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- When you are so busy, you naturally don't have time and energy to play, but Liu Nan and Jiang Rouli are particularly understanding and supportive of Zhang Ziwen. Facing Zhang Ziwen's guilty gaze, they always comforted Zhang Ziwen with their unique feminine tenderness, making Zhang Ziwen feel happy and more grateful at the same time.
After returning from Guanzhou, Zhang Ziwen first arranged for Yan Yan to contact the underwear manufacturer; a few days later, he asked Liu Nan to buy the store next door that was on the verge of bankruptcy like Zhang Ziwen, and open the wall from the middle to merge the two stores into one; and then They also found the most famous top decoration company in the city and asked them to carry out decoration design according to several points proposed by Zhang Ziwen.
This time, Zhang Ziwen did not open the store in a haphazard manner like last time. He strived for perfection in all his work. The decoration company's design plan alone was rejected by Zhang Ziwen six times. The female designer was so angry that she almost gave up her choice.
Zhang Ziwen is not in a hurry about this. There is a contract. What does Zhang Ziwen have to worry about? As long as your design cannot organically combine sexy, elegant, warm, and harmonious elements, then you will have to redesign it.
It wasn¡¯t until half a month later that the decoration company¡¯s design plan was adopted by Zhang Ziwen. At the end of the decoration work, the goods we ordered were delivered one after another, and the advertising work was also carried out. Advertisements for our specialty stores appeared on several main line buses. The underwear store attracted a large number of people before it even opened. look.
The official opening day of the store was chosen on the fifth day after our holiday. On the first day of opening, the turnover exceeded 40,000 yuan. A 200-meter business hall sold 40,000 yuan a day, which is great for small items. As far as the merchandise sales industry is concerned, it is a miracle.
That night, I called my close relatives and friends from Sunset and set up a table at Hongyuan Restaurant.
"Junsong, thank you so much for this! If you hadn't taught me the lesson last time, I wouldn't have thought so much!" After a few drinks, Zhang Ziwen began to speak the truth again.
"You don't need to thank me. The main thing is that you understand it well. Many people who open stores understand what I told you, but they can't achieve the same effect as you." Sun Junsong laughed, and then said: "Just take your Let¡¯s take the leisure room in the store as an example! This is a very good idea. Men who are shopping with their girlfriends can sit there leisurely, drink tea, and read newspapers and magazines. A design like this reflects the people-oriented business philosophy. Much higher than its peers.¡±
"It's also because I have sufficient funds. This time I discovered it. If you don't have money to run a store like this, you won't be able to do it at all." After saying that, Zhang Ziwen sighed and said with some distress: "Oh! You know This time, we spent 250,000 yuan on decoration and advertising alone!"
"But these investments are all worth it. The Chinese New Year will be in two months, which is the peak sales season. I estimate that you can make back the money in less than a month." Sister Zhiyun smiled softly and encouraged Zhang Ziwen.
"That's right, if I didn't have this confidence, I wouldn't have made such a big investment." Zhang Ziwen patted his chest boastfully, and then said with a sly smile: "None of the women here are outsiders. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and neither do I. You know what to give as a gift, so be it! From now on, when you go to the store to buy underwear, you will get a 30% discount. Hahaha! Everyone must appreciate it. Oops!"
Zhang Ziwen looked at Liu Nan, who was sitting on Zhang Ziwen's left hand, with a grimace. This girl was retracting her little hand that had done evil. He proudly rolled his eyes at Zhang Ziwen.
"What? The discount is too high? How about we make it eight. Ouch! What are you two doing?"
This time it was Jiang Rouli who was pinching Zhang Ziwen on her right hand. She glared at Zhang Ziwen and whispered: "I told you to talk nonsense again."
Zhang Ziwen¡¯s experience not only failed to win sympathy, but instead aroused everyone¡¯s laughter. Only Zhou Wanqing, who was sitting next to Sister Zhiyun, remained silent. She came with Sister Zhiyun.
"There are still good people out there! Zhou Wanqing, thank you for not fighting with them. Come and let me toast you!" Seeing her strange look, Zhang Ziwen picked up the glass and joked.
Zhou Wanqing blushed, and stood up reluctantly to clink glasses with Zhang Ziwen, take a small sip, and after looking at Liu Nan and the other two daughters, she suddenly said with deep meaning: "Actually! I want to pinch you too."
