Chapter 556: Only I Have My Own Method Chapter 556 Sima Family

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Ship leasing is a troublesome matter, at least far more complex than renting a house; companies doing import-export business may not charter an entire ship, but they will certainly have someone dedicated to this.

The West River Association's orders are enormous in scale, and everyone's business is booming; they often have dedicated leasing departments to handle inquiries, insurance, modifications, and supervision. If Chen Yi did it himself, just recruiting employees would take a lot of effort. It's better to share the thin profits with the core enterprises.

In fact, because the core enterprises are closely linked, Chen Yi's every word and action can undoubtedly represent them. This is already a preliminary form of a monopoly organization. Continuing on, mergers and restructuring within the West River Association would also be very natural.

For example, light industrial enterprises that initially entered the West River Association in large numbers—if they focused entirely on internal competition, they would all end up ruined. Buying orders below the bottom price, no matter how many times it's prohibited, will eventually happen—commodity prices are never determined by value, but by supply and demand. Otherwise, grain should be the most valuable thing, and prostitution would only earn enough for half a fast-food meal.

Ship leasing has a 15% profit, and everyone is willing to do it. No one worries that Chen Yi will go back on his word. After leaving the meeting room, they started making phone calls. The two companies specializing in import-export business were even happier, mobilizing everyone to contact ship owners, and within two days they obtained 15 ships, leasing contracts for nearly 500,000 tons.

The leasing prices of ocean-going ships in the Pacific region rose accordingly.

Large ocean-going ships have long construction cycles and frequent price fluctuations. One-time bulk orders not only drove up the prices of scheduled ships, but the prices for fixed tonnage also rose steadily.

The Sima Family has a company specializing in trade. Sima Jian, 45 years old, has been in this line for over 20 years and can be considered an industry leader. When the monthly report was handed to him, he noticed something unusual.

"Exactly how many ships did the Chen Family book? And the price rose again?" He picked up the report and left.

The office staff watched the boss's stride in astonishment, and couldn't help but mutter quietly to themselves.

Sima Jian had a long-term leased private plane. With a greeting, he flew toward Jiangning. Upon arrival, he immediately turned toward Jiangbei Wharf.

The car stopped, and Sima Jian hurried out, shielding his eyes to look into the distance. A surprised expression appeared on his face.

The last time he came to Jiangbei Wharf in Jiangning was five years ago. The sparkling sea waves and the warm breeze of the sun were the only impressions left for him, but at this moment, Jiangbei Wharf was roaring with machinery, as if it were another world.

"The Chen Family is indeed wealthy." Sima Jian's attention was on the largest oil tanker in the harbor. This massive vessel of the 20-ton class was quiet, as if it had taken sleeping pills like a baby. Its displacement was equivalent to two large aircraft carriers, and its volume was at least three times that.

A port capable of docking 100,000-ton ships can be considered a good port. 200,000 tons requires a deep-water good port plus many later investments. Looking at a wharf's configuration, just by looking at the largest ship it docks, one can tell a thing or two. Sima Jian did a quick mental calculation and shook his head slightly. Not to mention that the Sima Family had no intention of investing in fixed assets with long-term returns; even if they really wanted to do it, they would probably end up making a profit without investing capital.

He found a customs officer at a wharf, slipped him a few hundred yuan, and asked: "Have there been many cargo ships coming and going recently?"

"There are quite a few. Look at us, we've worn out two pairs of shoes." The other party took the money, his attitude became much friendlier, and he asked with concern: "Are you a ship owner? The Chen Family only wants ocean-going ships."

Sima Jian chuckled and said: "Do I look like a ship owner to you?"

"A bit like that." He felt like he was a small ship owner who took on jobs himself.

"Good eye." Sima Jian told a small lie and continued asking: "Where is the person in charge of them?"

"Both the North District and South District have them."

"The cargo, where is it unloaded?"

"Probably more in the North District."

"Thank you." Sima Jian slipped another two hundred yuan, turned around, got into the Jeep, and headed to the North District. He wanted to see how the goods transported by so many cargo ships were actually handled.

After more than ten minutes of sea breeze, the North District gate came into view.

Two Martial Arts Hall Students holding military equipment stood at the entrance, boredly looking toward the sea. Behind them were the most common containers, and the barbed wire and barrier gate directly ahead were somewhat unexpected.

Thinking of the rumors about the West Continent, Sima Jian's heart suddenly thumped.

"Ram through." He pressed his hand on the driver and ordered.

"Ram?"

"Listen to me." Sima Jian's palm was firm and powerful, his tone irresistible.

The driver gritted his teeth, floored the accelerator, and smashed through the barrier gate.

The sentry post hurriedly reported upward, aimed his gun twice, and then could no longer see that smoking rear end.

"Unlucky!" The two looked at each other, both furious.

Sima Jian took out a long camera, clicking away while calculating the quantity of goods.

Over a million tons of transport capacity! The Jiangbei Wharf should be piled full!

The Jeep rushed wildly through the stacking area and was finally overturned by a Combat Knight. Chen Yi, who was supervising Divine Art Knights loading and unloading cargo, heard the news just as Sima Jian had been captured.

"Bring him over." Chen Yi almost didn't think before saying.

"To the office area?" Li Changning naturally added.

Chen Yi shook his head and said: "Right here. He wants to look, so let him look."

