At the end of the morning, the lunchtime banquet invited a group of high-level executives to attend the meeting, and in the afternoon he visited several properties located in the city, Simon rushed to the UFMS children's school in the west of the city at about four o'clock in the afternoon.

The name after the official opening is of course not this, but the Sylvester West City School.

The school, which is still in the process of expansion, offers education for all ages, from kindergarten to high school, with a focus on the children of UFMS mercenaries and Rivne executives.

Because of the high quality of the school, of course, there are many people who want to send their children to the school, and this side does not refuse, the difference is that the education of the children of UFMS mercenaries and the children of Rivne executives is completely free, which is considered a special benefit, while other outsiders need to pay expensive tuition.

In the eyes of many people, the most powerful thing about the school is that the total number of students in this school is about 3,700, and the number of teachers has reached an astonishing 2,100, and the pure teacher-student ratio is only 1.7 to 1 without considering other non-teaching staff, which is terrifying for a school that provides primary education.

In fact, this is mainly due to Simon's strategy of recruiting talent in the first place.

Because of the collapse of the country, the regions of Ukraine, which used to have a very developed education system, have to find another way out because of financial constraints, and a large number of top teachers cannot even pay their salaries. As an elitist at heart, Simon instinctively didn't want to see this kind of thing, and the excitement of the incident about a top physics professor who couldn't even pay a pension equivalent to $5 and had to write a letter begging for a job demanded that the school be open to recruitment.

As a result, the school's more than 2,100 teachers, almost all of whom have doctoral degrees or higher, and many of them are university professors from Ukraine and even from Russia.

Simon's average salary is $500, which is a joke in the United States, but on the Ukrainian side, it is already the top high salary, more than ten times the average monthly income of Ukrainian residents at this stage, which is enough for these elite talents to settle in Rivnian.

Speaking of which, with a faculty of more than 2,100 people to cope with 3,700 students, a surplus is almost inevitable, so many teachers don't actually attend classes, after all, not all of Simon's recruited elites are suitable for the podium, so the surplus talents either open interest groups for students according to their own majors, or engage in their own research at research institutes that have just begun to set up in the Rivni side, or simply provide various consulting services for Westeros system companies here.

There's really nothing to do, and it's okay to be idle.

Even if these people pay a total of more than a million dollars a month, it doesn't matter to Simon.

According to the ancient Chinese saying, it should be regarded as a daughter and a monk.

In fact, with Simon's relatively very generous salary in Ukraine, there are really not many people who are deliberately lazy.

Although it was summer vacation, after Simon entered the school, there were still many activities on campus.

Simon understood early on that the key to influencing a person's life is not university education, but primary education, so when determining the direction of the Westeros family's philanthropy, he also had the idea of making efforts to do so, and later faced the reality and took the initiative to adjust.

However, for this school, even if there is no relevant expectation of Sowell College in Los Angeles, Simon's personal education style is still a strict elite education, rather than a happy education that generally ignores the bottom in Europe and the United States.

Although admission is free for all eligible students, students within this school will be competitive from the elementary school level.

Because of the parents, no one will be expelled unless they do something particularly bad, but all students will be divided according to their academic performance, and the students with good grades will enter the top class, and the poor students will get together with the poor students. Of course, because the teachers are sufficient, Xicheng School will also carry out appropriate teaching according to aptitude.

For example, between the arts and sciences, or those who are really not interested in all cultural classes but are good at sports, can be cultivated.

Moreover, Simon has also customized additional scholarship regulations, and even in the future, if he can be admitted to a designated university after graduating from high school, he will continue to receive funding from the Westeros system, and even study abroad directly under the Westeros system.

On the parents' side, if they can't accept this kind of Spartan education, they can only take their children away.

However, until now, only more and more people want to send their children to this school, and no one has dropped their children out of school because the school's education system is too strict. Attaching importance to education and hoping for a successful son is definitely not only the educational concept of Chinese parents, but also the instinct of almost all parents in the world.

Simon walked around the campus.

The whole campus, even the kindergarten area, has a lot of students, the kindergarten is obviously some parents do not have time to see their children take the initiative to send over, after all, the level of kindergarten teachers here is also the top after careful selection, and other primary and secondary school areas, teachers everywhere have students or receive summer tutoring, or a variety of interest group activities, and so on.

In short, it is full of a kind of determination that this dilapidated country does not possess at all.

Probably a special arrangement by someone with a heart, Simon also met the professor of physics at Kyiv National University who wrote to him, an old man named Sergei Yershakov, who is 68 years old this year, is still in good spirits, and is tutoring a group of students in high school physics.

After a few last conversations, the old man expressed his gratitude to Simon, who is now in a job that almost supports a large family.

And then there are some inevitable sighs and sighs.

Simon stayed at the school for two hours and didn't leave until just over six o'clock.

Then there was another banquet in the evening.

More special, entertaining some of the top military leaders of Ukraine.

With the establishment of the Ukrainian Constitution, a new round of changes has begun in Ukraine's political and military system, and on the military side, the Kiev authorities have begun to brew a new round of military reform.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is another disarmament.

Even if the more than 700,000 troops in Ukraine have been reduced to more than 200,000 when the Soviet Union just collapsed, the current Ukraine still cannot afford to support it.

Simon also got some information in advance.

In this reform, the entire Ukrainian army will be planned and integrated into three major military regions, mainly the Northern Operational Command with Kiev as the core, the Southern Operational Command with Odessa as the core, and the Western Operational Command with Rivni as the core.

That's right.

The three major military districts, the Kyiv authorities intend to establish the base of the Western Operational Command, which is integrated in the 9 western regions, in the city of Rivni, the capital of Rivne region.

This is obviously not arbitrary.

