Chapter 318 The Soviet beauty who was a matchmaker for Wu Xingguo

The heavy snow that had been fluttering over the city of Yakutsk for two days finally ended, the clouds dispersed, and a red sun appeared in the sky, just like Fang Mingyuan and Nikolaisky's mood now.

From Nikolaisky's mouth, Fang Mingyuan confirmed that there are indeed a group of people in the Republic of Yakutia who are specialized in diamond processing, and even a considerable number of them belong to the Alrosa company. It will be enough to have this news, wait until the years when the USSR collapsed and the Russian economy fell into chaos, and then dig into the wall, and things will be easy. All Fang Mingyuan needed to do was to ask Nikolaysky to make a detailed list of the names, contact information, work and home addresses of these people, and solemnly put them away. These people, in the future, whether Fang Mingyuan uses them for himself or cooperates with others, they will be a group of talents with immeasurable value.

Nikolaysky also got what he wanted from the company's headquarters in Alrosa, and Ramblas and Chepchugov sent a joint fax with full authority to negotiate with Fang Mingyuan about the sale of the stock of diamond ore. The two also called separately, asking him to concentrate on his work and not worry about his family, and Deputy Minister Waldzev, the company had already entrusted someone to mediate on Nikolaisky's behalf. Although Nikolaysky knew very well that if there were no surprises, such as the sudden fall of Waldzev, when the matter passed, Nikolaisky would still face Waldzev's revenge, but at least for a short time, he and his family were safe. Alrosa is clearly not going to risk losing a big deal to replace itself on the spot.

The next few days were easy, although the subordinates of both sides were still engaged in tense negotiations, but they were only made to hide the appearance of people, and the real negotiations were already over as early as the moment Nikolaysky asked for help. Of course, Nikolaisky did not know that on the very day that his report was made, the final outcome of this negotiation had already been roughly decided.

As the weather cleared, Fang Mingyuan and the others finally had the opportunity to go to the street to enjoy the exotic scenery.

After the snow, the city of Yakutsk is silvery white everywhere, if the snow country in the fairy tale is like a beautiful country, the residents of the city have also taken to the streets, enjoying the rare good weather in this winter, and those beautiful young girls on the street, even the heavy leather clothes can not hide their graceful figures, attracting the attention of countless people.

"Fifty degrees below zero, oh my God," Lin Lian exclaimed in surprise. Although there was no wind outside, the temperature had dropped to minus 20 degrees, and she was now fully armed, wearing a knee-length coat, high knee-length leather boots on her feet, a scarf around her neck, gloves, and a hat made of arctic fox skin, and her whole eyes were exposed, which looked quite funny. It's just that Fang Mingyuan and them at this time, compared to her, are just fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, everyone is wrapped tightly one by one, I believe that even if they fall, they will definitely not feel pain. Nikolaysky and Khodorkovsky, although they also wore a lot, were not as exaggerated as they were.

Khodorkovsky nodded and said: "That's what Mr. Nikolaysky said, here, only when the temperature drops below minus fifty degrees, the citizens will stop going out, the children will not have to go to class, and the workers can rest." ”

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed, although they thought that since these people could live in Yakutsk, which is called the "cold capital", they must have a strong ability to withstand cold, but they didn't expect that it would be to this extent. minus 50 degrees, not to mention the capital, it is the ice city, I'm afraid that everyone will stay at home on vacation a long time ago.

"Hehe" Fang Mingyuan laughed twice, and couldn't help but think of the disaster blockbuster in his previous life - "The Day After Tomorrow" It's just that today's computer virtual jishu is not up to par, and shooting such a movie not only can't achieve the shock in his previous life, but the cost is too high, so he just thinks about it.

The tourist resources here in the Republic of Yakutia can be said to be quite rich, full of undeveloped virgin land, for those who are used to seeing the steel forest in the big city, it can be said that there is a unique style, but it is a pity that it is too cold here, like Fang Mingyuan, who were born in the northwest region when the coldest time every year, there will be minus 120 degrees Celsius, and it is difficult to adapt to the weather here, and those who are located in the coastal areas and even in the south, when they arrive in Yakutsk City, I am afraid it will be a sunny day, I can't get out. Here, if you wear one or two less warm clothes, you're playing with your life

"Mr. Fang is right, we are rich in resources here, and we are also ranked number one in the entire Soviet Union, but the weather is too cold, and there is a long time every year to have to fight with low temperatures and wind and snow, and people who do not have a certain experience of living in the cold zone come here in winter, it is a certain risk." Nikolaysky nodded again and again, "Just one example, I'm afraid you will understand, most of us Soviets are good wine"

This is nothing new, the Soviets' love for the Volga is extraordinary, even in the later collapse of the Soviet Union, when the Russian economy was in the most difficult time, the Russians' consumption of the Volga was still extremely considerable.

