Chapter 47: Cut the grass to eradicate the roots!
Before and after the collapse of the Soviet Union, its economy was actually able to resist.
Its foreign exchange is completely controlled by the state, and the foreign exchange rate is also set by the state. In the early 1970s, the official exchange rate between the ruble and the US dollar was 1 ruble to 1.6 U.S. dollars, but on the black market, it was already 6 rubles to 1 U.S. dollar.
In 1987, the Soviet economy was relatively stable, with about 15 rubles per US dollar. In 1988, the domestic situation in the Soviet Union began to be violently turbulent, and the ruble began to depreciate sharply. The most typical example is that in 1991, Gorbachev's pension was 4,000 rubles.
The price is only about 60 US dollars. This kind of bargain is a huge blow to my head.
Then you still haven’t gathered up the wool that was delivered to your door?
Tang Dao suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to be dissatisfied with the price, "One hundred million rubles? Hey, Mr. Joseph, are you kidding me? This price is too high."
Joseph also felt that this kind of bundled sales was very embarrassing, and he was embarrassed on the phone, but he asked for help, so he quickly asked where Tang Dao was and said he would send a car to pick her up.
"Me? I'm at the door of the Kiev police station." Tang Dao looked back at the big sign written in Russian.
"Police station?"
Joseph was stunned and nodded quickly, "Okay, please wait a moment." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Tang Dao threw the phone to Jin Dun, his face sank slightly, and he hooked his fingers. Robert quickly leaned his head over to listen.
"Find someone to kill that bastard from Rovsk. I hate causing trouble."
Robert was startled and stared at the boss's side face. Have you ever seen a vulture? It was like the expression of a vulture when it stares at carrion. It makes people frightened. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Understood."
"Do this matter more cleanly." Tang Dao held a cigar in his mouth, took out a box of matches from his pocket, and swiped from top to bottom. The flame suddenly started. He put his mouth to it and lit it. He waved his hand and extinguished it.
Just throw it away.
Just because he hates trouble.
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Kyiv hospital.
Nurse Polikova had already worked two night shifts in a row, and her overall condition was not very good. She felt drowsy even while carrying medical equipment on the road. She vowed to have a good rest in the next two days.
"Polikova!"
Suddenly she heard someone calling her name softly, and looked around in confusion, and saw a white man with a sinister face leaning against the wall beside the trash can at the door of the toilet, hooking his hand towards her.
Polikova's face turned ugly, and she turned away, but who knew that the other party actually rushed up and grabbed her arm, full of frivolity, "Hey, are you so cruel that you want to sever ties with me? We are not
Been together for three years."
"I was blind!" Polikova turned around and stared.
"Hey, we broke up, we can get together occasionally. I can't forget your smell." The white man touched the other person's hair and looked at the bumpy body with unscrupulous eyes. He didn't look like a good person. The nurse lady
Gritting his teeth, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll call security."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so heartless. I came to you this time, but there is a good thing." The white man looked around and dragged her towards the corner, "I heard that your mother is sick and needs some money urgently. You
Do me a favor and I’ll give you twenty thousand dollars!”
Twenty thousand dollars?
Polikova only earns a total of 2,000 rubles a month!
Twenty thousand U.S. dollars was enough for her mother to move to a ward with a better environment, but she was still hesitant because the guy in front of her was not a good guy. He was once a doctor in the hospital, and now he is living in a hospital because he was addicted to drugs.
He looked like a dog, but his desire for dollars was gradually eroding his sanity.
"What's the deal?"
The white man chuckled, took out a bottle of white crystalline unknown substance from his white trouser pocket, and said softly, "Did you accept a member of the Rovsk family who was beaten badly today? Inject this thing
Get inside him."
"What?!"
Polikova was stunned. He actually wanted to instruct her to kill someone?
Not everything can be injected randomly into the human body. If you put some air into the meridians, you will die instantly. Life is sometimes very fragile. Why are medical staff called angels? In fact, sometimes, they can also be devils, it all depends on their hearts.
