Am I an Angel?
Touching the 1,000 rubles in his pocket, Berezovsky's eyes turned red. He didn't know whether he should be sad or happy.
He was happy that he did not have to sell his research results. The economic model of the Russian Car Federation was the result of his painstaking research over the past two years. He really could not bear to sell it just like that.
He didn't know what Lin Yi would do with his research results. After all, his research results revealed all the secrets of the entire Russian and even the Soviet car industry.
From the production of spare parts to the manufacture of vehicles and even sales, he had done detailed research on everything. It was during this research process that he met Mr. Kadanikov.
The sad thing was that his research results were not even worth a thousand rubles. It was not even as simple as letting Lin Yi meet Mr. Katanikov.
Lin Yi patted Berezovsky's shoulder." Berezovsky, don't cry. It's not your fault. This country is finished. There's no hope. This country doesn't care about science, but about power and money.”
Lin Yi paused." If you want to live a better life, then go after power and money."”
Berezovsky was stunned. No one had ever said these words to him so bluntly and deafeningly.
In the Soviets, what everyone said should be loyalty to the great leader and service to the people.
Those who were unwilling to do so were mostly sent to Siberia to build the railway in minus fifty degrees Celsius.
Lin Yi looked at Berezovsky quietly. He didn't know if he had opened Pandora's box and released the devil in Berezovsky's heart in advance, making Berezovsky become the biggest oligarch in Russia faster than in his previous life.
However, what did this have to do with him?
The more chaotic Russia was, the better. The more chaotic Russia was, the more he could take the chestnuts from the fire and obtain greater benefits.
"Thank you, really."
Berezovsky's nose turned red. He didn't know if he was touched or excited.
At this moment, he felt that Lin Yi was his soulmate, and even his life mentor.
" Berezovsky, you're welcome. We're friends, right?" Lin Yi said with a smile.
If there was a mirror at this time, one would find that Lin Yi's smile was exactly the same as Grandmother Wolf's smile.
Berezovsky suddenly fell silent.
Lin Yi took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire." Berezovsky, if you have any difficulties, just tell me. Whether it's money, food, clothes, or use, I can provide them for you. You don't know, right? In Moscow, I can bring ten trains of goods every ten days.”
Lin Yi felt that it was too profitable to use money, food, clothes, and other necessities to gain the friendship of the future largest oligarch in Russia and the ninth richest man in the world.
No wonder Lu Buwei's favorite investment was investors. He believed that the founder of the country would be able to reap countless benefits.
Lu Buwei went to Handan to do business. When he saw Qin Shihuang's father, King Zhuang Xiang of Qin, he was overjoyed and said,""Inhumans are like rare goods that can be hoarded and sold at a high price.”
And Berezovsky was probably his alien. Although Berezovsky could not be the king, Berezovsky later had wealth comparable to that of an enemy country and could even decide the fate of Russia. A reasonable candidate, this was almost no different from a country ruler.
The more Lin Yi looked at Berezovsky, the happier he became.
After hearing Lin Yi's words, Berezovsky's eyes suddenly lit up. Lin Yi's strength was stronger than he had imagined. As an applied mathematician who studied economics, he knew the value of ten trains of leather.
However, what he cared about now was not the value behind the ten wagons of leather goods, but the ten wagons of leather goods themselves.
Berezovsky gritted his teeth and said,""I was originally embarrassed to make this request, but when I heard that you had ten wagons of leather goods, I felt that I might be of some use.”
When Lin Yi heard this, he was confused. His ten trains of leather goods were of some use to Berezovsky. Was there a relationship between them?
However, Lin Yi still smiled and said,"Berezovsky, didn't I tell you that we are friends?”
"I want to work for you, but I don't intend to take your money for free. I'm an applied mathematician. I can help you calculate the best combination of your goods to ensure that you can sell all your goods as quickly as possible and obtain the greatest profit at the same time.”Berezovsky said sincerely.
Looking at Berezovsky's large, bright forehead, red nose, and pleading eyes, Lin Yi was completely dumbfounded.
What the hell was this!
He just wanted to spend some money and make friends, but why did everyone have to work for him?
It was the same for Ma and Berezovsky.
Can't you just take the money and enjoy your life?
However, Lin Yi suddenly thought about it. It seemed that there was nothing to enjoy in their current lives. Each of them was more miserable than the other.
Lin Yi rubbed his face and said to Berezovsky sincerely,""Berezovsky, my friend, how much money do you need? Vogat or a bottle of wine from France, I can provide you with these, but please don't say that you work for me. We are friends.”
"No, no, no. If you really treat me as a friend, then please agree to my request. I really don't know how to chase after power and money. I want to temporarily escape from here and breathe the fresh air outside.”
Berezovsky pointed at the Control Research Institute not far away. There was a hint of hatred in his eyes. He hated this place. To him, this place was a cage, or even hell.
Almost all of his research had been shelved until it was completely buried in dust, never to be seen again.
Working for Lin Yi, not only could he change his environment, but more importantly, he could display what he had learned. Even if he could only use his skills on ten trains of goods, it was still very good. It could make him feel that he was useful and not useless.
At this moment, he felt that Lin Yi was an angel sent by God to save him.
It was the last straw that saved him from drowning.
Free his mind, help him escape from this hell, and let him show his talents.
The most important thing was that he could fill his stomach, have clothes to wear, and buy a bottle of shampoo to wash his greasy hair.
He had had enough of this damned place!
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