"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 Come here."
Li Wenjun could understand the flash of loneliness on his face.
It takes a while for the old beliefs to collapse, everything in the past to be overthrown, and having to adapt to new values.
Dmitry Azrikan soon arrived.
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.
Whether it is true or not is not important. What is important is that neither oneself nor the other party suffers any loss, and it can still allow 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." "
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. Just a little 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 right now.
There is 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.
"One hundred and fifty thousand dollars, plus four bags of bread and two boxes of canned meat," Azrikan said.
The translator became more and more surprised: Was there a mistake? ! The asking price was US$10 million, and the deal was settled on US$150,000 plus some food.
Li Wenjun shook hands with him: "Deal."
The translator looked carefully and saw that the check written by Li Wenjun 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. The trial operation was also in Moscow."
Li Wenjun nodded slightly: "Then let me buy the technical documents from you first."
The deal was $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 exterior design is optional.
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 classical nature and romantic sentimentality.
I don’t even have the energy to lament that the shops and restaurants on the street are closed.
Many had broken windows and doors, and 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: "Transport this computer back from the port."
Translation: "The port is very chaotic now, and it's 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."
After walking to a sparsely populated and wooded road, several people suddenly jumped out from the roadside, holding AK47 or AKSU-74 in their hands and pointing it at the car.
The driver stepped on the brakes.
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 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 the glass will shatter with one shot."
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 furious and started to move towards the car.
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The bullets hit the outer walls and windows of the car with a muffled sound, and some bounced back, hitting the people next to them.
Some 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 is bulletproof, but not rocket-propelled.
And this rocket launcher can even blow up tanks.
"Da da da."
There was a crisp gunshot from behind.
Those people turned around and saw a man standing on an off-road vehicle behind him, holding a 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.
Li Wenjun smiled: Tang Zhaonian finally arrived.
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.
So he didn't connect the two people at all.
