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Chapter 42 Mou Qizhong

Lin Yi covered his head. Why was he so stubborn that his head hurt?

It's not like he doesn't want to pay. Can't we just take the money and stop for a while?

In fact, Lin Yi had always neglected one thing. At this time, whether it was Ma Yun or Berezovsky, their careers had not reached the most glorious time in their previous lives. They did not even have a beginning. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were at the lowest point of their lives.

And suddenly meeting a golden thigh like Lin Yi, how could he not have the thought of hugging it?

It could even be said that their thoughts were stronger than ordinary people because their hearts were stronger than ordinary people!

If they didn't even have a powerful one, they wouldn't have been able to reach the heights of their previous lives.

The bigger the heart, the bigger the stage! How great could one's achievements be!

"Everything I said is sincere. Why don't you take back this 1,000 rubles? I really want to work for you.”

Although it hurt a little, Berezovsky still resolutely put the 1,000 rubles in his pocket on the table. There was only one thought in his mind now, and that was to follow Lin Yi and escape this damn place.

Lin Yi stared straight at Berezovsky. After a few seconds, he sighed and pushed the money back." I promise you."”

He was also very confused now. How did things develop like this?

But Berezovsky looked like he wouldn't take him to see Kadanikov if he didn't agree. What could he do now?

Berezovsky was overjoyed and gave Lin Yi a big hug across the table.

A strange smell instantly rushed over, almost making Lin Yi faint. The smell of the Russians was already strong, let alone Berezovsky, who had not bathed for many days.

Lin Yi suddenly felt like he had reaped what he sowed.

"Thank you, Fang. According to the habits of the West and capitalists, I should call you boss.”Berezovsky said with a smile. He didn't feel like he was on a pirate ship at all. Instead, he was a little excited.

However, he was very unfamiliar with the word 'boss', because in Moscow, the term' boss 'had been extinct for 70 years.

The people of the Soviet Union had been suppressed for decades. When they suddenly smelled freedom and the sweet smell of capitalist society, they instantly indulged in it, as if everything about capitalist society was so beautiful.

It had become fashionable to speak English, learn to sing the songs of the Beatles, and watch Western movies. They carefully looked at the life of the other hemisphere, from the clothes, manners, speech, the meaning of money and wealth. They were surprised that when the characters in a Hollywood movie casually opened the refrigerator in their apartment, it would be filled with a dazzling array of items.

He was playing a game with his friends that he had smuggled from Spain, Monopoly.

Hand in hand, he secretly copied the wonderful description of the escape from Moscow to Petushki word by word.

"As you wish." Lin Yi said helplessly.

Then, Lin Yi suddenly said,"Then Berezovsky, will the institute have any objections if you work for me?"

Berezovsky shook his head and said self-deprecatingly,""Now, the research institute is basically paralyzed. There are no missiles, no satellite orbits, and no rockets for us to study. The people in this research institute are just empty shells.”

"As for me, I'm just a fringe figure at the bottom. No one will notice if I go to work or not. Besides, I just need to take a leave of absence.”

Now that the Soviet Union was in turmoil, the research institute was already in a state of panic. Most importantly, they no longer had any research subjects.

Although the institute's salary could still be paid, it was far from enough to satisfy their lives. Many people had already begun to make a living on their own.

" Boss, can I go and see our goods?" Berezovsky rubbed his hands excitedly.

He could already smell the scent of freedom!

His intelligence and knowledge could be put to use.

"Anytime, but I suggest you go home and take a shower. Also, tell your family about this news. It's best if you can ask for their opinion.”Lin Yi was making a final struggle.

Lin Yi felt that he was like a hurricane. Although he was trying his best to shrink his power, the wind around him still shattered the history he knew.

As a reborn person, the thing they were most worried about was that the direction of reality was different from the history they had experienced in their previous life. If that happened, they would lose their most powerful weapon.

Hearing this, Berezovsky's expression darkened." I don't have a family.”

Lin Yi's eyes flashed with surprise. He originally thought that in his previous life, Berezovsky's divorce with the beautiful woman who could be his granddaughter in 011 was just a derivative of the three great things in life: promotion, wealth, and changing wives. He did not expect Berezovsky to have no family.

