At Beiping Railway Station, a train bound for the Soviet Union is loaded with light industrial products.

A week later, the train will arrive in Moscow.

...

Soviet Union.

Matthew Trollope's expression became very complicated as he looked at the letter written by Gabriel Wilcox.

He and Gabriel Wilcox were both renowned rocket experts at the Soviet space agency, but Gabriel Wilcox was poached by the Wujiang Group more than a year ago and then worked at SpaceX.

Matthew Trollope couldn't resist picking up the letter and reading it again.

“

Trollope, it's been a long time. How have you been? I've heard from some of my Soviet compatriots who have just come to work in China that there's a shortage of supplies and inflation, and many research institutions can't even pay their researchers' salaries.

...

My life and work now are completely different from what I did in the Soviet Union.

The Chinese people are very friendly, and my colleagues are very welcoming to me. Working here in China, I don't have to worry about food. My income is quite considerable, even exceptionally generous, five or six times higher than when I worked in the Soviet Union.

And that's not all. The boss also provided me with a car and a villa, helped my wife find an easy job, and my child can attend the best school here.

China is simply paradise, I love China! I've decided that I will work and live in China from now on. My family and I are currently preparing to apply for Chinese citizenship. I've heard that it's very difficult for foreigners to obtain Chinese citizenship, may God bless my family so that we can succeed…

Finally, I sent you some photos I took in China. Some are from my work, but most are snapshots of my daily life. I really love it here. If you could come to China, Trolopp, I'm sure you would love it too…”

After reading the letter, Matthew Trollope looked at the photos Gabriel Wilcotts had sent again, and a look of envy appeared on his face.

A Mercedes-Benz, a small villa, a table full of delicious food... Matthew Trollope's stomach suddenly rumbled, and he couldn't help but swallow.

Due to the shortage of supplies, each family could only buy a limited amount of food.

Matthew Trollope eats less so that his wife and children can eat more.

At this moment, Matthew Trollope couldn't help but think of a Chinese man he had recently come into contact with.

"Mr. Matthew Trollope, hello. My name is Zeng Feihang, and I am a Human Resources Specialist at Wujiang Group. Our company cordially invites you to join SpaceX, a subsidiary of Wujiang Group. This is my business card. If you are interested, you can contact me by calling the number on it. Oh, by the way, our company offers you five times the salary you would receive in the Soviet Union. We hope you will consider it carefully!"

Matthew Trollope recalled what the man had said and his expression suddenly changed. "That's right, the business card!!! Oh, damn it, where did I put my business card?!"

Matthew Trollope immediately began rummaging through the room, frantically searching for the business card.

Yes, at that moment, his heart was moved.

Seeing how well his friend Gabriel Wilcotts was doing, he also wanted to go to China.

But where did the business card go?!

Without a business card, you can't find that person's contact information!

Matthew Trollope was frantic. He searched the entire room, turning over every pocket of his clothes and pants, but couldn't find the business card. Perhaps he had carelessly tossed it onto the street, but he simply didn't remember it.

Matthew Trollope was filled with regret for a moment, but soon he calmed down and thought it over, muttering, "That's right, I can reply to Gabriel Wilcotts and ask him to help me contact the Boundless Group or directly contact SpaceX!"

With this in mind, Matthew Trollope began writing a reply to Gabriel Wilcotts, intending to first transcribe it on paper and then email it to him.

“Wilcotts, we haven’t been in touch for a long time. I’m truly happy to see how well you’re doing in China! The situation here is getting worse and worse, and I can’t hold on any longer! After reading your letter and photos, I think China might be a good place to go…”

In the mid-1980s, with reforms and restructuring, Soviet-made personal computers experienced explosive growth, with some models even being exported abroad.

The reduction in restrictions on economic activity, to some extent, met with the widespread demand for personal computers at the time. With the easing of controls on communications, the Soviets began exchanging emails with the outside world.

Gabriel Wilcotts left his contact information at the end of the letter, including his address, phone number, and email address. Therefore, Matthew Trollope could directly email Gabriel Wilcotts.

That evening, Matthew Trollope told his family about their decision to immigrate to China and showed them Gabriel Wilcotts' letter.

After reading the letter, Matthew Trollope's wife and two children all longed for life in China and unanimously expressed their desire to go there.

The following morning around 8 a.m., Matthew Trollope sent an email to Gabriel Wilcotts.

Matthew Trollope was unaware that he had been a key target of surveillance by the HR specialists at Wujiang Group.

Even if he doesn't contact his friends, people from Wujiang Group will still keep coming to him.

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