Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 1021 Bumpkin

Boss, where are we going next? I'll be your driver." As he said this, Bearov walked towards his old but brightly polished red car.

Jiang Yan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Bei Arov actually had a car, and it was a Vodka sedan, but the model was a bit old. Such old models are rare nowadays.

Seeing Jiang Yan's surprised look, Arov felt a little proud. "I bought this car second-hand. The money was shared by a friend and I. I have some connections at the Volga Automobile Factory, so I drove the car to the factory and asked the factory staff to replace the parts and repaint it. Then, this car is ours, and we each drive it for a week."

"Boss, although it looks old, the parts and even the engine inside have been replaced with the latest models, and its performance is no worse than the current ones."

Jiang Yan was a little surprised that he could drive an old car to the original factory to replace parts and paint it. This was not related to a certain extent. How could the managers of the Volga Automobile Factory agree to such an unreasonable request? After all, not everyone could treat the original factory as a 4S store.

It turns out that his later success was not without reason. It was probably because of this kind of relationship that he was able to set up an automobile alliance, otherwise no one would care about him.

"No need, I have a car. I'll drive to the front later and you can follow me." Jiang Yan pointed to an 80% new Volga car not far away and said.

"Oh, yes, this is two thousand rubles. This is my salary for you."

Seeing the stack of money in Jiang Yan's hand, Arov was instantly overjoyed and gave Jiang Yan a big hug.

It was at this moment that a strange smell suddenly came over, almost making Jiang Yan faint. The Russians have a strong body odor, not to mention someone like Arov who hadn't taken a shower for many days.

"Now, I order you, after you get this money, take a good bath for me, then buy a decent set of clothes, and then come back to me." Jiang Yan pushed it away with disgust.

"Thank you, boss," Arov said with a smile. He didn't feel like he was on a pirate ship at all. Instead, he seemed a little excited.

"Don't call me boss, call me BOSS from now on." Jiang Yan said.

"Okay, BOSS."

You can tell that he pronounces the word "boss" very awkwardly, because in Moscow, this title has been eliminated for seventy years.

It has to be said that the West is now quite successful in infiltrating the new generation of the Mao Bear.

Speaking English, learning to sing Beatles songs and watching Western films have become a fashion. They carefully observe the life in the other hemisphere, from clothing, manners, conversation, the meaning of money and wealth, and are amazed when the characters in a Hollywood movie casually open the refrigerator in their apartment and find it is always full of a wide variety of items.

Playing relatively new and popular games that came from the West and reading those Western journals, they seem to feel that everything about capitalism is so beautiful. Little do they know that this is also what the Western world makes them see.

"Arov, you work for me, won't your company have any objections?"

Arov shook his head and said self-deprecatingly, "What can I say? They are scheming against each other all day long, forming cliques and factions, and they don't care about production at all. Besides, for a small person like me, no one will pay attention to whether I go to work or not. Besides, I can just ask for leave, which is what most of them do."

"Then Boss, can I go and see our goods?" Arov rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Any time. As I said just now, the most important thing for you now is to take care of yourself. Spend at least two-thirds of the two thousand rubles on yourself. Our company pays the most attention to personal image, and this image must be changed. Give the rest of the money to your family. Make a list of what your family needs and go to our store to get it directly."

At this moment, Jiang Yan felt like a hurricane. Although he was trying hard to reduce his power, the strong wind around his body still blew the history he knew into pieces.

As a reborn person, the most worrying thing is that the direction of reality is different from the history they experienced in their previous life, so they will lose their most powerful weapon.

"Okay! Take care of your own affairs! Remember to find me at the Ukrainian Hotel in the evening."

"Oh, by the way, my room number is 1204, you can just go there when the time comes."

"Oh! Grand Hotel Ukraine." Hearing Jiang Yan say this, Arov was quick-witted. "Grand Hotel Ukraine is a top hotel in Moscow, but I have never been there."

Seeing Jiang Yan was about to get in the car and drive, Arov ran to Jiang Yan in two steps.

"Boss, wait."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan stopped walking with some confusion, turned his head to look at Arov who was running towards him, thinking with some confusion in his mind.

"This guy, is it because he doesn't have enough money, or does he want more?"

"Boss, um, I haven't been to the Grand Ukrainian Hotel yet." Arov's face flushed when he said this.

"Okay! Okay! Follow me!" Jiang Yan certainly understood what he meant and waved his hand helplessly.

Jiang Yan was driving in front, and Arov, who was following behind, had a big smile on his face.

Looking at this most famous hotel in the Soviet Union, Arov couldn't help but shrink his neck, as if he was shocked by the hotel.

The Grand Hotel Ukraine was approved by Stalin himself and is located in the center of Moscow, even in the center of Moscow. It is tightly surrounded by the Kremlin, Red Square, St. Basil's Cathedral and the Parliament Building.

Arov was admiring the luxurious decoration of the Moscow Hotel. Seeing him looking like a country bumpkin, Jiang Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes and curl his lips.

"Is it okay for me not to go home tonight?" Jiang Yan asked.

"No, I'm used to my family being away so often," Arov said.

"Waiter, please get him a room. It's on the floor below mine." Jiang Yan walked to the front desk and spoke to the waiter.

"B0SS, no need, no, I'll just take a look and leave." Seeing that Jiang Yan wanted to book a room for him, Arov quickly spoke up to stop him.

"Forget it! Let's just stay for one night! Tonight is the big picture." Jiang Yan said.

As a Muscovite, he had never been to the Grand Ukraine Hotel, so this time he was here thanks to Jiang Yan.

"Arov, go take a shower and prepare for tonight." Jiang Yan said to him in the elevator.

"Okay, no problem. I'll try my best." Arov agreed immediately, but he still looked quite proud.

"By the way, Director Kadnikov, you are familiar with him, right?" Jiang Yan suddenly asked.

"familiar"

He really didn't understand why Jiang Yan mentioned Kadnikov, but he nodded subconsciously.

For him, it was not difficult to meet Kadnikov, and he could even meet him at any time. He often talked with Kadnikov about the Russian automobile economy until late at night, and it was common for him to stay at Kadnikov's house.

It can be said that he is a frequent visitor to Kadnikov's home, but he has recently completed his paper on the Russian automobile economic model, so he is embarrassed to go to Kadnikov's home for meals. Otherwise, he would not be so down and out.

(End of this chapter)