Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 1160 Moscow Station
The train tickets he had bought were invalidated twice in a row, so Li Jiankun's trip to Eastern Europe was full of twists and turns before it even started.

On this day, the two generals who had called him several times to stop him from going to the Soviet Union rushed back to the capital in a hurry.

Li Jiankun deliberately avoided his family and found a teahouse in the small town of Haidian, where he met the two men.

"Chen Yajun, didn't you instigate me to go to the Soviet Union last time?"

"How can that be the same? I asked you to go there to do business and pick up bargains, but you wanted to go there to deal with that Tracy. Damn it, do you know how powerful that woman is in Moscow?"

Chen Yajun gulped down a cup of tea in one breath and rolled his eyes.

Tracy is Judy Rockefeller's pseudonym.

Li Jiankun went to the Soviet Union because he was unfamiliar with the place and couldn't even speak the language, so he naturally needed some help. Although he was now engaged in oil trade, he could find a few available people in the Soviet Union, but after thinking about it, it would be more convenient to use the two generals Heng and Ha.

So before leaving the Special Zone, he contacted the two of them, did not hide from them the purpose of his sudden trip to the Soviet Union, and asked them to find out more about Judy's situation there.

As the saying goes, snakes have their own paths and rats have their own ways.

It’s always a good idea to have more information, and they can verify each other.

To be honest, Li Jiankun didn't dare to believe all the information that Ayan got from the CIA.

He held a white porcelain teacup and slowly sipped the new tea that was said to be from Wuyi Mountain this spring. He said, "I am planning to do business in the Soviet Union. This does not conflict with my plan to deal with Zhu... Tracy."

"No conflict? My brother, since you two are mortal enemies, you want to cause trouble for her, but doesn't she want to cause trouble for you? If she finds out you are in Moscow, it will be a big problem! Then you can't do anything, just run for your life. Brother Kun, I'm not trying to boost others' morale and destroy my own prestige, but you have never been there before, and you really can't beat her."

Chen Yajun's brows were tightly knitted together, and there was no trace of his usual nonchalant look on his face.

Jin Biao took over the conversation and said, "This Tracy is extremely powerful in Moscow, and she is involved in both the black and white worlds. In the white world, she is a frequent guest at celebrity cocktail parties. It is said that... It took us a lot of effort to find out this information. Fortunately, there is a lot of corruption over there, and it is said that there are agents protecting her when she goes out.

"Also, there is accurate information on the street that she is very close to Ivankov. This man has a famous nickname. Do you know what it is? The Godfather!"

Chen Yajun added: "He is the godfather of the entire Soviet Union! Not just Moscow."

Jin Biao sighed, "I can't do it. How can I do it? It's like an iron egg."

Li Jiankun raised his eyebrows. They did bring some new news. If it was true, it would be quite tricky.

"So, if you and that woman are at the point of a life-and-death struggle, forget it, Brother Kun. It's better not to try to make money by taking advantage of the situation. You must not go over and fall into the trap!"

Chen Yajun concluded, and then offered a plan, "If you really can't swallow this, we can spend money and hire someone to kill her. You have the most money anyway, and the situation over there is turbulent. A big reward will surely attract brave men. If it doesn't work once, try a hundred times! One time, we'll succeed."

"Yes." Jin Biao agreed, "The key is that this way you won't be in danger."

That's an idea.

However, Li Jiankun asked himself, was killing Judy really his purpose?

No.

There is no doubt that Judy must pay for her blood debt with blood, but before that, he hopes that Judy can appear in front of him alive. There are a few words he wants to say to Judy. In addition, she must kneel down and kowtow and repent in front of the spirit tablets of the rich brothers and the six crew members of Gangcheng.

This is exactly the result Li Jiankun wanted.

Besides, if he followed the advice of the two generals, how would he be different from someone like Judy?

The dragon-slaying boy eventually becomes the evil dragon?
Li Jiankun made an excuse: "You two are just idealistic. If she has agents around her, hiring assassins a hundred times may not work. Do you really think the KGB is just for free?"

