Material Empire

When the train stopped, Qin Hai called everyone to get off the train and came to the platform. This was a train bound for Moscow, and Chita was just a small stop, so not many people got off the train, only Qin Hai and his team were more eye-catching.

Fan Zhiyuan, who led the team, counted the heads several times like a kindergarten teacher, and then reported to Qin Hai: "Boss Qin, everyone is here, how do we go?"

Qin Hai raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, then glanced at the platform, and said, "Wait for a few minutes first, I arranged for a friend to pick him up at the station, he must have been delayed."

"Boss Qin was able to find a friend who picked him up in the Soviet Union. It's really not easy." Fan Zhiyuan complimented casually.

Qin Hai smiled and said, "He's a business friend. As the saying goes, he is an international loser. He has been doing business in the Soviet Union for several years, and I have heard many things about the Soviet Union from him."

Just as he was talking, a Soviet man in a railway uniform with a sizable belly came over and yelled at Qin Hai and the others. Qin Hai's English and Japanese are good, but his Russian is not very good, so he can't understand what this person is saying. The old gentlemen in the delegation who stayed in the Soviet Union hurried forward, some explained to the Soviet man in Russian, and some translated the other party's words to Qin Hai, Fan Zhiyuan and others.

"Xiao Qin, this person is a staff member of the station. He told us not to focus on the platform. He said that there will be other cars entering the station later. If we stay here, it will affect the order of the platform." An old man named Lu Jingrong Mr. said to Qin Hai.

Qin Hai nodded and said: "Forget it, let's get out of the station first. Anyway, the person who meets the station is here, so we have to go out."

Everyone carried big bags and small bags and started to walk outside the station. The staff member stood aside, with a look of hesitation on his face, looking at the group of Chinese people, old and young, as if everyone owed him something.

"Mr. Lu, why do I feel that this person seems to be hostile to us? What did he say just now?" Qin Hai asked Lu Jingrong in a low voice as he walked. He didn't know Russian, so he couldn't guess what the other party was dissatisfied with, so he could only ask Lu Jingrong for advice.

Lu Jingrong turned his head to look at the man, shook his head, and said, "He didn't say anything, he just told us to leave quickly. As for the hostility towards us, I don't know... Maybe it's similar to us in China. That’s how the service is.”

"Well, that's the only way to explain it." Qin Hai said.

Everyone left the station and came to the square in front of the station, thinking that there was nothing to do. Unexpectedly, before everyone stood still, another man in uniform appeared in front of him. This man was much younger than the one on the platform. He looked like he was in his early 20s, with a strong figure, and he was wearing a police suit. Uniform, the face is also extremely ugly.

"You... come from China?" The young policeman uttered a few blunt Chinese characters, his tone much harder than his pronunciation.

"Teacher Lu, I have to trouble you to ask him what he needs." Qin Hai sighed and said to Lu Jingrong.

Lu Jingrong stepped forward and said a series of Russian words, and the other party also answered in Russian, speaking quickly and loudly, and Lu Jingrong's face darkened accordingly.

"Boss Qin, this seems to be asking for trouble. He said he wants to check our passports and luggage." Lu Jingrong said.

"The reason?" Qin Hai asked.

Lu Jingrong said: "He said he received a notice from his superiors to prevent the Chinese from bringing contraband into the territory of the Soviet Union."

"What notice from the superior? Wait for me to ask." Xiao Weihao spoke, and he went straight to the Soviet policeman, and his mouth was fluent in Russian, which shocked Qin Hai.

When Xiao Weihao was negotiating with the Soviet police, Lu Jingrong acted as an interpreter, responsible for translating what the two of them said to Qin Hai. He told Qin Hai that Xiao Weihao asked the policeman what kind of notice he had received, and asked the policeman to show the official document of the notice, but the policeman initially said that there was no need to show the document, and then said that the document was with the leader. These Chinese people don't believe it, so let him go to the police station...

"Is this intentional finding fault?" Heizi frowned at the side and said, based on his experience in the world, he immediately smelled something wrong.

"I've always heard that the atmosphere in the Soviet Union has been getting worse and worse over the years, and extortion by civil servants has become commonplace. Now I see it." Qin Hai nodded with emotion. The motive of the Soviet policeman's actions is already very obvious. He fabricated a reason at random and asked to check everyone's documents and luggage. Of course, it doesn't matter to check the documents, but it is purely difficult to check the luggage. It is conceivable that the trouble of so many people's luggage has been messed up one by one by him.

At this moment, a Chinese man in his 40s with a simple and honest face ran over panting. Seeing the scene, he ignored Qin Hai and greeted Qin Hai, and directly smiled at the Soviet Union. The police went away.

"Seryozha, this is a complete misunderstanding, they are all my friends." The Chinese said to the Soviet police. He spoke slightly stuttering Russian, and Lu Jingrong translated it to Qin Hai in time.

"Thank you, you mean they are your friends?" The Soviet policeman called Sergey finally showed a little smile on his face. It seems that he and the Chinese knew each other and had a good friendship. not bad.

