Following Mu Qizhong's guidance, Mirhai came to Fangfei Garden.

Looking at the thousands of square meters of exhibition hall in front of him, there are a variety of dazzling, colorful and countless goods, Mirhai couldn't help but gasp.

He finally understood why Chairman Gorbachev was shocked by the goods in the Wal-Mart supermarket, all of which was indeed shocking!

As a high-ranking official of the Soviet, he naturally could not be treated badly in terms of food and clothing, but it was really impossible to see so many commodities at once.

"I'm afraid that if you add up all the light industrial products of the Soviets, there are not as many things as in this exhibition hall, Mu, in order to decorate this exhibition hall, you must have spent a lot of money and energy. Mirhai exclaimed.

Not to mention the amount of money, it is beyond his imagination to purchase so many things.

Mu Qizhong smiled slightly, and said proudly: "There are about 5,600 kinds of goods here, including canned food, vegetable oil, honey, leather gloves, coated paper, corrugated paper, strollers, ceramics, clocks, cotton clothes, etc., 20 categories, 43 medium categories, 172 sub-categories, all products are here." ”

Mirhai felt his scalp tingle again, like a cool breeze blowing, and Varisi's eyes widened in disbelief at what was before him.

As the head of the logistics department of the Ministry of Aviation Industry, he naturally knew the situation in the Soviets, and according to the classification of manufacturing industries established by the WTO, there were 31 categories, 191 medium categories, 525 sub-categories, and all categories related to heavy industry, all of which were possessed by the Soviets.

However, the category of light industry can only meet less than half, the other half is completely blank, and the most significant feature is scarce, for example, the third major category of light industrial products daily silicate, the sixth class of glass products below, only a few designated factories are in production.

For example, the Soviets attached great importance to the production of glass for instruments and nuclear engineering, but the production of daily glass and household glass was almost at a standstill, and there were no 80 percent of the products needed by the people.

Of course, the Soviets did not follow the standards of the WTO, but set their own set of standards, under which the Soviets were able to produce all the products of the world.

Mu Qizhong smiled and looked at the shocked expressions of Mirhai and the others, all of which was expected by him.

It's just that all the goods in front of me, in addition to spending a lot of energy, need to call and order from factory to factory, but as for the money, it really hasn't been spent.

With his reputation as Mu Qizhong, it shouldn't be difficult to ask the manufacturer to send him a few samples of each piece.

And he didn't take it for nothing, when the contract with Mirhai was signed, he sold them all the sheets, quilt covers, pots and pans, plastic products, cans, light bulbs, etc., which were unsalable in their enterprises.

Speaking of which, these companies should be grateful to him.

Mirhai turned around in the exhibition hall arranged by Mu Qizhong, pulled down the lamp when he had nothing to do, sniffed the biscuits, and then slowly thought about it in his heart.

He still agrees with Mu Qizhong's idea of bartering goods, whether it is the Ministry of Aviation Industry or the Kuibyshev Aircraft Factory, Huaxia currency will definitely not be accepted, and it doesn't matter to the Chinese aircraft export company, but their voice is too small to affect his thoughts.

Even the ruble, they are reluctant to take it, for no other reason, the depreciation is too fast.

As for the dollar, he was willing to do so, and now the hardest hard currency in the Soviet Union was the dollar, but unfortunately Mu Qizhong did not have the dollar and could not get it.

He can also understand this, because in a socialist country like theirs, there is such a thing as foreign exchange control, and it is basically impossible to get tens of millions or even 100 million US dollars.

As far as he knows, China's total foreign exchange reserves are only more than $30 billion, and if it is not easy to sell some grain, oil, clothes, and shoes, how can it cost 100 million yuan for an airline, and the whole country will not go crazy.

Therefore, the only thing left is to barter, and if these light industrial products can be pulled to Moscow, not only will they not lose money, but they will even make a lot of money.

However, what he needs to pay attention to is that he can't let Mu Qizhong pit himself in the quality and category of the goods, so he will require the more types of goods as possible, after all, the more types, the better it is to sell.

However, now it seems that Mu Qizhong has done a very good job, and it can even be said that he has given him a lot of surprises, not to mention the variety, and the quality of the goods is also quite good.

As for Mu Qizhong, he gave him a benefit fee, but the impact on this matter was not great.

He can't mess things up for the sake of Mu Qizhong's hundreds of thousands of rubles, and even lose his position.

He thought very clearly, as long as he was in this position for one day, there would be one day of benefits like this, and the only difference was who gave it.

But does this matter?

Obviously unimportant.

"Mu, I'm very satisfied, we can go back to discuss the details of the contract, and strive to finalize the contract in the fastest time. Mirhai said with a smile.

Mu Qizhong was overjoyed in an instant, and Mirhaiyi was more than he imagined.

But after thinking about it, for him, these four planes are all his net worth and life and sustenance for the future, but for Mirhai, they are just a corner of the Soviet aviation industry.

The Soviets produced hundreds of planes a year, and a mere four was nothing.

And the Xiao Jianbo brothers couldn't help but glance at each other, and they could see the worry in each other's eyes, and now they were about to negotiate the contract, why hasn't Pan Shiyi's big boss moved yet?

Is it reliable?

Before he could return to Building Twelve, Mirhai saw his attaché waiting anxiously at the door, and his brow furrowed slightly.

It seems that something big is happening in the ministry again.

This attaché was specially left by him to contact the ministry, and he couldn't just be black-eyed as soon as he came out, and he didn't even know what was going on in the ministry.

Mu Qizhong's brows also furrowed, it seems that there is another accident, the last thing he wants to encounter now is an accident, hurry up and sign the contract, that is the real pocket.

However, in an instant, his brow relaxed, and he knew that this attaché was in charge of answering the phone, and it must have been something wrong on the Soviet side, which had nothing to do with him.

If Mirhay is in a hurry to go back, maybe the contract can be signed a little neater.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mu Qizhong's mouth curled slightly, and there was a slight smile.

Before the car could be stopped, the attaché opened the door and said to Mirhai: "Minister Maxim's phone call told you to stop this transaction." ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole carriage fell silent, and everyone who could understand Russian looked at the attaché with unimaginable widening eyes.

Although the Xiao Jianbo brothers didn't know what the attaché was talking about, but looking at the appearance of everyone, I am afraid it was not a good thing, and the two couldn't help but show a smile.

Mirhai was shocked and asked, "Did the minister's secretary say that?"

The attaché shook his head, "It's the minister's personal call." ”

Mirhai gasped and felt a little tingling in his scalp, he really didn't understand why the minister would suddenly intervene in such a trivial matter.

Mu Qizhong was even more like being struck by lightning, standing on the spot, and his heart was dead!