As soon as Mirhai left the Diaoyutai Hotel, he saw a row of Mercedes-Benz, Audis and other luxury cars parked at the gate, and a sign held up by someone with his name written in Russian.

Mirhai walked over uncertainly.

Before he could speak, the other party took the initiative to say, "Hello Minister Mirhai, I am here to pick you up, my name is Shen Wei." ”

Mirhai smiled happily, "You are Mr. Fang's subordinate. ”

Shen Wei smiled and nodded.

Mirhai suddenly gave Shen Wei a huge hug excitedly.

Shen Wei instantly felt that he was being hugged by a bear, and the bones on his body were about to break, and what was even more unbearable was that a choking body odor came to his face, which was no longer a question of whether it was smoked or not, but the nose and spicy eyes!

He finally knew why Mr. Fang had told him when he came, to stay away from these Soviets.

Before Shen Wei was about to die, Mirhai finally let him go.

Shen Wei instantly had a feeling of escaping death and escaping a catastrophe, he knew that this would have happened, he would not have gone to the Yanjing sales branch to offer his courtesy, and he would have been a sycophant.

After a few more pleasantries, Shen Wei asked Mirhai to get in the car.

Touching the comfortable leather seats of the Mercedes Benz, looking at the dazzling decorations and some high-tech features, Mirhai suddenly felt a great sense of satisfaction.

After thinking about it, Mirhai took the initiative to point to the long list of luxury cars behind him and said, "This is all Mr. Fang's property. ”

Shen Wei's face was not red, and his heart was not beating and said, "Yes." ”

The Yanjing branch has only been in operation for more than three months, and where to buy such a big show, these are all borrowed from some dealers near Yanjing.

Mirhai also did not doubt him, in his feeling, it was normal for Mr. Fang to have such an industry in Huaxia, and it would be strange if he didn't.

Seeing that Mirhai was picked up by a string of luxury cars, Mu Qizhong's eyes lit up, obviously surprised by Mr. Fang's energy again.

However, this also made him confident again, as long as he could impress Mr. Fang, the plane would definitely be successful!

Then, he also beckoned everyone, got on the Gas-4 and chased after him.

This is also what he rents for thousands of dollars a day, and it can't be wasted.

Yanjing Hotel.

Mr. Fang stood on the eighteen-story building, quietly overlooking the most famous city tower in China, the square, in the distance, where countless exciting and recorded events have happened.

His expression was a little dazed at this time, as if he was still in a Moscow hotel, and he was looking at Red Square like this at that time.

Slowly, these two equally well-known squares at home and abroad suddenly merged into one.

The imprint of history seems to have slowly awakened in his brain, Jin Ge Iron Horse, blood boiling, throwing his head and spilling blood!

"Ninth Master, this land is too high and unlucky. Wu Maocai muttered.

As soon as these words came out, the picture in Fang Chen's mind was like a mirror knocked down by someone with a stick, instantly shattered, turned into countless lenses, and then like a fluttering butterfly, they flapped their wings and fled in all directions.

Fang Chen took a deep breath, glared at Wu Maocai fiercely, and after a few breaths, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said angrily: "What's unlucky about this." ”

"This is the eighteenth floor, as the old saying goes, the eighteenth layer of hell, people can't stay on the eighteenth floor. Wu Maocai still said reluctantly.

Fang Chen was really angry and couldn't cry and laugh, "According to what you mean, don't live there, forget it all on the street, the first layer is the tongue pulling hell, the second layer is the scissors hell, the third layer is the iron tree hell, anyway, don't live below the eighteenth floor, you look at how many houses with more than eighteen floors in the country." ”

Wu Maocai was stunned, and after a few breaths, he muttered: "This is different, the eighteenth floor is not good anyway." ”

Fang Chen glanced at Wu Maocai, this reason really showed him a face.

Sometimes, he couldn't figure out Wu Maocai himself.

If you want to say that Wu Maocai has followed him, it has been almost a year, and he can speak two foreign languages, and he has dealt with some business executives, government officials, etc.

Such a person, let alone Huaxia, is actually unique in the world, and there seems to be nothing wrong with calling it a talent.

But sometimes, this sudden stupidity, rustic, is really ridiculous.

Seeing Fang Chen's undeniable appearance, Wu Maocai shook his head stupidly, not listening to the old man's words, and suffering a loss in front of him.

However, if you want to say so, the ninth master is an old man, and he should listen to the ninth master?

Thinking of this, Wu Maocai's head shook into a rattle, no, this was said by someone older than the Ninth Master, so the Ninth Master was right to listen to himself.

But after glancing at Fang Chen, Wu Mao was instantly stunned, he was really not sure that he could make Fang Chen listen to him.

If they had listened to him, they wouldn't have been standing on the eighteenth floor by now.

"Ninth Master, what did you ask that Mirhai to come to see you, what did you do? Didn't Kadannikov already tell the Ministry of Aviation Industry what you meant? And I think about this, you just ask Berezovsky to say hello over there, he didn't have a hot fight with Minister Maxim over there, why use Kadannikov's knife?" Wu Maocai changed the subject and said.

