Goldfinger is a bit strange

Captain Guo arrived with 30 villagers at noon the next day after Liu Qingshan returned from Dongshan Village.

After getting off the car, the group asked along the way and soon found the warehouse. The warehouse of Longteng Company is still very famous in the city, and most people know the location.

Captain Guo and his team were standing outside the warehouse with their luggage rolls on their backs, and their eyes were not enough.

Large trucks that are usually not seen in a year are lined up in a long line here.

There are also various kinds of goods on the trucks, which make them even more dazzled.

"Village chief, stop looking, let's work quickly, there are so many trucks, and no one is unloading the goods!" A villager shouted.

Yes, work.

Everyone threw away the luggage rolls and prepared to start work.

Wang Yufeng, who was loading a truck nearby, rushed over after hearing the news: "Uncle village head, everyone is here, don't be busy yet, it's time for lunch, and then work after lunch."

"We all eat two meals at home, so you should work first. I see that you are all too busy."

Captain Guo also looked at the vehicles waiting in line to unload and was a little anxious.

"We all have three meals here. If we don't eat enough, how can we have the energy to work? This is the same as the principle of sharpening the knife before chopping wood."

Wang Yufeng didn't say anything, first led everyone to the dormitory, put away the gifts, and then went to the canteen to eat.

"The food is good." A villager muttered, the big white steamed buns were as big as two bowls.

Two dishes, one meat and one vegetable: pork stewed with cabbage vermicelli, with big slices of meat inside.

There was also a spicy tofu, which looked good with rice.

There was also a pickled cabbage vermicelli soup, with some mutton in the soup, which must be delicious.

Wang Yufeng waved his hand and said, "Help yourself. Just make sure you have enough food and don't leave any leftovers."

When the villagers heard this, they immediately rushed over. At home, they could only eat such white steamed buns during the New Year and other festivals.

Many families use black flour to steam buns.

The so-called black flour means that when wheat is crushed into flour, the bran made from the outer seed coat is also mixed in, so the color of the flour does not look so white.

Little did they know that after a few decades, such flour would be more popular.

Because people have evolved from eating enough to eating well, and then to eating healthily.

Captain Guo was not polite either. He directly used chopsticks to poke the middle of the steamed bun and string it into a string, like a candied haws.

It's just that the steamed buns are a bit big, so only three are strung together. This is the first step. After eating, another string will be enough.

People at this time have a big appetite. It is normal to eat five or six steamed buns in one meal. Captain Guo and his friends can eat dumplings at home.

Serve a big bowl of pickled cabbage soup, put the vegetables in a small bowl, and put a big piece of meat in your mouth. It smells so good.

Liu Qingshan is in the office of the warehouse at this moment, gesturing on a map with Sergei opposite.

On the map, the location of Dongshan Village has been circled by Liu Qingshan with a pen.

"Liu, there is a birch forest on the riverside leading to here." Sergei pointed on the map and then said:

"But it's okay, we can cut a road, and it's more concealed, isn't it?"

Sergei smiled and stretched out his hairy big hand: "Liu, happy cooperation."

For their forces, it's not too easy to make a road in the forest.

Liu Qingshan shook hands with Sergei: "Comrade Sergei, it's estimated that there is no way to build a dock there, so our trading time can only be in winter, is this okay?"

On their side, from November to April of the following year, it's all frozen period, which is nearly half a year.

So Sergei had no objection. If he built a wharf or something, it would be too blatant, and he was worried that he could not cover it up.

After the deal was settled, Sergei left in a hurry. He still needed to go back to make some preparations.

Liu Qingshan looked at the time and went to the cafeteria to eat.

When he entered the cafeteria, he saw the tables of Village Chief Guo and his friends, one by one, eating enthusiastically.

Liu Qingshan also picked up a plate of steamed buns, poured a bowl of soup, and then came over: "Everyone is here, Village Chief Guo, how do you feel, are you used to it?"

"Mr. Liu." The villagers greeted him one after another.

Village Chief Guo smiled and nodded at Liu Qingshan: "Mr. Liu, get used to it, your business is really big."

Seeing all this, Village Chief Guo was completely relieved. He felt that their Dongshan Village had turned around and was favored by such a big boss. Everyone should just wait for a good life.

And for farmers who have been digging for food in the soil since they were young, what kind of fatigue and hardship have they not experienced?

