"Of course I know the Volga River." Borowski said subconsciously.
"Come to the study." Yeka didn't seem to be in a hurry to express her point of view. She just smiled at Borowski and said.
Following Yeka, the two of them arrived at the study room on the second floor.
Yeka is not only a very capable woman, but also a woman who loves life very much. She designed this villa herself, reflecting the warmth of family everywhere.
This also made Borowski very curious, why her sister Yeka is obviously a woman who loves her family very much, but she is an out-and-out non-marriage advocate. This is really contradictory.
The study room was also beautifully decorated by Yeka, with a large white desk and bookcases full of books. Green plants were placed in the corners of the study room, and when the window was opened, there was a beautiful view of the lakes and mountains behind it.
Living in such an environment, even Borowski, who was accustomed to a life of feasting and feasting, felt a little envious.
There was a huge map of Maozi Kingdom hanging on the wall of Yeka's study. She walked slowly to the map, picked up the laser pointer on the desk, pointed at the map and said: "The Volga River used to be an important water transportation route.
However, with the disintegration of our country more than 20 years ago, this river has lost its water transport function due to geographical buffering. At present, all kinds of material transportation in Volga basically rely on railway, road or air transportation. In terms of cost,
Generally speaking, these are far inferior to water transportation..."
Yeka's words made Borowski understand at once. The idea that Yeka introduced to him was to dredge the Volga River and let it glow with real vitality again.
"I see." Borowski said thoughtfully.
Yeka smiled slightly: "As long as you understand, of course this is just my personal suggestion. You have to calculate the specifics and see the cost."
"If I can win it within three billion US dollars, I think I will have a way to convince my father." Borowski said with determination.
"Look at the costs and benefits." After saying this, Yeka subconsciously touched her belly. Now she seemed to be able to feel the movements of the fetus in her belly. From time to time, the little guy would playfully kick herself...
"Sister, are you pregnant?" Borowski naturally saw some clues from his sister Yeka's subconscious actions.
Yeka smiled slightly: "Yes, I am pregnant."
"Who is the father of the child?" After staying in his sister Yeka's villa for more than an hour, Borowski did not see any sign of a man living here, so he was curious.
"I don't know the father of the child in the reproductive center's sperm bank," Yeka said.
"You are always fashionable and avant-garde." Borowski said with a wry smile, "Father doesn't know yet, does he?"
"I haven't told him yet, but I believe he will understand. I am an out-and-out non-marriage advocate, but I hope to inherit the bloodline of our Yeluo family."
"Do you need me to tell him?"
"I don't mind if that's okay."
"Understood," Borowski said.
The siblings rarely met each other on weekdays, so after arriving in New York this time, Borowski was not in a hurry to go back. He told the company's actuary about his idea of cleaning up the Volga River, and asked them to hurry up and run.
Take a trip to the Volga River and make a budget.
After arranging work, Borowski also told his sister Yeka about some of his recent situations.
After his mother passed away, his sister Yeka was his closest relative, and he was willing to tell her anything.
"Don't compare yourself with Artyom. Do your own thing well. Who is higher and who is lower, my father will understand." Yeka warned.
Borowski seemed to immediately read other meanings from his sister Yeka's words, that is, his father would most likely seek his sister Yeka's opinion at a critical moment, so...
"I understand, sister, why don't we go out for a walk? The scenery here is nice, I'm a little envious of you." After staying in the study for an hour, the active Borowski felt that he seemed to be exhausted.
Some couldn't sit still.
"Okay, I'll take you for a walk around here. There are many rich girls around here. Maybe you can meet the one you like later." Yeka said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"Girls from rich families are not necessarily beautiful." Borowski is also a beauty addict.
"They all have good genes. Don't be embarrassed and stare at them later."
"Then if I really do that, you must get that phone number for me." Borowski laughed.
The siblings were talking and laughing, as if they were children again.
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Dopengbei has become addicted to Metshaw's attacks. With heavy weapons and equipment such as aircraft and cannons, Doponbe's army has succeeded one after another, compressing Metshaw's territory from the initial several hundred square kilometers to just one.
About a hundred square kilometers.
Metshaw is not in a hurry, he is now luring Doponbe into the trap step by step.
A few days later, the ten MiG-21 fighter jets Metshaw purchased from Semyon also arrived.
The pilot was found for him by one of his seniors from Europe. He was also a pilot who had flown Migo fighter jets before. Therefore, after only two days of familiarity, Metshaw ordered the pilot to fly the plane to Ruralu, the capital of Nyal.
The airfield, oil depots and other important places were bombed.
The Doponbe side was completely caught off guard. The effect was almost exactly the same as the last time the oil depot was bombed. The destruction of the oil depot caused flights at the Capital Airport to be suspended again.
Dopombe was also caught off guard by Metshaw's sudden attack on them. In anger, he could only ask Musala, the boss of his neighbor Budiniya, for help.
Musala did not dare to make the decision without authorization and quickly told Vladimir this information.
Unexpectedly, Vladimir told Musala quite calmly that he would provide oil assistance to Dopombe as normal and not even increase the price.
This time it was Musala's turn to be surprised, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "Boss, are you not afraid that Dopombe will attack Fred?"
Vladimir smiled slightly: "Now is the time when dogs bite dogs in Dopombe and Metshaw. There is no need to be afraid. Musala, just do what I say."
"Understood, boss."
This time, Dopengbei and Metshaw were at full strength. From the air to the ground, the fight was so intense that the two sides could not tell the winner for a while.