Endless Gods and Heroes

"What are you looking for for my father?" Although it was not for him, the middle-aged Maozi still asked calmly. His father is already over 70 years old and still someone is looking for him?

"It turns out Mr. Maxim is your father." Wang Tieniu smiled and asked Anna to translate, "Can you speak English?"

"Although I'm not particularly fluent, I can speak it." The middle-aged Maozi felt relieved when he saw that the other party didn't look malicious, "I am his son Aljem."

"I am Tieniu Wang. I am just my girlfriend Anna. I am from China." Wang Tieniu smiled and took two steps forward to stand beside him and extended his hand to him. "We have some things that we would like to consult." Mr. Maxim’s.”

"China?" Aljem let out a sigh of relief. "I saw you fighting with those gangsters, and I thought you were one of them." What he said was very direct.

"Is Mr. Maxim at home?" Wang Tieniu quickly changed the subject without taking it seriously. This Algem didn't look very emotional. His clothes and complexion were obviously not very good either.

"Yes, come in. Aljem opened the thick iron door with the key. "Mom, there are guests!"

"Thank God this time the guests are here and not debtors! Those damn guys!" A short, plump old woman came out of the room and looked at the combination of Wang Tieniu and Anna in surprise. "Ladies, Gentlemen, you don’t dress like people from our area.”

After listening to Anna's translation, Wang Tieniu shrugged and said with a smile, "Of course, I am Chinese, and I came to Mr. Alsim after being introduced by Mr. Valle."

"Are you in the same group as that person last time?" A tall, thin old man with gray hair and some scars on his face walked out of a room that looked like a study. "He recommended a car to me inexplicably. I can hear him. His accent has a Chinese accent."

His English pronunciation is very standard but not very fluent. It is obvious that he has studied hard but does not use it very often. As a result, he said, "Tell me, why did old guy Valena ask you to come to me? By the way, how is his life in China?" Sample?"

"Mr. Valle is living a pretty good life." Since he can speak English, it is easier to communicate. Wang Tieniu replied with a smile, "He is now living a retired life in China, and he can get the equivalent of an equivalent amount every month." on an income of $1,100.”

"God, he can actually get so much money?!" Algem couldn't help but exclaimed, while Maxim showed an indignant look. After seeing their expressions, the old lady Maozi quickly asked His son asked what happened, and after learning the news, he showed the same expression as his husband.

"Damn! I can only get a pension of 15,000 yuan a month! That's equivalent to 161 US dollars! Damn it! Damn it! I still have 4 higher education certificates! I can only buy the cheapest yogurt when I go to the supermarket々| |!" Maxim's neck turned red with excitement. He raised his hands above his head and roared angrily, circling around the room.

"This is too much, this is really too much." Aljem murmured. Mauritius is now stretched thin in terms of pensions. Not only has the retirement age been extended repeatedly, but with the depreciation of cranium cloth, most elderly people The pension is even less than 1,000 yuan.

Wang Tieniu did not speak, but waited silently for them to vent their emotions. After a long time, Maxim said to the main Tieniu in frustration, "Why did Valle ask you to come to my lord? Just to show off his old age." Life?"

"I bought the An-225 and all its production lines and technical data and have shipped them to China. Now I need someone to help me evaluate what is needed to re-produce this big guy. Of course, I also need to evaluate He carries out modern modifications." Wang Tieniu said straight to the point.

"You! Say! What! What!" He was even more excited than he had just heard that Valle had received a high pension. Maxim could be described as having his eyes split open, and his glasses were instantly filled with bloodshot eyes.

He looked at Wang Tieniu in shock, as if he had heard the most outrageous thing in his life.

Wang Tieniu repeated it again in English, and asked Anna to repeat it again in Mao Wen. Maxim's hands were shaking violently after listening.

"Do you want to re-produce the An-225?" Aljem looked at Wang Tieniu in shock. He now understood what this young man was here to do. He actually wanted to fulfill his father's lifelong dream.

