Hollywood Hunter

A moment later, a former Ukrainian natural gas princess entered the door wrapped in a bathrobe, greeted her fawningly, took off her robe, and stepped into the large bathtub without Simon asking.

Simon leaned against the side of the window, sipping with a glass of water, and occasionally glanced at the gradually darkening black sea night outside the window. When he saw a woman entering the water, he would come over, lift his foot against it, and directly talk about the business: "African railway project , I didn’t intend to give it to you.”

Blocked by the man, Tymoshenko took advantage of the situation to help him scrub, and immediately assured: "Simon, I will definitely do well."

Simon enjoyed the woman's service, but his attitude did not soften: "There are three contractors in Ukraine, including you. My attitude is to keep them if they do well. If they don't do well, they will be eliminated directly. By the way, okay? A good standard is to compare with China's railway construction team."

Tymoshenko seemed very confident: "We will not be inferior to the Chinese."

Simon was noncommittal, and looked out of the window again. It was becoming difficult to see clearly. He looked back, put the glass in his hand aside, and said, "Do you know the Pacific Railway in the United States?"

The woman shook her head doubtfully.

Simon said: "The Pacific Railway is more than 3,000 kilometers long. It was built in the middle of the last century and runs through the entire North American continent. This railway was basically built by the Chinese."

The woman was even more puzzled: "Simon, what's the problem?"

Simon turned to the dark window again, and continued casually: "Let's put it this way, the Pacific Railway originally hired native North American laborers. It took a year to build and only repaired 60 kilometers, an average of less than 0.2 kilometers per day. The railway company that invested in this project So it almost went bankrupt. Later, Chinese workers were introduced, and the railway of more than 3,000 kilometers, according to the progress of the Americans, may not be completed in 60 years. The Chinese workers only took 6 years. During this period, they also created an engineering record of laying 16 kilometers of track in one day..."

Having said that, there was a pause, and Simon didn't continue.

What I didn't say is that after hundreds of thousands of Chinese workers completed this super infrastructure project at the cost of countless people burying their bones in other places, the Americans were shocked and then introduced the Chinese Exclusion Act.

Because they are so capable, I am worried about stealing their job opportunities.

In recent years, because of running a railway equipment company, Tymoshenko has a good understanding of this field and understands the concept of laying 3,000 kilometers of track in six years, not to mention the 19th century when the construction conditions were rough and harsh. After hearing the man's words, he was also shocked. He hesitated a little, and tentatively said, "Simon, there should be a difference between the last century... and the present, right?"

Simon did not answer, but said: "I will pay enough for the workers' wages, and your profits will be guaranteed. Then, what I want is efficiency. Compared with the Chinese team, your side is slightly worse. It’s acceptable, but the salary will also be lowered. If the difference is too much, as I just said, then don’t do it.”

What Simon doesn't bother to say is that Ukraine has basically nothing left. A country with a population of 50 million, not to mention a powerful country in Western Europe, its gdp is not even a fraction of that of South Korea, which has also encountered a financial crisis in Asia. If the workers here are unwilling to work hard when they come to Africa, and they still want a comfortable eight-hour working day and all kinds of so-called labor protection, then they can just come back and lie down.

When the man said that, Tymoshenko pondered for a while, then quickly understood, nodded and said, "Simon, I understand what to do."

Anyway, she didn't need to go to Africa to build the railway herself.

Simon hummed, stopped talking nonsense, retracted his legs slightly, and easily brought the woman over.

...

Leaving a certain woman out of the bathroom, it was past eight o'clock in the evening, and the other two girls had already had dinner.

This was followed by a reception at the house of the new Governor Andrei Smirnov.

until late at night.

Early the next morning, Li Fuzhen and Delfina were sent away, and Simon quietly flew to Moscow on a Boeing 737 prepared in advance.

Arriving secretly at the manor on the western outskirts of Moscow, just as she got out of the car, Yulia Shulshikina, who had come to prepare in advance, greeted her and whispered to Simon that the guests had arrived.

Following Shurshikina into the villa, passing through the hall, and turning to the east corridor, she saw a door at the end of the corridor besides the man in black who was guarding the door, and a waitress with a flustered expression. Shurshikina was startled , can't help speeding up the pace.

Simon thought that something had happened, so he walked quickly to the front, only to hear the waitress greet him with a look of panic: "Madam, miss... ran in, I didn't stop it."

Knowing the importance of this meeting, Shurshikina suddenly lost her usual gentleness and serenity. She couldn't get angry with the waitress. She glanced pitifully at the man next to her, and ignored the black-clothed bodyguard and said, " It doesn't matter' and other words, hurriedly pushed the door and entered.

Simon followed into the door, and saw that Shurshikina had already walked quickly to the little girl sitting next to a middle-aged man, grabbed her daughter's arm and pulled the little girl up, her voice changed a bit: "Nina , What did I say, how can you be so ignorant!"

The little girl had obviously never seen her mother get so angry, and she was a little dazed.

A certain middle-aged man stood up, first nodded to Simon, and then stretched out his hand in a gesture, but he didn't directly pull the mother and daughter away, but said: "It's okay, Ms. Shurshikina, don't blame Ni Na, we had a great chat."

Simon also quickly stepped forward, took the frightened little girl from Shursikina's hand, patted her on the back, and said to the woman, "Okay, you go out."

Seeing that the man was not angry, and neither was a distinguished guest, Shulshikina relaxed a little. Over the years, she has

I have been carefully guarding everything that I don't have much, and I am really worried about the unexpected consequences of my daughter's abruptness just now. After all, today is really special.

After apologizing to the two of them again, Shurshikina reached out and wanted to take her daughter and leave together, but the girl hugged Simon tightly like a koala, and deliberately turned her head away from her mother.

The nine-year-old girl has actually gradually understood many things, for example, the man who is holding her now is not her biological father. For example, the mother's anger just now made her realize that she really got into trouble. Although, she still doesn't quite understand why, but holding tightly to the man who is still her father, the little girl is not afraid or wronged, but just... ...a little guilty, afraid to face it.

The girl didn't want to leave, Simon thought it was frightened, and patted Xiao Nizi comfortingly again, while signaling Shulshikina to go out first.

When Shurshikina closed the door and left, Simon greeted the middle-aged man again, sat down on the sofa with the little girl in his arms, and gave a sorry glance to the side, first to comfort the little girl in his arms: "Okay, Honey, your mother is gone."

After a short pause, Nina let go of Simon a little, already teary: "Dad, I'm sorry."

Simon looked at Xiao Nizi's terrified appearance, didn't say it's okay, but just wiped her tears, and said: "You can't be so abrupt in the future, understand?"

Xiao Nizi nodded quickly.

Simon put the girl on the ground, and said again: "Also, to this gentleman..."

Before Simon finished speaking, the middle-aged man beside him had already waved his hand: "No, it's really okay. In fact, I met Nina before, four years ago, at the party in St. Petersburg. I just chatted, and I didn't expect her to It's surprising to remember me."

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ps1: I read some words recently, and I am very touched: the last senior KGB agent of the Soviet Union, who performed the last mission of the Soviet Union that no one knew about, silently guarded the dilapidated motherland for 20 years, 70 years old, for the motherland that has never left, for the motherland that has never left The old land that can never go back, the last battle.

ps2: I have read several biographies of a certain person, and my personal feeling is: a patriot with a hard-working heart. Under the enemy of the whole world, how bad Ukraine is now, you can imagine how well the emperor has done in the past 20 years. I am not a fan of the Great Emperor, I am not a fan of anyone, I just admire. And, in the turbulent age, some expectations of being a humble person who has no ability to change anything.