Chapter 103: Mr. Meta finally made his move

'Mr. Zhou Ming, I advise you to think more about my proposal. After all, we have no fundamental conflict of interest, and there is no need to make things difficult. Isn't that right? The most important thing is that we, as businessmen, must put profits first. As long as we can make more profits for ourselves, what can't we give up? Mr. Zhou Ming is a smart man, you definitely won't make a stupid decision, right?'

Eugens' voice said over the phone, and Zhou Ming let out a cold laugh and said, "If Mr. Eugens is sincere about cooperating, then I would welcome it, but unfortunately, Mr. Eugens, you have wasted your last chance, because you and I are not the same.'

Eugens laughed loudly on the other end, "Mr. Zhou Ming is still so humorous, but you are right about one thing, you and I are indeed different, because you are a fool! When your Chelf market closes down for good, then find somewhere else to cry!'

After saying this, Eugens hung up the phone. On this side, Du Peng and Su Han saw that Zhou Ming had put away the phone and hurriedly came up to inquire about the situation. Zhou Ming simply repeated what Eugens had just said. Du Peng was very surprised and said, 'What does this guy mean by calling this number?'

Zhou Ming thought for a moment and replied, 'It seems that that Mr. Meta has finally made a move on the Cherf Market.'

After hearing Zhou Ming's answer, Du Peng and Su Han both looked a little confused, but Zhou Ming didn't explain much and simply took them back to the Cherv Market.

Since this is now the only place in all of Northern Russia where old rubles can still be used, it is still very popular. In order to maintain order in the market, the number of people allowed in is limited each day. When Zhou Ming, Su Han and Du Peng arrived, they could see a long queue already forming outside.

If someone else saw their market so popular, they would be so happy that they would jump for joy, but Zhou Ming frowned. Even Du Peng, who was always optimistic, asked Zhou Ming at this time, 'Zhou Ming, are you afraid that the business here is so popular? Because your warehouse can't keep up with it anymore, and if you suddenly run out of stock, it will have a big impact on your reputation.'

Du Peng is worthy of being a super-secretly rich man in the future domestic market. Although he is still young, he has a great perspective and he saw the crux of the problem at a glance.

For Zhou Ming now, what he wants is not to make money in the Cherniv market. In fact, no matter how high the profit from selling daily necessities is, Zhou Ming still doesn't care. What he wants is just to use the credibility of the Cherniv market to gain control of the new ruble. But now if Cherniv market runs out of stock, then the credibility he established before may be destroyed in an instant, and it may even cause other problems.

You have to understand that the people of Northern Russia are known as the fighting people of later generations, with very extreme ideas. Now, I don't know how many people have bought shares in the market just to spend the old rubles they have. If they lose this advantage, these people will blindly sell their shares, causing problems that are also very headache-inducing.

'If that's all there is, it might be enough to last for a while, but you can't expect everyone else to be that honest!'

Zhou Ming sighed and then brought Su Han and Du Peng to the market management office. Originally, they had come to see the director of finance, but they didn't expect Li Cheng and Tong Gang to be here as well. Zhou Ming went over and asked, 'Chairman Tong, Director Li, why are you here too? Has something happened?'

Li Cheng replied to Zhou Ming, "Something did happen. Just this morning, someone bought 50,000 new rubles" worth of our stocks in one go.'

Zhou Ming raised an eyebrow. In order to prevent scalping, the Chelyabinsk market had stipulated from the beginning that shares could only be purchased with old rubles. In other words, the more shares purchased with new rubles, the more old rubles could be spent. Now there were indeed still a lot of old rubles left in Northern Russia, but most of them were in the hands of ordinary people. After all, the powerful and influential people had long since exchanged their old rubles for new ones, so why would they let them rot?

So for ordinary people, how could they possibly come up with so many new rubles at once to buy stocks? This is strange, and the only explanation is that someone did it on purpose.

'So how much goods has this person who bought so many of our new ruble stocks bought now?' Zhou Ming asked.

Li Cheng replied to Zhou Ming that the statistics were still being compiled. After a few minutes, Director Qian of the Management Department came running over with a document. He saw Zhou Ming here and wanted to say hello, but Zhou Ming first waved him to get down to business. Director Qian then reacted, and he said to Zhou Ming, 'The statistics are in. The person who bought 50,000 new rubles of stock is an American named Jim. Just now, he bought 13 million old rubles of goods.'

