Shmegal swallowed, then smiled and said: "That's so embarrassing."

She said she was embarrassed, but her body was very honest.

The law of true fragrance.

It's the same everywhere.

Shmegal couldn't wait to unscrew the lid and immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

The smell is not much worse than vodka.

Then he took the palm-sized Erguotou, raised his head, and poured the wine into his stomach.

In an instant, the bottle bottomed out.

Wine is really the lifeblood of Soviet men.

As long as he drinks, he can become your brother and your boss.

I will even give you my daughter as your wife, as promised.

Finished Erguotou in one go.

Shmeygal wiped his mouth and then showed a satisfied look on his face.

"Mr. Nicholas, thank you so much. Your Erguotou is a good wine."

"Where can I buy it?"

"Mr. Ambassador likes it. I have a lot more and I will give them to you." Chu Zihang waved his hand generously and said.

"Really? That's great."

Shmegal stood up excitedly, as happy as a 300-pound fat man.

Chu Zihang secretly laughed in his heart, the Soviet Union loved wine as much as they loved wine, and a bottle of wine could achieve brotherhood.

And they are not that kind of hypocritical, but really treat you like a brother.

These are pure men, not the hypocrites in the West.

Chu Zihang showed his sincerity, Shmeygal did not stop writing, and went straight to the topic.

"Nicholas, are you an arms dealer?"

"Mr. Ambassador, what I need to correct you is that I am an ambassador who brings peace and hope to the world."

Shmeygar: “…”

Subleka, this Chinese speaks out of conscience.

Isn't it heartbreaking?

"Nicholas, you are really good at speaking."

Shmegal couldn't help but praise him, and let's talk about breeding in the past.

"Mr. Ambassador, although I have some talent for languages, I find the rice knife, dinar, drachma, ruble, rupee and pound sterling more convincing."

With that said, Chu Zihang took out a 10,000-meter knife and pushed it in front of Shmegal.

The meaning is self-evident.

He believed that Ambassador Shmegal would not just come to him to chat with him, but would most likely be selling arms to him.

The family backgrounds of these officials who can serve as ambassadors are not simple.

"You're right, I think so too." When Shmeygar saw this scene, he immediately smiled and agreed.

At the same time, he unceremoniously pocketed the 10,000-meter knife that was pushed in front of him.

"Nicholas, I'm here to find you. Actually, I have a big deal to discuss with you."

Chu Zihang's eyes flashed when he heard this, and it was indeed so.

He smiled and said, "I wonder what big business there is?"

"My brother has a batch of arms in the country that he needs to dispose of. I wonder if Mr. Nicholas is interested?" Shmegal sat upright and stared at Chu Zihang with squinted eyes.

"Mr. Ambassador, as long as it's about arms, of course I'm interested." Chu Zihang spread his hands and said.

"I am a peace-loving arms dealer."

Shmeygal rolled his eyes and was confused.

Peace is the biggest risk for arms dealers. You actually say that you are peace-loving?
Chapter completed!