"Mr. Zhang, the phone in your study is ringing!" A tall and beautiful Filipino maid walked over to report to Zhang Wolf.

It seems that today is really not the day to chat privately with Li Chaoren and them, and they were interrupted one after another.

Zhang Wolf smiled apologetically at Li Chaoren, "I'm sorry, Mr. Li! I'll answer the phone first!"

Not everyone has the phone number in his study, and not everyone can make a phone call.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Wolf!" Zhang Wolf picked up the phone.

"Comrade Zhang Wolf, the chief wants to talk to you on the phone, you wait a minute!" Secretary Li said politely on the phone.

"Okay, I'm sorry for Secretary Li!" Zhang Wolf also said politely.

Soon, Deng Gong's voice came from the phone.

"Comrade Xiao Zhang!"

"Hello Chief!"

"You have done a very good job!

"Thank you, Chief, for the compliment!"

"After our research and decision, your logistics plan, the state will not have a stake in it!

It's up to you!

I'm sure you'll do better!"

"Thank you, Chief, for your trust!"

"But there is one thing that cannot be changed, that is, the logistics company must set up a party branch!

You can be the first party branch secretary!

You have to get the logistics company ready to be arrested as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Deng Gong's words were very direct, and Zhang Wolf's answer was also very simple.

It looks like a very simple dialogue, but in fact, the content contained in it is not simple at all.

Handing over the logistics company to Zhang Wolf, the state no longer owns the shares, this is not a trust in Zhang Wolf.

Rather, it is a compensation in disguise.

Compensation given for certain actions by certain people.

Everyone knows it by heart, just know it.

Deng Gong gave Zhang Wolf a phone call, which was sent by the state to assist Zhang Wolf in preparing a logistics company.

After all, logistics companies involve millions of veterans and need specialized people to coordinate all aspects of the relationship.

In fact, what Zhang Wolf didn't know was that the phone number given by Deng Gong was not a person, but a department.

A department set up specifically for logistics companies.

A new department composed of personnel drawn from the Ministry of Logistics and the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

Originally, this department was responsible for preparing the logistics company, but now it has become to help Zhang Wolf coordinate all aspects of the relationship.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wolf sat in the study and pondered for a while, then picked up the phone again.

"Lao Yan, the Soviet man you talked about last time, Rokevich, bring him to the manor tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Yan Guoqing agreed very simply.

After making the call, Zhang Wolf walked out of the study and continued to greet and greet the celebrities in Xiangjiang who came to the party.

This time, no one finally came to disturb his private chat with Li Chaoren.

Li Chaoren's purpose is very simple, that is, to find out Zhang Wolf's next move.

The three funds, adding up to seven or eight billion US dollars, such a large amount of money, naturally will not lie in the bank and sleep.

It is foreseeable that Zhang Wolf will definitely make a big move next.

They also want to follow suit.

It's a pity that they are destined to be disappointed, Zhang Wolf has a big move next, but that is a pit.

Whoever is unlucky with whom.

"I just took over HSBC, and for a while, I need to calm down and smooth out their relationship!

As for the financial side, I might do it on gold futures. Li Chaoren asked, Zhang Wolf didn't hide it, and said it roughly.

As for how they judge, whether they will follow the trend and fall into the pit, it has nothing to do with Zhang Wolf.

The next day, Zhang Wolf met with Rokevich from the Soviet Union at his home.

"You also sell Typhoon-class nuclear submarines?" asked Zhang Wolf, staring at Rokevich.

"Yes, as long as you can come up with enough dollars!" Rokevich nodded naturally.

Zhang Wolf looked at the Soviets in front of him speechlessly.

There were external reasons for the collapse of the Soviet Union, and even more so it was their own problems.

The Typhoon class is a former Soviet/Russian fourth-generation strategic nuclear submarine and the largest submarine in the world, about half the size of the Ohio class of the United States. The first boat was started in March 1977 and commissioned in December 1981, with a total of 6 ships built.

These people are simply lawless, and for the sake of money, even the Typhoon-class nuclear submarines that have just been commissioned dare to sell.

"OK, you should know, the last thing I'm bad at is dollars! How much do you want?"

"Billion dollars!"

"A billion dollars? I have money, but I'm not wronged!

How much does a Typhoon-class nuclear submarine cost?

How dare you sell a billion!" Zhang Wolf was taken aback by the other party's greed.

"Yes, billion dollars!

Not much at all, the Ohio-class nuclear submarines of the United States are half smaller than the Typhoon-class, but can you buy them for a billion dollars. Rokevich was not at all worried that Zhang Wolf would be scared away by his sky-high asking price, and the old god said.

"A billion dollars is fine, but I need a full set of design drawings!

Including the drawings of the Tomahawk missile!" Zhang Wolf did not continue to bargain.

"Doing business with Mr. Zhang is refreshing, and there is no problem with a full set of drawings!" Rokevich smiled with satisfaction.

"Hehe! I still say the same thing, as long as your goods satisfy me, I will make you satisfied with the price!" Zhang Wolf laughed and nodded.

This isn't the first time they've worked together, but they haven't done it this big before.

Most of them are heavy machinery and light weapons.

This time, it was Zhang Wolf who asked Yan Guoqing to contact Rokevich with the intention of buying their Kirov-class cruisers.

The Kirov-class cruiser has a full load of 28,000 tons, a total length of 248 meters, a total width of 28 meters, a draft of 8.8 meters, and a speed of 32 knots, launched in 1977 and completed in 1980, making it one of the most advanced cruisers in the world.

Zhang Wolf's maritime transportation business is increasing, and his business in Africa requires several such warships to provide protection.

Warships from other countries can't be bought at all, so Zhang Wolf can only choose Lao Maozi's warships.

As a result, the contact person Rokevich offered to sell him not only Kirov-class cruisers, but also Typhoon-class nuclear submarines if there were enough dollars.

Originally, Zhang Wolf was not interested, no matter how awesome the Typhoon-class nuclear submarine was, he couldn't use it.

It is enough to have two Kirov-class cruisers to deter pirates, and competitors in Africa.

But yesterday, Deng Gong gave such a big compensation, and Zhang Wolf had to repay the favor.

Before, he was a big favor of the former South China Sea Fleet.

So Zhang Wolf was ready to buy the Typhoon-class nuclear submarine, give it to the country, and return the favor.

"Mr. Zhang, aren't you going to buy anything more?" Rokevich took the initiative to ask.

It is not easy to catch such a big customer who is not bad for money, and Rokevich wants to continue to slash a few more knives on Zhang Wolf.

"I'm going to enter the communications industry recently, I wonder if Mr. Rokevich can help find some experts in this area?" asked Zhang Wolf with a smile.

Lao Maozi's technical accumulation is still very good.

"This ...... I'm afraid there are some difficulties, Mr. Zhang also knows that people are thoughtful, and we can't force it......" Rokevich was immediately disappointed when he heard that Zhang Wolf didn't buy anything, as long as he was a person.