Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 874, The Beginning of the Feast

After listening to the report, Yang Xiaole thought of something and said, "Oh, right, Ivanka, contact the U.S. and ask them to send over a batch of high-tech equipment. We'll need it in the future."

The Russian side is indeed quite advanced in the field of technology, but most of it is crude and unsophisticated.

Take the semiconductor industry as an example; transistors are becoming increasingly popular worldwide.

However, in order to avoid the risks of war, the Soviet Union pushed the research on vacuum tubes to its limits.

Further research still reveals limitations.

Ivanka agreed: "Okay, is there anything else?"

"As for the rest, let's start with anti-corruption. We can't let anyone empty Er Mao's pockets."

In my previous life, most of the industries in Er Mao's area were sold off.

Production lines and processes worth hundreds of millions of dollars can be packaged and sold for a few million.

Now that Er Mao is in his hands, he can't possibly do that.

Hearing this, Ivanka frowned: "In the past, we used various methods to get things done. If we do it this way now, won't it cause trouble?"

Moreover...it's now riddled with holes.

"Times have changed, we have no choice but to do it."

Yang Xiaole shook his head and said, "This requires cooperation from all sides. If they behave themselves and stop, we'll let bygones be bygones. But if they continue, then we'll take drastic measures."

"Viktor, we still need your KGB's help with Ermao's situation. Cooperate with them. Usoyan, you're in charge on the ground. Cut off many black market channels; at least prevent important supplies and personnel from leaving. I don't care about other supplies..."

Viktor's father was a KGB officer and also had influence in Er Mao's camp.

Now that the family has split up, it's natural that all these forces have been handed over to Victor.

He is very suitable to do this.

Viktor agreed upon hearing this.

Usoyan grinned as well.

Their business wasn't equipment trading to begin with, so this didn't affect them much.

Yang Xiaole was pondering over there.

The authorities have Ivanka and a bunch of her protégés, and these people also have leverage over these people.

There are also covert front systems like the KGB.

In addition, there's the black market controlled by Usoyan.

While it's not possible to completely eliminate them, most loopholes can be plugged, though of course, this will inevitably lead to a bloody storm.

Then he looked at Huang Xintong: "Are the supplies ready?"

"Yes, they have already been transported through various channels. As soon as the announcement is made, our people will distribute the supplies to the entire market to stabilize the supply of daily necessities, so that people won't go hungry like before."

"Sure! What about the currency?"

Currency is naturally of paramount importance.

Upon hearing this, Ivanka said, "Various regions are already preparing to issue Treasury bonds as transitional currency. Our currency here has also begun printing."

As per your request, the exchange will be conducted at a 1:1 ratio, with a maximum of 5 rubles, which is equivalent to $3000. This will be completed within the next year.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Alright, you guys handle the rest. I don't need to say too much."

At this level, Ivanka would have her own think tank and an office dedicated to researching this area.

Talent can be found everywhere.

How could he possibly manage it all by himself?

The next step, naturally, is to deploy the migration.

Some of the assets need to be transferred to Er Mao's side, while the rest will be managed by Huang Qiujing, with Ivanov providing assistance.

There's chaos here in Da Mao, he won't bother with it.

There's nothing we can do about it.

After all, the plate here is just too big.

The excavation work and the equipment transportation should continue as normal, and efforts should even be intensified.

The meeting lasted a long time, while Ivanka took Usoyan and flew to Ermao's place.

After all, they are still needed to keep things in order.

At this point, only Yang Xiaole and his wife remained in the manor.

Of course, the bodyguards on the outside don't count.

Huang Qiujing looked at Yang Xiaole, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Xiaole, how do you make them so obedient?"

This was something that had always puzzled him.

Huang Xintong was also curious about where those grain seeds came from.

Logically speaking, at this point, there shouldn't be anything left for each other to hide.

Yang Xiaole looked at the two of them and smiled.

"Want to know why?"

Now that things have come to this point, he feels that there are some things he can say.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Close your eyes. I'll tell you to open them again in a bit."

The two of them felt a little strange.

However, she still closed her eyes.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of dizziness.

"All right!"

At the same time, I heard voices speaking next to my ear.

Both of them instinctively opened their eyes.

"Where...where...where is this?"

