Moscow, Red Square---

An old Soviet man in an old sheepskin jacket with a small maza sits upright in a corner of the square, dancing an old accordion made of birch with both hands, and is playing "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow":

"Late at night there was silence in the garden

The leaves no longer rustle

I was fascinated by how beautiful the night was

In this enchanting evening

How beautiful the night is......

In this bustling flow of people, Song Zhichao wore a black windbreaker, a coffee-colored scarf around his neck, and his hands in his pockets, wandering in the sea of people.

A cold snap hit, Song Zhichao couldn't help but shrink his neck, a little puzzled, how could Moscow be so cold in this autumn, no wonder Napoleon couldn't conquer this huge empire back then, this strange cold climate alone is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Thinking of this, Song Zhichao couldn't help but look at the two bodyguards beside him, Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong.

Jin Jiu, the bald guy who followed Song Zhichao, and Niu Xiong, the fierce man, these two guys didn't seem to be afraid of the cold here at all, and they even wore thin clothes, and they had a fight with the Soviets here.

People are more popular than people, Song Zhichao involuntarily shrunk his neck again.

At this time, a man who spoke Russian suddenly jumped out to stop Song Zhichao and was startled, Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong hurriedly stepped forward to block each other, in case he was unfavorable to Song Zhichao.

The Russian grunted and muttered, and then tore open his coat, and saw that it was full of all kinds of watches, Rolex, Longines, Count, Cartier, and so on. It's all golden today, and it looks like a tyrant.

Song Zhichao understood, it turned out to be a Soviet Union who was selling fake watches.

The bald guys Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong also saw it, because there are many similar people in Hong Kong, Mong Kok, Causeway Bay, and a lot of them are like this, using fake watches to deceive those Hong Kong tourists, which belongs to the category of Xiaolaoqian.

"Old Niu, do you know how to speak Russian?" you see how he babbles, and he doesn't know what to say!" Jin Jiu asked Niu Xiong.

Niu Xiong shook his head violently, "I don't even speak English, and where can I speak these old hairy Russians." ”

As bodyguards, Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong felt that it was necessary for the two of them to shelter their bosses, especially in the face of this situation, they had to take the lead and send each other away.

Just when the two of them were embarrassed because they couldn't speak Russian, they saw Song Zhichao say to the man: "I'm sorry, we don't buy watches, and we don't come here to play." ”

The unfortunate man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Song Zhichao to speak Russian and speak so fluently.

Even more surprised than this fallen master were Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong, they opened their mouths wide, looked at Song Zhichao incredulously, and said in their hearts, I heard that the boss understands the eight Chinese dialects, is it true?

The fact that Song Zhichao knows Russian is also a coincidence.

In his previous life, Song Zhichao worked as a machine maintenance and technical consultant in the factory, and many of the heavy industrial machines were either Russian or German. Many times, those Russians are very angry, the machine is broken to invite them over, not to eat and drink, but also to pay a lot of money, so Song Zhichao can't get used to it, so he teaches Russian by himself, looks through those Russian books, what machine assembly and maintenance, etc., can be regarded as taking down the Russian language by the way.

Because of this, Song Zhichao's Russian is also very sharp, but his accent is relatively heavy, after all, he is not a college graduate, he belongs to Yeluzi.

After the Soviet master was surprised for a moment, he suddenly smiled at Song Zhichao, stretched out his hand and said friendly: "Chinese?"

Song Zhichao nodded, "How do you know that I am Chinese, I may also be Japanese, Korean, Thai---"

"It's different," said the Soviet grandfather, "only Chinese like to learn Russian the most, and people from other countries learn English, French, or Italian--- we are friends!"

Song Zhichao smiled, then reached out and shook the other party, and then said: "Although our two countries are friends, but ......" glanced at the watch hanging in the other party's coat, "I really don't want to buy a watch." ”

The old man rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Of course, my watches are parallel goods, look at how you are dressed, you are also a rich person, how can a rich person wear parallel goods, but if you want to buy the real one, I can also help you get it, but the price is a little more expensive, and you need to add a lot of rubles." ”

Song Zhichao shook his head, "Whether it's true or not, I don't need it." After saying that, he smiled apologetically at the other party and wanted to leave.

But the other party said in the back: "I wish you happiness, dear Chinese friend! Also, remember, those who ask you to feed the pigeons must not take their food, and if they do, they will be given money......."

Song Zhichao looked at it, and sure enough, there was a venue in front of him, a lot of pigeons, and a Soviet woman was selling bird food, and some tourists didn't want it, so she forcibly stuffed it in her hands, and then asked for money.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but turn his head and said to the Soviet Union who was about to leave: "Hey, friend, is it okay to discuss something?"

The inverted master immediately turned around, "What's the matter, you speak." ”

"Can you be my tour guide for a few days, I'll give you a thousand Hong Kong dollars." Song Zhichao said with a smile.

"A thousand Hong Kong dollars?" The brown eyes immediately lit up, you must know that the currency of the Soviet Union has depreciated sharply, and businessmen like him often prefer foreign exchange more than domestic paper money.

"Of course, you can!" The old man almost flashed in front of Song Zhichao, making Song Zhichao wonder if the other party understood the "Ling Bo Weibu" in Chinese martial arts. "My name is Chekov, I'm a native of Moscow, boss, where do you want to go? The most interesting thing in Moscow is the Kremlin, by the way, and the Arbat Street......

Song Zhichao didn't expect this guy to talk so much, so he pointed to Chekov's coat, "Go to so many places, don't delay your business, right?"

"It's okay! look at me!" and then Chekov whistled at the side of the square.

A loud whistle echoed over Red Square, and soon, a Soviet man who looked about the same as Chekov and wore the same coat ran over.

As soon as Chekov saw the other party, he took off his coat and handed it to the other party, then changed into the other party's coat, and then turned back to Song Zhichao and said: "Okay, we have handed over the shift, now I can be your most faithful director--- guide Chekov, I am willing to serve you!" After speaking, he bent down with one hand behind his back and performed a Tsarist courtesy.

Song Zhichao, look at Chekov, and then look at the Chekov companion who wore a watch coat and got into the crowd to start doing business, and couldn't help but laugh, it turns out that this kind of thing can also be "handed over".

"Alright then, Chekov, now please take us to the best clothing store here, I'm going to buy a fur coat--- oh, what the damn weather!" Song Zhichao shrunk his neck.

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