The Moscow Leningrad Sunshine Hotel was built in the 19th century. It was originally one of the palaces of Tsar Nicholas II. After the October Revolution, the Soviets nationalized the palace. It was originally a large conference center for senior cadres. After Stalin's death, it was changed to a hotel that operates externally.

During the reign of Breshnev, who advocated a lifelong cadre system in the 1970s, the Sunshine Hotel was greatly renovated and after it resumed business, it became one of the best hotels in Quansu at that time.

Although Liang Haiping has been experiencing great horizons in recent years, he is still amazed at the luxury of the guest rooms in front of him. The entire guest room has two floors. The living room of the room is connected to the high-rise style of two floors. Two sky blue and two grass green columns painted with religious stories support the arc-shaped ceiling of the living room. The ceiling is covered with gold railings with complex curved lattice styles. A large crystal chandelier that looks like a flowing galaxy hangs down from the patio. Several snow-white polar bear skins are casually placed on the fabric sofa. There are red-brown long-haired carpets under the ground...

"I have worked hard all the way to come from afar, so I won't bother you. Just use the phone to notify the service staff at any time." Putin said in extremely fluent German.

Liang Haiping enthusiastically sent Putin out of the guest room, Liang Yuan threw the suitcase in the corner, and then placed himself on the largest polar bear fur.

"Uncle, it would be great if this thing could be brought back to China." Liang Haiping, who looked at Putin, looked at him with a funny look. Liang Yuan turned over and said lazily on the bear skin.

"If you build a shopping center, let alone bear skins, I guess you can take a few of them back even if it is a bear." Liang Haiping said with a smile.

Liang Yuan smiled, sat up from the sofa covered with fur, and said, "Uncle, let's go to the embassy to report first."

This time when he came to the Soviet Union, Liang Yuan was nominally under the guise of replacing aircraft for the Air Force United Airlines. Although the Republic and the Soviet Union had not restored real ambassador-level diplomatic relations at this time, Ning Lei still notified the Republic's nominal embassy in the Soviet Union in the name of the Air Force. He hoped that the embassy would provide linguistic support.

"Can it be called an embassy there? I think it is more reasonable to call it an agency." Due to age, Liang Haiping's perception is not the case with the Soviet elder brother. He has received education such as the Soviet revisionist who will destroy me.

"Have you heard from my dad that our relationship with the Soviet elder brother has a long history and will sooner or later be upgraded to a real embassy." Liang Yuan put on a face that was friendly to China and the Soviet Union.

The two of them took the Moscow travel map and found out the exact location of the Republic's consulate from the service desk. After refusing the hotel's proposal to send a car, they left the hall of the Rikong Hotel with a smile on their faces and turned to Lenin Street leading to the consulate.

"Uncle, the translation is coming later. Let's go to the store first to see what the Russians are so poor." In less than five minutes, someone turned the eldest brother into the Russians.

"I was wondering just now, why did you look like you in the room? Could it be..." Liang Haiping looked at Liang Yuan with a very surprised look, with only a few big words written on his face.

"When I was in East Germany at the end of last year, I followed my sister Anji to go around East Germany and heard many facts that ordinary people could not imagine. The national security agencies of Democratic Germany have been paying attention to us for a long time. However, due to our identities, it is impossible to investigate in depth. During the Chinese New Year, Uncle Ning reminded me that Yuanjia's current status in the retail industry is a bit annoying for Democratic Germany. If possible, try not to talk about the company's core business in foreign buildings." Liang Yuan used the simplest language to push the reason for Angelina and Ning Lei.

Strictly speaking, Liang Yuan did not fool Liang Haiping, and Angelina was indeed worried and mentioned Liang Yuan the focus of the Democratic German national security agency on East Deyuanjia.

However, except for Angelina, a rookie on the intelligence front, Liang Yuan never thought that his actions could be hidden from Stasi, a national intelligence agency that is famous in East Germany, since the first day he stepped onto the land of democratic Germany.

Liang Yuan unscrupulously monopolizes the operation in Democratic Germany and expands the scale of his business. He simply bullies "Stasi". Although no national security agency is a good man and a woman, the bigger the scale and momentum of Yuanjia, the harder it is to start a democratic Germany in a short period of time. When the time limit comes, the waves are coming, no matter how strong the East German state agency is, it can only be yesterday's yellow flowers.

However, Liang Yuan could turn a blind eye to Stasi as air and ignore it. If it were the KGB, it would be completely different. For example, Liang Yuan always wanted to bring the most charming man in Russia in later generations to heaven. In addition to these strong men, they have always been bugs like cheats in history, and the shadow of the KGB behind him also made Liang Yuan extremely confused about the issue of not taking action. Whether it is to fight a tiger and kill him, it is a problem that Liang Yuan is dying of headaches.

For someone, it is of course very satisfying to watch others do that thing. If you really change yourself to become the protagonist, it would be a complete tragedy.

