Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 1161: The Suburbs of Moscow
The four people who intercepted the glasses brother and the school girl all had Chinese faces. They were in this place, so they were undoubtedly from the Jing Gang. Li Jiankun tilted his head and said, "Let them leave safely."

Thinking that Chen Yajun and Jin Biao were only engaged in trade, and that they had abundant and sufficient supplies, and that they were the God of Wealth that everyone loved, and that they had no power here, Li Jiankun added, "Ask the people from the Jing Gang what they want, and I'll give it to them!"

These words are somewhat angry.

After a moment of silence, Chen Yajun pointed in different directions and said, "Brother, you can't handle it all. Are they the only ones who were robbed? Look over there, look over here, and here, this, this, this..."

Looking in the direction of his finger, Li Jiankun found that in those places, there were passengers who had just got off the train and were subdued in the same way.

This method may seem simple, but it is actually very particular and even a skilled practitioner would find it difficult to resist.

"I'll take care of it if I see it."

"What about the next train, and the one after that, and the ones after that?"

"Let's talk about it later."

Chen Yajun was suddenly startled and looked at him with wide eyes.

Li Jiankun still scanned those places and murmured, "It shouldn't be like this."

Even if all the Chinese people here gathered into a circle and committed all kinds of evil, he would be better off than he is now. Chinese people should not hurt Chinese people like this.

What others think or do has nothing to do with him.

Li Jiankun cannot tolerate such sand in his eyes.

"How about this train? Isn't it interesting?"

Jin Biao walked over with a smile, but was pulled aside by Chen Yajun, who whispered in his ear, "Brother Kun wants to wipe out the Jing Gang."

Jin Biao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't find it strange.

After all, we have known each other for so many years.

"laugh."

Jin Biao said that when he turned around, the bearded man had a warm face, and smiled at the several big men of the Jing Gang who walked up with him, "Everyone, this is what I told you, our big brother is here for the first time. Yes, my big brother is very superstitious. Yajun just told me that my big brother looked up the almanac and said that today is not a good day to see evil spirits. Otherwise, brothers will delay for a week, and all losses will be on us."

After several big men from the Jing Gang looked at each other, one of them smiled and said:

"In that case, let's do as Boss Jin says."

After that, he looked at Li Jiankun who was wearing sunglasses and said with a pleasant face: "Boss Jin and Boss Chen's elder brother is our elder brother. We have prepared a little wine as a token of respect, but we hope that elder brother will honor us."

Li Jiankun glanced around the platform.

The eldest brother, Jingbang, who was speaking, raised his hands above his head and clapped them vigorously a few times.

Soon, the knives that were pointed at the passengers' backs were put away, the thugs responsible for intercepting the passengers moved away, and the intercepted passengers regained their freedom.

But everyone is a little confused.

Brother Glasses and Li Jiankun's junior schoolmate came over following the sound of applause and were both startled.

"It was him? It seems that he saved us."

"Why would he save us? I clearly..."

"He's obviously an important person. We should go over and thank him."

There was a blush on the school girl's fair and pretty face. She followed Siqi, who she had never noticed was quite courageous before, and walked towards Li Jiankun and others and the big guys of the Jing Gang, but she stopped soon.

Just like that night, Li Jiankun smiled slightly and waved to them from a distance, indicating that it was not necessary and they should leave quickly.

The man with glasses hesitated for a moment, but did not force it. He followed the rules of the underworld that he had read in books, clasped his fists towards Li Jiankun, then pulled the girl behind him and left quickly.

When the girl turned around, she glanced at Li Jiankun out of the corner of her eye, and felt inexplicably lost in her heart, a feeling that was hard to describe.

"No need to eat. I came here for something important, so it's not appropriate for me to show up in public for the time being."

Li Jiankun's refusal made the faces of several big men in the Jing Gang look unhappy. They thought they had given him enough face, but he was still arrogant? It was true that Chen Jin and the others were big cargo owners. Both domestic and local bosses wanted this source of goods, but they controlled the freight station after all!

After saying this, Li Jiankun looked at Fugui.

Fugui threw a brown leather bag in his hand to the feet of those people, making a dull sound.

After a moment, several big bosses of the Jing Gang were so excited that they wanted to worship Li Jiankun as a Bodhisattva.

"Of course, of course, big brother, your important matter is more important."

"Please let us play host to you next time."

"Brother, walk slowly."

...

There was only the top layer in the brown leather bag, covered with a layer of clothes, and all underneath was Franklin.

Give it to them for safekeeping for now.

