Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

Ignoring the screaming Daoye who was being beaten, Nan Yi and his party continued to shuttle between the stalls.

Some booths are just a wire bed, while others are more "luxury" and transformed from containers. One side of the container is dug out and a gate is installed to become the front of the booth. The front half is used to hang goods and set up a stall. The second half is used as a warehouse, but men are used to calling it "crock pot", which is a very vivid name.

Nanyi is not only paying attention to the products on the stalls, but also paying attention to the spirit of the vendors, to see if they are in good health and whether they are suffering from illness.

During the Soviet revisionist period, foreigners went to hospitals for free for minor illnesses, and charged appropriately for serious illnesses. Now in the Russian era, the policy of free medical care has been inherited. All citizens with Russian nationality can go to the hospital for free, and the same is true for foreigners. Russian hospitals play the role of angels who save lives and heal the wounded without asking for anything in return.

However, Nanyi is well aware of the economic situation in Russia, and the funding for the medical system will definitely be reduced. The hospital will not last long for free medical treatment for foreigners. After a while, it may be changed to charge, or it may not provide medical services to foreigners directly.

Nan Yi is more inclined to the latter. He has taken a fancy to this big piece of fat. He came to Ussuriysk this time to see the market conditions of Chinese commodities and the potential medical market.

Now too many people know that they come to Russia to make money by being a loser. In the past few months, too many new losers Wuyang Wuyang have come here. At the stalls in the capital, the topic of Russian losers can often be heard.

"Come to Russia to be a loser" is already a recognized way of getting rich within a certain range. When everyone knows that a certain business is profitable, smart people should be ready to withdraw at any time, or change their thinking to these gold diggers who come to Russia or service.

Just like Nanyi's arrangement in Moscow, most of the business is for poor men. In the field of selling goods, Nanyi plays the role of Levi's selling jeans in the west in Russia, rather than digging for gold in person.

Entering this year, the business scope of Begonia Trading has begun to expand, and more and more categories are being operated. However, the newly added products are no longer directly connected to the Russian mainland, but to the bad guys. Poor, but to earn logistics costs and meager wholesale profits.

The business of overseas students solves the problem of stranded students, Haitang Trading provides part of the supply of goods, Huaguo Building provides a safe business place, and the paging station provides communication protection. The next thing Nanshi needs to do is to solve medical and logistics problems, which is the passenger and cargo charter flight that Nanyi has already considered. .

The Nan family wants to be anxious about what the master is anxious about, think about what the master thinks, and is willing to die for the sake of the master.

After shopping in the big market for a long time, Nanyi started to walk around the street again, asking the Holy Mother while walking, "Is it convenient to make a phone call here?"

Our Lady: "It's very convenient. There are many public telephones on the street, almost everywhere in the streets and alleys. Although it was laid in the 1940s and 1950s and has not been replaced, it does not affect the use."

Nan Yi: "Where's the home phone number?"

Our Lady: "The penetration rate is not very high. In Ussuriysk, less than 1% of households have telephones."

Nan Yi: "Can the public phones here directly dial long-distance calls in Russia?"

Our Lady: "No, I have to go to the telephone exchange."

"oh."

Nan Yi nodded, walked to a public phone in sight, picked up the phone like an iron box, and listened to the busy tone from the receiver.

Put down the phone and continue to move forward. After that, Nanyi has been paying attention to the distribution of public telephones. There are indeed many public telephones in Ussuriysk, and the distribution is relatively dense, surpassing Moscow. However, the penetration rate of household telephones in Moscow is relatively high. The need for a phone is actually not that great.

After wandering the streets for an afternoon, Nan Yi came to a conclusion: Ussuriysk has the basic conditions for the development of paging stations.

On the way back to the hotel, the Holy Mother suddenly said to Nanyi: "Sir, when I get to the hotel, I'm leaving to deal with something."

"What's the matter?" Nan Yi asked.

"Dabifan has a cooperative painter named Tkachenko in Ussuriysk. His paintings are very popular in the European and American markets, but some time ago, Tkachenko's works that did not flow out of Dabifan's channel appeared in New York. And it’s a replica, Dabifan owns exactly the same one.”

"Isn't it a fake painting?"

"No, Dabifan contacted Tkachenko to confirm that it is an authentic work, and Tkachenko painted it himself. According to Tkachenko, a group of Vietnamese bought paintings from him at a low price and did not sell them. No, he just copied his own work. Tonight is another day when the Vietnamese agreed to go to Tkachenko to get the painting.”

Nan Yi stroked his chin, "Do you know the price of Tkachenko's paintings?"

