Chapter 112 Two groups of people arrived: They couldn't get the plane.

Wang Xiao was devastated, utterly devastated.

She felt that this wasn't a matter of whether she checked the almanac before going out, but rather that she and Moldova, and this InterContinental Hotel, were completely incompatible.

She only came twice, and both times something bad happened.

The first time, kidnappers came; the second time, secret police came.

Isn't the Ministry of the Interior just a secret police force?

Wang Xiao firmly stated, "I refuse to answer any questions. I am a Chinese citizen, and you can contact the Chinese Embassy if you have any questions. I refuse to have any contact with you until my lawyer arrives."

As she spoke, she looked at the other party suspiciously. "Ministry of the Interior? The Ministry of the Interior that speaks Russian? Which country's Ministry of the Interior are you from? Moldova is an independent sovereign state, and China and Moldova have diplomatic relations at the ambassadorial level. Please leave now, or I will call the police."

However, the other party completely ignored her and was about to force themselves on her.

Without saying a word, Wang Xiao immediately cried for help.

Ivanov and his bodyguards opened the doors to their rooms, and he charged forward, roaring, "This is a crime! What do you think you're doing?"

The policeman guarding him was expressionless and emphasized in Russian, "Sir, please cooperate."

Perhaps due to fuel shortages, the restaurant was clearly short of electricity. The dim and yellowish lights in the corridor made everyone's faces look as if they were shrouded in a layer of fog, blurry and indistinct, like actors on a stage with painted faces.

They were being pushed forward by the police, and just as they were about to reach the stairwell, another group of people suddenly rushed up from below.

The other party instantly drew their gun and pointed it at them: "Who are you people?"

The police officers holding Wang Xiao and the others retorted defiantly, "And who are you?"

When the person on the other end flashed their ID, the police officer on this side immediately backed down and obediently retreated.

The number of people in the room suddenly increased. There were Wang Xiao and Ivanov, six bodyguards (Ivanov had brought two more bodyguards with him when he met Wang Xiao in Moscow), and two policemen from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The remaining police officers did not follow in; it is unclear whether they remained at the entrance or joined the newly arrived team to carry out a new mission.

The restaurant was in chaos, filled with shouts, yells, curses, and swears. Even through the doors and walls, the sounds could be clearly heard by everyone inside.

Inside the luxurious guest room, the two sides were clearly separated, each occupying one side of the room. Six bodyguards stood like an impenetrable wall in front of the Ministry of Internal Affairs police.

Wang Xiao put on another short trench coat and suddenly burst out yelling at Ivanov: "This is terrible! I shouldn't have listened to you and come here to buy some old steel. I shouldn't have listened to you either and come here to look at grapes and cherries."

Ivanov adopted a pleading posture, looking utterly bewildered: "Please believe me, my dear friend, this is a misunderstanding, absolutely a misunderstanding. I'll call right away and ask."

He patted Wang Xiao's shoulder reassuringly, but she brushed his arm away without hesitation. Her tone was icy: "I need a reasonable explanation; otherwise, I think our cooperation can end."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sergei and Nikolai moved in front of her without hesitation.

The Chinese veterans couldn't understand Russian, but they still followed the two men around.

Ivanov's bitter smile deepened. He muttered "Damn it" under his breath and picked up the telephone.

One of the police officers guarding them leaned forward as if to stop them, but the other stopped his companion with a look.

The two watched in silence as Ivanov made a phone call and started cursing.

He was cursing Alexander for what he was doing. Buying some scrap steel from him caused so much trouble.

If Alexander hadn't complained to him about how unbearable life was in the army, he wouldn't have traveled all this way to do business here.

Will Moscow be short of scrap steel? There are huge piles of it outside.

Then, as the argument escalated, the Eastern woman joined in, because Ivanov seemed to be trying to profit from both sides by raising the price.

Now things have really gotten out of hand. The already furious lioness almost turned the whole restaurant upside down, and the two of them were arguing so fiercely that it was almost deafening.

The bodyguards initially stood by and watched, but then they had to speak up to try and reconcile the two bosses.

Because lionesses are predators, they not only use their mouths, they also use their hands.

Moreover, when they take action, they are incredibly fast, accurate, and ruthless, showing absolutely no regard for class sentiment.

Poor Ivanov had to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, so he could only threaten verbally, while in reality he was chased and cornered in the bathroom, howling in pain.

The police officers who had been watching the commotion quickly came over and knocked on the door, telling the two to leave immediately.

Then they were subjected to Wang Xiao's curses, "Fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations."

Ivanov muttered through gritted teeth, "That bastard Vasily, I'll definitely kill him."

He now strongly suspects that Vasily, that bastard, has lost his mind due to drug use and deliberately tricked him; otherwise, why would there be police from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?

Wang Xiao's voice boomed: "I think you're the biggest bastard. You dare to fool me? You're finished. I will never let you get away with this."

Then she lowered her voice, "And what about the people who came later?"

“It’s KGB,” Ivanov said grimly. “It’s the real KGB.”

He was certain because all four Russian bodyguards were retired intelligence agents. One of them even recognized the man's face.

Before Wang Xiao could ask anything more, the bathroom door was forced open. Ivanov instinctively grabbed Wang Xiao and roared as he broke down the door, "I will absolutely not pay the bill for this door!"