Liu Qingshan also chatted while eating, and told Captain Guo that after the meal, he would ask Wang Yufeng to explain the operating rules to everyone first, and safety production must be put first.

Just like fiddling with steel or something, an accident is a big deal.

Longteng Company doesn't care about compensation, the key is that people are injured and disabled, and they can't bear it.

After the villagers finished their meal, they followed Wang Yufeng to the training first, and Liu Qingshan kept Village Chief Guo.

He had communicated with the border guards in the morning, and Sergei had no problem, so the place for the transaction in the future would be Dongshan Village.

In this case, it is necessary to go to Dongshan Village to prepare, especially the simple warehouse for storing goods, which must be built as soon as possible.

Now it is winter, so we can only build an open-air site.

Explain to Village Chief Guo and ask him to follow the convoy back to Dongshan Village tomorrow.

Village Chief Guo was still a little unhappy, he was still thinking about working here to make money.

"Uncle Guo, don't worry, you are also working for our company, so we will still pay you a monthly salary of 150 yuan a month"

Liu Qingshan saw what Village Chief Guo was thinking at a glance, so he smiled and comforted him.

What the hell?

Village Chief Guo's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Then I, I earn more than the township head!"

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded: "And there is a bonus at the end of the year."

"Boss Liu, don't worry, I will definitely do all these things well."

Village Chief Guo almost patted his chest, he understood that people who do such a big business are not short of money at all, as long as he manages the villagers and cooperates with the work, he will definitely not be treated unfairly.

The next day, Ding Shan led the convoy to Dongshan Village, and he would be fully responsible for the things there in the future.

And Liu Qingshan was waiting in Heihe, waiting for Li Tie to come.

What worried him most was Li Tie's team, which was in a foreign country, on the brink of blood, and was traveling to the worst environment in the Baikal Lake area.

In the past two years, the Russians have become increasingly unstable, and killing and robbing is normal.

However, Li Tie and his team did not wait for him, but a group of Russians arrived first.

That morning, Jiang Shuichang led dozens of Russians across the border and came to the office building of Longteng Company. These were the technical personnel that Lao Jiang had recruited.

Liu Qingshan also came to the conference room after hearing the news. Most of them were middle-aged people, including several burly aunts.

Lao Jiang clapped his hands, and then said in fluent Russian:

"Comrades, please be quiet, I will introduce this to you, this is Liu Qingshan, the general manager of our Longteng Company!"

These Russians also clapped their hands, and the atmosphere was quite warm, and then Lao Jiang introduced them to Liu Qingshan one by one.

There were so many people, how could Liu Qingshan remember their names, anyway, it was either this Ski, that Fu, or Wa's.

After shaking hands, they asked everyone to sit down. A few staff members came and made tea for the technicians. Then they started chatting. Lao Jiang was the translator.

"Do you all know about the salary issue?" Liu Qingshan asked first.

Those people nodded one after another. Of course, their salary was good. Otherwise, who would leave their homes and careers to come here to work?

The Soviet Union's technical workers also had a grading system. Speaking of this, the technical level of workers in our country used to be divided into eight levels, with the highest being the eighth-level worker. This system was learned from them.

So the salary issue of these technicians is that they enjoy different treatments according to their levels.

Liu Qingshan didn't intend to cheat them, so he didn't use rubles as the salary standard. Otherwise, in less than two years, the salary they paid to them would all become a pile of waste paper.

Since it is a cooperation, you have to show sincerity. Otherwise, if people don't work hard, it will be meaningless.

Of course, you can't use the currency here, so you still use goods to pay wages.

This is just a standard. It doesn't mean that when it comes to expenses, each person will take a few boxes of wine back.

In addition to the generous treatment, the families of these technicians are also from Komsomolsk-on-Amur. Liu Qingshan also made a promise:

The wages received by these technicians can be distributed in kind through Lao Jiang.

This can also relieve their worries and allow them to work in China with peace of mind, right?

Lao Jiang also handed Liu Qingshan a stack of information, which were all files of these technicians, organized in great detail.

There were photos, personal information, family information, work units and personal specialties, etc., all written in Chinese.

Liu Qingshan roughly flipped through it and was quite satisfied. More than half of these people came from military industrial units in Komsomolsk-on-Amur.

Half of them were engineers, and there were two seventh-level workers, and the rest were mostly fifth- and sixth-level workers.

