It was very easy for the KGB to investigate something in the Soviet revisionist territory. That night, Altonyan confirmed that Nan Yi had come to Moscow and was living in the Model Worker Apartment.
The next day, Nan Yi was processing emails in an office that had been converted from another room on the seventh floor. Suddenly, the landline phone in the closet in the living room rang.
The landline phone was left by the landlord. Nan Yi had never used it and had no plan to use it. He had no doubt that the KGB had the ability to monitor any phone in the Soviet revisionist territory, nor did he doubt that he would soon become a target of monitoring.
The first time it rang, Nan Yi pretended not to hear it. The second time it rang, he still ignored it. When it rang for the third time, he frowned and walked over to pick up the phone, "The owner has moved away..."
"Hello, Mr. Adam."
"I was followed yesterday and the phone rang today. He even spoke in Chinese." Nan Yi muttered to himself and said into the phone, "Hello, what's your name, sir?"
"I'll visit you at one o'clock this afternoon."
"You are welcome."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Yi began to guess who the caller was. The most likely person was a senior official from the Military Administration Bureau, but it might also be someone from the General Administration.
Ever since the Vasily Group tried to enter Moscow, Nan Yi knew that his existence could not be hidden from the KGB. However, he did not expect that he would be so valued and someone would come to him so soon.
Continue working. After lunch, Nan Yi sits in front of the window in a daze.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, the door was opened on time, and an elderly man and a middle-aged man appeared in Nan Yi's sight.
Nan Yi knew the elderly man, Yepisov, the director of the Military Administration Bureau. Photos of such high-ranking officials could be collected through public channels. He did not know the middle-aged man, but judging from the positions of the two men, they were most likely Yepisov's subordinates.
Standing up, Nan Yi greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Yepisov."
"Hello, Mr. Adam."
After the two shook hands, Nan Yi waved his hand to let the school beauty take the people out, and then led Yepisov and the other man to sit on the sofa. After pouring tea for the two, Nan Yi opened the cigar box on the coffee table and made a gesture of "please come and have fun".
Yepisov picked up a cigarette from the box and sniffed it. "Cohiba, I first smelled it in Cuba in 1962. At that time, the name Cohiba did not exist and it was only available to a few people."
After sniffing it again, Yepisov picked up the cigar cutter on the coffee table and cut off the cigar cap. He put the cigar cutter down and picked up a pine match. After lighting it, he tilted the cigar in his hand at an angle so that the cross section of the cigar foot was diagonally close to the match flame. While burning the cross section of the cigar with the flame, he rotated the cigar to ensure that the cross section of the cigar was completely burned.
He put it in his mouth and took a sip, an expression of enjoyment appearing on Yepisov's face.
"It's a good thing, not something you can buy on the market."
"Because of business needs, I have to purchase a lot of cigars from Cuba every year, which costs a lot of money. Perhaps because of this reason, I can buy precious cigars that ordinary people can't buy."
Yepisov took another puff of his cigar and immediately put it on the ashtray. "I have heard about Mr. Adam's power. The Vasily Group is just the tip of the iceberg. It can shock many people, especially in Moscow, where the economy is in crisis."
Nan Yi smiled at Yepisov and said, "I am a very polite person. When I visit someone's home, I will not be rude to open the refrigerator and take something to drink directly from it. Usually, I will tell the host that I want to drink milk, and the hospitable host will open the refrigerator and hand me the milk.
After drinking the milk, I will serve the master a piece of steak, or pork chop, it depends on what the master likes. As long as the master likes something, I will always do my best to find it. "
Yepisov nodded and said, "I like Mr. Adam's style of doing things, so why don't we communicate in a more direct way."
After saying this, Yepisov gave Altonyan a look.
Altonyan understood, stood up and walked outside, leaving only Nan Yi and Yepisov in the living room.
"Modan Barracks, what price is Mr. Adam willing to pay?"