The Holy Mother said: "I don't know, but according to the information provided by Dabifan, they bought Tkachenko's paintings at a minimum price of 1,500 US dollars."

Dabifan was able to buy the painting at a price of 1,500 US dollars. It is conceivable that this Katchenko painting has great market potential and has been recognized by a considerable number of art collectors. It is very likely that it will be brought to Dabifan in the future. Huge payoff.

So, Nan Yi nodded and said, "Is there a guy who uses subsonic bombs in his hand?"

Equipping a firearm with a silencer can't achieve real noise reduction at all, but the distance of the gunshot propagation is shortened, and the gunshot can still be heard clearly at a short distance. Sonic Bomb.

"There are AS micro-acoustic assault rifles and the latest 9A-91."

Nan Yi frowned, "Don't use 9A-91, it's not long after it came out, and the number of outflows is very limited, so it's easy to find us. Also, talk about it if you can, try not to do it."

"clear."

The Holy Mother has no hope of solving the problem through negotiation, and wants to solve the problem once and for all, so she can only send those Vietnamese people down. This time, it is a cross-company commission, and the matter must be done beautifully, and the Cossack Action Team cannot lose face. .

Nanyi and his party returned to the hotel, and the Virgin left alone.

Arriving at a stronghold of the Cossack action group, the Holy Mother put down the registered pistol on her body, hid the silent weapons prepared for him by other team members on the table one by one, and put the AS micro-sound assault rifle into a backpack. Pocket crossbows, spring arrows, and military daggers are placed in convenient positions.

After the equipment was ready and checked to make sure it was correct, the Holy Mother took two team members to go out and get in a car, drove a section, and made a call from the public phone on the side of the road.

After making a phone call, the car continued to drive, and soon arrived at the Ussuriysk Art Union, which is also on Nekrasova Avenue, not far from the Ussuriysk Hotel.

The Virgin got out of the car and walked into the gate of the Ussuriysk Art Union. The Virgin greeted the security guards wearing bulletproof vests and holding AK-74U in their hands. With the warm greetings, two packs of cigarettes were released from the Virgin’s hands. It flew out, drew an arc and landed in the hands of the security guard.

After waving to the security guards, the Virgin continued to walk in. Along the way, whether it was the handyman repairing the pipes, the painter who was still painting in the studio, or the teller in the oil painting exhibition room, they all greeted the Virgin cordially, the Virgin From time to time, two packs of cigarettes will be thrown out.

Arriving at the stairway of a building, the pack of cigarettes brought by the Holy Mother just finished throwing away, leading the people directly to the second floor, and stopped in front of a closed office door at the corner of the corridor.

The Holy Mother stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door. After a while, she heard light and thin footsteps coming from inside.

The door opened, and an old man in his early sixties cautiously poked half of his head out of the door. Seeing that it was the Virgin, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Like a child, he jumped out with one step, hugged the Virgin tightly, and murmured Said: "Hello, Yuri!"

Yuri, the Russian name of the Virgin, and Andrei, Sergey, and Vasily, just like Zhang Wei and Xiao Ming, if you shout it on the streets of Russia, countless people will look at it, very universal.

There is no special allusion to the fact that the Virgin Mary has such a Russian name, but in Russia, it is impossible to do without a Russian name, and words like "Yuan" that tend to be pronounced in Chinese are very difficult to use in Russian.

The poor man who has been doing business in Russia for a long time will also give himself a Russian name, just for the convenience of addressing, and some are like real Russians, according to the naming habits here, get a stinky and long name, say It takes more than three seconds to finish.

After entering the room, the Russian old man took the Virgin to a corner of the room and sat down, "Yuri, where have you been all these years?"

"Tkachenko, after I resigned, I still live here, but I just went to other cities."

The Virgin first served in the Far Eastern Military Region, and after retiring, she became a militiaman in Ussuriysk like a domestic film police. She worked at a security point next to the Art Union, so he was very familiar with the people here.

"What are you doing now?" Tkachenko asked.

"My job now is to help others solve their troubles, Tkachenko. Today I am here to help you solve their troubles."

Tkachenko was startled, "Vietnamese?"

"Yes, Vietnamese."

After the Virgin and Tkachenko spoke, after a while, the door of Tkachenko's office was knocked again. It was very loud, rhythmless, and chaotic. The knocker was rude and rude.

When Tkachenko heard the knock on the door, his expression immediately became tense. The Virgin gave him a "hush" and waved his hand to let the two players hide. After a while, he signaled Tkachenko to open the door.

