Gu Zheng asked in the shortest language if there were any units in Sichuan Province that needed planes.

The person in charge on the other side gave very good news.

"I heard that Sichuan Airlines is planning to purchase a batch of aircraft to eliminate the original 17 and 200. The National 541 you mentioned is an aircraft independently produced by the Damao Kingdom in recent years."

"Either the number of people carrying, nor the performance of the aircraft is quite good."

"The most valuable thing is that its purchase price is only 40 to 50 million, which is nearly one-quarter cheaper than the Boeing series that Sichuan Airlines is considering now."

"If I can really buy it, I think Sichuan Airlines will definitely choose Damao's aircraft first."

When Gu Zheng heard this good news, his first reaction was like this.

"No, leader, how do you know so clearly about Sichuan Airlines?"

When the person in charge heard this laughed at the other end of the phone.

"Because I was transferred from Sichuan Province, there are more friends from various departments."

"This is not a confidentiality that needs to be kept confidential. Sichuan Airlines people hope that more suppliers can know the news that they want to buy the plane, so how could they hide it?"

"So, Xiao Gu, don't worry about domestic affairs. You boldly contact us. When you get the exact news, we will cooperate with your work here!"

With this promise from the leader, Gu Zheng really doesn't worry.

He threw out the last coin in his hand, and after confirming the details with the person in charge, he deducted the phone number in his hand.

The price of this transatlantic phone is not cheap, but it achieves the goal that Gu Zheng wants.

Now, everything is ready, and only Comrade Fedorov's spring breeze is owed.

Don't worry, don't worry, call this anxious comrade tomorrow.

Gu Zheng was in a good mood and slept with a very stable sleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright.

Boss Zhang hurriedly ran to the warehouse with a piece of black bread in his hand.

Gu Zheng calculated the hours of the Russians' work, and after half an hour of mistake, he called the phone.

According to his past experience, the first half hour of each day is the busiest time period for each unit.

At this time, the staff did not have time to listen to the call from a stranger.

But when everything is in order and the inspectors return to their posts.

So the employees who just came to work when they get up early will have time to relax and touch the fish.

Having been on a phone call at that point in time was a good time.

But who would have thought that his phone number would ring for a full minute, but no one answered it.

When Gu Zheng thought that the phone number Petrov gave him was wrong, the other end of the phone clicked and the sound of a call sounded.

A voice with confused words and confusion in thoughts sounded from the opposite side.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Please refer to Comrade Fedorov."

"oh……"

The confused staff member was afraid that before he woke up from the alcohol, he subconsciously pressed several forwarding numbers.

With a click and a beep sound, the hangover comrade plopped and fell asleep on the table and died.

Comrade Fedorov is very troubled now.

He has been wandering around more than a dozen circles in his independent office.

In a short while, the review team sent by the above will arrive at their Damao Airlines.

And because of his mistakes, the entire aviation department spent at least several hundred million.

Those idle planes are being stuffed on the apron, and the consumption per minute... is calculated in tens of thousands of yuan.

Such losses were previously classified as the crime of dereliction of duty.

Comrade Fedorov, thinking of this, sat on his soft swivel chair and buried his head, which was about to lose his hair, between his big hands.

In fact, he has the worst solution.

Subconsciously, Fedorov reached his hand into the drawer on the far right side of the desk.

There is a self-produced revolver there.

The barrel is thick and long, with the unique coldness and toughness of the Great Mao Kingdom. This was once Fedorov's favorite pistol.

I think the bullets fired with this gun must be particularly powerful.

It was so powerful that the death he was about to face was just a matter of a moment.

Just as Fedorov's breathing became heavier and his big hands with golden hair had gently touched the cold gun body...

‘Dingling!!’

An extremely harsh phone ringing sounded like a death-seeking moment.

“6лrдь包!”

He almost broke his stomach.

That was simply a tragedy!

Fedorov, whose face was so gloomy, almost ticked out the ink, picked up the phone in anger: "Hey!"

When the person with a particularly nice accent on the opposite side finished speaking about his purpose of calling, Fedorov's lips began to tremble.

Almost... his string of bald purs became straighter.

At this time, Fedorov felt that he was afraid that he would be really favored by God.

He had to meet and have a detailed discussion with this boy named Gu.

So, Fedorov, who was impatient, set the meeting for about an hour later.

However, this time is the shortest time for Gu Zheng to reach Damao Airlines without traffic jams.

It seems that Comrade Fedorov is much more anxious than him, the buyer.

Gu Zheng, who hung up the phone, raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist.

The hour hand is directed at the area at 9:20, and public transportation during this period should be smooth.

Fortunately, there is a special bus to the airport downstairs of the hotel.

After paying 5 Lu's rewards, Gu Zheng pried open the door of Fedorov's office within the agreed time.

The blonde secretary sitting in front of the door looked at Gu Zheng several times curiously.

It is really too rare for Asian faces to be seen in aviation groups that are all big-haired.

She needs to remember the person's face clearly to prevent the person from causing subsequent trouble to their department.

Unfortunately, the plump girl's idea was completely wrong.

Her immediate boss, Comrade Fedorov, who was greasy and difficult to serve, actually stood at the door and welcomed Gu Zheng into the office.

‘Brush’

The off-white blinds were put down by Fedorov.

It isolated the vision outside the window and also provided him and Gu Zheng with a relatively peaceful negotiation environment.

"Mr. Gu wants to buy a plane?"

It’s not that Fedorov was so scared that he was so scared.

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