Volume 6: The Great Change Chapter 0894: 71 Precinct, Justice is Never Late
"Can 150 million rubles be considered rich?" Aksinya said with a bit of inexplicable sadness.
Her sadness comes from the fact that the ruble's exchange rate has begun to collapse and depreciate. In the outside market, the ruble to dollar exchange rate has almost reached 570 to 1. This exchange rate will not last for a few days, and breaking through 600 is only a matter of time.
[The official exchange rate at this time is around 200:1. The official exchange rate for dollars to rubles is this price, but if you want to exchange dollars at this exchange rate, there is no place to do so.]
Anyone who has a little bit of resources will keep a few US dollars in their wallet. When paying the bill, they can pay in US dollars and get a sweet smile.
"Of course he can be considered a rich man. There are not many people in the world who have so much money, and even they may not be able to earn this much money in a lifetime. $263,000, if used properly, can allow a person to live a comfortable life."
"Is that enough?"
Aksinya fell into deep thought. If it were her, it would definitely not be enough. This amount of money used to be enough for her for seven or eight years, but now it is only enough for two or three years. Before, many materials could be obtained for free through privileged channels, but now it is not possible. Most things have to be exchanged for money. In addition, her income has increased, so her living standard has naturally risen.
Although Nan Yi was wary of Aksinya, he treated her well and gave her a share of the special supplies he enjoyed. If these were included, $263,000 would not even be enough to cover her annual expenses.
Nan Yi was about to speak when the receiver in his pocket made a noise. Turning back, he saw Wang Mengmeng and a Chinese man walking into the small restaurant together. Nan Yi nodded at them, and the other party nodded in response.
Aksinya came out of her thoughts and saw Nan Yi's actions, so she asked, "Do you know him?"
"We met once in Ussuriysk. It was just a chance encounter."
"uh-huh."
After the dishes were served, the two of them ate and chatted in a very harmonious atmosphere.
Then, the two went to the Moscow Opera House to watch the movie "Love in Moscow", a romance film that was just right for Nan Yi and Aksinya's current relationship.
The plot was not very good, a cheesy love triangle with a woman torn between two men. The actress looked familiar, and Nan Yi felt that he should have seen her in that movie.
"Do you want to eat?" Aksinya asked Nan Yi holding a shell spoon.
Nan Yi bought a VIP seat, and the opera house provided a portion of caviar as a snack during the movie.
"No, you can eat it yourself."
After hearing Nan Yi's words, Aksinya took back the spoon and put the caviar on it into her mouth.
Nan Yi stared at Aksinya's lips for a while. The movements of Aksinya's lips while eating were very graceful. It could be seen that this was not the result of deliberate practice, but was innate. She was only slightly weaker than Catherine's. However, Catherine's was the result of acquired practice and lacked a bit of naturalness.
Scarlett is rather bold and domineering when eating, but she is definitely not elegant; Sophie Marceau has a childish manner when eating, which has never changed since the first day Nan Yi met her; Zhao Shixian is influenced by her family, and she is very dignified when eating, like a lady from a noble family;
Ruan Mei would reveal a bit of her frugal character when eating, being very careful, fearing that rice grains would fall on the table; Liu Zhen would still be a bit cute during the Wenchang Wei period, but when she got older, she was just a typical woman who passed away. What she left for Nan Yi was always her most unbearable and truest side, and the good impressions were all shown outside the home;
Gong Xue is more complicated. She was once an experientialist among actors. She has made several movies and experienced several different kinds of life. The ways of eating, standing and sitting are all learned from others, which lacks authenticity.
Just as Nan Yi was making comparisons in his mind, a naughty piece of caviar ran out from the corner of Aksinya's mouth, was squeezed and burst on her lips, and a hint of orange-red bloomed.
A scene from seven movies or eight TV series flashed through Nan Yi's mind. He casually stretched out his hand, touched the corner of Aksinya's mouth with his thumb, and then put it into his own mouth and sucked it.
Nan Yi's actions made Aksinya dazed and stunned. Then, she pretended to be calm and continued to scoop the caviar. However, her heartbeat quickened and the screen became blurry. She could no longer tell what was happening in the movie and her heart was in a mess.