Wang Xiao stomped on his foot: "Get out! Get out of here right now."

The two Chinese bodyguards, not understanding what was going on, called out, "President Wang—", and immediately pushed Ivanov aside.

The outer door suddenly opened again, and the policeman from before called to his partner, "Come out, we have a new mission."

However, the policeman who was clearly in a dominant position inside the room frowned and said, "No, let them do their thing, we have our own business."

Amidst the flickering shadows, the police officers themselves started arguing, so much so that Wang Xiao couldn't tell if they were acting or if they had really fallen out.

The door closed, leaving only one policeman in the room.

Honestly, in that instant, if she hadn't known there were still many police officers outside, she would have wanted to kill this guy.

They have six bodyguards. As long as she and Ivanov don't rush in and get in the way, taking down a KGB is nothing. Four senior figures can't handle a junior?

Unfortunately, she could only rage in her heart.

In fact, she dared not do anything, only dozing off against the headboard, listening to the increasingly loud noise outside.

The noise suddenly subsided, then the door opened, and a group of police officers walked in, all with stern faces and unfriendly tones: "Madam, we hope you will cooperate with our investigation."

Wang Xiao reacted instinctively: "I won't say anything until my lawyer arrives."

Six bodyguards blocked Wang Xiao's path again, looking like they were ready to take action.

The two sides reached another stalemate.

Honestly, in this moment where everything could erupt at any moment, Wang Xiao thought time would drag on endlessly, but before he knew it, dawn had broken.

The door was opened again, this time to inform them to go to the dining room for breakfast.

Wang Xiao insisted on brushing her teeth and washing her face before going downstairs to complete her personal hygiene.

Her two Chinese bodyguards were highly nervous and whispered their suggestion: "Let's go to the embassy, ​​we have to go to the embassy."

The Russian police have a bad reputation; they've all heard stories of businessmen in Moscow being extorted by the police.

What are they trying to do? Are they going to just start a robbery?

After a moment's thought, Wang Xiao asked to go to the Chinese Embassy: "I want to see my lawyer at the embassy."

She didn't even ask the police what they wanted to do, because she was determined to carry out her nonviolent non-cooperation policy to the end.

The number of guests in the restaurant had decreased significantly, with only a few people sitting there.

The waitress who brought them breakfast had dark circles under her eyes that almost reached her cheekbones. This plump woman suddenly burst out and roared, "Get out! You Katsaps, get out of Moldova! This is our country!"

Wang Xiao glanced at the woman subconsciously, because "Katchap" is a derogatory term used by Ukrainians to refer to Russians.

This country, Moldova, was part of Ukraine for many years, and even though it is now independent, the influence of the past has long been ingrained in its very being.

The police officers from the Ministry of the Interior looked gloomy and silently endured the waiter's insults.

The few customers scattered throughout the restaurant either looked uneasy or gloated, but no one stepped forward to act as a peacemaker.

Wang Xiao and Ivanov also turned a deaf ear.

Even if the Katsap mentioned by the aunt might also include Ivanov and others, they pretended not to hear it and just kept eating their black bread.

Yes, although last time radical Moldovan democrats loudly proclaimed that Moldovans should only eat white bread, and that black bread was pig feed.

But when Wang Xiao looked around, he saw that most of the other people's tables were also set with black bread.

She spread a generous amount of jam on it and ate it with yogurt that had two spoonfuls of sugar, showing great respect for the food.

Their detached attitude infuriated the waitress even more, to the point that she was about to overturn their table.

Wang Xiao suddenly spoke up, emphasizing, "Madam, I am Chinese. These Russian police officers are illegally detaining me. Can you help me report this to the Chinese Embassy? The phone number is XXX. I just came from Romania. I have many good friends in Romania, and they told me that Moldova's fruit is excellent. They hope I can import fruit from here back to China."

The waiter hesitated for a moment, then immediately agreed, "No problem, these Katsap think they're the Tsars. Hey, listen, we Moldovans have never been afraid of you!"

Just as the most gloomy-faced policeman was about to slam his fist on the table, a shout suddenly rang out in the restaurant: "What exactly do you want? Go back to Moscow! This is none of your business!"

It was Alexander who sold them the Mi-29s; even Ivanov wasn't sure of Alexander's stance.

He was fully armed, ready to draw his gun at any moment.

He was menacing because he was followed by a squad of equally armed soldiers, all with stern faces.

Exclamations erupted in the hotel. During this period, the coastal republic established by ethnic Russians and the Russian 14th Army behind them were in constant conflict with Moldova, with both sides deploying rocket launchers and tanks.

But the fact that the soldier had come to the International Hotel in such a menacing manner still made everyone tremble with fear.

The waitress broke down, yelling, "Get out! You Katsaps, get out of Moldova!"

Alexander immediately apologized to her: "I'm so sorry, madam, we'll be leaving right away."

Did Wang Xiao and the others have anything to say? Of course, they wiped their mouths without hesitation and followed.

The police officer stepped forward to stop him: "Sir, don't cause yourself unnecessary trouble."

Alexander sneered: "It's your turn to meddle too much. Moldova's affairs are none of your business. Go back to your own territory. The Ministry of the Interior is nothing!"

