The years of red flags

Jiang Hua is actually very directional, but because Andreev just said that because he is here, he must be careful that walls have ears. But he also knows that Andreev is a smart man and is familiar with a certain amount of flower gardening culture. He should I can understand what he means.

Andreev picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a glass of vodka, drank it all with a tilt of his neck, and had a slight smile on his face, although not much, but very bright.

Both Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin knew that he understood.

Jiang Hua then filled up the wine, raised his glass and said with a smile: "I'm just here to listen to you complain. I haven't congratulated you on your promotion to major general. I have to call you General Andreev when we meet."

"My two dear brothers, your name will be Andreev. Thank you for your help over the past few years. We will always be the closest brothers."

Zhong Yuemin slapped his hand away: "You kid, you really want me to call you general. It's impossible. I won't call someone who was knocked down by me a general. I'm not convinced from the bottom of my heart."

"I threw you too."

They are just two childish ghosts, always obsessed with those somersaults.

Jiang Hua interrupted their quarrel and asked Andreev: "My farm already has ten buildings in operation. Why do I feel that the food stores in the City of Thousand Dings are still so out of stock? Is your government doing this?" Is there no progress?"

"The government's funding is seriously insufficient, and the three-dimensional agricultural building has now become a shoddy building." Andreev said self-deprecatingly: "Who cares about what people eat now? They have bigger things to care about. "

"The lives of ordinary people are the biggest thing. If you don't care about this, caring about other things is just trivial matters."

Andreev nodded: "Nowadays, the lives of citizens are becoming more and more chaotic. In the entire City of Thousand Tops, the people who are most at home and live the most nourishing life are Belinsky and his gang."

Zhong Yuemin blinked his eyes and said: "Why does it feel like Shanghai in [-]? At that time, there were many gangs, and the gang boss lived the most comfortable life."

"Yes, that's how it feels." Andreev covered his head and said, "I'm worried to death. I was in charge of public security, but now I'm the fire captain. I run wherever there is danger."

Zhong Yuemin said jokingly: "It's finally your turn to have a headache. You just had too many good days before."

"Having said this, I would like to remind you, be careful when you go out, be more careful with your investment, keep in touch with Belinsky, be careful of those ghosts and monsters who will cause trouble, and do not expand your investment scale for the time being. The situation is unclear, so be cautious."

This is what my brother said, which is really heartwarming.

Andreev was relatively busy. He stayed for a while, drank half a bottle of vodka and left.

"It looks like we have reached the end." Zhong Yuemin smiled and said, "Brother, how much longer do you think they can last?"

Jiang Hua shook his head: "We thought that if we gave them blood transfusions, they should be able to survive for a while. It seems that they are hard to come back. No matter how much we give them, it will only be a drop in the bucket. There is still a year to go."

Zhong Yuemin sighed deeply, and did not speak. Once upon a time, stewed beef with potatoes was his ideal, but now this ideal collapsed before his eyes, and he felt really uncomfortable.

Now that we have come to the City of Thousand Summits, we first gathered all the people in charge of the City of Thousand Summits and held a meeting. We listened to their reports and learned about everyone’s development in the past six months. In general, everything good.

Under the management of Da Mao Xiong, everything is developing steadily and is still very reliable. Jianghua manages the upper level, and these people in charge manage the lower level, all at once.

After the meeting, Jiang Hua naturally entertained everyone well. This was an attitude that showed that Jiang Hua valued everyone.Jiang Hua stays in various departments of the City of Thousand Summits every day, and it is about time to use his favor. The more at this time, the more important it is to intensify contact.

A person who would look for Jiang Hua every year, came again as scheduled, that is the filer Xie Liaosha, but this time, he came empty-handed.

"Oh, Xie Liaosha, it's been a long time. How have you been this year?" Jiang Hua asked enthusiastically, "You made a lot of money from me last time."

Seryosha said with a bitter face: "Thank you for your care, sir. I thought that the money would make our family rich for a while, but I didn't expect that prices have risen so much this year."

Jiang Hua smiled. I'm afraid it's not just a matter of prices, but also the reason for their family's wanton squandering.

"Then why did you come empty-handed this time?" Zhong Yuemin asked in confusion: "No matter what you bring, my brother is willing to give you a good price."

Like a thief, Seryozha looked around, leaned against the door and listened for a while, then went to the window and looked outside.

Jiang Hua knew that this guy must have brought something shameful, so he turned on the stereo without any hassle.

Jiang Hua deliberately said angrily: "Don't tell me what deadly thing you brought this time."

Xie Liaosha saw that Jiang Hua's performance was quite similar, so he quickly comforted him: "Mr. Jiang Hua, please don't be angry. Although the thing this time is very dangerous, it is indeed a good thing."

"I'm a businessman, a down-to-earth businessman. You always trade such fatal things with me. It's very difficult for me to handle."

"You are a big shot, you always have a way." Seryozha said with a smile: "Please do me this favor. I know a big shot like you who can help me."

Jiang Hua let out a long sigh: "Okay, who made us friends? What kind of deadly thing is it? Take it out and see. I also have to see if I am worth helping you."

Seryozha stripped the thread of his clothes, took out a box of film from the lining of his clothes, and said with a smile, "Here are some drawings and technical documents I took with my work guidance."

"Which drawings and technical information?"

"The aerodynamic layout of the aircraft and the avionics system."

Jiang Hua looked at the film and shook his head: "I can't tell what kind of aircraft this is. If you give me the aircraft information from World War II, it's not worth it."

"I swear to the Lord, this is definitely the latest design." Seryozha said anxiously, "If I deceive you with materials from World War II, I will die a terrible death."

"Then aren't you talking nonsense? Nowadays, aircraft information is packed in containers. How many pictures can you take with only this film and more than [-] pictures?"

Seryosha said in a low voice: "This is just a sample. I still have a large suitcase of films like this."

(End of this chapter)