The crowd burst into laughter again, but Zhang Ziwen vaguely felt something from her words. It was difficult to relax, so he smiled coquettishly and sat down.
After the dinner, Zhang Ziwen was about to go back to the hotel with his two girls when Wan Mingkui suddenly called and asked Zhang Ziwen to meet him at his boxing gym.
"What's going on? Uncle Wan, don't you know my girlfriend is waiting for me?" After getting in touch with him more, Zhang Ziwen became more casual, and Wan Mingkui also liked Zhang Ziwen.
"You kid, can it be a bad thing for Uncle Wan to come to you?" Wan Mingkui laughed, "Will you do a profitable business?"
?"What kind of deal? I'm not interested in reselling people!" Zhang Ziwen sat down opposite him with a smile.
"Damn! You bastard, if you really sell people, I'll sell you first." Wan Mingkui patted Zhang Ziwen on the head, "It's soybeans, can you do it with me?"
"Reselling soybeans?" Zhang Ziwen was a little surprised, "Is this thing allowed for individuals to resell?" In Zhang Ziwen's impression, grain is purchased by grain depots and is not allowed to be resold.
"You don't know this. Since last year, the purchase of grain has been liberalized. Although farmers still have to sell their grain to the grain depot and individuals are not allowed to purchase it, as long as the grain depot has completed its national reserve tasks, it can Take out food freely." Wan Mingkui took a sip of water and said somewhat mysteriously: "Do you know how much money I made last year?"
"Two million! I invested 20 million and earned two million in less than a month." Before Zhang Ziwen could answer, he took the initiative to reveal the answer.
"You're also reselling soybeans?" Zhang Ziwen asked him to say something interesting.
"Last year, I resold red adzuki beans in Tianjin, but there is reliable news that the situation of red adzuki beans this year is not good, so I have to resell soybeans."
"Where to collect it? Where to sell it?" Zhang Ziwen asked, and it seemed a bit obvious what he meant.
"Go to Huilongjiang to harvest, which is the main soybean producing area. Then sell it to two oil factories in Guanli. We have already contacted them." Wan Mingkui stared at Zhang Ziwen, waiting for Zhang Ziwen to make up his mind.
"Uncle Wan, you mean we make the difference?"
"That's right! What we earn is the price difference, how about it? Do you want to do it?"
"There is a lot of investment in this matter, Uncle Wan, please let me go back and think about it, and I will send you a letter before I go home tomorrow, okay?" It's a good thing, but the money that needs to be invested is too big. Zhang Ziwen couldn't make up his mind.
"Okay! You go back and think about it carefully. Then write to Zhang Ziwen when you're done."
Wan Mingkui¡¯s words made Zhang Ziwen think about it for half a night. The next morning, Zhang Ziwen ran to his house early.
"Uncle Wan! We've thought about it, let's do it together." Wan Mingkui had just gotten up, and when he saw him, Zhang Ziwen went straight to the point without being polite.
"You kid figured it out so quickly. I thought you would have to think about it for a few days." He didn't expect Zhang Ziwen to make up his mind so quickly. Very happy.
"Haha! I have thought about it, and you will not let me suffer no matter what. If I lose money on this, I will lose a few million at most, but I can also make a few million, so I will treat it as a gamble. ." Zhang Ziwen said with a nonchalant smile.
¡°Actually, Zhang Ziwen still has an idea in his mind that he hasn¡¯t said out loud, that is, you can catch up with Secretary Zhou of the Provincial Party Committee. No matter what, there should be some inside information, and the possibility of losing money should be very small.
"That's right. How can Uncle Wan give you a loss? We men have to be courageous when doing things. What I like most is your cheerfulness. By the way, how much money are you going to invest this time?"
"Uncle Wan, how much did you invest?" Zhang Ziwen didn't rush to answer, but asked, although he still has more than 31 million on hand. But no matter what, it cannot exceed his investment.
"I will invest 30 million. This is the largest amount I can use now." Wan Mingkui said without thinking.
"Then I will also invest 30 million, Uncle Wan. When do you think we will start the acquisition?" All the property is almost invested, and Zhang Ziwen has to follow this acquisition no matter what.