Just as it seemed the two sides were about to start fighting, people from the Chinese Embassy arrived.

The Chinese Embassy in Moldova was recently established, and given the turbulent situation in Moldova, its work has been very challenging.

The reason we were brought in at the last minute is entirely due to our concern for the safety of our citizens.

Wang Xiao took the initiative to back down, indicating that she was willing to be consulted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs police, accompanied by embassy staff.

Yes, it was a consultation; they weren't qualified to interrogate her.

"Madam, may I ask why you have come to Moldova?"

“Buying scrap steel.” Wang Xiao didn’t hide anything, pointing to Alexander, “My partner recommended him to me.”

The policeman gave a strange smile: "Moldova has scrap steel?"

"Which CIS country doesn't have scrap steel?" Wang Xiao retorted impatiently. "Which country doesn't sell scrap steel abroad?"

Alexander slammed an appraisal report on the table, gesturing with his chin towards the policeman: "Take a look for yourself. It's all scrap steel. Don't look at me with that pretentious look. Yes, it's all scrapped tanks and armored vehicles. Scrapped, understand? Buddy. Do you need a general or a marshal to explain things to you personally?"

Wang Xiao readily agreed: "Do you need to review our purchase contract?"

The police officer stared intently at Alexander for a long while before turning his gaze to Wang Xiao, his attitude still aggressive: "Besides the steel, what else did you buy, ma'am? Do I need to remind you?"

"I didn't buy any!" Wang Xiao said without hesitation. "I just arrived and haven't even seen any Moldova's fruit yet. How could I possibly place an order?"

She explained to the embassy staff that she was worried about not receiving enough fruit in Romania to ensure the plane wouldn't be empty, so she was considering Moldova as a supplementary option.

She even earnestly asked the embassy staff, "Comrade, is the fruit here delicious?"

The embassy staff had only just arrived; how would they know?

However, the embassy staff, along with the locals who came with them, smiled and said, "They're delicious! Our grapes are especially sweet. You're welcome to come and try them."

He made no secret of his disgust for the Russians, saying, "You can come anytime after they're gone. Moldova welcomes friends from China."

The police officer, suppressing his anger, pressed, "Besides these, is there anything else?"

“Of course,” Wang Xiao said impatiently. “The Romanian embassy knows about my fruit imports. I think the Bucharest city government has also been informed. I’ve asked them to help me find a suitable supplier. The fruit is almost ripe, and I can’t afford to waste any more time.”

The police wanted to ask more questions.

Another group of soldiers walked in and whispered something to Alexander.

The latter immediately gave a contemptuous smile and glared at the policeman defiantly: "Answer the phone, sir. After you finish the call, you'll probably know what to do."

He was so confident, and things did indeed unfold exactly as he predicted. The policeman who returned after the call looked ashen-faced as if he wanted to devour someone, but he still gritted his teeth and announced, "I have no more questions for you, ma'am. You may leave now."

Wang Xiao didn't even want to pack her luggage; she just wanted to leave immediately.

She swore she would never come to this hotel again in her life.

Their birth charts are incompatible; they are destined to clash!

But she forced herself to stay calm, packed her luggage as quickly as possible, and rushed out of the room to walk outside.

The embassy staff asked her, "Are you coming back with us so we can arrange your return home, or..."

Wang Xiao took a deep breath and smiled at the other person: "I'm going to install equipment at my factory in Romania, so I have to go over there to keep an eye on it."

Finally, she boarded Alexander's military vehicle.

Indeed, the Russian army's weapons now give her a greater sense of security. If it comes to the police, the army has a significantly better chance of winning.

She also had to transport the scrap steel by land to Romania and then by sea back to China.

She didn't mention the Mi-29 at all.

Anyway, the agreement was only verbal, and neither of them put it on paper, and she didn't pay anything.

Alexander, however, didn't want to lose the order, and explained, "It's those bastards in the Ministry of the Interior who are obsessed with money."

What do you mean by that?

Simply put, waste disposal companies are starting to appear in Moscow.

Undoubtedly, the scrap handled by these companies is quite special. In addition to selling genuine old weapons as scrap steel, they also handle a large amount of in-service equipment.

Behind each of these companies are powerful figures in the military and political spheres.

After all, most people can't even get close to the threshold of this industry.

The Mi-29s that Alexander was going to sell to Wang Xiao and his team also caught the eye of a scrap metal disposal company with ties to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They planned to sell the four aircraft along with seven rockets as a package, with Alexander's team receiving approximately $4 million.

Alexander and his backers felt they had sold it too cheaply, but Wang Xiao was willing to pay $1.2 million for just one Mi-29.

It has to be the highest bidder.

Who would have thought that the Ministry of the Interior would have such a keen sense of smell, and actually managed to sneak over to Moldova?

Last night they were very aggressive, but they really intended to make an example of them to deter the troops stationed in Moldova from obeying orders.

Wang Xiao keenly realized something: "Are you going to withdraw your troops?"

Only when withdrawing troops will they sell off weapons on a large scale.

Alexander sighed, "That's probably true. Staying any longer will only make things worse."

Ivanov responded with his usual sarcastic remark: "You're willing to abandon it? You're just going to ignore the Republic along the river?"

