Chapter 70: The Old Fox Meets the Little Fox(1/2)
Fifth Army Barracks.
On the second floor of the command center, in the conference room.
The first time Chu Zihang came in, he saw the heads of the three founders of the Soviet Union hanging on the wall.
Between the three portraits is the classic red flag.
Looking down, there is a lean old man with silver hair wearing a lieutenant general's uniform.
The old man had a pair of sapphire-like eyes, which shone with shrewdness.
In Chu Zihang's view, he is another thousand-year-old fox.
This business may not be easy to do!
but……
Who is not a thousand-year-old vixen?
While Chu Zihang was looking at him, Joseph Pushkin was also looking at him with the same eyes.
As a veteran on the battlefield, he also had dealings with Chinese people on Pearl Island.
The Chu Zihang in front of me is a very typical Chinese young man, both in terms of height and appearance.
But there was something a little different than the Chinese people he had seen.
That is...
The atmosphere of a capitalist!
This is a temperament that many people from China do not have. Most Chinese people are relatively simple and have a gentle temperament.
The first impression is that he is polite and humble.
And the person in front of him, in Joseph Pushkin's opinion.
They were no different from the Western capitalists he had met.
Cunning, greedy, and only interested in profit!
But I have to admit it.
He likes these capitalists, who can bring him a lot of benefits.
An empire that once dominated the planet has fallen, and people's desires have been infinitely magnified...
The two parties had a tacit understanding and first looked at each other, and then began to show acting skills that were far superior to Oscar-winning actors.
Just like that sentence.
Since they are all thousand-year-old vixens, what kind of fairy tale is being played here?
After getting to know each other.
Both parties took their seats and entered into the topic.
But before getting into the topic, Chu Zihang asked Victor to take the suitcase in his hand.
"General Joseph, there has always been an unwritten rule in our Chinese circle."
"That is, when you are a guest at someone's home, you must not be empty-handed, otherwise it will be a rude behavior."
Chu Zihang said, opening the suitcase, revealing a box full of green Franklin.
In addition, six gold medals with Soviet symbols were lying quietly on top of the bundles of rice knives.
Under the indoor lights, a dazzling golden light shines.
Made of pure gold!
Ahem... Of course, the surface is actually covered with a layer of gold.
Over time, you will see it.
But now it looks very nice to the naked eye.
With Chu Zihang’s character, he never suffers losses.
Let him make it out of pure gold?
That's really the sun coming out in the west, damn it!
Immediately, Chu Zihang turned the suitcase and pushed it in front of Joseph Pushkin.
"So this is my little thought. I hope you will accept it, General."
"Nicholas, I'm so sorry, but your gift is definitely the best gift I have received this year."
"With all due respect, I believe we can become best friends!"
Joseph Pushkin said embarrassing words, but his hands did not stop.
The law of true fragrance.
It's the same everywhere.
Who would refuse money delivered to their doorstep?
"General, we have always been friends. We will never forget the help Davari gave to our motherland. Our friendship will last forever!"
When he said these words, even Chu Zihang himself was moved.
How did I, an arms dealer, move a man with one sentence?
"Yes, we will always be friends, long live friendship." Joseph Pushkin laughed heartily.
The gifts are delivered and everything is easy to talk about.
"Long live friendship!"
Chu Zihang smiled slightly and responded.
It is said that those who laugh with you when you smile are either idiots or people who love you.
Obviously, Joseph Pushkin is the former.
Call you Davari.
Do you really think you are Davari?
How about you give back a piece of land in the north first?!
The courtesy is over.
Chu Zihang went straight to the point and didn't talk nonsense.
"General Joseph, I heard that you want to sell some heavy transport aircraft?"
"Yes, I have this idea. I wonder what price Mr. Nicholas can offer?" Joseph Pushkin leaned on his chair and asked with a smile.
"General, let's take a look at the goods first. I won't jump to conclusions now." Chu Zihang smiled and said.
"No problem. It just so happens that the transport aircraft has no mission today and is all in the hangar for maintenance."
Joseph Pushkin shrugged, then stood up and led Chu Zihang and others out of the conference room and towards the hangar.
Of course he didn't talk about aviation fuel. Except for a small amount that was drunk, he had almost sold the rest.
It can only be used by fighter jets for daily cruising, and the rest will not last long.
On the way, Victor leaned into Chu Zihang's ear and said, "Boss, the cargo plane successfully arrived at Kiev Airport two minutes ago."
"Very good, inform Enrique not to unload the cargo, rent a hangar and drive in for protection." Chu Zihang explained.
"Yes, boss."
…
Soon, Chu Zihang and his party arrived at the warehouse where the transport plane was located.
A series of familiar big things came into view.
Among them, the IL-76 and the An-124 strategic transport aircraft deeply attracted Chu Zihang's attention and made his eyes shine.
With these two big guys, you can build the global aviation line you want.
By then, there will be no need to rent Boeing's transport aircraft.
Fifty thousand meters of knife at a time is no different from robbing money.
But let me tell you something, the Soviet Union and Sam State are hostile forces in two camps. What should I do if a plane is shot down?
And once you enter, you need to go through some formalities.
These reasons left Chu Zihang speechless.
If labor and management don’t have large transport aircraft, who will rent your plane?
The opportunity is now before you.
Of course Chu Zihang will not let it go and will win it at all costs.
Unfortunately, he did not see the An-225 Dream Transport Aircraft he had dreamed of here.
To be continued...