"It's just for these three or two days, wait for the call then, and we'll go down together." Two days later, Wan Mingkui took several of his men and Zhang Ziwen in two Mercedes-Benzes and traveled a long distance to Hua City, Huilongjiang Province.
Huacheng is a major agricultural city in China, known as the great granary of the North, with an annual output of 600,000 to 700,000 tons of soybeans alone. The soybeans produced in one township here are enough for us to purchase.
Seeing the enthusiasm with which Deputy Director Liu of the Chemical Grain Bureau received us, Zhang Ziwen knew that his analysis was correct. Wan Mingkui must have contacted all the grain purchase matters through his connections, which made Zhang Ziwen feel even more excited. There is a bottom. In the next few days, under the leadership of the deputy director, we visited five or six grain depots.
That night, we had a banquet at the most upscale restaurant to express our gratitude to the deputy director who had given us great help.
"How's it going? Mr. Wan, are you satisfied with your progress these days?" Deputy Director Liu is also a very cheerful person. "I'm not bragging, but our soybeans are the best in the country. There are few green beans and few grains." It is full and the moisture content is below 13%. Many oil mills in Guanli are willing to harvest soybeans from us. I cannot guarantee anything else about the soybeans harvested here, but there is absolutely no problem with the quality."
"Brother, look what your name is Mr. Wan. This has been agreed upon. We are all soldiers."?It's only when we call each other brothers that we feel cordial. Come! Come! Come! You'll have to drink a glass of wine as a penalty, and my brother will do it with you! "Wan Mingkui picked up the wine and drank the wine in his glass without waiting for Director Liu's reaction.
Director Liu was also unambiguous and raised his glass without saying a word.
"Okay! You are worthy of being a soldier, so happy!" Wan Mingkui gave a thumbs up, and then said: "Brother! We have also decided to collect it from the large grain depots you led me around. Is it okay to collect 30,000 to 40,000 tons?"
"No problem!" Director Liu waved his hand.
"Brother Wan, you don't know. Since the end of October, many people have come to my place to collect beans, but they don't even think about it. They basically asked me to send them back. In this area, we collect and release grains. I still have the final say. Although the current policy allows companies to harvest beans by themselves, isn¡¯t there a prerequisite under certain conditions? It¡¯s not that our grain depot can¡¯t hold it, what will happen if we sell it early and sell it late? But we don¡¯t It¡¯s the same. Putting aside the relationship between the old chief and the old leader, I¡¯ll just blame you for your cheerfulness. If you have the money ready, I¡¯ll let you go tomorrow. The heads below come and sign."
"Okay! Brother, let's make an agreement then. I've already prepared the money, and we'll sign it tomorrow."
The matter of harvesting the beans was finally settled. Wan Mingkui and Director Liu started to drink freely. The more they drank, the happier they became. They also sang "Soldiers" in the private room. Judging from the way they were engaged, It can be seen that the history of being a soldier is the most unforgettable in their lives.
The next day, Director Liu indeed called in the heads of several major grain depots, with 5,000 tons here and 8,000 tons there. Soon, 35,000 tons of soybeans were bought at a price of 1,660 yuan per ton.
"Now we are waiting to deliver the goods to Guanli. If everything goes well, we can earn 180 yuan per ton, and these 35,000 tons will be 6.3 million." Wan Mingkui seemed much more relaxed after having settled his worries. "Zhang Ziwen! Just go home and rest for two days! Have fun, I'll keep an eye on you."
Zhang Ziwen is indeed eager to return home, but it seems a bit unreasonable to leave him alone in the matter of these two people. After refusing to go back, Wan Mingkui saw through Zhang Ziwen's thoughts, forced Zhang Ziwen into the Mercedes-Benz, and arranged for the driver to take Zhang Ziwen back.
It feels good to be home. Ever since Zhang Ziwen entered the house, the smiles on their mother's and Yu Ji's faces have not stopped.
"Mom! I find that you have become much younger in the past six months, and there are fewer wrinkles on your face than before." After dinner. Yu Ji took the initiative to wash the dishes. Zhang Ziwen, who was free, sat down next to his mother and began to make her happy, "It seems that I did the right thing to bring you a daughter."
