Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 1133 End ( words long chapter)
At a quarter past six, Jiang Yan finally arrived.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang."

"Hello Mr. Jiang"

When everyone saw Jiang Yan, they greeted him. Jiang Yan also waved and greeted everyone with a smile on his face. Those who didn’t know him would think that Jiang Yan was a star!

But to be honest, it feels pretty good to be noticed.

He came to the temporary podium, looked around, and couldn't help but take a breath. At a glance, it was dark and boundless, and the dining tables were lined up for four or five hundred meters. Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at Jiang Yan, the legend in their minds, and the scene was solemn and silent.

Jiang Yan waved his hand, and Huang Yang quickly stepped forward and handed Jiang Yan a microphone.

"I think everyone should know me, Jiang Yan, so I won't introduce myself." After taking the microphone, Jiang Yan spoke directly with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, a thunderous laughter suddenly broke out, deafening, like thunder.

All of them, who were doing business in Da Mao, no matter if they were tall or short, fat or thin, even the deaf, blind, or lame, had heard of Jiang Yan's deeds here even if they had never seen Jiang Yan, so they naturally knew Jiang Yan.

Looking at the excited expressions of the people around them, the others were fine, but the fake Russian and Smiling Tiger's faces changed drastically. They didn't know that Jiang Yan had such a high reputation among the traders, and they were very glad that they had already cooperated with Mr. Jiang. Otherwise, they really couldn't handle it once Mr. Jiang spoke.

Only Zhang Mazi looked at Jiang Yan with an unfriendly expression. He felt that this position belonged to him, but it was Jiang Yan who took it away from him. He became more determined to get rid of Jiang Yan.

"I invited you all to dinner this time simply to meet you, to chat and talk. Almost everyone here is from all over the country, some from the rich places of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and some from the poor places in the mountainous areas. It can be said that these 10,000 people include people from all provinces and regions in China."

"So here, in Russia, in this foreign country, no matter what accent we have, no matter which province we come from, we all have a common name, that is, the Flower Growing Family. We are all descendants of the dragon, descendants of Yan and Huang. In Moscow, a place thousands of miles away from home, we are one family!"

As soon as Jiang Yan finished speaking, a thunderous applause broke out, the sound was earth-shaking, and some people had tears in their eyes.

Yes, in the Soviet Union, in Russia, in Moscow, here, they are a family. They left their hometown to make a living in other places. No one could know the hardships they had endured, no one knew the grievances in their hearts. If it wasn’t for survival, who would want to leave their hometown?

Looking at the hot, rich meals in front of them, a feeling of home suddenly grew in everyone's hearts. The hardships and difficulties they had experienced in this foreign country thousands of miles away seemed to be instantly alleviated. Perhaps this feeling is just a small flame that can be extinguished at any time, but it does exist.

Huang Yang was stunned when he saw the fanatical and excited expressions of the people around him. It was not just Huang Yang who was stunned. Zhao Hongqi and the others were also stunned.

Actually, in order to achieve such resonance, Jiang Yan used a little psychology here. The same is true for tonight's meal. All the dishes on it are from the Flower Growers' family.

What do you talk about with these people? Feelings?

That's a bit nonsense. We, the flower-growing family, have a characteristic that many people will not leave our hometown unless it is absolutely necessary. Also, we have collectivist values.

This is also the difference between the Chinese cultural spirit and the Western national spirit. The flower-growing people attach great importance to the relationship between individuals and the collective, and pay special attention to handling the relationship between people and the relationship between people and the collective country. The flower-growing people often believe that the realization of human value must be placed in the collective of the country and society, that is, to contribute to the collective and others. In the West, individualism is the mainstream, and they pursue personal freedom.

Another thing is that once a person integrates into a group, his or her individuality will be annihilated, and the group's thoughts will occupy an absolute dominant position. At the same time, the group's behavior will also show characteristics such as rejection of dissent, extremism, emotionality and low IQ.

So Jiang Yan took advantage of these, first mentioning his hometown to make them resonate with him, and then sublimating it. I guess many people here can't stand it.

"I'm a straightforward person and I don't beat around the bush. Some people know the purpose of the party, which is the problem of fakes. I think in the long run, fakes are a cancer that harms everyone."

After hearing this, everyone's expressions changed in unison. They became awkward, unnatural, and even a little ashamed, the kind of shame that comes from being caught doing something wrong.

Except for some of Jiang Yan's men, the rest of the people present have more or less bought some fake goods, whether passively or actively.

"This is like a dog trying to harass a rat and meddling in other people's business! Why do you care whether we sell fake goods or not? Those big hairy people are willing to buy them. What can we do? Why don't you go and take care of those big hairy people!" someone muttered in a low voice.

Many people followed suit and agreed, with all kinds of messy discussions and complaints being heard everywhere.

When Zhang Mazi heard these words, a gloating smile appeared on his face.

He believed that by saying this, Jiang Yan had pushed himself to the opposite side of all the Taoist masters. Not to mention courting death, but the effect of Jiang Yan's hype in the past few days and his previous words had definitely disappeared. If Jiang Yan wanted to be the leader of the martial arts world and command the heroes like he is now, it would probably be impossible.

No matter how powerful Jiang Yan was, he couldn't just arrest all these 10,000 people and force them to obey him. If things went wrong, Jiang Yan's image in everyone's mind would be completely ruined, and he might even become a running dog of the Mao people and a traitor.

This would be a considerable blow to his reputation, and only by lowering his reputation would he have a chance.

Jiang Yan smiled slightly at the ashamed and embarrassed faces in the audience and the buzzing of mosquitoes in the distance, as if he didn't see them at all.

"I know that everyone has sold some fake goods, knowingly or unknowingly."