But it is not aimless.

Otherwise the world would have been in chaos long ago.

When the two generals Heng and Ha wanted to say something, Li Jiankun raised his hand to stop them. He said slowly, "Don't worry, I'm not hot-headed and I won't act impulsively. Since she can make a name for herself over there, why can't I, Li Jiankun, make it? At worst, I can slow down the pace, destroy her power first, and then take her head!"

Chen Yajun and Jin Biao looked at each other. They couldn't refute this statement.

What Ms. Tracy?

Never heard of it.

Let’s look at the two names Li Jiankun and Jack Lee. Looking around the world, how many people who are capable of standing on the stage don’t know them?

"So what do you want to do, Brother Kun?"

"If we really can't persuade you, even if we go, we have to keep a low profile from the beginning anyway."

The two said in unison.

Li Jiankun tapped his fingers on the table. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let's build a base first. Can we find a good place in the suburbs of Moscow? A villa or a manor, something with a certain degree of privacy and a decent amount of space? Let's buy one."

"That's not difficult. The economy there is sluggish right now. Not to mention the common people, even the former social elites are extremely poor."

"Okay, let's do this. You two should contact your connections there first and take care of the base camp. We can deal with the rest after we get there."

"others?"

"for example?"

"Recruit soldiers and buy horses."

Although Li Jiankun has no shortage of manpower, for example, in Hong Kong City, he has no shortage of think tanks and ruthless people, but he does not intend to mobilize a large army.

Two reasons:

1. There are too many eyes on him and his people in Hong Kong City now. Just as Jin Biao said just now, he has to keep a low profile at the beginning. If Judy knows that he appears in Moscow as soon as he arrives there, he may really be in trouble.

This was also the reason why he had already planned it and was so cautious in choosing even the means of transportation.

2. If someone with this map gets other maps, it may not be useful. Let me give you a very simple example. The Soviet Union did not ban guns, but if you have a temporary visa, can you buy a gun?
This is just a manpower issue.

When it comes to high-level gaming, what’s more important are relationships and connections, and these are best managed locally.

Considering that the enemy comes from the Rockefeller family, there is no one on our side who can replace him. Even Liu Jingyan is not well-known after leaving America.

What Li Jiankun didn't think about was that, without realizing it, he had become a wealthy tycoon.

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Library cooler!

The green train travels across mountains and hills.

It's a long journey.

The experienced Chen Yajun said that it would take six days and seven nights to reach the final destination, called "Yaroslavl" in Moscow, on the morning of the seventh day.

Jin Biao did not go with him.

I will leave by plane two days later than them, but I will definitely arrive before them.

The train belongs to our railway department, so it doesn't feel unfamiliar. The biggest difference from other green-skinned trains is that, except for the restaurant, there are no rows of seats on the entire train, only private berths.

As the journey is so long, passengers always have to find something to kill time. The sounds of playing cards and drinking coming from the private rooms are full of intimacy.

Most of them are in Beijing dialect.

Chen Yajun said that the Soviet Union originally only focused on heavy industry, and light industrial products were scarce. In addition, the "compulsory collective farms" and "state farms" in the past led to the increasingly weak production enthusiasm of farmers, and the number of livestock and grain production declined year by year. In addition, Gorbachev's economic reforms after coming to power failed again.

Now there is really nothing to use and nothing to eat.

There are only abundant military supplies such as airplanes, cannons, tanks, etc.

A lighter that costs 80 cents can be sold for six dollars there.

A piece of fur that cost more than 100 yuan later had a market price of up to 600 yuan in RMB.

What does it mean to make a huge profit with only one investment?
Even though this train is packed with people, 99% of Chinese people don't know what's going on there. Chen Yajun smiled and said if the news spreads, you'll see, brother Kun, the description of "locusts passing through" will come into use.

As for the people of Jing, those who live near the water are the first to see the moon.

Because this unique international train starts from Beijing.

Chen Yajun also said that the people of Beijing have already created a small world for themselves there.

"Oh?"

