I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1007: The reception at Admiral Beard
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Since the economic crisis triggered by oil and dollars at the beginning of the year, Moscow has been in a depression. Although the rise in oil prices has boosted the revenue of Russian oil exports, most of these banknotes are packed into the pockets of the oligarchs, even if they dare to be positive and capital. Change the monopoly of the oligarchs on the Russian economy. They are blood suckers lying on the polar bear in Russia, but without them, the polar bear will only get worse.
From the busiest city center, the air on the entire street seemed to cool down. From the rushing passersby on the street, and the night scenes that always felt like something was missing, Jiang Chen could intuitively feel that the city had just experienced a winter that was not inferior to the heavy snowstorm in December.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Jiang Chen. What's more, in fact, he is also regarded as the oligarch of the new country, and he has done more than these oligarchs. The only difference is that he earns the "tuition fees" of foreigners, not the ordinary people's hard-earned money.
Natasha has not appeared since the afternoon, and Aisha is sitting opposite Jiang Chen. For the woman who suddenly appeared beside Jiang Chen, the bald head sitting in the co-pilot just glanced back and then looked away.
Intuition tells him that this woman who looks only about one meter six is much stronger than the little KGB girl in the morning.
In sharp contrast to the depression in the Russian urban area, in front of a villa in the suburbs, luxury cars almost filled the parking lot. Celebrities and ladies held their male partners' arms, handed out invitations in twos and threes, and entered through the front entrance of the villa.
The driver parked the car in the parking space at the door. This seat is clearly reserved for him. Waiting for the waiter at the exit of the parking lot to come forward, after taking the invitation from Jiang Chen, he trot back immediately. Soon, an old bearded man with a big beard crossed the courtyard of the villa and greeted Jiang Chen.
Almost no question. Just looking at the long beard of Canbeen Gus, Jiang Chen guessed his identity.
General Nikolaev, Commander of the 58th Army of Russia!
The melodious and magnificent symphony resounds on the lawn, as well as the crowds that are danced by the music, and the bar is located in all corners of the lawn for people who are tired of dancing. In this country, only alcohol has no distinction between high and low. Even a major general carrying a cherry star on his shoulder is a loyal fan of Vogt.
But do n’t look at this Nikolaev as a drunkard. Speaking of his ability to fight, this guy is also a ruthless person. Among the 22 army groups currently in existence in the Russian Army, the 58th Army Group is considered to be the largest and most powerful synthetic army group. The second Chechen war may have nothing to do with him, but in the Georgia War known as the "five-day war" in 2008, it was this trump card that served as the main force.
"Welcome, friend from afar," the old bearded man with a big beard laughed loudly, patted Jiang Chen on the back, invited him into the door, and took two bottles from the waiter Wine, "This prairie, here is my kingdom. There is a rule in my kingdom. Anyone who comes to be a guest, no matter how much they drink, must have a glass. Vogat and mineral water, which one do you choose? ? "
The young man next to him suddenly coaxed to see the Oriental who was invited in by Nikolaev himself. The lights are so dark that you ca n’t see your face. Even if you see it clearly, it does n’t matter. There is no identity value here. Even if the president took the bottle of mineral water, they should boo.
Looking at Nikolayev ’s non-malicious provocative look, Jiang Chen smiled and grabbed the bottle with the Vogt label from his hand, pushed the glass that the waiter handed over, and directly Bite the bottle cap open and blow up to the mouth.
Nikolaev, who was standing opposite Jiang Chen, his eyes were almost bulging, he didn't expect Jiang Chen to play this one directly. The young man who was coaxing next to him was also stunned. I didn't expect this kid with an oriental face to drink so much.
This is not beer, this Nima is more than seventy degrees vodka! When medical alcohol is enough!
Jiang Chen was choked enough for this first bite, but since this force was already installed, there was no reason to retreat. Except that the first and last sips were really drunk, the next few mouths were just over the mouth, and 80% of the liquor was wasted by him into the storage space.
The empty bottle was returned to Nikolaev. Jiang Chen burped and squeezed his eyebrows.
Nikolaev's beard shook there for a long time before shaking his head and squeezing out a word.
"You can drink better than me, I admit defeat."
Nikolaev was quite dry, but he took the mineral water, unscrewed it and poured it. After drinking it, he threw away the bottle, and laughed and patted Jiang Chen on the back. He didn't care about losing his face and applauded him.
The young people who stood there for a long time froze for a long time, and this reflected it. They suddenly boiled to Jiang Chen and whistled.
There are not many people who can drink the old drunkard Nikolayev. For these good guys, just seeing this scene, this reception is worthwhile.
In addition to those coquettish young men, there were several Mao girls who were attracted by the excitement at the door. After inquiring about Jiang Chen ’s divine amount of wine, his eyes suddenly looked different.
Everyone hopes that his man is a hero, and can let Nikolaev go with the mineral water. In the eyes of these fun-loving girls, it is undoubtedly worthy of the word hero. Although Jiang Chen followed her female companion, it was not a problem for the passionate Russian girl.
When Jiang Chen followed Nikolayev to accept people's warm greetings, Aisha, who had been behind him, also attracted many people's attention. For those young men who are accustomed to **** and hairy girls, this exotic face and petite figure are as attractive as poison.
Sitting next to the bar, a little hairy girl with deep eagle-nose eye sockets bit the wine glass. She hadn't taken a few sips before watching her eyes drunk. The slightly more mature man sitting next to him was not drunk, and gave a punch to his colleague's body with a smile.
"I advise you not to hit her, you look at the man next to her."
"Who? The national president or prime minister? Even God is not able to organize sincere love. Fyodor, I think I am in love. If I do n’t try, I think I ’m going crazy." Whiskey in the glass, the young Maozi said flatly.
"Come on, I can hear the cocoon in my ears now." Feodor smirked. "Don't blame me for not warning you. The women in the Middle East are not very normal. It may seem to you. The romantic and romantic courtship means, in her opinion, a mean and dirty insult. And I tell you, there is a rumor that she is the chief instructor of the ghost agent. Have you heard of the ghost agent? Legend is that they are like ghosts, Do n’t say you ’re a captain, you ’ll add another bar here — "
"Grass, don't say it, do I have to do anything?" After hearing the name Ghost Agent, the Maozi officer narrowed his neck, looked around left and right, met his colleagues' teasing eyes, and said cursingly , "Mom, let me see you sloppy smile again, I will put your head in the wine tank."
Just at the moment when these two Maozi officers teased him, Jiang Chen had already followed General Nikolaev and walked towards the house of the villa. Inside the villa is a rest area, mainly for those who are tired of dancing and dancing, but can't drink or drink. At the same time, for young men and women who have had a drink together, the annex next to it also provides rooms for emotional exchange.
It ’s not uncommon to drill into the rest area as soon as you enter the reception, but no one takes this unusual behavior of the host and guest into mind.
For them, the carnival tonight has just begun. (To be continued.)