The next day, at 9 o'clock in the evening, the plane landed at Sheremetycheva Airport in the northwest corner of Moscow. Jianjun grabbed Tiejun, who was exhausted last night and was catching up on his sleep.
"Um!"
Tie Jun snorted and opened his eyes, which were full of sloppiness.
"Boss, we're here, it's snowing outside!"
Jianjun pointed to the small window next to him.
"oh!"
Tie Jun looked out the small window, oh, it was indeed snowing, and it was still snowing heavily.
Just after taking a second look, Jianjun grabbed Tiejun again, and Tiejun said angrily: "What's wrong with you? If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't push me, you won't be able to speak!"
Jianjun blushed a little. He had been in the habit since he was a child of not speaking until he had fucked him. He had been scolded a lot, but he couldn't change it. Moreover, the more familiar he was, the more likely he was to talk.
"What's wrong, don't say anything again!"
Tiejun eliminated the unsightly Cimahu and looked askance at Jianjun.
Jianjun chuckled, raised the Soviet watch on his wrist and said, "What, it's forty minutes ahead of schedule, isn't that cool?"
"Ah? Did you get it back later? Forty minutes earlier?"
Tie Jun was a little surprised.
Their flight took off half an hour late, and the big white bear in the front row said it seemed that the captain was having fun with the flight attendant and had forgotten the time.
"Um!"
Jianjun nodded.
"Not only is it awesome, it's like a cow flying on a plane. It's awesome!"
"Hahahahaha!"
The two of them laughed together. At this time, the big white bear in the front row stood up and turned around and said: "Our pilots all fly fighter jets. They fly this just for fun!"
The big white bear is called Victor. He works in the Sukhoi Design Bureau. He is of mixed race. His mother is Chinese and his hometown is Jiamusi. Therefore, his Northeastern dialect is also quite good.
After boarding the plane, Victor chatted with Tie Jun and the others for a long time, which was very humorous and eloquent.
He said that Soviet men are very handsome and live a happy life with "vodka in their left hand, bosha in their right hand, holding Natasha in their arms, and humming Katyusha".
But over the past few years, after Lao Getou came to power, there were reforms and alcohol prohibition, and the surnames of public people were changed to private ones, which fattened the big officials and made the common people miserable.
Especially after the prohibition of alcohol was promulgated in 1985, the Soviet Union suddenly became chaotic. Soviet men couldn't live without vodka. Doing so would literally kill them.
In order to drink vodka, some people sold their apartments, while others simply drank industrial alcohol mixed with water. Many people drank to death this way.
"puff!"
Victor actually lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said: "The weather in the Soviet Union is bad, and pilots are used to it. They can fly without any problems on windy days or thunderstorms!"
Listening to Victor's chatter, Tie Jun and the others followed behind. The blue-eyed stewardess didn't care that Victor was smoking, and said with a smile, "Kill the lady" (goodbye).
After getting off the plane, Victor turned around, said goodbye by fate, hugged the two of them, and walked into the snow carrying the big box.
More than ten minutes later, Tie Jun and the others finished picking up their checked luggage and walked out of the airport. Dasha and Daqing shouted happily and rushed over to hug them.
"Wow, the shotgun has been replaced by the cannon?"
Seeing Dasha wearing a Soviet police uniform, Tie Jun asked with a smile.
"Well, the security company now has established auxiliary police, and no one dares to bully us this time. By the way, after the New Year, my buddy will become a Soviet citizen!"
Seeing Dasha's happy face, Tie Jun couldn't tell how he felt. He wondered if Dasha would regret today's choice after seeing the rise of his motherland.
In order to make it easier to talk, the three of them sat in the back while Daqing drove.
The snow was falling harder and harder, but it did not affect the traffic at all. The cars roared away, bringing up flakes of snow.
"Tiejun, originally Gorky was coming too, but then he saw that the snow was too heavy, so he stayed at the manor and waited for you!"
"Well, Brother Dasha, have you seen those large machines?"
"I've seen it a long time ago. It's gone to sea. I wish we could all go away!"
"Okay, have I sent the fax sent by Zhang Hai to Gorky?"
"Well, I gave it to him that day!"
"That's good, Jianjun. After you've finished your work these two days, why don't you and Gorky go over and escort the machine across the border? I'll have to stay for a while."
Tie Jun looked at Jianjun, who nodded.
"Brother Dasha, what's going on with Lada?"
"Hey, things have changed a lot. Her father and her uncle opened two stalls for her. She is now the president of Lada Bank and the general manager of Lada Trading Company."
"ah?"
Tie Jun looked surprised.
"The Radha family will host a special banquet for you tomorrow night. Let me see. I must have something important to discuss with you!"
"Haha, we've already started! Alas, a thousand-year-old foundation will be destroyed in one day!"
Tiejun was happy and sad at the same time. He was happy that he could get a piece of the pie, but he was sad that he no longer had a big brother from the Soviet Union.
When we arrived at the manor, it was already past 11 o'clock. Gorky stood at the door, with Iron Head and Wood squatting on both sides.
The car stopped and several people got out of the car. Tietou and Mumu whined twice, spread their legs and ran over.
"Haha, Tietou, Mumu, do you two still know me?"
Seeing two big dogs running towards them, Tie Jun shouted and took two steps to meet them.
"Woof woof!"
When they got close, Tie Tou yelled, jumped on Tie Jun, and started acting coquettishly, while Mu Mu hugged Tie Jun's legs and rolled on the snow.
"Let's go inside and eat some meat!"
After a while of commotion, Tie Jun pointed forward. The two big dogs were very obedient and immediately ran back to the door.
"Uncle Gorky, how are you doing recently?"
"It's okay!"
The two hugged each other. Gorky's beard was raised and he was in a good mood. He was looking forward to the arrival of the Iron Army.
Hongying also came out and stood at the door laughing.
"Sister-in-law, are you two preparing to take root in the Soviet Union?"
Seeing Gorky and Jianjun hugging each other, Tiejun greeted Hongying.
"There's nothing I can do about it, Dasha won't be able to return to the country."
Hongying smiled, a little helpless.
"Don't be so pessimistic. In a few years, who will still remember those old sesame seeds and rotten millet things? We will change them back then!"
Tie Jun comforted Hongying, and Hongying nodded.
They exchanged a few pleasantries at the door, brushed the snow off their bodies, and everyone entered the house.
After eating something briefly, he sat back on the sofa and took out a thick piece of product information from his backpack.
By about 1 o'clock, I roughly finalized the mechanical equipment to be exchanged, and waited to see the actual items the next day. If there were no problems, we would organize loading the day after tomorrow.
The next day, the snow stopped, and Tie Jun was busy all day. At 6 o'clock in the evening, the last set of equipment was put in place, and Tie Jun breathed a long sigh of relief.
After drinking up the coffee in the cup, Daqing sent Tiejun back to the manor first, while Jianjun and the others continued their work.
When they arrived at the manor, a black Volga parked at the door, and Lada stood beside the car.
Wearing a mink coat, fox collar, small leather boots, blond hair shawl, and a smiling face, Lada has gained a lot of weight after not seeing her for three months and looks very sexy.
"Jun, welcome back!"
"Thank you! Radha, you are even more beautiful!"
The two hugged, Lada raised her toes and kissed Tie Jun on the face.