Vasily took the money to apply for a visa and then came out of customs. At that time, the customs procedures were very simple, with a fifteen-dollar handling fee, and the term was three months.
Vasily actually went out of seclusion, but they all spent two dollars and returned on the same day. Today is the first time I went abroad in the true sense.
I took a bus to Almaty and found my uncle's house according to the address. Unfortunately, my uncle went to Moscow and it would take some time to come back. After all, he had a cousin about his age, and his aunt and cousin were very enthusiastic about him.
After learning more, I found out that my uncle was the deputy mine manager of a coal mine here. My cousin worked as a patrolman in the Almaty police station. There was also a cousin who married to Moscow.
It is easy for young people to communicate, and Vasily talked about the purpose of coming to Almaty this time. My cousin was very happy. Although his family was quite decent, who could still bite his hand because money was a biting?
My cousin’s name is Victor. Although he is a small policeman, the interpersonal relationships of the police are often the most complicated. Due to professional reasons, they will deal with all kinds of people.
Vasily just shines the money he brings, and Victor becomes excited. He only has one hundred Luke a month. Although he has not yet married, he has a lover. The main reason is that he has a high vision and falls in love with the daughter of a government official, so he has been delayed until now. Otherwise, the child would have been soy sauce.
After the two discussed, Victor decided to take Vasily to find a local underworld leader. This guy controlled many local thieves, drunkards and homeless people. These people must be a force that cannot be ignored when exploited.
This man is named Nikola, with a standard Slavic appearance. He has a bald head, big bra and round waist, and his two gray-blue eyes shining like an eagle.
At this moment, he was sitting in a bar with a bottle of vodka in front of him. Victor greeted him, but Nichola was not enthusiastic, just nodded lightly.
When Victor introduced Vasily's identity, Nikola frowned and said unhappily: "Why are you here to get such a bastard?"
Vasily stood up and glared at him. Two strong men behind Nicholas took a step forward and confronted Vasily.
Victor's face turned cold: "Nicolah, what do you mean? This is my cousin!"
"Why didn't you come back in China that day? That poor country!" Nicholas didn't give Victor face at all.
Vasily put his backpack on the table, then opened the zipper to reveal the neat rubles inside, and said with contempt: "The Chinese have sent you money, are you making money? If you don't make money, I'll replace you."
Nichola, who was already showing off his face, suddenly looked at money and couldn't pretend anymore. This pussy was a little bit unpretentious. Although he looked very awesome, he knew that if Victor didn't settle the score today, he probably would have to drink the King of Kings.
Why didn’t even dare to ask for Sarou? Isn’t it because he didn’t have money? Looking at his usual yelling look, his pocket is actually cleaner than his face.
The Soviet Union was a socialist country, basically the same as China in previous years. Even the barber shops were state-owned, which was not until Gorbachev came to power that a private economy began to exist. However, the proportion of the matter was negligible.
For example, this street is the only tavern that is the private owner. This is also one of the reasons why Nicholas dares to drink Bawang wine here.
This situation caused him, the big brother of the underworld, to have no source of income. What can he steal by just those pickpockets? Nowadays, people are generally in a recession, and there is no money in their pockets!
Nikola was actually a magistrate. Although the Soviet Union had the largest number of casualties in World War II, there were still people like Nikola.
It’s not that he admires Hitler much, but that he worships his ideas, which is populism. He believes that the current dilemma of Russia is caused by the burden of these franchisees.
In his heart, only Russia, Belarus and Ukraine were their orthodox Slavic nations, and other franchisees and nations were all borers that depend on their country and must be resolutely eliminated.
Although he is currently in Almaty, most of the Kazakhs here are Kazakhs. He hates these people extremely. So among his subordinates, the ones who are all Russian.
The reason why he called Vasily a bastard was because he felt that it would be a shame to accept the rule of the foreign race as a Slavic nation.
But he still likes money after all, and he still has to support so many people under him. Who would listen to him without money? So it is not easy to be a big brother.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" Since you need money, you have to put down your posture and talk to others. It seems that the Chinese Russian is not that afraid of him.
"Scrap iron, I need a lot of scrap iron. No matter what method I get it, I will give you twenty kobby per kilogram. How about it, do it or not?"
As a big brother, he still knows the issue of border trade. He knows that many people in Kazakhstan are currently simmering scrap iron in Horgos. He didn't expect that he really met him today.
In fact, some of his men also do this, such as those drunkards and homeless men. When they are hungry or addicted to alcohol, they will pick up some and sell them to those merchants who are rushing to the port.
"Okay, give me three days, and I'll be waiting for you here in three days!" Nicholas was not a slow-talking person. Since she decided to do it, she would not be able to hold on.
"Wait." Vasily shouted.
Nicholas looked at him with a bad expression and said, "Don't tell me any conditions. I'll exchange the goods for you for money, and everything else will be free of negotiation!"
Vasily glanced at him contemptuously, took out a note of 1,000 rubles and slapped it on the table: "This is a deposit, I hope you can trust your words!"
At this time, Victor also touched his waist, as if reminding Nicholas not to forget his identity. He could catch him in and keep him in for a few days at any time.
Nikola hurried away, and the waiter came to collect the money. Victor was about to lose his temper and asked him what Nikola had to pay for the wine he drank? Vasily stopped him.
"Okay, my brother, we both have to drink too. I haven't drunk it in a Soviet tavern."
Victor laughed: "Okay, we won't return until we get drunk today!"
The two of them drank until the tavern closed before they helped each other to leave. The car could not drive, and a patrol car came over, and Victor stopped them directly and sent them home.
Nikola's base camp was in an abandoned mechanic factory, which had long gone bankrupt. Over time, only this big house that used to be a warehouse was still intact, so Nikola occupied it as a base.
Chapter completed!