War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 57: Is the Studio Owned?
"Victor? Victor?" Professor Alexis shook his hand in front of Wei Ran who was in a daze.

"It's okay, I just thought of something else." Wei Ran came back to his senses, "Professor, is that camera still there? The camera with these film rolls."

"Long ago lost by me"

Professor Alexey shook the photos in his hand, "So do you want to try? If you can find out where these photos were taken, I have a channel to sell these clues."

"Let me rest for a few days first, and I have to go to Kazan on the 1st of next month." Wei Ran changed the subject directly when he said this, "What about you? When will you go to work for Mr. Alexander?"

"Also No. 1." Professor Alexis tried his last effort, "How about you go to work in that museum with me?"

"I'll forget it"

Wei Ran quickly refused. He will study at Hongqi Forest Farm for a long time in the future, and he may even spend most of his time in Kazan.

"Since you don't want to go, I'll leave this studio to you. I'll introduce you to more clients in the future." Professor Alexei said with some regret. He still likes this young man hanging around. atmosphere.

"I'll talk about it later, Professor, I'll go out first."

Before the words finished, Wei Ran had already got into the van and ran away without a trace.Walking through the streets and alleys towards Volgasky on the east bank, he was also thinking about the idea that just popped up.

According to the experience of the previous two times, the T-34 sent itself back to Stalingrad, and the anti-tank gun sent itself to the 19th position on the Don.

But what if you consciously collect some items left over from relatively safe battlefields?Wouldn't it be more likely that he would come back alive?

Or to put it another way, compared to risking one’s life in exchange for a little consulting fee, witnessing some historic moments can bring more benefits than consulting fees or war equipment that may be buried somewhere.

Among other things, he is almost [-]% sure that he can bring back the negatives of the photos taken during World War II, so as long as he deliberately chooses some critical moments to press the shutter, the negatives he brings back will be precious historical materials. Their value is not just selling money.

If you have to give an example, the photo of the Soviet Red Army planting the flag in Berlin is the best proof!

The only question now is where to find related items.Of course, there is no doubt that the best place must be the museum, but even if he had a different brain, he would not dare to do such a stupid thing.

Temporarily suppressing the vague thoughts in his heart, Wei Ran drove across the Volga River, and deliberately went to the front of the topography exhibition hall.A week later, the ZIS-19 anti-tank gun from the Don 3 position has been placed on both sides of the gate of the exhibition hall, one on the left and one on the right with the T-34 tank.

The application report for the title of Hero of the Soviet Union provided by Nikolai was also engraved on the stele carrying the anti-tank gun, and at the same time, an additional sentence "The original is stored in the exhibition hall" was engraved directly below it. There are still many flowers around, some of them have withered, and some still have crystal drops of water.

Taking out his mobile phone to take a photo of this newly erected monument and sending it to Jima, Wei Ran satisfactorily drove to Alexander's auto repair shop, and found the gun modification studio hidden in the deepest place by familiarity.

Alexander, who was manually reloading bullets, saw Wei Ran coming to the door, put down his work in a calm manner, waved to the latter, and led him into the lounge next door.

"Mr. Alexander, the last time you asked me to inquire about the Aleutian company commander's matter has come to an end." Wei Ran said while taking out a newspaper wrapped in transparent plastic from his bag and handing it over.

"You also found it from that survivor?" Alexander curiously took the newspaper and asked.

Wei Ran nodded, briefly recounted the cause and effect, and finally said, "In addition, the money you asked me to hand over has also been handed over to the other party."

After reading the newspaper reports, Alexander raised his head and asked unhurriedly, "It seems that we haven't negotiated the remuneration last time?"

Wei Ran looked at each other with a smile, "Just take it as a thank you for giving me the pistol. In addition, this newspaper is the same as the last report. I hope you can keep it safe. The survivor scrapped it to find this newspaper. A lot of strength."