There was also chaos outside the Vietnam Building. A group of about seventeen or eighteen masked people, holding machetes, simple baseball bats, or homemade shotguns, were walking towards the door of the Vietnam Building in a menacing manner.
In the dark place where the light could not reach, Lellin was sitting in the car. Next to him sat a policeman wearing a big helmet and holding an AK-74. There was also a policeman in the passenger seat. There were three or four other cars next to them. Without exception, the people sitting inside were all in big helmets holding AK-74s.
Learling is waiting...
When the last gangster stepped into the Vietnamese building, Lehrlin picked up a large intercom and shouted, "Action."
Bang, bang, bang, the car doors were pushed open, and people with AK-74s in their hands got out of the cars, following the footsteps of Leerlin, bathed in the light of justice, and ran with their heads held high to the battlefield to protect the lives and property of the people.
71st Precinct, justice is never late!
The two big-capped men at the front were Lehrling's confidants. As soon as they stepped into the Vietnam Building, their guns spoke first, and a few tenths of a second later, they issued a warning, "Don't move!"
Da da, da da da, two AK-74s fired in a fan-shaped pattern, the muzzles jumping up and down, bullets flying everywhere, on the walls, stomachs, thighs, knees, and there were unlucky guys who were hit in the chest, no matter whether it was the left or right chest, there was probably no hope of survival, the only difference was leaving a few minutes earlier or later.
The staff who had been notified long ago stared at the gate with wide eyes as soon as night fell. As soon as the gang of gangsters appeared, they all slipped away. The merchants were also notified that the gate was under repair and they had to go through the back door.
After the situation was under control, Lehrlin walked into the Vietnam Building, inspected it, picked up a homemade shotgun and looked at it carefully. A smile immediately appeared on his face. The gunpowder-powered weapon looked quite powerful, and it would be very easy to write the report after returning.
Continuing to walk amid the wailing, Lellin found a few more spray guns and said, "Don't touch the people on the ground yet. Look carefully and collect all the evidence."
After giving the order, Lellin retreated to the corner, lit a cigarette, and waited silently.
There were still two people dying on the ground. If we waited a few minutes before calling an ambulance, they would be almost dead.
After watching the movie, Nan Yi sent Aksinya home and then went to the Modan Barracks.
"Huantou, have you wrapped all the red envelopes?" Nan Yi asked immediately as he walked into Bao Huantou's office.
"We have just wrapped 500, and we still need about 150." Bao Huantou blinked his smoke-stained eyes and stuffed a hundred-dollar bill into the red envelope. "Uncle Nan, isn't it a bit too big to give a hundred dollars? This will be more than 60,000 dollars in one go."
Nan Yi put the cypress leaves he had picked from the suburbs that afternoon on the table, glanced around, and fished out a pair of scissors from the pen holder . "The shooting has happened, and the merchants are frightened. Give them a big red envelope to calm them down, so that they won't complain. You go there early tomorrow morning, be humble, and be sincere."
"Okay, I know." Bao Huantou took out the cigarette from his mouth and crushed it into the ashtray. "Master Nan, is this over? It won't happen again, right?"
Nan Yi took the scissors and cut the cypress leaves. "It's hard to say now. Be alert during this period. I will tell you when it's over."
"Our business is going well, but someone comes out to take advantage of us. They think we are doing too well." Bao Huantou said unhappily, "Master Nan, we must give them a good beating and let them know that the Horse King has three eyes."
"There are rules for doing business. You can't be aggressive all the time." Nan Yi glanced at the cypress leaves on the table, and when he felt that it was almost done, he put the scissors back into the pen holder. "You take care of the rest. Go over early tomorrow."
"Master Nan, don't worry, I'll go with you tomorrow."
"Okay, let's go."
After Nan Yi returned to the consulate and went to sleep, he saw a man whipping a woman with a horsewhip in a classical villa in the east of Moscow.
The woman was Nan Yi’s neighbor on the K3 train, and the man had also met him once at the door of the Sandutnov bathroom. However, Nan Yi didn’t know that the man was Li Zhengping and the woman’s name was Lin Nan.
