What's the matter, little master, are you going to fight Lao Maozi's idea again? Hearing Zhang TT Singh muttering to himself in his heart: According to the temper of this little young master, I don't know where Lao Maozi is going to be unlucky, "Sironov, I used to deal with this guy a lot." As for the issue of friendship, how to say it, as long as it is related to money, everyone has made so many transactions, this guy still trusts me. After all, you have the foundation of the previous cooperation, right? But now this guy Sironov is old, and when he gets old, he begins to have plans to get old, according to you earthlings, before I left Russia, this guy has already begun to pave the way for his future, as for now, although this guy is still in the position of commander of the Russian Far East Pacific Fleet, but thinking of his age, he should come down in a few years, and if there is a chance, this guy should not let go of any opportunity to hold money. When I contacted him a few years ago, this guy wanted me to help him sell something. As for this guy Ferodov, young master, you can think of this guy as a few years younger than Sironov! ”

"It's done!" Hearing Singh's words, Zhang Lan was overjoyed, very good, not afraid that you are greedy, just afraid that you are not greedy.

Started planning for your retirement? Ready to work hard and desperately to get money? What a good thing! Master, I'm going to send you money! Having said that, if you don't have this plan, this matter of mine is really difficult to operate! Now, with Singh's words, Zhang Lan has increased the original grasp of less than one percent in his heart to two percent.

"In a while, you will contact the two guys Sironov and Fedorov, and say that we have a big deal waiting for them, and the object of this business is still our Alice Group." Zhang Lan solemnly instructed again, "Tell them that this time is a real big deal, different from the previous petty fights." ”

"No problem!" Hearing Zhang Lan say this, Singh was overjoyed, "Will you go this time, little master?" Do you want me to go? ”

"Of course you have to go," Zhang Lan said with a smile, "Without you here, we have less time to deal with the two guys Sironov and Ferodov, and it is estimated that these two guys will not be very relieved at that time." Not only am I going, but so am my Sister Dawn and Sister Alice! After getting ready, you will immediately fly directly to Moscow, and then go to Vladivostok, where the Russian Far East Pacific Fleet is stationed, and first go to explore the way, and by the way, wait for us there. ”

"Scared!" Hearing Zhang Lan say this, Singh was suddenly taken aback: "Little young master, how big is this thing you are going to do this time?" If you want to take care of the small things, just leave it to me, so that the three of you can't come, right? Princess Dawn is coming? ”

"It's hard to say how big this is, anyway, it's bigger than what we did before, and we have to be sensitive," Zhang Lan said with a smile, "Don't worry about so much, contact Sironov and Ferodov immediately, and say that our Alice Group has a big deal to take care of them!" ”

“OK！ No problem! "Singh is going to take a bite.

Vladivostok, originally China's territory, is called Vladivostok in the mouth of the Russians, the headquarters of the Russian Far East Pacific Fleet, the best deep-water ice-free port in Northeast Asia in the Northern Hemisphere, and the home port of the Russian Far East Pacific Fleet. Now, Sironov, the commander of one of the most powerful naval fleets in the former Soviet Union, and Frodov, chief of staff and deputy commander-in-chief of the fleet, are looking at each other helplessly, full of sadness.

Neither of them was wearing military hats, which hung on the coat hanger at the door, and now the two of them clutched their heads in unison, which had begun to turn white, and looked at a document on the table in front of them. To be precise, this is an application for the purchase of food expenses for officers and soldiers next month.

Ordinarily. The army food is such a small matter of sesame grains. Originally, there was no need for the commander of the fleet and the chief of staff and deputy commander-in-chief of the fleet to manage the land. Any high-ranking quartermaster can be managed. In Soviet times. That's how the Soviet Pacific Fleet dealt with it.

But now it's different. Times have changed. Since the collapse of the USSR. Russia, which inherited most of the Soviet Union's assets, is in economic decline. The annual military expenditure is compressed in compression. Every year is getting less and less. Warships can only be parked in the harbor. It is not yet maintained; Because there is no fuel. Airplanes can only be listened to in hangars all year round. Take a closer look. The air intakes of the plane were all webbed by spiders.

