"Young Master, please." Two burly Russian bodyguards, wearing black formal suits, were guarding the AK-47 automatic rifle in their hands. If an emergency occurs, these two bodyguards will resolutely block the bullets for Mawei's body. Even if they die, they must protect his safety.

After all, Ma Wei spent money on them, not in vain. Bodyguards like them belong to the private armed forces of military factories. The gangsters on the street would never dare to mess with them. Even if a Russian gangster organization had to consider its strength before taking action.

After all, ordinary military factories, whether private or state-owned, have quite a background. Those who dare to mess with arms business must be brave and don’t want to live anymore.

With the bodyguard's initiative to open the door, Mavie got into his newly bought Rolls-Royce car. The black Rolls-Royce body was majestic, and it made people feel solemn and extraordinary at first glance.

The driver, who had been waiting for a long time, was wearing a suit and white gloves, holding the steering wheel. He turned around and nodded respectfully to Mavie, "Young Master."

"Well." Mavie sat in the back seat of the car, the leather seat of the Rolls-Royce Silver Angel made his back fit very comfortable on the cushion, and he felt very enjoyable.

With the car door, the bodyguard closed from outside, the driver started the car, and then drove smoothly towards the villa villa.

On the way, Mawei looked at the scenery along the way through the car window. The birch forests in Russia were dyed with a slightly reddish yellow. Through the reflection of the glass window, Mawei saw a strange and familiar handsome face, and his eyes were deeply reflected on the glass.

With a tall nose, fair skin, Mavie's strong figure of 1.85 meters, and his noble identity, Mavie looks even more dazzling than a star.

Looking at his stranger, Ma Wei rubbed his hair even more uncomfortable. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person. Unexpectedly, he was reborn in this life and turned into a second-generation arms that owned a military factory.

According to past lives, Ma Wei, who often pays attention to news, knows that the arms business is getting harder every year. Since the collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, the military industry has been on a downward tide.

Even if his family is well-off now, some of his money will be squandered. But in a few years, this military factory left by his parents will face bankruptcy. The wealth he owns will be empty and will be slowly exhausted.

"Ivan, how much money is there in my bank account now?" Thinking of this, Ma Wei asked the butler lightly.

"Young Master, your deposit at Citibank is currently around US$385 million." The butler Ivan replied after thinking for a while.

After listening to the butler's reply, Ma Wei resisted the excitement and clenched his fists quietly! Such a large asset sounded very exciting alone. Moreover, the 385 million US dollars in 2000 were enough for him to do a lot of things!

Mawei had no other specialty in his previous life, the only thing he had was his good memory. As long as he paid attention to it seriously, he would remember many details very clearly.

According to past life memory and parallel world memory, the relationship between the United States and Russia in this world is quite good and is a peaceful development. His identity will not be excluded when he invests in the United States.

During this period of 2000, the most profitable one was naturally the Internet industry! For example, Amazon, one of the three Internet giants, did not have many things to operate online at this time. The net profit for the whole year in 1999 was only about 10 million US dollars.

Including Google, one of the three giants, was established for less than two years at this time, and it was just an unknown small company.

As for Facebook, which was founded in 2004, there is no need to say more. At least it will take 5 or 6 years to shine. So Mawei still has a lot of time left, which is enough for him to enter the Internet industry and make a lot of money.

Ma Wei does not intend to sell his military factory or mortgage it to the bank. Because he was influenced by his original owner, he has a different feeling about the military industry in his bones. If he had the opportunity, he even wanted to make a large acquisition.

For example, buy a few tanks, drive them out and shoot them up if you have nothing to do, buy a few armed helicopters, fly out to get missiles and blow up icebergs when you are bored.

Such crazy thoughts have always existed in his mind. Although the original owner of his body is no longer there, it just lingers.

"Young Master, the villa is here." At this time, the butler Ivan said to Mawei respectfully.

Mavi looked out the car window and saw Rolls-Royce parked in front of a huge flower-cut iron door. Through the flower-cut iron door, Mavi could see that there was a delicately trimmed green garden not far away.

When the bodyguard in the villa was in a suit, he rushed to open the iron door. Mavi sat in the Rolls-Royce car and watched the car slowly drive through the garden. Then he parked in front of a pure white Western villa.

The design of the villa is a typical Nordic style. The towering white stone pillars, carefully carved ebony doors and windows, and the huge fountain built in front of it all show the grace and luxury of the owner of the villa.

Ma Wei, who has been a human being for two lives, tried hard to control the turbulence in his heart. He listened to the sound of running water in the fountain, and then walked out of the car calmly as the butler opened the door. He did not notice anything strange.

"Young master, the chef and the servants are already waiting for you in the hall. Are you looking at dinner and want to eat?" The butler Ivan respectfully accompanied Mawei to the living room of the villa.

In the hall with brilliant light walls, two French chefs wearing tall hats and white uniforms were standing in a row with maids, ready to wait for Mawei to send a call.

Whether it is French chefs or villa maids, everyone lowered their eyes and lowered their eyes down to avoid looking at Mawei, which made Mawei feel unhappy or felt disrespectful.

Mavie took the menu handed over by the butler, and then chose a few seemingly pleasant dishes according to the original tone and tone, "Saint-Jacques scallops, French lamb chops, pan-fried foie gras, and French steak."

When he spoke the name of the dish, the French chef standing in front of him nodded respectfully. Even if he couldn't understand Russian, he would pretend to understand.

"Young Master, do you want to have some desserts and red wine?" The butler Ivan stood beside him and whispered to remind Ma Wei.

"Oh, yes! There are red wine and desserts! Cheese souffle, caramel pudding, plus Romani Conte from 1992." Mavi looked at the menu and then added to the butler.

The life of a super rich man is like a dream for him who has just been reborn and traveled through time. Many details need special attention.
Chapter completed!