Military Industry of Great Powers: Build the Strongest Flanker

Fifteen minutes later, Ma Si Changxing came back in a hurry. From the look on his face, he knew that the call had been connected.

This is a good thing for everyone, but after being happy, everyone feels sad...

The Mao Xiong is no longer as strong as it used to be. This is the emotion that everyone unconsciously expresses.

Seeing beautiful women always makes people feel happy, especially Salipova Natasha with her exotic style. She smiled and told everyone that the car was ready, and the Klimov Design Bureau also sent two deputy The manager followed the Chinese staff to express condolences to their seniors.

But they said it was condolences, but their hands were empty.

It was still the same minibus. Zhao Guoqing sat in the last row as a habit. To his surprise, Natasha also sat over.

"The flashlight you gave me is great. It's very bright. I've never seen such a bright flashlight. Thank you!"

"You've already thanked me, Natasha." Zhao Guoqing took out the mobile phone in his pocket and asked, "Natasha, can you tell me where I can buy a mobile phone here?"

"You can find it at the Friendship Store you want to go to. These things are not cheap!"

"What else is in the store?"

Natasha smiled awkwardly and said, "You will know after you go there!"

Zhao Guoqing asked Natasha where she learned Chinese, and she said it was at the School of International Relations at Moscow State University.

“Why choose Chinese!”

Natasha said: "Maybe because I was bored, I started to learn English and then French. I told my friend Yalivac that there are four years in college, and I completed the courses in one year, leaving the rest I don’t know what to do after three years?”

Zhao Guoqing gave a thumbs up and said in English: "You are a genius, Natasha. Your friends must be very depressed! What happened next?"

"Haha^_^!" Natasha smiled and said in English, "You know English too. It seems your friend is also very depressed!"

"They said, I am so smart, let's see if I can challenge the most difficult language in the world. Well, Chinese is really difficult. It took me three years to learn a little bit, and I can only do some simple communication..."

He knows Russian, English, French, and Chinese, and is related to Mikoyan...

Well, Zhao Guoqing is tempted by such a talent...

Zhao Guoqing always spoke straightforwardly. He said: "Natasha, are you interested in a job worth five hundred dollars a month?"

"..." Natasha looked stunned, then shook her head and said in English: "Mr. Zhao, I think such a good job will be attractive to you too!"

She is such a smart girl, so hard to deceive!

Zhao Guoqing said to Zhou Li: "Give me a G8850!"

Zhou Li took out a brand new G8850 mobile phone and gave it to Zhao Guoqing, who took it and handed it to Natasha.

"Natasha, this is the deposit, if you agree..."

"..."

When I got off the car, I saw a main street. As I walked along, the shelves in the department store were all empty, and the dairy shop was out of milk.

When I walked into the Friendship Store, there were very few things on the shelves.

Most of the goods here are imported, including Japanese TV sets, French red wine, Italian ham, and caviar produced by Mao Xiong himself. It costs forty dollars to buy a jar.

Tu Jinda looked embarrassed. The prices on the goods were beyond what he could afford. His subsidy for this business trip was only one hundred dollars. He said: "National Day, forget it, I heard they are short of food, rice, oil, salt, and sugar by the way. Let's go there early tomorrow morning and line up..."

Zhao Guoqing ignored him and said to Natasha: "Please tell the waiter, please take two boxes of French red, twenty hams, olive oil..."

Tu Jinda's face turned pale.

"I can't afford to pay back the National Day!"

He just calculated that for just this little thing, more than two thousand dollars would be gone.

"You don't need to pay back, they are all our friends. Although many of them are gone, the friendship is still there, right!"

"..."

The purchasing power of two thousand US dollars is still considerable, and it is a big pile. After loading it into the car, Zhao Guoqing also left two bottles of red wine for the two deputy managers. Seeing that they were as happy as children, everyone sighed...

Natasha asked Zhao Guoqing after getting in the car.

"Mr. Zhao, are the job opportunities you mentioned still there? By the way, can you tell me what I need to do? Where to work?"

Zhao Guoqing took out his mobile phone and said: "Natasha, this mobile phone is produced by the factory where I work. I hope you can come to work in China. What you need to do is to let people all over the world buy my mobile phone, including you bears." …”

"You did this?" Natasha screamed: "How is it possible? This... is so advanced... we can't even produce it..."

Well, stereotypes are hard to change.

"Natasha, think about it!"

"..."

Fortunately, Mr. Tu's old acquaintances in Leningrad, Semirnov, Zayepov, and Mirnowski, lived together. They were all from the Klimov Design Bureau and lived in the model building of the unit.

The model building is also called the Khrushchev Building, with one-bedroom apartments of 30 square meters, two-bedroom apartments of 44 square meters, and three-bedroom apartments of 60 square meters. Such buildings are the same throughout the country.

Compared with China, the living environment is quite good.

Climbing up to the third floor, Tu Jinda immediately recognized the old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face in the corridor.

"Teacher Zayepov, do you still know me?"

Tu Jinda greeted him.

The old man is in good health, walks steadily, and has a smile on his face.

"Comrade Xiaotu, hahaha, I didn't expect to see you again..."

Tu Jinda was also very happy and said: "When you were sent to Shenyang to be in charge of the design of the MiG-19, I had just graduated. Thirty years have passed..."

The meeting between the two attracted many people to watch, and Zhao Guoqing also arranged to distribute the purchased items to each household.

"God is a friend from China!"

"They haven't forgotten their teacher!"

Fierce emotions can dilute time and history. Tu Jinda's tears can explain everything. Chinese people are grateful to the teachers who have selflessly educated them. This has also infected more people...

"It's a pity that Semirnov passed away the year before last. He kept saying before that that the days when he served as the chief division in Shenyang were the most unforgettable for him. He can't forget you very talented students, by the way. , your hard work also impressed him..."

Tu Jinda nodded. Zhao Guoqing could tell that the sixty-year-old Tu Jinda was very tired. After all, he had not rested yet after going through a bumpy journey, but his spirit was very high.

Zhao Guoqing did not forget to ask Zhou Li to take pictures of this thirty-year late meeting, and in his mind, he had a new plan.

Just when Tu Jinda and his party went to mourn in front of the tombstones of Semirnov and Mirnowski.

Zhao Guoqing asked Mr. Sun: "How many people did Mao Xiong help China?"

Mr. Sun said: "I have seen information on this, there are probably more than 20,000 people!"

Zhao Guoqing said: "I would like to ask the relevant departments to organize an event to invite the experts who assisted China back then to visit China while they are still alive, and provide some subsidies to those who are in difficulty. What do you think?"

"..."

"This is going to cost a lot of money!"

Zhao Guoqing smiled and said: "All expenses are sponsored by Zhongxun!"

"real?"

"Absolutely true!"

There are only 20,000 people in total, let’s say 10,000 people are alive! Ten thousand dollars per person is not one hundred million dollars.

But if this is done, the impact will be far-reaching.

Well, the reason is not very pure in the first place!

A year later, the Woolly Bear disintegrated, and two thousand years later, there was a battle with the West for the Woolly Bear experts.

What to fight for?

Ask any furry bear person and most of them yearn for the Western lifestyle.

It was prosperous, prosperous and rich in materials.

In their hearts, China is worse than a furry bear.

Zhao Guoqing took a long breath and said: "I hope we can take the lead in this war!"

"War, what kind of war..." Mr. Sun was a little confused!