The door was opened, swaying left and right from the door, and four Vietnamese boys walked in carelessly. As soon as they entered the room, several people surrounded Tkachenko, ignoring the existence of the Virgin. One of them asked in a leading manner: " Tkachenko, where is the painting we want?"

"Yes, these paintings are all there."

Tkachenko smirked, ran to the corner, took out a stack of oil paintings that had been prepared a long time ago, and handed them to the Vietnamese boy who took the lead.

Vietnam Boy took the paintings, checked them carefully one by one, and seeing that there was nothing wrong, he handed the paintings to an accomplice, and took out a few dollars from his pocket and stuffed them into Tkachenko's hand. Li, said: "A total of 11 paintings, each 100 US dollars, this is 1100 US dollars, you take it."

Then, without even looking at the Virgin, they turned around and prepared to leave.

Swish, puff, bang, bang, after a series of small sounds, there were four thump, thump, thud, thud, heavy objects falling to the ground.

Three footsteps sounded densely, converging in the same direction. One team member vigilantly leaned against the door to listen to the movement outside; another team member carefully pointed at the four suspected corpses on the ground with an assault rifle; Shot, tested the necks of the four Vietnamese boys, nodded, and confirmed that they were all hung up.

The office fell into silence!

About three minutes later, the door was knocked again, this time the knock was soft and rhythmic.

The door was opened, and two men wearing white masks walked in from the door. Without saying a word, they just nodded at the Virgin.

The Holy Mother nodded in response, then walked to Tkachenko and hugged him, "Tkachenko, I'm leaving first, and I look forward to your achievements surpassing Repin."

Tkachenko choked with sobs, exerted strength with both hands, and hugged the Virgin heavily.

After the three saints left, one of the white masks took out an instrument and took pictures around the corpse, and the other opened a small box, revealing a variety of knives inside, including bone cutting knives, boning knives, etc., and put the box aside. Then he opened another bag and took out a thick plastic film folded into four squares.

One after another, they took out a lot of things, and finally took out a walkman, pressed the play button, and the prelude to "Song of the Defenders of Moscow" came out of the loudspeaker...

Nanyi does not have any artistic talent, but he thinks that he is the same kind of person as those who engage in art and have common characteristics. Some artists get inspiration from messing around with men and women, and he is the same. By getting in touch with women, he can Grab business ideas one by one.

The difference is that Nanyi is not as free and easy as those artists. He throws it away after playing and lifts his pants. Who the hell knows who you are, and you believe what you say on the bed. Nanyi has a conscience and doesn’t fart in his mouth. .

The Ussuriysk Art Union is a palace of art, and it will be leaving in the afternoon. Nan Yi rushed over early in the morning, intending to wash off the smell of copper on his body with art brand shower gel, wash it for nothing, and be a good person.

Arriving at the gate of the Art Alliance, Nanyi saw a tall, at least 184 cm tall girl from Huaguo standing there. When he got closer, he found that the color of her eyes was wrong. She was not from China. She should be It's Ermaozi.

Nanyi heard a kind of appellation for all kinds of Russians. I don't know where it came from. It's a bit interesting.

Generally speaking, all Russians are generally referred to as Lao Maozi; the offspring of Russians and Chinese people are Ermaozi; ", without "sub".

Because the Koreans in Russia have obvious Chinese characteristics, they are also called Ermaozi. The girl in front of Nanyi should be the descendant of the combination of Koreans and Russians, because she wears Korean-specific ornaments. The situation is not easy to say whether it is Ermaozi or Sanmaozi, so it is simply classified as Ermaozi.

After looking at the girl a few more times, Nanyi walked into the gate of the Art Union.

Before coming to a studio, with the consent of the owner, enter the interior to visit. In a typical studio, the small room inside is filled with various paints, fabrics, wood and other oil painting supplies and decoration supplies, and even carpentry tools such as planing axes and saws.

It can be seen that the owner of this studio is an all-rounder. He not only paints by himself, but also carefully crafts the frame by himself.

After visiting the small room, Nan Yi came to the creation room again. Except for the blank doors and windows, almost all the walls were covered with oil paintings. They were divided into regions by age, ranging from the twenties to the fifties. The works of each period are arranged in order from left to right.

There are even more paintings piled up and leaning against the ground and in the corners. Nan Yi roughly estimated that there are as many as 2,500 paintings.

Nan Yi thought it was very interesting, so he began to look at the paintings from the most immature period. From the age of 20 to the age of 40, it gave him the feeling that he was getting more and more incomprehensible. People are people, trees are trees, sky is sky, and earth is earth. Everything seems real. When you are in your late thirties, you can only see layers of color blocks.

