Ye Ran passed by and heard that Jiang Hua had gotten up early in the morning and was telling jokes there. His face turned red and he subconsciously stayed away from him to avoid being embarrassed with him.

"Lao Mou, go talk to Lao Qi. I'm giving you a chance."

Jiang Hua patted Lao Mou on the shoulder and walked to the restaurant downstairs.

The hotel he stayed in was considered to be the highest-end hotel here. After going to the restaurant, he saw many Westerners gathering together in twos and threes, chatting in low voices.

His yellow face is still very eye-catching here, and many people are secretly looking at him.

In Jiang Hua's eyes, all foreigners look similar. Anyway, he can't tell which countries these foreigners come from.

When he saw a pretty girl with blond hair and blue eyes occupying a dining table by herself, he shamelessly walked over with a dinner plate in hand.

"Hello!"

He said hello in half a foreign language.

The blond girl glanced at him and looked at the food on the plate, ignoring him.

"Master Hala!"

Jiang Hua was not discouraged and greeted him in a bear-like tone.

Either he was bored and came here to flirt with others, or he just wanted to find a foreigner and get some news.

Although he knows the direction of big events, in the process, the small details hidden under the big events are beyond his ability to understand.

Details determine success or failure. Even if he knows the direction of history, he does not dare to take it lightly. It will not do him any harm to find out more information.

When Ye Ran and Qiao Bin came down for dinner, they happened to see Jiang Hua shamelessly pestering a foreign girl.

"Old Qiao, can you control him and stop him from always doing embarrassing things?"

Ye Ran has never seen such a shameless man.

"He is the nominal team leader. If you can't control him, how can I control him?"

Qiao Bin shrugged and spread his hands.

He has become accustomed to Jiang Hua's unconventional character. This guy's thinking is so wild and unconstrained that most people can't keep up with his rhythm.

He is not qualified to control what Jiang Hua wants, but in the most luxurious hotel in the capital of Mao Xiong, there are so many Western faces. This is something worthy of vigilance. Is it really like what Jiang Hua said?

"Xiaoye, your foreign language is better than mine. Please help me listen to what those foreigners are talking about."

Qiao Bin lowered his voice and said.

"They were all talking about company business. These people are from different countries. If there are really important things, no one would be stupid enough to talk in public."

Ye Ran's eyes were still staring at Jiang Hua.

This blond girl has already made it clear that she is not interested in him, but this guy is still shamelessly hanging around. It is really shameless.

"Beauty, which company do you work for and what are you doing here?"

Jianghua Foreign Language is just a half-baked job, so I just break the rules and ask questions in Chinese.

Without communication, he had no hope and was ready to leave after eating.

"Why don't you tell me first, which company you are from and what kind of business you are going to do here?"

I never expected that the blond girl opposite spoke Chinese fluently.

"It turns out we can communicate. You told me earlier. I'm from Fuxi Energy Company. I'm coming here this time to buy some oil fields for fun."

Jiang Hua half-truths and half-falsities, bragging casually.

He guessed in his mind which country this blonde girl was from, whether she represented the government or a commercial company, and what business she was for.

"Awesome, it turns out he is an energy tycoon, and I am just a clerk running errands. I came here with the company and gained a lot of experience."

The blonde beauty finished her breakfast, wiped her mouth elegantly with a napkin, stood up and left.

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had been tricked. The other party had tricked him, but he didn't ask for any information.

"You are the only one who wears all the luxury goods and is still a clerk. Only a ghost would believe it."

He said to himself unconvincedly.

"Haha, Mr. Jiang is also frustrated sometimes. It seems that not every woman is like you."

Ye Ran came over holding a dinner plate and gloating about his misfortune.

"She is also going to Vladivostok. We might encounter competitors."

Jiang Hua glanced at Ye Ran lightly and said.

"How did you know?"

Ye Ran was stunned.

She was standing behind the conversation between the two of them just now, and the other party didn't reveal any information from beginning to end.

Jiang Hua wiped his mouth with a napkin, walked to Ye Ran, and reached out to touch the stool under her butt.

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Ran suddenly changed his color and stared at his hands warily, thinking that this guy was trying to be a hooligan.

"Please raise your noble butt."

Jiang Hua's expression remained calm and his tone was calm.

"I'm warning you, if you dare to act like a hooligan, I'll slap you to death."

Ye Ran stood up with a suspicious look on his face.

Jiang Hua picked up a train ticket that the blonde girl had left behind from where Ye Ran was sitting just now, handed it to her, and smiled: "It's a good thing that you are still engaged in intelligence work, and you are not as careful as a layman like me."

Ye Ran looked at the train ticket in his hand and his pretty face turned red. He didn't expect Jiang Hua, a careless guy, to be attentive sometimes.

At noon, Chekov found Jiang Hua and said as soon as he opened his mouth: "Old friend, if you want to buy weapons, you can just say so. There is no need to send a subordinate over to waste everyone's time by talking nonsense like weather bread.

time."

"Lao Mou came to see you this morning. Why did he talk to you?"

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment.

"We didn't talk about anything. We just talked about meaningless nonsense and wasted my time all morning."

Chekov said with a depressed look.

"What the hell is this Lao Mou doing? He has been selling mink skins for a few days, has he made people stupid?"

Jiang Hua felt a little angry.

After all, this guy has accomplished a few big things in his last life, and he even launched three satellites with the Bear. Why is it that every time he is asked to do something small now, he behaves like this?

"Jiang, we are old friends. If you need anything, just ask."

Chekov was even more eager than Jiang Hua.

"What can you get?"

A shrewd light flashed in Jiang Hua's eyes.

"I have a big business, but I don't know if you have the appetite to take it."

Chekov closed the door and acted mysteriously.

"How big of a business is it? How big is it, how many billions of dollars?"

Jiang Hua's eyes flickered. He was not familiar with the place here, and he didn't know who Chekov was serving now.

"More or less, this is really a big deal. I think you need to ask the people behind you for instructions."

Chekov kept selling things without saying what he wanted to sell.

Jiang Hua narrowed his eyes and stopped talking. He was recalling what large-scale transactions there were before the Mao Xiong disintegrated, which were worth billions of dollars.

He didn't speak, and Chekhov didn't urge him. It was hard to find a big and powerful seller. Although many Westerners had come here recently, they didn't know what they were doing. People like Jiang Hua who had cooperated with him didn't feel at ease.

"Flying in the sky?"

Jiang Hua's eyes lit up. If Chekov wasn't joking, he remembered something.

Before Mao Xiong disintegrated, he sold the most advanced fighter jets to the country, and retained the legendary story of General Liquor, who singled out seventeen people and defeated Mao Xiong's negotiation team.

"Awesome, I knew I would do business with you, you are reliable!"

Chekov didn't expect Jiang Hua to guess it himself. What does this mean? It means that the other party has a deep background and sufficient intelligence support. Both parties can rest assured when they cooperate with such a big buyer.

"Are the production lines and drawings for sale?"

Jiang Hua didn't remember too many details. In his impression, the fur bears seemed to be sold together with the production line.

However, he really couldn't remember the specific time point. He was just a common man in his previous life, so how could he be qualified to be exposed to such national events.

"As long as you give me money, everything will be easy."

Chekov's eyes sparkled.

If this big deal is concluded, his position will be secure.

Jiang Hua took a breath with a bit of toothache. Don't look at him, he always talks about a multi-billion dollar small business.
Chapter completed!