Yepisov said directly, and Nan Yi did not intend to pretend anymore, "I will transform Modan Barracks into a place for business, and my profit estimate for my upcoming plan is 100 million US dollars per year. I can pay the 3rd Guards Division a fixed rent of 5 million US dollars per year, or a 5% dividend;
In addition, I will take out another 5%, either in cash or in the form of overseas bank deposit certificates. I don't care who takes this money. I just hope that after I pay this money, I can run my business peacefully.
Oh, by the way, I never do illegal business."
Nan Yi's offer had shocked Yepisov slightly, but he remained calm and said, "Five million dollars to lease the Modan Barracks is already a very considerable price. Mr. Adam, why don't you tell me your additional conditions first."
"It's simple. I hope there will always be a company stationed at Modan Barracks. It doesn't have to be a fixed company. The 3rd Guards Division can send people there on a rotational basis."
Yepisov understood Nan Yi's meaning. Rotation meant that it was inconvenient to bribe them, but it also meant that more soldiers could share the benefits.
"This condition is not difficult, and the rent of 5 million US dollars is also considerable. However, there are many people who need to share the benefits, and just 5% is not enough." Yepisov's greedy eyes opened.
"Yes, I know very well that Moscow is a big family with many hosts, and I need to prepare several gifts. Mr. Yepisov, I said that I want to do regular business. It is you Soviet revisionists, ah, now it should be said that Russia is more appropriate."
Nan Yi paused for a moment and continued, "The Kremlin will be very welcoming to businessmen like me and will provide me with a lot of conveniences. However, out of courtesy, I will prepare a gift for each of my 'masters'."
Nan Yi’s meaning was very clear. There are many people who want to take the money, and you still want to take more. How much will I have left for myself?
"I appreciate Mr. Adam's courtesy, but 5% is really not enough. I need 10%." After saying that, Yepisov looked at Nan Yi's face, waiting for his response.
Nan Yi pretended to be embarrassed, stood up and walked to the window, pacing, performing the weighing and inner struggle. After a long time, he walked back to the sofa and nodded very embarrassedly, "Mr. Yepisov, I agree, 10% is 10%, there will be the same project in the future, as long as you KGB can ensure the smooth progress of this project, we will have the next cooperation.
Cash or overseas accounts, please give me a list as soon as possible, I will pay 5 million US dollars first, and we will settle the rest after one year. If your share is less than 10 million, it will also be calculated as 10 million, and we will follow this practice next year. "
Yepisov smiled and picked up the teacup. "It's a pleasure to work with you."
“It’s a pleasure to work with you!”
Nan Yi also picked up the teacup and clinked it with the other party's. He took a sip, put the cup down, walked to the storage room, took out a bag from it, walked back to the sofa and handed it to Yepisov, "This is what I brought with me when I came to Moscow. Fine wine is given to heroes. I don't know anything about cigars. It would be a waste to keep it here. Please accept it."
"Thank you." Yepisov took it with a smile. "Mr. Adam, the telephone lines in Moscow are not very good. I will send someone to help you replace it with a high-frequency phone tomorrow. The communication is clear and can prevent eavesdropping."
"Thank you very much."
Nan Yi thanked him, but cursed in his heart: "Fuck high frequency, I'll pray to God if you guys don't eavesdrop."
"Mr. Adam, you are busy with official business, so I won't bother you any more. I'll take my leave now."
"Mr. Yepisov, I'll take you there."
Nan Yi sent Yepisov into the elevator and waited until the elevator door closed before he walked back to the room.
Yepisov went downstairs and got into the car. When the car drove out, he took out two boxes of cigars from his bag and handed them to Altonyan. "Choose two swallows as a gift for Adam. Choose the best ones."
Alton Young took the cigar and said, "Director, Adam is a very cautious person. He may not like Yan Zi."
"Even if he doesn't like it, it's still a gift. I want to see how he will place the two swallows." Yepisov said lightly: "It would be even better if he could kill them."
"Director, I will go to the school to select people right away."
