International Hotel, outside the VIP lounge, restrooms---

A group of people gathered around Popov and came to the bathroom.

The place was small, so the interpreter accompanied Popov to the inside, Zhao Tiezhu went in with three of his subordinates, and several female comrades who attended the dinner stayed outside and waited.

As a four-star hotel in Nandu, the layout and design of the toilet are quite high-grade, at least, it is not the kind of squatting pool, and the toilets are also installed.

Popov glanced at it, "The facilities here are okay, not as backward as I've heard." ”

Translation: "......"

was stunned for a moment, and then translated it to Zhao Tiezhu and them.

Zhao Tiezhu doesn't understand, who did this Popov listen to, how backward is Nandu?

Popov kicked the toilet bowl with his foot, and suddenly as if he noticed something, he crouched down, looked at it slightly, and then frowned, "Oh God, it's disgusting!"

"Oh, that's disgusting!" said disgustingly, following Popov's appearance.

Zhao Tiezhu and others: "......"

A bewildered face.

Didn't understand what was going on from start to finish.

"Factory director, what's going on, is this foreigner having something wrong with his brain?"

"How could it be, is there something wrong with this toilet?" Zhao Tiezhu pondered, and someone next to him had already begun to check the toilet.

"Factory director, look!" I saw that the comrade who was checking the toilet suddenly pinched something with his fingers.

Zhao Tiezhu narrowed his eyes, and the others followed suit, and then: "......"

It was a thin hair.

......

--- in the VIP Lounge

"Comrade Popov, oh no, Mr. Popov, we have arranged for someone to clean the toilet again. Zhao Tiezhu explained very sincerely after the ass of the secretary Popov.

"I detoxified the toilet seat and wiped it again, and I promised that there would be no more problems!"

The translator translated Zhao Tiezhu's words to Popov, but Popov kept shaking his head and said: "Problem? Isn't it because there is no problem--- do you know who the person we are about to greet is? He is our greatest and most honorable Chekov master! Yes, it is him! He used to be just a small trader on the streets of Moscow, but with his continuous efforts and clever wisdom, he started from scratch and set up a material company step by step, monopolizing Russia's largest material industry in just two years!"

"Can you imagine what kind of state it is now, from a petty trader who can't even get ten rubles on him--- to a billionaire?" said Popov in a tone of adoration. "Such a person, an existence that is simply a 'myth' in the eyes of us Muscovites, and now that you are here to negotiate business with you, you don't want to cherish such a rare opportunity, but there is a mistake in this most critical aspect--- God, even I don't know how to blame you!"

Zhao Tiezhu was already stupid, it turned out that Chekov was so powerful, and he was still a "business myth" in the eyes of these Russians, and he was just about to continue to explain.

Popov shook his head and said: "No need to explain--- everything starts from small things, the smaller the things, the more they can reflect your abilities--- details determine your wins and losses, God, you disappointed me so much!"

"Oh no, Mr. Popov, you may be mistaken, this is a hotel job that has nothing to do with us. Zhao Tiezhu said urgently.

"It has nothing to do with you? Who booked this hotel? Who booked this private room? God, do you like to shirk responsibility so much?" asked Popov in a questioning tone.

Although Zhao Tiezhu didn't understand Russian, he also heard the other party's inadequacy, and after the translator explained, he waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, I definitely didn't mean that--- I mean, we are also responsible for this matter, and we didn't check it in place, so I hope you can give us a chance to mend our ways." After speaking, Zhao Tiezhu made a hard look at the translator.

After all, the translator had received benefits, and at this time he had to stand up and help them speak, and explained to Popov hard, then spit out, turned back to Zhao Tiezhu and said: "Okay, I've done my best--- Popov said that this matter is over, but when President Chekov comes, you have to do everything well and don't make mistakes again." ”

Zhao Tiezhu and the others nodded hurriedly: "Definitely!

Just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, suddenly, a person broke in and said, "Director Zhao, the president named Chekov is here!"

The head translator immediately translated the news to Popov.

Popov was stunned at first, and then immediately took action to meet his big boss.

Zhao Tiezhu was also busy keeping up, and this time he was finally going to meet this mysterious Russian boss.

......

Outside the International Hotel---

When Popov, Zhao Tiezhu and a large group of people rushed to the outside of the hotel, they saw a red Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly parked in the parking space outside the hotel.

The car door opened, and the first person to get down was a very imposing middle-aged man, wearing a Mao suit, with a big back, and looked around, full of style.

Zhao Tiezhu's eyes are sharp, and he has clearly seen who this middle-aged man is at this moment--- it turns out to be Fang Guoqing, the leader of the Investment Promotion Department of Nandu, and the director of the National Development and Reform Commission, who is one of the best officialdom in Nandu.

Coupled with the red Mercedes-Benz car, the license plate number is three 888, which is a commercial service vehicle specially prepared by the Ministry of Investment Promotion for VIPs, Zhao Tiezhu is even more sure that the person is Minister Fang.

But soon, a scene that surprised Zhang Tiezhu appeared, only to see that after Minister Fang got out of the car, he took the initiative to help open the car door.

At this time, a blonde foreigner who got out of the car--- was not too big, a little thin, but full of spirit, needless to say, this must be the Russian bigwig Chekov who came here to inspect today, and only he was qualified to let the respected Minister Fang open the car door for him.

In dealing with foreign guests, Minister Fang has always been very active, active and enthusiastic.

After getting out of the car, the Russian bigwig Chekov seemed to have a warm conversation with Minister Fang Guofang.

The two of them were smiling and seemed to be in a happy mood. It's just too far away to know what they're talking about.

Just when Zhao Tiezhu and Popov and his gang wanted to step forward to greet the two bigwigs, an astonishing scene appeared--- only to see that the VIP foreigner Chekov suddenly turned around, bent down in a very humble posture, and then stretched out his hand and opened another car door.

Immediately afterwards, a bright black leather shoe landed in the car, and a person slowly got out of the car under the light of the hotel door.

The light stretched the man's shadow long, long.

It was a proud, tall and tall young man.

Everyone, including Zhang Tiezhu and Popov: "......"

For a moment, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"That guy who opened the door is Russian mythology?"

"How is that possible? Is there a more distinguished guest than him?"

"Am I dazzled, could it be that this person is even more powerful than Chekov and Minister Fang?"

In the end, everyone's thoughts converged into one sentence: "Who is he---?"

Especially Popov's eyes widened, in his mind he was omnipotent, the president of Chekov, who can be called a Russian myth, so humbly helped a young man to open the door?

Look at the young man again---

God, it's still a Chinese!