Patting Berezovsky's shoulder, Lin Yi said,""Berezovsky, everything will be fine.”

Touching the 1,100 rubles in his pocket and looking at Lin Yi, Berezovsky smiled." Yes, boss. Everything will be fine."”

"Boss, where are we going next? I'll be your driver.”With that, Berezovsky walked to his old but polished red car.

Lin Yi was a little surprised. He didn't expect Berezovsky to have a car, and it was a Ziguli sedan.

This was the Soviet version of the Fiat production line imported from Italy, which was considered good in the Soviet Union.

Seeing Lin Yi's eyes, Berezovsky smiled proudly." This car belongs to a friend of mine, a computer scientist. I made a deal with him. I drove this car to the Volga car factory and asked the car factory to replace the parts and repaint it to make a complete change. Then, this car will be shared between the two of us. Each of us will drive it for a week, but he can only drive 500 kilometers a week, while I can drive 3000 kilometers!”

Lin Yi was a little stunned. He could actually drive an old car to the original factory to change the parts and paint it.

However, after thinking about it, Lin Yi was more confident about the possibility of Kadanikov agreeing to his request. If Berezovsky and Kadanikov, the director of the Volga car factory, were not related to each other, how could the manager of the Volga car factory agree to such an unreasonable request?

Sitting in the car, Lin Yi was sure that Berezovsky had taken advantage of the Volga car factory. Otherwise, such an old and broken car with such good mechanical performance, such as the gear box, the compression and stretching of the shock absorption, would be like a new car.

However, there was nothing they could do about it. After all, not everyone could treat the original factory as a four-star shop.

Moscow Hotel.

Looking at the most famous hotel in the Soviet Union, Berezovsky couldn't help but shrink his neck, as if he was shocked by this hotel.

The Moscow Hotel is owned by the hotel. Dalin personally approved it and was located in Moscow, even in the center of the Soviet Union.

It was tightly surrounded by the Komlin Palace, Red Square, St. Basil Cathedral, and the parliament building.

Lin Yi did not pay attention to the magnificent lobby of the Moscow Hotel at all. Instead, he saw an unexpected person, Mou Qizhong!

Some people might not understand Mou Qizhong, but he was a big shot in China who used canned food to exchange for planes. Of course, he was just an ordinary person who had a little money and knew how to fool people.

However, his ability to bluff people was indeed impressive. The few people behind him were five of the famous entrepreneurs of the later generations, the six sons of Wantong. Feng Lun, Pan Shiyi, Wang Gongquan, Liu Jun, Wang Qifu.

These five people, together with Yi Xiaodi, who should be opening a printing factory at this time, were collectively known as the Six Gentlemen of Wantong. They came together in the way of water moor Liangshan, paying attention to "orderly seats, no difference in benefits".

Although the six of them had gone through countless twists and turns and eventually parted ways, it was rare for them to become billionaires in the end and start their own businesses.

However, although these people would be extraordinary in the future, they were still small fries now. Compared to Lin Yi, who was now worth tens of millions, they could only be said to be worlds apart.

In his previous life, although Mou Qizhong had done the feat of exchanging canned food for planes, now that Lin Yi was here, could he really succeed so smoothly? After all, Lin Yi was not only richer than Mou Qizhong and his gang, but he also had Berezovsky, a big killer weapon.

Therefore, Lin Yi did not pay too much attention to them. He only sized them up a few times before returning to his room.

other side

Feng Lun and the others also noticed Lin Yi's group, so they turned their heads and asked Mou Qizhong,""President Mou, do you know those people? I saw them looking at you just now.”

Mou Qizhong waved his hand indifferently and said,""I don't know him. He's probably some second-generation heir in the country. Don't worry about them. We just need to discuss the matter in a few days. After we return to the country, these second-generation heirs are not worth mentioning.”

Feng Lun and the others also felt that what Mou Qizhong said was very reasonable. However, they felt that Lin Yi and his group were not simple, but they did not say anything.

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