Reborn in Russia as a Big Shot

19. Runxue

Li Xiang's trip to Vietnam was not only to register Natasha's household registration, but also to open a garment factory there.

Make down jackets.

He registered the trademark SnowFlying in Russia, intending from the beginning to take advantage of Bosideng.

Snowflake is Bosideng's most successful sub-brand.

How much can a trademark sell for?

To command a higher price, you need to build the entire supply chain and sell it to Bosideng.

Old Li grumbled and cursed, "You shameless bastard, you dumped me to go it alone, and now you want me to help you open a factory!"

Li Xiang said confidently, "Can you manufacture down jackets? If you can, I won't keep this factory open."

"It would be so much better to open a business back in China. You can't just think about cheap labor; the supply chain here isn't good enough."

"I have my own plans." Li Xiang twirled his fingers and tempted her, "Don't you need to save up some money for your eldest son's studies abroad? I'll hire you to look after my mistress, and I'll pay you."

"Keep your voice down, your mother's outside." Old Li was terrified and asked in a low voice, "How much are you going to give me?"

"You really want to?"

Old Li sighed, "That kid's grades aren't good, so we'll just have to spend more money."

Li Xiang asked, "What is his purpose in wanting to study in the United States? Does he want to take the opportunity to stay in the United States after graduation, or does he want to return to China to develop his career after graduation?"

Old Li replied, "I haven't talked to him about it. His mother said it seems like he wants to stay."

"You just want to stay in the US illegally, there's no need to go through all that trouble," Li Xiang said confidently. "I'll give you a way to stay in the US for under 10,000 yuan. You help me get the factory in Vietnam up and running."

"Ten thousand US dollars?"

Li Xiang crossed his arms and looked at Old Li with a flippant expression. "RMB."

"You're talking nonsense. Even if you have 10,000 yuan, you have to buy a discounted plane ticket." Old Li didn't believe it at all.

"This is called 'runxue' (literally 'rewarding education'). There are ways to 'reward' education whether you have money or not."

"What the hell?" Old Li didn't understand the meaning of the word "run".

"Just tell me if it's okay or not?" Li Xiang got up to get his computer.

"Alright, let me see what you can do." Old Li paused, then added, "Smuggling is out of the question. If something really happens to your brother, your Aunt Wang will blame me for the rest of her life."

"Don't try to pin this on me. My mom and I are on the same side." Li Xiang turned on his computer and Googled a webpage to show Old Li.

Old Li read it word by word: "College students going to the US for paid summer internships, what's that?"

See for yourself.

"The print is too small," Old Li said, squinting.

Li Xiang explained in detail: "This is a newly launched Sino-US cultural exchange program this year."

"Simply put, domestic university undergraduates can apply to work in the United States during the summer through this program. It's almost a zero-threshold program; all they need to do is pay for their own plane ticket."

"He graduated several years ago," Old Li said with a regretful expression.

"Adult college entrance exam, just study for two months and get a second degree, then you're back to being a bachelor's degree holder."

Old Li: "How come you have such a long list of theories about exploiting loopholes?"

"Tell me, is this a good idea?" Li Xiang smirked and continued, "Didn't you say his grades are bad? Then don't waste your time studying. Once you're illegally in America, make the most of your time to date, get married as soon as possible, and get your legal status."

"It doesn't necessarily have to be a woman; men and men can be together too. It seems to be legal in the US now."

"Get lost!" Old Li cursed. "I was just starting to think you were somewhat reliable, and now you're at it again."

Li Xiang reminded Old Li, "Don't forget what you promised me."

"What?" Old Li was taken aback.

"Open a factory."

"Son, money is earned little by little. You haven't even figured out how to make money in the clothing business yet, and you're already thinking about opening your own factory and creating your own brand."

Old Li continued earnestly, "When I first made a lot of money, I also felt that I could succeed at anything, but I learned that lesson the hard way when I actually suffered losses."

"What skills does he have? He's just bold, lucky, and willing to work hard. He's nothing but bullshit."

Li Xiang said earnestly, "Dad, I didn't do this on a whim; I have a plan."

"I know," Old Li sighed. "A son grows up and is no longer under his father's control. I'm just worried about it."

Old Li triggered the "Hoping His Son Becomes a Dragon" mechanic, and the AI ​​interface in front of Li Xiang began to accumulate experience points.

Suddenly...

[Vladimir Pavel Dies]

Dependency termination

SnowFlying's wholesale price for Pavel's jerseys is $9.5.

Smuggling jerseys to Germany and selling them at the World Cup would fetch at least 80 euros each.

Money can be a powerful motivator, and given the huge price difference involved, it wouldn't be surprising if something happened.

But Pavel's death still served as a wake-up call for Li Xiang.

To establish a foothold in Russia, one cannot afford to lose the military protection of one's father-in-law's family. Relying solely on blood ties and financial assistance to maintain this relationship is clearly insufficient.

To achieve long-term stability, we need to build more shared interests!

-

Li Xiangka's visit to Vietnam at this time, when he was shipping goods from Pavel to the EU, was somewhat of a way to avoid the limelight.

Pavel's death is shrouded in mystery, so we have to wait and see to make sure it won't affect us before going back.

Natasha was naturally very happy that he had said he was going to leave but then didn't.

This dragged on until mid-June, by which time the World Cup had already started.

According to information gathered by Dalia's aunt, a large number of counterfeit jerseys have indeed arrived in Germany, and the Tambov Gang, the largest criminal organization in St. Petersburg, is behind the distribution.

As for whether it's the 300,000 sets that Pavel was talking about, that's unclear.

It is difficult to determine the total number.

What is certain is that at this very moment, gangsters all over Germany are busy selling clothes.

Li Xiang didn't know exactly where Pavel died, but a massive jersey smuggling case was exposed at the Lithuanian Bowl, and based on information from various sources, it seemed to refer to him.

Li Xiang had hoped that the Lithuanian customs could trace the origin of the goods and at least call SnowFlying to inquire about the shipment details.

Nothing happened at all; it seems like the matter has been dropped.

-

Pavel sold his house in St. Petersburg to Li Xiang before his death.

A lease was attached, valid until the end of July.

Li Xiang returned to Russia, intending to visit the house and see what the current situation was.

Big Foot works as a driver, driving SnowFlying's newly purchased "company car," a Subaru Forester. He bought such an expensive car to pick up clients, mainly to reduce profits.

By increasing expenses and lowering profits, one can pay significantly less tax.

This apartment is a large, single-level unit.

Li Xiang and Da Jiao took the elevator upstairs. Before the elevator even reached their floor, they could already hear arguing upstairs.

Big Foot, who had been standing behind Li Xiang, silently stepped forward, his hand on his holster, ready to draw his gun at any moment.

"Sister-in-law, I paid off the high-interest loans my brother owed for you. You can't let me suffer losses after doing a good deed."

"I can't just pay this money for nothing. You have to settle the debt with the house. I'm giving you three more days. You have to move out. If you don't, don't blame me for being rude."

"Ding!" The elevator has arrived.

Li Xiang peeked from behind Big Foot.

A woman was carrying a double-barreled shotgun, and on the other side were three men, the one in the lead being as thin as a monkey.

Tensions were high between the two sides.

The system notified that the information board above the "monkey's" head was still marked as red!