Liu Chunlai was too lazy to pay attention to this.

"I'm tired from shopping. Let's take a rest first and you two can chat."

Liu Chunlai saw that the fat man in front of him could not make the decision, and there was a boss above him, so he was too lazy to continue wasting time.

The other party arranged for the fat man to come over, obviously for the purpose of testing.

"What's the use of contacting him? You can't make the decision, it's just a tool to convey messages."

After the fat man left, Liu Chunlai asked Zheng Qiang.

Doesn't Zheng Qiang know whether the other party can make the decision?

"He can make the decision on many things. His boss, Gu Feng, sometimes shows up, but most of the time it is Fatty Fei who contacts us to communicate. For the products they export, Fatty Fei finds suppliers. What is the domestic demand?

I'm also looking for Fei Jie; Fei Jie's boss is responsible for the approval process and external communication..."

Zheng Qiang knew that Liu Chunlai was dissatisfied, so he could only explain helplessly.

Other bosses are not as irresponsible as my boss, who completely delegates power.

"What we need should be beyond their capabilities. Are there any backup candidates?" Liu Chunlai asked.

This is big business.

One hundred thousand boxes of sanitary napkins are supplied every year, worth tens of millions; the price of the equipment is also not low.

Gu Feng makes a profit on the difference between the two ends, and the profit is very high.

In the face of such a big deal, Gu Feng actually didn't even show up when Liu Chunlai arrived. He could only say that it was difficult to handle this matter, and he was trying to decide whether to lower the requirements or delay it.

It is very difficult for a businessman these days to do business worth tens of millions.

It didn’t take long for border trade to reopen.

Liu Chunlai didn't know the specific amount of border trade these days, but he knew that in the late 1980s it was only tens of millions of dollars at most.

A courtyard in the city center.

When Fatty Fei came back, he heard a roaring sound for several miles inside.

He asked the people squatting and smoking at the door, "Who's in there?"

"That old guy from Chkavsky is here..."

"What is this old guy doing here?" Fei Fatty wondered if there was anything the other party could use to catch him during this period.

The old guy is not a good thing.

All kinds of things were taken away and no money was given. Even if he was in his dozens of years, he still had to ask Fatty Fei to arrange a woman when he came...

In the drawing room.

A bald Slavic man was roaring at a skinny young man wearing a shirt and gold-rimmed glasses.

"Gu, you promised before to increase supply! Where are the 2,000 boxes of sanitary napkins this month? Our dealers have been urging the shipment, where can I find the goods and send them to them?"

As Chikavsky spoke, spittle flew out all the way.

Gu Feng just covered his teacup with his hand.

"If you keep refusing to supply goods like this, I won't be able to keep my position! Do you still expect further cooperation?"

Gu Feng looked at the angry Chkatsky and smiled calmly: "Comrade Chkatsky, take a sip of tea and calm down."

"How can you tell me to calm down! My boss has repeatedly told me that the supply must be guaranteed, and you have also guaranteed it! Our lesbians are waiting to use this 'angel' of yours..."

"I know that lesbians in our country are also rushing to buy 'Angel'!" Gu Feng shrugged.

It's as if women are the only ones in the Soviet Union.

"We can't solve the problem by arguing here. Manufacturers are already expanding production capacity. You have to know that there are hundreds of millions of female compatriots in my country. Manufacturers must give priority to their own compatriots, right? You have to understand this, right?"

Gu Feng looked at each other calmly.

Let the other party not think that they are Soviets and should get everything first.

Otherwise, as for begging for yourself here?

"Comrade Mirovich will talk to you personally tomorrow."

"No way! Just for such a small thing, Vice President Milovich came here in person?"

Gu Feng pretended to be surprised.

"What's wrong? As long as we agree to the equipment and fertilizers you need, no matter how difficult or difficult it is, we will deliver it as agreed! Do you know how difficult this is?"

Chikavsky snorted coldly.

I am quite dissatisfied with my partner's behavior.

He was promoted to the position of business manager of the Far East Trading Company because he obtained a large amount of cheap clothing and various daily necessities that the Soviet Union was in urgent need of.

Most of the company's profits now come from daily necessities and clothing.

Unlike other companies that import grain from China, products from the Far East trade will be transported to the core cities of the Soviet Union via the Siberian Railway as soon as they arrive without unloading.

Many wives of executives love these products very much.

Especially for sanitary napkins, many cadres have called to inquire.

If they can't even supply female comrades for the cadres' families, if they continue, let alone him, they won't even be able to keep their position as boss.

If I don’t have enough ability to do things, can I still stay?

"Chikavsky, sanitary napkins are not contraband and are not on the Batumi embargo list. You can import them from Western countries." Gu Feng reminded the other party.

"Importing from the West requires foreign exchange!" Chikavsky roared, not covering up the fact that they lacked foreign exchange. "If it weren't for the lack of foreign exchange, who would want you to trade? Don't you lack foreign exchange? If you don't lack foreign exchange, you don't need foreign exchange.

Equipment can be imported from the West!”

Gu Feng was a little helpless.

There's no way to refute it.

If it weren't for the country's lack of foreign exchange, they wouldn't have much profit.

Feijie walked in.

Gu Feng said to Chikavsky: "Fatty Fei just met with the boss over there. You can listen together. We have been working hard..."

"Their boss is not willing to talk to me..."

Feijie said directly.

"Oh!" Gu Feng was surprised.

"He said if they guarantee a supply of 100,000 boxes a year, what can we guarantee..."

When Fatty Fei said this, he didn't know how to continue.

"Zheng Qiang didn't say anything?"

Gu Feng asked Fei Jie.

Feijie told the story of his brief meeting with Liu Chunlai in front of Chikavsky.

"So, Zheng Qiang can't guarantee that he will be able to supply us with sufficient supplies?"

"His boss is very powerful." Fei Jie thought for a while and said.

"Well, since Vice President Milovich is coming over tomorrow, you invite them, and I'll treat them to dinner tonight. Let's find out first." Gu Feng thought for a while and said, then turned to listen hard, but he couldn't understand at all.

Chikhavsky, who spoke in Chinese, said: "The boss of the supplier over there is here. Let's talk to him together in the evening. How about that?"

Chikavsky was immediately overjoyed.

Regardless of whether it is a direct transaction or a transit transaction, you must at least find out the other party's production capacity and how much goods it can supply.

"Gu Feng invites us to dinner tonight? And our Soviet partners?"

After Liu Chunlai listened, he looked at Zheng Qiang.

After receiving a positive answer, he asked again, "Have you met with customers from the Soviet Union before?"

"No, Gu Feng is very smart! He will not give us the opportunity to directly contact there... Every time he tried, he refused, and there was no trace."

"This is interesting!"

Liu Chunlai became interested in Gu Feng.

I have never heard of such a number one figure before.

At least, the business is doing quite well now, and he will definitely not be an unknown person in the future.

If you haven’t been exposed to it, you will at least be familiar with it from the new generation of bad guys who also emerged from here.

Just after lunch, Liu Chunlai was studying with Peng Dazhi and Zheng Qiang who could help them get these equipment, and Fei Jie came again.

This time, my attitude was much better.

There was no exchange of greetings, and he just said that the boss was hosting a banquet that evening.

Liu Chunlai refused without even thinking.
To be continued...