After walking for two days and two nights, Li Wenjun and the others finally arrived in the city of Magnitogorsk, the largest steel base of the legendary empire and one of the largest steel plants in the world in this era.
The ground throughout the city was covered in yellow-black powder and the air was filled with a smell of iron mixed with coke.
Li Wenjun didn't feel strange at all, but rather felt a little familiar.
The ground used to be pyrite was also this color.
When Tang Zhaonian got out of the car, he saw the huge chimneys and buildings and cursed: "Damn, it's so big. I used to say that Lao Maozi's things were twice as big as ours, but now I feel like this here. It's so big."
Li Wenjun was wearing an expensive custom-made business suit today, and he even dug out the gold Rolex he usually hated most from the box and took it with him.
At a glance, one can sum up "rich" in two words.
Three words "very rich".
Then he walked straight towards the former factory director's office and now the general manager's office.
He knew because he came here to discuss business later.
The location of this office has not changed for decades, but the decoration, exterior walls and surrounding environment have changed.
Tang Zhaonian did not ask Li Wenjun how he knew the location.
Anyway, just follow it.
At this point, English doesn't work.
The security at the steel plant is much tighter than at the design institute.
There are soldiers standing guard with guns in front of the office.
Before they entered, they were searched.
Tang Zhaonian almost couldn't hold back his impulse and directly used a gun to kill the person who was searching him.
Li Wenjun was very calm. If the steel factory didn't have the ability to protect itself, wouldn't it be waiting to be beaten, smashed, and robbed?
Even the villagers around the pyrite mine dared to smash, smash and loot, let alone a fighting nation.
Ravi Rashnikov, father of later chairman of mmk Steel.
He was only forty years old at this time, and he had the toughness and gloominess of an old-school Russian.
Li Wenjun took out his business card, but he didn't stand up or accept it. He just looked at Li Wenjun coldly.
Li Wenjun was used to seeing all kinds of threats, so he just smiled and put it on the table.
The business card says "Chairman of Wenjun Automobile Co., Ltd.". Originally it was only printed in Chinese and English, but now it is handwritten in Russian.
Rashnikov glanced at the business card and asked in Russian: "You Chinese people are so brave. So many people dare to come and talk business with me."
Li Wenjun smiled: "When we talk about business, we don't just give money and goods, but we don't go to war or rob."
Stop making excuses, you are here to fight and rob.
The translator roared in his mind, and then translated it to Rashnikov.
Rashnikov said: "How much can you offer."
Li Wenjun smiled and took out a bottle of Vodka from his briefcase: "How much do you want?"
Nine out of ten Russians are drunkards.
This brand of Wotega is also a holy product among alcoholics.
Since Prohibition in 1985, the price of this brand of Water Plus has been ridiculously high.
Even Rashnikov was not willing to bring out such a large bottle.
Rashnikov stared at Wotga, his eyes bright, and his attitude became much gentler: "Why do you want to talk to me now?"
The steel plant will be transformed into a private enterprise, and there will be a market economy and free buying and selling. There is no need to take risks in this turbulent time.
Li Wenjun said: "I'm here to buy technology from you, not products."
Rashnikov leaned back and smiled: "Tsk, you are so loud. Why should I sell it to you?"
Li Wenjun said: "I know you want to open up the European market. But they don't believe you. The government wants to fight Carney's neck, collects heavy taxes from you, doesn't let you ship out of the port, and doesn't give you workers. I can help with these problems.
You solve it. In exchange, you have to sell me the technology. I will send people to learn it regularly."
Rashnikov squinted at Li Wenjun, wondering how credible Li Wenjun's words were.
Li Wenjun took a copy of the port company's license and a copy of the Spanish and American head office licenses from his briefcase, and laid them out one by one on the table.
Rashnikov picked up the copies of the licenses, looked at them carefully, put them down and asked, "What do you want?"
Li Wenjun said: "Thin embryo continuous casting, thin strip steel continuous casting technology, compact cold-rolled stainless steel continuous production line technology, the technical key points of mh80 steel, as well as gas-oxygen converter (gor) smelting stainless steel technology and plasma smelting technology."
Rashnikov looked at Li Wenjun carefully: "Young man, I can't tell, you are quite knowledgeable. But your appetite is a bit big."
Li Wenjun said: "I never do anything without preparation or with unclear goals. Besides, it's a rare trip."
When they get back to normal, they won't talk to him anymore.
Rashnikov said: "The first few are our fist technologies. The last two are now controlled by the Ukrainian State Metallurgical Institute."
Li Wenjun nodded: "Just tell me the package price."
Rashnikov: "One hundred million dollars, no need to discuss."
Li Wenjun shook his head: "Unless you don't want the support I mentioned earlier, there is no need to talk."
Rashnikov: "How much are you willing to pay?"
Li Wenjun: "Ten million US dollars. I will add one more item to help you clear the Chinese market."
Rashnikov laughed: "The idea of dredging up the Chinese market is just a lie. Do you think I don't know anything? Your Chinese state-owned enterprises have all laid off their jobs, production has stagnated, and you simply can't afford my high-end products."
Li Wenjun leaned back: "Do you think it will always be like this? China has a population of more than one billion. Even if it does not produce its own products, there are still many companies coming to China to build factories to produce various products and sell them to the Chinese. Take cars as an example.
Even if one-tenth of the Chinese people sell cars, there are more than 100 million cars. Although Russia is large, its population is small and concentrated in a few big cities. Otherwise, why would you not be able to recruit workers?"
Rashnikov sneered: "How can you guarantee that China will not follow our path?"
If China is also divided into countless countries, all efforts to open up the market will be in vain.
Li Wenjun laughed: "Because China was not an alliance from the beginning, but a whole."
Besides, you have set an example, why are we so stupid to follow your old path?
Rashnikov pursed his lips.
Li Wenjun smiled, stood up, walked aside, took two teacups, unscrewed the cap of the bottle of Wotega and poured two and a half cups.
The aroma of wine spread in the room.
Rashnikov glanced at the wine glass and said: "Two technologies, ten million. I can't sell you all my special skills."
Li Wenjun: "Three items. I can also help you find Chinese workers to support your production. Besides, your skills are not limited to these."
Rashnikov gritted his teeth: "Okay. Which three items do you want?"
Li Wenjun said: "Then let's take the last three items."
