Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

St. Petersburg, Foundry Street.

Next door is the bustling Nevsky Prospekt, which can be considered a prime location right next to the city center. Everywhere you look, there are buildings full of local flavor, with pointed roofs, narrow windows, yellow walls, and trams passing through the streets, making a clanging sound.

Counting by house number, from 60 to 120, it's all a villa area. These houses were built in the last century and were once home to many famous people, such as Negrasov and Gorky.

At this moment, an argument is breaking out in a small villa at No. 65 Foundry Street.

“Pollustatt, I’ve had enough! All these years, the money you’ve earned hasn’t been enough to live on! So what’s wrong with me going to the bar to earn money?” The blonde’s eyes were full of complaints. “If you’re so capable, then earn some money for me!”

Borlustat looked at the woman in front of him. She was still young and beautiful, just like before. However, her attitude towards him had completely changed!

Ten years ago, Porstatt came to the Soviet Union as an engineer for the Norwegian company Conxperuk to help assemble CNC machine tools.

He was born in rural Norway and was naturally dull-witted, so no woman ever liked him. If one did, it was only because they wanted to swindle him out of his money! After a few such experiences, he lost interest in all women in the world.

It wasn't until he arrived in the Soviet Union that he met this beautiful Soviet girl, and the two quickly fell in love and got married two months later. At the time, the Soviets even specially allocated this villa to him.

After that, Bolust stayed in the Soviet Union and helped operate CNC machine tools. He originally thought that such good days could continue forever, but unexpectedly, the Soviet Union was gone!

The factory's business was deteriorating, and workers' wages were often not paid. Bolust was not treated well either, and his wages had not been paid for a long time!

Even if it's only given out occasionally, it becomes worthless due to high prices.

He was distressed because he wanted to make money but had no opportunity. At the same time, he discovered that his wife had also changed.

She often goes out dressed up beautifully, only to return late at night, reeking of alcohol.

Feeling sorry for his wife, he helped her to the bathroom to take a shower, only to discover that the underwear she had been wearing before leaving the house was gone! He could even smell the milky scent of a man's discharge…

Although Bolstat was dull-witted, he was still a man, and he couldn't tolerate such a thing!

“Vina, we…we all have hands, we can earn money with our own hands, you…”

“My French perfume is finished, buy me a new one! My LV bag is old, buy me a new one! Bolost, you coward, if it weren’t for… for your honesty, I would have given up on being with you a long time ago!” Vitalia said.

If the mission hadn't been incomplete, I would have run away long ago! Looking back now, I was really unlucky to have taken on this mission! Those girls from Yanzi School who went abroad and married Western tycoons are living such comfortable lives!

Some of the junior female students below are said to be doing even better. One of them, Antonina, has already gone to Africa to become a queen!

As Vitalia spoke, she put on black stockings, these were fishnet stockings, which looked even sexier, hoping to snag a rich guy!

"Vina, you...you're going out again?"

“Yeah, you can’t afford those things, so I’ll have to go by myself.”

Bolstatt clenched his fists, wanting to rush forward and give his wife a good beating. Having lived here for over ten years, he often saw men beating their wives, and those wives were all obedient. His own wife had never been hit, so…

However, he still didn't dare to, and could only watch Vitalia leave and get into the Lada car that the government had provided for them.

Buzz, buzz buzz...

The engine made a few weak whirring sounds, and then stopped.

Vitalia got out of the car in a huff and kicked the door. "Crapper! Crapper! I want to drive a Mercedes!"

Just then, a Mercedes-Benz W140 drove by on the street in the distance.

Vitalia's eyes lit up, and she quickly ran out, standing at the front door, striking a pose.

"Boss, boss, can you give me a ride?"

The car window opened, revealing a young, Asian face.

An Asian? That's even easier to fool! Vitalia exclaimed excitedly, "Boss, please have mercy, you're a good person!"

"Come up!"

Through the window, Bolust watched his wife get into the luxurious Mercedes. His fist clenched again. "You wretched woman, I'll give you a good beating when you get back!" Now... let's have a drink! Alcohol really can help you soothe your sorrows.

In the car, Vitalia stretched out her long legs: "Boss, my legs hurt so much while waiting for the taxi, can you give them a massage?"

"Put it back." The voice was somewhat cold.

Vitalia's gaze fell between the man's legs. There was no tent; it seemed this man was unresponsive to ordinary teasing. Should she...?

Before he could finish thinking, the other person asked, "Is the KGB still keeping a tight rein on you?"

Vitalia was stunned for a moment: "Boss, what are you talking about? I don't understand. The KGB is long gone. It's the Federal Intelligence Service now."

"Alright, then it's the Federal Intelligence Service. How often do you report to them?"

"Boss, I'm just an ordinary woman, I have nothing to do with intelligence agencies."

"Really?" The man handed over a photograph.

Yanzi School, 1983, graduates, group photo!

None of the graduates of Yanzi School have this; it's kept in their files. And this person next to me actually has something like this!

"Second row, third from the left, that should be you, right?" the man continued.

Vitalia's body began to tremble. She glanced out the window and realized that the car had accelerated to over 60 km/h. Jumping out at that speed would probably kill her, and the car was heading towards the outskirts of the city!

Who are you? What do you want?

"Of all the swallows, you're the worst off. You can't even afford a luxury car now. Do you want to make money?" the man continued.

In the movies, 007 is not only a superb individual, but also has very strong female agents by his side. However, in reality, this is all in the movies. Vitalia, at the Swallow Academy, mainly learned how to seduce men. Her close combat skills are not as good as Antonina's, and she has no confidence to fight in such a confined space as a car.

I've done some exercise training in the car, but it's not combat sports!

"What do you want from me?"

"Go back and live a good life with Bolstat."

"That deadbeat is no longer of any use. What do you want to do with him?"

"To help you make money."

As the man spoke, he handed her an envelope. Vitalia opened it and immediately smiled.

They're all $100 bills; this stack should be worth ten thousand!

How long has it been since you've had a truly satisfying time spending money?

Those days she missed have finally returned; the green coin tastes so good!

Will you report our affairs to your superiors?

“No, no, from now on I’m yours.” Vitalia was very excited: “Vina is willing to serve you. Would you like to enjoy a service in the car?”

"No need, go back and serve your man!"