"In Moscow, even in winter, at night, people still see drunks on the streets from time to time, which is something that everyone has become accustomed to. But in the Republic of Yakutia, no one gets drunk outside, even in bars and restaurants, and if a guest is found to be drunk, he will not be served a drink. Or simply leave it until he sobers up, and then let him go out. Nikolaski smiled, "We are not a paradise for drunkards, so there are very few people who want to make a living from alcohol." ”

Kazuki Aso stuck out her tongue, in Japan, drunks are also everywhere, and every year there are reports of drunks who are drunk and fall in places where no one is paying attention to the news that they freeze to death. So she can imagine that if she was drunk on the street at night in such weather, she would be a few people who would die

"Huh? Mingyuan, look at that, is that a Chinese restaurant? Lin Lian suddenly noticed that in an inconspicuous place on the street, the sign of a restaurant actually wrote the word ramen in Chinese.

Fang Mingyuan and the others looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, as Lin Lian said, everyone immediately became interested, in the past few days when they came to the Republic of Yakutia, they had eaten Western food all day long, but they had slandered everyone, and as soon as they saw the place that might be their hometown, the saliva in their mouths involuntarily secreted out.

The group pushed the door in, and there were more than a dozen tables in the small store, which was empty because it had not yet arrived at the official meal. Seeing a guest come in, the yellow-skinned middle-aged man who was wiping the table hurriedly greeted him, let everyone sit down, and brought the menu from the counter, and then asked, "What do you want to order?" ”

"You're the boss?" Lin Lian asked in Chinese while taking off her coat and scarf.

"I'm ......," the middle-aged man subconsciously replied in Chinese, "Ah, you're from Huaxia?" A smile of joy immediately bloomed on his face. Although the territory of the Soviet Union was dominated by Caucasians, it was not without yellow people. If Lin Lian hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to speak in Chinese.

"Ah, except for the three of them." Lin Lian pointed at Aso Kazuki and Nikolai and Khodorkovsky with her hand, "We are all from China. The man became even more enthusiastic, and after a while, he brought fragrant tea to each table.

Fang Mingyuan casually flipped through the menu in the store, except for ramen, it was mainly Sichuan cuisine. But it's understandable to think about it, in this kind of icy and snowy place, Sichuan cuisine is naturally the most popular. However, he noticed that the ramen here is not expensive, but the stir-fry is very expensive, such as tomatoes, peppers, lettuce, etc., and in general, a meal here is at least twice as expensive as a Western restaurant.

Lin Lian chatted with the man without a match, it turned out that this man's name was Zhang Jianjun, a native of Northeast China, who originally opened a small restaurant in the border area, and then met his current wife, a Russian girl, and later the girl returned to the Republic of Yakutia, under the influence of Aiqing, he also followed, and returned to his old business in Yakutsk City. In addition to him and his wife, there are two chefs from Huaxia in the restaurant.

"Brother Zhang, how is the business in this foreign country?" Fang Mingyuan said with a smile.

Zhang Jianjun glanced at Fang Mingyuan, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, with Fang Mingyuan's age, it was almost the same to call him an uncle. However, seeing that Fang Mingyuan had a lot of them, and Fang Mingyuan was obviously of a higher status at this table, so he didn't dare to say anything. "It's not good to talk about haode, but once it enters winter, this business can't be good."

"This is weishenme? Is it because it's so cold that people don't want to come out to eat? Fang Mingyuan is a little strange, it stands to reason that the reputation of Chinese food has long been spread all over the world, as long as the competition is not too fierce, or the cooking skills are not good, the business of Chinese restaurants is generally good. And if business doesn't go well as winter strikes, then business isn't good for nearly three-quarters of the year.

"Well, it's not because it's too cold. Although the weather is now, for us Chinese people, it is already freezing and we would rather be at home in winter, not as a last resort, and we never want to go out. But for the citizens of Yakutsk, it was a good winter weather, with little wind and sunshine. Zhang Jianjun said with a smile, "The main reason is that there is no railway to the outside world in Yakutsk, and the transportation mainly depends on shipping, road and air transportation." In this snowy season, the waterway is also frozen, and the air transportation has to depend on whether God gives face, and the road has become the road of death."

"The Road to Death?" Fang Mingyuan looked at Nikolai Sky in some surprise, when he came, although the road conditions were a bit ordinary, and it was not easy to walk after snowing, but it was not so serious as the road to death, right?

Nikolaysky looked at Fang Mingyuan inexplicably, he didn't understand Chinese at all, and it sounded like listening to a book from heaven, so he didn't understand it Fang Mingyuan suddenly turned his gaze to himself.

"Mr. Fang, that's right, this one...... What Mr. Zhang means is that once it enters the season of heavy snow in winter, when road transportation, those ...... Truck drivers have to travel in groups, often in groups of more than a dozen vehicles, and cannot drive alone. Because along the way, it is often not seen for hundreds of miles...... popularity, otherwise once the car breaks down on the way, without the heating in the car, the driver may not be able to survive once in ten times. In the past, I don't know how many people died on this road, so I called it the road of death. Khodorkovsky hurriedly explained.

Fang Mingyuan smiled, this Khodowsky still has a lot of eyesight, and he didn't say anything, he realized his doubt.