"You are just a good talker, but after you left, mom's life was indeed much more fulfilling with Yu Ji by her side, unlike when you first went to school, when you were alone." Mother was even more happy to be praised by Zhang Ziwen. "You don't know yet! Yu Ji ranked first in the whole school year in the final exam this time. My son and daughter are both so promising, can I be unhappy as a mother?"
"Mom! You talk about Yu Ji and Yu Ji. You are not afraid that your son will be jealous!" Zhang Ziwen pretended to be aggrieved, "I am your biological son!"
"You are a brat like you who has a lot of troubles. Mom loves you all the same." As soon as the mother finished speaking, the phone at home rang.
"Hello! Who is this?" Zhang Ziwen thought it must be Liu Nan and Jiang Rouli who were looking for Zhang Ziwen, so he quickly picked up the phone.
"Excuse me! Is Park Yuji here?" A slightly childish male voice unexpectedly came from the phone.
"Ah! Here! Wait a minute!" Zhang Ziwen put down the phone and shouted: "Yu Ji! Your phone!"
"Here we come!" Yu Ji walked out of the kitchen while wiping her hands.
She answered the phone, listened to a few words and then said: "No, I won't go. My brother is back and I don't want to go. That's it. Goodbye!"
"Yu Ji! Is there a boy asking you on a date?" Zhang Ziwen couldn't help but teased seeing the blush on Yu Ji's face.
"No! It's not." Yuji's face turned redder and she ran back to the kitchen in a panic.
"You kid, you even tease your sister. Don't you know she is thin-skinned?" The mother pinched Zhang Ziwen's forehead angrily, and continued: "Most of the calls at home now are for Yu Ji, but Yu Ji Ji is a good boy, he concentrates on his studies and never goes out to play."
At this point, my mother changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how are you and Liu Nan and Jiang Rouli doing? Which one are you dating now?"
"We, we are still like that." Zhang Ziwen lowered his head guiltily.
"What do you mean you are still like that? Please explain it clearly to me." The mother's face became serious.
"That's right, we are still the same." Zhang Ziwen really didn't know how to explain to his mother.He wanted to deceive her but didn't want to make her angry, "We are still friends now. As for what will happen in the future, we will wait until we graduate from college." Zhang Ziwen finally came up with a reasonable explanation and let out a long sigh.
"Huh! You have to take care of yourself and don't play with others." The mother snorted coldly and stopped asking about the matter for the time being.
Zhang Ziwen couldn't sit still after staying at home for seven days. There was no news at all from Wan Mingkui. He didn't know how the soybean shipment was going. Thinking of this, Zhang Ziwen picked up the phone and dialed.
"Uncle Wan! How is the delivery of our goods?"
"This! How can I tell you?" Wan Mingkui sighed on the phone and said in a hoarse voice: "We are catching up with the Spring Festival now, and steel and coal are also at their peak transportation period. Our goods have not been delivered until now. More than a thousand tons were sent away.¡±
"Ah!" This is what Zhang Ziwen never expected. Zhang Ziwen had considered all possible situations before, but he didn't expect that something would go wrong in transportation. However, he couldn't blame Zhang Ziwen. After all, he had never dealt with railways before. I don't understand it at all.
"Then let's do some work on the railway, can't we?"
"I've done all the work. It's not that they don't want to deliver the goods, but they really have no choice! Am I also getting angry about this matter now?"
"Uncle Wan, don't be too anxious. I'll rush over right away and we'll find a way." Zhang Ziwen had no choice but to comfort him.
When Zhang Ziwen arrived, he was surprised to see Wan Mingkui in front of him. He had lost weight, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked tired. Zhang Ziwen had a feeling. The situation was more serious than what he said.
"Uncle Wan! Is there any bad news? Just tell me! I'm mentally prepared. The worst I can do is lose some money!" Zhang Ziwen comforted him.
"I received a letter the day before yesterday that the purchase price of Guanli Oil Factory has begun to decrease." He did not feel relaxed at all because of Zhang Ziwen's words, and hesitated.
"How much will it be lowered? Will it continue to be lowered?" Zhang Ziwen's head flickered and he almost fainted. He couldn't deliver the goods and was losing weight every day. But at this time, the purchase price is falling. Isn¡¯t this killing people?