Liu Qingshan was going to take the information of these people back for a closer study. Seeing that it was almost noon, he went to Longteng Hotel to set up a few tables and held a welcome banquet for these experts and technicians.

Including several senior executives of Longteng Company, there were a total of six tables.

When inviting Russians to dinner, no matter how the dishes are, the wine must be in place.

They don't like sauce-flavored and strong-flavored liquors, so they just serve Erguotou directly.

To Liu Qingshan's surprise, more than a dozen technicians among them don't drink.

It seems that not everyone among the Russians is a big drinker.

Those who don't drink can drink the local small birch beverage, which should be more in line with the taste of the Russians.

The authentic small birch beverage must be made from birch sap, of course. For mass-produced ones like this, it's just a name.

Liu Qingshan first gave a toast, which was nothing more than a welcome, and finally a toast to the friendship between the two peoples.

The atmosphere at the table was quite warm, and the Russians showed great interest in authentic Chinese dishes.

Especially the big goose stewed with dried potatoes in a large bowl, which became the favorite dish of the Russians.

In addition, they prefer to drink tomato and egg soup. Although it is very different from their beetroot soup, it is not easy to eat tomatoes in this month.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, we sent all the guys to the hotel to rest.

Of course, there were a few who were not so promising and were taken away by the waiters.

Liu Qingshan was just about to go to the warehouse to take a look around, but Captain Jiang brought a Russian and said he had something to ask him.

"This is Engineer Korolev." Old Jiang also knew that Liu Qingshan would definitely not be able to remember the names of these Russians at once, so he introduced them first.

Liu Qingshan shook hands with the other party: "Hello, Comrade Korolev, how are you, are you used to our food here? I saw that you didn't drink at the table."

Korolev nodded: "I don't drink much, and I don't want to delay things because of drinking, so I never drink at noon."

This guy is probably in his forties, wearing glasses, and his clothes are also very delicate. He looks very quiet, not as rough as most Russians.

"This is a good habit." Liu Qingshan looked at the other party with a smile, waiting for Korolev to explain his purpose.

Korolev adjusted his glasses with his hand: "Liu, this is it, I need some money, I don't know if I can exchange it from you, I need US dollars."

Liu Qingshan blinked: Another one wants US dollars.

However, anything that can be exchanged for US dollars must be good, so Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded:

"As long as it is worth it, there is no problem at all."

Korolev looked at Liu Qingshan quietly, as if judging the truth of Liu Qingshan's words.

Because of the hostile relationship between the United States and the Soviet Union, the news from the United States is screened and processed before it is known to the Soviet people.

It is precisely because of this that Korolev did not know that Mr. Liu Qingshan in front of him also had considerable assets in the United States, so he changed his tone again:

"Liu, the amount of US dollars I need may be a lot."

Liu Qingshan was a little annoyed by this guy's nagging. When dealing with Russians, he was used to being straightforward. He was really not used to running into such a person out of the blue.

Jiang Shuichang, who was translating next to him, couldn't help but say, "Comrade Korolev, please rest assured that our General Manager Liu's business in the United States is bigger than this one."

Hearing this, Korolev's eyes lit up: "Liu, I need 10 million US dollars!"

This made Old Jiang shudder: You guys, you are crazy about money!

You know, 10 million US dollars is not 10 million rubles. In the current tight foreign exchange situation, even if the National Bank wants to take out this money, it is not easy.

"Comrade Korolev, it depends on whether your things are worth the price?"

Liu Qingshan was interested. He was also very curious about what chips Korolev had in his hand to dare to ask for so much.

Korolev took a deep breath: "I have the formula of several special steels. I wonder if you are interested?"

Liu Qingshan's heart also beat a few times. If it is military steel, it is indeed worth the price.

Although their Longteng Company has been importing special steel for the military, they can't always rely on imports. It's still uncomfortable to be strangled by others.

Although he was excited, Liu Qingshan still looked calm:

"Comrade Korolev, I'm in the trade business, and I don't want to open a steel rolling mill, so let Lao Jiang take you to the hotel to rest."

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky is gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone has splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink has soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds are stacked and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of the gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The city is full of broken walls and ruins, everything is withered, collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The bustling streets in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remains, which is indistinguishable and shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage is deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of gloomy weirdness.

The turbid eyes seem to have some resentment, looking at the mottled stones in front alone.

There, a figure is lying.

This is a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his worn-out coat from all directions, attacked his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog, and sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement will instantly take it off.

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