Chapter 510: Only I Control the Law Chapter 510: Running Toward the West River (3)

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Gritting one's teeth and swallowing the pain describes Fu Polin perfectly.

The central bank's gentlemen were slightly better off, but still in a state of utter distress.

All that could be said was that fortunately, the lost gold was not their own.

Amid a strange shift in mindset, gold bonds seemed to have entered a period of sluggish sales.

The West River Association-affiliated enterprise with the largest purchase volume was digesting Chen Yi's forced allocation; unaffected ordinary citizens still mostly followed the pattern of buying bonds to exchange for gold, banks were hesitating, and Fu Polin's subordinates, under open surveillance by Martial Arts Hall students, gave up after buying only 1 billion yuan worth of gold under the cancellation of limits.

Four tons of gold—not too much, not too little—should by rights be an excellent risk-averse fund stored in the city treasury, but compared to the previous inventory of over a thousand tons, it was clearly a sign of insufficient confidence.

The East Sea Fleet, currently under investigation, could not continue to serve as their bodyguard; the heavily guarded gold transport made Fu Polin break out in nervous sweat all over.

The Chen Family Martial Arts Hall now had nearly 30,000 students; thinking of this number, the gentlemen of Jiangning were restless and uneasy.

Chen Yi paid them no mind and began issuing new orders, demanding over 20,000 tons of steel alone.

A large steel sales company with an annual sales volume of around 10,000 tons would be considered a top-tier steel merchant in that region. Chen Yi ordered 20,000 tons in one breath, equivalent to single-handedly supporting a large enterprise's survival for two years.

The West River Association, which had just been somewhat loose, immediately became tightly knit.

At the next bidding day, the heads of over a hundred affiliated enterprises sat upright at square desks like students taking an exam, beginning to bid on various orders.

Chen Yi stood guard above with half-narrowed eyes, like an old eagle perched on a cliff.

Before every bidding day, three to five days were left for companies to consider, analyze, and judge; sometimes this time was also used for off-site transactions.

Every bidding day was a silent, soundless battle; companies maintained huge sales departments precisely to function under such circumstances.

A mere 10 minutes decided a company's fate for the next three months, half a year, or even forever.

When the bid documents were placed back into the small wooden chest, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

With the immense pressure slightly eased, the gentlemen present impatiently unbuttoned their collars and loosened their ties, as if they had just seen off their wives.

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Yi rudely opened the wooden chest, then flipped through it in a somewhat more normal manner.

Everyone became nervous again; a group of people trembled, like small birds eagerly awaiting the return of food.

"Zhongyuan Group? Your quotation..." Chen Yi had just opened his mouth when the other party's head broke into a flower-like smile. He thought he had won, and the corner of his mouth nearly scraped his ears.

Chen Yi immediately waved his hand to stop his celebration and continued, "Your quotation is astonishingly low; I wonder if there is a possibility of selling below cost?"

"This..." The head of Zhongyuan Group had a forehead shining bright, as if he had vigorously rubbed it with shoe polish every morning. He judged Chen Yi's attitude and smiled, "Our quotation is determined according to our company's situation."

Zhongyuan Group was a large group that became a second-tier affiliated enterprise later; in terms of capital and connections, they surpassed many first-tier affiliated enterprises. But limited by the West River Association's strict hierarchy, they often got only the leftovers of first-tier affiliated enterprises—although better than ordinary market fast food, people always wanted more.

Their so-called "company's situation" was that they wanted to become a first-tier affiliated enterprise of the West River Association as soon as possible to gain more benefits. But they did not want to take on too many West River Association obligations, so they relied on lowering prices to win orders.

The increase and decrease of West River Association affiliated enterprises was mostly determined by orders most of the time.

Chen Yi looked at the shining forehead opposite him and recalled that the man who had asked the other day about "gold bonds without gold" was this person.

That was not a good impression, at least an irresponsible impression.

Chen Yi pondered for a moment, but did not therefore reject Zhongyuan Group; instead, he said again, "I will give you another chance to consider. Within the West River Association, we do not allow dumping behavior below cost price."

"Why?" The other party was stunned; these orders required Chen Yi to pay himself, yet someone actually wanted to spend more money?

Chen Yi frowned and said, "The West River Association's goal is to support all enterprises and reduce costs overall. If using sales methods below cost price, that is merely wasting resources. Malicious competition ultimately harms everyone."

Bottom line, he did not want any enterprise within the West River Association to gain a monopoly advantage through such methods.

That would only make the West River Association become someone else's achievement.

The head of Zhongyuan Group frowned, roughly sensing Chen Yi's persistence.

He hesitated for a moment and replied, "If you insist on raising it, we will increase by 5 yuan per ton of steel."

Chen Yi opened Zhongyuan Group's bid document; their steel quotation was only 3150 yuan, plus 5 yuan, still only 3155... even lower than the steel mill's selling price.

