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After negotiating, Sergei left in a hurry, and he still needed to go back and make some preparations.

Liu Qingshan checked the time before going to the cafeteria to eat.

After he entered the cafeteria, he saw the tables of Village Chief Guo and the others, eating in full swing.

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

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

Village head Guo smiled and nodded towards Liu Qingshan: "Boss Liu, you are used to it, your business is really big."

Seeing all this, Village Chief Guo was completely relieved. He felt that their Dongshan Village was in a good time. If they were favored by such a big boss, everyone just waited to live a good life.

And for farmers who have been digging food in the soil since they were young, what tiredness and hardship have they never suffered?

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

Like playing with steel or something, an accident is a big deal.

Longteng Company doesn't care about losing money or anything, the point is that it hurts and maims people, and it can't bear it.

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

He had already communicated with the border guards in the morning, and there was no problem with Sergey's side. After that, the location of the transaction will be set at Dongshan Village.

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

Now that it's winter, we can only repair the open space.

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

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

"Uncle Guo, don't worry, you are also working for our company, so you will still be paid monthly, 150 yuan per month"

Liu Qingshan could tell Village Chief Guo's thoughts at a glance, so he smiled and comforted him.

What the hell?

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

Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile: "And there will be a bonus at the end of the year."

"Mr. Liu, don't worry, I will definitely take care of these things."

Village head Guo almost patted his chest. He finally understood that he was not short of money for such a big business. As long as he manages the villagers well and cooperates with the work, he will definitely not be treated badly.

The next day, Ding Shan led the convoy to Dongshan Village, and he will be fully responsible for the affairs there from now on.

And Liu Qingshan was waiting on the Heihe side, he was waiting for Li Tie's arrival.

What worries him the most is that Li Tie's team is in a foreign country, licking blood with knives, and they still travel to and from Lake Baikal, where the environment is the worst.

In the past two years, Maozi's side has become more and more unstable, and it is normal to kill people and rob goods.

But Li Tie and the others didn't wait, instead they waited for a group of morons first.

This morning, Jiang Shuichang led dozens of Maozi across the border and came to the office building of Longteng Company. These were the technicians that Lao Jiang had brought over.

Liu Qingshan also heard the news and came to the conference room, most of them were middle-aged people, and there were several burly aunts among them.

Old Jiang clapped his hands, and then said in proficient Russian:

"Everyone, please be quiet. Let me introduce you. This is the general manager of our Longteng Company, Liu Qingshan!"

These boys all slapped their hands, the atmosphere was very lively, and then Old Jiang introduced Liu Qingshan one by one.

With so many people, how could Liu Qingshan remember their names, anyway, it's either this Ski or that husband, or the baby's.

After shaking hands, they all greeted everyone to sit down. A few staff members came and made tea for these technicians, and they started chatting with Lao Jiang as an interpreter.

"Everyone knows about the remuneration, right?" Liu Qingshan asked first.

Those people nodded one after another. Of course their treatment is good, otherwise, who would leave their homes and careers and come here to work.

Skilled workers in the Soviet Union also had a grading system. Speaking of which, the technical levels of workers in our country used to be divided into eight levels, the highest being level eight workers. This system was learned from others.

Therefore, the treatment of these technical personnel is to enjoy different treatment according to different levels.

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

Since it is a cooperation, it must show sincerity, otherwise, it will be meaningless if people don't work hard.

Of course, the currency here cannot be used, so the goods are still used to pay wages.

This is just a standard, and it does not mean that when it comes time to spend, one person will take several boxes of wine home.

In addition to generous remuneration, there are also the family members of these technicians, all of whom are from Komsomolsk Amur. Liu Qingshan also made a promise:

The salaries received by these technicians can be distributed in kind through Old Jiang.

This can also relieve their worries, and they can work in Huaxia with peace of mind, right?

Lao Jiang also handed Liu Qingshan a stack of materials, which are all the files of these technicians, and they are very detailed.

There are photos, personal information, family information, as well as work units and personal strengths, etc., all written in Chinese.

Liu Qingshan looked through it roughly and was quite satisfied. More than half of these people came from the military industrial unit of Komsomolsk City in Amur.

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

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

Including several senior executives from Longteng Company, there were six tables in total.

To invite Maozi to dinner, no matter how good the food is, the wine must be in place.

They don't like Maotai-flavored and Luzhou-flavored baijiu very much, so they simply serve Erguotou directly.

To Liu Qingshan's surprise, more than a dozen technicians among them did not drink alcohol.

It seems that among Maozi, not everyone is a big wine bag.

Those who don’t drink alcohol can drink the local small white birch drink, which should be more in line with Maozi’s taste.

Authentic little white birch drink, of course, must be made with birch sap, like this kind of mass production, that is to borrow a name.

Liu Qingshan first made a toast, nothing more than a welcome speech, and finally made a toast to the friendship between the two peoples.

The atmosphere on the wine table was quite lively, and the Maozi also showed a strong interest in authentic Chinese dishes.

In particular, the stewed goose and dried potatoes in the large bowl became Maozi's favorite dish.