Huang Qiujing and the other opened their eyes and were astonished by the scene of wheat fields swaying in the wind.

Moreover, there was a pile of weapons and equipment in the distance. Although most of them had been cleared, there were still quite a few left.

This might not seem like much to Yang Xiaole, but it was a lot to the two women.

Yang Xiaole looked at the situation in the space and smiled: "I obtained this by chance. It's one kilometer in diameter. The life potion you drank is actually the well water here!"

The two of them gaped in astonishment.

Looking at all that wheat and soybeans, Huang Xintong seemed to remember something and asked, "Does all your food come from here?"

"Yes, the well water here promotes growth, making them grow ten times faster than outside. Now you know why they're so obedient!"

Both Huang Xintong and the other person were shocked.

Haven't reacted yet.

It's amazing.

If someone told them, they wouldn't believe it and would think that person was crazy.

But seeing it with your own eyes is a different story.

The two walked over, grabbed a stalk of wheat, peeled it, and put it in their mouths to chew.

So true.

Even if they don't really believe it at the moment.

Yang Xiaole led a few people for a stroll, this time bringing them along.

Seeing the two shocked people, he laughed and said, "Aside from Ivanka and the others, this is the first time you two have been here. Even my parents don't know! There's really no way to explain this."

Huang Qiujing snapped out of her daze and asked, "Does God really exist in the world?"

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "I don't know about that. At least so far, I haven't met a second person like that."

After saying that, she asked with a smile, "Don't you feel like your man is a monster?"

Huang Qiujing smiled and said, "What's so special about that! No wonder you know so much."

Yang Xiaole smiled upon hearing this.

He still didn't reveal that he came from the future.

No need.

He then stood up and said with a smile, "Let's go, a moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold, let's go."

They simply picked up the two of them and carried them on their backs.

"Let go of me! What do you want?"

"That's right!"

The two of them naturally knew what Yang Xiaole was planning to do!
Yang Xiaole naturally refused their request and carried the item directly into the space.

……

The next day, the three of them emerged from the space.

In the following days, everyone waited for that crucial moment.

Many people inside the company already know about it, but no one outside knows about it yet.

The few days felt incredibly long.

On this day, the press conference was officially held.

A shocking news story broke that one of the world's two largest giants had collapsed.

The impact is far-reaching.

Even though some people had already guessed it, the actual announcement still shocked everyone.

As the global news spread, Yang Xiaole's actions also began to escalate.

Huang Xintong moved to Er Mao's side. Huang Qiujing, on the other hand, is in charge of the local industries and mining here.

The separation of Russia and China will most directly impact food and foreign exchange.

After price controls were lifted, the annual inflation rate soared to 2500%.

The newly issued ruble was exchanged at 1.5 rubles to 1 US dollar, but it plummeted rapidly after its issuance.

The "paper millionaires" under the old system were wiped out, new capitalist oligarchs rose up in the chaos, and ordinary people became the biggest victims.

This process was similar to the gold yuan currency system implemented by the bald man back then.

This year, the Russian bear will experience its harshest winter ever.

As time goes on, the chaos is intensifying.

Yang Xiaole, on the other hand, began to transfer various supplies, personnel, technology and equipment from the Russian Empire to the mainland through various channels.

A portion was left to Er Mao.

All available aircraft, cargo ships, and cruise ships began operating at full capacity.

There's no way around it; these machines are just too cheap.

They're willing to sell equipment worth millions for tens of thousands of dollars.

Some people even have connections; a few thousand dollars is enough.

There's nothing they won't sell if you have the connections.

This scene is playing out all over the territory of the Russian bear.

Meanwhile, mainland traders made a fortune from this, as they could exchange anything they ate or used as everyday items for a high-end fur coat.

You can earn someone else's annual salary just by reselling it.

They carried things back to the mainland like a group of engineer ants.

Of course, the number of people who have access to high-end products is still very small.

Not only him, but other forces are also rapidly dividing up this piece of the pie.

……

In contrast, several conferences are quietly starting in the south after New Year's Day.

The clarion call for reform has already been sounded.

It's no longer the same blowing wind as before.

Instead, it was a bold and decisive move.

A month passed, and things became even more chaotic on the Russian side.

People live in a state of confusion.

