Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Vice President Paul understood again and tested He Daqing in English.

“Whitey, you are a second-generation Asian American, right?

I see that you speak Russian so fluently, you must have received special training since childhood."

He Daqing gave a thumbs up and praised Paul in English.

“Nothing can be hidden from Master Paul, your wise eyes are full of wisdom.

On behalf of the United States National Security Agency, I would like to say hello to you, Dean Paul.

As long as you follow our arrangements for the rest of your trip, I can guarantee your personal safety..."

Paul's eyes rolled and a wise look appeared on his face.

"White, you have captured me, which is a great achievement. You may even be promoted three levels.

It's not impossible for me to cooperate with your work.

What's in it for me? "

He Daqing's hands were so agitated that he almost wanted to slap Paul again, but fortunately he suppressed it.

Damn it, this old guy dares to negotiate with me?

Forget it, forget it. If you want the dog to be obedient, you have to feed it some bones.

If you want Paul to cooperate, it's worthwhile to say something he likes to hear.

Thinking of this, He Daqing said:

“My benefits are what I deserve.

As for your benefits, once you arrive in the United States, you will naturally receive treatment that suits your status.

We in the United States are a capitalist country. We will never be as stingy as the Soviet Union.

At your level, it would be at least tens of thousands of dollars a month.

The research funding is at least tens of millions of dollars.

If you spend a little from your research funds, you will never be able to spend it all in your lifetime.

As long as you contribute to the United States, there will be no problem even if you spend the 10 million dollars on gambling or playing with women.

How about the treatment I'm talking about? Isn't it much better than the Russians?"

Vice President Paul nodded.

"According to what you said, Americans are indeed generous.

Anyway, I am a German, so it doesn't matter who I work for.

As for the so-called Red Empire, where workers and peasants are in charge? It is simply a joke.

The closer I got to the top of the Soviet Union, the more I learned about their corruption.

On the surface, income is extremely uneven.

The average person's monthly income is barely around 30 or 40 rubles.

The workers' income was higher, barely over fifty rubles.

What about those in power? They often give five hundred or one thousand.

These are just small amounts of money. What is more terrifying is those who abuse their position to enrich themselves.

I am German, and the Russians have never treated me as one of their own.

A harmonious society is not realistic at all and can only exist in ideals.

I have finally understood the truth of life. Whether it is the United States or the Soviet Union, it is the same. Those in power are always exploiting the people at the bottom.

I am willing to go to America with you, and I hope you will keep your word."

He Daqing raised his arm, which frightened Paul.

The raised hand gently fell on Paul's shoulder and patted him lightly.

Paul actually had some strange illusions, as if he felt the warmth of a kind father.

He Daqing patted his chest again and assured Paul.

“Dean Paul, I swear to God.

As long as you listen to me, White, the United States will definitely give you enough status and respect.

Don’t you like dance halls?

It is legal in the United States, and there is no problem going there every day.

In our America, if you have money, you can do whatever you want and do anything you like.

Dean Paul, it seems you don't know what money represents yet.

Then let me tell you, America is a melting pot of races.

There are women of all colors: white, black, yellow, brown.

Do you understand? "

Paul took a deep breath, and then was ecstatic.

"Yes, yes, please explain in more detail.

After all, I will live in the United States in the future.”

He Daqing did not hide anything and used the status of a senior to educate the younger generation.

"Okay, then I'll tell you.

Dance halls, bars and the like are legal business places in the United States.

In addition, there are many call girls on the streets.

They wear revealing clothes, and you can even explore their secrets without spending any money.

Tall, short, fat, thin, old, small, all kinds, all races.

The larger the mesh of the stockings on their legs, the more services they can provide.

Those girls with big mesh will satisfy your demands no matter what perverted things you want to do as long as you pay them. "

Paul asked excitedly:

“What is their educational level?

Can you do math problems?

He Daqing sighed.

Damn, is this a question a normal person can ask?

“As long as you have money, university professors can teach you physics naked.

In the United States, money is everything and money is omnipotent.

Do you know the word Loli?

Some old beasts raised thousands of lolis on a huge island.

There are special teachers who teach them various etiquette and skills to please men.

The cultural level should not be too low, just do some math problems, it’s a simple thing…”

Paul almost choked to death after eating the pie that He Daqing had painted.

Suddenly his breathing became rapid, his pupils dilated, he gasped heavily, and his hands kept reaching into the air.

He Daqing quickly shut up. Paul, this old guy, was so inexperienced and playful that he almost killed himself again.

Without even thinking about it, he waved his hand and gave Dean Paul two big slaps in the face.

I have to say that He Daqing's physical therapy is very effective. Paul's breathing finally calmed down.

"Old man, can you do this?

Forget it, forget it, I won’t say anything more.

If you keep talking, you old man, you might really go to see God."

Paul covered his swollen face from being beaten by He Daqing, and felt that his few remaining teeth were all loose.

Damn it, White, you bastard, how many times today have you beaten the great Dean Paul?

When we get to the United States, if I, Paul, have the final say, I will show you how I, Paul, will deal with you.

By the way, there are many German scientists in the United States, many of whom are my alumni.

At that time, I, Paul, will make that bastard White kneel down in front of me and do math problems for me.

No, I was kidnapped, so when I came to the United States, my say was still a little limited.

Got it, isn't it enough for me to just make a pledge of allegiance?

Thinking of this, Paul bit his lip and made up his mind.

“White, do you know the MiG-15?

Jet fighters, the most powerful air combat aircraft in the world..."

He Daqing was confused. He didn't know what Paul meant. Did he participate in the development of the MiG-15 fighter?

What a joke, how is that possible?

As a soldier who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Bang, he knew very well about the MiG-15 fighter.

In the Korean War, the data on paper and the MiG-15 were incredibly gorgeous.

Chinese and Soviet pilots shot down a total of 1097 U.S. aircraft, while losing only 345 of their own aircraft.