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

After drinking and eating, I will send all these hairs to the hotel to rest.

Of course, there were also a few worthless ones who were taken away by the waiter.

Liu Qingshan was just going to go to the warehouse to take a look around, but Jiang Shuichang brought a guy and said that he had something to do with him.

"This is Engineer Korolev." Lao Jiang also knew that Liu Qingshan would not be able to remember the names of these boys for a while, so he introduced them first.

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

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

This guy is about 40 years old, wears glasses, and is also very delicately dressed. He looks very quiet, not as rough as most hairy people.

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

Korolev adjusted his glasses with his hand: "Liu, that's it. I need a certain amount of money. I don't know if I can get it from you. What I need is US dollars."

Liu Qingshan blinked: Another one asked for US dollars.

But things that can be exchanged for US dollars must be good things, so Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile:

"As long as it's worth the money, it's absolutely fine."

Korolev looked at Liu Qingshan quietly, as if he was judging the truth of what Liu Qingshan said.

Because of the hostile relationship between Misu and the Soviet Union, the news from the U.S. side will only be known to the people of the Soviet Union after screening and processing.

It is precisely because of this that Korolev didn't know that Mr. Liu Qingshan in front of him also had a lot of assets in the country of America, so he repeated his accent:

"Liu, the amount of dollars I need may be many."

Liu Qingshan thinks this guy is a bit of a jerk, he is used to dealing with Maozi straight to the point, and he is really not used to meeting such a person unexpectedly.

Jiang Shuichang, who was working as an interpreter next to him, couldn't help it a little bit: "Comrade Korolev, please rest assured, Mr. Liu's business in the United States is bigger than here."

Hearing these words, Korolev's eyes lit up: "Liu, I need 1000 million dollars!"

Lao Jiang was shocked: You bastard, you are crazy about money!

You know, 1000 million US dollars is not 1000 million rubles. Now that the foreign exchange is tense, even if the National Bank wants to take out this money, it is by no means easy.

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

Liu Qingshan was in high spirits, and he was also very curious, what bargaining chip did Korolev have in his hand, and dared to open his mouth like a lion.

Korolev took a deep breath: "I have mastered several special steel formulas, I wonder if you are interested?"

Liu Qingshan's heart also beat violently a few times, if it's steel for military industry, it's really worth the price.

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

Although he was excited in his heart, Liu Qingshan still had a calm expression on his face:

"Comrade Korolev, I'm in the trading business, and I don't want to open a rolling mill, so I'd better ask Lao Jiang to take you to a hotel to rest."

Chapter 741 Everything Is Inside

Liu Qingshan knew that even if he showed a little interest, Korolev would bite the price of 1000 million to death.

Although those special steels are indeed worth the price.

In terms of research on military materials, Maozi really has a way, and he can't accept it.

Just like the aircraft carrier we got back from Ukraine decades later, it has been soaked in seawater for several years.

However, the steel inside the aircraft carrier basically shows no signs of corrosion.

As far as this kind of technology is concerned, the country has not mastered it by then, so if you want to build an aircraft carrier, you have to import steel, and of course you have to be slaughtered.

This situation of being controlled by others was not resolved until a few years later when we devoted ourselves to research.

It is conceivable that what Korolev provided is of great value.

But Liu Qingshan can't be used to him, just open his mouth to 1000 million U.S. dollars, his appetite is too big.

Even in the United States, a million dollars is considered a small rich man.

Liu Qingshan still can't judge whether the other party is acting alone or a small group.

This is very important, because if Korolev is alone, it will be easier to be satisfied, and there will be a lot of room for bargaining.

Sure enough, after seeing Liu Qingshan's indifference, Korolev became a little anxious:

"Liu, these are very valuable things. Although you don't need them, your country definitely needs them. You can resell them to the country. It's not a problem to double the price."

Liu Qingshan stared at Korolev with a smile, and became more vigilant towards this person: Didn't this guy push people into the fire pit?

Doing business with your own country, even if you make money, you will definitely not get any benefits in the end.

Korolev was taken aback by Liu Qingshan: "Liu, what's the problem?"

Liu Qingshan shook his head: "No problem, no problem at all, Comrade Korolev, how about this, I know people from our military here, I'll introduce you to them, and then you can talk directly."

Korolev wanted to trick him, so Liu Qingshan dug a hole for him, because once he did that, the whole nature would change.

Even if Korolev runs to the ends of the earth in the future, he will not escape the pursuit of the KGB.

Obviously, Korolev was also aware of this, and his face suddenly became ugly: "Liu, I can't do that, I will be regarded as a traitor."

Not to mention him, even if it is Sergey, he still has to find Liu Qingshan as an intermediary.

Some things are like this, although the result is the same, but the process is very important.

"Then there is no other way. Unfortunately, Comrade Korolev, I can't help you either. You'd better fulfill your duties as an engineer."

Liu Qingshan knew that Korolev would definitely not agree, so he frightened the other party.

But Korolev is not reconciled. He has completely lost hope in his homeland, and this guy is influenced by some ideas in Western countries, and he envies the life there.

The premise is that he must have a sum of money, a large sum of money, in order to live better there.