Zhang Jianjun looked at Khodorkovsky with a little surprise in his eyes, knowing that even on the Sino-Russian border, there were far fewer Chinese who were willing to learn Russian than those who were willing to learn Chinese, and it was even rarer for Soviets to speak as "fluently" as Khodorkovsky.

"Yes, with such bad transportation, in winter, there is no guarantee that there will be enough vegetables here, and even if they are delivered, the price is very expensive and not fresh, so no one in Yakutsk City wants to spend three or five times more money to eat Chinese food at this time." Zhang Jianjun said helplessly, "So at this time of year, we can only rely on ramen and some simple dishes to support the restaurant here." But don't worry, this compatriot is here, even if the vegetables are pressed at the bottom of the warehouse, we have to take them out."

As he was talking, he saw that the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and then a beautiful young girl walked in, Zhang Jianjun immediately greeted him and said: "Wife, you are finally back, you are here to chat with my fellow countrymen first, and I will go to the back to help Da Liu and them prepare the dishes."

"Wife?" Lin Lian looked at Zhang Jianjun, and then at the young white girl, looking at the foreign appearance, the difference between the two is no less than ten years old, Zhang Jianjun is also an ordinary person, not as tall as the girl, and she is not handsome, the girl is a model's figure, as soon as she takes off her coat, she has a convex and backward devilish body, and her face is also very beautiful. Especially the towering breasts, which are eye-catching.

"Damn," Fang Mingyuan couldn't help but exclaim. No wonder this Zhang Jianjun did not hesitate to run to a cold and snowy place like Yakutsk City for Aiqing, this girl is too seductive. With Zhang Jianjun's age and appearance, if he is in China, unless there is green smoke on the ancestral grave, he will definitely not find such a Peugeot wife. Think about it again, Russian girls are generally big, and this woman is estimated to be in her early twenties, but if Zhang Jianjun wants to say that he is thirty-seven or eight, Fang Mingyuan believes it

"My God, this boss is too glamorous," Fang Mingyuan blurted out when he heard Wu Xingguo blurt out at the other table. Not to mention the others, even he himself nodded subconsciously.

Zhang Jianjun obviously heard Wu Xingguo's words, and proudly pulled the girl to Fang Mingyuan's table and said: "This is my wife, Liu Donawa, she knows Chinese, let her chat with you first, and I'll go to the kitchen to help."

"Zhang, does he have Yanfu? Am I pretty? Liudonawa smiled and said in non-standard Chinese to Wuxing National Road. In the Soviet Union, it was normal to praise the beauty of the other party's wife in public. Wu Xingguo's face turned red as soon as he soared, he didn't look at beating people as a good hand, but when he dealt with strange women, especially beautiful strange women, he was not at all like him.

"Well, he means that you are very beautiful," Chen Zhong said narrowly, "He is very envious of Boss Zhang for being able to marry such a beautiful girl." ”

"Envy? Does it mean that he also wants to marry us Soviet girls? In that case, I can introduce him to my sisters. Lyonadova blinked, a little confused. Her Chinese is limited to ordinary communication, and if it is a little more complicated, she has to ponder the answer, which is still because Zhang Jianjun has been tireless in teaching her, and there is also the credit of two chefs.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, they couldn't imagine that such a beautiful girl still had the hobby of being a matchmaker, and in just a few words, she was going to be a matchmaker for Wu Xingguo.

Wu Xingguo's face turned red, and he didn't know whether it was good or not for a while.

Liu Nadova pulled a chair and sat opposite Wu Xingguo, and said with great interest: "Zhang, it's very good for me, many friends say that he is a good prisoner of war."

"Pounce on the ......" Fang Mingyuan immediately squirted out a sip of tea, but fortunately, he moved quickly, and he turned his head and sprayed it all on the ground.

"Ahem ......" Not only him, but Aso Kazuki and Lin Lian were also choked by the tea in their mouths.

This really responded to that sentence - aiqing is a war without gunpowder, Zhang Jianjun followed her to the Republic of Yakutia, what is not a prisoner of war?

"It's a husband, not a prisoner of war," there was laughter and Zhang Jianjun's somewhat angry voice from the kitchen.

"Coax" Chen Zhong and the others, who could still hold back their laughter, immediately burst into laughter.

"Xingguo, you can stay as a prisoner of war happily" Chen Zhong patted Wu Xingguo's back and fell on the table with a smile.

"Ah, it's my husband Zhang who is a good ...... HusbandSo, my friends, also want to find a ...... The man of China, when ...... Husband, I promise, you will also have Yanfu" Lyunadova said seriously, "Do you want me to help you, introduce you"

"Comrade comrade, she doesn't mean anything else, she just wants to help her friend marry us Huaxia, don't be too careful" Zhang Jianjun really couldn't listen to it, and hurriedly came out to Wuxing Guodao, "However, I can guarantee that although they are not as beautiful as Liu Nadova in my eyes, you can understand that this is in the eyes of a lover." ”