He wanted to fuck this damn world again.

Can you believe it? This April, the Vice President of the Russian Federation actually visited the River Rim Republic of Moldova.

This foolish probing disgusted him.

A regime unwilling to assume the obligations of the Soviet Union was foolish enough to fantasize that it could inherit all the power of the Soviet Union.

He had never seen such a shameless and arrogant piece of trash!

Like most of the garrison, Alexander was already deeply exhausted: "I can't control them. The guests have turned the tables on me, and it's only natural that I'm hated."

He forced himself to stay alert. "Want it? Package deal, $5 million, 4 Mi-29s plus 7 Hurricane rockets."

"I don't want it!" Wang Xiao instinctively refused. What would she do with a rocket? Would it be fun to put it in the sky? Why didn't she just set off fireworks?

Alexander was at a loss and could only look to Ivanov for help.

The latter chuckled, his shoulders shrugging, before finally managing to say, "We want the plane, but not the rocket. Five million US dollars, OK, but you have to park the plane at the designated location."

Moldova, anyway, he definitely won't be coming back anytime soon.

Arranging for someone to fly the plane away is also unrealistic.

With things having progressed to this point, there is no doubt that they have been targeted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

These hyenas can't do anything about the garrison for now, but they still have the ability to trip up legitimate businessmen like him.

Tsk tsk, it wasn't enough that they brought down the Soviet Union; they wanted to continue tormenting the people of the CIS countries.

Arrogant and ignorant.

Alexander readily agreed: "No problem, you can stop wherever you want."

He joked, "It could be stopped in Africa too."

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere on the bus finally became more cheerful.

Wang Xiao relaxed. Six planes, totaling six million eight hundred thousand US dollars.

Let the Air Force trade six routes for it; he's not in the mood to build planes for the Air Force anytime soon anyway.

She was now only curious: "What's going on with the people in KGB? I get the feeling that they don't even know what missions each other is carrying out."

Two groups of people clearly came last night. What did the other group do?

Ivanov discovered a blind spot and had to correct Wang Xiao's misconception: "They are not in cahoots. In 1954, the Ministry of Internal Affairs was split into the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the State Security Committee (Russian: КГБ, which means kgb)."

He thought for a moment, then made an analogy, “It’s a bit like the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics in your China before.”

Wang Xiao was speechless.

Dude, is that an appropriate analogy? Don't you think it's unlucky?

Alexander clicked his tongue and said irritably, "Who knows about the KGB thing? It's caused quite a stir."

Ivanov raised an eyebrow: "You don't know either?"

Alexander shook his head, quite certain: "I don't know, they didn't ask us to assist in the investigation."

His face fell. "Maybe they've come to cause trouble for us."

Like all state secret agencies and armed forces, whether in the Soviet era or the current Russian Federation, the military has never been friendly towards the KGB.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, Ivanov offered a reassuring remark: "Perhaps not. I think they're more likely looking for international businessmen."

Otherwise, they wouldn't have made such a scene so late at night.

Alexander looked disgusted: "They ran away as fast as ghosts after they finished their mess, leaving us to clean up their mess. Just wait, Moldova is definitely going to explode."

Moldova was humiliated last time when extremist nationalists kidnapped a large number of foreign guests.

Now it's the other way around; if they don't make a good use of this, they'll have to be crazy.

Ivanov then cursed angrily, "Let them mess around. They won't be happy until they've completely lost face."

Because of this concern, Ivanov remained silent and with a long face throughout the rest of the trip.

It wasn't until the tanks and other items exported as scrap steel were loaded into containers and sent on ships, and Ivanov was supposed to return to the Baltic Sea to arrange the seafood export, that he remembered to joke and ease the tension.

"Hey! Wang, smile. I thought you'd be interested in that one from Moldova."

"What?" Wang Xiao was deep in thought and was caught off guard by the sudden question.

It wasn't until she clearly saw Ivanov's lewd and smug expression that she couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Do you think I'm not picky?"

Ivanov sounded a little aggrieved, as if he wasn't picky at all.

However, he had to emphasize, "That gentleman was quite nice too."

The embassy staff member from Moldova wore glasses, was very polite, seemed to have a good temper, and was quite concerned about her.

It must be the kind of music she likes.

Wang Xiao rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky, and repeated the word "Moldova" viciously!

Okay, Ivanov said he understood.

He still feels unlucky whenever he thinks of that wretched word.

Of course, this bad luck is all the fault of those damned... well, they're just henchmen.

It's still the incompetent government that's to blame.

Ivanov boarded the plane with a sullen face and left.

Originally, he was supposed to stay in Romania with Wang Xiao for a while.

In this way, he can calmly search for more agricultural talents.

Honestly, after investing in agriculture, he realized that there were so many intricacies involved in farming.

Can you believe it? A soil physicochemical analysis laboratory will be set up in a greenhouse.

Every month, the laboratory has to analyze the soil used to cultivate the various crops.

After determining the content of elements such as nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, calcium, and magnesium, the results are compared with the fertilizer standards required for different growth stages of crops to determine what fertilizers need to be added to each soil area, how much to add, and how to add them.

Ivanov was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

Farming is just a simple task, how can it be more troublesome than raising a child?

