Chapter 1234

They just use very cheap light industrial products or food to exchange for fur, watches, machinery, and even more expensive items that they dare not think of.

And these people are just one of the small mischief on the bus.

Those who are more thoughtful and have enjoyed the sweetness after walking down in this line, and have long been dissatisfied with such profits, just like Gu Zheng, take root in the strange land of Russia, looking for greater profits and more rare news.

"Bang, bang"

The green and yellow car finally stopped at its terminal.

Gu Zheng, who once again set foot on the solid ground, thought he had not left the land of Yanguo when he got out of the car.

In fact, there is no big difference between this exotic station 9000 kilometers away and the Zicheng and Nancheng railway station he went to.

It is full of various local dialects of Yanguo.

The porters standing at the exit of the station turned out to be people with yellow skin and black eyes.

The coming and going talk and the greeting sound of unloading from top to bottom, if it wasn't mixed with several big Maoren who couldn't wait to inspect the goods at the railway station, I'm afraid Gu Zheng thought he had entered the domestic second-class dealer market.

However, the highly westernized architectural structure in the station, as well as the language annotation in Maoist, clearly tell others that this is really not a country of inflammation.

"Gu Zheng, here, keep up!"

While Gu Zheng was stunned, boss Zhang waved to a strong man in the state of Mao who was a head higher than him at the exit.

Presumably, this is the dealer of boss Zhang's trip.

Two people walk not slowly, and the other party has long been prepared.

Several capable porters, only two or three cars of loading and unloading, transported boss Zhang's goods to a small warehouse not far from the railway station.

"Cash or goods this time!"

These words are all in the Russian of the great Maoist country. It's rare for boss Zhang to stumble, but he can understand the simple words.

After the other party asked so, he made a twist of his fingers.

This signal represents cash.

Dollars, no big change.

Because big money is worthless.

This decision stunned Da Mao on the other side, because according to his previous experience with boss Zhang, this is a man who squeezed the profits to the extreme.

Because the profit margin of some goods in Da Mao can no longer be calculated with money.

It's like fur.

After the superior mink, deer skin and even black bear skin were paid to boss Zhang according to the negotiated price, he successfully carried them back to China and could turn over three times more profits.

And today, why should we have real gold and silver?

This makes the big Mao merchants who like barter feel extremely anxious.

He also likes to exchange goods.

Because when he received the goods, he also had poor profits.

But now it was a critical moment. No matter how anxious he was, he could only endure it.

And Gu Zheng was afraid to see the unhappiness of the big Maoist, so he turned around and chatted with the dissatisfied man in very fluent Russian.

"You are walking clothes..."

"I don't know whether to accept convenience food?"

"Light industry, chemical industry, I have some ways here."

These words, coupled with Gu Zheng's pure Russian with this aristocratic accent, immediately attracted the attention of the big Maoren opposite.

"Do you have a way? Convenience food?"

"In what way?"

"Canned, a large number of canned, meat, fruit, can also be customized according to taste."

Only a large number of words attracted all the minds of Da Mao people.

"How big is it?"

"The amount of the whole wagon that can be transported to the hungry train through formal channels. If it's not enough, you can talk about how much you want and how much you have."

It's not Gu Zheng bragging.

As long as the other party can eat, he can find a way to mobilize the cannery in Sichuan Province.

"What do you want to change?"

Da Mao, who is already very interested, is not a businessman in this category, but he really has several good friends involved in this aspect.

What Gu Zheng said surprised the man opposite.

"The more expensive, the better! I have a large quantity of goods here."

"I want to change something I can't see at home."

This tone made the big Mao man who looked up and down at Gu Zheng, as if he were joking.

"There are really valuable things. I'm afraid you can't eat them!"

"Oh?" is that his good luck working again?

What good news did that unseen life bring to him?

"So, what's valuable?"

While Gu Zheng asked, the big Mao man opposite burst into laughter as if he had told a joke.

"Of course it's a fi451 plane! Ha ha, ha ha, it's expensive enough!"

"Well, boy, are you interested in exchanging?"