When Li Zhengping saw Lin Nan for the first time, he was immediately struck by her beauty and launched a fierce offensive to catch her. He really loved Lin Nan and always responded to her requests. The two could have gotten along very well, but the bad thing was that Li Zhengping had a shop that specialized in selling stolen goods, and the main source of stolen goods for the shop was the gang of robbers who specialized in robbing Chinese traders.
Once, two of the robbers went to Li Zhengping's shop to sell stolen goods. As luck would have it, they met Li Zhengping who was patrolling the shop with Lin Nan. As luck would have it, one of the two men was the wild mandarin duck that Lin Nan met on the K3 train. This wild mandarin duck actually wanted to reminisce about the past with Lin Nan and took the initiative to greet her.
From the conversation, Li Zhengping realized that something was wrong. Later, he arrested Ye Yuanyang and tortured him severely. Ye Yuanyang was a coward and told everything that happened on the train.
Li Zhengping was cuckolded several times. After all, he was a well-known figure. How could he bear it? Wild Yuanyang and his gang of accomplices all ended up in trouble. Lin Nan's good days were over.
From that time on, although Li Zhengping did not drive Lin Nan away, his feelings towards Lin Nan changed. He no longer responded to Lin Nan's requests. Instead, he either beat or scolded Lin Nan. When he was angry, he would whip her with a horsewhip. Apart from that, he also used some very perverted and inconvenient methods of torture that are difficult to describe in words.
Lin Nan is living a life worse than death!
Li Zhengping was very angry now. He swung the horsewhip with a loud clacking sound. The whip was not only heavy but also very insidious. It was dipped in oil.
Bang!
A whip mark appeared on Lin Nan's body, which first turned red, then quickly turned purple and oozed blood.
Bang!
The new whip marks and the old whip marks intersect to form an "×" shape.
Bang!
The third whip mark covered the previous two whip marks, outlining a very abstract "female" shape.
As the whip was applied, Lin Nan's howling changed from shrill to silent, and then from silent to even more shrill. It hurt, it hurt too much. Every time he was whipped, Lin Nan would faint, and then be woken up by the whip...
After whipping for a while, Li Zhengping got tired and threw the whip to the ground. He then held the "water gun" and sprayed it at Lin Nan intermittently. As Lin Nan howled, Li Zhengping laughed like hell was calling.
Li Zhengping was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
He had already received the news and knew that all the people he had sent out were killed, some dead and some captured. The dead had to be compensated for resettlement, and the captured also had to be rescued at a cost. He didn't get to eat the mutton, but ended up in trouble.
"I rode a white horse through three checkpoints, changed into plain clothes and returned to the Central Plains. I left Xiliang alone, and all I thought about was Wang Baochuan..."
On a truck heading towards Moscow, Zilong leaned against the guardrail, humming a passage from the Taiwanese opera (Xiang Opera) famous actress Yang Lihua's version of "Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan".
"Mahjong, don't sing something we can't understand. If you want to sing, sing "No pain, no gain"."
"Damn it, don't call me the groom, call me Zilong, or Mr. Zhao." Hearing his teammates calling him that, Zilong couldn't help but jump up and down, "Also, the song is called "Only Hard Work Can Win", and you don't understand what I'm singing."
"Whatever, please start your performance, dangdang, dangdang, dangdang, music."
Zilong sighed helplessly, shook his head, and hummed "30% is determined by fate, and 70% depends on hard work."
…
Nan Yi came back from jogging outside and just entered the consulate's yard when he heard a childish voice singing the Huangmei Opera song "Xi Feng" into his ears.
Suddenly, he had the illusion that the New Year was approaching.
After waking up, Nan Yi rushed into the house, picked up the record on the record player and changed it.
"Who is so naive? Don't you know that Zhuo Yiting's songs can only be played during the Chinese New Year? In every street and alley, the first thing everyone says when they meet is congratulations..."
