Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

After getting the money from Zhang Hao and resting for another day, Zhao Zhuo left Fengtian and got on the train to Moscow before it departed.

The liar before was kind enough and bought him a soft sleeper ticket.

Otherwise, for him, who was accustomed to flying in his previous life, spending six days and five nights in the carriage along the way would undoubtedly be a kind of torture.

No matter how experienced Zhao Zhuo was, he still did enough mental preparation for himself before getting in the car to avoid feeling uncomfortable when the time came.

The room he was in had a door. There were bunk beds in the room, a table in the middle, and a sofa chair next to it.

There is a red suitcase already placed in the room. It is also relatively small in style. You can tell it is a women's suitcase at a glance.

Seeing such an environment, Zhao Zhuo was relieved. It was good to have a woman by his side along the way.

I just hope that this woman must be good-looking enough to see through it.

When Zhao Zhuo had just finished packing and lay down on the bed, the door to the room was pushed open, and a young woman with disheveled hair and a black slim-fitting sweater walked in.

The woman has a good figure, but her figure is limited to a good figure and an average face.

Zhao Zhuo exchanged a few words and just held the newspaper, which seemed like a way to kill time when he was bored.

In six days and five nights, Zhao Zhuo got to know the woman on the upper bunk.

The woman's name is Zhang Qian. Her husband is doing business in Moscow and has always been in contact with his family. But two months ago, there was suddenly no news from him.

Zhang Qian waited for two months, but couldn't wait any longer, so she simply bought a ticket to Moscow to find her husband.

Zhao Zhuo knew clearly in his heart that this man either had a new love over there, or he was already dead.

But he didn't dare to tell his guess, it was not easy for such a woman.

After all, Moscow is in chaos now, and businessmen like them who bring goods there are even more targets for people there.

This incident also made Zhao Zhuo a little more cautious and a little more nervous.

The train stopped at the station. After Zhao Zhuo said goodbye to Zhang Qian, he hurriedly walked out of the station, found a hotel with Chinese characters on the sign, and walked in.

Sitting at the door of the hotel was a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair. His face was dark and wrinkled, and he looked like an old farmer after wearing a military green coat.

However, Zhao Zhuo did not dare to underestimate this guy.

Those who can open a hotel in the local area are not ordinary people. They must have certain connections in the local area.

"Get me a room for two days first."

Zhao Zhuo didn't want to waste any more time looking for other hotels, so he asked for a room directly without asking about the price.

The bald boss took the key and asked Zhao Zhuo for 30 yuan, "A deposit of 10 yuan, which will be refunded when the time comes!"

Zhao Zhuo agreed, and it wasn't too expensive. Anyway, he was just talking about business here, so he didn't need a very good place.

"By the way, boss, do you know that there is a textile factory here that wants to sell equipment?"

Zhao Zhuo is very direct. The people the boss here comes in contact with are from all walks of life and must know some inside information.

The bald boss originally regarded Zhao Zhuo as an ordinary businessman.

But when he heard about equipment problems, he raised his eyelids and looked up and down.

"What, you want to buy that batch of equipment?"

The bald boss was smiling, but Zhao Zhuo couldn't tell how serious this guy was.

But he still nodded, "Hey, I'm here to discuss some other business. The factory asked me to inquire about it and see what the price is."

He did not reveal his purpose directly, "If the price is suitable, then I will talk about it. If it is not suitable, I will reject it."

The bald man nodded, "You've found the right person for me. That guy Yalikov, oh, he's the owner of the textile factory. He and I are old friends."

He paused and looked Zhao Zhuo up and down.

"But, little brother, you are so young, I'm afraid others won't believe it easily."

The price of a complete textile assembly line is not low.

Even if it is a serious factory, it is not an easy task to win such an assembly line.

Zhao Zhuo waved his hand and said confidently: "I really don't have this ability, but our Fengtian Textile Factory does!"

The bald man suddenly understood and simply stopped trying.

"Since you said that, how about you wait a moment and I'll have someone call that guy over and take you over to have a look?"

The bald boss was quite generous and agreed to introduce Zhao Zhuo without asking for any benefits.

Zhao Zhuo didn't expect it to go so smoothly, but he was actually murmuring in his heart.

"Are you listening to what I said and trying to lie to me?"

Although Zhao Zhuo has a lot of experience in the business world, this era is different from the era when he did business.

Nowadays, for the sake of profit, deception and abduction are all petty.

However, although Zhao Zhuo had doubts in his heart, he still pretended to be very excited on the surface.

"Okay, boss, thank you very much!"

The two exchanged some pleasantries and agreed on a time before Zhao Zhuo returned to his room.

After resting for less than half an hour, Zhao Zhuo was woken up by a knock on the door. The voice came from the boss.

Zhao Zhuo tidied up and opened the door.

The person following the boss at this time was a white-skinned old man.

The old man had a red nose, deep blue eyes, a rather bloated figure, and smelled of alcohol, as if he had just finished drinking.

Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but frowned.

"Is this the boss?"

He couldn't believe it, but he felt relieved when he thought that if he really wanted to lie to him, he wouldn't let such an unreliable person do it.

The boss laughed and said, "Yes, let me introduce you. This is Yalikov. Little brother, if you can speak Russian, you can introduce yourself."

Zhao Zhuo sneered in his heart. The two people in front of him couldn't at least convince him now.

To be on the safe side, Zhao Zhuo decided not to expose the fact that he could speak Russian. In this way, many things could be analyzed to be true or false through the conversation between the two.

He smiled pretending to be embarrassed.

"Boss, I really don't speak Russian. Could you please translate it for me? My name is Zhao Zhuo, and I am a representative sent by Fengtian Textile Factory."

The boss quickly translated it in Russian. Zhao Zhuo could understand it completely and translated according to his introduction.

Yalikov rolled his eyelids and looked Zhao Zhuo up and down.

Then he said to the bald boss in Russian: "This guy is so young, he can't be a liar from your side. You old guy, you don't want to cheat me with him, right?"

Zhao Zhuo heard it clearly, but he always had a smile on his face, which made him feel more relieved.

After all, judging by the tone of voice and actions of the two people in front of me, it didn't seem like they were trying to deceive.

The boss seemed a little angry, "I introduced you to someone, and you still want to accuse me of lying to you? Do you still want to sell those broken machines of yours?"