Damn Russians, if I add 100,000, they will subtract 100,000. According to this subtraction method, the two sides will meet at 1.3 million.

This price is a bit unreasonable.

Although spending 1.3 million rubles to buy an aircraft engine was a huge bargain, he felt bad that he didn't get the advantage from the Russians.

The Russians are now taking advantage of him, and if they don't take more advantage, they will not have a sense of superiority.

"Dimitri, this is my last offer. This is the last time. If you do it, it's a deal. If you don't, forget it! 950,000."

Dimitri didn't care whether Wan Feng's words were the last one or not. "I'll make my final offer, one million six hundred and fifty thousand."

Hey! Damn you, you're still getting excited. I add 100,000 and you subtract 100,000. I add 50,000 and you subtract 50,000. In total, you're heading towards the goal of 1.3 million!

I won’t let you have your wish.

"Dimitri! You're going to fight me! I don't believe it! One million!"

"One million and six hundred thousand!"

"One million and one hundred thousand!" As soon as Dimitri's offer came out, Wan Feng quickly read out the next offer.

"One million and a half million!"

"One million and one hundred and fifty thousand!"

"One million four hundred and fifty thousand!"

"One million, two hundred and fifty thousand!" Wan Feng read very quickly.

"One million three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"One million and one hundred thousand!"

"One million and two hundred thousand!"

"Deal!" Wan Feng slammed the table, saving ten thousand is ten thousand.

Dimitri blinked blankly, not yet understanding what was happening.

Han Guangjia and Old Tang burst out laughing.

What are you two laughing at! If you laugh, the Russians will react!

"Why do I feel something is wrong?"

"How can it be wrong? It's absolutely right. The deal has already been made, so what's right or wrong?"

Dimitri began to pick at his fingers, and in the end he was in a state of confusion.

"Why are you reducing the price?"

"Who said it's not allowed to reduce it?"

"You're not… not… reliable!"

"Comrade Dimitri, don't be so petty. Business is a long-term process, a process of taking advantage of each other. If you suffer a loss this time, you may suffer a loss again next time."

Taking advantage of others is my business, so don't even think about it.

Dimitri was discouraged. He thought it was impossible to argue with this guy, so he decided to go and see the goods.

Because he saw a truck being unloaded, he wanted to go and see what new goods were there.

Dimitri followed Zhang Zhiyuan to look at the goods, leaving Wan Feng and Lao Tang in the room. Han Guangjia also went out.

"Do you know the Soviets' asking price?"

"One million and two hundred thousand rubles." Old Tang's face turned black.

He still understands the international exchange rate. If these 1.2 million rubles are converted according to the international exchange rate, they are equivalent to 8 million RMB. This is still unaffordable!

“This is too expensive!”

"This is the international exchange rate, which has little to do with us. Do you want to hear my quote and yours?"

Old Tang nodded.

"Two...three hundred thousand!"

Wan Feng originally wanted to continue to ask for 200,000, but when he thought of the 80,000 he got from selling the boat, he immediately changed his mind to 300,000.

This has to be brought back.

He only needed to pay 40,000 Chinese yuan worth of supplies to offset the 1.2 million rubles.

Old Tang was pleasantly surprised: "Only 300,000?"

The generals' bottom line price was 500,000 yuan, which was still 200,000 yuan short.

Old Tang was surprised but also confused. What was going on with Wan Feng? He sold something worth more than 8 million Chinese yuan for only 300,000.

It is certain that he still makes money, although not much, but definitely makes money. How does he do it?

"Why do you sound like I'm going to lose less, then..."

"Don't be so adamant. Just three hundred thousand. I'll go tell the old leader right away."

Old Tang didn't give Wan Feng any chance to regret. He turned around and ran out. He wanted to go to the Heihe Military Sub-district to report to the leader.

At this time, he felt that it was really necessary for the army to equip Wan Feng with communication equipment.

After all, the Russians are an uncivilized race, basically half human, half beast. They are not at all cold to use their bare hands to write down the prices and uses of those commodities on paper.

Zhang Zhiyuan huddled up in his furry cotton jacket and was shivering with cold.

This time, Guo Wu brought a lot of new side dishes with gorgeous packaging, which opened Dimitri's eyes.

While recording, he also felt sad, thinking that the Soviet Union, a country that could produce all kinds of steel monsters, could not produce bubble gum and flue-cured tobacco cigarettes.

In the past month or so, after he smoked Chinese flue-cured tobacco cigarettes, he suddenly realized that the blended cigarettes they smoked were simply shit.

There is also Chinese liquor. After adapting to the taste of Chinese liquor, he found that Chinese liquor is something worth savoring. Their vodka was quite enjoyable to drink at the time, but after the craving, that was it. There was no lingering and endless aftertaste at all.

After spending about an hour recording the uses and prices of some goods that had not been available before, Dimitri hurried back to Wan Feng's office.

"I asked to bring back a batch of goods this time. The goods I brought back last time have almost been processed."

Wan Feng was shocked.

"You're almost done with it in five days?" Were they really going to mobilize Soviet soldiers to set up stalls on the streets?

"In addition to merchants from Komsomolsk-on-Amur, merchants from Xiatanbovskoye, Chinormanovka, Sofisk, Solnechini and other places also come to us to buy goods, and the goods are shipped in large quantities.

Wan Feng was confused by the names Dimitri mentioned. He had no idea where they came from, but it seemed like there were a lot of them.

"Now even the merchants in Soviet Port know that we have goods and are ready to buy from us. How can it not be fast?"

I have heard of the Soviet port of Wanfeng, which is where the Longjiang River flows into the sea.

"Sure! I'll give you 300,000 worth of goods first, and then I'll give you the remaining 900,000 worth when you deliver the engine."

"Three hundred thousand is too little."

"It's a lot. I'm not confident enough in you yet. If you take the supplies and run away without giving me the goods, who will I cry to?"

"That's impossible. Our country can't even pay subsidies right now. We have to find a way out on our own. We hope to do this for a long time."

Holy shit! The Soviet Union is almost the same as China’s military enterprises now. Are they all looking for their own way out?

"Then I'll give you another 100,000, no more."

Dimitri thought that goods worth 400,000 were enough, so he took them back first.

"When will you ship it to me?"

"I'll send it as soon as I get back. As long as the river isn't frozen solid, our boat can still deliver the goods even if it's on ice. If the river is blocked, we'll have to wait until the ice solidifies before sending it.

After the discussion, Wan Feng did not waste time and asked the base to prepare the goods and then declare customs and ship them on the spot.