But he has one good point: despite being a poor student, he has a deep respect for knowledge and never acts like a know-it-all in front of professionals.

Since a soil physicochemical analysis laboratory is needed, then let's set one up.

If there's no one available, then hire someone.

But now, she can only entrust this task to Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao readily gave him an OK sign and then directly put him on the plane.

Although Ivanov didn't say it aloud, she knew what was going on.

He will definitely reconnect with his network of contacts when he goes back this time, in case the Ministry of the Interior, in a fit of anger, uses them as a scapegoat to scare the monkey.

Of course, what Wang Xiao is more curious about now is why KGB made such a scene in the middle of the night.

She returned to the container market wholesale market and immediately flipped through the newspapers, but found no news about that night.

That doesn't make sense. Romania hasn't given up on its plan to annex Moldova yet.

It's truly heartbreaking to say that weak and sparsely populated countries can never control their own destiny.

Even if both countries are willing, they cannot act if the neighboring major power is unhappy.

But at this moment, Romania is still making efforts, and mainstream media should actively support Moldova.

result--

It seems everyone has collectively fallen silent about this matter.

She was completely baffled and even took the initiative to ask a reporter she knew.

The latter was completely bewildered. "Huh? What happened in Moldova? Besides the war with the Russians?"

What KGB operation? I haven't heard of it.

Hey, Miss Wang, where did you get this information? Tell us, tell us!

Wang Xiao instinctively sensed something was wrong and quickly hung up the phone, making up an excuse.

Sure enough, the embassy contacted her soon after, gently advising her not to mention what happened that night.

As for why?

The official statement sounds grand but actually says nothing at all.

That is, the international situation is complex and complicated, and there are currently great contradictions among the CIS countries, as well as quite intense social conflicts.

Outsiders should refrain from commenting, as it could easily lead to unnecessary trouble.

With the official line already laid out, what else could Wang Xiao say? She immediately wisely said to zip up her mouth, and then readily asked about her desire to import Romanian fruit.

This matter, while somewhat troublesome, is not entirely without method.

Why?

In April 1989, Romania was able to proudly announce that it had paid off all its foreign debt, and at least half of that credit should be attributed to its large-scale export of agricultural products.

Both vegetables and fruits are major exports for the company.

This has given Romanian fruits and vegetables the relevant certifications, making it much easier to export them to China.

Next, relevant management departments from China will come to inspect the production area and see if your orchard meets the relevant standards.

Then it goes through relevant quarantine to see if it meets the standards. If it does, it can be exported.

Hey, if it's that simple, why didn't Romania actively promote further expansion of fruit exports before?

It's due to transportation capacity issues.

Apart from Europe and the Soviet Union, where refrigerated trains could barely solve the problem, Romanian fruit could only be transported by air to other places.

But air freight is so expensive! The price of cheap street vendor goods that were originally good quality will skyrocket once they are put on a plane.

Fortunately, Wang Xiao's side was just a side project, aiming to both deplete Ley's resources and solve the problem of empty return trips, which also made it easier to control costs.

However, she started doing this a little too late.

Despite the efforts of the Romanian government and the Chinese Embassy in Romania, Romanian cherries still couldn't enter the Chinese market this year.

Wang Xiao felt it was a great pity.

Because of the smugglers who flew these routes, they brought a small amount of cherries to Xiaozhou, and everyone who tasted them praised them highly.

Sigh, we'll have to wait until next year for the big cherries.

The fruits we can still work on this year are grapes and plums, both of which taste quite good.

Presumably, by using the name of imported fruit, it will be able to get into high-end restaurants without any problems.

She put that matter aside and went to continue to inquire about the installation of the production line at the Longhua TV Factory.

Factory Director Wu is also a decisive and efficient person.

Once the production line was in place, he arranged for people to install it while simultaneously starting the recruitment process.

In the preceding decades, Romania had enjoyed good development in education and industry, which provided an abundant human resource pool for recruitment.

The original factory workers were furious when they learned that the place had been turned into a factory again, feeling that they had been tricked.

However, as soon as the recruitment started, the monthly salary of one hundred US dollars instantly attracted everyone to apply.

The color TV factory couldn't possibly hire everyone; they selected about half of the workers to stay and do the work.

The remaining gap mainly consists of technical personnel from the Longhua TV Factory headquarters.

And some of the Chinese recruited in Bucharest.

Among these people are college graduates and former government officials; most of them have come to Eastern Europe in the past two years due to the wave of people going abroad.

Among them, government officials are generally the group that does not fare very well among those who go abroad.

On the one hand, it's because they're too embarrassed to do business in the free market; even locals are hesitant, and the burden of being a cadre is too heavy.

On the other hand, they are over-regulated, lack flexibility in their work, and have no idea how to adapt to their environment.

However, they also have their advantages, namely, they are very good at management, or in other words, they are good at being officials.

Don't underestimate this point; management talent is a rare commodity.

A well-managed team can easily outperform a disorganized team.

Wang Xiao accompanied Factory Director Wu to interview five cadres, and three were selected.

The remaining three spots were given to university graduates who had just graduated and were venturing into Eastern Europe to make their way in the world, allowing them to directly take on the work of their university major.