"It has been reduced by 30 yuan per ton. Maybe it will go down again." Wan Mingkui said sheepishly,
"How come it was lowered? Do you know the reason?" Zhang Ziwen quickly recovered from the shock and began to comfort himself. The worst thing is to lose money. Zhang Ziwen has 30 million, and the most he can lose is a few million. Even then, Zhang Ziwen will still have more than 20 million left!
"They said that the increase in imported soybeans is the main reason for the price reduction, and it is likely to continue to fall." Wan Mingkui took a deep breath on his cigarette.
"Will it be lowered again? Is this news reliable?" Although he knew the reliability of the source of the information, Zhang Ziwen still deceived himself and hoped that it was a rumor. Wan Mingkui nodded heavily.
"Is it possible to transport it by road?" This is the only way Zhang Ziwen can think of now.
"It's impossible, thousands of miles away. The freight is too high. And during the peak period of Spring Festival travel, no transportation company has the capacity to transport tens of thousands of tons of goods. Not even a joint venture can do it." Wan Mingkui denied it without hesitation. It seems that Zhang Ziwen has already considered these ideas.
After coming out of his place, Zhang Ziwen walked alone on Hua Street. Looking at the people immersed in the joyful holiday atmosphere and the storefronts with festive lanterns, Zhang Ziwen, who was extremely depressed and anxious, felt that he was in two different worlds. Here, Zhang Ziwen was even a little jealous of their happiness.
Although Zhang Ziwen said it nice, the worst he could do is lose millions, haha! Zhang Ziwen smiled self-deprecatingly, that's several million! Thirty-five thousand tons of soybeans, without counting anything else, means that one ton loses one pound of water per day, which adds up to a loss of thirty thousand yuan!
Zhang Ziwen shook his head vigorously, trying to expel his negative emotions from his brain, but the more he didn't want to think about it, the more he couldn't forget it. Regret and self-blame tortured Zhang Ziwen alternately, making Zhang Ziwen extremely depressed.
Unknowingly, he had been walking outside for more than an hour. The cold north wind gradually calmed down Zhang Ziwen's groggy brain. It was absolutely impossible to sit still and wait for death. Zhang Ziwen remembered what Mr. Liu liked to say when he was an intern at the police station, "I don't believe it. How can a living person be choked to death by urinating?"
right! Can a living person be choked to death by urinating? There will eventually be a way.
"Uncle Wan! What is the current price of beans harvested in the grain depot? How is the harvest going?" Back at his residence, Zhang Ziwen hurriedly found Wan Mingkui to learn about the current situation below.
"I don't know about this. I've been busy contacting the train company these days, but I haven't seen Director Liu." He didn't understand Zhang Ziwen's question, "You askWhat's this for? "
"Let's understand the situation!" Zhang Ziwen smiled lightly, "Uncle Wan! Ask Director Liu out tonight! I want to chat with him!"
"You're so good! You're almost overwhelmed, but you can still laugh." Seeing that Zhang Ziwen's expression was much better than before, Wan Mingkui's mood also relaxed a little, "Okay! Give him a call now. Telephone."
"Director Liu, has there been any change in the price of beans collected in our grain depot?" Neither Zhang Ziwen nor Wan Mingkui brought their worries to the dinner. After chatting and laughing for a while, Zhang Ziwen asked casually.
"Now we have lost one penny per catty. This is all affected by the reduction in the price of soybeans collected by oil plants." After Director Liu answered, he looked at Wan Mingkui with a hint of confusion and said: "I heard that those soybeans are still If it is not transported away, the purchase price of this oil plant will be lowered, and your losses must be considerable, but you don¡¯t seem to be in a hurry, what¡¯s going on?¡±
"Haha! There is nothing we can do about it. It's useless for us to worry. Fortunately, we can still bear the current losses." When he mentioned the pain point, Wan Mingkui smiled unnaturally.
"Director Liu, if the price continues to drop, will it affect our grain depot's collection of beans?" Zhang Ziwen took over and asked.
"That's for sure. The price of soybeans has been rising steadily over the years. This sudden price drop will naturally affect the purchase of grain depots. Soybean farmers will have a reluctance to sell, if they are not eager to wait for money. Most soybean farmers will store soybeans at home. . Wait until the price is high before selling." Director Liu saw that Zhang Ziwen was the protagonist tonight. Although he didn't know Zhang Ziwen's role in this harvest, he still explained patiently.
