I'm sorry, I really don't know what you're talking about. ”

Medvedchuk's originally kind face also instantly lowered: "I really don't know?"

"I really don't know, I can tell you what happened, I am just a Chinese businessman, I am currently an overseas agent of a food company, and the purpose of coming here is very simple, to register a trading company, and export the company's instant noodles, grain and oil and other products here. ”

Medvedchuk waved his hand: "I know this, let's talk about the point." ”

"You know?"

Medvedchukhao did not hide it: "Yes, I know more about you than you think, I not only know that you have registered a trading company called Yenisei, but also know that you have a relationship with Yelena of the forty-eight British groups, and you have a British background. ”

This sentence made Fan Yang's heart sink again.

In just a few days, it seems that his whereabouts have long been mastered by others.

Even forty-eight groups have spoken out?

Even Fan Yang himself hid this matter in his heart, knowing that forty-eight groups must have offices in Almaty, as for that Yelena, it is estimated that it is the person Eric told him to meet.

I haven't seen it myself, but I was actually known by the other party?

Even if Fan Yang is a little smart, he can play a game on business competition, or he can pretend to be horizontal to scare Jia Jingyuan's role.

But this is really touching the tiger's ass.

When do you have to compete with this kind of character?

If others even know the background of the British, it means that the background of the British, in their eyes, does not work.

When I spoke again, my tone was a little stammering: "I ,......"

Myvydvichuk pushed the water glass next to him: "Don't be nervous, you have to believe that I am a Kazakh in-service military manager, I will not harm you, you can treat me as a friend, to help you solve all kinds of difficulties, drink saliva first." ”

Fan Yang drank the lemonade dry, and his hands were still a little trembling: "Whether you believe it or not, I really don't know, the day I met you, it was my first day in Almaty, when I dined at McDonald's with one of my subordinates, and then ......"

Before and after meeting the fat man, I talked about it carefully.

“...... He did stuff me with two packs of this kind of swallow, how could I take it? Stuffed it into his jacket pocket, it's true, you believe me, I'm a legitimate businessman, three companies under my name, two of which are legitimate enterprises, have production capacity, a food factory, a leather shoe factory, and I'm worth tens of millions, even if it's a precious thing, I can't be blushing. ”

Medvedchuk was expressionless and could not speak.

"It's true, even if it's in my hands, I'll only give it back to you......"

Madvichu still didn't speak.

Fan Yang was in a hurry, he didn't dare to talk to him anymore, and took out all the more than 200,000 tenge in his bag, and put it on the bar with such a big swagger.

Luckily, the tavern is very deserted.

There were just a few people in the whole store.

"In this way, how many losses do you have, sort out a number, even if it is mine, please raise your noble hand, okay?"

The greed in Medvedchuk's eyes couldn't be concealed, and when he saw that the money was mentioned, he grinned and ordered a total of 210,000.

The barkeeper had already taken out a pocket, put all the money in it, and put it on the right hand side of Medvedchuk.

"It would have been nice to say that earlier, you have to understand my difficulties, but it's not enough. ”

210,000, which is equivalent to more than 3,000 yuan.

Fan Yang didn't want to toss anymore, as long as he collected the money, he was in a hurry to get out and took out 10,000 yuan: "This should be enough, right?"

"Enough. Medvedchuk took it and slapped it twice on his hand: "I'm starting to like you a little." ”

"What about the man?"

"Go up tomorrow and I'll make sure they'll be back to your hotel. ”

After receiving this promise, Fan Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "There is another Kazakh, what about Ivan?"

Medvedchuk's expression was exaggerated: "That's Sorov's son, how dare I touch him, don't worry, he's fine, but your business, I'm afraid don't want to do it." ”

"Why?" Fan Yang endured and endured, he could earn more money if he didn't have money, but what did it mean that he had cut off his financial route?

The reason why I ventured to Almaty was also because at the Dostyk crossing, I saw some of the current situation.

For example, there is a shortage of supplies, heavy guards, and most importantly, they are shot directly when they hear about robbery.

In order to maintain a good investment environment, we will vigorously rectify social order.

Plus Almaty is, after all, the capital of a country.

That's when I decided to come and have a look.

But I never thought that these active-duty soldiers would be rampant to such a point.

And the Dostyk port line must be carried out no matter what.

No one knows better than him where Kazakhstan will develop in the future.

Once this line is opened, Fan Yang has the means, with the help of Andrievich's hands, to earn a lot of money for himself, but more importantly, the British line must not be broken like this.

Medvedchuk couldn't help but smile when he saw Fan Yang getting nervous.

The person who just hit him, although he was flustered, he was still calm and paid for the matter happily.

As soon as he said that he had cut off his business, his face was like he was going to blow up, and his courage came out, and he dared to ask himself why?

Playful.

"You are indeed a businessman, but let me tell you, you have chosen the wrong direction, a little non-staple food, what is worth doing business, is there a shortage of food in Almaty?

"Please also see me. ”

"It's because of your attachment to money. ”

There were also two tenge cards of 1,000 denominations on the bar, and Medvedchuk picked them up and flicked them.

took out a bag of Marlboro from his pocket, opened it, and handed one to Fan Yang.

In his right hand, he held a delicate kerosene lighter, ZIPPO, and opened the lid with a bang, polishing the spark.

I spit it out.

The thick white mist, the dim light reflected the high bridge of the nose, and the deep sunken eye sockets, spit out from the thin lips that eat people and don't spit out bones.

took out another one from the box: "Do you know how much a pack of this Mi people's throat costs?"

Fan Yang shook his head: "I know." ”

"No, you don't know, this damn place, do you think the price of the Friendship Store is expensive? It's not expensive, on the black market such a pack of Marlboro will sell for 900 tenge. ”

Slam the bag of Marlboros on the table: "Trash." ”

The pharynx in his hand only took a puff and pressed it out in the ashtray.

From another bag, a large front door of a soft box was turned out.

Fan Yang took a closer look, that's right, it is an ordinary soft box with a big front door, which is sold for 1 yuan a pack in China.

If you have one, it only costs 8 yuan and 5 cents.

Medvedchuk's slender fingers opened the large front door and lit another one.

Spit out the same smoke.

"That Zabayev is a bastard, do you know how much such a bag of grass will sell for in Almaty?"

Fan Yang didn't care about this, but still asked, "How much?"

"600 tenge. ”

"How much?" The big front door, which costs only 1 yuan a pack, was sold for 600 tenge, which is almost a full 10 times more.

"Unbelievable? It's only available on the black market. ”

"How can it be so expensive?"

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