Upon hearing this, the people nearby immediately started shouting.
They came here because Cao Jianjun told them that border trade was very profitable, and that a bottle of wine could be exchanged for a pair of leather boots, with profits of ten or even dozens of times.
If you did business like Cao Jianjun, how much profit would you make? It wouldn't even be as good as what they make by trading licenses in the capital, at least they don't need any capital.
"What should we do? We have so much stock stuck in our hands, we can't let it sit there!" Cao Jianjun shouted anxiously.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
These people were all pampered young masters.
Back when I was in the capital, I had the support of my elders in the family. They would help me get some permits and I could easily make 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. I thought doing business was particularly easy.
During the Spring Festival, I heard from my father that Wu Yucheng was running a border trade business in Heihe and had made a lot of money in a month.
These people had always been at odds with Wu Yucheng, and they always felt that if Wu Yucheng could do it, they could too.
So a dozen or so people pooled together a hundred thousand yuan and invested it all at once.
It turned out that border trade wasn't so easy to do; there were many intricacies involved.
But now all their money is tied up in goods, and they can't even return them. They're caught in a dilemma, unable to move forward or backward. What can they do?
Following Cao Jianjun's instructions, the translator negotiated with the other side. Those Russians weren't stupid; they quickly changed their tune and demanded eight cases of liquor in exchange for a ton of fertilizer or steel.
Cao Jianjun and his group were naturally unhappy, and after some haggling, they finally agreed on six cases of wine.
A case of wine contains twelve bottles, which costs about thirty-five or thirty-six yuan. Six cases would cost a little over two hundred yuan.
The cost was undeniably high, but there was no other way. Cao Jianjun could only reluctantly agree to the deal.
This time, the Russians shook hands with Cao Jianjun and the others with great satisfaction, and then began unloading the cargo.
The fertilizer was fine, with all the necessary permits and licenses in place. However, when it came time to unload the steel, Cao Jianjun and his team discovered that the other party had delivered scrap steel.
And some of them look like cannon barrels from a tank.
"What is this? Wasn't it supposed to be steel? Why is this all scrap iron?" Cao Jianjun quickly asked the translator.
As a result, the other party was perfectly justified, stating that the price originally agreed upon was for scrap steel.
Good steel is now basically monopolized by people like Andrei; no one else can get their hands on it.
These scrap steel pieces were salvaged from abandoned tanks at the border.
After border relations eased back then, the other side simply abandoned those outdated and cumbersome weapons outside the city.
The Russians lacked everything else, but they had no shortage of steel. Those things were left outside the city, and nobody even bothered to pick them up.
Before the Lunar New Year, Sheng Xiping and his team spent some time exchanging scrap steel, and now there isn't much scrap steel left in the city of Bu.
The Russians then set their sights on the abandoned tanks and armored vehicles outside the city. They hired people to dismantle and cut them up, loaded them onto trucks, and transported them over in exchange for supplies.
Speaking of which, the steel used to make tanks is all high-quality material. How could Cao Jianjun and his colleagues, coming from privileged backgrounds, not understand this?
Just looking at these rusty scraps of steel in front of them, and then thinking about all the stainless steel and steel plates on the other side of Tengyue, they felt unbalanced.
The Russians, upon seeing this, also frowned and said directly, "This is it, take it or leave it."
Cao Jianjun pondered for a moment, then thought, "What can I do? Even scrap metal is better than nothing."
And so, Cao Jianjun and the others reluctantly agreed to the deal. After unloading the truck, they loaded it with liquor, sausages, daily necessities, and other goods and drove it away.
Although the client was introduced by the Bureau of Trade and Economic Cooperation, it was the first transaction between the two parties, and the Russian side did not dare to bring too many goods.
Today, fifty tons of fertilizer and seventy tons of steel were delivered, which were exchanged for five hundred cases of wine, as well as some daily necessities and other items.
As soon as the Russian's car left, a bunch of middlemen surrounded them, asking, "Boss, are you selling these fertilizers and scrap metal? What's the price?"
"What the hell? You call this scrap metal? This is steel salvaged from a tank, all good steel, and you call it scrap metal?"
Don't be fooled by the fact that Cao Jianjun and his men don't dare to speak loudly in front of the Russians; they're quite arrogant towards these middlemen.
In their pursuit of profit, the middlemen naturally paid no attention to Cao Jianjun and the others' attitude, and simply continued talking with smiles on their faces.
"Hey boss, the steel in the tank is indeed good steel, but there's one thing that most people wouldn't dare to use."
Even if we take it back, we'll have to remelt it and re-form it, which adds up to costs, so we can only calculate it as scrap steel.
When Cao Jianjun and his men heard this, they realized it made sense; this thing really couldn't be used directly.
He mentally calculated the costs and began to quote prices: "Fertilizer is 600 yuan per ton, and steel is 1,000 yuan per ton. How much do you want?"
"What the heck? Six hundred for fertilizer? One thousand for scrap iron? Oh dear, you should probably buy it from someone else."
"Tengyue Company sells fertilizer for only 400 and scrap metal for 600. Yours is too expensive; we can't afford it."
Upon hearing this, the group of middlemen around immediately shook their heads and turned to leave.
Cao Jianjun and the others were dumbfounded when they heard this. "Damn, it's Tengyue again? Don't they want people to make money?"
The cost of one ton of fertilizer is over 200 yuan, but it's only sold for 400 yuan. That's too little profit!
"Come back, come back, um, let's talk about this."
The goods have already been returned, so what can we do if we don't sell them? They do have sales channels, but can they really send someone to transport such a small amount of goods south? It's not worth it.
The middleman, who had been about to leave, turned back and began to talk with Cao Jianjun and the others.
Most of the fertilizer from Tengyue Company is sold to various farms in Heilongjiang Province, with thousands of tons being shipped out, so the price is cheap, at 400 yuan per ton.
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