Chapter 445: The plot of Shen Qingchuan

I learned that 20,000 pounds of fine wine is rushing to Baiyun City. The water from Hongyuan Pass will flow down, as is Nangong. The wine made by Qiqi is enough for him to drink, but according to Qiqi, the classification of wine grades in the Tibetan wine cave is divided. It is clear that the wine is divided into four grades, one grade is drunk, the second grade is fragrance, the third grade is pure, and the fourth grade is forgotten. She can only make second grade wine. As for the third and fourth grade wine, only the village chief Xu Gen can make it. Nangong Ao is already very satisfied with the wine made by Qiqi. He did not expect that there are better wines on it. He was naturally very anxious and kept urging the two to return with the fine wine.
Baiyun was installed in the Tibetan wine cave. All the major forces saw Baiyun City entering the river, which had opened a gap in the hinterland of China. Most people saw wine. Whether it was in the peaceful era or the doomsday era, wine was a luxury product. , From no exception, the more beautiful the wine, the more people buy it at a high price. The wine represents endless profits. When Shen Qingchuan learned the news of the Tibetan wine cave, he immediately put down everything and rushed to Baiyun City. He wanted to get it as soon as possible. Sole agent, Nangong De also.
When I saw Shen Qingchuan again, it was obviously more vicissitudes than last time. He was backed by Baiyun City and received the greatest protection. At the same time, he lost some opportunities. No matter how much he did, he only worked for Jiang Feng. To this end, Shen Qingchuan thought of many ways to get back the shares, but thought of Jiang Feng and Baiyun City, he immediately dispelled this idea.
"Boss Shen, don't come without a fool," Jiang Feng laughed.
Shen Qingchuan laughed and said, "Citylord, you haven't seen me in such a long time, and your major shareholder is too irresponsible."
"I only look at people and don't manage too much. Jiang Feng should be the ideal partner for Mr. Shen, isn't he?" Jiang Feng smiled.
Shen Qingchuan laughed twice and saw Jiang Feng again. He felt that Jiang Feng's deepening became unpredictable. Whether it was strength or effort, he could not see it at all.
"City owner, last month, the profit of the Food Transportation Consortium has been handed over to Baiyun City. What do you think?" Shen Qingchuan asked, shifting the topic.
Jiang Feng said with satisfaction, "Yes, well done, and the establishment of the East China Merchants Union is also very good. The first step you told me has already been reached, what are you going to do next?"
"Expanding business, expanding the scope, gradually cannibalizing various businesses, using the economy to control the trend of the people ..." Shen Qingchuan did not hesitate to express his intentions and had to say that Shen Qingchuan was very poisonous about business, at any time The exchange of commodity interests is the root of human survival. He firmly grasped this. It is indeed the head of another food and transportation association that is famous all over the world. Even the strongest names must look at it differently, and it can affect hundreds of millions of people in China.
Jiang Feng quietly listened to these. He didn't understand and didn't want to understand, but he couldn't dispel Shen Qingchuan's enthusiasm.
After 20 minutes, Shen Qingchuan finally finished speaking, looking at Jiang Feng, "City Lord, what do you think?"
Jiang Feng nodded, "Nice idea, I support it, just do it."
"Thank you, Lord, for the wine in the Tibetan wine cave ~", Shen Qingchuan stared at Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng laughed, "I have no plan to sell, at least not yet."
Shen Qingchuan was surprised, "City master, these wines are huge profits."
Jiang Feng waved his hand, "I know, but in my heart, my people are more important. I plan to use the Tibetan wine caves as a reward and give them to the military soldiers in the Baiyun City to inspire them."
Shen Qingchuan hurriedly said, "But the city owner, replacing wine with star crystals can inspire the army."
"Don't worry, there is not much wine production in Tibetan wine caves. For the time being, wait until the output goes up later." Jiang Feng replied that he didn't care about profit. For him, Star Crystal was not a problem. There are a lot of stars, and the taxation of Anding County can completely make up for the consumption of the blank cloud city. Besides, plus Shanghaikou City, the reason why he got involved in business is completely for the purpose of controlling the economy. Only by controlling the economy can we stabilize the people's livelihood. , Xing Jing, he is not lacking, but others are lacking, if you want, join Baiyun City, this is the purpose of Jiang Feng.
Shen Qingchuan has seen Jiang Feng twice, not many times, but he can see that few people can change what Jiang Feng decides.
"Boss Shen, do you know what Baiyun City will do next?" Jiang Feng asked suddenly.
Shen Qingchuan was at a loss.
Jiang Feng said, "Shandong, Henan, is my next goal for Baiyun City."
Shen Qingchuan jumped in his heart, looking at Jiang Feng in surprise, "City Lord, this."
Jiang Feng laughed and said, "I am a nameless teacher in Baiyun City this time. I don't care, but I don't want Chinese people pointing at my nose and scolding me. Do you have a solution?"
Shen Qingchuan's mind was very chaotic. Jiang Feng told him Baiyun City's military plan. The meaning was clear. What he couldn't do with military action, he had to do, for example, the human heart.
The use of commercial means to buy people's hearts, Shen Qingchuan has not done it, does not mean that he will not, the original goal of the East China Merchants Union was to use the economy to suppress the forces of all parties, buy people's hearts, and change it.
