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This was an unusual thing for the Soviets, who had never conceded defeat at the wine table. Of course, anyone who is hit by a pie in the sky will probably not perform much better than him.

As far as Barchev's feeling is concerned, it is true that there is not much to find out about the feeling of being hit by a pie falling from the sky.

He was a little puzzled as to why such a good thing had befallen him. Is it hard to say that you are really a business wizard, and it is difficult to say that you are really a hidden peerless business wizard?

So just released his momentum, the richest person in the world, immediately bowed his head and bowed?

It seems, maybe, maybe, that this is really the only explanation, right?

When Barchev walked, his feet were like stepping on cotton.

Who would have thought that he, a Soviet general, would be able to cooperate with the richest man in the world?

The fate of human beings sometimes depends on personal struggle, but we must also take into account the process of history!

Brigadier Barchev, who was no longer young, walked down the road and couldn't help but want to recite two lines of poetry he had heard from the Chinese Hu.

"Gou ......"

“gogogo！”

Before Barchev could express his feelings, Korolev, who came from behind, scattered his blind thoughts.

"Why are you still stunned? Let's go, drive your car, let's go around the city." ”

"I'll tell you about Barchev, my brother-in-law earns hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute! His time is precious, don't be one of those shit officials in the Soviet Union. ”

Korolev said, happily taking his car keys from Barchev's pocket, and walked towards his brigade commander's car.

"Let's go to the city and have a look, department stores must be built in a place with sufficient foot traffic, and it is best to have people with spending power around to work or live. ”

Hu Wenhai also eats a lot of pork, oh, no, it's a lot of shopping malls.

The shopping mall that Mr. Hu has been to is probably a little less than the ship that Zhang Juzuo has been on.

It's not that he likes shopping, Hu Wenhai, a tech nerd, spends most of his time in the factory. Since the rise of online shopping, he has even ordered beef online.

However, online shopping is always missing something for women. Thanks to the young Lu Jia! Every time I dragged him to the mall, it was at least three or four hours of "shopping".

She is not the kind of person who spends money indiscriminately, Lu Jia and Hu Wenhai's personalities complement each other. Hu Wenhai is quiet, and Lu Jia is more lively. Even if he doesn't buy anything, he has to take Hu Wenhai around the mall a few times a week, and he is more worried about his body and forced to exercise.

Later, I went to more shopping malls, and no matter how insensitive people were, they also had a lot of understanding of the functions and operations of shopping malls.

The name department store itself belongs to the remnants of China's planned economy period, and the Soviet Union was also a planned economy, but its economy was much more developed than China's! Of course, this refers to the entire period of the Soviet Union's existence.

The Soviet Union was divided into Da Mao, Ermao, and Sanmao...... After that, it's no comparison.

The more backward way of doing things like department stores was no longer so mainstream in the Soviet Union. Already in the early eighties, part of the department stores in the USSR began to be converted into supermarkets.

Although the service is not good or bad, the way of shopping is indeed up to date.

Hu Wenhai's department store is almost a summary of his shopping malls, with the first basement floor being a supermarket that sells almost all the daily necessities and food. The second basement floor can be a garage, and to be honest, the number of cars owned by the Soviets is still not low.

On the ground, there is a division of men's clothing, women's clothing, bags, shoes, hats, and household appliances, and then there is a dining center and cinema on the top floor - it seems that the shopping malls of the future will all be similar in design, with different details, but generally similar.

With a plan in mind, you can start picking a place.

The location of the shopping mall is important, and so is the area. A shopping plaza needs to occupy a very large piece of land. Land is almost the most precious resource in the city, especially in Vladivostok, the largest city in the Far East of the Soviet Union.

Korolev drove the car, with Barchev sitting next to him, while Hu Wenhai rolled down the window in the back seat and observed the buildings on both sides of the street.

In the afternoon after lunch, the streets of Vladivostok are still full of people, even though it is a weekday. It seems that there are a lot of young women in the city, and it is not surprising that the Pacific Fleet goes to Cam Ranh Bay every winter, taking so many able-bodied men with it at once, and of course the gender ratio in the city is unbalanced.

"Brigadier Barchev, what is that place?"

Hu Wenhai suddenly pointed to a building not far away, which was quite imposing, with a dark red appearance, a high spire in the center, and a podium about four stories high on both sides. In fact, without Barchev's introduction, Hu Wenhai also knows what kind of building it is.

