Chu Yang and Shen Nansheng have arrived.
I came to the Chinese medicinal herb market today to sell all the Chinese medicinal herbs in my two large warehouses.
Given the current market environment where supply cannot meet demand, even though prices are ridiculously high, such as honeysuckle at 200 yuan per kilogram, there are still plenty of people buying it.
Chu Yang knew that this price wasn't the most outrageous yet; it would rise further over the next two weeks, but the increase would be minimal.
However, because their inventory is so large, they need to quickly resell it during the peak demand period. Otherwise, even if they can sell it later, it will be more difficult and may even lead to inventory backlog.
So he planned to open the warehouse and release goods when market demand was at its peak.
For this purpose, a large number of people were brought along, including a dozen or so employees, each with a computer and a money counting machine, a dozen or so porters, and a team of security guards to maintain order and prevent accidents.
The appearance of this group immediately attracted the attention of the crowd in front of the warehouse.
Boss Diao was the first to discover it, and he rushed out excitedly with tears in his eyes.
When he got close, Shi Nuo stopped him, snarling, "What are you trying to do?"
Boss Diao dared not rush forward again, and anxiously called out across him, "Boss Shen! Boss Chu! It's me, Diao Luan, Old Diao! Do you remember me? I sold you a whole warehouse of medicinal herbs at the end of the year!"
Chu Yang and Shen Nansheng exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously: "We don't remember."
Boss Diao was almost in tears: "How can you forget that you made hundreds of millions by selling this whole warehouse of medicinal herbs to me? I'll accept the huge loss, but please sell me some!"
Chu Yang and Shen Nansheng ignored him and instead had the security guards clear a path for them.
"Open the warehouse! Sell the goods!"
At a command, the cordon was set up, the warehouse door was opened, the workers lined up in front of the door, the movers were ready to go, and the security guards maintained order.
"Those who want to buy goods, line up in a row. No noise or cutting in line. One at a time!"
Seeing the long queue that had formed in the blink of an eye, Boss Diao's heart broke, and he was on the verge of tears.
Just then, he noticed someone patting him on the shoulder. He turned around and was surprised to find it was Chu Yang.
"Boss Chu..."
"Don't tell anyone, we'll leave you some in the end."
"real?"
"Really, it will be a bit lower than the market price. I can't guarantee you'll make more money, but I can only help you recover your losses and make a small profit. That's all I can do."
"It's already very good, very good, thank you Mr. Chu! Thank you..."
Overjoyed, Boss Diao wept tears of gratitude, repeatedly offering cigarettes and lighting them for him.
Chu Yang waved his hand: "Smoking is strictly prohibited in the warehouse."
"Oh right, right, right, look at my brain." Boss Diao laughed.
Looking at Chu Yang's youthful face, he couldn't help but marvel.
If I'm not mistaken, this should be a 20-year-old young man.
Just a few months ago, he thought that his massive stockpiling of goods would definitely result in huge losses.
But now, in just a few months, he has made hundreds of millions!
This operation is unparalleled in the national Chinese medicinal materials market; it would be impossible to do without an accurate judgment of market trends.
And these two people in front of us did it.
"Amazing, you guys are really amazing!" Boss Diao exclaimed.
Chu Yang looked at the busy warehouse and smiled slightly, without saying a word.
The sun gradually rises and then gradually sets in the west.
From morning until around 3 p.m., as Boss Diao bought up the last of his stock, all the medicinal herbs in the two warehouses were sold out.
After the sale was completed and work was called off, the list of payments was quickly compiled.
Then, without stopping, I went to the bank, deposited the cash, and checked the transfer list again.
By the time they finished their work, it was already evening. The group was starving, so they found a restaurant and booked a private room.
After the meal, Lou Chunyue went through the bill again.
"The accounts are correct. After deducting all expenses such as the cost of goods, labor, and warehousing, the net profit is 354.22 million!"
Chu Yang and Shen Nansheng exchanged a smile.
"Same as always, 50/50 split. I'll arrange to transfer it to you tomorrow," Shen Nansheng said.
"That won't do. The capital is provided by my elder brother. He's also in charge of purchasing, warehousing, and labor. I'm just doing the talking," Chu Yang said earnestly.
Shen Nansheng waved his hand: "You can create business opportunities just by talking, and you can make money for your older brother just by talking. I hope you'll talk more in the future and stop wasting your breath. Just follow the old rules."
Chu Yang laughed and decided not to refuse.
"Then transfer it to my stock account. I can do some stock trading lately."
"Then add mine in too, let's do it together."
"Big Brother really doesn't miss any opportunity to make money."
"Who told you to be so good at making money, second brother? I've withdrawn all my other investments and will follow you from now on, hehe."
"..."
The SARS outbreak not only caused chaos and disorder in the Chinese herbal medicine market, but also greatly impacted and volatile the stock market.
Tourism, catering, and consumer sectors are in dire straits, while stocks related to the pandemic are soaring.
Prior to this, Chu Yang had already bought a lot, and now his account, including Shen Nansheng's, has more than 1.2 billion.
Adding the 320 million earned this time, it would then be over 1.5 billion.
His personal assets in his stock account amounted to over 600 million.
There are still more than 80 million in the bank card.
There's another wave of pandemic-related bull market to capitalize on.
Of course, Chu Yang didn't forget that this was the best time to buy Moutai.
He bought 200,000 shares at a record low price of 20.71 yuan, which he conservatively estimates will be worth 2 billion yuan in 18 years.
This is a low-cost, high-return investment.
...
After concluding his trip to Bozhou, Shen Nansheng went off to enjoy his carefree life again.
Chu Yang, on the other hand, continued his campus life.
That Friday afternoon, after school, he called Xiaolizi and went to the music company.
In March, CoolCat's revenue had already exceeded 100 million yuan.
As the business grew and the operations expanded, the company naturally continued to increase its staff.
If things continue to develop this way, the venue will likely need to be expanded.
Now, whenever Chu Yang arrives at the company, he is greeted with shouts of "President Chu!"
After looking around, Chu Yang arrived at Lou Chunyue's office.
Lou Chunyue had just finished making the phone call.
"You're here. I have something to report to you, Mr. Chu. Xiao Li, there are some fruits and snacks on the coffee table."
"Then I won't be polite." Xiaoli handed a slice of watermelon to Chu Yang, and then ate it herself.
"Please sit down, Mr. Chu." Lou Chunyue locked the office door from the inside, then gracefully came over and sat on Chu Yang's lap.
Her slender, fair fingers traced a circle on his chest as she chuckled, "Mr. Chu, would you like to hear the work report first, or do something else?"
Chu Yang took a bite of watermelon, put his arm around her waist, and kissed her deeply on the lips.
"Do other things while giving a work report."
Little Pear, who was eating, looked up, her cheeks puffed out, wrinkled her nose, and mumbled, "You guys are so mean, hmph."
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