Shopping malls, such as battlefields, are sometimes even more brutal than battlefields. The battlefield is a trample on human life, while the commercial warfare is a trample on the human heart. Various turbulent clouds and various conspiracies are no better than politics. Jiang Feng believes that Shen Qingchuan must be There are ways to accomplish what he explained.
"Citylord, I want to loan to Baiyun City," Shen Qingchuan said, pondering for a while.
Jiang Feng nodded, "Yes, talk."
"First of all, we released a lot of food and supplies to lower the price of food. On the one hand, we restricted purchases and reduced losses. On the other hand, we rushed to buy food and supplies on the market and hoarded them. After that, Baiyun City mobilized the army on a large scale, mobilized before the war, and the war came. The price of grain and materials will definitely rise so many people can't buy it. Baiyun City masters burn the warehouses of the major forces. The major forces have reduced their supplies and have no intention to distribute them free of charge. This will make the people lose their hearts. At this time, Baiyun City is recovering. Free distribution of food and supplies in the region won the hearts of the people, plus the city ’s founder ’s contribution to building Fujian and building walls to block cold currents. According to public opinion, no one will say what Baiyun City is doing, only to scold the forces that resist Baiyun City ...
Shen Qingchuan said.
Jiang Fengen said aloud, exclaiming, "It is indeed Boss Shen. Well, just as you said, I will inform Zhao Chengzhu to open the warehouse, how many stars you want to take at will."
Shen Qingchuan was overjoyed, "Thank you, the Lord."
The last three years have passed, and three full years have passed. Survivors have become accustomed to doomsday life. Ordinary people can stay in the city with their labor and earn a living. They go out boldly to kill zombies or mutant beasts and harvest stars. Collecting ten can become Evolvers, who have good luck and become abilities directly, jump into the dragon gate and become high-level officials in various places.
In Jinan, Shandong, the original barren gathering place was renamed the Heifeng gathering place. One million people demolished the barren gathering style building under the order of Machi, and the evolutionaries went out for hunting.
I do n’t know when, there are a lot of very cheap mutant rice in the world. Many people snapped up, but it ’s a pity that the purchase was limited. However, the original rice was left unattended. Many people snapped up the cheap rice. Others were jealous and waiting. Selling cheap rice again.
"Lao Liu, go and buy rice. The grain in the house is almost gone," the woman said to the man in a humble hut.
The man shook his head and said, "Pharaoh has bought cheap rice. Do you know that the value is twice as low as the rice I bought before? I could buy two copies of the original rice money, don't you want it?"
"But there is no food left in the house," the woman hesitated.
"No rush, the snap-up is about to begin."
"Then you be careful."
"Relax, the evolutionist does n’t lack food and won't us. With your husband's muscle, you can definitely grab it." Then, the man walked out of the house, behind her, the woman looked forward to.
On Donghua Street, in front of a building, countless people crowded here. Old Liu took a deep breath and rushed forward. Others were tall and muscular. He was a fitness coach in peacetime. Few people could hold it. He rushed to the front quickly, causing a scold.
The sun was heading and the crowd was hustle and bustle. Many people shouted that those who should have sold grain at this time did not move.
"What's going on? Who's selling rice?".
"What about people?"
"over slept".
...
Old Liu was also shouting, he had a vague feeling of bad.
The next moment, someone exclaimed, "Nothing, nothing inside."
Everyone was furious, the crowd rushed into the building, and their eyes were blank, and the mutant rice that had been piled up like a mountain was gone.
"What's going on? Where did the person go?".
"Hurry up."
"My little sister-in-law is guarding the city gate. I must know that I'll go to him."
...
Many people searched in anger. After a long time, they found nothing, as if the rice before them was an illusion.
Helpless, everyone had to leave. Old Liu was bitter. He felt his pockets and sighed. He could only buy the rice before, which was cheap.
However, the subsequent results angered everyone, and all the food and materials sold in the Heifeng gathering place were gone and bought.
Zuo Zhou looked at the small man in front of him with satisfaction. "General Qin, you still do business, so much grain is sold. These star crystals are enough to increase the strength of our Heifeng gathering place, yes, yes."
Mr. Qin Mei smiled, "Master Zuo, it ’s better for you to teach, I just follow your command line."
"Haha, you're welcome. By the way, to whom do you sell so much food and supplies? Those are the most inferior mutant foods. Besides the survivors, will anyone buy them?"
"It's a soil dipper from Henan. He bought a lot of grains with star crystals, and it looks hungry."
"Haha, Henan is not far away from us. You have to grasp this line. In the future, all these inferior goods will be sold to them," Zuo Zhou said with satisfaction.
"Yes, Lord Zuo."
Suddenly, someone reported that "the riots in the city and the people are in trouble".
Zuo Zhou frowned. "What are they doing?"
"The food and supplies are gone, they haven't eaten."
"What?" Zuo Zhou was startled, looking to President Qin, who was pale, and both went out at the same time.
Half an hour later, Ma Qifeng was informed that many people in the city had no food left, and the mutant food that was originally sold in the world was bought. Ma Qifeng scolded Zuozhou, but he was helpless and waved his hand. Open a warehouse to put in grain, and sell it at its original price. "