"No... no!" Polikova protested.
"Do you want your mother to die in the hospital?" The white man grabbed her arm tightly, "Don't worry, this is potassium chloride, the police won't find out."
The reason why people are called people is because they have fetters, selfishness, fear, and sadness in their hearts.
Polikova did not want her dependent mother to die like this.
She looked at the bottle of potassium chloride, then slowly stretched out her hand and took it. The white man was happy, patted her shoulder and said something comforting, put on the hat of his windbreaker and slipped away.
Polikova's expression was tangled, heaven and man were at war, and in the end... selfishness defeated professional ethics.
She went to the injection room to inject potassium chloride into the medicine, took a deep breath, and walked towards Rovsk's ward. She could hear the yelling inside at the door.
"Asshole! Asshole!" Petrovsk roared angrily while lying on the hospital bed, with a fixator tied around his neck. He couldn't even move, and his legs were badly injured, so he was half hanging. Now this
The gentleman is swearing.
He suffered too many losses. The bar was smashed, and all the goods worth hundreds of thousands of dollars inside were...moved away?!
There are hundreds of thousands of Sukas in my heart!
He doesn't know which army the other party belongs to, how can he complain?
"Peter, have you offended someone?" An old man with silver hair was sitting next to the bed, holding a cane in his hand. When he opened his mouth, he could only see two teeth hanging on his front teeth, and the others were all gone.
Already empty.
This is his grandfather, Tesla St. Rovsk!
A person who brought up the Rovsk family. This man has matured into a mature man. He is getting younger and younger as he lives. His face is rosy and you can't tell at all. Two-thirds of him has already been buried.
"I don't know either." Peter frowned and shook his head, but then he showed a ferocious expression, "I must make him pay the price."
Tesla frowned, with an ominous premonition in his heart. He was about to continue asking when Polikova opened the door and came in. She was wearing a mask, but her lips were still trembling up and down, and her whole body was full of fear and nervousness, "
I got...an injection." He started to stutter as he spoke.
Tesla stepped aside half way and Polikova got the needle ready, then stood beside the hospital bed and picked up Peter's hand, the needle was trembling.
"Nurse..." Tesla suddenly called out, and Polikova turned her head instantly, breathing rapidly.
"Do you need my help?" the old man asked doubtfully.
"No need, thank you sir."
Polikova secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the tendons, and stuck the needle in!
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"Mr. Nicholas, I'm sorry to bother you at this time."
Arriving at the military camp in an Air Force jeep, Joseph was waiting. When Tang Dao arrived, he first apologized, "Maybe our request is too much, but please understand us. After all, the IL-76 is an important weapon. Just rent it out."
There’s no guarantee.”
Joseph, this is also nonsense. In fact, the most truthful thing is...
The Air Force's gas stations were all stolen. In other words, the Air Force in Kiev was paralyzed at this time. If you want to take off, you have to go to other military regions to refuel. The people above think it's okay to keep the IL-76.
The effect is that the pilots are all on vacation. If anyone is willing to take over, throw it out as soon as possible.
Air France purchased two of them, and they paid full price!
The dead bear is not only feeding arms dealers, but also oligarchs from all walks of life. Do you know how many military technicians there are in Ukraine? 3 million! Many of them are special talents. If the bear falls, the five gangsters will eat it.
Mouth full of oil.
"I think this request is too much. One hundred million rubles... is not a small amount, but I always have the intention of cooperating with you. Therefore, I want to meet Comrade Gorbanov so that there will be no misunderstandings in our friendship."
The Soviets still like to be direct. When they heard Tang Dao say this, they were happy. They patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up, "Davari, what we like most is friends. We heard that Lviv's border defense number 2
The 2nd division has several bottles of good wine, and I have asked someone to bring them over to entertain you. For the sake of our friendship, let’s drink them!”
Lviv?
2nd Border Defense Division?
Good wine?
Why does it feel so familiar?
Chapter completed!