"Then is it possible for our grain depot to sell beans when the price drops?"
"It depends on the situation. First, the inventory requirements of the national reserve must be met. The remaining part may also be sold as grain when funds are tight. After all, we have national subsidies and need to stabilize market prices!" He seemed to understand what Zhang Ziwen meant. Without waiting for Zhang Ziwen to ask, he continued: "But now our grain depots have not completed the inventory requirements, so there will be no large sales of beans. It is a special situation that we can sell them to you this time!"
After hearing Director Liu¡¯s affirmative answer, Zhang Ziwen seemed to vaguely grasp something in his heart, but it was not clear. After chatting with him for a while. Still drink as much as you want.
"Uncle Wan, don't be too anxious. It's useless to rush. The soybeans won't be distributed, so let's wait and see!" The next day, Zhang Ziwen said goodbye to Wan Mingkui, "I'll go back to Sunset Think of a way, I have to trouble you to keep an eye on this."
Wan Mingkui¡¯s expression told Zhang Ziwen. He didn't think Zhang Ziwen could come up with any solution. But I probably felt sorry for Zhang Ziwen, so I still encouraged Zhang Ziwen to go out and relax. That afternoon. Zhang Ziwen flew back to Sunset and went straight to Sun Junsong after getting off the plane.
"This matter involves too many domestic and foreign factors, and I can't answer your question." Sun Junsong listened to Zhang Ziwen's situation and thought seriously for a while, "But I have a classmate who studies international trade in Didu. This year He has also published several papers at international academic exchange conferences, and the response has been very enthusiastic. He is an expert. If it doesn't work, I will take you to him to ask."
"This! Isn't this bad? It will affect your work. Why don't you help me talk to him, and I will go find him myself." Zhang Ziwen knew that he was also very busy at work. It would take two days at the fastest for this Didu to go back and forth. I'm sorry to delay my business.
"It's okay! This time you have invested all your capital, it is not a small matter. I will feel more at ease if I go with you. Besides, we will leave tonight. If everything goes well, I will be able to come back tomorrow night." Seeing Zhang Ziwen, he was still very happy. Sorry, he laughed and said: "You can't tell! This brother of mine is still a multi-millionaire! When my brother is short of money and asks you to borrow money from him in the future, he is not allowed to imitate Grotte!"
"Fuck! Look what you said!" Zhang Ziwen smiled and punched him, "Then Zhang Ziwen will book a flight now." Sun Junsong's classmate is called Xue Bingguo. He wears thick glasses for myopia and has a bookish air. You can tell at a glance He is a scholar-type person.
Before arriving, Sun Junsong introduced Zhang Ziwen's situation on the phone. He knew that the situation was urgent, so after meeting, he did not use too many polite words and quickly got down to business.
¡°Mr.
"Stop calling me that. Ah Song and I are good friends. You can just call me Da Guo." Zhang Ziwen's name made him a little uncomfortable. "Fortunately, I received your call yesterday and I immediately found Bansu." information, otherwise I wouldn¡¯t be able to answer your sudden question." He chuckled and began to explain.
¡°There are two main factors that determine the price of a product. One is value, that is, under social production conditions.Under certain circumstances, the socially necessary labor time required to produce a certain commodity; the second is the relationship between supply and demand. If supply exceeds demand, the price will fall; if supply exceeds demand, the price will rise. Let¡¯s talk about the value of soybeans now. "
It¡¯s rare to have such a good teacher open a small stove. Zhang Ziwen quickly took out his notebook and started taking notes.
"I checked last night and found that the soybeans our country imported this time are all produced in South America. In our country, soybeans have not been taken seriously, and the country's investment in scientific research and preferential policies in this area are insufficient. The current yield per hectare is 1.71 tons. On the contrary, in South American countries, taking Argentina as an example, their yield per hectare is 2.56 tons. Their yield is high and their planting scale is large, so their costs are small. Judging from the price in October this year , the FOB price of Argentina¡¯s No. 1 soybeans is 1.31 yuan per kilogram, while the average price in our country is 1.75 yuan, and our price is 35 percentage points higher than Argentina.¡±
"What about transportation? After they transport across the ocean, plus tariffs and VAT, do their prices still have an advantage?" Zhang Ziwen did not expect that there would be such a big gap in production costs. If the import is opened. How can the country's soybean farmers survive? The country should have policies in this regard.