Nanyi tried to use the age of the master, that is, the painter, to deduce the world structure when he was in his thirties and the influence of the Soviet revisionist society on him, so as to interpret the hidden connotation of the painting, but... nothing, except that he couldn't understand it. Still don't understand.

It's okay if you don't understand, Nanyi tried to outline a beautiful sentence praising the painting in his mind, not to mention, it was outlined by him, and it was still in multiple languages.

Nodding in his heart, Nanyi knew how to praise the high-priced paintings that he couldn't understand next time.

Being patient, Nan Yi slowly finished reading all the paintings on the wall. When he was done, he left a few words of flattery to the master, and turned to go to another artist's studio.

"Crazy, leave more than 2,000 paintings, how can others fire you, if the price of the painting is fired to tens of millions of dollars, will your net worth become 25 billion dollars?"

Henry Monet of Dabifan once reported to Nanyi that he had signed a gifted painter in his thirties. His works were collected in the Dabifan art exhibition hall, half of which were for sale and half for collection, step by step. If you want to push up the price of the painter's paintings, you will wait for the painter to hiccup one day and push the price of some paintings to tens of millions.

It doesn't take long for that talented painter to burp. In order to find inspiration, the talented painter sucked it up a few years ago. His body has long been hollowed out, and he will fall down at any time and never get up again.

In order to gild this talented painter, Da Bifan has done a lot of charity outside in his name, and now he is waiting for the moment when the real death comes, and then help him fabricate a decent way of death.

For example, after painstakingly completing a posthumous work, he vomited blood and died in front of the canvas. The blood was sprayed on the painting, and a flower of life splashed out. This mouthful of old blood is worth tens of millions of dollars.

In fact, Nanyi didn't spend half a day in the Art League, he left after only two hours, and went to Huaguo City, which is very lively at night, in several places where Chinese people do business. Entertainment venues can be seen everywhere in Russia. Passing by the door, Nan Yi met a middle-aged couple in their fifties who set up a shoe repair stand in the corner of a building.

The Far East is now full of Chinese people everywhere, and small businessmen who specialize in serving Chinese people have also followed, such as shoe repairers, laundry and prying machines, restaurants, food stalls, and so on.

At the entrance of a small park, Nanyi bought a leek box and a fried eggplant box from a food stall, and bought a Uzbekistan mutton bun from the stall next door. The appearance is exactly the same as the leek box, but the fillings are different. .

Buying delicious food, I sat on a bench at the entrance of the park and ate slowly. A policeman with a baton on his waist saw Nanyi and wanted to come up to check his passport, but he gave up his mind when he saw the bodyguards around him. , Pretending not to see it, turned around and stopped another Chinese.

The Chinese people who were stopped showed panic. The police saw that it was the right way to stop, but after receiving the passport, they found that they were unqualified, and they had overstayed.

Fines are the means by which the police in many countries punish people who violate the rules. Russia checks passports here. Some countries like to catch gambling. Not only can they collect gambling funds, but they can also pay another fine. It is a good way to generate income. They also often do things like catching gambling, whoever catches them is theirs, and whoever they love.

Gamblers and gamblers tried their best to evade arrest. You can gamble with a table in the mountain nest, and you don’t dislike it in the graveyard. If you have a little capital, you can get a minibus. There are mobile casinos here.

The shack on the construction site, the grass nest for watching the fish pond, the cowshed, the pigsty, etc., all places you can think of will become places for gamblers to gamble. It is difficult for people who don’t know to imagine a group of gamblers smelling pigs. It's hard for them to sit next to pig shit and gamble tens of thousands of dollars.

The two Russian girls with beer bottles in their hands wanted to sit on the chairs. Seeing Nan Yi and the others there, they missed the chairs and continued to move forward. They stopped by a big tree and leaned against the tree to chat and drink. , laughing from time to time.

When Nanyi finished eating the leek box and was about to deal with the mutton buns, a thirty-five or six-year-old man hesitated for a while, then walked straight to Nanyi.

"Hello, are you from Huaguo?"

The man passed the risk assessment and was put into Nanyi's side.

After taking a bite of the mutton bun, Nan Yi raised his head and said vaguely, "What's the matter?"

Saying that, Nanyi looked at the man, he didn't look like a businessman, he couldn't tell what he was doing for a while.

"My name is Yang Shu. I just came from China. I'm not familiar with the place where I live. Come here and get to know me so that I can take care of you in the future."

Yang Shu's remarks made Nan Yi laugh secretly, but any normal person would not take the initiative to approach him, unless he was blind and couldn't see the dozen bodyguards around him, or he had ulterior motives.

