"Hey little brat, come in here, I have something to tell you."
"Here I come!" Seeing that his elder brother finally came back, Li Qiang's slightly melancholy face finally showed a smile.
He responded, then stopped looking outside suspiciously and said, "Brother, have you thought about it? Is there anything you need me to do? I'm listening."
"You little bastard, you're so smart. Tell me what I'm thinking about?" Zhao Xiaohai scolded with a smile.
"How can I guess what you are thinking, but I know you have some big plan, and I guess someone is going to be in trouble this time." Li Qiang smiled as he sat down on the sofa next to his eldest brother.
"You guessed it right," Zhao Xiaohai put his arm around his brother's shoulders and shook him vigorously. "Now, let me ask you, is our business profitable now?"
"Big," Li Qiang said without hesitation, "I've calculated it. If we average it out, the profit from every transaction we've made this month is over 600 percent."
"Okay, let me ask you again," Zhao Xiaohai nodded and said, "In these three states in the Far East, what share of the market do our products occupy in the same category?"
"Well...the three places are different," Li Qiang said after thinking for a moment. "In Amur, we have the largest share, about 70%, and in Khabarovsk, we have 50%. As for Primorsky, our share is very small, no more than 20% at most."
"Well, then tell me, taking the Amur Oblast as an example, who occupies the remaining 30% of the similar market?" Zhao Xiaohai continued to ask with a smile.
"Needless to say," Li Qiang shrugged and said disapprovingly, "Although the Russians' domestic consumer goods production capacity has shrunk drastically, they are not extinct after all.
But then again, the Russian domestic products are not popular in the market now, and the quantity is pitifully small. Coupled with our impact in the past few months, the market share they can occupy is estimated to be less than 10%.
Now the remaining 30% of the market share is mainly handled by other trading companies. Now some of the bolder and more financially secure Russians have also come to their senses. Our domestic merchants no longer come here, but these Russians know how to go over to collect the goods. Moreover, these people do not follow the rules in doing business. Many of them support the emerging gangs behind the scenes. Several vicious incidents of robbery of domestic merchants some time ago were also related to them.
Well, I checked a month ago, and there are now twelve similar trading companies in our city of Khabarovsk. They're all run by Russians, and they seem to have connections, with connections in both the black and white worlds. Some of their methods are even more unconventional than ours. They can get fresh meat from Mongolia, refined rice and flour from South Korea and Japan, but they can't get the volume we can.
However, their biggest profit comes from exports. For example, the Lukad Gold Trading Company exports aluminum alloys, profiles, refined iron powder, copper forgings, and even wood. They sell them all to Japan. I hear the profits are huge here."
"Okay, boy. I didn't realize you did so much work." Zhao Xiaohai said in surprise. It was obvious that Li Qiang had put a lot of effort into these things.
"Hehe, of course. Big Brother, I know your temper. I know you'll deal with those guys who are taking advantage of us sooner or later," Li Qiang said with a smile. "Are you going to take action now? How? Start a price war?"
"What a bullshit price war! I don't have the spare cash to throw away right now," Zhao Xiaohai said with a cruel grin. "What we need to do now is very simple. Tomorrow, in the name of the company, you go to all the trading companies in the city and tell them that we're interested in cooperating with them. From now on, all of their goods will be purchased by our company. After deducting the cost, we'll give them a 20% profit margin, so they can save some trouble in the future."
"Twenty percent?" Li Qiang was a little stunned. He said, "Brother, you are kidding, right? According to the current market conditions, I don't think people would agree even if you offered 70%."
"Only 20%, not a cent more. Now that all the domestic traders have stopped trading, it's time for those Soviet bastards to quiet down." Zhao Xiaohai crossed one leg and put his foot on the coffee table in front of him, while speaking firmly, "Doing business without following the rules, hehe, your brother likes it. Tell them clearly tomorrow, either they cooperate with me honestly, or they won't even get 20% of the profit and will be forced to close down."
Because it was already past four in the morning when he went to bed, Zhao Xiaohai got up a little late today. When he opened his eyes, it was almost eleven in the morning. Li Qiang was obviously much more diligent than him. The young man left the reserve depot with several soldiers as early as nine o'clock and went straight to do the important thing that was finalized last night.
After a quick wash and a quick bite, Zhao Xiaohai went straight to Kurvakin's office to prepare for a banquet tonight. The purpose of the banquet was ostensibly to welcome Yakov, the Far East Chairman of the Security Council, but in fact it was to pave the way for his further plans.
The plan that Zhao Xiaohai is about to implement now is undoubtedly a "robbery plan". His Zhao Brothers Trading Company will force all its counterparts in the Far East into bankruptcy in order to achieve a true monopoly of the market.
In the past, Zhao Xiaohai's conscience would not allow him to do this. No matter what he did, he always had to leave people a way to survive. However, after what happened last night, his conscience began to slide rapidly. He found that in the Soviet Union, people were not only sharing profits and money, but these old Russians with pale skin and a lot of hair on their chests would also "eat people."
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