Wang Xiao was also at a loss about how to arrange the remaining young man.

This guy graduated from university last year and went to Hungary.

Because he graduated from a medical university with a degree in clinical medicine and had studied acupuncture, he naturally found a job at a clinic after arriving in Budapest.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky; less than six months into his job, he encountered the Hungarian authorities' stricter visa checks.

He was deemed by the police to be an undesirable person who practiced medicine illegally and colluded with organized crime.

Then it was blacklisted.

He hid in Hungary for several months, but couldn't take it anymore, so he went to Romania.

Not long after arriving, Hungary surprisingly relaxed its policies again.

Unfortunately, he had already suffered enough and didn't want to go back and be looked down upon by the police.

But given his expertise, neither Wang Xiao nor Factory Director Wu knew what position to assign him.

If this were in the country, his identity would undoubtedly be that of a factory doctor.

But foreign countries have their own rules. Didn't you hear the Hungarian police say he was practicing medicine illegally?

Wang Xiao then went to the municipal government leaders to inquire. After confirming that he had indeed studied acupuncture and had a certificate, the leaders immediately and readily agreed: It's okay, he can become a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

However, his practice is limited to acupuncture and cupping, and he cannot prescribe medication.

Because he doesn't understand Romanian and doesn't have the relevant qualifications, he'll have to go back to medical school and retake the exams.

Otherwise, he certainly wouldn't be able to become a proper Western medicine doctor.

OK, then the color TV factory will have a factory doctor, responsible for massage therapy and daily health care.

If employees really fall seriously ill, they can go to the hospital.

Medical care is free in Romania.

The recruitment of employees on one side is completed, but the remaining original factory workers on the other side are going to cause trouble.

They watched as one former coworker after another was notified that they could go for a medical examination, and if they passed the examination, they could officially start working.

So what about them? What are they going to do?

No, no one can take away their right to work.

Before they could gather together and start making a fuss, Wang Xiao's eyes lit up and he offered them another job: working on a construction site.

The container market is attracting more and more people, and with the rainy summer, market development must be accelerated.

To be honest, she really thought these workers were a bit like abacus beads.

The construction site is right next door, and the factory has been shut down for a long time.

If you want to make money, why not take the initiative to work on a construction site?

They wouldn't move unless she brought it up.

Fortunately, these workers did not look down on being construction workers because it was considered undignified. On the contrary, they were quite satisfied with the job because construction workers received nutrition and high-temperature subsidies, and their monthly salary in the summer was equivalent to $140.

Wang Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that factories have been set up, all is well and all is well, which is the best outcome.

Seeing that the factory had finally started operating, Wang Xiao attended a celebration banquet, and then took a box of cherries to catch a plane.

Wait, aren't cherries already out of season?

It should be the season for grapes, plums, and apricots.

The grapes and apricots at the Chinese Embassy are ripe and delicious right now.

As for cherries, he personally witnessed that the cherry orchards in the suburbs had been completely picked clean.

So where did these cherries come from?

Well, let's just give it a makeover.

Although Romania's area is only equivalent to that of a province in China, the climate conditions can vary even within the same province.

While cherries in Bucharest and the surrounding areas are indeed past their prime, they are in season in the cooler mountain regions.

They just turn a corner and become products from Bucharest.

This kind of thing is not surprising at all. Let alone the fact that it was produced in a unified country, it is commonplace for it to be exported under the name of another country.

Wang Xiao remembered reading before he transmigrated into the book that for a period of time, China stopped importing Norwegian salmon, but the country's export volume was not affected.

Because they transported salmon to Southeast Asia and then imported it into China under the guise of Southeast Asian seafood.

It's clear that in business, the seller is always more shrewd than the buyer.

Now that Romanian fruit farmers are secretly engaging in underhanded tactics, Wang Xiao has no choice but to pretend he didn't see it.

This kind of thing can never be completely eliminated, as long as the quarantine is passed.

Oh, and we need to work harder in Kyiv too.

Since it's a well-known breadbasket of Europe, it probably has plenty of delicious berries, which are perfect for air transport.

Since it was the first time Wang Xiao had transported fruit back, she even accompanied the shipment on the plane.

She had another mission when she went back this time: to bring her parents and Chen Jingjing to Romania.

In mid-June, Chen Yidong and Qian Xuemei arrived in Bucharest and settled down in the suburbs.

They lived in a public housing unit at the Agricultural and Industrial Center, a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment with two bathrooms. The room was about 70 square meters and the rent was very cheap, less than $10.

The house is decorated quite beautifully, with carved windows and pillars, and the exterior paint is bright and vibrant.

Chen Jingjing came with her parents as soon as the high school entrance exam was over because she still had to wait for her results and admission notice.

Now, students fill out their application forms before the high school entrance exam, and there's no need to worry about how to fill them out after the exam.

Wang Xiao flew back to Xiaozhou and watched as the grapes, apricots, plums, and cherries successfully cleared customs and were taken away by the staff of the Xiaozhou Grand Hotel. Her anxiety finally subsided.

Actually, she had some ambition in bringing these fresh seafood back.

For example, you could open an imported food store that specializes in selling fruits and seafood flown in from overseas.

Yes, they are very expensive, but that doesn't mean they have no market.

