Moscow has been in a state of depression since the economic crisis that was triggered by oil and the dollar at the beginning of the year.
Although the rise in oil prices has boosted Russian oil export revenue, most of these banknotes are put into the pockets of oligarchs. Even Pujin, who dares to challenge capitalist countries directly, cannot fundamentally change the oligarch's monopoly on the Russian economy.
They are blood sucking worms lying on the Russian polar bear, but without them, the polar bear will only get worse.
From the busiest city center, the air on the whole street seemed to suddenly become cold.
Jiang Chen could intuitively feel that the city had just experienced a cold winter that was not inferior to the snowstorm in December.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Jiang Chen.
What's more, in fact, he is also an oligarch in the new country, and he is doing too much than these oligarchs.
The only difference is that he earns tuition fees from foreigners, not the hard-earned money of ordinary people.
Natasha has not shown up since the afternoon, and Dilraba is sitting opposite Jiang Chen.
At the woman who suddenly appeared beside Jiang Chen, the bald head sitting in the passenger seat just glanced at it and then withdrew her gaze.
Intuition told him that this woman, who looked only about 1.6 meters tall, was much better than the little girl from the KGB in the morning.
In sharp contrast to the depression in downtown Russia, luxury cars almost filled the parking lot in front of a villa in the suburbs.
The famous lady held the male companion's arm, handed out invitations in groups of three or three, and entered the venue through the main entrance of the villa.
The driver parked the car in the parking space at the door, which was obviously reserved specifically for him.
The waiter waiting at the exit of the parking lot came forward, took the invitation handed over by Jiang Chen, and immediately ran back.
After a while, an old Russian with a beard stepped over the gate of the villa and greeted Jiang Chen.
Needless to ask, just looking at the long beard comparable to Engels, Jiang Chen guessed his identity.
Commander of the 58th Russian Army, General Nikolayev!
The lawn was filled with melodious and gorgeous symphony, and the crowds of people dancing gracefully driven by music. The bar was located in every corner of the lawn for those who were tired of dancing to rest.
In this country, there is no distinction between high and low alcohol. Even the major general who carries a cherry star on his shoulders is a loyal fan of Vogat.
But although Nikolayev is an alcoholic, when it comes to his ability to fight, this guy is also an absolute ruthless person.
Among the 22 existing armies of the Russian army, the 58th Army can be regarded as the largest and most powerful synthetic army.
The Second Chechen War may have nothing to do with him, but in the Georgian War, which was known as the Five-Day War in 2008, it was this ace who served as the main force.
Welcome, friends from afar.The bearded Russian laughed loudly, patted Jiang Chen's back, invited him into the door, and took two bottles of wine from the waiter. This prairie is my kingdom.There is a rule in my kingdom that anyone who comes to visit will have to have a drink no matter what they drink.Which one do you choose, vagat or mineral water?
Seeing the oriental man invited in by Nikolayev himself, the young man next to him immediately started to cheer.
The lights are very dark and I can't see my face clearly. Even if I see it clearly, it doesn't matter. There is no identity and value here. It's just that the president took the bottle of mineral water, and they should still be booed.
Looking at Nikolayev's unmaligned provocative look, Jiang Chen smiled and snatched the bottle of the bottle with the Vogat tag from him, pushed open the cup handed over by the waiter, bit open the cap, and blew it into his mouth.
Nikolayev, who was standing opposite Jiang Chen, his eyes were almost protruding. He never expected Jiang Chen to play this one directly.
The young man who followed the joking next to him was also stunned. He didn't expect that this oriental boy was so good at drinking.
This is not beer, this is a vagat Ah in the seventy degrees!When medical alcohol is enough!
Jiang Chen was also choked when he first took a breath, but since this pussy was already pretending, there was naturally no reason to retreat.
Except for the first and last sips, the last few sips were just passing through his mouth, and 80% of the wine was wasted in the storage space by him.
When Jiang Chen returned the empty bottle to Nikolayev, he burped and squeezed his eyebrows at him.
Nikolayev's beard shook for a long time before shaking his head and squeezing out a sentence.
You can drink more than me, I admit defeat.
Nikolayev was quite straightforward. He picked up the mineral water, unscrewed the lid and poured it down.
After drinking, he threw away the bottle and patted Jiang Chen on the back with a smile. He didn't care about losing face at all and applauded him.
The young people who stood beside him for a long time came to their senses and immediately cheered at Jiang Chen with boiling sound and whistled.
There are not many people who can drink the old drunkard, Nikolayev. For these young men who have good things, just seeing this scene, this cocktail party is worth the trip.