"Some people might think that I, Jiang Yan, am meddling in other people's business. Besides, there are only a few fake goods sold by Chinese people. The real big sellers are those Mao people themselves."

"But everyone should admit that we are the source of counterfeit goods. Given the poor light industrial product production capacity of the Russians, they can't even produce counterfeit goods." Everyone nodded. They naturally admitted this. Not to mention the Chinese counterfeit goods on the street, even the Russian counterfeit goods written in Russian are all produced domestically. These Russians entrust them or go to the country to purchase them themselves.

"I ask everyone to think about this now. And in the long run, what will the Russians think of our Chinese goods? If this continues, how will the Russians, who are deceived all day long, think of us Chinese people? How will they think of Chinese goods? Have you ever thought about this question?"

"They will spontaneously boycott Chinese products. One day, they will even hang a sign at the door of the store saying 'We don't sell Chinese products'. This will be a devastating disaster for us Chinese traders!" Jiang Yan gave the answer without waiting for them to speak.

“Trust is hard to build, but it only takes a moment to destroy.”

At this moment, when everyone heard Jiang Yan's words, their hearts were filled with shock. To be honest, they had never thought about the problem from this perspective.

They sell counterfeit and shoddy products to those Russians all day long. After all, there is always a huge gap between the genuine products and the counterfeits. After a long time, no matter how stupid those Russians are, will they continue to buy the goods from them?

Ask yourself honestly, if someone sells him fake goods all day long, he will definitely not buy from that person again.

After all, no one is stupid and knows what is good and what is bad.

If this continues, what Mr. Jiang said will definitely happen! This is what makes them sweat.

"By then, I guess my goods won't be able to sell in Russia. Not only will we Chinese traders be hated by everyone in Russia, but even our trader status, which we rely on for survival, will no longer exist. It will even affect all of our flower-growing families' products because no one will buy our goods! What can we do then?"

"They returned home dejectedly, and then worked on their own land, digging for food."

"Have you ever thought about living like this, facing the earth and back to the sky?" Jiang Yan suddenly yelled at the top of his lungs, veins popping out on his neck and his eyes bloodshot!
Everyone fell silent in an instant; even their breathing and heartbeats stopped, as if everything was completely silent. Everyone seemed to be frightened by the scene Jiang Yan described.

To put it bluntly, these profiteers are not from the city, and they don't have stable jobs. If they could have a proper job, who would be stupid enough to risk their life to be a profiteer? Every year, countless profiteers die in Moscow and on the Trans-Siberian Railway.

If they fail to become traders in the future, their only future will probably be to go back home and farm.

For those who have seen the colorful world outside, they are absolutely unwilling to go back to farming. Although their work is a little more dangerous and hard now, they can still earn about 1,000 to 800 yuan a month. One month's income is equivalent to two years of hard work in farming.

Looking at everyone's frightened eyes, slightly trembling cheeks, and hands that didn't know where to put, Jiang Yan felt that he needed to add fuel to the fire.

"You, you, you, tell me, are you willing?"

"No,"

"I don't want to," the voices grew louder and louder, and some people even shouted.

Hearing their roars, Jiang Yan's heart finally settled down.

Jiang Yan scanned everyone's faces one by one and sighed softly. He didn't know whose son, whose husband, or whose father these people were.

It’s not easy!
"Since we are a family, I will speak frankly. Let me talk about something more profound."

You have been here for so long, you should understand that we are not as good as Russia in heavy industry, but Russia is not as good as us in light industry, so in business, China and Russia have strong complementarity, otherwise, we would not have come all the way here to make a living."

"Now that our country has begun reform and opening up, many people in the country can open factories. However, heavy industry is basically funded by the state, while light industry has less investment and quick results, so basically private investment is more. After all, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all indispensable, so our light industry has developed relatively quickly with the support of the state."

"If fake goods completely offend Russia, we won't lose the Chinese market forever, but we won't be able to recover for at least 20 years. What should we do then?"

"If we want to keep this market, we must eliminate counterfeit goods. Only by gaining the trust of the Russians can we continue to do business. However, reselling goods is a side business after all. I think we can develop it into a formal international trade. In this way, we will have more opportunities and more ways to make money."

"Formal international trade can gain a lot of support from Russia and our country. After all, this is the only long-term solution."

When many people heard the three words "make a fortune", they couldn't help but laugh, and Jiang Yan also laughed.

"No kidding. Although Russia's population is not as large as ours, it is still one of the world's top powers with a population of 1.5 billion. If only 1% of this population can buy our products, how much can we earn? You can do the math. Also, Moscow belongs to Europe, and it can radiate to some cities in Western Europe. As long as we can ensure quality and quantity, who can refuse the cheap and good products of the Flower Growers?"

"It's not that I look down on European countries. We may not be able to compete with those countries in industrial products, but we can beat them by several blocks in light industrial products."

"We can definitely sell the goods to them by taking advantage of the convenient conditions here in Moscow."

What Jiang Yan said is exactly what happened in later times. When the reform and opening up began, the Chinese people with active minds bravely opened their minds and began to do business with the whole world. When the domestic business was booming, a large number of Yiwu merchants rushed out of the country and started international business.

Yiwu's cheap and good-quality small commodities and open and pragmatic Yiwu merchants quickly won the favor of the international market. Today, Yiwu people's business is getting bigger and bigger. Yiwu has become the world's small commodity capital, with trade relations with more than 200 countries and regions in the world. There are more than 13000 foreign businessmen from various countries stationed in Yiwu.

In Africa, America, Europe, even in places ravaged by war, there are flower-growing merchants. It can be said that in terms of diligence, no other nation is as hardworking as us flower-growing people.

(End of this chapter)