"$1 million?" Lin Hongfei groaned slightly, "Andre, if it's just these, it's not worth $1 million." ”

As a successful broker, Andre knows how cautious these billionaires are with their money, because when they pay $1 million for brokers, they may have to pay tens of millions of dollars for this transaction.

"Of course, this piece of information is not worth a million dollars," Andrei nodded, and he also admitted it, "but what if you add that Mr. Kuznetsov has a strong desire to trade with you?" ”

"It's not enough!" Lin Hongfei shook his head firmly, he knew Andre's temperament too well, there must be something that hadn't been said about this thing.

As Lin Hongfei guessed, he shook his head helplessly, and Andre kept complaining, "Lin, I have to lose a lot every time I make a deal with you...... Well, as long as you get to Siraev, the former deputy minister of the USSR aviation industry who kept stumbling on him, Mr. Kuznetsov will be willing to talk to you well. ”

"Kill Siraev?" Lin Hongfei quickly recalled the information of Siraev, the former Minister of Aviation Industry of the Soviet Union: born in 1930, he served as Deputy Minister and Minister of Aviation Industry of the Soviet Union from 1991 to 1985; From 85 to 90 he was Deputy Chairman of the Council of Ministers of the USSR; Chairman of the Council of Ministers of the Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic during the most turbulent period of the USSR from 90 to 91, after which he faded out of Russian politics, and from 91 to 94 he was the Russian representative to the European Community in Brussels, retiring completely in January 94...... Retired?

"Is it necessary? It's just an old man who has retired. Frowning, Lin Hongfei couldn't help but ask.

To be honest, Lin Hongfei does not reject killing. Even a dishonorable assassination, but to kill an old man who has retired without any threat? He was a little overwhelmed. It's like those gangsters, since everyone has washed their hands and no longer cares about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, you are still chasing after them, is it interesting?

"Do you really think he's retired?" Andre Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, and smiled extremely proudly, "Lin, your information is still too backward, if I tell you." Now this Ivan. Stepanovich. Mr. Siraev is now not only in Moscow, but also the mayor of Moscow. And what about Luzhkov's chief thinker? ”

"What?!" Lin Hongfei was shocked, this Ivan. Stepanovich. Silayev turned out to be a white supremacist and Slavophile, the mayor of Moscow. Luzhkov's chief think-tank?!

This news is so shocking! As Yuri. Luzhkov's chief thinker, Siraev is undoubtedly deep Yuri. Luzhkov trusted, and Silaev won Yuri. The premise of Luzhkov's trust. It must be because the two have a common goal or belief......

"Did you think of that?" Andrei's voice was a little triumphant, "Ivan. Stepanovich. Sirayev and Yuri. Luzhkov the same. Also a staunch white supremacist and Slavophile. Mr. Kuznetsov, on the other hand, is a half-Jewish descent...... Lin, do you think it's worth $1 million now? ”

I see! Lin Hongfei finally understood it completely!

He finally understood that the NK-44 and HK/NK-93 engines designed by Kuznetsov were so good, even better than the D-90A of the Soloviev Design Bureau and the D-36/D-18T of the Lotarev Design Bureau. Stepanovich. Silaev, the guy in charge of the development of the aviation industry in the former Soviet Union, is not allowed to develop for anything, and the reason for his daring is here!

Kuznetsov is half Jewish. Stepanovich. Silaev, on the other hand, was a white supremacist and a Slavophile. With these two points, everything makes sense, although the great proletarian teacher Lenin was also a Jew, but obviously. In Ivan. Stepanovich. In Silaev's eyes, it seems that the dead Len Ning is forgotten, and the living Kuznetsov must be the object of desperate trampling, who let this guy have the blood of ordinary filthy Jews in his body...... True, in the eyes of the Slavophiles, people who are not primarily Slavic peoples, the blood is dirty, and the blood of the forgetful Jews is especially dirty.

"Andrey, tell Kuznetsov that I won't just kill a person unless there is already some agreement between us......"

"Lin, it's not ......" Before Lin Hongfei finished speaking, Andre interrupted Lin Hongfei's words.