If there was any last bit of luck before, it vanished after Director Qian gave the answer, because the combination of an American and 13 million makes the nature of the matter unmistakable. It was Meta who had stabbed him in the back, in order to cause a shortage of goods in the market.

'This damned American, this move to remove the bottom of the pot is really beautiful!' Zhou Ming cursed.

...

Meanwhile, at Villa 8, where Mr. Mata was staying, a large truck loaded with goods followed a Lincoln sedan to the front door of the villa, where Mata and Davier were waiting.

The Lincoln sedan pulled up steadily in front of the two men. William got out of the car and said happily, 'Mr. Mata, I'm back. I went to the Cherniv market today and bought more than 10 million old rubles' worth of goods. I didn't encounter any problems along the way, and I filled this truck with them. I just don't know what we should do next.'

'Well done,' said Meita, looking at the truck, "but unfortunately we don't sell groceries. Let's distribute the goods to the poor people in Northern Russia, and do some charity work here.'

William nodded and turned to go back to the car. Meita stopped him and asked, "What's the situation at the Cherv Market now?'

'Our people are still shopping there, but there are a lot of people at the Cherv Market, so I'm afraid it will take some time to finish,' William replied.

Mata nodded with satisfaction: 'Very good, then you can take care of things here. As soon as the purchases are finished over there, they will be transported to you. They will all be distributed to the poor people in Northern Russia, as much as they buy, don't worry about the money, and don't stop, do you understand?'

'Mr. Mata, don't worry, I know what to do,'

After saying this to Maita, William sat back in the car and then left with the large truck. Looking at William's departing back, Davier said to Maita, 'Mr. Maita, this is good, right? According to Eugene's side, he and Zhou Ming have had a falling out. Zhou Ming's train is still in the country at the moment. Even if he can force his way across the border through diplomatic means, he will be delayed for a long time in Siberia.'

David said this and thought for a moment, then continued, 'But Mr. Mata, I heard that recently that Chinese Zhou Ming is contacting people like Irbeldov and Sergeevsky. Do you think they are thinking of a way to deal with Eugene?'

'Getting rid of Eugene and replacing him with someone who can help them is a very bold idea,'

Meita laughed, then quickly changed the subject: 'But they don't have time to do that, do they?'

Davier laughed: "Yes, Mr Meita, with the current storage capacity at the Cherv Market, William will be pulling goods from there every day, and in three days at the most, they will run out of stock.'

'As soon as they run out of stock, the reputation of this Cherv Market will be ruined," said Meita.

The news also reached the palace in the first instance, and it was Yugins, the middle-aged man with the air of a nouveau riche, who brought the news to President Nikolaevich. He sat opposite Nikolaevich, threw a grape into his mouth, and then said to Nikolaevich, 'That's it, my President. Once this Chelf market runs out of stock, there will definitely be a wave of stock selling.'

'I'm very grateful to you, Mr. Eugens, for bringing me this news. It's very important,' said Nikolaevich. "Once this sell-off starts, it's likely to cause unrest, which is absolutely not allowed!'

Nikolaevich said this, but in the end he still had a doubt: "But Mr. Eugens, as far as I know, Zhou Ming is a very smart person. Do you think there is any other possible development of this situation?'

Eugens laughed heartily, 'Mr President, you are giving Zhou Ming too much credit. He is just a speculator, what other options does he have? He can't just conjure things out of thin air, I can responsibly tell you, as long as I block the Siberian mouth, he won't be able to replenish his goods in the short term!'

'Great, I'm relieved.'

Nikolaevich said he was relieved, but in his heart, he always had a nagging feeling that things would not go so smoothly. However, he did not know that his worry was actually praying for Zhou Ming.

...

Back at the airport in Krisko, a flight from the country landed on the runway. When the plane came to a stop, passenger stairs came over to transport the passengers off the plane.

Two Chinese men with similar appearances got off the plane. The slight breeze made them shiver involuntarily, and one of them immediately complained, 'This damned northern Russia, is it already cooling down in August? It really is further north than the northeast! But brother, do we really have to look for Mr Zhou Ming here? I know that this is a country that is even bigger than our country!'

The other said, 'Of course. We've already come all this way, so we can't just go back home without doing anything. I can't do that.'

'Brother, I'm just saying. Let's get going then. I remember you saying that Mr. Zhou Ming is at the Cherv Market, right?'

'That's right.'

As the two brothers spoke, they followed the crowd out of the airport. These two brothers were none other than Zhou Ming's former boss, Shalong, and his younger brother, Shakun, whom Zhou Ming had helped in a previous life.