Li Jiankun left with their respectful farewell.

A black Volga sedan was driving slowly on the streets of Moscow. In Li Jiankun's sight, the sky above the city seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze.

It is completely different from the fascinating Moscow described in the songs.

He saw some drunkards lying or falling beside the flower beds on the street; some food stores had empty windows, but there were still queues stretching for hundreds of meters in front of the doors.

There are beggars begging on the streets. They are not ragged and have dull eyes.

There was a group of old ladies in coats, carrying bags, rummaging through the trash cans.

At the alleys where the sunlight doesn't reach, no matter what coat they are wearing, there will always be young women with bare legs standing against the wall.

...

This city is dying visibly.

Neither Chen Yajun nor Jin Biao asked Li Jiankun how he planned to eradicate the Li Jing Gang.

Because if he still wants to eliminate that woman named Tracy, the Jing Gang is really not worth mentioning.

It just showed that he was in a bad mood.

So he didn't speak a word along the way. Otherwise, given Chen Yajun's personality, she would have been enthusiastically introducing the scene outside the window to Li Jiankun, such as the blonde girl with long legs standing at the corner of an alley. For only 20 rubles, she could satisfy all your requirements.

What is the concept of twenty rubles?

A piece of cocoa cake sold in the local dessert shop costs six rubles, must be purchased with a ticket, and is often out of stock.

Two couple tickets for a ballet performance at the Moscow Theater cost ten rubles and were available at any time.

A pair of Shanghai-made cowhide shoes costs 120 rubles.

A dining table, probably made of wood from the Greater Khingan Range, with two chairs, cost two hundred and sixty rubles.

A can of Hem Ha Er Jiang, a custom-made 500g can of food, just arrived from Wanghai County Fresh Food Canning Factory (the word "fish" has been removed) and is expected to be sold at rubles for vegetables and slightly higher for fruits after it is put on the market. Currently, the average monthly salary in Moscow, the capital of Russia, is rubles.

Actually, it’s not a small amount.

You know, one dollar is only worth 0.6 rubles.

It's strange that there is a real shortage of goods, especially daily necessities and food.

The goods are few, but abundant.

While the Volga sedan was driving towards a small town outside Moscow, Li Jiankun heard several gunshots, some far away and some near.

Only after entering the town did Jin Biao start talking.

"Yajun and I have some friendship with the district chief of this district. He is an honest official, but he seems a little... how should I put it, he doesn't seem to be very promising. Of course, it is also possible that he really has no other choice and is forced to do so. In order for us to sell more goods to this district, he really... doesn't care about face at all. But he is not a bad person and sticks to principles. Therefore, we have a warehouse in this district, which is quite safe.

"This house was found with the help of the district chief. It is located at the foot of a mountain in the town. The scenery is amazing. It is an independent small mountain village. The area is not very large, but it is built like a castle. The wall is more than three meters high and has good privacy. If a war breaks out, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. I came to see it a few days ago. I think you will be satisfied.

"It's not that isolated. It only takes ten minutes to walk to the town street."

Li Jiankun nodded. The greenery outside the window gradually increased. There were some mountains, but it was not the kind of countryside. If you had to make an analogy, it was equivalent to the urban-rural fringe area in my country.

The car didn't go through the town street, but took a shortcut, which was a bit bumpy.

Fugui took out some candy and ate it, which made the two generals Heng and Ha laugh out loud.

It’s said that everyone has weaknesses.

Anyone who has met Fugui would not question his physical fitness, but this guy is seasick, carsick, and airsick. It seems that he gets dizzy when anything moves.

Before, on the "China's No. 1 Car", Fugui was lying on the sofa and almost never got up except to eat. His face was a little pale at this moment.

Knowing that he had this problem, whenever Fugui went on a long trip, his pockets would be filled with nothing but candies.

"Fugui, you like candy so much? It's okay. Although it's a precious thing here, I'll give you enough. I'll bring you a sack in the evening." Chen Yajun laughed out loud and kept an eye on Li Jiankun.

Fugui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, hummed, "Thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay, we'll just follow each other."

Talking about supplies, Jin Biao patted Chen Yajun on the shoulder, and the two of them discussed it seriously. They thought that the boss would probably stay here for a long time. They knew very well that the boss had a traditional Chinese stomach and was not used to foreign food. They had to get some rice and noodles here. Meat could still be bought locally, and they would have canned food for every meal. They were afraid of being cheated, so they had to get some fresh fruits and vegetables that Chinese people were used to.

One or two meals is fine.

