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"Of course I know about the Volga." Bolovsky said subconsciously.
"Come to the study." Yeka didn't seem to be in a hurry to make her point of view, she just smiled at Bolovsky.
Following Yeka, the two came to the study on the second floor.
Yeka is not only a very capable woman, but also a woman who loves life, this villa is designed by herself, and the warmth of family is reflected everywhere.
At the same time, Bolovsky was curious about why her sister Yeka was a woman who loved her family very much, but why she was an out-and-out unmarried, which was really contradictory.
The study is also exquisitely furnished by Yeka, with a wide white desk, and a bookcase full of books, green plants are placed in the corners of the study, and when you open the window, there is a beautiful lake and mountain scenery behind you.
There was a huge map of Mao Ziguo hanging on the wall of Yeka's study, and I saw her slowly come to the map, picked up the laser pointer on the desk, pointed to the map and said: "In the past, the Volga River was an important water transportation route, but with the disintegration of our country more than 20 years ago, due to the geographical buffer, this river has lost its water function, and at present, all kinds of material transportation in Volga basically rely on railway, road or air transportation, in terms of cost, these are far less than water transportation......
Yeka's words made Bolovsky understand at once, and the idea that Yaka introduced to him was to dredge the Volga River and make it rejuvenate again.
"I see." Borowski said thoughtfully.
Ye Ka smiled slightly: "It's good that you understand, of course, this is just a suggestion from me, you have to calculate it and see the cost." ”
"If I can get it within three billion dollars, I think I'll be able to convince my father." Borowski said with a resolute face.
"Look at the costs versus the benefits." After saying this, Yeka subconsciously touched her belly, and now she seemed to be able to feel the movements of the fetus in her womb, and from time to time this little guy kicked herself naughtily......
"Sister, are you pregnant?" Bolovsky also naturally saw some clues from his sister Yeka's subconscious actions.
"Walking on the Stars"
Yeka smiled slightly: "Yes, I am pregnant." ”
"Who is the father of the child?" After spending more than an hour in his sister Yeka's villa, Bolovsky did not see any signs of a man's life there, so he was curious.
"I don't know the sperm bank of the reproductive center, and I don't know the father of the child." Yekadao.
"You're stylish and edgy every time." Borowski smiled bitterly and said, "Father doesn't know yet, right? ”
"I haven't told him yet, but I'm sure he'll understand, I'm an out-and-out unmarried, but I want to be able to carry on the blood of our Yeroo family."
"Do you need me to tell him?"
"I don't mind if I could."
"Understood." Borowski said.
The siblings rarely see each other on weekdays, so after coming to New York this time, Bolovsky was not in a hurry to go back, he told the company's actuaries about the idea of cleaning up the Volga, and asked them to hurry up and make a trip to the Volga River recently, and then make a budget.
After arranging the work, Borowski also told his sister Yeka about his recent situation.
After the death of his mother, his sister Yeka was his closest relative, and he was willing to tell his sister anything.
"You don't want to compare with Artyom, do your own thing, who is higher and who is lower, my father naturally understands." Yeka admonished.
Bolovsky seemed to read something else from his sister Yeka's words at once, that is, it was very likely that his father would ask his sister Yeka's opinion at a critical moment, so ......
"I understand, sister, why don't we go out for a walk, the scenery here is good, I envy you a little." After spending an hour in his study, the feisty Bolovsky felt that he seemed to be unable to sit still.
"Okay, I'll take you around, there are a lot of rich girls around here, maybe you can meet your favorite one later." Yeka said half-jokingly, half-seriously.
"A rich girl doesn't have to be pretty." Borowski is also a face controller.
"Their genes are good, don't be ashamed to stare at people later."
"Then if I really do that, you must get that phone number for me." Bolovsky laughed.
The siblings talked and laughed, as if they were children again.
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Dopombe had become addicted to Metshoe's attack, and with heavy weaponry such as aircraft and artillery, Dopombe's army succeeded one after another, compressing Metshaw's territory from the first few hundred square kilometers to about 100 square kilometers.
Metshaw wasn't in a hurry, he was now luring Dobonbe step by step.
Within a few days, the ten Migo 21 fighters that Metshaw had purchased from Semyon also arrived.
The pilot was recruited for him by one of his seniors from Europe, and he had also piloted Migo fighters before, so after only two days of familiarization, Metshaw ordered the pilot to fly the plane to bomb the airport, oil depot and other important places in the capital of Nial, Rula Rula.
Dopongbe was completely caught off guard, almost exactly the same as the last time the oil depot was bombed, and the destruction of the oil depot caused flights to stop flights at the capital airport again.
Dopombe was also caught off guard by Metshaw's sudden blow to them, and in a fit of rage, he could only turn to his neighbor Budynia, the elder Musala, for help.
Mushara did not dare to take matters into his own hands and hastened to tell Vladimir this information.
However, Vladimir told Mushara quite calmly that he would give Dopombé oil aid normally, and not even increase the price.
This time it was Musala's turn to be taken aback and seemed to be unable to believe his ears, "Boss, aren't you afraid that Dopombe will attack Fred?" ”
Vladimir smiled slightly: "It's time for Dopombe and Methio to eat dog, don't be afraid at all, Musala, you just do what I say." ”
"Understood, boss."
This time, Dopombe and Metshaw were completely competitive, from the air to the ground, the fight could be described as dark, and the two sides did not even distinguish the winner for a while.