Great Power Army Reclamation

The second time I came to Moscow was with my daughter. Yang Geyong didn't look for Dasha. Although Dasha helped him so much, except for guilt, he really couldn't talk about liking or loving this girl.

Most men are like this. They meet women from their own beds as soon as they open their eyes. Basically, I don't care. Love has nothing to do with sensuality.

Yang Geyong came to see Anton again this time. Although Akkoly had a large social circle, he was nothing in Moscow. Because he already knew Anton's home, Yang Geyong didn't make a call until he was near his home.

Anton happens to be at home at this time, and now his main task is to help Yang Geyong recruit talents and build production lines. However, this work has also encountered a bottleneck recently. That is, the engine can be obtained, but the production line has been unable to get it.

Anton was a little worried. This would be a bottleneck. If the Gas Factory knew that Northern Xinjiang was mass-producing its own trucks without authorization. Not to mention that there will be diplomatic disputes, the engine will definitely not be sold to the outside world.

In that case, all Anton's efforts would be in vain. Because the engine is the core of the vehicle, Anton has been worrying about this for a long time, but he has gained nothing.

When Yang Geyong arrived, Anton quickly went down to greet him. When I got downstairs, I was very surprised to find that he was bringing a little girl with him. After asking, I found out that it was his daughter. In such a cold weather, Anton quickly let them into the house.

Ayi Jiang greeted everyone obediently, hugged Anton's wife tightly in his arms, and wanted to give her all the delicious food in the house.

"Yang, the engine thing is not easy to deal with." Seeing Yang Geyong, Anton said helplessly.

Yang Geyong nodded: "Don't put too much pressure on, things will always be solved. And given the current situation in your country, it is unlikely that they will stop engine sales. After all, so many workers need to eat."

"Then what are you doing here this time?" Seeing that Yang Geyong didn't pay too much attention to this matter, Anton felt a little strange.

"I want to buy some polyethylene and polypropylene raw materials. They are pellets. I wonder if Anton has such materials?"

Anton thought for a moment, stood up and went to the bedroom to take out a small book. After flipping through it for a while, he finally found a name. "Yang, this person is the director of the factory that produces chemical raw materials. Let me contact him for you."

The call got through, and Anton greeted me warmly. Then he implicitly explained that a Chinese friend wanted to buy plastic pellets. Unexpectedly, they were very excited when they heard about it. Come and see him soon.

It turns out that his factory is currently having difficulty selling, and the workers have not been paid for two months. Naturally, I can’t wait to hear that someone wants to buy the product.

Yang Geyong originally wanted to leave Ayijiang at Anton's house and pick her up after he finished talking. But although Ayijiang didn't cry, he kept looking at his father with pitiful eyes. Yang Geyong was so hard-hearted that he picked him up and walked out.

The location is a tavern not far downstairs. Anton said the caviar here is very famous. However, Yang Geyong loves to eat meat and really has no appetite for such fishy things. Ayi Jiang followed his father on this point.

The factory director's name was Sokolov. He was not tall, about forty years old, and his bald head was shiny. The most conspicuous thing on his face is a huge red nose with rosacea. However, the whole person does not look disgusting, but rather happy.

When I saw Anton, I gave him a tight hug: "Anton, you are my lucky star. You never contact me, but you become my God of Wealth the first time you call."

Sokolov's movements and voice were loud, which attracted the attention of people in the tavern. Sokolov didn't take it seriously at all and came to hug Yang Geyong again. But Yang Geyong was holding the child in his arms and just shook his hand gently.

Sokolov was obviously a little disappointed and complained to Anton: "Anton, this friend of yours is a bit like the cold wave in Siberia."

Anton shrugged: "This cold wave is here to give you rubles. If you are afraid of the cold, just hide in your coat and don't reach out!"

Sokolov pretended to think: "No, my friend, compared with cold and hunger, I still succumb to cold."

The three people laughed. I chose a table and sat down.

"Yang, when did you come?" came a voice. Yang Geyong turned his head and was stunned. He was really afraid of what would happen. He didn't expect Dasha to be eating here. Apparently she had just come in and was attracted by Sokolov's voice. She looked up and saw Yang Geyong.

Anton naturally knew Dasha, the two said hello and introduced Sokolov. The two men nodded slightly.

Dasha came with a companion. The companion was a girl who was smaller than her. She was not tall and petite, but very beautiful. When the girl saw the crowd, she didn't come over. She just stood there and watched.

Dasha glanced at Ayi Jiang: "Who is this?" She knew that Yang Geyong was not married.

"My daughter." Yang Geyong didn't have time to explain anything to her, so he simply answered.

Dasha was stunned for a moment, then took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, tore open the package and handed it to Ayi Jiang. Ayi Jiang took a bite and showed a sweet smile: "Auntie is so beautiful!"

Everyone thought that the little girl was going to praise the delicious chocolate, but unexpectedly, the cute baby opened her mouth and praised the person who gave her the chocolate, which made her laugh.

Dasha reached out and took Ayi Jiang over: "How about we go over there to eat with aunt? Let dad talk about things here?" Ayi Jiang nodded obediently.

Ayi Jiang followed Dasha to their table. The three men continued to talk about things. At this time, the waiter happened to pass by their table. Yang Geyong took out a ruble and handed it to him: "Give something good to that table and we will settle the bill here later."

The waiter took a look at the face value, quickly put it away and nodded his thanks. Such generous guests have been rare recently.

Sokolov asked Yang Geyong in detail about the varieties and quantities he needed. In fact, Yang Geyong didn't know much about this. He just said that he wanted to buy raw materials that could be made into daily necessities.

Sokolov understood it as soon as he heard it, so he recommended several. As for the price, Yang Geyong didn't argue with him. He just said: "We will need goods for a long time in the future, and I hope Sokolov can give me a fair price."

Sokolov waved his hand indifferently: "The price I give you is lower than what is sold domestically. If you encounter the same product in the future, you can consult their price yourself."

After saying this, Sokolov paused: "Yang, you know, we have encountered some difficulties in the country recently. Can you change your settlement method, that is, instead of using rubles, use goods transactions? Otherwise, I will get the rubles and distribute it. Workers can’t buy anything either.”

Yang Geyong nodded: "That's no problem. What I do is border trade."

November has begun, dear friends, it will definitely get better and better.