Lev took Sichen into his office and sat together in front of the red brick fireplace to warm up.

In mid-October, it is already winter in Siberia, and it snows from time to time.

Si Chen shivered from the cold and sat on the dark red leather single sofa near the fireplace.

Lev was sitting on the single sofa opposite, and the distance between them was less than two meters.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I have neither cigars nor vodka to entertain you."

Lev said, subconsciously rubbing the chubby can box in his hand.

Si Chen glanced at Lev calmly. This boy was obviously very hungry, but he could resist eating on important occasions.

He looked at the can in Lev's hand, raised his eyebrows, and motioned for him to eat it!

"I asked the food factory to process this can according to your method. Open it and take a look. There will be a surprise!"

Originally, Si Chen asked the food factory to produce it specifically for the Soviet Union. He planned to exchange it with Ivanlov for something else.

Right now, the first batch of cans produced are just being brought over for Lev and others to test their taste.

Lev's eyes clearly lit up!

He quickly took out a small saber, as big as a dagger, from his boot.

Immediately, Lev carefully pried open the round military can with a knife.

"Wow! It smells so good! This wine tastes so good!"

Lev took a deep breath and said with joy:

"There is not only canned meat in the box, but also a few sips of wine in the wine storage compartment next to it. It smells very strong, it must be great!"

Lev gave Si Chen a thumbs up and expressed his sincere admiration!

Suzhou is located in a high latitude zone, so in order to keep out the cold, drinking alcohol is like drinking boiled water.

A fighting nation may not necessarily like to drink water, but it must be inseparable from wine!

Military cans have separated wine storage compartments. This is not a new practice. It is a tradition of the Soviet Union.

That's what they did during World War II.

Lev doesn't care anymore, just get started and enjoy it!

Si Chen saw him in such a state of desolation because of another bite to eat, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart:

"I specially asked the food factory to fill the Xinghuacun high-quality wine, which is very spicy in the mouth!"

Unexpectedly, Lev chuckled and replied:

“It’s just average spicy!”

Si Chen:......-_-||

Sure enough, you can't talk about whether the wine is exciting or not with people from a fighting nation!

The light in the wooden house was dim, and a hanging yellow light bulb seemed to be unable to illuminate the darkness of the night.

The red-yellow flames in the fireplace jumped in clusters.

The firelight reflected on Si Chen's face, making the lines on his side face extremely sharp and angular.

It was clearly a smiling face, but the slightly narrowed eyes were dormant with calculations.

He is like Lev's savior, but also like Satan who can easily control everything.

That handsome face is half bright and half dark.

…

"I heard them say that you haven't eaten for two days, too?"

Faced with Si Chen's words, Lev, who had eaten half full and drank a few sips of wine to satisfy his craving, showed a hint of embarrassment on his unshaven face.

"Boss, to tell you the truth, the situation here is not good."

As he spoke, Lev rubbed his face and worried:

"We haven't been able to get supplies, but we have to guard the 'laborers' who are three times our number."

"We have nothing to eat, and they have nothing to eat."

"Those 'laborers' who were sent here were starving to death, freezing to death, or dying of illness every day."

"If things continue like this, those workers will be at the end of their rope and will inevitably rebel."

"I hope that I can exchange some supplies with you and discuss the diamond sales business with you."

When Si Chen heard this, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, leaned forward, and said in a low voice:

"Let me guess what happened to you."

"After that incident, Shikov, a member of the regiment, died suddenly."

"The deputy regiment must give a reasonable explanation to the superiors."

"I guess the deputy regiment hasn't gotten over his superiors yet. Maybe his 'report' was not satisfactory to his superiors."

"And you, Lev, should be a key part of this report."

Si Chen was full of slander, but Lev completely understood it, nodded unconsciously, and admitted:

"Yes, the benefits presented to superiors by the 'report' are not rich enough."

This sentence is equivalent to an indirect admission that this diamond mine can always exist and the superiors also know it.

In other words, the diamond mine is under Shikov's jurisdiction and is run by him. Whether it is mining or buying and selling, his superiors have a laissez-faire attitude.

Shikov's superiors care about face and reputation. They want to share the profits, but they will not get involved in running this black mine.

If Shikov dared to blatantly start a diamond mine here, he must have got through to his superiors, who turned a blind eye and didn't care.

Now, Shikov is dead!

The deputy regiment took over the diamond mine, so the deputy regiment still has to take care of the superiors.

If you don't manage things well, your superiors will cause trouble for you——

For example, carefully investigate how Shikov died.

Another example is not approving the deputy group to become the main group.

What Lev said about the interests of the deputy regiment manager and his superiors was not generous enough. Of course Si Chen understood:

"If the deputy regiment cannot get approval from their superiors, they cannot truly correct themselves and become the main regiment."

"You just took over the diamond mine. Did Shikov's original partner stop playing with you?"

"If there is no market for diamonds, there will be no profit."

"Without money, how can the deputy regiment manage the superiors?"

"So, Lev, you become a key link."

"If you get buyers like me and Mr. Nuolan, then you will have your own market."

"With money, everything will be easier for the deputy team, right?"

Lev was exploited and speechless by Si Chen's ruthless reasoning!

He could only keep nodding and said:

"The boss is the boss!"

You see, I didn’t even say anything yet, I asked him to push it out one by one. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

Si Chen raised his eyebrows, took out the cigar box from his arms, opened it, and gave one to Lev.

After taking the cigar, Lev's eyes were full of surprise:

"Wow! I haven't smelled the smell of cigars for a long time! I miss it so much!"

As they spoke, they both lit cigarettes.

Suddenly, Si Chen said:

"I guess there is more than one 'report' from the deputy regiment?"

Lev's action of lighting up his cigarette was a pause.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Si Chen. After being stunned for a second, his eyes flashed unconsciously and he smiled, but said nothing.

Lev is nervous!

He was afraid that Si Chen would uncover his true predicament!

Si Chen could tell, but he showed no mercy at all:

"The other 'report' from the deputy regiment should blame you for Shikov's death, right?"

Lev was lighting a cigarette, and as soon as he took a puff, he choked and coughed crazily.

"Look at you, why can't you keep your temper?"
To be continued...