But before Andrei finished speaking, Lin Hongfei snatched the topic back again, "Andrei, please tell Mr. Kuznetsov that if he is dissatisfied with Silaev, everything can be discussed, but I want to interview him, as long as the results of the interview are satisfactory to me, there is no business that cannot be done...... As long as we come to a consensus, don't you say? ”

"You're right, there's nothing you can't do in any business as long as you can reach a consensus." Andrei nodded, "Okay, I'll try to facilitate a meeting between the two of you, and I'll wait for my news." ”

"No problem, but I hope you hurry up, my time in Moscow is running out." Lin Hongfei said with a smile, what he said was that the Moscow Air Show was over in a few days, "If possible, I would like to talk to Mr. Kuznetsov while visiting the exhibition hall of the Kuznetsov Design Bureau." ”

"I'll try my best, Lin, your requirements are a bit high...... Andre patted Lin Hongfei's shoulder, took the unfinished bottle of Moutai on the table, and sighed, "Damn, how can I be born with hard work...... Let's go. ”

"Get out!" Lin Hongfei scolded with a smile, not polite at all.

"That's all I can do for you, old friend." Walking out of Lin Hongfei's door, Andre lit a cigarette and said silently in his heart.

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Andrei is worthy of being a veteran broker, and the speed is really fast enough, and a letter appeared on the carpet at the door of Lin Hongfei's room that night: Tomorrow at 10 o'clock in the morning, the deputy mayor of Moscow in charge of foreign economic relations: Vladimir. Mr. Grushko's secretary, Mikhail Murphy. Cherome will follow Vladimir. Deputy Mayor Grushko meant to visit the Kuznetsov Design Bureau.

Moscow is the secretary of the deputy mayor in charge of foreign economic relations, going to visit the Kuznetsov Design Bureau? Lin Hongfei frowned: The meaning of this letter is......

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Soon, when the waiter with a tall chef's hat and a full dining cart came in early the next morning to bring breakfast to Lin Hongfei, Lin Hongfei knew the true meaning of the letter: he was Vladimir, the deputy mayor of Moscow in charge of foreign economic relations. Grushko's secretary Mikhail. Chelome.

"Mr. Lin, we don't have much time, you need to hurry up and finish your breakfast, you need to make up as Mikhail. Mr. Chelome," the waiter pushing the food cart magically took out a hand-held makeup case from the dining cart and gestured to Lin Hongfei.

"Wait for me for 10 minutes." Lin Hongfei only dropped such a sentence, and he didn't need to ask, Lin Hongfei had already guessed that this guy disguised as a hotel waiter was not only a highly skilled makeup artist, but also had an extraordinary relationship with Andre...... Or maybe it's Andrei's partner to some extent.

Lin Hongfei, who didn't spend 10 minutes and only took 7 minutes to solve breakfast, even took a minute to call Wang Guoliang and told him that he was not feeling well today and would not go to the air show center.

Hearing the secret words in Lin Hongfei's words, Wang Guoliang naturally didn't mention it again and again.

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Lin Hongfei was originally tall, and his height of 1.83 meters was not comparable to that of a short stick or a Japanese dwarf, and half an hour later, under the hands of this highly skilled makeup artist, he immediately turned into a typical Slavic man with blond hair, blue eyes, and a tall nose. In Chelome's photo, Lin Hongfei was surprised to find that he couldn't tell the difference between himself after makeup and this Mikhail. The difference between secretary Chelomé.

"Surprised, huh?" The makeup artist's voice, who refused to reveal his name to him, was full of pride, "Andre has always introduced his friends to me, and if you need my help in the future, you can call this directly." ”

Saying that, the goods handed Lin Hongfei a card, which he cut out of rough white cardboard, the size of a business card, and wrote a phone number crookedly with a pencil on it...... The degree of this poor character made Lin Hongfei extremely suspicious that this guy had found a first-grade elementary school student to write on his behalf.

Although he was very skeptical of the words of this goods, he really had nothing to say about this guy's craftsmanship, Lin Hongfei opened his wallet, took out about six or seven chapters of 100 denominations of US dollars and handed it over, "Trouble, do you send me next or ......?"

"You are really a generous person," the makeup artist was obviously very happy with Lin Hongfei's generosity, and unceremoniously put the dollar into his pocket, "Please come with me, Mr. Andre is waiting for you in the parking lot downstairs." ”

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"Damn!" When he saw Andre, Lin Hongfei "greeted" this thing fiercely in his heart.

This goods is worthy of being a "broker", and with this caution, it is too condescending not to be a broker...... Can you imagine a multimillionaire broker who thinks he is worth at least tens of millions of dollars, hiding in a ragged golf car in a hotel parking lot waiting for you? Anyway, Lin Hongfei couldn't think of it. (To be continued......)