"My dear friend, don't tell me this has become your palace......"

Roman's exaggerated compliments made Fu Zhengyi realize that this old man had finally been liberated. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And Roman couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that he didn't immediately deny it. "It's not true, is it? It's the only super-first-class château in Bordeaux! It's a winery with a history of nearly 800 years! How did you get the French?"

"Let's not talk about the winery first," Fu Zhengyi poured him a cup of English black tea, and then asked seriously. "Once a mining oligarch and now a member of the State Duma, I heard that you are also preparing to run for governor, and even put forward the campaign slogan 'Serve the Fatherland and make money for yourself'?"

Unexpectedly, he would be able to know about this, and Roman was a little embarrassed. "Hey, that's just some pen-trick toss! But it's really good. Voters like to hear the truth, and if I didn't, no voter would believe that I was actually running for governor......"

Listening to him introduce that in order to run for governor, he is ready to invest no less than 100 million US dollars to improve the living conditions of local residents, and will also sponsor more than 8,000 local teenagers to provide vacations, so that local teenagers can broaden their horizons, and he has even become friends with the president of Iceland and has contacts with many celebrities such as the former British Prime Minister, Fu Zhengke suddenly interrupted him. "Roman! try not to go back! especially Moscow!"

Roman shook the teacup in his hand, and the black tea that spilled was poured on his snow-white breeches, but he didn't know it, but he just looked at him in amazement for a long time, and then sighed. "Is it already so obvious?"

"I'm not going to take risks and give my friends proper advice," Fu continued, pushing the tissue box to Roman. "To believe it or not to believe it, this is not something I need to think about!"

Roman carefully observed his expression, but he didn't dare to regard what he said as a joke, and he helplessly wiped the tea stains on his breeches with a tissue, and then fell down on the sofa in despair and smiled bitterly. "Tell me, my dear friend, how can I help you?"

Realizing that Roman no longer doubted, Fu Zhengyi straightened up and said. "The financial crisis that broke out in Russia the year before last caused the lives of residents everywhere to fall into difficulties, so in the spirit of humanitarianism, I am ready to let Roland Bell's headhunters help those who are capable and skilled to change their working environment......

"Fu! Don't talk so justifiably about 'digging the corners of socialism'! Let's put it bluntly, what kind of talents do you need?"

"How can this be digging into the corner of socialism? This is obviously a normal exchange of qualified personnel between socialist countries!"

Fu Zhengyi felt that what he said was righteous and stern, and it was very imposing, but Roman's undisguised expression of disdain made him understand that this guy would definitely not believe it, so he changed his words a little embarrassed. "Well, as long as there are talents who are willing to accept the invitation and will not cause international disputes, whether they are engaged in basic research or those who work in enterprises, as long as they are real talents, then I want them all!"

Roman's eyes widened in astonishment. "Are you sure you want it? Aren't you afraid of being supported? Besides, even if you can afford it, where are you going to provide suitable positions for those experts engaged in basic research? I don't think your company can absorb those high-end talents in my motherland!"

"You don't care about this, it won't be cheap for capitalist countries anyway!"

Seeing that he was so sure, Roman was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Romain! Roland Bell's headhunters say that in your home country, there are many high-end talents who are about to dissolve because their research institutes have lost their funds, and a large number of enterprises have gone bankrupt or been merged and no longer pay these talents in time, resulting in serious problems for their survival. So if these people can accept my employment, not only will their wisdom still play a role in the development of the socialist country, but they will also save their families and their relatives from hunger and suffering......"

"My dear friend, although I still firmly believe that you are ready to dig into the corner of socialism, your statement still makes me feel a little more comfortable......

Roman waved his hand with a gloomy expression, signaling him not to be busy arguing for the first time, took out the cigar cigarette from his arms, handed one to him, took out the cigar cutter and pondered for a moment, and then sighed. "But I have two requests, you have to say yes and I'll let Eugene do you a favor, OK?"

"Say!"

"First, what you have done must not endanger the security of my country, and second, if the invitees are unwilling to accept your employment, you must not forcibly take them away against their will!"

Fu Zhengzhi said. "Roman! I'm an entrepreneur! an entrepreneur whose goal is to make money!"

Roman wasn't sure if he should trust his promise.

So after he had finished his jog around the castle, he called Eugene to him and asked him to cooperate.

Eugene asked. "Is it a complete cooperation, or a limited cooperation?"

Eugene's rigor is what Roman appreciates the most, so he thinks for a moment before saying. "On the premise of not endangering the security of our motherland, we will give full cooperation!"

"Okay! I'll provide the list as soon as possible!"

Faced with this hundred-page list in his hand, the headhunter who was sent by Roland Bell to negotiate was pleasantly surprised, but also had a headache.

The list not only has a detailed introduction to these people, but even their family status, but the head hunter finally smiled bitterly. "Mr. Fu, these talents on the list can be called elites. But the problem is that these guys are quite stubborn and difficult to convince, especially if they want to leave their country and contribute their wisdom to a strange land......"

"Do you want to say that you want to make these people 'treason', which is very difficult?"

Seeing that he had clarified the topic, the headhunting supervisor also spoke bluntly. "It's not difficult, it's impossible!"

"Don't worry, tell your employees that this is an invitation from a company in the same socialist country, and if they feel that it is not suitable, they can return to China at any time to continue to serve their motherland!"

The head hunter was stunned.

Generous treatment, as well as a plan for family placement, coupled with such a promise, he felt that even with Lao Maozi's brain circuit, which had no possibility of flexibility at all, it was obviously difficult to refuse this invitation......