Taking advantage of the friendly atmosphere, Liu Ding was also chatting with an official in Ivanov's team. Liu Ding was very good at Russian and did not need to translate at all.

They were talking about the issue of annual output after the expansion project was completed. According to the calculations of the machinery and equipment invested by Chen's company, Liu Ding believes that the monthly output of 20,000 light weapons will be achieved by the end of 1942. Sudan official Podrifer expressed his disagreement. He pondered for a few seconds and asked for confirmation, "Comrade Liu, if you said that 5,000 supporting machine tools can be provided by the end of this year, we can achieve a monthly output of 40,000 rifles and submachine guns by the end of this year, and there are enough ammunition, so we don't have to wait until the end of next year."

Liu Ding expressed surprise and gave Ma Qian'an a disbelief look to the audience. However, Ma Qian'an did not accept Liu Ding's look, but instead nodded slightly to Bodrifer.

"Why?" Liu Ding was slightly stunned. He concluded that he added a percentage to normal work efficiency. It was already very high. He was still worried that he would not be able to complete the output.

"This is war. Once the people's patriotic enthusiasm is urged, the energy is amazing and enough to shake the world! In addition, the workers and technicians who retreated from the west have high qualities and sufficient raw materials and keep talking for 24 hours. I think it is possible that they will create a miracle for us to see."

"Miracle?" Liu Ding pondered for a second. He wanted to see this miracle. He happened to have this opportunity. He was the Chinese factory director. "I said, I will confirm that I like miracles."

"Of course, your brother still has to shoulder the burden of cultivating our technicians. I suggest taking the road in Xinjiang and taking half of the students from the school you built in Taihang Mountains. They will be extraordinary military talents in the future." Ma Qian'an frowned and advised Liu Ding with some cunning advice.

When Liu Ding heard this, he nodded slightly. Ma Qian'an was right. He originally wanted to draw a group of students with basic skills from China to learn. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he had the opportunity to participate in the creation of miracles, he would probably learn faster and experience them more deeply.

The Chinese contract has been completed long ago and has been approved by the plenipotentiary representative Ren BS. In the evening, everyone heard that the Soviet side had passed the contract, and basically no changes were made, but there was an increase. The Soviet side asked China to send 1,000 more apprentices to participate in the construction, which is exactly what Ma Qian'an hoped. The more Chinese people participated in construction and production, the more people we will have in the future.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Molotov and Ren BS representatives signed and stamped and exchanged texts, and the cooperation was officially established. Ma Qian'an immediately asked S1 to provide a telephone, and he was about to notify Chen Jiashen. The Soviet staff led him to a room attached to a large telecommunications room and pointed him in a red and solid landline, and the accompanying staff stood beside him to "accompany".

Waiting for the telecommunications officer to answer the long-distance phone call, the bored Ma Qian'an carefully looked at the "brain" in the red fortress through the glass. There were no less than a hundred radio stations in the telecommunications hall, and behind each station there were one or several Russian big girls or officers with nervous expressions. Occasionally, people like secretary or government officials could be seen passing through, and the ticking telecommunications sounds were mixed together.

The accompanying staff stood beside Ma Qian'an with a stern face, staring at Ma Qian'an's actions without blinking. Ma Qian'an hated the feeling of being monitored and asked deliberately in Russian: "Is this phone safe? Are you from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"Yes, no." The guy who accompanied him was not fooled and answered Ma Qian'an's two questions with two opposite meanings.

Ma Qian'an asked in Chinese again, "Do you understand Chinese?"

The accompanying staff made a strange expression, indicating that they couldn't understand what Ma Qian'an was talking about.

Of course, Ma Qian'an didn't believe it and continued to say in Chinese: "I'll bring your attention. If you don't agree with what I said below, I will tell others to know." Ma Qian settled for a moment, and suddenly attached it to the guy's ear and said: "Long live Shi Daling!"

After a moment of stunned, the accompanying Internal Affairs spy was defeated and repeated the slogan in Chinese: "Long live Shi Daling!" Then his attitude became much more tame, and he begged for mercy in a low voice: "Okay Comrade Ma, please stop fooling me anymore, I am just a little man."

"You look very much like Putin."

"What?"

"I said you look very much like Putin, a friend of mine."

"My name is Che Jin." Che Jin shrugged his shoulders, Ma Qian'an smiled friendly at Che Jin. As apologized, he took out the half box of Lao Ba's cigarettes he carried with him and gave them to the nervous accompanying guests. "Sorry, kidding, I promise to give them to you, our Chinese cigarettes."

He connected Chen Jiashen, who was far away, and after a brief greeting, Ma Qian'an asked Chen Jiashen to order his fleet to Vladivostok in northern Shanghai. Finally, Ma Qian'an jokingly asked Chen Jiashen, "Old Chen, guess where am I?"

