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Chapter 213 The Real Boss Meets the Fake Boss Part [-]
Good news soon came from Song Yu's side. He sold these machine tools for a total of more than 130 million.The worst 20 or so machine tools from the northern powers were also sold to township enterprises in Zhejiang Province.

And he quickly obtained an export license for [-] tons of grain.

Wang Weidong decided to use the 100 million yuan to buy food and other daily necessities requested by Mayor Skiak.

Of course, it was up to Song Yu and Ou Xiaoyang to do these things.

A month later all these supplies were loaded onto trains and transported to Vladivostok by the Fin River port.

When Wang Weidong informed Mayor Skiak of the news, Mayor Skiak was very happy.

"Mr. Verton, thank you, thank you very much!" Skiak said.

Now there are 60 million people in Vladivostok, that is, 60 million mouths waiting to eat.These two hundred tons of grain can only be used for emergencies.The mayor of Skiak, Hyundai, has already begun to think about what to demolish next.

However, there are still outsiders who care about these two hundred tons of grain.Bituski, the mayor of Ussuriysk, found Skiak and said: "Old friend, I heard that you have a lot of food now, can you exchange some for us? I am willing to exchange down jackets and leather jackets with you."

"No, no! I won't exchange grain for down jackets and leather jackets. My Chinese friends told me that those down jackets and leather jackets are of poor quality and not worth buying at all!" Skiak shook his head.

"How come? I exchanged these things with the machines from the Ussuriysk Machine Factory and those merchants. They are all good things that are urgently needed here." Driver Bitu said.

"No, no, we will never exchange your precious food for your so-called down jackets and leather jackets." Skiak said.

"What did you exchange for these two hundred tons of grain?" Bituski asked curiously.

"It's the small machine repair shop outside Vladivostok. In addition to [-] tons of grain, we also got a lot of other things." Skiak replied.

"But I contacted those merchants, and none of them can transport grain here. I can only use those machines as scrap iron to exchange clothes with them, and then use the clothes to exchange them for grain." Bituski regretted Said.

"You can't, but we can, because we have very capable and sincere Chinese friends." Skiak said proudly.

"You used that small machine repair shop to get so many things, but I used a machine shop as big as Ussuriysk, but I only changed some clothes! Can you introduce your Chinese friend to me? I also want to Please help me." Driver Bitu said.

"Of course not," Skiak replied.

"As long as he can help, I'll tell those who disassembled the machines in Ussuriysk to leave!" Driver Bitu said through gritted teeth.

The agreement that the two sides have reached, the clothes that those merchants have shipped here are nothing to Bituski.

A Volga sedan was parked outside the machine repair shop where Fang Yanmei and the others were dismantling.

Four people got out of the car, two of them were Russians and the other two were Chinese.

A Chinese in his thirties, with a sunny smile on his fair and chubby face.

The other person is in his 40s, looks a little stiff, and keeps looking around.

If Wang Weidong was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the young man in his thirties!
He is Kong Lingguang whom Wang Weidong met in the vegetable market back then.At that time, Kong Lingguang was a little liar who swindled food and drink, but now, Kong Lingguang is wearing a suit with his hands behind his back, looking like a successful businessman.

He said to the 40-year-old man beside him: "Brother Huang, please stand here and wait for a while. I will go into the factory to have a look. I will arrange it first, and then I will let you in for a visit."

After speaking, he walked into the factory with the two Russians who looked like bodyguards behind him.

Er Pang was using a crane to hoist the scrap iron onto the GAZ truck, while everyone else was dismantling it in the workshop.

Kong Lingguang walked to the side of the crane and asked, "Who is in charge here?"

He spoke in a loud tone, with a condescending look, as if he was here to check.

Er Fatty, who was driving the crane, stopped the crane and shouted into it, "Sister Yanmei!"

Fang Yanmei walked out of the workshop quickly. Kong Lingguang did not expect that the person in charge here was actually a woman.

He put his hands behind his back and straightened his chest, but immediately showed a reserved smile.

"We are also from China, and we just want to visit here. I came here to tell you that we are just here for a while. There is nothing going on, and we will not disturb you. Don't worry about it." Kong Lingguang said .

"What do you guys do?" Fang Yanmei asked curiously.

"We are a TV station in China. Now the country is very concerned about the affairs here. The superior asked us to shoot here. We are here to step on the spot and take pictures of the lives of the people here. If you don't know the bitterness abroad, how can you know the sweetness in China?" Kong Lingguang replied.

After saying this, he walked out of the mechanical repair shop with two people who looked like bodyguards.

"Brother Huang, let's go, I'll take you in for a tour now." Kong Lingguang said to the person surnamed Huang with a smile.

Four people walked into the mechanical repair shop, and Kong Lingguang deliberately kept a certain distance from the people who were disassembling.

He raised one hand and pointed to all the houses in the factory and the piles of scrap steel on the ground and said: "This is the project I contracted, and I hired these people. I will definitely enjoy it here! What do you want in the future?" Just find me."

"Is this steel cheap?" the man surnamed Huang asked.

"Of course it's cheap. I bought it with cheap domestic clothes. If you want to buy it, just rely on our friendship. I will sell it to you cheaply, and I promise you to go back and make a lot of money!" Kong Lingguang looked determined. Said.

"But I don't have much money now." The man surnamed Huang said regretfully.

"If you don't have any money, you can borrow it. If you miss the opportunity to make money, there will be no more. If you make up two or three million yuan, the steel can be doubled or tripled when you ship it back to China. You can make money in no time!" Kong Lingguang incited .

The businessman surnamed Huang was still hesitating.

"Since you don't want to, forget it. As a friend, I will do my best. Anyway, I don't have to worry about selling these steels. It's the same to anyone." Kong Lingguang said indifferently.

His eyes looked at Huang, like looking at a fool who missed the opportunity to make a lot of money.

The businessman surnamed Huang gritted his teeth and said, "You wait for me for a few days, and I will raise 20 yuan for you when I go back to China. You must not sell this batch of scrap steel to others."

Kong Lingguang patted the person surnamed Huang on the shoulder and said: "Brother Huang, you are right. If you have money but don't make money, you are a bastard! Seeing our friendship, I will wait for you for a few days. But such a good thing Son, you must not tell anyone. Others want to buy my batch of steel. If I let them know, they will say that I am not enough friends."

(End of this chapter)