"I checked last night. The cost of a cargo ship arriving at the port is 60 yuan per ton, the tariff is 3%, and the value-added tax is 13%. In our country, soybeans from Huilongjiang are transported to Guanli by rail. The freight per ton is 120 yuan. People who import soybeans have a price advantage over domestic soybeans." Seeing Zhang Ziwen's mouth wide open in surprise, Xue Bingguo smiled and said:
"Don't worry! If they transport it casually like this, there will be chaos. In order to protect the interests of the country, our country has import quota restrictions on soybeans." He paused and continued: "The soybeans imported a few days ago are This is the first import for our country. The quota is less than 1 million tons, accounting for about 5.8% of the national production this year, and the current import volume is only 40,000 tons."
¡°If imports continue, will domestic soybean prices continue to fall?¡± This is also one of the issues that Zhang Ziwen is most concerned about. I really don¡¯t know how Wan Mingkui got the inside information. He didn¡¯t even get the most basic information that China has started importing soybeans. He really killed me.
"It should be possible." Xue Bingguo nodded, stood up and filled the teacups in front of us with tea, and then said: "Now it seems that it is unlikely that your soybeans are eager to sell. But you can wait. After the first month of every year , the price of soybeans will rise. If you are not in a hurry to use money, you can sell them then."
"In addition, the price and yield of soybeans are closely related to climate conditions, diseases and insect pests." He suddenly remembered, "Generally, the price trend of the futures market is the same as the spot price trend. You can also refer to it."
Because Xue Bingguo still had classes to attend, we left after chatting until about nine o'clock. Before leaving, Zhang Ziwen wanted to express something, but he refused to accept it. Seeing that he refused very forcefully, Sun Junsong kept trying to persuade him. Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen had no choice but to take it back first.
"What are your plans now?" After leaving Xue Bing's country, Sun Junsong looked at Zhang Ziwen with a worried look. Although Zhang Ziwen learned a lot of relevant knowledge during this trip to Didu, Xue Bingguo failed to provide Zhang Ziwen with a specific solution, which made him a little disappointed.
"I want to buy a computer first, study for a while, then connect to the Internet, and then think about it myself." Zhang Ziwen was very satisfied with this trip, especially when Xue Bingguo told Zhang Ziwen that many of the situations he and Zhang Ziwen talked about were obtained from the Internet. This gave Zhang Ziwen more confidence in his analysis of future soybean price trends.
"Okay! This is business, go back and Zhang Ziwen will help you with it."
"Then let's go back first!"
After returning to Sunset, Sun Junsong conducted a night of Internet operation training for Zhang Ziwen, so that Zhang Ziwen could conduct information queries on his own. The situation was urgent, so Zhang Ziwen did not delay and flew back to Hua the next day.
"Why did you come back so soon?" Wan Mingkui was a little surprised to see Zhang Ziwen come back so quickly, "I'm here, it doesn't matter if you stay out for a few more days."
"It's nothing fun. I just remembered something and came back first." He didn't know how useful the work he was doing now could be, so Zhang Ziwen didn't explain his trip to Didu to him, "Uncle Wan! This matter still needs to be done." Please use your connections to help me check."
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"I would like to know the soybean sowing area and production in various provinces in the country in the past three years, and it would be best to know the price rise of soybeans in the past few years." China's Internet construction has just started. Zhang Ziwen inquired about these situations last night I couldn't find it at all, and it wasn't even published in relevant journals and magazines.
"Okay, I'll find someone to take care of it right away. If you need anything else, just tell me." Wan Mingkui listened.He was stunned, and then understood Zhang Ziwen's intention.
"There is nothing else." Seeing that he agreed so happily, Zhang Ziwen was very happy, and suddenly remembered and said: "By the way! Uncle Wan, lend me your Mercedes-Benz during this time, so that I can run back and forth." convenient."
"Why are you borrowing it? That new car is yours. I'm just keeping it for you. Isn't it natural for you to use it?" He looked disapproving. "Boy, who wants to drive the car? How about I let De Will I follow you?"
"Haha! No need, the police academy opened a driving class last semester, and I have already obtained my driver's license. Besides, I am going home, so it is not convenient for Brother Chen to follow me."
