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Here, it's Victor. Klitschko's home. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at this inferior building built everywhere, Lin Zheng subconsciously frowned.

It's not dissatisfaction, but emotion: look at these buildings that are ventilated on all sides...... If these things could be called buildings...... It's okay in summer, but it's minus thirty or forty degrees in Kiev in winter, how did the people who live here survive this winter?

At this moment, Lin Zheng deeply admired Lao Maozi's physical fitness.

The elongated, stately Gil-41047 looked out of place with the surrounding dirty environment and dilapidated buildings, and many Ukrainians living in this slum than a slum were obviously aware that a big man had come here, and while watching the luxury convoy nervously and crystallinely, the parents quickly hid their children in the house - in case their own bear children threw stones into the convoy, I wonder if they would be killed?

Throwing rotten leaves? That's not to think, how could there be rotten leaves in such a place? There is such a thing that has long been eaten up.

"I've lived in this place for 6 years," he said, looking out the window, Victor. Klitschko was very emotional: "After spending my last ruble savings, I had to move to this place......"

"Didn't you think you'd move out of this place?" Lin Zheng asked.

"Of course, I have no doubt, I just didn't expect it to take so long......"

Looking at Victor. Klitschko's gray hair was full of hair, and Lin Zheng was silent in his heart: 6 years is indeed long enough.

In front of a particularly dilapidated house, the convoy stopped. Klitschko's home arrived.

Victor. Klitschko's expression did not change, and since his boss could find him, he would definitely be able to find his home. It's nothing to be surprised about.

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Victor. Mr. Klitschko's wife looked very old, and with her gray hair, she did not have the sturdy physique of a Russian aunt. doesn't have the four-foot waist circumference of a Russian aunt, she looks dry and thin, she doesn't know if she has 100 pounds. The haggard face silently reveals how tight her life is now, although through the outline of her face, she can still vaguely see that she should have been an outstanding beauty when she was young, but no matter how beautiful the beauty is, she has lost to time and life.

Stomach is really good, Anna. Klitschko stood on the balcony and subconsciously looked at the end of the street, hoping that her husband would come back sooner and bring back some food, but that was only hope. In the past, the husband only came back at noon at the earliest, and the days in Ukraine have been even more difficult in the past few months, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come back until two or three o'clock in the afternoon, right?

Thinking of two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Anna subconsciously turned her head to look at the wall of the living room, there used to be a grandfather clock in that place, but just three days ago, that grandfather clock was sold, and now the only clock in the house that can read the time is gone.

A convoy slowly drove into the alley, starting with a Mercedes-Benz, the square body was easily recognizable. In the middle is a Gil-41047, there was a time when she often sat in this type of car, and she was very familiar with the Gil-41047. You can see it at a glance, but how did this car come to such a place? Anna subconsciously wanted to hide in the house: I hope it wasn't a big guy who came to trouble her family.

But the next moment, looking at the person who got off the back seat of Jill-41047, Anna was suddenly stunned, and rubbed her eyes twice in disbelief: God, tell me I was wrong, how could Victor get out of this car?

Anna, who had misseen herself, rubbed her eyes twice again, trying to take a closer look, but when she looked down again. I found that the guy who looked like the old man in his house was smiling at himself, not Victor. And who is that bastard Klitschko?

He came back again in that Gil-41047? See this scene. Anna's eyes suddenly appeared in front of the familiar scene of 10 years ago: her husband was sitting in the black Jill-41047, when the car stopped in front of the villa. The guard at home quickly ran forward to help him open the car door, dressed gracefully and elegantly like a queen, and stood in front of the door to welcome her husband home at this time......

In a trance, Anna's gaze coincided with the past: Could it be that her difficult life was finally coming to an end? Thinking of her family's experience of falling from heaven to hell in the past few years, Anna suddenly felt the urge to cry......

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Anna, who just felt the urge to cry. Klitschko, at the moment, was blushing and looking at her husband at a loss: there was nothing at home to entertain guests, and as a housewife, Anna felt very ashamed.

"Klitschkov, it's okay," Lin Zheng said to her with a smile: "From now on, Mr. Klitschko officially works for me, I have heard Mr. Klitschko talk about some family situations, and I deeply sympathize with your past experience." ”

"You're so polite......" Anna. Klitschko was polite to Lin Zheng, but he turned his head to look at Viktor. Klitschko, seeing that her husband gave her a positive look, accepted the fact that her husband had really found a job.

