1987 was a year of reform and difficulties for the Soviet Union.

In Wan Feng's words, he really couldn't get by, and he wanted to change his original way of living, but unfortunately he was fooled by the West and embarked on a wrong path.

Finally walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped off.

Marked by the publication of his book "Perestroika and New Thinking" in 1987, Gorbachev began to fully implement the so-called humane and democratic socialism, and he advocated democratization, openness, and pluralism, abolished the leadership of the CPSU, and led the reform astray.

It has nothing to do with Wan Feng where Gorbachev wants to take the Soviet Union, he just knows that the Soviet Union is going to fall and will not run to tell the Soviets.

First, he knew that no one in the Soviet Union would listen or believe it.

The second is that some people in the Soviets will believe him and will not say that for China, the fall of the Soviet Union is a great thing.

Since ancient times, the threat from the north has been a headache for all dynasties of China, and now that the threat from the north has disappeared, it is a huge benefit for China.

Why did Wan Feng, a Chinese, tell the Soviets?

He wished it had fallen sooner.

The sooner he falls, the sooner he messes up, he can fish in troubled waters to get what he needs.

A steel truck on the beach got stuck in the sand, and Shamilov ran over and blindly commanded the way out.

Wan Feng didn't go over and turned to Alixei and smiled: "Thank you!"

Alixe's expression was calm: "Everyone helps each other, you help us once I also help you once, everyone is leveled." ”

For Alexe, it wasn't hard to get a Lada-like car into a ditch.

And someone had already scouted the terrain in advance and brought him to the place of the incident.

All he had to do was do some tricks on the road, and he just watched from the sidelines when he was done, and he didn't even move his hands.

Afterwards, he went down without leaving a trace to see the results and then evacuated, it was as simple as that.

Wan Feng patted Alixai with a box of cigarettes.

Alixese has a soft spot for Chinese cigarettes, which are all flue-cured cigarettes, which are much easier to smoke than the mixed cigarettes of their European countries.

Alixai lit a cigarette and smiled at Wan Feng Han Guangjia, everything was silent.

Under Shamilov's command, the stuck truck finally crawled out of the sand.

In fact, people can climb out without his command, and it is not easy for a four-wheel drive truck to get trapped.

"Shamilov, I need a few very skilled workers, people who can fiddle with the machine tools you got me, to help me debug the machine tools and train the workers in Huaguo. ”

Shamilov didn't answer immediately, but thought for a while: "This matter doesn't seem to be easy to handle, and it has to be approved by the government to get to your side, which is quite troublesome." ”

"That's your business, I'm sure you'll be able to do it, I want the best skilled workers, preferably level eight or above. ”

Shamilov didn't know much about the hierarchy of workers, and he didn't quite know what the concept of grade eight was.

"Even if the government approves it, what if no one goes?"

"If it's an eighth-level craftsman, I'll give them a monthly salary of six hundred rubles, free of food and lodging, and a stop of wine, you can do it, I think it will be successful. ”

Wan Feng also did not know whether the level of craftsmen in the Soviet Union was the same as that of Huaguo.

Huaguo was taught by the big brother of the Soviet Union back then, and it should be in the same lineage, and it is estimated that there is not much difference between the craftsman level of the Soviet Union and the craftsman level of Huaguo.

In the Soviet Union, the salary of ministers and engineers was only 300 rubles, and the eighth-level craftsman was estimated to be the same treatment as an engineer.

Wan Feng directly doubled it and was free of food and lodging, and the most important thing was to stop drinking, even in the Soviet Union, they might not have this treatment.

"I'll go back and look for you, but you can't be in a hurry about this, the time can't be too short. ”

Wan Feng thought for a while: "I'll give you a month, and I can do it in early April." ”

In March, his motorcycle license will be in hand, and with the license, the Nanwan factory will officially launch the AX100 motorcycle, which is naturally going to be selected on the lower line of May, and then it is not fashionable to present a gift on May 11.

If Shamilov can get the craftsmen Wanfeng wants in early April, then he can still catch the motorcycle off the assembly line when he goes back to deliver them.

"Also, I will pay for the cost of opening up the joints, and I will give you fifty cases of liquor equivalent items as public relations expenses. ”

Shamilov is happy this time, he doesn't have to spend his own money, and there is enough motivation for this.

Fifty cases of liquor are worth fifty or sixty thousand rubles on the black market of the cloth market, which seems to be profitable, it is estimated that twenty cases can be opened, and the rest...

How did Wan Feng know that Shamilov was becoming more and more shrewd now and was already able to settle accounts.

Zhang Zhiyuan, who followed Wan Feng as a translator, didn't say a word for a long time.

In terms of spoken language, Wan Feng hardly needed a translator, he just followed behind to play the autumn breeze.

I didn't expect this kid to be so fluent in Russian, and his daughter's eyes were really vicious, and she could see at a glance that this thing was not a thing in the pool.

It's a pity that my daughter appeared a little late, so I can only give it to others... Alas!

Zhang Zhiyuan sighed, lamenting that creation makes people.

If Wan Feng didn't go to the Soviet Union, Zhang Zhiyuan would basically come to sit and pick up money.

Of course, you have to take care of the money when you pick up money, and Wan Feng handed over his financial power to Zhang Zhiyuan without reservation.

How to say that Zhang Zhiyuan is also his own quasi-father-in-law, although he can only belong to the supernumerary.

Chen Dao is responsible for keeping the drink, and Zhang Zhiyuan is responsible for financial translation.

At least in Wan Feng's heart, this is a golden combination.

When Zhang Zhiyuan lived in the Wu County Office of the Red General Field, he worked as a cashier and an accountant, and this set of financial management procedures is no stranger to it.

At the end of the first day of trading, Zhang Zhiyuan was taken aback when he checked out in the evening.

Today's fertilizer transaction is 500 tons, and the profit per ton is about 150, and this alone, Wanfeng's income is 80,000!

80,000 yuan!

Zhang Zhiyuan's hands and feet were cold.

This is not important, when sorting out the steel accounts, Zhang Zhiyuan simply fell unconscious.

Three hundred tons of various steels.

The trading price per ton of steel ranges from two cases of liquor to eight cases of liquor.

Even if the taxes have been paid after removing all kinds of expenses, it is mainly 2,0100 tons of scrap steel, and Wanfeng has earned 1,500 yuan per ton, and the profit of the best steel is about 5,000 yuan per ton.

Millions of profits a day!

Zhang Zhiyuan was stupid.

Is this how this money is earned? Even if you pick up money for nothing, it's not such a way to pick up money!

It's not so easy and fast to pick up money, is it?

No wonder this fake son-in-law sneered at his monthly income of 18,000 and urged him to come here to help him, it turns out that this kid makes so much money in one day!

And that's not even counting the truck deal that started today.