"Hello, Comrade Yang Shu, I am the head of the first deception unit directly under the Siberian column of the 1087th bureau of the Revolutionary Export Committee, disguised as James Bond, code-named 007, and the slogan liberates the world, freedom belongs to the people."

Yang Shu was slightly taken aback by Nanyi's words that he didn't follow the routine. He didn't know how to proceed. He came to Ussuriysk this time to collect and write about the gang, so that he could complete his long-awaited work. Seeing that these people didn't look like they were doing business, he approached him and struck up a conversation. , This, what is the number of ways?

Seeing the astonished poplar, Nan Yi smiled slightly, and patted the bench seat, "Sit down, Comrade Yang, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't play around, I won't stay here for long .”

Yang Shu sat down according to his words, weighed it in his heart, and expressed his true thoughts with some reservations, "I am a reporter, and I want to know more about the Stepping Gang. I see that a group of people like you Gathering together may have something to do with the Stepping Gang, so I came to say hello."

"Comrade Yang, then you are wrong. We are not only decent people, but also do not live in Ussuriysk. If you want to inquire about the gang, I suggest you go to the Ussuriysk Hotel, go to the big market, where Two places, you can definitely reach the people you want to reach."

As Nanyi said, his eyes looked not far away. The girl he saw at the Art League in the morning appeared in his sight again, and judging from the route she was traveling, it should be directed at him.

As soon as Nan Yi put down his thoughts, the girl had already walked up to him and greeted him, "Hello, sir."

The girl was wearing a white dress with a smile on her face. She looked like a beautiful and pure angel under the warm but not hot sunlight.

Nan Yi motioned to the other side of the bench that was empty. The girl was generous. Seeing Nan Yi's movements, she sat down gracefully in front of Nan Yi, took out a cigarette case and a lighter from her bag, and skillfully He took out one, clicked it, lit it, and then asked again: "I saw you at the Ussuriysk Art Union just now, did you go to the art exhibition?"

Yang Shu on the other side heard the girl's words and guessed what was going on after thinking about it. Since Nanyi said that just now, he shouldn't be able to find out other things here, so it's better not to disturb the beautiful beginning of a relationship.

After talking back and forth, Nan Yi watched Yang Shu leave, and then turned to look at the girl.

The girl's smoking posture is very beautiful and will not be annoying, but Nanyi always feels that there is a bit of acting in it, so he changes his eyes and adds a bit of "sex", sweeping from the face to the neck, under it Stop at five or six centimeters, sweep left and right, continue down, and stay on the skirt for several seconds.

Seeing Nanyi's gaze, the girl was not upset, but smiled lightly, showing her white teeth, and said, "Most of the Chinese people who come to Russia to do business have no culture and don't care about art. I have never seen Other Chinese people go to the Art League. You are special, I noticed you at the gate of the Art League."

Nan Yi grinned, suddenly, he was full of interest in the girl in front of him, he was eager to see what kind of red, pink would the girl's cheeks appear after being slapped? crimson?

"Your Chinese is very good, where did you learn it?"

The girl exhaled a smoke ring, tilted her head, and pretended to be innocent, "When I was studying at the Ussuriysk State Teachers College, I majored in Chinese. The customs are very familiar."

"Excellent, my name is Ni Die, I'm on the bed, what about you?"

"Lilia."

"Lilia, Lily, what a good name."

Nanyi and Lilia shook hands, felt for calluses by the way, and ate some tofu.

Nanyi and Lilia then chatted speculatively for a long time. About the differences in customs between China and Russia, about the differences between Eastern and Western concepts, and about the differences in the national conditions of China and Russia.

From astronomy to geography, chatting from flying in the sky to running on the ground, jumping into the water, chatting about swimming in the water, all-inclusive, chatting about everything.

Even, Nanyi also revised the scene of his first meeting with Sophie Marceau and told Lilia, including what happened in the room. Lilia didn't become angry from embarrassment, but continued to listen to Nanyi with relish.

Up to this point, Nan Yi has already confirmed that Lilia's appearance in front of him definitely has ulterior motives, and it's not the intention of a sugar daddy, but it is possible to tie his rich money to a meat ticket.

The two of Nanyi chatted very speculatively, as if there was an illusion of seeing each other late, and in a flash, they chatted for more than three hours and missed lunch time.

It was close to two o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Yi looked at his watch "inadvertently", and then realized that it was a little late, looked around, and found that there were no restaurants around, Nan Yi said: "Lilia, let's find a place to eat thing?"

Lilia didn't even hesitate, and nodded in agreement.