Li Changning was stunned, but still went to do it.

Sima Jian was carried upside down into the dry dock by a Combat Knight. Along the way, he passed the guards of three gates, and finally quieted down.

"Where is this?" Hanging upside down, he saw Chen Yi but didn't recognize him immediately, and instead shouted loudly: "I am Sima Jian of Ren Kaijin Import-Export Company, here to see the wharf. You have no right to arrest me."

"Yin Sen Zhi, put him down." Chen Yi smiled faintly and ordered.

The Sima Family Knight waved his hand, and Sima Jian immediately experienced free fall.

"Damn it. What do you want?" Sima Jian, wearing a suit, curled up, touching his aching arm and hip bone, and opened his mouth by cursing first. In his early years, he had also rolled around on the wharf, and whether it was drivers, dock workers, or sailors, they could all get along, relying on a mouthful of pure market slang.

Yin Sen Zhi looked at Sima Jian strangely, still wondering if he was calling "Mom" or cursing. Level 6 Konjac couldn't translate such advanced vocabulary.

"You want to look, so I'll let you look. Why bother putting on airs?" Chen Yi said lightly, turning his face to the front.

Inside the dry dock, four Divine Art Knights were huffing and puffing, pushing a huge 5,000-ton bulk carrier into the subway.

Sima Jian looked doubtfully, then looked again, then looked a third time, before exclaiming: "The engine has no sound."

"What a brain." Nude Bear said disdainfully.

Sima Jian had not yet retorted, but the corner of his eye swept over, and he finally saw the Divine Art Knights under the ship.

A large destroyer, or a small cruiser, has a tonnage of only 5,000 tons. Compared to the huge hull, the Divine Art Knights were as tiny as ants between an elephant's toes.

However, just these four ants, with a bit of lubrication equipment, could push the elephant wherever they wanted.

"Huff huff"

Water mist wetted several square meters of ground, and the bulk carrier also disappeared bit by bit in front of the dock.

Sima Jian suddenly lifted his head, only now noticing the crossbeam of the expanding Subway Gate.

"West Continent!" he blurted out unconsciously.

"It should be said, it is the channel to the West Continent, Mr. Sima Jian." Chen Yi withdrew his gaze and ordered: "Ten thousand tons ready."

The West Continent canal was basically completed, and the Earth side had also begun attempting with thousand-ton-class cargo ships. Actually, sliding from the shipyard into the Magic Subway was not complex; with better technology, one could use engines for propulsion without fear of damaging parts. The real test lay inside the Subway; if transporting one ship at a time it was fine, but once the quantity increased to two or three, more Divine Art Knights and tractors had to be arranged to moor the ships entering the Subway elsewhere.

What tonnage of ship had the highest utilization rate required several experiments to reach a conclusion.

Sima Jian opened his mouth wide, staring at the muscular Divine Art Knight, shaking his head hard, and even secretly pinched himself.

"The Sima Family, no one has gone to the West Continent yet?" Chen Yi suddenly said.

"Ah, yes." Sima Jian didn't know why he raised this point.

"Mr. Sima Jian, do you want to go?"

"Ah? Want to." Sima Jian began to feel his mind was not enough. Nowadays upper-class leaders all knew that those who could go to the West Continent were Chen Clan core members. Although the Sima Family was not considered their enemy, it could not be called friendly either; precisely speaking, it should be the neutral-leaning-confrontational side.

Chen Yi seemed to have guessed his thoughts, smiling and saying: "We can't let the Sima Family remain aloof for long; letting you see is also good."

It turned out to be just looking. Sima Jian was a bit disappointed, but immediately turned to excitement.

New Continent!

For Chinese people who had only experienced colonial rule and received no colonial benefits, the New Continent was both pain and memory.

Fortunately he had not lost his head, and before leaving asked: "Chen Yi, what do you want?"

"After you see the West Continent, you will know."

Sima Jian was about to say something more, but was taken away by a Student Inspection Team Member.

Loading cargo took another three days.

A total of over twenty ships of various sizes were stuffed into the Subway. Total tonnage exceeded one hundred thousand. These were some second-hand old ships purchased by Chen Yi, some of which were inland river transport vessels. Their cargo speed in Jiangning was too slow, facing elimination, but once in the West Continent, they were all rare goods.

Large ships docked at Xijiang Wharf were only two or three hundred tons; a thousand-ton ocean ship was already material for after-dinner boasting. Five-thousand-ton and ten-thousand-ton giants were only safe if sailing straight from the canal into the open sea.

Sima Jian had made full preparations, but was brought into a ship's cabin, stuffed inside for nearly two days, before walking out of the cabin; what met his eyes was purely tropical scenery.

"How do I know this isn't a tropical rainforest like the Amazon?" His first question drew a round of laughter.

"You can look for evidence; maybe you'll meet two friends. Here you must abide by Jiangning City-State's laws and Chinese laws, understand?" The Naked Bear shoved him, his attitude quite impolite.

"Understood." Sima Jian was as obedient as a baby, only busy observing the surrounding environment.

The newly opened canal was four kilometers wide. Both banks were still pouring concrete and installing machinery equipment; without a doubt, such a wharf on Earth would surely not escape the eyes of satellites.

Without more words, just this canal-like wharf was enough for him to understand very much.

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