Because there is no money. Sironov had already prescribed it a few years ago. Where more than $10,000 is spent on the project. You must sign and approve it yourself. For example, this is an application for the purchase of food for a week's worth of food for the entire fleet of 6,000 officers and men. How much money is spent? Think about it.

"What should I do?" Frodov's face was wrinkled as if it hadn't rained in three years. There are cracks everywhere. "Now the fleet only has so little money. Just enough for this week

Food and land. Pay the money out. What to eat next week? ”

"Anyway." Sironov sighed helplessly. "Let's take it one day at a time. If you don't pay a salary, you can find a reason to settle down. But if you can't even eat. If they are forced to rush to the ground, there is a possibility that the soldiers will mutiny. Then things will be even worse. ”

When the soldiers came to the word "mutiny", Sironov and Ferodov couldn't help but shudder: Imagine that 60,000 heavily armed officers and soldiers ignored the orders of their superiors and no longer obeyed their own commands, and the officers and soldiers were all armed to storm the entire city of Vladivostok, robbing good things when they saw them, and smashing them when they saw things that didn't please the eyes. His own commander dared to stop them, and he was greeted only by bullets! ――The sky and the earth are big, and the stomach is the biggest!

Even if there is a possibility of mutiny, it is better to postpone it for a day, maybe because I postponed this day, things have taken a turn for the better? The two of them smiled bitterly while comforting themselves in their hearts.

Just as Sironov picked up the pen and was about to sign the application, the phone on Sironov's desk suddenly rang non-stop, and it rang non-stop, until now for half a minute, the phone is still ringing persistently, without the intention of stopping for half a minute. ,

Sironov, who was already in a very unhappy mood, heard the phone ringing like noise at this moment, and his heart was even more irritable, and he didn't know what was going on, and he rose up at once, walked to the desk in a few big steps, grabbed the phone and wanted to throw out the phone that was still ringing.

But when he inadvertently glanced at the phone number displayed on the telephone, Sironov was stunned: This phone number? How could it be him?

What's going on? Seeing Sironov holding the telephone there and wanting to throw it but not throwing it away, staring at the telephone with a pair of eyes, and the expression on his face was constantly changing, suddenly happy, and suddenly depressed, Ferodov wondered for a while: Are you tired of holding a phone? Do you throw it or not?

At the same time, I was also curious: who was the guy who called this guy?

Fortunately, Sironov's next move immediately solved the doubts in Ferodov's heart, only to see Sironov gently put the telephone down, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down his anger just now, and then rubbed his face a few times with his red hands, rubbed it out a smile, and then coughed lightly a few times, making his voice sound as if he was happy, and then picked up the phone, "Aha, my old friend, why did you remember to call me today?" If I'm not mistaken, it's still early in the morning in the United States, right? What is it that makes you, a Monopoly, call me at this time? ”

Ferodov listened carefully to the tone of his top boss, and his voice was full of excitement and excitement! What did Sironov say, the call turned out to be from the United States?

United States? Friends? Moneybags? Together, Frodov's mind quickly crossed the name and face of a person he knew very well, whether in Moscow, in the military districts of the former Soviet Union, or in the countries of the former Soviet Union, wherever he went, he was their guest. Could it be that this phone call came from him?

At the same time, Sironov pressed the hands-free button on the telephone.

"My old friend," said a familiar voice on the other end of the line, "if I call you at normal times, it's early morning, so as not to disturb your sleep, I'll have to get up in the early hours of the morning and call you." ”

That's right, hearing this voice, Ferodov nodded secretly: sure enough, it was him!

"How?" Sironov was curious about Singh calling him at this time, "Mr. Singh, what is the wind blowing today that reminds you of me?" ”

"Well, is it convenient to talk now?" Instead of saying what he was doing, Singh asked the question first.

"Convenient," Sironov nodded into the phone, "Now it's just me and Deputy Commander-in-Chief Frodov in my office, everyone is an old friend, nothing wrong." ”

At the same time, hearing Sironov mention his name, Ferodov also greeted Singh loudly, "Hai, I said, dear Mr. Singh, we haven't seen you for a long time, when will you come to our Pacific Fleet to see our old friends?" ”