Chapter 1001: A Trip to Moscow
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The influx of capital from all countries, as well as the influx of immigrants with capital, ushered in a third wave of migration in the new country, and the scale was far larger than the previous two arrivals, and even exceeded the sum of the previous two waves of immigration.
More and more houses are being built in Star Ring City, but they still can't keep up with the population growth.
With the intensification of the development of space resources, this city floating in synchronous orbit has new industries born every day, and new gadgets appear on the market every day. Originally, those who shorted the commercial value of the space elevator had already thrown their reserve out of the clouds at this moment, and cut their heads to drill here in Xinguo.
Anyone can see the business opportunities and the prospects.
If a year ago the new country was just an ideal country for immigrants, it has now become a paradise for immigrants.
Talents from all walks of life can find a suitable job in Transwarp City, even if they can't do anything, they can train at the astronaut training center on Anga Island for half a year, and they can once again drive a vehicle to the synchronous orbit as a "cleaner", not to say that they can't find a job to do.
These immigrants are not only from China, but also from Canada and Britain on the other side of the world, and from Southeast Asia to the Russian Far East. With police drones to help maintain order, these immigrants from all over the world have not spoiled the security environment of the new country, but have brought their own culture to the new country, a country of immigrants, contributing to the diversity and compatibility of the new country's culture.
Not only is it the movement of people at the grassroots level, but also international capital.
As early as some time ago, after the opening of the first altar, private enterprises took the lead in tasting the sweetness. With the issuance of high-level approvals from various countries, public institutions linked to aerospace are not far behind, and have begun to develop their own aerospace technology with the help of the platform of space elevators.
No one wants to get on this rocket, and no one wants to be left behind by competitors on the virgin land of outer space.
Zhang Yaping doesn't care about any campaign activities anymore, no matter how beautiful he says, he can't do it as beautifully, his election work is handled by Transwarp Trade, and now he is messing around with the ambassadors of those countries all day long, fighting for more benefits for Transwarp Trade.
Don't look busy, this guy has been quite moist lately. Yesterday, he just attended the banquet at the Russian Embassy, and today he and the US ambassador were chatting and laughing in the mansion, as for the specific agreements reached with various countries, it all depends on what Jiang Chen teaches him to do.
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On the evening of April 20, a private jet landed at Moscow International Airport at night.
There was no grand welcome ceremony, no crowded interview scene, but the Kremlin greeted this special and distinguished visitor with the diplomatic courtesy that it has for a head of state.
Surrounded by several burly hairy people, Jiang Chen got into the long black car that greeted him. He couldn't name it when he looked at the license plate, but he could feel the magnanimity just by looking at the model. Thinking about whether to get one back too, a security officer had already respectfully opened the door for him.
In addition to the Russian Foreign Minister sitting in the car, Jiang Chen also saw an unexpected acquaintance.
"Huh, you actually came to pick me up, I thought you were sabotaging the Russian-Ukrainian border at this time. ”
That acquaintance was Natasha, who was wearing a women's suit at the moment, and her long blond hair was tied back in a ponytail, looking quite formal. The only thing that is not very "formal" may be the bulging chest that is propped up. It's only been more than half a month, and Jiang Chen feels that she is a lot bigger, and the buttons on the collar of her white shirt almost seem to be about to burst. It's just that I don't know why, her waist is still so thin.
In terms of Eastern European ancestry, this is rather unscientific.
Natasha didn't care about Jiang Chen's gaze on his chest, but she expressed a considerable degree of dissatisfaction with the first words he met, and retorted unceremoniously.
"To correct a point, intelligence gathering and sabotage are two different things, please don't take the nature of my work and ......"
"Ahem. ”
The Russian sitting directly across from him coughed lightly, and Natasha quickly shut up.
Getting into the car and sitting next to Natasha, Jiang Chen's gaze slightly looked at the Mao Zi who was directly opposite for a moment. Of course, he knew the identity of Mao Zi's foreign minister, and it was not this that he cared about. What made him a little puzzled was that, judging from the attitude of the foreign minister, Natasha's identity did not seem to be simple.
At least, not like ordinary intelligence officers.
"Welcome to Moscow, Mr. Jiang. My full name and tongue twister, according to the language and habits of the Chinese, you can call me Sminov. "Unlike the outward coarseness, this Mr. Sminov spoke in a polite voice. Especially the standard Mandarin, even if it is enough to be an announcer, it is worthy of being diplomatic material.
"In Xia Jiangchen. ”
Jiang Chen smiled slightly, took his outstretched hand, and chatted with him in a friendly manner.
The two didn't discuss anything about work in the car, just chatted in the north and south that day. This Sminov is also an interesting fellow, not talking too much, but there are a lot of topics. From football to golf, and from golf to fishing, even if Jiang Chen doesn't understand something, he can use clever language techniques to make Jiang Chen not feel bored.
And Natasha sat next to Jiang Chen, like an invisible person. It is estimated that because of her identity, except for the beginning sentence, she never spoke again.
It wasn't until the car stopped in front of a five-star hotel that Sminov got down to business.
“…… In addition to the special security team of the Russian Security Service, which is responsible for the perimeter work, Miss Natasha will act as your security adviser during your trip to Moscow. Whether it's life or work, if there is something inconvenient, you can consult her. ”
"You're welcome, it's my job. Natasha squeezed her eyebrows at Jiang Chen, this was the second sentence she said after meeting,
"Don't worry, I won't be polite to you with anyone. ”
I've been eating and drinking for nothing in my house for so long, and now it's on your territory, wouldn't it be too much of a loss not to toss you?
Grinning at Natasha, Jiang Chen then looked at Sminov again, "I don't know when you plan to start talking to us about that?" I'll be fine at any time, but I hope you don't delay it too late." ”
"Three days at the latest, we will definitely arrange for you to meet with that big man as soon as possible. It's just that he's on the front line now, and he can't come back from there right away, so I hope you understand. Sminov replied.
"There's no hurry, I'll stay here for a while, and I'll have time at any time. Jiang Chen said with a smile.
After a few pleasantries, Sminov said goodbye to Jiang Chen.
Accompanied by Natasha and a circle of Maozi security personnel, Jiang Chen walked into this five-star hotel. However, when he arrived at the door of the presidential suite, only Natasha followed him casually and entered the house.
Taking off his shoes and formal clothes in the hallway, taking off his tie and throwing it aside, Jiang Chen looked at him quite consciously took out the champagne from the refrigerator, ran to the sofa and sat down Natasha, and asked casually.
"Can you tell me about it, what are you going to talk to me about?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know the specifics, it's top secret...... I can only reveal one thing, it has to do with the situation in Europe. ”
Jiang Chen nodded, and did not embarrass Natasha.
Walking to the bathroom door, he was about to take off his clothes to take a shower, but suddenly stopped, turned to look at Natasha who was sitting on the sofa.
"I'll rest in a while, won't you go back to your room?"
Amused by Jiang Chen, her bright red lips pursed slightly, and Natasha, who was leaning on the sofa and drinking, not only did not have any intention of moving her fart, but instead gracefully crossed her legs.
"My room, of course, is here. (To be continued.) )