Humming a song that has not yet been released, Nan Yi carefully packed the record, thinking to himself that he would send the record to Shanghai first, and listen to it again during the New Year next year. Without Zhuo Yiting's childish voice to accompany him, the New Year atmosphere would be a little less pleasant.
Early in the morning, Bao Huantou went to the Vietnam Building and stood at the gate. Whenever a merchant passed by, he would immediately offer a red envelope, saying politely, "We were frightened last night, calm down, calm down. We will not let what happened last night happen again... Set up the stall, wish you good fortune, wish you good fortune."
"Haozi, is this new?" A merchant named Ji Wei, who received a red envelope, walked out of the Vietnam Building with his cart, shook the red envelope in his hand, and said to Qu Hao who was traveling with him.
Qu Hao opened the red envelope and looked inside. A green hundred-dollar bill immediately caught his eye. "Meizi, this is a hundred-dollar bill. It's very elegant."
When Ji Wei saw the hundred-dollar bill in Qu Hao's hand, he also opened the red envelope in his hand, took out the dollar bill and checked it in his hand to see if it was real. Then, he said with emotion: "There are more than 600 people in the building, right?"
Qu Hao: "About 640 or so."
"It's really exquisite, 64,000 US dollars." Ji Wei sighed, and then said: "It was a big scene last night. I was at the corner of the stairs on the third floor at the time. The submachine guns were firing. After the gunfire stopped, I went down to take a look. There were seven or eight people lying on the ground. Their bodies were beaten like honeycomb coals. The remaining ten or so who were not shot were kneeling on the ground, trembling all over. Two of them had wet crotches."
"Awei, don't you think what happened last night was a coincidence? Lei Zi arrived just as that bunch of bastards arrived. We have seen Lei Zi in Moscow before. How did you see them do things so efficiently?" Qu Hao said suspiciously.
Ji Wei: "What are you talking about? I knew last night that Lei Zi had set up an ambush and was just waiting for those guys to rush in. Haozi, tell me, how could that Bao Huantou be so powerful? I know this guy. He used to cut hair in Muxiyuan near the station."
Qu Hao: "It's not that Bao Huantou is powerful, it's that there are people behind him. You came late and don't know many people. I heard from a buddy who came earlier that on the day when Modan Barracks opened last year, there were several people with stars on their shoulders. There was also an opening banquet. There were flying things in the sky and swimming things in the water. We have heard of but never seen things. There were bear paws and tiger whips. They drank Nanchen, Wuliangye, and that French red wine?"
Ji Wei: "Is it cool?"
"Yes, yes, it's this wine. I haven't gotten enough sleep these days, so my memory has deteriorated." Qu Hao patted his forehead and said, "I heard that on the opening day, the boss behind Bao Huantou also showed up. I don't know his name, but he's from China anyway."
Ji Wei smacked his lips and said, "Tsk, they say that we are merchants, we are called merchants, they are merchants, they don't have to do anything, they just sit and wait for others to make money for them."
"Okay, stop worrying about other things and hurry up. It's Sunday and there are a lot of people here."
"Hey, let's go, let's go."
When Ji Wei heard this, he quickened his pace, dragging the cart.
In the afternoon, Nan Yi came to the Communications Committee and chatted with Felenin first, and then talked about the issue of Russian mobile communications. Felenin told Nan Yi that Russia is already preparing to promote mobile communications, and the promotion plan will be finalized by the end of October at the latest.
Upon hearing the news, on his way out of the Communications Committee, Nan Yi immediately set a numerical limit for "not investing heavily in Russia", which had been vague until now. $500 million is the critical value, and any amount exceeding this number will be considered a heavy investment. In other words, the upper limit of Nan's next investment in Russia is $500 million.
It was another day when the K3 train arrived in Moscow. Nan Yi went to the Moscow Railway Station to investigate the market and pick up someone by the way, Ye Qi's connection on the line, a trader who had just started to enter the Russian line needed help. Through friends' help, he got in touch with Ye Qi, and this bastard threw the matter to Nan Yi again.
There is a famous hotel near the train station, called "Zhonghua". It is opened by a Chinese and does business as a Chinese trader. Whenever the K3 train arrives, the Zhonghua Hotel will immediately be crowded and business is booming.
