Chapter 933 is complete
The little girl's name was Fantine, a very Westernized name, and she spoke fluent London English. However, it is not uncommon to be able to sit in first class.
"Sir, are you sick? Fang Ting looked at Jing Jian's face, with a very innocent and worried expression on his face.
"I'm sorry, sir. The grandparents who accompanied Fantine quickly apologized. Their bearing was extraordinary and deserved a certain place in the USSR.
The little girl was talking about Jing Jian's skin color, and she may have never seen an Oriental in her short childhood, so she was particularly curious to find that Jing Jian's skin color was different from her own.
"It doesn't matter. Jing Jian smiled and showed that he didn't care. It's nothing more than a child's naΓ―ve words. Then he pretended to be very stern, "Little girl, you provoked me." I'll tell you, I know many, many nurse sisters. β
Fang Ting giggled and hid behind her grandmother, making a strange face at Jing Jian. Two people dressed as artists smiled and accosted, "Are you Mr. Bramble? Congratulations, I heard that your new film has grossed more than $250 million." β
"Thank you!" Jing Jian shook hands with the two enthusiastic artists. And in the first-class departure hall, there are also two obvious Western businessmen. Jing Jian was secretly amused in his heart, but he didn't expect that today's "variety" was complete enough.
The two artists had that look of envy, and it was clear that 250 million dollars was beyond their imagination, too far away from them to arouse any jealousy and hatred. And the little girl's grandfather was very surprised: "What 250 million? Excuse me, are you making a movie?"
Before Jing Jian could speak, one of the tall and thin artists took the initiative to reply: "This Mr. Bramble directed the "Infinity" series of films, which is a very sensation in the West. He is a well-known Chinese film artist. β
Jing Jian hurriedly humbly: "Actually, I also like your Soviet movies very much." Similar to "The Dawn Is Quiet Here", I have remembered it vividly since I was a child, watched it several times, and even borrowed some techniques. In terms of art, the influence of your Soviet Union on us in China is enormous. β
Sure enough, art and sports know no borders, and soon the distance between several people was shortened. During the conversation, Jing Jian learned that these two artists were both well-known writers in the Soviet Union. I accepted the invitation of the West, and this time I just returned from an exchange abroad.
While they were talking, two more people entered the departure hall. When Jing Jian and the others saw them, these two people said "Huh" in unison? Jing Jian turned his head and saw that they were actually old acquaintances. One is Jom, a black agent for the CIA, and the other is Andre, who defected to the West. What a coincidence, this time, today's "variety" is more complete.
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Finally boarded the plane. Just now he just said hello with his eyes, but when he entered the cabin, Jom unceremoniously sat down with Andre next to Jing Jian. Beckoning the flight attendant to separate a small room for them, Jing Jian first quipped: "Jom, public money to fly in first class, you government officials in the United States of America are simply too corrupt, aren't they?"
Jom laughed, "Good thing you're not our taxpayer. Oh no, no, you should be paying quite a lot of taxes. But you can sue me, and I'll say you're biting back and making false accusations. We at the CIA are investigating you for seducing our American teenage girls. God, poor Mai Ting and Lumina. Hahaha!"
The purpose of Jom's trip was tacitly understood by the two. However, Jing Jian was a little curious about Jom's current disguised identity: "Forget it, deception also needs to be low-key, just let you American taxpayers cry! Jom, what kind of job did you change this time? How did you think of going to the Soviet Union?"
"I am now the Executive Chairman of the Dawning Foundation. Jom did not hide his identity in the slightest, "this time at the invitation of Soviet democrats to a meeting organized by them. AndrΓ© was also a guest, and of course he had other ideas. But what about the Soviet Union? I don't care in the slightest. I just want to sow the dawn of democracy on that dark land. β
"Jom, I find out that you have chosen the wrong profession, you should be a priest. Jing Jian joked, "But one thing I'm curious about, Andrei should still be wanted, right? Is he a criminal offense? Why did he suddenly become so bold and dare to go back to the Soviet Union?"
"It should be fine now. Jom said vaguely, "Now Andre is already very famous in the West. The Soviet Union should not have counted these trifles. Besides, if he wants something, he has to take a risk, right?"
Jing Jian seemed to understand that Andrei should have scolded the Soviet government particularly harshly, which made him famous as a "fighter for democracy". And in these turbulent times, such a reputation is the best umbrella. As for Jom's last sentence, it should be Andrei who asked for something, right?
The topic gradually became formal, and of course Jom would not sit with Jing Jian on a whim: "Okay, Bramble, I have already confessed to you, I wonder if it is convenient for you to reveal a little bit of the purpose of your trip?"
Jing Jian shrugged his shoulders and said half-truthfully: "The Soviet Union's foreign projects that were brought together before were relatively successful, and I was invited by them this time to see if there was any possibility of strengthening cooperation." β
"You're too cunning. Jom had a "don't lie to me" expression, "You still dare to invest in the Soviet Union? β
"I'm afraid of being hunted down by the KGB all over the world. Jing Jian smiled, "But the economic situation of the Soviet Union is really bad, and the possibility of success this time is not very good." Hey, the world is a mess of agents like you, can't you do business well?
"Huh. Jom was skeptical of Jing Jian's words, "Don't you businessmen like to take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune?" β
"What cooperation?" Jing Jian glanced at Jom, "It's impossible for me to donate." Anyway, your CIA's secret funds are not spent in vain. β
"Don't worry, I didn't think about your money, keep it and coax Mai Ting to go. Jom said with contempt for Jing Jian, "Is it possible for you to stand up for us and participate in a few public events? I really don't know, how can their group of democrats be blind? You actually have a good reputation among them? If you participate, you can increase our momentum." β
"Really?" Jing Jian had an inexplicable surprise, why didn't he even know about it?" "I'm an official invite, and some things are out of my mind. Tell me more about what kind of public event it is, and is my reputation really that good?"