In addition to those young men who love to make fun of them, there are also several Mao girls who are attracted by the excitement at the door. After asking about Jiang Chen's amazing drinking capacity, the eyes of his eyes immediately became different.
Everyone hopes that their man is a hero and that Nikolayev can be used to mineral water. In the eyes of these girls who love to play, they can undoubtedly deserve the word hero.
Although Jiang Chen was following his female companion, it was not a big deal for the enthusiastic and unrestrained Russian girl.
While Jiang Chen was following Nikolayev and accepting people's warm greetings, Dilraba, who had been following him, also attracted a lot of attention.
For those young men who are used to seeing big-breasted hairy girls, this exotic face and petite figure are as attractive as poison.
Sitting next to the bar, a little Russian with a hooked nose and deep eye socket biting a wine glass. Before he could take a few sips, his eyes were drunk when he looked at her.
The slightly mature man sitting next to him was not drunk and punched his colleague in the arm with a smile.
I advise you not to make any decisions about her, and see who the man around her is.
who?President or Prime Minister?Even God cannot organize sincere love.Feodor, I think I'm in love.If I don't try it, I think I'll go crazy.After taking a sip of the whiskey in the cup, the young Russian said in a very flirty way.
But get out of here, my ears are almost filled with calluses.Fedor laughed and scolded, "Don't blame me for not warning you. Women in the Middle East are not very good at brains. Maybe in your opinion, romantic courtship methods are despicable and dirty insults."And I tell you Ah, there is a rumor that she is the chief instructor of the Ghost Agent.Have you heard of the ghost agent?Legend has it that they are like ghosts. Not to mention you captain, you just add another bar here.
Grass, stop talking, can I be considered a timid?Hearing the name of the ghost agent, the Maoist officer shrank his neck, looked around, met his colleague's joking eyes, and said cursingly, "Damn it, let me see your wretched smile again, I will stuff your head into the wine jar."
Just as these two Mao officers were making jokes, Jiang Chen had already followed General Nikolayev and walked into the villa.
There is a seating area in the villa, which is mainly for those who are tired of dancing and cannot drink.
At the same time, for young men and women who have been drinking together, the other restaurant next to them also provides rooms for communicating feelings.
It is rare to get into the rest area as soon as you enter the cocktail party, but no one takes this abnormal behavior of the host and the guest to heart.
For them, the carnival tonight has just begun.
Although the rise in oil prices has boosted Russian oil export revenue, most of these banknotes are put into the pockets of oligarchs. Even Pujin, who dares to challenge capitalist countries directly, cannot fundamentally change the oligarch's monopoly on the Russian economy.
They are blood sucking worms lying on the Russian polar bear, but without them, the polar bear will only get worse.
From the busiest city center, the air on the whole street seemed to suddenly become cold.
Jiang Chen could intuitively feel that the city had just experienced a cold winter that was not inferior to the snowstorm in December.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Jiang Chen.
What's more, in fact, he is also an oligarch in the new country, and he is doing too much than these oligarchs.
The only difference is that he earns tuition fees from foreigners, not the hard-earned money of ordinary people.
Natasha has not shown up since the afternoon, and Dilraba is sitting opposite Jiang Chen.
At the woman who suddenly appeared beside Jiang Chen, the bald head sitting in the passenger seat just glanced at it and then withdrew her gaze.
Intuition told him that this woman, who looked only about 1.6 meters tall, was much better than the little girl from the KGB in the morning.
In sharp contrast to the depression in downtown Russia, luxury cars almost filled the parking lot in front of a villa in the suburbs.
The famous lady held the male companion's arm, handed out invitations in groups of three or three, and entered the venue through the main entrance of the villa.
The driver parked the car in the parking space at the door, which was obviously reserved specifically for him.
The waiter waiting at the exit of the parking lot came forward, took the invitation handed over by Jiang Chen, and immediately ran back.
After a while, an old Russian with a beard stepped over the gate of the villa and greeted Jiang Chen.
Needless to ask, just looking at the long beard comparable to Engels, Jiang Chen guessed his identity.
Commander of the 58th Russian Army, General Nikolayev!
The lawn was filled with melodious and gorgeous symphony, and the crowds of people dancing gracefully driven by music. The bar was located in every corner of the lawn for those who were tired of dancing to rest.
In this country, there is no distinction between high and low alcohol. Even the major general who carries a cherry star on his shoulders is a loyal fan of Vogat.
But although Nikolayev is an alcoholic, when it comes to his ability to fight, this guy is also an absolute ruthless person.
Among the 22 existing armies of the Russian army, the 58th Army can be regarded as the largest and most powerful synthetic army.