Yang Xiaole was at the dock watching a batch of goods being loaded and unloaded.

This is a batch of machine tool equipment.

Although it can't compare to products from Japan and the United States, this thing is cheap!

Even the new price is less than half of what the Japanese are paying.

Right now, the mainland is in the midst of reform and opening up, and there is a severe shortage of various industrial equipment among the people.

It is at least much better than the old-fashioned machine tools in mainland China.

The main reason is that this thing is cheap!
How cheap is it?
It's like it's free.

Six months before the collapse of the Soviet Union, a contract was signed, and a deposit was paid with a promise to settle the payment in rubles six months later.

At this point, the ruble had depreciated by 4000 times.

In other words, goods that were previously worth $4000 million can now be exchanged for the corresponding rubles for only $1.

For other companies, Russian companies might default on their debts.

But for him, that wasn't a problem.

By offering a small tip, the equipment can be retrieved smoothly and legally.

The same practice is being carried out by major companies across the country.

Yang Xiaole is now worried about the transportation problem.

With no other option, he could only put the items into his spatial storage and release them in South Africa or Myanmar for slow transport.

Lost in thought, the phone in my hand rang.

"Xiao Le, it's me. Someone wants to see you!"

It was Huang Xintong's voice on the phone; she couldn't possibly leave for something so important.

Yang Xiaole agreed, "Okay! I understand."

After hanging up the phone, I found myself pondering some things.

After the separation of Russia and China, the cooperation between the mainland and Russia involved a significant amount of technology and equipment, as well as several hundred scientists.

This is just what's out in the open; who knows how much more is happening behind the scenes.

Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I quietly headed to Huang Xintong's building in Kyiv.

……

"Xiao Le!"

Huang Xintong was already used to seeing him quietly appear beside her, and greeted him with a smile.

Yang Xiaole hummed in agreement.

He laughed and said, "Who's looking for me?"

"The person is from the mainland; they're currently at a hotel! I don't know the specifics."

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Okay, then call them and have someone come over."

Few people know the phone number he left here.

The person who specifically asked for him by name was definitely sent by an acquaintance, or even an acquaintance himself.

After waiting for about half an hour, Yang Xiaole finally smiled.

He had suspected it before, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Feng Guanhua is no longer suitable to be here.

The person who arrived was Feng Aijun.

This guy is now with the weapons group, so it's not surprising that he's here.

After a while, the secretary came over and said that the person had arrived.

"I'll go first."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled, greeted Huang Xintong, and then followed her.

The conference room door opened.

Feng Aijun and a few others were sitting there.

They all stood up when they saw him coming.

Feng Aijun stared at him with wide eyes, but quickly recovered.

As the door closed, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Welcome everyone."

Feng Aijun never expected that the person he contacted this time would be Yang Xiaole again.

He came here on a mission, and this mission wasn't exactly secretive.

"why you?"

Yang Xiaole shrugged and laughed, "Why can't it be me? You're looking for me?"

Feng Aijun didn't speak upon hearing this, but instead looked around the room.

Yang Xiaole understood what he meant and smiled, "Don't worry, this is my company, there are no listening devices. Please sit down! Don't be shy."

It's not that there weren't any, but rather that no one dared to leak his conversation.

Upon seeing this, Feng Aijun sat down.

Then he said, "We came here this time to ask you to help us contact the people here."

"Oh? Who should I contact?"

Yang Xiaole smiled.

Upon seeing this, Feng Aijun took out a piece of paper.

Yang Xiaole took it and looked at it.

This is a resume for a job application, written in Russian.

The translation is: Expert in aero-engine blade casting, urgently needing work.

Just a few short words.

Then, looking up curiously, he smiled and asked, "Did we receive this from the mainland?"

He already knew why these people had come.

Life in Kyiv was very difficult back then; many research institute directors even took their lab's platinum crucibles and sold them on the black market in exchange for supplies.

He controlled the blanket, but he did so within limits.

And it also takes time.

It was probably posted by researchers from these companies.

The development of the J-10 fighter jet in mainland China is currently stuck on the engine bottleneck, and the transmission system of the Type 052 destroyer is experiencing frequent failures.

We urgently need such talent.

Upon seeing this job posting, I naturally rushed over as fast as I could.

(End of this chapter)