"How should I believe that what you said is true? You can't cruelly let ten old people have hope in the grass in the last stage of their lives and then cruelly destroy it." Maxim wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand. murmured.

Wang Tieniu clicked on his mobile phone. It can be said that he came prepared this time. All the videos were real shots, with no trace of fraud. The various Chinese signs on the background clearly told the other party that these devices had been piled up. In a completely new place.

"Great! This is great!" Maxim kept repeating this sentence. "Finally someone understands its value!"

It doesn't matter to him who produced the aircraft, and he doesn't care that Wang Tieniu is Chinese and wants to re-produce the aircraft, as long as he is not from Mi Lijian, although they don't like this aircraft either.

"Then can I hire you to go to China as the chief engineer of this project?" Wang Tieniu said with a smile, "to be fully responsible for the preliminary evaluation of the reconstruction of this aircraft."

"How wonderful it would be if I heard this news five years ago." What Wang Tieniu didn't expect was that Maxim actually sighed.

"Sit down first." Seeing his father stooped down instantly, Aljem quickly helped him sit down on the sofa, and invited Wang Tieniu and Anna to sit down as well. At the same time, he asked his mother to pour wine for Anna and Wang Tieniu. Serve a cup of tea.

Wang Tieniu picked up the copper cup and took a sip while looking at the slightly turbid drink that had something added in it. A sweet taste came through, and he immediately put down the cup calmly.

As a native of Wu Mao country, Anna was used to drinking this kind of low-quality Mao type sweet tea, but since she followed Wang Tieniu, her taste has also changed rapidly, and she has become more and more accustomed to the fragrant and fragrant tea brewed by Zhao Huiyin. Tea, so she took a symbolic sip and placed the cup on the old coffee table filled with various sundries.

"One day a few years ago, my father was walking down the street with his briefcase, and just like the gangsters you meet today, he also met these scumbags who thought my father's bag contained money. , In fact, they were just some important documents." Aljem began to describe the incident a few years ago to Wang Tieniu "||My father refused their request for the briefcase, and then he was brutally beaten by them , the beating of an old man in his sixties lasted for about ten minutes, and they did not escape until the patrol officers came."

Wang Tieniu turned to look at Maxim. He now knew where the scars on the other man's face came from.

"Then what? Did the patrol catch them?" Wang Tieniu asked.

"How is that possible! None of those incompetent guys were caught!" Artem said angrily, "There is no compensation! My father can only bear all this in vain."

Wang Tieniu shrugged. He was not good at commenting on the other country's affairs.

"How is Mr. Maxim's health? I hope this accident did not have a great impact on him." Wang Tieniu turned to look at Maxim and asked, he did not want justice, if the other party is willing to work for him I can give him a generous salary so that he can enjoy his old age comfortably.

"My father suffered a lot of heavy blows on the head." Aljem said bitterly, "The most precious treasure in his mind - his knowledge, can no longer cope with much of it (Mom money!"

Wang Tieniu looked at the old man in silence. He didn't expect that another designer of the An-225 had such a miserable life. I guess this was something Valle didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't recommend Maxim to himself.

"Okay." Wang Tieniu silently took out a thick stack of U.S. dollars from his handbag and placed it on the table. The amount was a full ten thousand U.S. dollars. Although the other party could not help him, he was just out of curiosity. I felt sorry for the old man and wanted to help him a little.

"What does this mean?" Artem's eyes stared straight at the pile of green things on the table. At today's exchange rate, this ten thousand dollars can be exchanged for 920,000 rubles. This is equivalent to earning 1.5 million dollars per month. For my old father who has a pension, and for myself who earns 80,000 yuan a month, this is more than half a year's income.

"It's nothing, just out of respect for the An-225 designer." Wang Tieniu stood up with a smile and said, "In that case, I won't disturb Mr. Maxim. I wish you a happy life."

Just when Wang Tieniu and Anna were about to leave, Maxim looked at the dollars on the table and hesitated before saying, "Please wait a moment." "

"?" Wang Tieniu looked back at him doubtfully. .