My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 63 A stroke of genius, donning the skin of the Soviet Union

As he stepped out of the city government building, a biting wind swept over him, but it couldn't dispel the complex expression on Liu Changhe's face, a mixture of shock, elation, and lingering fear.

He followed behind Qin Yuan, his steps unsteady, his mind still buzzing.

that's it?
Not only did they avoid paying Komirov's exorbitant two million rubles, but they also acquired the bread factory for only 750,000 rubles?!

This is simply a fantasy!

He had previously argued with Komirov until his lips were worn dry, but the other party wouldn't budge an inch.

As soon as Qin Yuan arrived, he flipped the table, bypassed the factory director, found the real decision-maker, and then... used several stacks of green banknotes to produce a jaw-dropping result!

This top-down approach is so hardcore and effective!
"Boss..." Liu Changhe finally couldn't help but speak, his voice trembling slightly, "This...this is it? Seven hundred and fifty thousand rubles?"

"Hmm." Qin Yuan continued walking, his voice calm and even. "The contract formalities will be completed quickly; Petrov will handle it as a special case."

"You should contact his secretary directly, prepare all the necessary documents, and try to complete all the procedures within three days to take over the factory completely."

"Yes, boss!" Liu Changhe immediately straightened his back and said in a loud voice, "Don't worry! I've already figured out the situation at the bread factory, and I've prepared all the necessary materials!"

"With Director Petrov personally overseeing things, there's absolutely no problem! Three days, I guarantee it'll be done!"

His admiration for Qin Yuan at this moment was like a surging river.

This efficiency, this method, it's simply amazing!
In his excitement, he suddenly remembered Qin Yuan's last words to Petrov, and his heart tightened. He asked cautiously, "Boss, that... Factory Director Komirov... Director Petrov said he won't appear in front of us again... What... what will happen to him?"

Qin Yuan paused slightly, turned his head to look at Liu Changhe, his eyes calm yet profound: "Either you'll be sent down to some remote small factory to be an unknown low-level employee for the rest of your life, until you retire."

"Either... you'll be exiled to an even poorer and more miserable frontier region, and you'll never be able to return to Khabarovsk in your lifetime."

He spoke in a flat tone, as if he were talking about something trivial: "In short, we will never see this person again."

Liu Changhe gasped, feeling a chill travel from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

Although he knew that the Soviet system was very ruthless in dealing with people, hearing Qin Yuan speak of such a cold-blooded ending in such a calm tone still made him feel a chill.

"I...I understand..." Liu Changhe swallowed, his voice a little hoarse.

He realized once again how ruthless and... terrifying his boss was.

Qin Yuan noticed his nervousness, smiled faintly, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't overthink it, just focus on doing your own thing."

Liu Changhe immediately composed himself and asked, "Boss, how do you plan to resolve the issues with the formula and equipment? Do you... have any connections in China?"

Qin Yuan nodded: "There are ways, but we need to change our approach."

He was quickly calculating in his mind.

The successors of Qiulin Company recalled that during the Prohibition period, Soviet experts made a special trip to Harbin to learn the original recipe, attempting to use this national beverage to counter the invasion of Coca-Cola from the West.

Although this report only appeared in a corner of the newspaper archives, in later generations, vodka and kvass were placed side by side on supermarket shelves in Russia.

This is enough to prove that kvass quickly captured the Slavic market after its flavor was improved and industrialized production was adopted.

This also reflects a fact: the technology of Qiulin Factory originated in Russia, and they themselves did not regard this technology as a core secret that could not be shared.

This is Qin Yuan's chance.

Moreover, as a small local state-owned factory, besides producing kvass, its main business was supplying bread and pastries to state-owned stores, so it faced considerable pressure to survive.

If at this time, a factory with Soviet credentials were to offer a substantial sum of money to import this non-core secret production equipment, as well as the bacterial strain formula.

Will Qiulin agree?

