Great Power Army Reclamation

As soon as Yang Geyong returned to Dasha's house from a date, Dasha's mother told him that a man named Sergey had called him. Let him come back at his convenience.

Yang Geyong, who was making out with his daughter, was stunned for a while. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember who Sergey was? But since I was asked to call back, I had to do so out of politeness.

When the call was dialed, the voice on the other end sounded a little old, as if he was no longer young. "Mr. Sergey? I'm Yang Geyong. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Hearing that the voice was unfamiliar, Yang Geyong asked directly. He knows that people here are more direct in what they say and do, and there is no need to beat around the bush.

"I am Ivan's friend and an engineer at a steelmaking company, but I have retired. Now I need your help." That person was more direct than him.

"What kind of help do you need from me? How about we meet and talk?" Yang Geyong didn't care about Meng Lang and wanted to figure things out first.

"Can you come to Lening University to pick up No. 137? We can talk here." The address was reported over there.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Geyong drove out because he asked his old mother and knew that there might be a residence there. So he bought some food specially. Nowadays, when visiting Moscow, food is the best gift. He learned this.

Lenin Street is a famous street in Moscow. With a total length of eight kilometers, Yang Geyong walked around several times before finding this house number in an alley.

But this house number is actually a courtyard, and there are several buildings inside. Yang Geyong was completely confused. How could he find this?

"Hello, are you Yang Geyong?" Yang Geyong was confused. A little girl suddenly appeared from a corner and asked.

The little girl was very beautiful, her golden hair shining under the street lamp. Because I may not be able to spell Yang Geyong’s name, I spoke very vaguely.

At any rate, Yang Geyong has gotten used to it. Most people he meets cannot spell his name and call him Yang.

"It's me, are you Mr. Sergey's family?" Yang Geyong squatted down and asked.

The little girl stared at him for a while, making sure that he looked different from the people here. So he nodded. Then he took Yang Geyong's hand and walked towards a building.

The building is the second one on the right side of the yard, a red brick-concrete structure. It has aged a lot and looks a bit dilapidated. Not all the lights in the corridor were on.

The two people stumbled to a room on the third floor. The little girl opened the door with the key. The lights in the room were not dim, but the room was not spacious.

This is a room with two bedrooms and one living room, but there are people lying in both bedrooms. Yang Geyong was startled and saw a young woman lying in the west room, so he entered the east room. This old man is probably Sergey.

"I'm sorry, I have a sprained waist. I can't go downstairs, so I can only greet you in this way." The old man seemed a little apologetic and nodded slightly.

Yang Ge was so brave that he didn't care. He put down what he was holding and asked, "Can I help you with anything?"

"Can you get some food? My granddaughter is probably starving. She hasn't had anything to eat in the past two days."

Yang Geyong glanced at the girl behind him and hurried to the kitchen. It's just that he couldn't find anything edible in the kitchen.

But at least he brought some bread and sausages, and caviar. He quickly took it out and toasted it in the oven, then took it out and sliced ​​it up and gave it to the little girl to make a sandwich. The little girl ate it with big mouthfuls, obviously she was very hungry.

Yang Geyong picked up another one and handed it to Sergey, and the old man started eating it without hesitation.

Yang Geyong looked around and found that there was coffee at home and quickly went to make some. Pour it to the little girl and Sergey respectively. He didn't care about women, it was Chinese custom. It's best not to go to a woman's bedroom.

Sergey gnawed the bread and then took a sip of coffee, feeling much better. Then he said: "I have been to China and helped with the construction of Shougang. Unfortunately, we were withdrawn in 60 years."

Sergey's tone was full of regret, as if he was reminiscing about something?

Yang Geyong didn't speak, just looked at him, not understanding what he wanted to express? You can't just call me over to cook for you just because you've been to Shougang, right?

Seemingly realizing that he was off topic, Sergey smiled to himself. He continued: "I was supposed to live in Leningrad, but after retirement I came to live with my daughter. But my daughter is also unemployed, and my retirement salary has not been paid in the past few months. I want to ask you if you can go to work in China?"

Hearing that he had been to China in the past five years and was an engineer in steelmaking, Yang Geyong agreed without hesitation. And introduced:

"We are about to launch a continuous rolling equipment with an annual output of several million tons. The equipment is imported from Germany and we need experts like you. The salary to work there is one thousand rubles per month. I wonder if you can accept it? But that's it. At the front, your skills must meet the salary standards you receive, otherwise we will also reduce your salary."

"Okay, no problem. This is what it should be." Sergey agreed without hesitation, looking very confident. Having worked in the steel industry for more than half his life, he has no doubts about his skills.

"What's going on with your daughter?" Yang Geyong asked worriedly. In fact, he wanted to send some food over, but he was afraid of the inconvenience.

"Her husband abandoned her and took away all the family's money. My waist was twisted while fighting with him!" Sergey said very angry. It was clear that the family was at the end of its rope.

"Then what happened to her? What's the use of lying there?" Yang Geyong asked in confusion. The elderly and children are all at home. As the breadwinner of the family, at least you have to take care of them, right?

"Sad, she has already been divorced once. I didn't expect to meet such a person again this time. My brain is a little irritated, so I don't dare to call her. I just let her figure it out."

"Then what did she do before? Why did she suddenly become unemployed?" Yang Geyong couldn't help but ask.

"I'm with me, but she's a bit more senior than me. She specializes in the research of special steels. It's just that her research institute has been disbanded due to funding reasons. She's still waiting for reassignment, but where can she go in the current environment?"

Yang Geyong was ecstatic in his heart. He was really dozing off and someone gave him a pillow. Isn’t the current Warrior truck stuck on the engine and gearbox? If we had special steel, we would have nothing to worry about.

But the current situation was not suitable for talking about this. After chatting with the old man for a while, he went out to buy some vegetables. Russian food is simple, just make beetroot soup.

After dinner with them, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Yang Geyong said goodbye to Sergei, leaving two hundred rubles and returned to Dasha's house.

Dear friends, why haven't you heard anything these days? cough