The news I heard from the guest house of the municipal party committee quickly spread to the ears of all those who were interested. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEveryone has a scale in their hearts to measure whether the deal is worth it. After three days, some people finally collapsed, and some weak small businessmen waited outside the door of the municipal party committee guest house, always keeping an eye on the movements in the guest house. On the one hand, there were anxious businessmen, and on the other hand, Seryosha did not have a good time, and he spent a lot of money on this play of Boris and Daddy Petrov. And the most important thing is that there is no genuine goods in the warehouse, and I am afraid that it will be exposed after a long time.

In the past few days, Yakov, who has been out to inquire about the news, has met a lot of local businessmen in Tyumen, and those big businessmen have not had such a good attitude towards Yakov, and most of the people close to him are small businessmen, and huge business opportunities are in front of them. After a few days, some of them also met Yakov.

"Did you hear, those two guys think that the strength of our merchants in this place is too low, and they are ready to leave here and want to send goods to Novosibirsk." Said a bearded guy.

"That's right, the news came from the waiters in the guest house, and we don't have much hope anyway, and I think it's guys like Lomonosov who really feel distressed." Some people commented sadly.

"In our Tyumen, Lomonosov is the most powerful, even he can't eat this batch of goods, I think compared to the real big players, Lomonosov is nothing." The crowd was chatting nonsense.

From time to time, Yakov handed them a cigarette, and this hand won the favor of the group. In the past few days, someone who has just met Yakov said: "Brother Yakov, you have a good cigarette, a serious foreign product." Where to buy it? ”

Yakov replied: "You can still buy it there, and you can buy it wherever it is produced, what do we do, do you need to ask?" ”

"This kind of smoke is not good, it seems that you are quite capable!" Someone praised it.

"Compared to the two people living in the guest house, I'm a fart at this point." Yakov said modestly.

"Do you know where those two people in there came from?" Someone seemed to hear that Yakov might know something about those two men.

"I do know some, but it's not very accurate." Yakov said unhurriedly.

When the people around heard Yakov say this, they all gathered around, and someone pouted Yakov and said, "What's the situation! Tell us about it. ”

"Yes! Tell us about it! ”

"Nikolai Popov of Gorky, have you heard of it?" Yakov took a puff of his cigarette and said as he puffed on the smoke ring.

"Of course I've heard of it, that's a powerful guy, it is said that the father and son have monopolized Gorky City for decades, but recently I heard that someone killed him!" Yakov was surrounded by people who should be in harmony.

"Do you know who killed Popov?" Yakov asked knowingly.

"Who? It can't be the two guys in the guest house, right? "The curiosity of the fire was aroused.

Yakov smiled and said no more.

"No, they did, but I've heard that the Popovs have been in business for two generations in Gorky. How do you say that if you are killed, you will be killed? There were still people around who asked relentlessly.

"Haven't you heard? Popov was pushed into the Volga by a bulldozer and a car! Not even God can save him! "Someone answered the guy's question.

"Oh my God! These guys are so hard to mess with! Everyone sighed with emotion.

"Why did they kill Popov? Did they have any festivals? Yakov was then asked.

"Have you ever seen the younger of those two? He was once stabbed by a knifeman sent by Popov and almost died. It's no wonder that Popov is looking for death. Yakov replied.

"The young one seems to be called Boris, and the right one is called Boris. Isn't there news that the guy named Boris wants to change all the goods for oil? It's a pity that the old man disagreed. "Someone brought up the topic.

"It would be nice if they wanted oil, it's not easy for us to get some oil here? As long as the cadres in the oil fields are given enough money, the amount of oil is not as much as it wants. An onlooker said with some regret.

Someone immediately retorted: "Easy? You don't want to think about it, how much do people want? If you want to buy his goods, you need at least the same tanker. If I could, I'd go straight in and find them! ”

"I'll just talk about it, with my little wealth, I can get a few fuel tankers if I die." The guy who was refuted immediately lost his temper.

"I'm pretty much the same!" Someone answered.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, just when everyone is feeling sorry for his lack of wealth, Yakov has an idea, he observed the people around him, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Actually, I can also build a few tankers, and if someone partners with me, I can go in and talk to them." ”

Everyone seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and they were all awakened by Yakov's words. The gossips gathered together again.

"I can make oil for two tankers! I can partner with you! ”

"I can do three!"

"Count me, I can get one!"

Everyone said one by one, and Yakov's head was so loud that he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, let's come one by one, and the brothers who intend to mix together will say one by one." ”

Under Yakov's arrangement, the gang made up thirty tanker trucks of oil, and everyone's enthusiasm suddenly rose. Yakov said: "I think we can send someone in and talk to them. ”

Everyone said to Yakov: "I think you are the most clever here, so go ahead!" ”

"Yes, I'm also optimistic about your brother!"

"Don't let us down! Brothers. ”

So under everyone's expectations, Yakov walked into the municipal party committee guest house alone. The people waiting outside were expecting Yakov to come out with good news, and an hour passed, and some merchants who had heard the news came one after another. Two hours passed, and when Yakov finally came out, everyone did not dare to make a sound, for fear that Yakov's voice would not be heard.

"Hmm~~!" Yakov cleared his throat and said first: "They agreed!" ”

The crowd almost cheered, and a few sober people immediately asked, "What price?" ”

"The price of oil is about six rubles a barrel, which can be exchanged for goods of equivalent value." Yakov replied.

"Great, good for the price!" Only then did everyone feel relieved.

"However, there is a condition that the oil must be safe to leave the country. And only after leaving the country will they hand over the goods to us. Yakov added.

"Leaving the country? Where to go? Someone asked.

"Poland." Yakov replied.

"Poland! No problem, it's not easy, Poland is our little brother! Ha ha! The crowd agreed.

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A few days later, a train laden with crude oil left Tyumen and headed for Wroclaw, a city in southwestern Poland.