"Of course." Alexander put the newspaper on the coffee table, "I really like the stories in it."

Wei Ran simply stood up and said, "If that's the case, then I'll take my leave first."

"Young man, will you come to work in my museum with Professor Alexei next month?" Alexander asked before Wei Ran walked out of the room.

"Sorry Mr. Alexander"

Wei Ran stopped in his tracks and said apologetically, "I cherish this opportunity very much, but I am going to study for graduate school next time, and I may not have much energy to serve you in the next three years."

Alexander patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, "For the sake of giving me a newspaper, after three years, if you want, you can still work in my museum."

"I look forward to that day." Wei Ran shook hands with the other party, and walked out of the not-so-large lounge.

Driving back slowly in his minivan, he was also thinking about the next arrangement. Now that there has been a change in the studio, his future income will definitely be greatly affected, even though he still has 150 yuan in his hand. Ten thousand rubles in cash, but the money won't last long.

It seems that we need to find a way to get money as soon as possible.
Involuntarily, Wei Ran began to think about the vague idea on the road again, but until he drove the car back to the city of Volgograd, he still didn't think about which battle was safe enough to start with.

Knocking on the door with the sparkling wine bought on the way, my aunt was busy stewing ribs in the kitchen. For two pure carnivores, Professor Alexei and Wei Ran, stewing ribs or braised pork is almost every other day. Show up at the dinner table.

The little aunt who was busy cooking turned off the buzzing range hood and asked, "Your boy is finally back. Where have you been these few days? You can't even get through the phone?"

“Travel to the Arctic Circle”

Wei Ran had no choice but to repeat the experience of the past few days, until all the curiosity of the aunt was satisfied, and then asked, "My uncle told me that he is going to work for Mr. Alexander?"

"Yes" Zhou Shujin came over with two glasses, opened a bottle of sparkling wine and poured it, "Leave him alone, what are your plans for the future?"

Wei Ran shook his head, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I definitely won't work for Mr. Alexander."

"If only he was half as determined as you." Zhou Shujin sighed, picked up the glass and drank it down and said, "Wait a minute, I'll give you something."

Zhou Shujin, who walked into the bedroom, came out with a paper bag in less than a minute and handed it to Wei Ran, "Here are the various licenses of that studio, and the studio will be handed over to you in the future."

"Leave it to me?" Wei Ran looked at his aunt Zhou Shujin in surprise.

"Do you want me to look through the history books?" Zhou Shujin said angrily, "Tomorrow I will take you to make a change, and the studio will be yours from now on."

"Can my uncle agree?"

"If I hadn't stopped him, that studio would have belonged to Alexander."

Zhou Shujin was very angry when she mentioned this, "Let's hang this studio under your name. This will not only stop Alexander's thoughts, but also give him a way out. It can also help the travel agency avoid taxes. You Don't refuse, anyway, there is nothing valuable in that shabby house."

"Since my aunt said so, I will not be polite."

Wei Ran thought for a moment, then accepted the gift with a playful smile.Now, even though I was the only one left in the studio, it was also good. At least the investigation fee was all my own, and I could somewhat cover what I would do in the future.

During the chat between the two, Professor Alexei, who rarely stayed awake, also returned home with a bouquet of roses.And what surprised Wei Ran was that this old guy who was always drinking didn't even drink a glass of sparkling wine during the whole process.

"Professor, why don't you drink anymore?" Wei Ran, who was full and full, asked in a low voice while his aunt was clearing the table.

Professor Alexey pointed in the direction of the restaurant with a bitter face, "I promised your aunt not to drink in the future, so I was allowed to work at Mr. Alexander's."

Wei Ran held back a smile and glanced at Professor Alexei, then gloated and gave him a thumbs up.

　Thank you Xiaoyu Cake for rewarding 1100 points

　　Thanks to the biting cat for rewarding 300 points

　　Thank you Flying Hands for rewarding 100 points

　　
　
(End of this chapter)