The answer has already been written in history books.

"Change your approach?" Liu Changhe clearly didn't understand what Qin Yuan meant by "change your approach."

"You know that the technology and equipment of the Qiuling Kvass were imported from the Soviet Union, right?" Qin Yuan looked at him and asked in return.

Liu Changlin is a native of Northeast China and had heard a bit about the origin of kvass. He nodded and said, "There is such a story. I heard that a Russian businessman named Qiulin brought it to Harbin in 1900 with the construction of the Chinese Eastern Railway. That's why it was called Qiulin Company. It has also become a symbolic icon of our Harbin food culture."

Qin Yuan nodded and said firmly, "Now, what we need to do is bring this technology 'home'."

Liu Changhe was taken aback: "Go home? Boss, you mean...?"

Qin Yuan smiled calmly: "We are not introducing technology as a Chinese company."

"Instead... they went to negotiate with Qiulin Factory for technology transfer and equipment procurement under the name of a 'Soviet Union' food company registered in Khabarovsk!"

Liu Changhe's eyes widened instantly!

"A Soviet company? Boss, you mean...we're going to operate under the guise of a Soviet enterprise?"

“That’s right!” Qin Yuan affirmed. “Qiulin Factory’s technology originated from the Soviet Union. Now, some ‘Soviet enterprises’ are willing to spend money to import their production equipment and strains. In their view, this is not a leak of secrets, but rather a kind of ‘technology repatriation’ honor, or even an opportunity to earn foreign exchange! The resistance will be much smaller!”

"Moreover," Qin Yuan added, his eyes sharp, "when negotiating as a 'foreign-invested' company, the prices and terms will be much more favorable than when domestic companies do it!"

"The leaders of Qiulin Factory had a completely different attitude towards 'Soviet foreign businessmen'!"

Qin Yuan was well aware of this.

How could Liu Changhe, who grew up in Northeast China, not understand this?

Qiulin Factory might be tight-lipped about its technology when facing domestic competitors, but its attitude would definitely be completely different when facing foreign businessmen from the "Soviet big brother"!
Import fees? Equipment costs? Those are all achievements that generate foreign exchange and real income!

This is the huge advantage that comes with changing one's identity!

He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant, boss! That's an amazing move!"

"So... boss, how exactly do we do it?"

he asked anxiously.

Qin Yuan pondered for a moment, then explained clearly, "First, register a food company in Khabarovsk, using the bread factory as the registered address."

“The name… will be ‘Far East Kvass Food Company’, and the legal representative… your wife is Soviet, right? Then let’s use your wife’s name for now.”

"If there are any problems with the procedures, slip some money or ask Petrov to help smooth things over."

Liu Changhe nodded, understanding what he should do next.

Qin Yuan continued, "In addition, you need to prepare a complete set of 'Soviet Union' company qualification documents, making sure they look legitimate."

"Official seal, letterhead, and business cards are all required."

"After the company is registered, you will contact Bingcheng Qiulin Food Factory directly as the assistant to the president of 'Far East Kvass Food Co., Ltd.'"

“For example, a Soviet food company was very interested in introducing their kvass production technology and complete bottling equipment, and hoped to send a delegation to investigate and negotiate.”

A glint flashed in Qin Yuan's eyes. "At that time, I will go to the Northeast in the name of this delegation to negotiate with Qiu Lin. You find a trustworthy Soviet to go with me."

Liu Changhe was thrilled and nodded repeatedly: "Understood! Boss! I'll get it done right away! Registering the company, preparing the documents, contacting Qiulin Factory, I guarantee I'll handle it all in one go!"

He admires Qin Yuan more and more now.

In Khabarovsk, Chinese investors are gaining enormous benefits.

After acquiring the Baroev Bakery, they transformed themselves into "Soviet" entities and returned to the Soviet Union to import technology.

In his eyes, this series of maneuvers was simply divine!

(End of this chapter)