Li Jiankun became interested in this. Isn't this just recruiting soldiers and horses?

Theirs was a luxurious box, with two rooms, the outer room had no bed, but a row of lockers, and opposite was a reddish-brown leather sofa, which was just right for Fugui to use as a bed because it was longer. There was a bed in the inner room, which was marked as a double bed, but it was difficult to force the size on a train, so it would be perfect for a couple to use it for intimacy. Li Jiankun and Chen Yajun, two gentlemen, each wrapped in a quilt, and even though they lay at opposite ends, they still felt uncomfortable.

As for why not buy an extra box.

When you are out, safety comes first.

When they had nothing to do, the two of them chatted about everything under the sun.

Chen Yajun smiled and asked, "How do you think the physique of the people of Beijing compares to that of the Russians?"

"There's probably no comparison."

Nowadays, most Chinese people don’t even have the concept of fitness. The Soviet Union is different. During the Asian Games in 1980, it began to promote national fitness. I heard that some hooligans were fighting in the streets and when they were caught by the police, they said they were exercising, which left the police speechless.

"Right, but let me tell you, the first few people from Beijing who got through were not easy to deal with. They were basically guys who had just been in jail and couldn't make it in Beijing. Although they were not as physically strong as the Russians, they had been trained in jail. They were all good at fighting, and they were definitely not lacking in ruthlessness."

Chen Yajun raised his hand and pointed to the edge of the bed. After thinking for a while, he raised it several dozen centimeters higher and continued:
"The terminal of this train, Yaroslavl Station, was the territory of the Caucasian Chechens before the Persians came. They are so evil that they control the transportation business of the station. The price is five or even ten times the market price. If you don't do business with them, your goods will definitely not leave the station, let alone the people.

"The first people from Beijing to go there were doing honest business. Imagine those days. Before the goods left the station, the profits were taken away by others. Then they had to set up stalls in the market, sell goods in the wind and sun, and be bullied by the locals. How could those ruthless people with small heads endure it? More and more people came later, and they just flipped the table and beat them!

"It seems like we don't have the right time or place, right? Hey! The result is surprising, the people of Jing won a great victory.

"So from now on, as long as the goods are from the people of Beijing, the Chechens will only charge twice the market price for transportation. After all, it is a train station, so it is reasonable.

"I am a native of Xijing who did not participate in the war, but I did benefit from it. Of course, countless people from Xijing over there also benefited from me and Biaozi. They couldn't get so many goods, nor such good goods. I'm not bragging to you, Brother Kun, but I, Chen Yajun, am a top-notch person in the Yaroslavl Station area..."

"Just people from Beijing?" Li Jiankun asked.

Although there were obviously more people from Beijing on this train, he also heard many accents from other places, mostly from Tianjin and Hebei.

Chen Yajun nodded, his eyes suddenly dimmed, "It was because the people from Beijing who first gained a foothold, did not set a good example, and instead became the people they once hated. Now, the people from other places on this train should not worry about the Chechens after getting off the train. The Chechens only drive illegal taxis and overcharge passengers, and they don't do anything else, but..."

Although he didn't say the rest of the words, Li Jiankun already understood his meaning.

That's very unkind.

When you meet your fellow countrymen in a foreign country, you can't help but shed tears. Can't you think more broadly? Don't Chinese people bully Chinese people?

I was hoping to find some useful people, but let's just forget about this kind of stuff.

Chen Yajun suddenly said quietly, "What's even sadder is that many people who are going there for the first time don't know this."

Li Jiankun's lips moved, but in the end he said nothing, which turned into a sigh.

The sun rises and sets, and another day passes.

Li Jiankun did not feel bored on this train. The view outside the window was excellent and picturesque. The scenery of the Three Kingdoms was obviously different and each had its own merits. He thought that when he had free time in the future, he should take Miss Shen on this train once.

It’s just that my routine is totally messed up.

Sometimes I take a long nap during the day, and then I feel full of energy at night.

That's the case today.