Is Montblanc expensive? A simple T-shirt can now sell for 900 yuan, and it still has a huge following.

If we switch to imported fruit, even if it's only ten yuan a pound, we can try it out, so what's wrong with that?

There are plenty of people who are willing to spend 10 yuan on a KFC meal.

For example, raw seafood like king crab is indeed difficult for most people to afford, and ordinary families certainly don't know how to cook it.

However, other seafood, such as sturgeon and hairy crab, can still be served on family dinner tables.

Now that she has taken control of the flight path, she must make good use of it.

But there's no rush now; let's see how the market reacts first.

Only after the grand hotel helps build its reputation can the imported food stores truly exert their influence; otherwise, their appeal to the citizens of Xiaozhou will likely be limited.

Wang Xiao strode out of the airport and hurried towards the International Trade City.

Construction sites have been running non-stop since last year.

Even though it's the sweltering month of July, the construction site is bustling with activity again as the sun sets.

It's said that China is a construction powerhouse, with skyscrapers rising rapidly thanks to the sweat of construction workers. A 54-story building is almost finished.

The reason for building it to be 54 stories high is to align with the May Fourth Movement.

That's right, it's Youth Day, representing the power of youth and vitality.

For Wang Xiao, once the building is topped out, she will have more room to maneuver.

Whether it's the office buildings above or the large commercial and residential buildings below, if you make good use of them, they can be a treasure trove.

She made a special trip to the construction site to check and make sure that drinks like mung bean soup and plum juice to help cool down in the heat were still available before she felt at ease going to the commercial city.

She is a shrewd capitalist who never wants to save a little money and cause big trouble.

In her view, it was absolutely foolish to put workers through such a miserable ordeal in order to save so-called costs.

What can you do with that little bit of money? It's not even enough to throw a party and party all night.

Why be so stingy that it leads to a murder? It's bad karma, and even the God of Wealth won't protect you.

Wang Xiao ran back to the commercial city again, and as usual, silently began his inspection.

The commercial center this summer has seen a significantly larger flow of people compared to last autumn and winter.

The customers who make purchases come from all over the world. In the past, they were mainly from Eastern Europe and the Soviet Union, but now there are many more people dressed in Arab attire.

It's clear that the commercial city has truly made a name for itself.

The variety of goods is also much greater than before, with even all sorts of small household appliances appearing.

Wang Xiao even felt like she was looking at an online shopping mall and a physical store.

Sure enough, as long as there is market demand, supply will appear quickly.

"Over here, over here."

Chen Jingjing pulled Chen Yanqiu over, unable to hide her pride, "I knew my sister would definitely inspect the work first."

Wang Xiao smiled and patted her head: "You knew again? Congratulations, Chen Jingjing, you've successfully passed the high school entrance exam."

Chen Jingjing was a little embarrassed, her face flushed: "It's just an ordinary high school."

Wang Xiao laughed and said, "It's already very good!"

Before she entered the book, many parents believed that 50% of students would be directly streamed after the high school entrance exam.

But now, in the early 1990s, the admission rates for vocational schools and high schools were even lower.

Take Zhouzhen Junior High School as an example. It is already considered a relatively good rural middle school, but out of the more than 300 graduates, fewer than 10 students were admitted to high school or vocational school.

Therefore, Wang Xiao's praise of Chen Jingjing for doing well on the exam was not just a polite remark.

Chen Jingjing blushed even more; she dared not accept her sister's praise.

If she were truly capable, her parents wouldn't have bothered sending her to Romania.

Isn't it all just to make it easier for her to go to university?

But the little girl had her own pride, and she secretly asked her older sister, "Can I apply to a university in Romania?"

It must be said that Chen Jingjing's horizons broadened significantly after arriving in the provincial capital.

Moreover, because her parents run a business in the commercial city and her aunt often travels abroad, she knows more than her peers.

For example, people who study at universities abroad have more opportunities for development.

Wang Xiao had no objection whatsoever.

In the 1990s, those who returned from overseas were genuine returnees, and their degrees were highly valuable.

Even some cadres in important central departments, who are able to reach their positions at a young age, rely primarily on their status as students who studied abroad.

Society as a whole highly recognizes those who have studied abroad, and everyone believes that those who study at universities overseas are the elite of the elite.

Chen Jingjing wants to study at a university abroad, which is great.

However, Wang Xiao was also unclear about the specific procedures for attending university in Romania. She could only say, "I'll find out more about the situation after I get there."

Chen Yanqiu urged her, "Alright, alright, hurry back and eat, your dad is waiting."

They're flying directly to Bucharest tomorrow morning, so they're spending the night in Xiaozhou to avoid having to drive all the way from Jinning in the middle of the night.

Chen Yanqiu then said to the two sisters, "You can talk about it later, take your time. There's plenty of time for you to talk. You can talk for several hours once you're on the plane."

However, Dr. Chen was wrong again this time; Wang Xiao did not travel on the plane with them.

She then went directly to Jiangzhimen and flew to Moscow.

Why?

Because while she was having dinner, Ivanov called her and revealed some shocking inside information.

Do you remember what happened to them in Moldova?

Do you remember that terrifying night at the InterContinental Hotel?

Do you remember the elusive KGB?

