At that time, one US dollar could be exchanged for 250 rubles, and 100,000 rubles was 25 million rubles. Even if the ruble was worthless, it was still a huge sum of money.
Seeing that their boss was so generous, Gaokova and Victoria, the two Russian swallows, immediately glanced at Wan Feng.
These swallows have been trained in special techniques for seducing people, and just one of their eyes can make them fly in 108 different ways.
Wan Feng was distracted and wanted to end the meeting quickly.
If I am sent flying by these two monsters again, I might become the fish on the hook.
After giving the activity funds to Alexei and quickly sending them away, Wan Feng and Shaminov sat under the big umbrella on the roof of his villa and chatted with Jingqilijiang.
"Shaminov, how are the stocks going?"
It has been nearly a year since Russian Screws began issuing warrants on August 19 last year. Before Li Mingze went to Ukolan, he told Wan Feng that he had acquired about four million shares.
After Li Mingze went to Ukol, this task was given to Shaminov.
"Before Li Mingze left, we acquired over four million shares. After he left, my men scrambled to acquire another three million shares, bringing our total to seven million now. Ten thousand! Is this really going to help us?"
Seven million shares! That's too little!
"Shaminov! Buy as much as you can now. I will give you 10 million Mi Yuan later."
The bank sold the voucher for twenty-five rubles, or ten cents.
When Li Mingze first bought the shares from an individual, the price was 40 cents. Now, because some people have started to buy them, the purchase price has risen to 60 cents per share.
Wanfeng has a lot of Mi Yuan in his hands now. In the past six months, all the proceeds from the sales of Lin Lairong's mobile pagers and computers were converted into Mi Yuan. In addition, the dividends from Qiandong Company and Warwick Company in the past two years were also converted into Mi Yuan by Lin Lairong.
In this way, Wan Feng has about 200 million Miyuan in his hands. These Miyuan were originally less than 1.2 billion Chinese yuan. With the devaluation of the Chinese yuan, these Miyuan have become 1.6 billion Chinese yuan.
Four hundred million more appeared out of thin air.
Wan Feng had no intention of exchanging these US dollars for Chinese currency. He used these US dollars to purchase shares in Russian Screw.
But getting the money into Shaminov's hands was not an easy task.
This problem can only be solved by Lin Lairong.
“Do we really have to charge as much as we can?”
"Whether we can make a fortune depends on how many stocks you can collect. Feel free to collect as many as you can! If you don't have enough money, come to me. Oh, and you won't just take my share when the stocks become valuable, will you? Even though we've been dealing with each other for several years, I still don't trust you guys to do things."
Shaminov patted his chest and said, "We Russian screw manufacturers are trustworthy. We guarantee that the situation you described will not happen."
Are you kidding me?
"Shaminov! How about doing some business?" After talking about stocks, Wan Feng changed the subject.
"Do industry? What kind of industry? The current situation of Russian screws doesn't seem suitable for any kind of industry."
Most people can’t even afford to eat now, so don’t even think about selling any industrial products.
"I'm not asking you to do it now. Wait four or five years until the Russian screw economy picks up."
After 1996, the Russian screw economy will ease somewhat, and there will still be some prospects for engaging in industry at that time.
"What are you doing?"
"How about I transfer my two motorcycle production lines to you? The Russian screw market is still quite good, with sales of over 100,000 motorcycles a year."
In fact, it is not difficult for Wanfeng to transfer two motorcycle production lines in the country.
He wanted to move to Russian screw production in order to lay the groundwork for occupying the Russian screw market in the future.
Even if Russian screws are not very good, there is still a market of 100 million to 100 million people, and it is still possible to sell hundreds of thousands of motorcycles a year.
Russia is a vast country with a sparse population, and there is no need to worry about air pollution. Two-stroke motorcycles have more horsepower than four-stroke motorcycles, and are very suitable for stupid, big, and rough people like the Russians.
"Well... let's talk about this when we can do it."
Shaminov really has no confidence in the current Russian screw market. The ruble can be devalued at will, and everything he does will be in vain.
Wan Feng arranged everything about the Russian screws in just a few hours. The next day he returned to Heihe and then took two days to fly back to Bohai.
He came and left in a hurry. This time, Wan Feng spent a total of five days in the Russian screw shop and hurried back.
When Wan Feng returned home and saw Luan Feng lying on the bed singing, his heart dropped to his stomach.
Zhang Xuan was massaging Luan Feng's legs. When she saw Wan Feng coming back, she quickly got up.
"Why didn't you write me before you came back?"
"My phone's dead, and I was in such a hurry to get back that I couldn't find a public phone. Xiao Zhang, how are things going?"
"Didn't you see it all? Who are you calling Xiao Zhang?" Zhang Xuan glared at Wan Feng.
Luan Feng was laughing at him.
Wan Feng sat next to Luan Feng and reached out to touch her belly.
"Don't move! Xiaofeng is making a fuss inside, don't scare him."
Wan Feng was tired. What do you mean by "Xiao Feng"? Why is the guy in your belly called "Xiao Feng"? Aren't you just insulting me?
Zhang Xuan washed a wet towel and wanted to wipe Wan Feng's face.
"Look at how gentle your little Zhang is. No one has taken care of her for five or six days since you left. Those bastards will beat you up as soon as you come back."
Zhang Xuan retorted, "Sister Feng! Do you find it fun to keep teasing me like this?"
Luan Feng jumped up and said, "Interesting! I love seeing you in so much pain."
Zhang Xuan's face was like red cloth.
Wan Feng quickly interrupted: "Can we talk about something serious? Do you feel like giving birth? If so, let's stay in the hospital."
When Luan Feng heard about going to the hospital, she frowned and said, "Can we give birth at home? When my mother gave birth to me..."
This also made her think of her mother, as if she saw her mother giving birth to her.
"It's no longer possible now. The state now stipulates that children must be born in a hospital. Giving birth at home is unsafe and two children won't be registered."
"Tsk! I don't believe I can't get my child registered if I give birth at home. Besides, what's unsafe about giving birth? I can give birth if I push hard."
Only Luan Feng dared to say this.
"Come on, do you think this is a poop..." Wan Feng had just said this when Zhang Xuan covered his mouth with a towel.
“How disgusting!”
Luan Feng started laughing again, but after just two laughs her expression suddenly changed: "My stomach hurts!"
Wan Feng was startled: "Zhang Xuan! Hurry and take the quilt to the car."
Zhang Xuan hurriedly took the quilt to the car, and Wan Feng helped Luan Feng get out of bed and moved step by step outside to help her into the car.
Wan Feng started the car while calling Han Guangjia: "Third brother! Feng'er is about to give birth."
Han Guangjia, who was at home teasing his son, jumped up and said, "I'm going out. Feng'er is about to give birth."
Before he could finish his words, he had already left, leaving Han Tiezhu with a blank look in his eyes...
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