It is a bit difficult to provide long-term supply and ensure that food is available whenever you want.

They don't do this business.

You have to contact another channel.

Whenever they met in the past, they would boast to the boss that they were the Duobao Immortals here, and no matter what was needed here, they could get it.

Now it’s time to see the truth.

They could see from afar that the district chief who was waiting outside the manor to greet them had no regard for his reputation, but the two of them were quite shameless and could not let him down.

As for your question about the green mountains and clear water outside the window, how can there be a lack of vegetables and fruits? Damn, this freezing climate does not allow it. The plants that can survive have slowly mutated over a long period of time.

In fact, Jin Biao had thought that he would definitely make money by doing greenhouse cultivation here, but the business was too small, tiring, and the money came slowly, so he was too lazy to do it.

Li Jiankun looked through the front windshield and saw a red and white house with a spire. After hearing what Jin Biao said, he thought it was very small, but it was not small. The lower floor of the house was blocked in front, but he could still see at least twenty windows.

The house is surrounded by a high red brick wall, with a towering gate and two spires on the left and right of the top of the wall, which really looks like a castle.

There are no other buildings nearby.

Quiet, private, safe.

It is it.

At this time, there were three men standing in front of the open gate. The bald middle-aged man should be the district head, the younger man wearing glasses should be the secretary, and there was a fat old man with a Stalin-style beard. Jin Biao said he was the mayor of the town of Sureslavl.

That is the place where they are now.

After getting off the bus, Li Jiankun was warmly welcomed by District Mayor Sergei.

The bearded mayor, old man Andre, was obviously more interested in wealth and was amazed.

Fugui had a silly smile on his face, slurping on fruit candies. Although he couldn't speak the language, he still went over to compare. This old man Andre was fat and about 1.95 meters tall. He must have been a very powerful man when he was young.

Chen Yajun and Jin Biao have been traveling back and forth between the two countries for many years, and can only speak simple Russian. They mainly communicate with the driver, a young man whose mother is from Northeast China and whose father is Russian.

"District Chief Sergei asked if we need help finding some servants." The young man translated.

This is a manor, and it cannot be managed without seven or eight servants. Servants are definitely needed, but when Li Jiankun looked down from the vantage point, he noticed the small town not far away. He declined and planned to look for it himself. Considering the bad economy here, it should be a simple matter.

He didn't want anyone's eyes on him "at home".

Although both the two generals said that District Mayor Sergei was a friendly person, he was obviously very interested in himself. Moreover, he was a district mayor in this capital city, which was not actually a small official. At this stage, Li Jiankun did not want to reveal his true identity in the eyes of local officials.

The estate is priced at 5.8 rubles.

All the furniture inside will be left behind, and the original owner will only take away some items that he personally thinks are important. Jin Biao will leave with Sergei later to finalize the process of payment and delivery.

I heard that the original owner would like to use the money from selling the house to buy various daily necessities and food at wholesale prices.

Suddenly, something happened that shocked Li Jiankun greatly.

Sergei suddenly looked at Fugui and said something. The driver translated with a strange look on his face, "Mr. District Chief asked if you could give him a candy. Today is his little daughter's birthday, and he doesn't have any gift to give her."

Fugui was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out a handful of candies from the slanted pocket of his fur coat.

Sergei stretched out his hands to take it, and couldn't help but blah blah, obviously saying a lot of words of gratitude.

Watching the Volga sedan with a special license plate driving away, Li Jiankun sighed.

"It's not surprising actually. Given the current situation here, even the elite class can't avoid the shortage of supplies."

Chen Yajun said calmly, "Officials like Sergei are considered a breath of fresh air here now."

"He is a senior executive after all." Li Jiankun sighed.

What would happen if Sergei went further into the city?
"That's nothing to him."

Chen Yajun recalled, "Previously, a deputy prime minister of the federation was interviewed and shared with tears an experience in which his family went out to grab food. It should not be an act, anyway, people here say it is true.

"He said his wife and son waited in a long line to buy bread, but because they bought the last loaf of bread, a woman rushed to grab it and his wife's face was scratched."

After listening to this, Li Jiankun was speechless.

Chen Yajun pulled him into the manor and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go in and take a look. You and Fugui stay here for a while. No need to look. We must have no food at home now. I'll go to the warehouse and drag a truck over for emergency use. But there's nothing good in the warehouse now, just some biscuits, canned food, instant noodles, or furs, leather shoes, and quilts. But it will only last for three days at most. We have everything you need!"

Chen Yajun patted his chest.

(End of this chapter)