The Second Chechen War may have nothing to do with him, but in the Georgian War, which was known as the Five-Day War in 2008, it was this ace who served as the main force.
Welcome, friends from afar.The bearded Russian laughed loudly, patted Jiang Chen's back, invited him into the door, and took two bottles of wine from the waiter. This prairie is my kingdom.There is a rule in my kingdom that anyone who comes to visit will have to have a drink no matter what they drink.Which one do you choose, vagat or mineral water?
Seeing the oriental man invited in by Nikolayev himself, the young man next to him immediately started to cheer.
The lights are very dark and I can't see my face clearly. Even if I see it clearly, it doesn't matter. There is no identity and value here. It's just that the president took the bottle of mineral water, and they should still be booed.
Looking at Nikolayev's unmaligned provocative look, Jiang Chen smiled and snatched the bottle of the bottle with the Vogat tag from him, pushed open the cup handed over by the waiter, bit open the cap, and blew it into his mouth.
Nikolayev, who was standing opposite Jiang Chen, his eyes were almost protruding. He never expected Jiang Chen to play this one directly.
The young man who followed the joking next to him was also stunned. He didn't expect that this oriental boy was so good at drinking.
This is not beer, this is a vagat Ah in the seventy degrees!When medical alcohol is enough!
Jiang Chen was also choked when he first took a breath, but since this pussy was already pretending, there was naturally no reason to retreat.
Except for the first and last sips, the last few sips were just passing through his mouth, and 80% of the wine was wasted in the storage space by him.
When Jiang Chen returned the empty bottle to Nikolayev, he burped and squeezed his eyebrows at him.
Nikolayev's beard shook for a long time before shaking his head and squeezing out a sentence.
You can drink more than me, I admit defeat.
Nikolayev was quite straightforward. He picked up the mineral water, unscrewed the lid and poured it down.
After drinking, he threw away the bottle and patted Jiang Chen on the back with a smile. He didn't care about losing face at all and applauded him.
The young people who stood beside him for a long time came to their senses and immediately cheered at Jiang Chen with boiling sound and whistled.
There are not many people who can drink the old drunkard, Nikolayev. For these young men who have good things, just seeing this scene, this cocktail party is worth the trip.
In addition to those young men who love to make fun of them, there are also several Mao girls who are attracted by the excitement at the door. After asking about Jiang Chen's amazing drinking capacity, the eyes of his eyes immediately became different.
Everyone hopes that their man is a hero and that Nikolayev can be used to mineral water. In the eyes of these girls who love to play, they can undoubtedly deserve the word hero.
Although Jiang Chen was following his female companion, it was not a big deal for the enthusiastic and unrestrained Russian girl.
While Jiang Chen was following Nikolayev and accepting people's warm greetings, Dilraba, who had been following him, also attracted a lot of attention.
For those young men who are used to seeing big-breasted hairy girls, this exotic face and petite figure are as attractive as poison.
Sitting next to the bar, a little Russian with a hooked nose and deep eye socket biting a wine glass. Before he could take a few sips, his eyes were drunk when he looked at her.
The slightly mature man sitting next to him was not drunk and punched his colleague in the arm with a smile.
I advise you not to make any decisions about her, and see who the man around her is.
who?President or Prime Minister?Even God cannot organize sincere love.Feodor, I think I'm in love.If I don't try it, I think I'll go crazy.After taking a sip of the whiskey in the cup, the young Russian said in a very flirty way.
But get out of here, my ears are almost filled with calluses.Fedor laughed and scolded, "Don't blame me for not warning you. Women in the Middle East are not very good at brains. Maybe in your opinion, romantic courtship methods are despicable and dirty insults."And I tell you Ah, there is a rumor that she is the chief instructor of the Ghost Agent.Have you heard of the ghost agent?Legend has it that they are like ghosts. Not to mention you captain, you just add another bar here.
Grass, stop talking, can I be considered a timid?Hearing the name of the ghost agent, the Maoist officer shrank his neck, looked around, met his colleague's joking eyes, and said cursingly, "Damn it, let me see your wretched smile again, I will stuff your head into the wine jar."
Just as these two Mao officers were making jokes, Jiang Chen had already followed General Nikolayev and walked into the villa.
There is a seating area in the villa, which is mainly for those who are tired of dancing and cannot drink.
At the same time, for young men and women who have been drinking together, the other restaurant next to them also provides rooms for communicating feelings.
It is rare to get into the rest area as soon as you enter the cocktail party, but no one takes this abnormal behavior of the host and the guest to heart.
For them, the carnival tonight has just begun.
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