are lying to us, all to cheat more new rubles from us. They are too bad.

Looking at the people below, I shouted, "So since we know, do we still want Chelf's stock to continue to rise."

The people below immediately shouted: Of course, these damn Chinese people cannot let their tricks succeed.

Then how should we be a kenong again.

We want to go to the securities company to tell those who have bought stocks, quickly throw away the stocks in their hands, and never fall into the trap of those Chinese people. We have to go out to promote and expose the ugly faces of these Chinese people to the entire Crisco

As they said that, they all stood up from the ground, then divided into two parts, one of which rushed into the securities company, and the other part was promoted on the street.
Chapter completed!