With that, the big Maoren in the whole warehouse laughed like pigs, as if Gu Zheng was the funniest joke, which could make them laugh at it.

But who would have thought that Gu Zheng just needed a word to snuff out all their laughter.

"Ah? Who wants to sell? How much do they need? Barter? Or just cash?"

This sentence alone made the whole warehouse silent.

The big hairy people like plush bears opposite have become their food at this time, like seals, staring at their round eyes, as if they saw the devil Satan and his second uncle, which is incredible.

"Do you really want to buy it?"

Petrov, who reacted from the shock, rarely took it seriously.

"Of course, why do I ask more if I don't buy it? What's more, you are still the partner of boss Zhang. Even for my friends, I won't deceive my own people."

Petrov nodded when he heard this, but he knew how nostalgic these fallen men from the Yan country were.

As long as you identify a trading partner, it's a powerful deal.

Usually let them follow out and see more about the beautiful and prosperous side of Russia. These people are so timid that they don't leave their nest.

It's so gutless.

Therefore, the young man of Yanguo who doesn't have much courage should not cheat him.

Then he will share a message he heard when drinking with Ivanovic.

When I think of what Petrov said here, I have a certain accuracy.

"I also heard what my friends in the aviation system said. This year, Da Mao Airlines wants to sell the four excess 541."

"But you also know how tense relations are between the great Maoist country and several nearby countries that can afford to buy aircraft."

"The surrounding areas with fairly good relations with our country are too poor to buy."

"At once, he was stuck in his hands and worried about Ivanov's leadership. He was about to turn white."

"After all, this is a major work mistake. If it is investigated, his leaders will go to prison!"

What is this? I'm afraid I'll be killed on the spot in more severe years?

"Therefore, if you really have the means and the ability to buy country 541, please contact the leader of Fedorov in the Logistics Department of Da Mao aviation."

"I think he would like to deal with a good man like you."

Well, good. I'm afraid the news is confirmed.

In order to make the news more practical, Gu Zheng asked again: "I don't know where the logistics office of Da Mao Airlines is. It would be better if I had the honor to get Comrade Fedorov's phone."

This sentence made Petrov stare at Gu Zheng for a long time. In the end, the big hairy bear with more than one meter and nine feet showed his teeth and patted his chest to bear the matter.

"It's easy to call. I'll call my friend right now. It happens that there are still several days of inventory reconciliation between me and Zhang."

"You can also take this opportunity to see the beautiful Russian city."

"You know, at the end of taff street, there is our man's favorite red light."

With that, Petrov did not forget to take out a tin wine pot from his trouser pocket, took a sip at his mouth, narrowed his eyes somewhat intoxicated, and then shook twice in front of Gu Zheng.

"Of course, no matter how beautiful it is, it doesn't have the taste of vodka in my hand."

"A real man will fall in love with the spirits of our great Maoist country. Those big hips and big breasts can only make the warriors lose their fighting spirit!"

With this, Gu Zheng quickly nodded.

He must agree. The smell of wine on Petrov is about to drift to his side.

These Maoists who drink all the time really can't judge by the standard of normal people.

Gu Zheng, who finally got away from the warehouse, was meditating in the corner.

It seems that the news of the great Maoist country has been confirmed, but who needs planes in China?

Thinking of Gu Zheng here, he plans to leave the two masters alone. It's time to call the number specially left by the person in charge and report on his recent work.

In the evening, in the corridor of a hotel opened by Japanese people in Russian city, the incandescent lights flashed and were finally lit.

Most of the people living here are back and forth.

For people who don't expect to stay here for a long time, there is a hotel opened by people from their own country. They always stay at ease.

Gu Zheng, who bought a large number of coins from downstairs, instead climbed to the second floor where he was located. He dialed the number paper in his hand with the pay phone at the end of the corridor.

At this time, it is dinner time for every family in Yanguo. If you call this private number, you will find the person in charge of the city.

"Doodle doodle..."

The telephone rang only three times, and the voice across the room rang.

After a short zilala, the conversation between the two was clear.