"With Yuanjia's influence and actions in Democratic Germany, I think the Soviets must be very interested in whether my uncle can come to invest or what purpose he wants to invest in the Soviet Union. I don't believe that the Soviet state security agency did not make tricks in the room. Uncle Ning said that there are countless things in the national security agency that ordinary people cannot imagine." Liang Yuan spread his hands and said.

"So you even moved out the Soviet elder brother to get a bear skin?" Liang Haiping looked at Liang Yuan with laughter and cry.

"I'm just testing whether the Soviets are playing tricks in the house. A big boss like my uncle finally came to the Soviet Union once. I guess the gift that expresses the friendship between the two peoples should be indispensable. Instead of giving them a headache, we should talk about it ourselves." Liang Yuan said uncontrollably.

The two walked and chatted, Liang Haiping had no choice but to listen to his nephew, and finally made this extremely serious espionage problem unrecognizable.

The Leningrad Sunshine Hotel is located on the east side of Moscow's famous Red Square, while the Republic's consulate in Moscow is opposite Moscow University on the west side of Red Square. The two walked to the Republic's consulate and were about to pass by Red Square.

Moscow Red Square is known as the spiritual home of the Russian nation. Surrounded by a series of historical witnesses such as the Kremlin, Lenin’s Tomb, Vasily Cathedral, and Marshal Zhukov’s statue. This is not only a symbol of the Soviet Union, but also one of the two greatest cores of power on this planet. Even if the Soviet Union collapsed a few years later, it could not change this fact.

Although Moscow Red Square is only one-fifth of the size of the Republic Square, its influence on this planet far exceeds the latter. It was not until the Republic entered the first decade of the new century that the Republic had a reputation as being on par with Red Square.

Liang Haiping and Liang Yuan slowly walked around the edge of the Red Square. However, one of them received the education of the Soviet Union's undying heart, and the other witnessed the despair of the Russian nation. Therefore, both of them looked extremely dull, which was obviously different from other travelers dressed up in excitement.

"Hey, are you here in the Soviet Union to do business?" An extremely pure Northeast dialect rang in Liang Yuan's ears.

Looking at the man in his thirties with light blue eyes and short blonde hair in front of him, he said hello to him in fluent Chinese. Both Liang Yuan and Liang Haiping were slightly stunned.

"Uh, how did you know?" Liang Haiping, who came to his senses in a blink of an eye, climbed up the pole.

"Looking at the two of you, it doesn't look like you are here to play in Red Square." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"My name is Andrei Kirirenko, my elder brother will call me Andre."

"This..., your Chinese is so fluent." Looking at the energetic young man in front of him, Liang Yuan did not call the uncle out of the final word.

"Little brother, everyone is in the world and discusses their own opinions. Please call me elder brother." It is obvious that this man named Andrei is familiar with the national conditions of the Republic, and he guessed the reason why Liang Yuan vaguely called him.

This Andre's Chinese level is definitely better than the Canadian "mountain" who speaks crosstalk. Liang Yuan looked at Andre, who was full of big squid taste, and introduced his life experience with Liang Haiping in authentic Northeast Dialect.

Andrei was born in Harbin, the Republic. He moved his family to the Soviet Union in the late 1960s. His father was from the Soviet Union and his mother was indeed a native Harbin girl, and he was considered a mixed race between China and the Soviet Union.

"How many goods did Brother Haiping bring here? What kind of things are they?" Andrei asked eagerly after reporting to his house.

"We brought six packs of windbreakers and two packs of down jackets, a total of four styles, three colors, and half of men and women's styles." Liang Haiping ran the train without blinking his eyes.

"I want it all." Andre said excitedly without asking for the price.

"Big brother, this..." Liang Haiping rubbed his index finger and middle finger with his thumb.

"Now the RMB is one to nine against the US dollar. Everyone is a fellow villager. I will give you 200 yuan per windbreaker and 400 yuan down jacket." Andrei said boldly.

Because he kept staring at Andre's expression, Liang Yuan keenly noticed that Andre glanced at Liang Haiping and his clothes with his eyes before saying the offer, and then said the acquisition price.

The price of windbreaker in China is 20 yuan per piece. The down jacket is in its early forties and ten times the profit. If you change it to an ordinary Sino-Soviet Dealer, you will definitely be very satisfied with this price. However, as one of the founders of Suifenhe Market, Liang Haiping knew clearly that the retail price of the Suifenhe Market windbreaker in the Far East of the Soviet Union was as high as fifty rubles. The US dollar was used as a reference to the RMB at this time. It was measured by the common exchange rate between China and the Soviet Union.

Of course, such shameful transactions involving smuggling, underground currency exchange, etc. can only be completed by means of slandering such as ants moving. If the Suifenhe market personally takes large-scale operation, it will definitely be a dead end. The top leaders of China and the Soviet Union will be alarmed at the first time.

This mixed-race frog in front of me is indeed deeply rooted in part of the essence of Chinese culture. My fellow villagers are really ruthless and neat. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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