"Yes, yes, they are all my friends. Didn't I tell you yesterday that I will come to pick up my friends today, and they are the ones." The Chinese explained with a smile.

"Oh, I'm very sorry." Seriosha nodded, and immediately changed from an overbearing villain to a well-educated public servant. He stretched out his hand to Xiao Weihao and said, "Sir, it was all a misunderstanding just now, please Never mind."

Xiao Weihao didn't know how to solve the predicament in front of him. In the blink of an eye, all the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, which made him very baffled. However, as a member of the security system, his ability to control his emotions is extremely strong. Seeing the other party's friendly gesture, he quickly extended his hand, shook hands with Sergei Sha, and said, "This is your duty." Where it should be."

"Then, I won't bother you. Thanks, let's make an appointment later." Seryozha said to the later Chinese.

The Chinese said: "You go to work first, I will buy you a drink another day, Erguotou."

Hearing the word drinking, Seryozha's face completely cleared up: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Watching Sergesha leave, Qin Hai stepped forward, smiled and patted the shoulder of the Chinese who came later, and said: "Old Xie, you really have you, the Soviet police can be settled by you .”

"Doing business in the Soviet Union, is it okay if you don't have a good relationship with these three religions?" The man said, "This Serezha is not bad. You're very polite. Alas, Mr. Qin, you blame me for being late, otherwise I wouldn't have surprised you."

Qin Hai pulled the man in front of everyone, and introduced: "Let me introduce to you, this is my friend, Xie Qijin, Mr. Xie. He has been doing international trade in the Soviet Union for several years. This time we are doing business in the Soviet Union. It's all because of his help."

"Boss Qin is too polite. I heard that you are all university students in our country. I am lucky to be able to help you with something." Xie Qijin clasped his fists to everyone and saluted them back.

Speaking of Xie Qijin, he was someone Qin Hai knew when he went to Quwu to buy coal a few years ago. At that time, they lived in the same big room and spent more than ten days together. Xie Qijin is a businessman with poisonous eyes. At that time, he saw that Qin Hai was not an ordinary person, so he deliberately made friends with Qin Hai. Later, Xie Qijin visited Anhe a few times, wholesaled some steel and other materials from Qin Hai and resold them in the country, which can be regarded as some friendship.

At that time, reselling materials in China required a lot of connections. Although Xie Qijin has done some business, he has not developed much. During a chat, Qin Hai pointed out a way for him to try to do border trade with the Soviet Union. Xie Qijin followed the plan, but he did not expect to be successful and became an international business with some achievements. Damn.

After knowing that Xie Qijin had opened up the trade channel of the Soviet Union, Qin Hai's cooperation with him deepened to a new level. Qin Hai helped Xie Qijin get some light industrial products that were in short supply in China, and asked Xie Qijin to sell them in the Soviet Union. At the same time, he asked Xie Qijin to make a lot of local Soviet officials, business leaders, technicians, etc., and collect relevant information. What he was waiting for was this time. action.

Regarding these details, Qin Hai naturally wouldn't tell Xiao Weihao, Fan Zhiyuan and the others too much. They only needed to know that Xie Qijin was Qin Hai's friend and that he could provide them with all kinds of help in the Soviet Union, and that was enough. This Xie Liaosha made things difficult for everyone, and Xie Qijin's rescue later just strengthened this feeling. Everyone fully realized that having a "Soviet master" like Xie Qijin was very important to everyone.

"Old Xie, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you made a fortune in the Soviet Union." After everyone finished exchanging greetings with Xie Qijin, Heizi stepped forward and greeted Xie Qijin with a smile. When Qin Hai went to Quwu to buy coal, he took Heizi with him, so Heizi and Xie Qijin were also old acquaintances.

"Oh, Xiao Fu, I miss you so much." Xie Qijin said exaggeratedly, holding Heizi's hand.

Heizi was full of black lines, wondering: "Old Xie, what do you want me for? I'm not a woman."

"Haha, my old Xie is a good man, and I don't think about women." Xie Qijin smiled, "I miss you, because I think that one day you can help me stop drinking. Good guy, you know the Soviets are so good at drinking, I Lao Xie drank with them, and was knocked down every time. At that time, I thought, if you, Xiao Fu, were by my side, it would be great."

The updates these days are a bit sloppy, one is that the shoulder has been hurting, but it is almost healed; the other is reading a lot of books. The novel has written more than 1 million words, and the inspiration is somewhat exhausted, so I have to recharge to continue writing. After all, writing is not a real codeword, and still needs some source of living water.

I found a copy of "Super Electricity Power" in the new book, and I recommend it to everyone. The author called "I added mushrooms for you", I didn't know him, and he didn't ask me to push the book, but I saw this book by chance and thought it was good.

There are quite a few industrial-themed novels from the recent starting point. Generally speaking, the text of this book is relatively clean, relatively professional, and has a factory flavor. If it is not written in the future, it may become an industrial masterpiece.