There are four categories of Russian traders. The first category is traders of Russian origin. Seeing that Chinese traders have made a fortune, they follow their example and go to China to purchase Chinese goods. The second category is those who specialize in running the K3 train line, selling at train stations all the way to Moscow, and purchasing some Russian goods to sell back home.
The third type of traders will bring more goods and sell them at train stations or set up stalls in Moscow. Once they have sold all the goods, they will go back to continue the next cycle. The fourth type is those who have established themselves in Russia. They will ship a lot of goods here at a time and return home once every one or two months. Or, they have someone in China who is responsible for organizing the supply of goods, so they don't need to return home often.
The main customer group of Huaguo Building and Market is the fourth type of profiteers. Now, the fattest part of this group has been swallowed up by Nan Yi. The business has reached a bottleneck and it is a bit difficult to improve. What's more, Nan Yi has no plans to build a new Huaguo Building and Market.
Three Huaguo buildings and three markets can bring in more than 400 million US dollars in profits each year, and there is also huge room for tapping internal demand potential, which can push the profit to around 550 million US dollars. The remaining market is already small, and taking it all and monopolizing the Moscow market will do more harm than good.
Not to mention monopoly, not leaving some room for others will cause jealousy, and extreme monopoly will lead to extreme corruption. When there is only one company dominating a relatively closed area, with no competitors, and the profits from doing well or doing poorly are the same, people's laziness and dark side will pop out, and customers will change from the role of God to lambs.
In the past, the clients were flattered and licked, but it wouldn't be long before the situation would be reversed and the clients would have to please and beg specific service personnel. In order to get them to stay, they might even have to treat them to meals and give them gifts. What's worse, female clients even had to sleep with the service personnel.
Once chicken feathers become a command arrow, it is impossible for people to remember the idiom "know when to stop", and it is even more impossible for them to clearly think that "water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it". The situation will only go in the direction of collapse and there will be no turning back, and eight horses will not be able to pull it back.
When customers' springs are compressed to the bottom and there is no more room for compression, they will either leave or rise up in rebellion. Once chaos occurs, there will be dragon slayers (competitors) who will wave swords and raise flags, and Nan Yi's customers who have suffered for a long time will surely respond. The advantage is not on our side, and Nan Yi can only run away in disgrace.
A company like Huaguolou is just a very open small business entity with many strong competitors. It does not have a deep moat and is very easy to be replaced by others. It can only focus on service content and service quality to hold the hearts of customers firmly in its hands.
We cannot build ourselves into a relatively closed sheepfold like an independent large political entity, portraying the world outside the sheepfold as a world surrounded by wolves, and train our customers into lambs with a pickle in one hand and a stick in the other.
It was difficult to tap the service potential of the fourth type of traders, so Nan Yi thought about serving the third type of traders. Since he had the China Hotel before, he might as well open a Yangtze River Hotel and a Yellow River Hotel. Whenever a trader walked out of Moscow Station after a week of travel, carrying heavy goods, he would look to the left and see the Yangtze River, and to the right and see the Yellow River, and he would feel warm in his heart.
In summer, you can walk into the Yangtze River and enjoy cold drinks, cold beer and cold air conditioning; in winter, you can walk into the Yellow River and enjoy hot water, hot meals and hot beds. No matter which house you walk into, there will always be a Beijing steward wearing a long gown and a mandarin jacket, with a rag on his shoulders, who also works as a waiter, saying in authentic Beijing dialect: "Hey, sir, you are here, good luck to you!"
As soon as Nan Yi got off the train at the railway station, he saw a group of taxi tycoons ready to start work. In principle, Moscow does not allow people to rent their idle houses to foreign traders, but it allows ordinary people to use their idle cars as taxis. When you see a car on the road, you can just hail it, and those willing to pick up passengers will stop. It is very convenient to take a taxi.
Taxi drivers all know that the probability of encountering high-quality customers is higher at airports and train stations. Not only is the destination far away, but the passengers are also from other places or foreign countries. Regardless of whether they have the intention to rip off the passengers or not, it is easier to pick up passengers from outside. At least the passengers won’t complain about which route they take.
