Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

Flight to Moscow.

After getting off the plane, my old friend Yalikov had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo's figure, Yalikov vigorously shook the pick-up sign in his hand.

Zhao Zhuo thought it looked familiar at first glance, but when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

It turns out that this is the pick-up sign from last time, and it still has the crooked characters "Welcome, Zhao!"

"I said you are really not embarrassed enough, why did you bring this thing again?"

Zhao Zhuo asked helplessly.

Yalikov looked confident:

"Humph, these words I wrote are just a little ugly in your opinion.

Go and look at other people’s pick-up signs with Chinese characters around you. There are really not many that are more beautiful than mine.”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo looked around in disbelief and found that it seemed to be exactly what Yalikov said.

If Yalikov’s words are crooked and crooked, then others’ words can be said to be uneven and crab-crawling...

"Okay, okay, you must be a Huaxia Tongxing."

Zhao Zhuo agreed with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Yalikov became even more proud.

The two of them were old friends, and there was not much exchange of greetings. Yalikov directly took Zhao Zhuo to a nearby restaurant as he was familiar with the place.

Of course, I still drove Yalikov’s old and broken car.

"I beg you, please replace this broken car quickly."

Zhao Zhuo was sitting on Yalikov's broken car, feeling so shaken that his whole body was about to fall apart.

Yalikov looked helpless:

"My friend, do you think I don't want to change? But I can't afford it!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Before coming, he had already inquired about the current automobile market in the Soviet Union.

Even in Moscow, a new car can be bought for just a few bucks.

If it is in a city like Berezniki that has a large automobile production plant, it will be even cheaper.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo's surprised expression, Yalikov immediately understood what Zhao Zhuo was thinking:

"You want to say that Soviet cars are very cheap now, right?"

"That's right."

Zhao Zhuo nodded.

Seeing this, Yalikov shook his head helplessly:

"Cars are indeed cheap, but gasoline is expensive! Although my current car is broken, one advantage is that it saves fuel.

Those new cars are indeed very cheap, but they consume too much gas!

It’s not that I can’t afford a car, it’s that I can’t afford gas!”

Zhao Zhuo understood after hearing what Yali's customer service said.

"I see…"

After a pause, Zhao Zhuo suddenly felt something strange, but he couldn't put it into words.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Zhuo finally came to his senses:

"No, aren't you rich in natural gas and oil? Why is the price of oil so expensive?"

In the memory of Zhao Zhuo's previous life, natural gas and oil resources were the trump card in Lao Maozi's hands, and he always responded to international sanctions by reducing natural gas pipelines and raising oil prices.

Hearing this, Yalikov glanced at Zhao Zhuo in surprise, as if he did not expect that Zhao Zhuo had such a deep understanding of the Soviet Union.

Then Yalikov explained:

"Yes, we do have a lot of oil, but now it is used by those oligarchs as commodity exports to earn foreign exchange, and very little is actually supplied to the country!"

Speaking of this, Yalikov couldn't help but feel angry and itched his teeth.

After hearing this explanation, Zhao Zhuo understood somewhat.

The country of the Soviet Union died to a large extent at the hands of those oligarchs.

Of course, this kind of thing is just for fun. Oil is a national strategic resource. Zhao Zhuo doesn't even have to think about it, and it is impossible to get involved.

At least Zhao Zhuo can't interfere now.

Zhao Zhuo and Yalikov chatted about Berezniki's situation while eating.

Gradually, Zhao Zhuo also gained a deeper understanding of this small town.

Berezniki is a city located in the central and western part of the Soviet Union. Although it is said to be a small city, it is actually quite large. It is located in the Dara Plain and is very rich in mineral resources.

Strictly speaking, the place Zhao Zhuo wanted to go was not Berezniki, but the town of Dara next to the city of Berezniki.

The reason why Dala Town is located outside the city is precisely because everyone in this town is the workers and family members of Dala Automobile Factory.

In other words, the establishment of the Dara Automobile Factory brought an entire town!

The main product of Dala Automobile Factory is Dala freight trucks specially used for long-distance transportation, and its output in the past few years has been extremely high!

However, because the Dara Automobile Factory was established relatively late, it did not produce military vehicles. In addition, during the peace years, everyone paid more attention to car brands such as Volvo.

Therefore, the reputation of Dala trucks has never been very famous.

However, this does not affect its excellent quality.

"If you ask me, you really did the right thing to go to Berezniki."

Yalikov took a sip of the Erguotou brought by Zhao Zhuo, grinned and said with satisfaction.

"Oh, how do you say this?"

Zhao Zhuo asked.

Yalikov forked another piece of beef, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and said vaguely:

"Everyone knows that our Soviet cars are everywhere, and the cheap ones are as cheap as cabbage.

Therefore, countless people go to Volvo factories every day to buy cars.

But precisely because of this, the price of cars has also skyrocketed during this period. In the past, you could buy some daily necessities, but now you can only buy them with hard currency like gold."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but be shocked.

Sure enough, what I can think of, others can also think of.

I thought it was still a blue ocean, but I didn’t expect that someone had already jumped on it.

However, Zhao Zhuo was not disturbed by this.

After all, Yalikov was talking about the scene in Moscow.

Zhao Zhuo asked:

"So what's going on with Berezniki now?"

Hearing this, Yalikov snapped his fingers and said with joy:

"That's exactly what I want to tell you! The Dara Automobile Factory is in a shabby place like Berezniki. Few people know about it, let alone buy a car!

I just called my old classmate this morning and I heard that they can’t even maintain basic supplies for long!”

Seeing Yalikov's excited look, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little dazed:

"I asked, are you a Soviet after all? Why do you look so gloating about others' misfortune?"

Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but look at Yalikov and asked.

Unexpectedly, Yalikov said seriously:

"Of course I am a Soviet, and I am not gloating about others' misfortune.

Think about it, although Sholokhov’s place is almost out of food, you will send them supplies right away!

With this business, you and I can both make money, and Sholokhov can also solve the food problem. What a best-of-both-worlds thing!"

Sholokhov was Yalikov’s comrade-in-arms who was the deputy director of the factory in Berezniki.