Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 1123, Power

“I’m afraid the shop owners won’t agree?”

Among the shops in the Astai Market, except for Jiang Yan who relied on his connections to fight his way out and snatched away one third of them, the rest were in the hands of the big Mao people, and the Flower Growers were only renting their shops.

Now Jiang Yan wants to tear it down and rebuild it, which can be said to be a direct destruction of the golden rice bowl of those Mao people. How could they agree to it?

"It's not up to them." Jiang Yan shook his head firmly again.

In the face of absolute strength, everything else is a joke. If I can't handle it here, then all these years with the Russians have been in vain.

Besides, Russia has not yet started privatization, and everything belongs to the state. Do these so-called shop owners think that just by parking a few broken containers in the Astai market, this is their territory?

The land here is still state-owned. He can take it back if he wants to, or sell it to Jiang Yan if he wants to. The worst that can happen is that he will have to compensate them with a few broken containers.

All they rely on is the bigger their fists, do you still care?
What's worrying Jiang Yan now is the problem of the engineering team. Not to mention Da Mao, even the current engineering construction in the country is still in its infancy. The genes of the infrastructure maniacs in the Flower-Growing Family have not yet been activated. If he had a team like the one in his previous life that could build a skyscraper in 19 days, he wouldn't have to worry about anything.

Besides, the winter here in Maimaozi is quite cold. Besides, we have to be quick and the construction period has to be shortened. One day’s delay will cost us a lot of money!
After hearing Jiang Yan's plan, Huang Yang and the other three didn't say anything, especially Huang Yang, who actually thought that it was a good idea for Jiang Yan to do so, and there would only be benefits and no disadvantages once it was formalized.

But he felt that it was too difficult to do so. Now that Jiang Yan insisted on doing so, if he objected, it would be like taking advantage of the situation. Besides, he believed that as long as Jiang Yan wanted to do it, nothing in the world could stop him. In his heart, his boss was invincible.

"Old Liu, what I want to know now is, in the business of profiteering, besides us, how many big profiteering people are there, and how many people are there selling these counterfeit and shoddy products?" Jiang Yan asked.

To make fake goods, you must first have quantity. Without quantity, it is better not to do it. Jiang Yan took into consideration that these fake goods should have a source. Those who can open factories in China now are basically not ordinary people, and it also requires certain connections to transport them here. Therefore, Jiang Yan concluded that there must be one or more big dealers, otherwise Jiang Yan would not ask this question.

"Boss, there are quite a few dealers selling fake and shoddy products. Apart from us, the rest of them are more or less selling fakes. After all, fakes have higher profits and are easier to sell."

Fake goods are cheaper than real ones, so they are naturally easier to sell, and the profit is much higher than that of real goods. Except for the slightly worse quality, there are absolutely no disadvantages. Everyone is definitely willing to sell fake goods. Even after a long time, I am afraid that no one will be willing to sell real goods anymore.

This is the process of bad money driving out good money.

"As for the big traders, there are only three of them besides us, the fake Maozi, the smiling tiger, and Li Meili, who can bring in more than 600 tons of goods a month, which means they can bring in ten train cars a month."

Jiang Yan was slightly stunned when he heard the name.
"Is this a proper name? It sounds like a bandit's name. Why is there a woman in it?"

"There are only a few people who are not shady underlings in the business. If they are not shady, they can't make it. The boss Zhang Meili also has a nickname, Poison Rose, but most people don't dare to call her that in front of him."

He said this, Jiang Yan understood, this Siberian railway from Moscow to the flower-growing countries was too chaotic, killing and robbing were commonplace, there were people from Russia, the flower-growing countries, and even from Belarus and Ukraine. To put it bluntly, which big trader who could make it didn't have blood on his hands? Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to transport the goods to Moscow safely, let alone become bigger and stronger.

There are even some who are not very particular and just rob the thieves, kill people and rob goods. Even Jiang Yan's business would have been closed down long ago if it weren't for Lao Wei and his gang holding the scene with weapons. However, this group of people also deal with a lot of such things in private. Here, people really die for money and birds die for food. The word "humanity" is worthless.

Even Jiang Yan himself is not a kind person, otherwise he would not have come to this point. This is what the saying "If a person is not ruthless, he will not be able to stand firm" means.

"Where are their origins?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Boss, this fake Russian, whose real name is Jiang Yuanchao, sounds like the name of our flower-growing family, but he is indeed a Russian, a descendant of the Russians who fled to Moscow. He has about 100 to 200 people under him, and quite a few small traders who rely on him for their livelihood, more than 500 of them. But he does take advantage of his foreign trade and is quite successful here with the Russians, and his prices are reasonable. He only started selling fake goods in the past six months, but there are not many goods, most of them are wine." Zhao Hongqi said.

"Have you ever dealt with him?" Jiang Yan looked up and asked Zhao Hongqi.

"I've had a few drinks with you, and I can hold my liquor. I have some connections at the Russian Public Security Bureau, and I've tried to get to know you, the boss."

"The Smiling Tiger is a Fujian native named Li Miao. He is also a representative of the southern traders. He is short and fat, and smiles all day long, like a Maitreya Buddha. However, he is very ruthless, so he is called the Smiling Tiger. He has probably 200 to 300 people under him, and there are almost a thousand small traders who depend on him for their livelihood. However, these small traders are almost all from the south. But I guess most of the fake goods in the Damao market are sold by Jiantou." Huang Yang said.

Hearing this, Jiang Yan nodded slightly. Nowadays, private enterprises, especially small and medium-sized enterprises, are mostly located in the economically active southern regions, Ruitong County, Fengli County, Zhongguancun, and Dong'ou. These are the four major counterfeiting centers in the country, and the south has three of them. So it is not surprising that most of the counterfeit goods come from them.

"Boss, it's hard to say whether Liu Meili is a poisonous rose or not." Sun Xiaoguang said.

"Why is it hard to say?" Jiang Yan asked.

Sun Xiaoguang did not speak immediately, but thought for a while before speaking.

"The fake Maozi and the smiling tiger can be said to be the earliest traders, earlier than us. Especially the fake Maozi, who took advantage of his appearance, resold goods to the old Maozi soldiers at the Heihe port very early."

"Only Liu Meili has been in Moscow for less than half a year, but she has made a big name for herself. She has more tough guys under her command than the two of them combined. According to comrades like Brother Wei, the number of people under her command should be the same as theirs."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan nodded expressionlessly.

"What's even more surprising is that I don't know where she got the capital and connections from, but now she can transport nearly 20 train cars of goods from China to Moscow every month. She is the largest trader in Moscow besides us."

Not to mention how much money these twenty train cars cost, just getting these twenty train cars is not an easy task.

"Liu Meili is very beautiful, otherwise she wouldn't be called a poisonous rose with thorns. When she first arrived, this smiling tiger fell in love with her. After his pursuit failed, he fought with her and lost. I don't know if anyone died, but several people were injured."

Jiang Yan quickly understood what he said and estimated that Liu Meili probably had some official background, but at most it was just a second or third generation official. Besides, he would not care about a mere second or third generation white glove.

(End of this chapter)