It is easy to attract customers at the train station, so naturally, car bullies have emerged. These car bullies are similar to the scalpers who pick up passengers for illegal taxis. They shout at the exit and anyone who talks to them can forget about leaving and must take the car they designate. The fare is several thousand rubles and it is difficult to get away without taking the car. To be able to do this kind of business at the train station, it goes without saying that they must have connections with the station and the police. It is very easy to catch car bullies. You just need to check their passports and they will be scared.
He took out a piece of paper with the words "Beijing Lin Jing" written on it from the car, and when someone came out from the exit, Nan Yi spread the paper out in front of his chest and held it up, as if he was putting up a stake to sell his head, waiting for the customer to bump into him.
The flow of people went from sparse to crowded, and then back to sparse again. The person Nan Yi was waiting for never came.
Just when Nan Yi was wondering whether the person he was going to pick up had gotten off the bus halfway, a woman pulling a handcart appeared at the exit. There were three woven bags on the cart, the top one was torn, revealing leather jackets.
The woman stopped and looked around. After five or six seconds, she saw the paper in Nan Yi's hand. Her face lit up with joy and she walked over with the cart.
"This woman doesn't look very smart." Nan Yi muttered.
With so many bodyguards standing around him, the surrounding area has become a vacuum zone, like a bright light. Most of the unfocused eyes will focus on him first, but this woman named Lin Jing can see him by turning 30 degrees counterclockwise, but she chose to turn 330 degrees clockwise before looking at him.
"Hello, are you here to pick up Lin Jing?" Lin Jing came to Nan Yi and asked.
Nan Yi reached out and pushed down his sunglasses, revealing his eyes for the other person to see. "Yes, my name is Nan Yi, and I'm here to pick you up. Get in the car."
When Lin Jing heard Nan Yi's words, she said shyly with a little embarrassment: "Well, well, I have a few friends behind me, can I take them with me?"
Nan Yi asked expressionlessly: "How many?"
"two."
"Still at the station?"
Lin Jing: "The hook of the woven bag was broken, and the two of them were still there cleaning it up. I came out to look for someone first."
"Call a car." Nan Yi said to the school beauty first, and then asked Lin Jing: "Do you all have a place to stay?"
"We agreed to go to China together."
"It's too late. Zhonghua only has a few rooms. Every time a bus comes, we have to grab them. If we are late, there will be no more. I just saw that there are quite a lot of people coming this time. By now, the corridors of Zhonghua should be crowded."
"Ah..." Lin Jing exclaimed: "Then, then, are there any cheap hotels in Moscow?"
"Nothing is cheaper than Zhonghua." Nan Yi shook his head.
The conditions at the China Hotel were very poor, similar to the large bunk beds that cost 1.5 or 2 yuan in China. It was a large inn that could shelter from wind and rain and provide a place to store goods. The charges were also relatively cheap, with the worst room being 5 US dollars a day and the corridor room being 4 US dollars.
"Then, then..."
"Don't worry about that. I will help you find a place to live, but the conditions will be a bit difficult."
"Really?"
Nan Yi waved his hand and said nothing. He felt a little emotional in his heart. Lin Jing couldn't even speak clearly to strangers, but he actually started by talking about the third type of profiteers. How foolish and bold.
Lin Jing pursed her lips, then rolled her upper lip into her mouth and bit it. After a short while, she switched to her lower lip. It was unknown what she was thinking. She was silent for a while, then turned her head to look at the exit, hoping that her companions would come out soon.
From the letter Nan Yi heard, Lin Jing was traveling alone, but now she has a companion. Needless to say , they met on the train. If the other person is from Beijing, it would be fine. They are in the same city and they would meet each other every day. The possibility of him doing something bad is small. But if he is from other places, it is hard to say.
Going alone on the road and directly challenging a higher-level opponent, Ye Wei found a troublesome task for Nan Yi.
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, two women appeared at the exit, also dragging handcarts. The leather jackets on the carts were piled up in a mess.
When Lin Jing saw the person, he immediately went to meet him.
