. "Hey, someone is coming over there, you hide first." Old Zhao caught a few figures from the corner of his eyes, threw the cigarette on the ground nervously, rubbed it hard, then picked it up and put it in his clothes. Zhang Yan's eyes were straightened. A port staff member, so poor that he didn't even let go of a cigarette butt?

But now is not the time to speak. Zhang Yan walked around the big pillar in the warehouse and hid. The view of this place is very wide. You can see the vast blue waves under the blue sky and white clouds, and you can also see most of the movements in the granary. The gulls on the sea spread their wings and chased giant ships. Zhang Yan smiled slightly. Although the seagulls can fly freely in the sky, they are only chasing fish that are shocked by the ship. To be honest, this freedom is really cheap.

The wind in the distance sent a faint voice over, and Zhang Yan's heart moved. He had heard this voice before and gave him a bad impression. Zhang Yan turned his head and looked over. Sure enough, a guy wearing a black suit and flat hair appeared in his sight, which was Kobayashi Jue.

Could it be that Kobayashi also wanted to do something on soybeans? Zhang Yan believed in this regard. What good ideas can the Japanese have? The Kobayashi family of three have come here. Could it be that they are just here to visit? This time, Zhang Yan felt that he still had a lot of gains when he touched Kobayashi.

Xiaolin Jue only stayed in front of the warehouse for a while, said a few words to Lao Zhao and left. When he left, he staggered and obviously drank a lot. When Xiaolin Jue left, Zhang Yan turned out from behind the pillar and stuffed a box of cigarettes into Lao Zhao's arms: "Brother Zhao, it seems like he is a Japanese."

"No, I can't accept you. Yes, just leave a few of them." Old Zhao took out two cigarette boxes and pushed the others to Zhang Yan, but Zhang Yan refused. After pushing them back and forth, Lao Zhao finally let go and collected the cigarette and pulled out one. "It's not a little Japanese. I think they are full. I looked at the inspection form and found that a ship of beans are tens of thousands of tons, and I don't know what to do. This year, we have a good harvest of soybeans, and ships of beans are transported out. The beans in the United States are not of good quality. Who can buy them?"

Zhang Yan's heart moved and probably said, "Brother Zhao, you fooled you, you are all the same beans. What's the difference between them?"

Lao Zhao was a little unhappy. He turned around and went to the warehouse. He opened the small door and went in. After a while, he walked out and had two more bags in his hand. He walked to Zhang Yan and spread the bags out. He took out one for Zhang Yan to see: "Did you see, this is our beans, which are from your hometown Yinzhou, not first-class or third-class." Lao Zhao had dozens of large and plump soybeans in his hand. Lao Zhao tilted his hand slightly. Lin Lei and other soybeans rolled down his palms.

"Look at this bean again." Old Zhao took out a handful of soybeans from another bag and asked Zhang Yan to take a good look. Zhang Yan frowned. In Lao Zhao's hands, there were dozens of beans of different sizes, each of which looked so unique and so unique. Can be eaten in this way? At least Zhang Yan was not interested.

"Brother Zhao. It's different. These beans are quite artistic. I have a bonsai at home, which is just a bit of a disadvantage. Why don't Brother Zhao give me some, okay?"

"Okay, but don't take too much, this is the remaining quarantine area. I can't report it if there are too many differences."

The two chatted for a while. Old Zhao was almost smoking, so he stepped on it and put it in his pocket. He looked up and saw that Zhang Yan looked wrong. He smiled and explained, "Brother, I was stunned. Smoking is strictly prohibited in the port area. Brother, I am addicted to smoking. I can't smoke. I'm afraid that cigarette butts will cause trouble. I have to do this. Alas! Don't laugh at your brother."

Zhang Yan was already laughing so hard, "Brother Zhao, I really convinced you..."

When Zhang Yan came back from the port, it was completely dark, but the night view of Jinzhou was still very beautiful. Zhang Yan called a car to return to the guesthouse. As soon as he entered the guesthouse, a big-eyed waiter came up: "Mr. Zhang, right? Section Chief Liu said, I'm waiting for you in the VIP Building of Jinzhou Hotel."

At the Jinzhou Hotel, Zhang Yan saw Liu Zhenhan. Before Zhang Yan could speak, Liu Zhenhan snatched up and said, "Haha, brother, where are you going, let me wait." After saying that, he winked Zhang Yan, pulled Zhang Yan into the house, and introduced the people inside to Zhang Yan with a smile: "This is Jiang Wanli, the commander of the 15th Regiment of the 3rd Division of the North Great Wilderness. Although it is just a regiment commander, he leads tens of thousands of people, which is more than a commander. Then a strong man suddenly stood up, walked over enthusiastically, grabbed Zhang Yan's hand, and shook vigorously: "Don't listen to Old Liu and Hu, I am a hard-working farmer. Now we are reborn as the military and civilians. Our Agricultural Reclamation Corps has also changed its name. It is now called Shuangyashan Farm. In the future, the sales of soybeans will depend on me."

Zhang Yan didn't know what was going on, but judging from this, Jiang Wanli wanted to help him manage the trading and trade it on a farm. Although the risk was huge, the profits brought were also huge. Zhang Yan's heart moved, and the expression on his face became much warmer: "Brother Jiang, I have been admired for a long time."

