Rebirth 1991: My Financial Era

Mou Zhongzhong explained to Xia Zongwei and went out with Sun Chen.

Mou, who knew a few simple words in Russian, gave the taxi driver $50 and asked him to take him to the Moscow Material Market.

There are countless people queuing in front of the store, but most of them have no goods. There are many goods and many people in the material market, but few people buy the goods.

"Brother Sun, their prices are too expensive, basically 10 times the domestic prices." Mou Zhongzhong said.

"The material market is a free market, and goods are not planned and allocated, so they are free prices. The market is the most effective pricing mechanism, which shows that the official exchange rate price has basically collapsed." Sun Chen studied primary banking and analyzed the economy in a clear and logical way. .

"Yes, this shows that our pricing strategy is correct. Only by using barter transactions can we avoid exchange rate risks." Mou Zhongzhi was fortunate that Sun Chen had grasped the conditions of the transaction.

"Brother, let's go back if we go shopping again. It's not safe here." Sun Chen saw a few strong men sneaking behind the two of them, obviously with bad intentions.

Suddenly, Sun Chen felt a big hand pulling him to a hidden corner. Before he could call for help, someone covered his mouth with his hand.

"Don't scream, we're one of our own." He spoke in Mandarin, and Sun Chen gave up the struggle.

"Take this small bag and hurry back to the guest house. I'll find you in the evening." The man was wearing a mask and a hoodie, revealing only two bright eyes.

"Do you know where I live?" Sun Chen asked curiously.

"You have the guest house's business card in your pocket. What's the room number? Hurry up." the man urged.

"605." Sun Chen spoke concisely and to the point.

The man patted his shoulder and disappeared into the crowd.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Mou Zhizhi turned around and found that Sun Chen was missing, but he broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's okay." Sun Chen carried Lao Mou on his back and peed.

"Let's go, hurry up and go back." Mou Zhongzhi held Sun Chen's shoulders and walked out of the market. There were several people around who saw Sun Chen peeing and looked at him with disdain.

The taxi was still waiting there. Maybe no one could afford the US dollars, or maybe Mou Zhongzhi gave him too much.

Returning to the guest house, I met Teacher Ma.

"Xiao Sun, Ivanov is from Uzbekistan." Teacher Ma said.

"Thank you, Teacher Ma. It's not safe outside. Go back to your room and rest." Sun Chen didn't want to continue chatting and returned to the room.

After returning to the room, Sun Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Moscow is too dangerous. I have to finish my work and go back as soon as possible. It's July now, and August is even more dangerous.

Sun Chen didn't go out until the evening, and Mou Zhongzhi asked him to go to the restaurant for dinner, but he refused. He took out the instant noodles and ham sausages he had prepared in advance, and took out a borrowed kettle to boil water for instant noodles. Whether they were delicious or not was a matter of debate. He wanted to save his life first.

In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the window glass, the sound was very soft, but after rebirth, Sun Chen had sharp ears and eyes, and he woke up immediately.

Sun Chen found an umbrella from the closet and held it in his hand, thinking that if something happened, he could at least resist it. He slowly moved to the window, turned sideways, opened the curtains, and saw the bright eyes he met in the afternoon.

"Open the window," the man mouthed.

Sun Chen slowly opened the window without making any noise.

The man got in through the window. Sun Chen stayed far away, close to the door, ready to run away at any time.

"Introduce yourself, my name is Shadow." Shadow took off his hoodie and mask, indicating that he meant no harm.

"Hello Shadow!" Sun Chen said mechanically.

"The afternoon stuff is very important. Where did you put it?" Shadow asked.

"Get the bedside table yourself." Sun Chen pointed at the bedside table and didn't get close.

"Thanks, how long will you be in Moscow? If you need help, just call this number." Shadow picked up his things and left.

Shadow didn't say what it was, and Sun Chen didn't ask. The less you know, the safer it is.

Sun Chen picked up the business card and there was only a phone number.

"Ding dong, complete the side mission and help protect state secrets. You will be rewarded with 5 points. Do you want to check it?" the system rang suddenly.

"Check it. Don't scare people in the future, okay?" Sun Chen cursed.

"Are the points redeemable?" the system continued to ask, completely ignoring his complaints.

"Exchange it all for physical strength." Sun Chen was so stimulated today that he was dragged away without any ability to resist. My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot.

"Ding dong, the exchange is successful, the physical strength has been increased to 75." The system said.

Sun Chen felt the aura in his body surge. Although his appearance had not changed at all, he felt as if his body was about to explode.

In his previous life, Sun Chen practiced Xingyi Quan Zhuang Kung Fu with an online blogger for a few days. He could only stand for 3 minutes before. Now that he has too much energy in his body, he decided to stand up and give it a try.

Wow, I stood there for 10 minutes without feeling tired at all. When I picked up the umbrella and held it, it actually deformed. Yes, the compensation was 50 US dollars.

Sun Chen looked inside to check his attributes.

Stamina: 75

Intelligence: 75

Charisma: 72

Skills: The Art of Presentation

Bank: Junior

Securities: None

Foreign exchange: none

Product: None

Insurance: None.

After the internal inspection, he was still not sleepy, so Sun Chen continued to stand. This time he got tired after standing for half an hour, so he could only force himself to lie on the bed and calm down slowly.

The next day, at 9 a.m. Moscow time, negotiations were held in the Soviet Airlines office building. Klitshe led everyone into the conference room.

The Soviet side attached great importance to it. Representatives of the negotiations included Antonov, deputy general manager of Soviet Airlines, and Sergey, deputy minister of the Soviet Ministry of Industry.

Antonov hugged Mou Zhongzhi and Sun Chen and said warmly: "Davari, welcome!"

The talks officially began. After a brief opening remarks, Antonov motioned to Mou Zhongzhi to talk about China's transaction plan.

Mou Zhongzhi explained in detail the plan to exchange light industrial products for aircraft, including the details of the transaction, the delivery method, and the pricing of the goods.

"My dear Davari, why is it so complicated? Why not settle in US dollars?" Sergey, Deputy Minister of Industry of the Soviet Union, asked directly.

Sun Chen motioned for him to answer, and Teacher Ma translated.

"Dear Mr. Minister, I arrived in Moscow yesterday, and when I walked on the streets of this great city and saw great citizens and friends queuing for hours for a small piece of bread, sometimes not even able to buy it, I was Think, as dear Davari, what should we do? Supplies, friends, we should transport supplies from China as soon as possible and transport them to the people who need them, right? Mr. Minister."

Sun Chen's emotional speech made Teacher Ma's face turn red as he translated.

"My friend, I praise your compassion and kindness, but we need dollars more." Sergey was unmoved.

"No, dear Mr. Minister, you need U.S. dollars, but what happens after you get them? Do you hand them over to the Ministry of Foreign Trade, the Ministry of Finance, or some other department? Even if the Ministry of Industry gets the U.S. dollars, doesn't it still need to buy light industry? Product?”

What Sun Chen means is that if you get US dollars and it has nothing to do with you, can you still sit here and do knitting?