Menahmu Baijing angrily slammed her hand on the table and shouted angrily, "Fuck! I didn't bother him, but he actually came to provoke me first?"
"What are those air defense forces doing? Shoot them all down!"
The head of Mossad intelligence said embarrassedly: "Mr. President, the anti-missile systems we purchased can't catch them at all."
"So, that's why..."
“What?!”
Menahmu Baijing angrily threw the documents in her hand at him and shouted, "You mean, the anti-missile system we bought from the United States and Europe at great expense can't even detect Miracle Group's fighter jets?"
"Now it can only be a decoration?"
The head of Mossad intelligence nodded and stood silently below, not daring to speak.
"Fuck! Damn those bastards!"
"What the hell did they buy? They can't even capture a fighter plane. What a waste!"
At this time, after Menahmu Baijing had vented her anger in the office, she looked at him and said, "You should pay close attention to the movements of Miracle Group."
"At the same time, contact the United States immediately. We still need a large amount of weapons and equipment assistance."
"Otherwise, we can only pretend."
"Yes, Mr. President."
...
afternoon.
Located at Moscow International Airport.
Bao Junyi slowly walked down the escalator of the An-24 private jet.
At this time, there was a queue of cars waiting for a long time under the escalator.
At the head was a military officer, followed by some local officials, and on both sides were ceremonial bands. The ceremony was very grand.
The officer stepped forward, extended his hand, and said, "Hello, Mr. Bao."
"I'm Alexei, the secretary to President Gorbachev."
Bao Junyi smiled and extended his hand, saying, "Hello, Secretary Alexei."
"Are we going to the Kremeng Palace to see the President now?"
Alexei said, "Mr. Bao, let's go to the Kremelin Palace now."
"Mr. President Gorbachev, we have been waiting for a long time."
Bao Junyi nodded and said, "Okay!"
"Let's go now."
After he finished speaking, he entered the convoy with his bodyguards and headed to the Kremelin Palace.
The convoy drove for thirty minutes.
Bao Junyi followed the secretary Alexi into the Kremlin Palace and saw the medieval architectural style of the Bear Kingdom, which was full of luxury. Many places were made of gold, highlighting the arrogance of the Bear Kingdom in the Middle Ages.
Secretary Alexi took him to a gate, opened it for him and let him in.
Bao Junyi walked straight in and found a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties who was carefully reviewing documents without looking up.
Bao Junyi frowned, but didn't say anything. He just wandered around the office as casually as if he were at home.
At this point, Golbaqiaofu stopped what he was doing and said, "You must be Mr. Bao."
In fact, when the office door opened, he probably guessed who was coming.
He deliberately left Bao Junyi out to intimidate him, but he didn't expect him to be so casual, so he had to give up.
Bao Junyi heard the voice and turned around and said, "Oh, it's me, Mr. President."
"I saw that Mr. President was busy, so I didn't bother you. I just wandered around and waited for you to finish."
The corner of Gorbachev's mouth twitched as he replied, "Haha, I just finished my work."
"Come and sit wherever you want."
"OK."
Gorbachev cleaned up the table briefly before saying, "Mr. Bao, what do you want to see me about this time?"
Bao Junyi directly spread out his words and said, "Mr. President, this time I would like to buy some weapons and equipment, as well as various types of ammunition from you."
"I wonder if the Bear Country is interested in the arms purchase contract?"
Gorbachev did not answer in a hurry. Instead, he took out a Cuban cigar from the drawer, trimmed it and lit it in one go.
He took a deep breath and then said slowly, "I'm interested. Why not make money if there's money to be made?"
"But I have a small request."
Bao Junyi asked in confusion: "Oh, what request?"
“As long as it’s within reason.”
Gorbachev smiled and said, "Actually, it's very simple."
"I hope that Miracle Group can give up some of its market share in the light industrial products of the Bear Country to European and American capital."
Bao Junyi frowned, looked at his expression, and after a moment said, "Mr. President, are you serious?"
"There are two major camps now, are you sure you want to bring in Western capital?"
Gorbachev took a deep drag on his cigar and exhaled slowly, saying, "Yes."
"I don't know, would Mr. Bao be willing?"
Bao Junyi's face changed instantly. He didn't expect that no matter how he intervened in history, he could not change the historical direction of the Bear Country?
He knew that with the announcement of the reform of Gorbachev's new policy and the introduction of Western capital models, the country's originally outdated machines were slowly paralyzed.
At the same time, prices in various industries in the country soared rapidly, and the money distributed to all classes in the Bear Country was not depreciating as fast as it was depreciating.
This also led to the economy of the Bear Country falling to the brink of collapse in just a few years. A large number of workers could not afford to buy bread, and even eating became difficult.
Bao Junyi was also helpless and said, "If Mr. President decides, our Miracle Group is willing to give up part of the market."
"but..."
Gorbachev frowned and said, "But what?"
Bao Junyi smiled and said, "Mr. President, however, we will reduce the wheat supply to the Bear Country."
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