Chapter 898: Hoyhoy
After thinking about it, Zhang Xingming asked, "Is there a wharf on the island that can be docked temporarily?"
Xu Xiaoya said: "There are only a few decent wharves here, and only boats of a few tens of meters can be docked, and large ships can only be parked in the northwest of Giosen Bay, where there is no wharf, it is a natural water port." But there are two cities two kilometers apart, occupying the only bit of lowland, and near the sea are mountains with an altitude of more than 300 elevations. β
Zhang Xingming scratched his head and said, "Then let's do it, hurry up and call someone to come over to explore and map, is there any water pattern data here?"
Xu Xiaoya said: "Yes, very detailed. β
Zhang Xingming said: "Prepare according to the biggest tide in 50 years, it must be strong, it will not be a short day here, but don't let the big waves serve a pot in the future, it will become a joke." β
Xu Xiaoya turned her head and chatted with the official for a few words, then turned around and said, "He said that as long as there is no typhoon here, the threat of waves is not big." β
Zhang Xingming waved his hand and said: "Let's talk about the conditions, there is no point in talking nonsense, I also know that there are no waves when there is no seawater." It's facing the Atlantic Ocean, so there are fewer typhoons?"
Xu Xiaoya said: "There is no way, the suitable places have been occupied, and the surrounding islands have been all over the big islands." The Gulf of Venezuela was the most suitable, but you denied it. β
Zhang Xingming said: "That's the oil transportation line, next to the Panama Canal, where you are stationing a fleet? Do you want to directly start a war with the bald eagle?"
Xu Xiaoya stuck out her tongue, said a few words to the accompanying officials, and the group went down the mountain to return to Luosuo.
Zhang Xingming didn't care about the negotiation, the team from John would do better than them, and the group returned to the hotel to rest.
In the evening, the news came that the negotiating team had obtained the right to use 30 square kilometers of land in Atinsen Bay at a cost of 400,000 pounds, and at the same time, the John St. Michael's Maritime Defense Company was established in Rousseau, with its headquarters in Atkinson in Dominican Canada, and would invest 3 million pounds in Atin Insen to build a headquarters base, a harbor wharf, a dockyard and ancillary factories, and planned to recruit 30,000 migrant workers on the whole island.
The Dominican government prepared a celebratory reception after the signing of the agreement, believing that it would be a good start for the Dominican economy.
At half past eight in the evening, when Zhang Xingming took Xu Xiaoya with a red wine and smiled pretending to praise each other with Dominican federal officials, it was exactly eight o'clock in the morning.
Creaking and creaking, heavy fluffed military boots stepped on half a foot of snow, Hoinovich walked down the road wrapped in a dogskin coat, and the white breath from his mouth spewed out at least half a meter away.
For economic reasons, the once glorious city is now in a state of decadence, and no one cares about the snow on the slightly out-of-the-way streets, which has not happened for nearly a hundred years.
The snow is heavy, and the car can't drive in at all, so you can only walk, but fortunately, the destination is not far from the main street, more than 300 meters.
It was a small four-story cement building, which was the most common office building in factories and mines in China during this period. In front of the building were two rows of brick bungalows, and a few cars were parked crookedly in the yard, covered by heavy snow.
Walking into the door of the building, several people felt a sense of relaxation, walking in such thick snow is not an easy task, really tired.
Stomping the snow on their feet, several people followed Hoinovich upstairs. The heating in the building can no longer play a role in heating, and it is warm to the touch, and the corridor is a little cold, but fortunately, the wind cannot blow in.
Many of the office doors were open, the rooms were empty, and a few papers of unknown nature were thrown on the floor, looking cluttered.
On the second floor, the second-to-last office on the right-hand side.
Hoinovich turned his head to look at the people behind him, adjusted his breathing, and knocked on the door.
"Please come in. β
HoinoviΔ pushed the door open and walked in. The furnishings are simple, against the wall is a row of wooden bookcases, filled with engineering books, awards, trophies and models.
"Hello, Comrade Simonov. Hoinovich took off his gloves and held out his right hand to the stocky man standing behind the old desk.
"Hello, Comrade Hoinovich, it's been hard all the way, it's been a bit snowy these days. Have a seat. Simenov shook hands with Hoinovich and gestured to the chair across from the desk.
Both of them are well-known figures, leading in their respective fields, but they don't have much contact in actual work, only occasionally meet in some meetings to say a few words, and have zero personal relationships.
"Do you smoke? Simonov pointed to the medal cigarette on the table.
Hoinovich took out a bag of Zhonghua from his pocket and threw it to Simenov: "Let's root this, it's not easy to get it." He took out another packet and took one into his mouth.
Simenov raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, took the cigarette case and looked at it, opened it and smoked one, and said: "Moske can still get it occasionally, it is all from the border, and now the army is relying on this to earn military expenses." Military vehicles pulling cigarettes rushed in all directions. Cigarettes, soap, shoes or sweaters, anything is a bestseller. β
Hoinovich lit a cigarette and said, "Comrade Simenov, how is the situation on your side?" and reached out to help Simenov light a cigarette.
Simenov took a puff on the cigarette with Hoinovich's hand, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Our neighbors have completely surpassed us in light industry and left us far behind." And we only have steel, a lot of steel and explosives. What can be done? All research institutes and design bureaus across the country have stopped working because of funding problems, and many have already been disbanded. β
"I've stopped working there, and my pride is just thrown on the dock, soaked in the sea and waiting to rust," Hoinovich said. There was no one in the entire factory except for the thief. I see you're still at work here, are you still producing?"
Simonov exhaled a long smoke and said: "Who knows, it is indeed still being produced, but it is not known where the next batch of materials will be." It has the meaning of selling a batch for money back, but it hasn't been interviewed with me yet. I'm a little better than you here, and at least I can sell something. β
"What's the difference, even if you sell what you have now, it doesn't make any sense, it doesn't exist," Hoinovich said. Do you think the money will go to here, or will it be the factories below? The result will be the same, research and production will be stopped, until a result is finally made, but no one can guess how long this process will last. β
Simonov sighed and said: "Yes, I understand, but what can be done? It is even worse if you do not produce the comrades below, it is already terrible, and it is worth one day at a time. β
Hoinovich said: "You are a little better here, my side has stopped work, and there is no one to remove the snow." You still have hope, and I am left with despair. β
Simonov asked: "What are you doing at this time in Moszke?