Extraordinary Genius

Feng Yu was not asleep, and the stewardess knocked on the door and shouted. The plane is going down. The stewardess asked Feng Yu to come back to his seat and fasten his seat belt.

Still the stewardess, when she saw Feng Yu sweet smile, Feng Yu felt a little embarrassed. She returned to her seat and continued to keep her eyes closed.

Kirilenko stared at Feng Yu for half a day and didn't know if Feng Yu was happy or unhappy. Do you want or don't want to?

The plane landed at the military airport in Kiev, opened the hatch, and stood below the second generation of Kiev. His name was very obstinate. Feng Yu heard it several times, and didn't remember much. He only remembered what the name was, and Feng Yu kept calling him the other brother.

Brother is a lot more proud than Brother Ki. If Feng Yu hadn't met Brother Ki first, he might get along well with Brother Ki and become a friend. But now, having a brother is enough, and after the dissolution of the Soviet Union, even if the father's position remains unchanged, the brother's position will prevail over the brother's.

And the father name of the brothers, Feng Yu, has not heard of it at all. Perhaps in the future, he will still be an important figure in the Ukrainian military, but after the dissolution of the Soviet Union, can Ukraine's status compare to that of Russia? Besides, after taking him to a Ukrainian bank loan this time, it was doomed that two people would not be friends in the future.

“Kirilenko, Feng, welcome to Kiev.” The brothers enthusiastically gave a hug to the two of them, um, much less powerful than the brothers.

Tsk, it's better to be the second generation than Brother Kee, look at his seat, Rolls-Royce. From this, it is also enough to see how corrupt the Soviet military is at this time!

After getting off the plane, even though it was not even noon, the brothers first dragged them to the hotel, and perhaps the Soviet side had the custom of picking up banquets.

Feng Yu is bitter. Dinner? Not drinking again? Yesterday's liquor hasn't woken up yet, and the Soviets say it's soul wine too? But there's no scientific basis for this shit, okay?

“Brother, I am younger, and in our country, alcohol is not allowed at this age. Of course, when I get to the Soviet Union, I'll respect the situation on your side, I'll drink less, before I lose my temper.” Feng Yu began to make excuses. The last time he drank with his brothers, he drank too much.

“Ha ha ha, Kirilenko, you dragged him out again yesterday? Rest assured, I have prepared French wine, which is very low in degrees. This is a French restaurant and we'll try a French meal together. ”

Feng Yu exclaimed that the brothers and brothers were two different kinds of people, which can be seen from the level of enjoyment. The brothers are typical Russian fighters, while the brothers have a tendency to move to European nobility, or are related to the family of the brothers, which is the Ukrainian nobility.

Like the Soviet Union, Ukraine and Russia have very different lifestyles, and perhaps in other allies, it is no wonder that they are divided.

Feng Yu felt a little relaxed when he saw it was red wine and was ready to enjoy a French meal.

“Von, this wine is like juice. Come on, let's do it!” Brother Ki once again beat Feng Woo back to reality!

Nima, can't we drink without a toast?

Feng Yu raised his cup, swayed, took a small sip and swallowed it slowly. Kirilenko, after touching the cup, drained a few bites. Kirilenko drank it before realizing that Feng Yu and his brothers drank only a little.

“Hahaha, Kirilenko, this wine is not vodka, take a sip. Look at Von, he knows taste better than you.” The brothers laughed.

Feng Yu doesn't know shit. Although he drank a lot of red wine in his previous life, he didn't taste it, he drank it. Even he did something stupid to do with Red vs. Sprite!

But compared to Kirilenko, Feng Yu can say that he understands taste. The praise of the brothers, Feng Yu happily accepted.

Kiriko said unhappily: “Huh, this wine doesn't taste good. You have vodka here. No, get me a bottle. ”

Wasn't Kirilenko so casual and slightly lower in front of his brothers? But after trading with Feng Yu for Soviet industrial equipment, and by this time his father had successfully integrated into Ye Liqin's camp, Kirilenko felt that he no longer needed to be too polite to his brothers, even intending to completely abandon them within a year or two, and swallow his trade business with Taihua.

This time he chose Kiev's bank deliberately, taking into account many aspects. Firstly, he can show his brother how good Feng Yu's relationship with him is, what difficulties he needs help with, the first friend he thought of is Kirilenko; secondly, he always feels that Feng Yu's high-value loan is not very reliable, in case it doesn't go yet, thanks to the Ukrainian bank, not the Russian bank; thirdly, this loan he is going to drag his brother into the water, in case something happens in the future, the black pot can be planted on his brother's head.

The brother looked at Kirilenko and frowned, sending a bottle of vodka. He always felt that Kirilenko had been given less for more than six months, not less net profit, but less proportion. After Kirilenko had drunk too much, he was going to test Feng Yu's tone to see if Kirilenko was up to it!

Although Kirilenko was drinking vodka at height, his ears were not idle and he listened to Feng Yu's conversation with his brother. Well, they're both talking about trivial things and hobbies, nothing special.

Soon after, Kirilenko ate just a little something and drank up a bottle of vodka, while Feng Yu and his brothers had not finished a bottle of wine.

French-style steaks and snails taste good, but the amount is a little small. Feng Yu feels that he can only eat six minutes of this meal today. I don't know how to eat something like this because my brothers are so big. If Feng Yu were to be replaced by Wen Dongjun, he would definitely greet the waiter with two more steaks. Feng Yu was not too shy to ask. He was not here for dinner anyway, and there are more important things.

The brothers glanced at Kirilenko and saw that the other side had lost sight of the drunkenness. He smiled inside. Little bit of money, you think you can do it? Don't blame me for being rude if I find out you gave me less!

“Von, I heard from Kirilenko that your company has been in trouble lately and needs a fortune? ”

Feng Yu, who was dealing with dessert, immediately dropped the tableware and nodded and replied: "Yes, I need a fortune. ”

Feng Yu thought that it was not that my company was having problems, but that I didn't want to miss this opportunity. Now from the Soviet loan rubles, after a few years of massive devaluation of the rubles, even if the money doesn't invest in anything, I made a fortune!

“So how many rubles do you need?” The brothers asked.

Feng Yu stunned for a moment. Why, didn't Ki tell him?

“Brother Ki told me that this loan needs your help, but my company only has 30 million rubles to mortgage. How many rubles can you lend me? ”

Brother proudly said, "What are you worried about when I help you with your loan, 200 million rubles, enough? ”

Feng Yu has a big mouth.