It is worth mentioning that the catering service on the train is far better than that on the green-skinned trains on domestic routes. The ninth carriage is open 24 hours a day and serves Chinese and Russian food.

He didn't know what time it was and didn't check the watch. There was no need to. Li Jiankun felt a little hungry, so he went out alone and came to carriage number nine.

No full meals are served during this time period, so he ordered a Russian dessert platter, including cheesecake, Tula honey cookies, bird milk cake, etc., plus a cup of black tea. There were not many tables of guests in the restaurant, so he randomly chose a table and looked at the dark blue night outside the window. After eating slowly for a while, a noun that seemed like an anchor caught Li Jiankun's attention, so he retracted his gaze and turned his head to look.

At a dining table diagonally behind him, there sat a man and a woman.

Slightly younger than him.

The man wore a pair of black-framed glasses with thick wine bottle bottoms, and had the aura of an old scholar. He looked like a cultured person, and one who delved deeply into research.

The woman was completely different, young and beautiful, wearing a fashionable knee-length white skirt, a black casual jacket, and a pair of pearl earrings. Her skin was fair and smooth, and she had a good temperament. It was obvious that she came from a well-off family.

The words "our Peking University" or something just now came from her mouth.

The woman probably felt his gaze and turned to look over, which also attracted the attention of the man with glasses sitting opposite her. Li Jiankun smiled slightly and raised his mug, but the woman turned her head away quickly. It was the man with glasses who smiled apologetically and raised his glass to respond to Li Jiankun.

"Siqi, don't communicate with strangers casually." The woman warned in a low voice.

"I was just saying hello politely."

"This guy doesn't look like a good person. He's wearing a hat and sunglasses at night. Believe it or not, if we say something to him, he'll come over. We may not be able to get rid of him. Be careful when you go out!"

The brother with glasses, whom she called "Siqi", smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Li Jiankun took a sip of black tea and for no reason thought of the line "Flowers have feelings but flowing water is heartless".

The night was long, and I finally met a school girl...that's all.

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Woo!
The sound of the whistle was like a thunderclap.

Li Jiankun was chopped up from the bed.

On the edge of another bed, Chen Yajun was putting on his shoes and said with a smile, "We're here. I was going to wake you up when we saw the town, but you were sleeping so soundly. Come on, Moscow welcomes you."

The first thing to do before getting off the train is to make rice dumplings.

In March, the average maximum temperature in Moscow is only 32 degrees Celsius, and the lowest temperature in the morning and evening can reach minus 6 or 7 degrees Celsius.

It's no different from winter in many places.

The emergency winter clothes they wore here were prepared by Chen Yajun. Li Jiankun wore a formal mink coat and a long-eared Leifeng hat of the same style, making him look like a mountain eagle.

Especially when wealth and honor are placed behind you.

Yaroslavl Station is an old building, built at the beginning of this century, with a long spire on the roof. When the three got off the train, it was easy to notice a group of imposing men standing in the middle of the platform. Passengers were walking around, and Jin Biao, dressed like a bear, stood among them.

"How about it, Brother Kun? I told you that Biaozi and I have a lot of face here, right? Those people next to him are the local bosses of the Jing Gang in this area."

When Chen Yajun waved over there, Li Jiankun noticed something out of the corner of his eye. When he turned his head to look, he couldn't help but frowned.

In his sight, the guy with glasses and the schoolgirl were preparing to leave the station with their luggage, and a group of four people quickly followed them. When they got close, two of them flanked them from the left and right, and the remaining two people got close behind them, holding something in their hands and pressing against their lower backs.

Brother with glasses was horrified.

The school girl, who was wearing a brown coat with a fur collar, was frightened.

But neither of them dared to shout out.

The sunlight from above shone down, emitting a few cold rays, which were clearly two shining daggers.

Li Jiankun heard a sigh, and Chen Yajun said faintly: "This woman is really...she dresses up however she is beautiful. Even if all the tickets were sold out, the people from the Jing Gang would at least buy a return ticket for the victim. Now, it's over."

(End of this chapter)