Why did this group of famous secret agents go to the InterContinental Hotel that night and then mysteriously disappear?

Because they handled a major case, a case involving nuclear weapons.

Ivanov couldn't find out the specifics either.

Some say the nuclear briefcase has gone missing.

Some say that uranium-235 was stolen.

Some say that the 18-kilogram weapon has disappeared.

In short, it's all related to nuclear power.

Ivanov and his well-informed associates analyzed the situation and were more inclined to believe that nuclear materials had been stolen.

Because if it were a nuclear briefcase, the scale of the operation wouldn't be this small.

As for why the KGB did not search the room where Wang Xiao and others were located at that time.

Ivanov's friends unanimously believed that China had already developed its own nuclear weapons, and there was no need to follow in others' footsteps.

When Ivanov said this, he laughed heartily and emphasized with a particularly self-satisfied sense of humor: "If it were Japanese or Koreans, then that would be quite possible."

Wang Xiao felt a headache coming on.

Indeed, she now desperately hopes that these CIS countries will become stronger, at least to prevent the proliferation of nuclear weapons.

She was so young, and it was already tragic enough that she had been transported into this world so carelessly. She had no intention of becoming a victim of a nuclear leak.

But after Ivanov finished laughing, he told her some devastating news: they really were being watched by the NKVD.

His comrades in the military have all told him not to think about getting an airplane anytime soon.

Once a transaction is targeted, it is very likely to become a notorious example.

No one had the confidence to overturn the table yet, so they could only endure it for the time being.

Wang Xiao became anxious upon hearing this: "We need planes! Our business is expanding, and we need more planes."

Ivanov was even more melancholy than she was.

In fact, because he couldn't get more planes, he was forced to give up two sizable brokerage deals.

"Your Majesty, we must lay low for a while."

I'm so annoyed.

They had worked so hard to maintain their flight routes, and they had worked so hard to get the Air Force to clear the way for them.

But at the crucial moment, our side actually messed up.

Honestly, he felt like he was going to be laughed at to death by the Air Force.

air force--

Wang Xiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Could we rent a plane? A plane from your Russian Air Force?"

ah?

Ivanov was dumbfounded, wondering if he had misheard.

Even if it's about renting a plane, it's about renting a plane from an airline, just like China Express Airlines' shipping agency, which rents planes from Aeroflot.

Their business is doing quite well now; his friends at Aeroflot say the planes are very busy right now.

Those flying to Poland fly to Poland, those flying to Turkey fly to Türkiye, and those flying to China fly to China.

Wang Xiao firmly denied it: "No, it's your Air Force plane."

The reason she didn't consider airlines but instead targeted the Russian Air Force is because airlines mainly operate passenger planes, with very few dedicated cargo planes.

But what they need now is a large number of cargo planes.

The Air Force, which frequently performs special transport missions—such as transporting the president's car abroad—has a large fleet of cargo planes, making them ideal customers.

Wang Xiao encouraged Ivanov, "So what if it's an Air Force plane? There's nothing strange about it. Don't forget, our Chinese Air Force planes also fly directly to civilian airlines, the kind that sell tickets to foreign airlines."

If the Chinese Air Force can do it, why can't the Russian Air Force?

Since the planes are just sitting idle anyway, why not take them out and make some money?

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For information on the price of the Mi-29, please refer to the September 1994 issue of "Aviation Knowledge".

A news item on the internet: "Moldova sells MiG-29s"

On June 20, the Moldovan Ministry of Defense sold four MiG-29 aircraft and seven Hurricane rockets to South Yemen. According to newspaper materials, the deal was made through a Russian arms concern and a joint venture between Bulgaria and Belgium, with Moldova receiving approximately $4 million.

Regarding the Russo-Moroccan conflict at that time:

The Republic of Moldova, formerly the Moldavia Soviet Socialist Republic, is bordered by Romania to the west across the Prut River and the rest of its territory to Ukraine. It covers an area of ​​33,700 square kilometers and has a population of 4.5 million. Moldovans comprise 63.4% of the population, belonging to the Romanian ethnic group. Other residents include Ukrainians (13.8%), Russians (12%), Gagze (3.5%), Bulgarians (2%), as well as Jews, Germans, and others.

Moldova's history dates back to the ancient Principality of Moldova. In the early 19th century, Russia seized the Bessarabia region between the Dniester and Prut rivers from defeated Turkey. After the October Revolution, Bessarabia passed a resolution in November 1918 to rejoin Romania. In June 1940, based on a secret supplementary agreement to the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact, the Soviet Union issued an ultimatum to the Romanian government and subsequently occupied Bessarabia and Northern Bukovina (now in Ukraine), later establishing the Moldavia Soviet Socialist Republic on its foundations.

Moldova gained independence in 1991. Its future after independence was not optimistic. When it was annexed by the Soviet Union, its access to the sea was given to Ukraine, which it could not reclaim after independence. Additionally, there was the Transnistria region, predominantly inhabited by Russians, near which were troops of the Soviet 14th Army. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, this army was transferred to Russia. In 1992, Transnistria declared independence and began a civil war with the Moldovans. After a period of civil war, a ceasefire was reached under Russian mediation. Transnistria remained nominally part of Moldova, but achieved de facto independence.

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