This is supposed to be a hospital, and for the simple reason that it still has a red cross at the top of its spire.

Sure enough, Barchev shrugged his shoulders and introduced: "That's the central hospital in Vladivostok, which was built just ten years ago. In Vladivostok it is considered a good hospital, there is nothing to see. ”

"Nope. Hu Wenhai stubbornly kept Barchev's opinion: "That's it, park, let's go and have a good visit to this hospital." ”

"It's a downtown hospital, and it's not going to open a department store for us. Barchev insisted on persuasion, but unfortunately Hu Wenhai was unmoved.

"Well, the biggest payer. Barchev snorted indifferently and said, "When the time comes, it's a waste of time, but don't blame me again." ”

Vladivostok Central Hospital, it really has all the features that live up to its name. Founded in the late seventies, this hospital inherits the glory of the heyday of the Soviet Union. The building is spacious and magnificent, and just looking at the row of floor-to-ceiling windows in the reception hall makes people yearn for it. In addition, the hospital ward occupies a small area, and most of its land area is used to provide lawns, gardening, parking and fountain pools.

Probably because of the territory of the Soviet Union, the aesthetics of Soviet architecture are biased towards big is beautiful, and more is a good style. It's brutal and shocking, like the parking lot of a downtown hospital. Hundreds of cars are parked here, but they don't even occupy a tenth of the parking lot.

Seeing this, Hu Wenhai immediately canceled his planned underground parking lot. Just kidding, with such a large area, do you still need to use underground parking to save land!

The area of this central hospital fully reflects the aesthetics of the Soviet people, and almost all the functional areas are large and intimidating.

Please forgive Hu Wenhai for his lack of knowledge, after all, he is more accustomed to the China that crammed 50 million people into a city thirty years later, and is a little uncomfortable with the Siberian waste of land in the Soviet Union.

Hu Wenhai, Korolev, and Barchev walked into the hospital, and the nurses sat lazily in the consultation window, and no one from the nurses came to ask them what they needed to see.

However, this made it easier for the three of them to investigate, even if the behavior was a little abnormal, no one cared at all.

It took Hu Wenhai more than an hour to see the entire hospital, and then climbed to the top of the main building and asked Barchev to give an introduction to almost all the buildings in the vicinity that could be seen.

I have to say that the location of the downtown hospital is too tempting!

The structure of the central hospital is very reasonable, with a large enough hall on each floor of the main building, and the doctors' treatment rooms are very spacious.

After Hu Wenhai's observation, many of the walls should be demolitionable. Refurbished and renovated, these are ready-made boutique shops.

And the area around the downtown hospital really lives up to its name.

Just across the street, the building with the red star towering above a similar minaret is the city hall. More recently, at the first intersection with the Central Hospital, the main government agencies of the city of Vladivostok are concentrated on the left and right.

Then on the same street, the state government of the Primorsky region is located on a different section of the road no more than a kilometer from the central hospital. Adjacent to the state party committee is the officer quarters of the Pacific Fleet of the Red Navy. Not far from the neighborhood is the office building of the Pacific Fleet's garrison command.

As a large border city with obvious military use, who are the main consumers in Vladivostok? Needless to ask, of course, it is the officers and men of the Navy and their families.

And under the planned economic system, who are the people with the best living conditions? Needless to ask, of course, are the staff of government agencies.

The central hospital of Vladivostok is almost no more than a kilometer away from the two main groups of people.

Truth be told, if it weren't for that, the downtown hospital wouldn't be located here, and the downtown hospital wouldn't be so thriving if it weren't located here. The people who built such a luxurious downtown hospital were originally the power class of the city.

"Okay, I've decided!" Hu Wenhai said categorically: "Our department store should be located here!"

Barchev shook his head like a rattle: "This is impossible, dear Hu. This is the central hospital, we can't get this land, and I can't even talk to the Planning and Economic Commission, which is in charge of this work!"

"No, our mall is here. Hu Wenhai was stubborn: "I don't want anywhere else except here!"

"You're whimsical!" Barchiv shouted.

"You're wrong, I've never done anything that I can't do. Hu Wenhai waved his hand vigorously: "It just depends on whether I want to do it or not!"

(To be continued.) )++