Chen Jiashen's voice rushed out of the microphone through more than a dozen relay stations, "How do I know? Hey, wait! You guy shouldn't be in the Kremlin, right? I heard that the war was fighting so hard there, be careful!"

"You really got it right away." Ma Qian'an raised his head and pretended to open the ceiling, joking, "You can't imagine how beautiful this place is. It is said that I am in Queen Ekaterina's bedroom."

"Don't be in a good position. I'll arrange for the boat to go. Take care! We will see you in Vladivostok in 12 days." Chen Jiashen was very majestic and wanted to leave the phone. Ma Qian'an heard a low but quick and pleasant girl's voice from there, as if stopping Chen Jiashen from putting down the phone.

"Brother Ma is you?" A gentle voice came into Ma Qian'an's ears through thousands of miles.

...

After receiving Juventus' call, Ma Qian'an was in a state of confusion for a moment. He suddenly remembered that Zhang Xiaohua came. Xiaohua went to transport reinforcements and built wooden boats. He was not smooth and encountered local armed forces in the enemy. He was seriously injured in two bloody battles. Fortunately, he was rescued by Zhao Shangzhi's troops passing by. He is still lying in a small mountain village to recuperate. Although he had surgery in time, his injuries were too serious, which always made Ma Qian'an heartbroken. Zhang Xiaohua sacrificed his life to save him. He could not have a conscience. He had no hesitation anymore. When he learned that Zhang Xiaohua was seriously injured, he had already decided to live up to her. But what should Juventus, who was silently getting closer and closer?

After making the phone call, Ma Qian'an returned to the big room with the guy named Chejin from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but was told that he was invited to attend the dinner. The great Comrade Shi Daling invited many foreign envoys to the Kremlin tonight. Because the Chinese comrade happened to be here, Comrade Shi Daling decided to invite them together.

Upon hearing this news, the first thought that came to Ma Qian'an's mind was: calm people's hearts and show himself! The steel warrior should show his calmness and chat and laugh. Well, the atmosphere should be good, and then I will have a hard meal.

The banquet hall is decorated more gorgeously, with marble columns, arched gold roofs, and walls covered by red satin. Three magnificent chandeliers hanging down from the golden roof, and countless ornate wall lamps shine brightly on the walls. A team of about 50 people scattered all over the hall, with floors embedded in the columns. There are many round tables on the tablecloth, gold, silver, and glassware shining. On one side, a long table of 30 meters long spans most of the banquet hall, and the long table is filled with various Russian delicacies.

I like the buffet! Ma Qian'an entered the hall and stared at the long table full of food in front of his left wall. He raised his eyes and touched it. Seeing Ren Bs and Lin B were all greeting people, he was not polite, so he slowly walked to the food and started eating slowly.

Everyone looked very relaxed, I wonder if they were pretending? While trying various foods, Ma Qian'an secretly looked at the crowded hall. The characters who could appear here were all not simple guys, a group of scheming diplomats, who could say a word that was swallowed half a sentence. Look at them, they were so tired that they spoke English and French, which made me unable to understand.

A man appeared quietly in the hall. Ma Qian'an recognized the famous iron warrior at a glance. He was not tall and was interested in observing the scene in the hall. He did not hold any appearance ceremony for himself, but it seemed that there was magnetism on his body, and almost everyone's eyes were attracted.

He was wearing a loose uniform. Unlike his comrades, his uniform was very straight and clean. He walked slowly, greeted everyone, shook hands, and sometimes even stood whispering to someone. His coming in did not affect the position of everyone standing.

Shi Daling, with pale and rough skin, a few tiny patches on his face, thick eyebrows and eyes slanted upwards, thick gray combed backwards, and a slightly raised beard, the same as in the photo. He gives people the impression of being kind and solemn.

Liu Ding walked to Ma Qian'an and whispered, "This is Shi Daling."

"Yes!" Ma Qian'an picked up a skewer of barbecue, tore off a piece of it and chewed it, and said vaguely. Shi Daling would not pay attention to me, a young man. He talked about him, and eating mine, it was my bird's business.

"You can try this pheasant soup again, it's amazing! The chef of the palace is really not a blowjob, it's so delicious!" Ma Qian'an tasted a spoon of soup, and held the spoon to recommend it to Liu Ding. Liu Ding said suddenly and asked in disbelief: "Do you feel excited and respectful in your heart?"

"Excited, I have never seen such a big fish roe before! Ma Qian'an used a spoon to pull out a large fish roe from a plate, and took it to him and looked at it carefully.

"I'm convinced you, eat, I'm going to listen to what they are talking about." Liu Ding was a little disappointed and wanted to withdraw from Ma Qian'an's scope.

Ma Qian'an said indifferently: "There is nothing to talk about, it is nothing more than showing his determination to not retreat, and also cleverly asking the British when they will open up the second battlefield and when will there be assistance to be sent."
Chapter completed!