When I first learned how to drive, my hands were very itchy. Regardless of whether my driver's license was issued, I always pestered Sister Zhiyun on weekends and had so much fun driving her Toyota car that I was stopped by the traffic police once. Seeing that Zhang Ziwen was a college student at the police academy. In the future, it was for the sake of colleagues that they educated Zhang Ziwen and let him go. After that, Zhang Ziwen became less addicted to driving.
"Okay! But it's winter now and the road is slippery. You must be careful when driving!" Wan Mingkui handed the key to Zhang Ziwen's hand, and Wan Mingkui said with some worry.
"Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention. Uncle Wan, just be more careful! I'm going back first."
The first time he drove alone, Zhang Ziwen was very careful. Even on the highway, the speed did not exceed 100. Listening to the Wang Jie album I just bought, and watching the road guards on both sides flash past, the joy in my mood was enough to offset the unhappiness caused by the soybean acquisition.
Back to Nanshi, Zhang Ziwen did not go home. Instead, he bought a computer with the best configuration and went through the Internet access procedures. This is a top priority, and we will rely on it to keep abreast of international developments in the future.
Mother was very dissatisfied with Zhang Ziwen running away just after he came back. In order to make her happy, Zhang Ziwen drove her and Yu Ji around the city. Unexpectedly, good intentions turned out to be wrong. Looking at the million-dollar car and the computer that had just been moved into the house, my mother's face became even more ugly.
"What on earth did you do outside? Where did you get such a high-end car? And the computer costs tens of thousands, right?" After returning from the outside, her mother called Zhang Ziwen to her room alone and asked extremely seriously: "What else?" I have your mobile phone and your clothes. You didn't explain these things clearly before. I see that your grades have not deteriorated, and the police academy has strict management, so I didn't ask any more questions. But this time you even drove your car back and paid hundreds of dollars. You can drive Wan's car casually? Today, you must tell the truth to mom."
"Mom! You have to believe your son. I didn't do anything illegal. I really made all the money myself, and I really borrowed the car from someone else." Zhang Ziwen had long expected his mother's accusation, and immediately told the lie Said it again.
"You don't want to study hard at school, so you are busy doing this every day?" Unexpectedly, when her mother heard that Zhang Ziwen was helping others make money, she would be furious, "Are you still treating yourself as a police officer? Do you still want to inherit your father's legacy?" Have you left your will? Are you still busy making money? Is money so important to you? You really disappoint your mother."
"Mom! Mom! Don't be angry, please listen to my explanation!" Zhang Ziwen begged in panic: "I have always regarded being a police officer as my ideal. Isn't it also to make money to lighten your burden? Don't be angry. !¡±
"I don't need your help to lighten the burden. No matter how tired Mom is, she will help you finish college." Her mother thought that Zhang Ziwen knew he was wrong, so her tone softened and she said in a consultative tone: "Listen to Mom, don't do things that you don't do." It¡¯s useful, finish reading the book carefully and become a good police investigator, ah!¡±
Zhang Ziwen knew that his mother¡¯s ideas were still in the era of planned economy, and she believed that only those who worked hard with an iron rice bowl were the most promising. Doing business was undoubtedly a crooked way in her eyes.
"Okay! Mom, I listen to you, study hard when you go back this time, so as not to worry you." Zhang Ziwen replied without hesitation.
"This is my good son. You should hurry up and return the car to someone else. We can't afford to pay for such an expensive car if the paint is scratched off." After hearing Zhang Ziwen's assurance, the mother finally smiled.
"This!" This car was driven back just for the convenience of traveling to the soybean farmers. Besides, it was not troublesome enough to travel hundreds of miles back and forth.
"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhang Ziwen's expression of confusion, his mother asked with a straight face.
"Mom! Let's return this car a few days later, shall we? I have to use it to do things these days?" Zhang Ziwen carefully explained: "You always taught me to do things from beginning to end. Even if I don't work in the future, You have to finish the things at hand first! Otherwise, you won¡¯t delay other people¡¯s things.¡±
"You!" Zhang Ziwen's mother was speechless for a moment, "I've been talking to you for a long time in vain, forget it! You can think about it yourself!" After saying that, mother waved her hand and walked out. To be continued.
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