The Nikolaev Shipyard, also known as the Black Sea Shipyard, was the fifth largest shipyard and the only aircraft carrier assembly plant in the former Soviet Union, where all aircraft carriers in the former Soviet Union were assembled, and had a total of 25,000 employees in its heyday.

But the good times did not last long, since the collapse of the Soviet Union, the Nikolaev shipyard was assigned to Ukraine, and then entered a period of decline, Ukraine's own economy is sluggish, plus the Ukrainian leaders listened to the persuasion of the United States and other Western countries, and actually "abandoned their martial arts", and even the lives of tens of thousands of factory workers are also in trouble.

However, fortunately, the Nikolaev shipyard is also the largest shipyard in Ukraine, and the Ukrainian government naturally cannot sit idly by and watch it go out of business, from the nineties to the twentieth century, the Ukrainian government has continuously given policies and injected funds, which allowed it to avoid the end of bankruptcy. Despite this, the pressure to survive was on Nikolavich, the general manager of the shipyard, who was half bald before he was fifty years old.

Today, however, Nikolaevich is very happy, because the Nikolaev Shipyard has welcomed a group of guests, to be exact, customers who are interested in placing orders for the Nikolaev Shipyard.

In front of the building of the shipyard headquarters, Nikolavich walked to a Mercedes sedan that had just stopped at the door with several high-ranking officials of the shipyard, and stretched out his right hand with a smile to one of the leading guests who had just gotten out of the car: "Dear Vladimir, I am so glad to see you...... Welcome to the Nikolaev Shipyard! ”

After seeing Nikolavich, Vladimir, who always looks serious on weekdays, also smiled: "Dear Nikolavich, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, your complexion is still so good, it seems that you have a good life during this time!" ”

"Not bad fart, I'm running out of food." Nikolavich couldn't help but complain: "It's not that you don't know, the shipyard has had no orders for almost a year, and more than 10,000 people in the whole factory are pointing to me for dinner, do you think I'm good!" Anyway, I don't care, you have to leave me a few orders if you come over this time. ”

Seeing the two of them joking with each other there, several shipyard executives who followed Nikolavich also had smiles on their faces. As a Ukrainian, who does not know that Vladimir is the largest arms dealer in Ukraine, and if an order for one or two ships can be taken from his hands, the life of the shipyard will definitely be greatly improved.

"Hahaha......" Vladimir couldn't help laughing, he waved his hand and said: "Dear Nikolavich, you made a mistake this time. I'm here with a friend today, and if you want to place an order, you'll have to convince him, and I'll kindly remind you that my friend is very rich! ”

After listening to Vladimir's words, Nikolavich turned his gaze to the person who had been standing aside without speaking. Nikolavich was stunned for a moment, because the person standing next to Vladimir turned out to be a yellow man with black hair and black eyes

Nikolavich realized that this yellow person was the main one, and he quickly stepped forward and stretched out his right hand and said warmly in half-baked English: "Welcome...... Guests from afar are welcome...... I am Nikolavich Ilyich Ulyanov, the general director of the shipyard, you can call me Nikolavich like Vladimir, are you Korean? Japanese or Chinese? ”

The other party also smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, Mr. Nikolavich, my name is Yang Feng and I am from China!" ”

I didn't think that when I heard Yang Feng's words, Nikolavich slapped his thigh and blurted out in proficient Chinese: "Eh...... It turns out that you are Chinese, I look at the cool energy on your body, you don't look like a Korean or a Japanese! ”

This time it was Yang Feng's turn to be surprised, if he heard it correctly, the other party spoke not only Chinese, but also an authentic Northeast dialect, and if you don't look at your face with this accent, no one will know that the other party is an old Maozi.

Looking at the surprised look on Yang Feng's face, Vladimir also laughed on the side: "Dear Yang, I'm afraid you don't know yet, Nikolavich served in Vladiostok (Vladivostok) for eight years in the eighties, and his fluent Chinese was learned at that time. ”

Nikolavich also said proudly: "It's not me who brags, when I served in Vladiostok, I often dealt with people on the Heilongjiang side, eating meat and drinking a lot, how happy I was." ”

"Oh...... No wonder! Yang Feng suddenly realized that this half-bald old man had served in Vladivostok for eight years when he was young, no wonder he spoke Chinese so fluently.

At the invitation of Nikolavich, Vladimir and Yang Feng were invited to the general manager's office, and soon a tall secretary in a blue and white uniform walked in with a tray, and then placed the teacup on the tray on the coffee table.

Nikolavich pointed to the teacup and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, you Chinese people like to drink tea, I happen to have some tea just got from Huaxia here, you can taste it and see how it tastes?" ”

"Good...... I'll give you a taste. Yang Feng was not polite, he took a sip of the teacup and closed his eyes and tasted it, then nodded slowly: "Yes, there is a slight bitter taste in the mouth, and then it is fragrant, it is indeed the best West Lake Longjing." ”

"Awesome!" Nikolavich gave a thumbs up and praised, "There are many people who drink tea in China, but there are not many people who can tell the origin of tea in one bite, it seems that Mr. Yang is a knowledgeable person." ”

"It's nothing, if you drink too much, you'll be fine." In the face of Nikolavich's praise, Yang Feng smiled faintly.

As the saying goes: dwelling and moving qi, nourishing and moving the body. Yang Feng stayed in another time and space for so long, and the people he came into contact with every day were either emperors or important ministers of the imperial court, and he naturally began to pay attention to food and clothing, and with Zheng Toniang, a person who was accustomed to a delicate life, he taught by words and deeds, and his taste naturally changed.

After taking a few sips of tea, Nikolavich said to Yang Feng with great interest: "Dude, as soon as I look at your spirit, I know that you have been a soldier like me and Vladimir, where did you serve before?" Army? Air Force or Navy? ”

Yang Feng hesitated for a moment before slowly shaking his head and said, "I...... I never served as a soldier. ”

"You haven't been a soldier?" Nikolavich's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Feng carefully for a while again, and said with some displeasure: "No...... You're lying to me, I'm sure, you've definitely been a soldier, and you've been on the battlefield to command battles, and you've killed people, otherwise you'd never have that smell in you, and I can vouch for it with my personality. ”

"I wipe ...... You old man will die if you don't speak so directly! The corners of Yang Feng's mouth moved, not knowing what to say.