Simon didn't try to change anything.

If it had been during the Soviet era, or in other politically stable countries, the authorities had done this, Simon might have been suspicious.

The current Ukraine, with more than 200,000 troops, is frankly a bunch of chickens and dogs that may not even be as good as the Iraqi army in the Gulf War.

As for the reason.

Being a soldier is to eat food, and now Ukraine, let's say that in 1995, the excessive budget squeezed out by the Kyiv authorities was only a pitiful 910 million US dollars, less than 1 billion US dollars in military spending, coupled with the well-known layer by layer peeling state in Ukraine at this stage, it fell on about 240,000 troops in mid-1996, which may not even be 500 million US dollars.

It can be a problem for a soldier to have enough to eat, let alone fight.

The current Ukrainian army, to put it bluntly, is tossing and turning to fend for itself from top to bottom, after all, the Soviet Union has just collapsed a few years ago, and Western society and Eastern European countries are in a honeymoon period, at least on the Ukrainian side, there is no sign of war, and naturally no one will think of or care about their own army.

Simon entertained the top ranking of the Ukrainian army, named Vasily Borisov, 56 years old this year, with the rank of lieutenant general, who has been appointed commander of the Western Operational Command.

Speaking of which, it was the general who mobilized a regiment of sappers to help build the infrastructure of the military theme park, and the Borisov family is also one of the secret shareholders of the military theme park, in addition, the funding plan for the study abroad of high-level children of Ukraine determined some time ago, and Alexander Borisov, the youngest son of Vasily Borisov, is among them.

In addition, the Borisov family is involved in the arms deal with the Angolan side, and Borisov's eldest son, Alesek Borisov, also works in the relevant arms trading company.

To put it bluntly, this is a 'person of his own'.

Of course, on the surface, Vasily Borisov belongs to the Kuchma family in the Kiev authorities, but he is not the core, and he was able to successfully get the post of commander of the Western Operational Command among several contenders, and the Westeros system is quietly working.

Compared to the Northern Operational Command, which guards Kyiv, and the Southern Operational Command, which has a navy, the Western Operational Command is the smallest, and even if further downsizing is not considered, it is currently less than 60,000 people.

Simon even quietly had the idea that the 5,000-strong UFMS private army looked at the 60,000 soldiers of the Western Combat Command, wondering what the outcome would be?

Of course, the likelihood of such a situation happening is almost zero.

Even if it does happen, Simon will only watch the excitement from afar, and of course he will regret the loss of the UFMS private army, but it will not break his bones.

Vasily Borisov is more like a bureaucrat than a soldier, in fact, just looking at the other party's big belly, it is not difficult to imagine that in front of Simon, there is no one who is about to become the commander of a large military district, but with obvious humility, the leader is like this, not to mention the other high-ranking members of the Ukrainian army who participated in the banquet.

So, a dinner party can be described as a joy for the guests and hosts.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the dinner ended, and Simon had no intention of staying in the city, and left by car to rush to the complete estate north of Rivni again.

As the car entered the main road, Lady A, who was sitting next to Simon, said something serious: "There's another invitation from Moscow, hoping that you can attend a banquet tomorrow night, mainly for an investment visit team from the United States." ”

Simon leaned back on the leather seat and shook his head directly when he heard the words: "Don't go." ”

After following Simon for a long time, Girl A knew more things than others, thought about it, and said, "Boss, I think there are some things that need to show her presence afterwards." ”

Simon glanced at Girl A's eyes, smiled, and said, "A, then you say, why did Yeltsin invite me again?"

Girl A said: "It should be to show some sincerity, or some communication, in short, it must be related to the boss's layout in Russia." ”

Simon shook his head and smiled, "You're wrong this time." ”

"Huh?"

Simon didn't explain any more.

Regarding someone's arrangement, except for the two Jennies, Simon didn't tell anyone else, even if it was Girl A, he just knew that Simon had some special layout on the Russian side, and in any case, he would never have thought that Simon's layout would be the next president of Russia.

This matter is too big, Simon is not distrustful of Girl A, but he doesn't want to leave such an inconsequential flaw.

Let's talk about Yeltsin's invitation.

If Yeltsin really wanted to talk to Simon last time, this time it is very likely that it was a test to test Simon's original promises.

Simon and Yeltsin's second daughter Tatyana said that someone is not his puppet, and it is impossible to become his puppet, this kind of thing, people with a little brains probably will not easily believe it, this temptation, Yeltsin just wants to see if Simon will show a gesture of interference in Russia.

If he went, it might have given Yeltsin a hint that Simon was very interested in Russia, and even attached great importance to a certain arrangement.

Simon attached so much importance to it that Yeltsin would inevitably think too much.

Or, even if Simon really guessed wrong, Yeltsin really wanted to have a serious talk with Simon, and Simon's refusal again would still have some kind of result he hoped for.

Seeing that her boss didn't explain, Girl A didn't mean to ask more, and turned to some other things that Simon needed to know.

Back at the hot spring estate, the time was still around 11 pm.

I didn't go to the shower right away today, but I went to the living room next door to the hall, where a couple of girls were watching TV.

Simon didn't want to be too busy, so he hugged the little Eve Banshikova and put it in his arms, leaving the girl's sister Galena and letting the other girls leave.

Natalia Banshikova was clearly deliberately dodging, and Eve went to arrange for the girls to rest, but Marta Beknac was still as eager as last night.

Taking the coffee handed over by the other party, Simon motioned for the girl to sit down next to her, hugged the little girl like a doll in her arms, gave her the name of Doll, smiled and asked Marta casually, "How is today?"

The words were casual, but Marta didn't dare to be casual at all, not knowing what the big boss was referring to, but said cautiously: "It's not bad." ”