What Chen Dong needs to do now is to rent a suitable warehouse in Xiushui and find a local smuggler to solve the visa problem.
Xiushui Street.
"Brother Dong, there are so many Russians!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Dong squinted and said.
"Actually, this place is just like what we saw in Dongning; it's a trade zone."
“Right now, there is a severe shortage of light industrial products in Russia, which is forcing some people to come out and resell them back home. Otherwise, they can’t even gather enough daily necessities.”
Upon hearing this, Ah Hu looked enlightened and said.
"So, these Russians are also the country's middlemen."
"That's right!"
Chen Dong nodded and said.
"Actually, we can also do border trade in Dongning."
"However, now we have a better option. We can take the K3 train directly to their capital to sell our products, and we will only make more money."
Chen Dong added another explanation.
In fact, Dongning was his initial choice, but now that he has a better option, Chen Dong naturally won't put all his eggs in one basket.
Chen Dong stopped in front of a stall as he passed by.
This is a stall that engraves seals.
On a low table lay a multitude of tools needed for seal carving: carving knives, horizontal knives, vertical knives, and picks...
The stall owner, a middle-aged man in his forties, was using tools to carve on a red seal blank.
These days, whether in the north or the south, there are snakeheads who specialize in this kind of work.
A smuggler from the north helps people "obtain documents" to go to Russia.
Meanwhile, the smugglers in the south help people illegally cross into Hong Kong.
Nine times out of ten, stalls that advertise helping people with document processing and seal making actually have connections in this field.
This is also why Chen Dong stopped.
"Boss, can you process a permit to go to Russia?"
Upon hearing this, the stall owner was taken aback. He looked up and sized up Chen Dong and his companions for a while before nodding and speaking.
"It's not convenient to talk here, let's find another place to talk!"
"good!"
The stall owner packed up his stall and led Chen Dong and his two companions through a maze of turns to a very secluded storefront.
There was no sign on the storefront, and if the stall owner hadn't led the way, who would have guessed that such a storefront held the key to Russia?
Without hesitation, the three followed the stall owner into the house.
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