Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

Sure enough, after hearing this, Sholokhov gave Zhao Zhuo a meaningful look:

"Oh, what supplies did Mr. Zhao prepare?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly, then shook his head:

"Let me put this issue aside for now."

Hearing this, Sholokhov shook his head helplessly.

But after all, he broke his promise first, so he couldn't keep asking Zhao Zhuo for details.

What's more, no matter what price Zhao Zhuo offered, as long as the bid was successful, Sholokhov would be able to get one-tenth of the benefit. This is why he did not dare to make any gestures to Zhao Zhuo.

After all, this one-tenth of the benefit fee was originally used for Sholokhov to directly connect Zhao Zhuo and Dala Automobile Factory.

But now, the exclusive business has turned into competition, and the situation has become much more complicated.

So Sholokhov had no choice but to say:

"In that case, let's go directly to the conference room. Several other guests are already waiting."

Seeing this, the bidding will begin soon.

"Are you in such a hurry? Let's rest first and have a meal."

Yalikov frowned and said.

He and Zhao Zhuo had come all the way from Moscow, and it was considered a long journey.

Sholokhov smiled sheepishly when he heard this:

"I also know that I should let you settle down first, but there is no way. The factory director has already spoken, and you will start bidding as soon as you come.

Now the other bidders are already waiting."

Yalikov frowned and was about to say something more, but was stopped by Zhao Zhuo.

"In that case, let's go there quickly so we can finish the bidding early and have a rest and eat early."

Hearing this, Sholokhov nodded gratefully towards Zhao Zhuo:

"Yes, let's participate in the bidding first. After a while, I will personally arrange a place for you to rest and eat."

So, Zhao Zhuo and Yalikov followed Sholokhov to the conference room on the roof of the building.

At this time, many people were already sitting inside.

The man sitting in the main seat is Kirill, the director of Dara Automobile Factory.

Kirill looks to be about fifty years old, of medium height, and does not have the pot-bellied figure common among middle-aged Soviet men. He is even a little thin.

It can be said that he does not look like a typical Soviet person.

However, Zhao Zhuo noticed Kirill's eyes as soon as he entered the door.

Although it seems careless and even a little mindless, it is extremely profound.

When Zhao Zhuo entered the door, Kirill immediately focused his eyes on Zhao Zhuo, and then showed a polite smile.

This made Zhao Zhuo understand immediately that Kirill was not a simple person.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao."

Kirill said in stumbling Chinese.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help being surprised, then smiled slightly and replied in Russian:

"Hello, Mr. Kirill, I have long admired your name."

The reason why Zhao Zhuo still spoke Russian even though Kirill spoke Chinese was because he heard the extremely blunt Chinese and guessed that Kirill didn't know much Chinese.

Sure enough, when he heard Zhao Zhuo speak proficient Russian, Kirill also showed a surprised expression, even more surprised than Zhao Zhuo just now.

Because Zhao Zhuo's Russian is already very fluent.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to know Russian."

Kirill stopped speaking Chinese and spoke in Russian.

"Hahaha, how can you do business with Soviet friends without knowing a few words of Russian?"

Zhao Zhuo said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Kirill couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"I appreciate what you said."

Following Kirill's praise, Zhao Zhuo also felt several unkind looks from around him.

These glances were naturally projected from other businessmen who were already seated.

Because, each of them brought a translator...

It was also at this time that Zhao Zhuo carefully looked at the several businessmen who were already seated around him.

There were six people in total, obviously a Chinese and a Soviet translator.

Among the three Chinese people, there was a young woman with a delicate face, a man in his twenties who looked carefree, and an old man.

After Zhao Zhuo and Yalikov took their seats, Sholokhov made an introduction.

The young woman's name is Sun Xiaoyu, and she is the person in charge of a lumber factory.

The name of the man in his twenties was Liu Hao. Sholokhov's specific identity was not stated clearly, but it probably meant that Liu Hao's family specialized in foreign trade with the Soviet Union.

The old man, known as Uncle Da, has a fleet of cars and specializes in logistics business.

When it was finally his turn to introduce Zhao Zhuo, Sholokhov introduced that Zhao Zhuo was the owner of the photo studio.

Upon hearing this identity, the other three people all looked at Zhao Zhuo, seemingly not understanding how a photo studio owner could come here.

After being stunned for a moment, Liu Hao sneered:

"Hmph, the forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds. How can a photo-taker do such a big business?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo glanced at Liu Hao lightly:

"do you have any opinion?"

As soon as he said this, the whole place suddenly became quiet.

No one else expected that even before the bidding started, there was a smell of gunpowder.

When he heard this, Liu Hao also mocked and said, not to be outdone:

"I'm afraid that you can't afford it at all, so you'll come here to join in the fun and waste our time."

Zhao Zhuo had no expression on his face and said lightly:

"none of your business."

"Forehead…"

Upon hearing this, Liu Hao suddenly didn't know what to say.

Zhao Zhuo only used eight simple words to silence Liu Hao, and immediately gained the upper hand in terms of momentum.

Liu Hao was speechless for a moment and was a little angry. He was about to say something obscene, but was stopped by Sholokhov?

"If you two want to compete, you might as well save your energy and compete with each other in the bidding later."

As soon as he said this, Liu Hao could only sneer and turn his head to the side.

It seems that he has not forgotten his own job of purchasing cars.

However, Sholokhov seemed to be impartial in the fight, but in fact he was looking at Liu Hao's words when he wanted to speak, and was secretly helping Zhao Zhuo.

At this moment, Sun Xiaoyu on the side also smiled and said:

"This Mr. Zhao Zhuo is really eloquent."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly:

"No, no, the beauty is so humble."

Hearing Zhao Zhuo directly calling her beautiful, Sun Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then blushed slightly.

In this day and age, people mainly call them gay, and calling them "beauties" is rare.

While Sun Xiaoyu blushed, she did not forget to look at Zhao Zhuo secretly, and she was suddenly full of curiosity about Zhao Zhuo.

The old man didn't speak the whole time, he just looked at the small conflict in front of him with a smile, not knowing what he was thinking.

For a time, everyone had their own thoughts.

It was in this atmosphere that the bidding officially began.