Tykhomirov smiled slightly and said in English: "After dealing with Comrade Ge for a long time, I will say a few words."

Fu Song smiled and said, "It seems that I have to learn a few more Russian sentences. Comrade Tykomirov, this is my personal secretary, Miss Chu."

"Miss Chu, you are so beautiful!" In fact, Jikhomirov noticed Chu Linlin as soon as he came. There was no way. If a person is beautiful, he would attract men's attention wherever he goes.

This old slut!

Jikhomirov's eyes looked at Chu Linlin made Fu Song very upset. He cursed in his heart, but still kept a smile on his face: "Comrade Jikhomirov, please sit down. What to eat?"

"I remembered Comrade Ge's words, "Go to the host and follow the host." Jikhomirov regained his expression in an instant. Although he was lustful, he still had a little impulse in his heart. He knew what kind of women could move their minds and what kind of women should not move their minds.

Fu Song signaled Chu Linlin to make arrangements, and then started chatting with Jikhomirov.

"More than 30 years ago, my father, as an expert in the Soviet aid to China, stayed in Beijing for a while. After returning to the Soviet Union, he has always missed the roast duck and liquor in Beijing very much. He can drink Chinese liquor every day in the past two years, but roast duck is still a regret for him."

I have to say that Tykhomirov is very good at making connections. With just a few words, Fu Song's discomfort just now disappeared.

No matter what happened between China and the Soviet Union later and how bad the relationship was, it must be admitted that China and the Soviet Union were truly socialist brother countries in the 1950s, and the Soviet Union gave China great help. Regarding this, no Chinese with a conscience cannot forget it and should be grateful.

"If it weren't for the time being, I would have visited your father in person."

Tykomirov smiled and said, "There will be a chance."

Fu Song also smiled: "Yes, I think I will come to Moscow again soon."

The Russians were not happy without drinking, and Tykomirov was naturally not the only one. Moreover, this guy was very confusing. On the surface, he was gentle, but he was quite fierce when drinking.

Fu Song originally wanted to talk to him about business, but in a short while, he drank high under the influence of Tykhomirov.

"Old Ji", Fu Song felt that Jikowirov was too difficult to speak, so he called him Lao Ji directly, "When I was at my last moment, Lao Ge was always supporting me behind my back. Lao Ge and I were brothers, my brothers!"

Speaking of this, Fu Song burped and said drunkenly: "Old Ge is older than me, I have to call him "Brother, your sister, Miss Natalia, haha, I have to call her "Sister-in-law, so we are all a family, don't you?"

Tyhomirov also drank a lot and pulled his tie open regardless of his image, "Yes, family! So if you have any problems in the future, you can just come to me directly. The fat water will not flow to outsiders' fields, don't you think?"

Fu Song was stunned. I hadn't taken off my pants yet. No, as soon as my hand was put on, you took the initiative to stick out your buttocks. You are worthy of being an old man. Your words and actions are so simple, rough and direct!

But I like this kind of pleasure!

"Come on, Lao Ji, toast to the whole family!"

"Cheers to the family!"

...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Listening to the sound with a strong sense of rhythm in a daze, Fu Song opened his eyes with difficulty.

The dim lights, luxuriously decorated rooms, there is a phonograph on the table diagonally opposite, and a violin hanging on the wall...

It seems that this is not a hotel room, so where is this?

I closed my eyes and thought hard, only remembering that I had dinner with Comrade Tykhomirov not long ago, and then... and then I seemed to have drunk again.

Fu Song only felt a headache, his mouth and tongue were dry, "water..."

"Mr. Fu, you're awake!"

Fu Song opened his eyes again, and saw Chu Linlin's concerned eyes. Before he could ask more questions, he got up and grabbed the cup and finished drinking it in one breath, "Go another cup."

After drinking the second cup, Fu Song felt a little better. He rubbed his forehead and said in confusion: "Where are we?"

Chu Linlin smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, it seems that you are really drunk. Have you forgotten? Of course we are on the train we returned to China last night."

Fu Song quickly turned his head and looked out the dark window, but he could see light in the distance, "How long have I been sleeping?"

Chu Linlin said with disgust: "You are so embarrassed to ask, yesterday you and Jihomirov drank until after three o'clock in the afternoon, and then went back to the hotel to rest for two hours. We had the train at around eight o'clock. Anyway, when you got on the train, you were carried up by Krees and the others, and you were so devastated."

Fu Song was a little stunned. He was also considered a long-time general on the battlefield. He had been drunk before, but this was the first time he was so drunk.

I got drunk with Ge Shouwen the day before yesterday. When he left the restaurant, his mind was still clear and he knew how he got into the car, but he couldn't remember what happened after getting into the car.

But yesterday was different. I couldn't even remember when I said goodbye to Thikhomirov, so I drank it completely.

Fu Song's heart skipped a beat and asked carefully: "Xiaochu, I..., what, did I beg for fun?"

Chu Linlin shook her head and said, "You are just that good. If you get drunk, go to bed honestly."

"No, I mean, do I have..., that..."

Seeing his hesitation, Chu Linlin instantly understood what he wanted to ask, and couldn't help but blush, turned her head aside, and said lightly: "You sleep like a dead pig, and you can't wake up no matter how you call."

Fu Song's heart suddenly fell back into his stomach, "That's good, that's good."

Chu Linlin said: "Are you hungry? I'll get you some food."

After saying that, before Fu Song could open his mouth, he turned around and left the room.

Fu Song looked at his watch. It was past five o'clock in the morning. After washing up, he looked at the room while he was free. He didn't know if he didn't look at it. He was shocked when he saw it.

Qing Yishui's black walnut wood furniture, Orthodox style glazed ceiling lamps, a huge oil painting hanging on the wall at the head of the bed, and golden reliefs are decorated on the walls on both sides.

He has seen a lot of worlds over the years. He has seen such luxurious decorations before, but this place is just a train car...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but mutter that such a private room was not something that ordinary people could find, and he thought he didn't have the ability and couldn't even think about it.

"Mr. Fu, you just sober up, have some list of things." Chu Linlin walked in and said, following a waiter of Maomei pushing a dining cart.

Fu Song sat down and took a few bites, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Xiaochu, this private room..."

Chu Linlin slapped her head and said, "I almost forgot that this private room was arranged by Jikhomirov and was hung directly at the end of the train. Mr. Fu, I have been on the charter flight several times, but this is the first time I took the train private room. The place is big enough and I can take a shower, which is much more comfortable than the charter flight."
Chapter completed!