"That was Comrade Dmitry Azrikan..." Soloviev paused and then changed his words, "It was designed by Mr. Dmitry Azrikkan. He happened to be here today. My name is
He comes here."
Li Wenjun could understand the flash of loneliness on his face.
It will take some time for the old beliefs to collapse, for everything in the past to be overthrown, and for you to have to adapt to new values.
Dmitry Azrikan arrived soon.
Li Wenjun could feel his eagerness to sell this.
After all, if you hold it in your hand, you may be forced to hand it over tomorrow.
If you sell it, you might still have the opportunity to continue developing it.
"What do you want to use it for?" Azrikan asked directly.
Even if I am lonely, every design is the result of my own efforts, just like my own child. In addition to getting a better price, I still hope that it will have the best ending.
Li Wenjun said: "I am very interested in the modular 'memory unit' you designed, which allows different users, such as each member of the family, to use different programs at the same time in multitasking. This concept is quite interesting. I also
I am developing a new computer and hope to absorb your advantages."
The later procedure was simpler, but he didn't want to directly say that what he wanted was a touch panel, so he had to praise the other party against his will.
It doesn't matter whether you tell the truth or not. What matters is that neither you nor the other party suffers any loss, and it allows him to achieve his goal.
"How much do you plan to pay?"
It would be a waste of time to dodge at this point.
Li Wenjun said: "Are you interested in going to China with me to develop?"
Azrikan was stunned: "Go to China?"
Li Wenjun said: "Many of our experienced experts speak Russian, so you don't have to worry about the language barrier when the time comes. I can also provide you with a translator. The salary is twice as high as your current salary. Your wife and children can arrange work and school."
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He knows that in the hearts of these Europeans, no matter how lonely European countries are, they are the paradise, followed by other capitalist countries, and China will always be ranked last. It is only slightly better than African countries.
Li Wenjun took out a business card and handed it to the translator, asking him to mark it in Russian, and then handed it to Azrikan: "You can think about it and get back to me. How much do you want to sell the computer for?"
Azrikan said: "Ten million dollars. You take all the technical information and computers."
Li Wenjun smiled: "One hundred thousand dollars."
Azrikan shook his head: "Too few, we can't continue talking."
Li Wenjun said: "Plus two bags of bread and a box of canned meat."
The translator glanced at Li Wenjun in surprise.
Azrikan hesitated.
Nothing is available on the market now.
It's no use having money.
I don't know when this situation will get better.
It's also possible that he won't be able to get out and will stay here forever.
Azrikan said: "One hundred and fifty thousand dollars, plus four bags of bread and two boxes of canned meat."
The translator became more and more surprised: Is there any mistake?! The asking price was US$10 million, and the price was negotiated for US$150,000 plus some food.
Li Wenjun shook hands with him: "Deal."
The translator looked carefully and saw that the check Li Wenjun drew was from a Spanish bank in St. Petersburg, and it was a check from a port company.
When Azrikan went to move things, Li Wenjun asked Soloviev: "Your design institute also designed a maglev train. Where are the technical documents now."
Soloviev said: "The design documents are with me, but other information is with the Ministry of Transport in Moscow. It was also in Moscow during the trial operation."
Li Wenjun nodded slightly: "Then let me buy the technical documents from you first."
$10,000 plus a box of canned meat.
After all, Soloviev also knows that the key technology of magnetic levitation lies in the power system, operating system and safety system. The appearance design is dispensable.
When Li Wenjun left, he also extended a job invitation to Soloviev.
Soloviev said he had decided to go to the United States.
In fact, Li Wenjun had already overfulfilled his task today, so he didn't bother to be polite and came out directly.
Li Wenjun had no time to appreciate the city's gorgeous Baroque-style buildings and streets that combined classicism with nature and romantic sentimentality.
I don’t even have the energy to lament that the shops and restaurants on the street are closed.
Many of them had their windows and doors smashed, and they had obviously been robbed.
The translator sighed: "I studied here when I was young. It was so prosperous and prosperous at that time, how could it become like this?"
Li Wenjun said: "The chaos is temporary. It will be fine in a few years."
They drove straight to the port.
The translator asked: "Where are we going?"
Li Wenjun said: "Ship this computer back from the port."
Translation: "The port is very chaotic now, and it is difficult to queue up ships."
Both people and goods are rushing to leave this land.
Li Wenjun said: "Don't be afraid, I have someone."
When we walked to a sparsely populated and wooded road, suddenly a few people jumped out from the roadside, holding AK47 or AKSU-74 in their hands, and pointed it at the car.
The driver stepped on the brakes quickly.
Those people were shouting and banging on the door.
The translator's face turned pale with fright: "They said, let us leave the car and our belongings behind."
Li Wenjun glanced at the guns in their hands and sighed secretly: When the country was in turmoil, these soldiers who were supposed to defend the motherland changed their careers and became robbers.
Li Wenjun said: "Don't open the door. Don't move."
Those people couldn't open the door.
The translator said: "They have guns, and with one shot the glass will shatter."
Li Wenjun smiled: "Don't be afraid, this is our new bulletproof vehicle. We just want to test its performance."
As soon as he finished speaking, those who couldn't open the door were so angry that they started to move towards the car.
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The bullets made a muffled sound as they hit the outer walls and windows of the car, and some of them bounced back, hitting the people next to them.
Some people wailed and covered their legs and ears.
Those people didn't dare to shoot anymore.
Someone else brought an RPG-7 anti-tank rocket launcher.
Li Wenjun became nervous at this time. His car was bulletproof, but not rocket-propelled.
And this rocket launcher can even blow up tanks.
"Da da da."
There was a crisp sound of gunfire from behind.
Those people turned around and saw a man standing on an off-road vehicle behind him, holding ppsh41 in his hand.
The translator became even more nervous: "It's dead, it's dead, it's coming again."
The man had a cigar in his mouth and spoke English in a rough voice: "Let's all go away. This is my friend. You must recognize him clearly and don't do anything casually in the future."
As soon as those people saw the man, they ran away immediately.
Li Wenjun smiled: Tang Zhaonian finally arrived when he rushed to the street.
The translator then remembered, isn’t this Ji Qingyan’s husband?!
But when he was with Ji Qingyan, Tang Zhaonian always wore a Chinese tunic suit and was very kind and polite, like an intellectual.
At this moment, Tang Zhaonian was extremely arrogant and murderous.