Mirhail guessed right, Kadannikov did go to greet Maxim because of Fang Chen, otherwise he was a dignified deputy prime minister, who was in charge of everything, and he was too busy with a bunch of things in his hands, and he was full of food and went to care about where and who to sell a few planes.

It was probably when Mu Qizhong and the others were pushing the cup and changing the lamp at the Diaoyutai Hotel at noon, that Shen Wei could be regarded as receiving Fang Chen and the others, and Fang Chen knew that Mu Qizhong had invited the deputy minister of the Ministry of Aviation Industry and the people from the Kuibyshev factory so quickly.

You must know that it has only been a few days since the end of the election, and Mu Qizhong's actions are too fast, which is really not admirable.

If it weren't for the spy traitors like Xiao Jianbo's brothers, maybe he wouldn't know until Mu Qizhong signed all the contracts.

Of course, even if the contract is signed, it is not a big deal, the contract is meant to be torn up, and it is not difficult to make the Ministry of Aviation Industry break the contract with his ability.

Or don't say anything about breaking the contract or not breaking the contract, that is, dragging it and not giving it to the plane, what can Mu Qizhong do?

For partners like Mu Qizhong and the Soviet Ministry of Aviation Industry, where there is a serious mismatch in the strength of the two, Mu Qizhong cannot prevent the other party from breaking the contract.

The only thing Mu Qizhong can restrain the Ministry of Aviation Industry is that the Ministry of Aviation Industry will lose a lot of income for this, but because of Fang Chen, it doesn't seem to exist at all.

Fang Chen could easily eat the plane signed in Mu Qizhong's contract.

After a while, the next call came up, saying that Shen Wei and a group of Russians had arrived, Fang Chen nodded, and asked Shen Wei to take people directly to the banquet hall, and he would go in a while.

When Mirhai arrived, he no longer had his domineering and arrogant appearance, his knees pressed together, and then he put his hands on them honestly.

He looks like a schoolboy in the classroom.

This is probably the standard sitting posture for him to meet the leader.

However, Mirhai's mood at this time was not as calm as it seemed, and he felt his heart pounding, even to the point that his blood vessels were about to burst.

There's no way, what he wants to see is Mr. Fang after all, he really can't be relaxed about this kind of big man who makes him think about life and death.

But nervousness is nervousness, he has a bottom in his heart, this meeting is likely to be a good thing, which can be seen from Mr. Fang making such a big formation to pick him up, if it is not a good thing, why would Mr. Fang treat him so kindly.

It's just that this tension is an instinctive tension that he can't control.

Just like everyone knows that when facing a tiger, the best way is not to run, let alone stand stupidly, but to yell at the tiger and make provocative movements, so that the death can be more heroic.

But 99 percent of the people can't do that.

Fang Chen didn't let Mirhai wait too long, and he came after a while.

Mirhai was stunned when he saw Fang Chen, and after a few breaths, he said complimentarily: "Mr. Fang, you are younger than I imagined, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't have imagined that you have such a big industry in the Soviet Union and Huaxia." ”

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Minister Mirhai, do you think I am not worthy of the property under my name?"

Mirhai quickly shook his head, "No, your youth is even more proof that you have superior human intelligence, as well as extraordinary leadership, insight, and wisdom are probably the best footnotes to you. ”

The corners of Fang Chen's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't know how to continue, Mirhai's sycophants were too explicit, so explicit that even Wu Maocai and Shen Wei couldn't say it.

However, it seems to really make people feel good and fluttery.

Shen Wei's eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief, talking about Mirhai, who was fully performing.

Is the Mirhai, who was about to die of nervousness, the same person as the Mirhai now?

Shen Wei felt that he was hallucinating.

How does Shen Wei know that for an official like Mirhai, it is the most basic requirement to talk about people when he sees people, talk nonsense when he sees ghosts, and do not have stage fright when he is in battle.

Not to mention, Fang Chen didn't plan to do anything to him, and he could even get a certain amount of political capital from Fang Chen.

He should be like a male peacock now, trying to show himself and show his various advantages, how can he expose his unbearable side and hold on to him.

However, at this moment, only to hear a noisy footsteps, Fang Chen subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see Mu Qizhong appear at the gate of the banquet hall.

At this time, Mu Qizhong also saw Fang Chen, and he instantly stood on the spot, as if he was petrified.

After a long time, Mu Qizhong finally spoke slowly: "You are Mr. Fang?"

His voice was hoarse, like a saw sawing wood, and it was even more shocking and unbelievable, to be honest, he had also thought that Fang Chen was Mr. Fang, but that thought flashed through his mind, and he never appeared again.

Because such a thought is so ridiculous, he can't know a person surnamed Fang, who happens to be in Moscow, that is Mr. Fang.

But the reality is so cruel, it smacked him in the face!