Next, Liu Zhenhan introduced Peng Jiucheng, the general manager of Jinzhou Grain and Oil Corporation. He was in charge of three medium-sized crushing companies. He can be called Jinzhou's most powerful crushing supplier. When he saw Zhang Yan, he was very enthusiastic. Zhang Yan knew at this time that what he wanted to talk about today was quite a bit. He smiled slightly and became a guest position with Liu Zhenhan.

The four guests and hosts had their own thoughts. Halfway through the food and food, they started to rush to soybean futures. Jiang Wanli poured a full glass of white wine to toast Zhang Yan: "Brother, you are having a beautiful futures. I really admire you. I will do it first." After saying that, he raised his neck and put a mouthful of Jinzhou Daqu in. When the others saw that he was drinking generously, they all started to drink.

"How is it, brother?" Jiang Wanli's face turned red after drinking a glass of wine. He turned the cup around, and no drop of wine flowed out.

"Okay, I'll accompany this cup." Zhang Yan's face was as usual, and he poured a cup and drank it. His face remained unchanged. When Jiang Wanli saw it, he shouted loudly. He walked over and picked up Zhang Yan's wine glass and got a full cup. He went straight to Zhang Yan and said, "Brother, you are a man. Brother, I won't go around in circles. Our farm has been doing futures recently, but this thing is too difficult to deal with. I have lost half of it in a month. Brother, I want to discuss something with you. Can you give me some face and help us operate futures?"

Zhang Yan waved his hands repeatedly and said, "This is not OK. I am also a newbie in futures. I am afraid that in the end, I will lose all the capital of Jiangchang Chief, which will not harm you!"

"Brother Xiao Zhang, brother, I am old, I want to say something about you here. Young people know that being modest is good, but being too modest is hypocrisy. Not to mention other places, soybeans have been consolidating for so long, except for a few big dealers, who are not losing money in a row? As soon as you get the order, the market rose and made a net profit of 70% in one afternoon. In our country, this level is all top. Why are you still humble? I quickly agree to Lao Jiang. I heard that his wife gave him a military order. If you don't make money, you can't go home. For the sake of his family happiness, you should help him."

Zhang Yan thought for a while and saw that Jiang Wanli was holding the wine glass without moving, and he looked very anxious, so he took the wine glass and drank it all: "Okay, leave this to me, Brother Jiang, it may not be necessary to do it well, but I will do my best to try my best to send you back to the farm on New Year's Day and have some intimacy with my wife."

Jiang Wanli was overjoyed and poured a glass of white wine back to his position. He picked it up and took it off in one breath: "Brother, you have helped me a lot." He turned around and poured another bowl to treat Peng Jiucheng. Peng Jiucheng dared to drink it. Jiang Wanli held it in the position and forced a drink. His face suddenly turned red, like a big red cloth, and his mouth became much bigger. He walked to Liu Zhenhan with the cup: "Little brother, brother, I beg you for something too."

Liu Zhenhan laughed and said to Jiang Wanli: "Brother Jiang, I am Liu, Zhang Yan is here." Peng Jiucheng looked at Liu Zhenhan with his eyes and nodded: "It's so dark, it's really not Brother Zhang Yan." He staggered to Zhang Yan and held up the cup: "Brother Zhang Yan, I have something to ask you, if you can help, you will have this glass of wine."

One sheep is put, and two sheep are put. Zhang Yan didn’t push this time and just fucked the wine: “Brother Peng, just say anything if you have something to do. As long as I can do it, I will never say anything.”

"Good brother, I love to hear this. The three pressing companies under our Grain and Oil Corporation are all big bean-eating companies. To put it bluntly, Jiang Wanli's beans are all enough for us to spend three months, which is not enough to say. But now the beans outside are too expensive, and they are almost up to the price of soybean oil. I originally wanted to find some to make up for the futures, but who knew that this futures was too weird. No matter how I operated it, he would lose money in the end. He had to ask you brothers to help you see the plate."

"Em, but Brother Peng, I want to ask you, do you want to trade futures or get beans in the end?" Zhang Yan thinks that Peng Jiucheng's understanding of futures seems to be very vague. Such people have the greatest risk of entering the futures market, because he doesn't know how to choose the investment direction that is most beneficial to him.

"Can you still get physical goods when trading futures?" Even Jiang Wanli was surprised. Zhang Yan was speechless when facing these two futures blind people. These two goods were too powerful. He didn't even know about this and dared to speculate on futures. He didn't pay all his pants in and could only say that his character was really good.

Zhang Yan gave the two people a lesson. It took a long time to let Peng Jiucheng understand that if the soybean price falls too much, you can buy it at the right time and then deliver it at maturity. Generally speaking, physical delivery is rarely done, because the amount required for physical delivery is ten times that of futures, so few people really open orders to buy physical goods, which is a virtual transaction. But if Peng Jiucheng wants soybeans, they can do this. On the other hand, the difficult thing is the short seller. If you can't pay the physical goods, you will have to confiscate the margin. It can be said that it is a very powerful move.
Chapter completed!