Nan Yi wiped a vinyl record worth ten trillion dollars with a microfiber cleaning cloth, placed it on a phonograph worth $1,000, picked up the needle and placed it on the record. After a few hissing sounds, the sounds of piano and violin came out of the phonograph's copper speaker.
"Butterfly Lovers", the version performed by Nan Ruoyin and Fan Hongdou. During the recording, Nan Yi also contributed, standing by and silently cheering for them to come on.
As the tone of the violin rose and fell, Nan Yi's thoughts also fluctuated. The KGB has already arrived, so how far can the Duma be?
Speaking of Zhao Jinghua, although she only had 200 US dollars left after being robbed on the K3 train, none of her goods were lost. The robbers on the train did not rob the goods. If they had robbed the goods, they would have cleared the land and stewed the lambs, and the number of sheep in the sheepfold would have become fewer and fewer.
Zhao Jinghua's goods were sold out quickly, making her just the right amount of $3,000. After looking around the market and not finding any suitable merchandise to take back, she ran to the airport and took a flight back to Beijing that was cheaper than the train. She bought more goods and made another trip to Moscow.
Zhao Jinghua was a good businessman. After two trips, she earned more than 10,000 US dollars. This time, she did not rush back to Beijing. She asked around and looked for ways to bring back some Soviet revisionist goods that could be sold at a high price.
After wandering around, she came to New Arbat Street.
Since August 19, although Moscow has not abolished the definition of "illegal casinos", some of the original underground casinos have moved from underground to above ground and openly lit up neon lights. New Arbat Street is the place where the most casinos in Moscow are concentrated, and half of the street is filled with various casinos.
Zhao Jinghua has a nickname called Second Sister. It is not because she is the second child in the family. She got this nickname from the mahjong table because she likes to hear two cakes, two strips, and twenty thousand when she wins the game. Anyway, they all have something to do with the number two. So her fellow mahjong players simply call her Second Sister, and gradually, this nickname became popular.
To get a nickname at the card table, it goes without saying that Zhao Jinghua is a gambler . When he saw the casino, he had to go in and play a few rounds. Once he started, he couldn't stop. Not only did he lose all the money he had, he also owed the casino a loan shark.
There is an unspoken rule in the casinos in Moscow: if a gambler loses $1,000 at the gambling table, the casino is willing to lend the gambler $500 in chips. No signature or deposit is required, and the money will be given right at the gambling table.
The casinos are not afraid that gamblers will not pay back their money. They are well aware of how much money the traffickers can make by going to Moscow to trade goods. Within a certain amount, it is unlikely that the traffickers will run back home and never come to Moscow again. The probability of bad debts is low, so the casinos are happy to take the risk.
In fact, most of the casinos in Moscow serve different types of guests based on the type of customer. If a local goes to the casino, he or she will be charged a 20-ruble entrance fee. But if the guest is Chinese, not only is there no entrance fee, but after entering the casino, he or she can also enjoy free Chinese or Western food. As long as the guest is a "big customer", the casino will try its best to meet the guest's requests as long as they are not too excessive.
After losing $12,000 and owing another $6,000, Zhao Jinghua was at a loss when she met a man named Zhu San, who had started going to Moscow in 1989. He started early and made quite a bit of money. This man was similar to Zhao Jinghua and also liked to hang out in casinos and some more luxurious consumption places. Somehow, he and Zhao Jinghua fell in love with each other.
Not only did Zhu San pay off Zhao Jinghua's gambling debts, he also took people to other entertainment venues to play, allowing Zhao Jinghua to experience what entertainment is.
As for Zhao Jinghua, she was a woman of the world and she was not fussy about doing things. If she wanted to repay a favor, she would not do anything like becoming a slave in the next life or repaying a favor by biting grass. Instead, she just offered her graceful figure on the spot. In this way, Zhao Jinghua found a support in Moscow and was not in a hurry to return to the capital to start all over again. She followed Zhu San in Moscow and lived a life of debauchery and happiness.