"Mr. Klitschko said you made a good meal, and I haven't had lunch yet, so I wonder if you would mind inviting me to lunch?"

Before Lin Zheng's words fell, Anna's face was already very red!

She had already seen the things that the guests had brought with them, large chunks of beef, chunks of sausages, several chunks of fragrant black bread...... When he said this, I'm afraid he was taking care of his own face, right?

But the thought of the wonderful taste of steak made Anna's mouth water: God, forgive me, but I can't remember the last time I ate steak......

"It's my honor to be able to entertain you," swallowing hard, Anna said to Lin Zheng, "Please wait, it will be fine soon." ”

Victor. Klitschko coughed lightly: "Anna, Mr. Lin and I are going out after dinner, you pack up your things and follow this ......"

Pointing to the bodyguard beside him, Victor. Klitschko couldn't call this guy by name for a while.

"Alexander." Lin Zheng said.

"Yes, you pack up your things, go to the hotel with Alexander to stay first, the boss arranged a villa for us, and we will move in in a few days." Victor. Klitschko tract.

"Villa?" Victor. Klitschko was so sensational that Anna was so surprised that she forgot that her stomach was protesting, and looked at her husband in shock: how difficult is it to find a job in Ukraine now? What kind of job can come up and give a villa?

As the wife of the former general secretary of the Ukrainian G. Klitschko's IQ definitely does not need to be recharged, and she suddenly looked at her husband worriedly: Are you sure this is really okay?

Victor. Klitschko explained the situation in a few words: "Mr. Lin is an investor from the republic, and he came with the second elder of the republic a few days ago, and this time he cooperated with Ukrainian Telecom to invest 200 million US dollars to upgrade the system and network of Ukrainian Telecom, and he needs a consultant who is familiar with the local situation to cooperate with him in his work......"

So that's it! It dawned on the Klitsinkovs.

The only two household appliances in the house are flashlights and radios, although you can also learn about some national events by picking up waste newspapers, but waste newspapers are not seen every day after all, and the radio has become the best channel for the Klitschko family to understand national events, and she knows the news of the visit of the second elder of the republic to Ukraine a few days ago, plus there is the Gil-41047 outside to endorse Lin Zheng's identity, Anna no longer has any doubts about Lin Zheng's identity: a large investor who is willing to invest $200 million in Ukraine really needs a consultant who is familiar with the local situation in Ukraine and the operating rules of Ukrainian officialdom to help them carry out their work.

For the convenience of the consultant to carry out the work, the house and car are also taken for granted.

Anna, who was completely relieved, didn't feel hungry at this time, and trotted excitedly: "I'm going to cook, Mr. Lin, you must try my craftsmanship today......"

With a happy life in front of her, Anna hummed happily......

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"This is the house of the former head of the KGB branch of Ukraine now?" Lin Zheng frowned, no matter what, he couldn't connect the building in front of him with the former head of the KGB branch of Ukraine: even a church Lin Zheng can figure it out, but what is a brothel about?

That's right, it's a brothel, although Lin Zheng still doesn't know whether the profession of "Miss" is legal in Ukraine, but whether it's legal or not, this ancient business has always existed. Mr. Rio Wochkin lives in this place...... Is it for prostitutes & prostitutes not to give money? In addition to this reason, Lin Zheng, who was obscene in his heart, couldn't think of any other reason.

Seeing such a luxurious convoy parked at the door of their store, two blonde and blue-eyed, convex and backward girls in bikinis standing at the door to solicit guests were frightened and their legs were weak, and they shivered vigorously: "First ...... Sir, this is Mr. Rio Vochkin's turf......"

Although they knew that there was little hope, the two poor women, who were about to sit on the ground at this point, still held on to the last glimmer of hope, hoping that Alexander. Rio Wo Chikin's name is able to scare off this horde of terrible people.

"Who would dare to make trouble on Mr. Leowochkin's turf?" With a bear-like roar, two bear-like strong men rushed out of it, carrying two artifacts in their hands: the famous AK-47. (To be continued)