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"Our Ambassador Sergei Shmygal invites you to the embassy for a drink and to get to know each other."

Chu Zihang's eyes flickered when he heard this. It seemed that his high-profile performance at Aidid's birthday party had attracted the attention of many ambassadors from powerful countries.

As soon as I returned to the hotel from Aidid, someone was sent to look for me.

But what is unexpected is...

The first one to come to him was actually the Soviet Union.

He thought it was the United States.

After all, they are the world's largest arms dealers.

Since I stole their cake, they will definitely come after me first.

No matter how hard you try, you will become their puppet.

disagree……

Then tomorrow will be your memorial day.

A brutal robber.

Do you expect them to shower and change clothes with you and then ask?

Since it wasn't Uncle Sam who invited him, but Mr. Davari, why not go?

Maybe something good will happen.

The Soviet Union's national destiny was close to collapse and it only had a few years left.

Not to mention the domestic officials looking for a way out for themselves, the ambassadors abroad are naturally no exception.

The only thing that gives people a sense of security is money.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

……

The embassies of various countries in Somalia are very close to the hotel where Chu Zihang is staying.

Just walk across the street and turn a corner and you'll arrive.

The Soviet Embassy is located in the innermost building, which is the largest and most magnificent of all the embassies.

That classic red flag.

It rustles in the night wind and is so conspicuous.

Look back.

Under the leadership of Poroshenko, Chu Zihang entered the embassy unimpeded.

After turning left and right, I finally arrived at a huge office.

The first thing that catches your eye is the portraits of the three big men who led Da Mao to the top of the world.

Then there is the classic red flag, which reminds people of the popular online game Red Alert.

At this moment, behind the circular table.

A middle-aged white man with a mustache saw Chu Zihang coming and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Nicholas, you are young and promising. Nice to meet you."

"It is also my honor to meet the Ambassador."

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, so Chu Zihang greeted him with a smile.

Both parties finished their polite greetings.

Sergei Shmygal looked at Poroshenko standing at the door and waved his hand.

"Poroshenko, you go down first."

"Yes, Ambassador."

Poroshenko nodded and immediately turned and left the office.

Shmygal pulled Chu Zihang to the sofa and took out a bottle of long-treasured red wine to entertain him.

At the same time, he complained to Chu Zihang about red wine, saying it was not as good as their Soviet-produced vodka.

Unfortunately, it is difficult to drink pure vodka in Somali where supplies are scarce.

It is not easy to get a bottle of Chateau-Conti red wine.

Therefore, Shmygal was always reluctant to drink it and usually saved it for distinguished guests.

It's obvious that there's something else behind his words.

How could Chu Zihang not hear it?

Fortunately, he was prepared in advance and took a bottle of Erguotou from the room before leaving the hotel.

"Mr. Ambassador, although I don't have vodka, I have some white wine that I brought from my homeland. Would you like to try it?"

After saying that, Chu Zihang took out a palm-sized bottle of Erguotou and placed it in front of Shmygal.

I heard it was white wine.

Shmygal swallowed, then smiled and said, "That's so embarrassing."

Although he said he was sorry, his body was very honest.

The Law of True Fragrance.

It's the same everywhere.

Shmygal couldn't wait to unscrew the lid and immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

The smell is not much worse than vodka.

Then he took a palm-sized bottle of Erguotou, tilted his head back and gulped the wine into his stomach.

In a flash, the bottle was empty.

For Soviet men, alcohol is truly their lifeblood.

As long as he drinks, he will become your brother and sworn brother.

I will even give my daughter to you as your wife, and I will do whatever you say.

Finish the Erguotou in one gulp.

Shmygal wiped his mouth and showed a satisfied look.

"Mr. Nicholas, thank you so much. Your Erguotou is a great wine."

"Where can I buy it?"

"Mr. Ambassador, if you like it, I have a lot left. I'll give them all to you." Chu Zihang waved his hand generously and said.

"Really? That's great."

Shmygal stood up excitedly, as happy as a 300-pound fat man.

Chu Zihang laughed secretly in his heart. The Soviet Union loved wine like its life, and a bottle of wine could gain brotherhood.

And he is not hypocritical, but truly treats you as a brother.

This is a real man, not those hypocrites in the West.

Chu Zihang showed his sincerity, and Shmygal didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.

"Nicholas, are you an arms dealer?"

"Mr. Ambassador, I need to correct you. I am an ambassador who brings peace and hope to the world."

Shmygal: “…”

Subleka, this Chinese person is speaking against his conscience.

Doesn’t it hurt?

"Nicholas, you are really good at talking."

Shmygal had no choice but to give a compliment and pass it on.

"Mr. Ambassador, although I have some talent for languages, I find that knives, dinars, drachmas, rubles, rupees, and pounds are more persuasive."

As he spoke, Chu Zihang took out a ten-thousand-meter knife and pushed it in front of Shmygal.

The meaning is self-evident.

He believed that Ambassador Shmygal was not just here to chat with him, but most likely to sell him arms.

These officials who are able to serve as ambassadors all have complicated family backgrounds.

"You're right, I think so too." Seeing this scene, Shmygal immediately smiled and agreed.

At the same time, he unceremoniously took the 10,000-meter knife that was pushed in front of him.

"Nicholas, I called you here because I have a big business to discuss with you."

Chu Zihang's eyes flashed when he heard this. It was indeed true.

He laughed and said, "I wonder what big business it is?"

"My brother has a batch of arms in the country that needs to be sold. I wonder if Mr. Nicholas is interested?" Shmygal sat up straight and stared at Chu Zihang with squinted eyes.

"Mr. Ambassador, as long as it's about arms, of course I'm interested." Chu Zihang spread his hands and said.

"I am a peace-loving arms dealer."

Shmygal rolled his eyes and said, "What nonsense!"

Peace is the biggest risk for arms dealers, and you actually say you are a peace-loving person?

Subleka, this Chinese guy is really good at fooling people.

Chapter 34: Self-production and self-sales are the only way to be a qualified arms dealer

"Mr. Ambassador, I wonder how much arms your brother can provide?"

"How much can you eat?"

Shmygal smiled meaningfully and asked back directly.

Chu Zihang was stunned by the other party's question.

Ah this...

I didn't expect to make a fortune from Aidid tonight, and now I meet a big client.

Haha, God has been very kind to me!

Chu Zihang suppressed his inner restlessness and smiled confidently.

"As long as your brother, Mr. Ambassador, contributes, I will have the capital to eat as much as he can."

"Mr. Nicholas, you have quite a big appetite!"

Shmygal glanced at Chu Zihang, who seemed confident, and asked again, "My brother commands an entire army. Are you sure you can handle it?"

A group army?

When Chu Zihang heard this, a hint of surprise and uncertainty appeared in his eyes.

No way? No way?

Is it... just such a coincidence?!

He quickly asked, "Mr. Ambassador, which general is your brother?"

Shmygal said proudly: "My brother is the commander of the 5th Air Force Army, Lieutenant General Joseph Pushkin."

Chu Zihang: "..."

Well, that's true.

If he had known that he could get in touch with Lieutenant General Joseph Pushkin for free, why would he spend ten thousand dollars on Ivanov?

And with the relationship with Shmygal, he would be a guest of honor of Lieutenant General Joseph Pushkin.

The price paid will also be much smaller.