Even if Zhongyuan Group's bargaining power was strong enough, this price was extremely stinging.

From other companies' expressions, it could be seen that a price of 3400 yuan was common... a gross profit of 200 yuan was not much. After all, a company or a large department coordinating work all year relied on this money for labor and normal company profits.

From any angle, Zhongyuan Group's 3150 yuan could not be earned back, that is, the so-called below cost price.

Chen Yi thought for a moment, closed the bid document, and said, "I need you to provide the steel mill contract and contract price, as well as your other cost estimates. If there is still profit, you will get the steel bid. Otherwise, you will lose this bid."

The other party was startled and said repeatedly, "Mr. Chen, this is our own way of operation; there is no need to tell everyone, right?"

"I can sign a non-disclosure agreement, if you want."

"What use is a non-disclosure agreement... You see, since we can lower the price, you also save money..."

"This is the final decision." Chen Yi did not want to hear the ensuing arguments and waved his hand, saying, "Since Zhongyuan Group has decided to withdraw from the competition for this bid, Mingxin Group ultimately wins the steel bid."

Another man with sparse hair immediately jumped up.

The man with the shining forehead sat down angrily, and another competition between leather shoes and suede shoes ensued.

"The second is the textile bid; this time, we will divide clothing, shoes, hats, and gloves into 8 bids, each bid with a quantity of over ten million pieces, at a price of around 1 billion yuan, hoping that the winning enterprises will actively expand production and continue to reduce costs... Next, the first winner is Tianrong Group... the second winner is Tonghui Group..."

After Chen Yi finished reading the bid documents in one breath, he smiled and said, "Everyone already has quite a lot of gold bonds in hand; this time's payment mode will not be mainly bonds. However, if there are needs such as paying taxes, using gold bonds is also no problem."

"The government accepts gold bonds?" Everyone was surprised.

"Of course, just like normal cash, and even more convenient." Chen Yi shrugged. Now the largest bond amount was one million; just 10 sheets would be enough for an enterprise's annual tax revenue—if they paid taxes normally.

Being able to pay the government's miscellaneous taxes is one of the important characteristics of currency; gold bonds quietly took a step forward.

The few enterprise heads who understood lowered their heads and said nothing. They still did not know that the central bank was hard-pressed itself, always feeling as if they were still in a stage of magical combat.

Opening the bids did not take too long; some left the conference room happy, others annoyed.

However, the head of Zhongyuan Group with the shining forehead did not leave; he waited until everyone had withdrawn, then rushed to the front and said mournfully, "Mr. Chen, I know I was wrong. Actually, we also wanted to win as many bids as possible; I didn't expect you to... first consider the interests of us enterprises; this time, I really was wrong..."

"When I asked you whether you were selling at a loss, you should have told me." Chen Yi finished the last sip of red tea and decided to leave the conference room.

"Yes, yes. This time the lesson was profound; I'll never do it again. But... can we really complete the order? Give us one more chance." Seeing Chen Yi about to leave, he hurried after him, pointing at himself nonstop: "Mr. Chen, my name is Liu Ming, just a drifter, but I have a son, seven years old, just started elementary school, and I have to support my family. Look, we didn't even get such a low bid; I'll lose my job. Mr. Chen, really, as long as one order..."

"I don't believe what you say." When Chen Yi attended meetings, he habitually wore the Intelligence Scroll and Perception Scroll; he could even use Shenjia to control the progress of Intelligence and the range of Perception.

The man with light flickering on his forehead was dazed: "I really have a son."

"You don't, and if you want me to go back on my word, you'll have to pay a huge price."

The naked bear outside blocked Liu Ming and helped Chen Yi press the Elevator button.

The latter hesitated for a moment, but still decided to go up.

The little lizard had just eaten a Bentley, driving leisurely ahead.

Liu Ming's BMW followed behind.

After passing several intersections, the Bentley began to leave the city.

Before he had time to think, both cars had entered the vehicle-sparse Highway.

"Naval Base?" By the time Liu Ming saw the tall and stately warship, there was no way back for him.

Sailors blocked the BMW's path, with suspicious eyes, asking in a special tone.

Liu Ming had no choice but to shout loudly: "Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen."

Chen Yi glanced back, nodded, and the sailors brought him over.

"Let him in."

"Mr. Chen, excuse me." Liu Ming's forehead was covered in sweat, shining as if oiled.

Chen Yi smiled faintly and said, "Since you're here, you're here. Together?"

"Okay, okay." Liu Ming followed behind Chen Yi, stumbling.

Along the road, neatly dressed officers kept passing by. The Navy uniforms were far more beautiful than the Army's green, especially the occasional female officers, who could be called a flower in the Ocean.

"We've reached Headquarters."

Chen Yi walked in, and Liu Ming was blocked behind again.

"Together." The Naked Bear understood Chen Yi's meaning; the West River Association crowd needed to witness something, to know how far the Chen Family could go, so they would have Motivation.

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