Go back to 1990 to start a business

Berezov was wearing pajamas and eating his morning meal. After listening to the assistant's detailed report, he suddenly felt a toothache and threw away his knife and fork.

"Isn't this Xia Chuan without any weaknesses?" Berezov tapped his index finger on the table and murmured to himself.

"Sir, we have so many helpers, why don't we just smash his bank?" the assistant reminded in a low voice.

Berezov glared at him. If he was not loyal and reliable enough, he would not be able to use this person. He immediately lectured:

"Not to mention the anger of the military leader and the decrease in support for the Ye family, it is also very troublesome to be caught by the drunk driving coward. In addition, do you think Xia Chuan will not know that it was me? He will not hit me. Bank?"

The assistant asked reluctantly: "Then we can't do it in the city?"

"It's not that you can't, it's just that you can't touch the bank. And if you fail, you will definitely attract Xia Chuan's crazy revenge. Public action and assassination are two different things. Which rich man is not assassinated every day? Mr. Goose Spreader is ready to build a submarine."

The assistant was speechless for a moment. The goose planter was just joking.

Don’t you know that within a few years, it will be popular among wealthy Russians to build submarines? You would be embarrassed to play with others without a submarine.

Berezov, the outstanding mathematician, the owner of the United Bank, the financial backer behind the Russian conspiracy, and the future godfather of the Kremlin, pondered for a while and finally made up his mind:

"Then let's solve it in the city and let Lev do it."

……

Lev put down the phone and looked back at the four men who were standing in silence.

The outline of his face was like a chisel, full of muscular lines and strength.

The figure is considered average among Russians. Although the black suit covers his body, it is obvious that this guy has a thick chest and broad shoulders, and a waist as thin as a leopard.

Only those who have fought against him will understand what kind of terrifying energy it contains. His muscles are strong, his bones are as hard as steel, and his moves are like electricity. He is simply a fighting machine.

As a super soldier trained by the KGB and the leader of the Far East Mafia, his strength is enough to rank among the top ten in Russia, and he is no weaker than the eight killers.

Lev thought for a while, finally made up his mind, and ordered murderously:

"Gather twenty elites with rocket launchers and rush to Gongqingcheng to kill Xia Chuan tonight!"

……

Xia Chuan's motorcade was speeding down the street, looking for a suitable bank address.

The streets here are so wide that it makes one's scalp numb. I don't know if it is because of war preparations, taking off and landing aircraft, etc. The streets are as wide as a football field, which seems to be sparsely populated and sparsely populated.

And because it is not bordering China, the foreign population is small, commerce is underdeveloped, and there is not even a big shopping mall.

"It seems that the train station is the most suitable place. At least there is a national bank there, so settlement is convenient." Feier said.

The reason why banks generally like to gather together is that settlement is convenient, mutual cash positions can be adjusted quickly, and the ability to resist risks is strong.

Xia Chuan said with a smile: "No, that place is not suitable. Our interest rates are high, it is best not to crowd with others, the conflict is too direct. In addition, there are few commercial savers here, and the enterprise group is our target. Therefore, we do not need to choose What business district?"

"Hey, there's a Japanese restaurant that sells out." Fei'er pointed out the window and said.

Xia Chuan's eyes lit up: "Go over and have a look!"

Zang Hong turned the car around and the convoy stopped in front of the restaurant.

This is a large slab building, like six matchboxes placed side by side, with a total of ten floors. The upper eight floors are residential and the lower two floors are shops.

There are a variety of stores, including businesses, photo studios, clothing stores, and even hardware stores...

Xia Chuan walked into the restaurant with a group of armed bodyguards.

It looked well decorated, but it was almost noon and there was no customer. I don’t know why.

There was only one waitress at the counter, wearing traditional island national costumes. She was holding a handheld game console on a chair and playing Tetris. When she saw Xia Chuan and the others, she immediately spoke loudly in Japanese.

Immediately, the kitchen door curtain was raised, and a waitress with big breasts ran out. She was startled when she saw nine bodyguards carrying assault rifles. Her chest really jumped. She said to Xia Chuan in Russian tremblingly:

"Welcome to our restaurant for the first time. If you are having a meal, please take a seat..."

"We need some quiet. Is the second floor okay?" Xia Chuan asked with a smile.

"Of course. Please come with me." The waitress immediately calmed down. She just wanted to eat, but she was afraid of not eating.

When we got to the second floor, we found that there were mostly private rooms. Just open a sliding door and it was completely Japanese style. There were tables and tatami for sitting on the floor. You had to take off your shoes when entering.

Xia Chuan already understood why this restaurant couldn't continue.

He laughed and said: "Who has the final say on the exchange?"

The waitress was stunned. Damn it, this doesn’t look like a businessman. She said cautiously:

"I can call the boss and ask him to come downstairs. He lives in this building."

"Okay, ask him to come." Xia Chuan led everyone downstairs again, sat down, and the waitress poured hot water for everyone.

Then she went to the counter and made a call, speaking quickly in Japanese, emphasizing that there were nine assault rifles.

A bodyguard looked at Xia Chuan calmly sitting there. He probably didn't understand, so he translated and said, "Sir, she said we might be here to kidnap, and asked the boss to call the police immediately."

Xia Chuan squirted out a sip of water, "Ahem, cough, well, it might as well touch the well."

During the Soviet Union, guns were banned.

After the disintegration, a large number of weapons flowed into the civilian population. Although Hungry Ross also banned guns in name, the police generally did not care about large guns, especially hunting rifles.It's just that the ban on small guns is very strict, because small guns are easy to assassinate, and the murderer has not yet been found.

On the contrary, the people who were openly carrying assault rifles were all distinguished, and they would not kill people casually, and they could not be offended by the police.

The boss received the call, but did not call the police. He just leaned out of the window and took a look, and saw the ten military jeeps. He was so angry that he cursed: "This idiot with a big chest and no brains! Let Jingcha arrest the soldiers." ah?"

The boss quickly walked into the restaurant.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, who looks a little fatter and has a Mediterranean hairstyle, a bit like Son Zhengyi.

"Hello, I'm Ono Cangnan." He said it in pure Chinese.

"I am Xia Chuan." Xia Chuan smiled calmly, and he was already sure that he was a spy from the island nation.

Generally speaking, the identity of a spy is impeccable, and every step is well-documented. Most of his experiences are bumpy, and he has been displaced from one country to another. The purpose of forging this experience is to explain why he can speak any nationality and does not cause trouble in any country he goes to. Suspect.

The two seemed to be old friends, shaking hands warmly and then took their seats.

Ono Cangnan asked first: "Excuse me, what is the relationship between Boss Xia and Xia Chuan of Far East International Bank?"

This is knowingly asking.

Xia Chuan joked: "It's like the relationship between Kabbah driver and Kappa Stan."

What this sentence means is that there is a machine-Pakistan relationship.

But Ono was stunned, obviously not understanding.Xia Chuan then remembered that the Kabbah driver had not yet been born.

Xia Chuan was still unconvinced and insisted on letting him understand. He smiled and said, "It's like the relationship between Songhua River and Songhua Dan."

Fei'er burst out laughing first, aren't you making fun of me?