A moment later, a former Ukrainian natural gas princess entered the door wrapped in a bathrobe and greeted her flatteringly. Without Simon's mouth, she took off her robe and stepped into the wide bathtub.

Simon leaned against the side of the window, sipped with a glass of water, occasionally glanced at the dark dark sea night outside the window, and saw the woman coming in, holding her foot in, and talking directly about the serious matter: "I didn't plan to give it to you in Africa."

Tymoshenko was blocked by the man and took it over and helped scrub it. While immediately ensuring: "Simon, I can definitely do it."

Simon enjoyed the service of a woman, but his attitude did not soften: "There are three contractors in Ukraine, including you. My attitude is to stay if I do well. If I do not do well, I will directly remove it. By the way, the standard for whether it is good or not is compared with China's railway construction team."

Tymoshenko seemed confident: "We are not worse than the Chinese."

Simon did not comment and looked out the window again. It was gradually difficult to see what he saw clearly. He withdrew his gaze, put the glass in his hand aside, and then said, "Do you know the Pacific Railway in the United States?"

The woman shook her head in confusion.

Simon said: "The Pacific Railway is more than 3,000 kilometers long and was built in the mid-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, is there any problem?"

Simon turned to the dark window again and continued casually: "Let me say this, the Pacific Railway initially hired local workers from North America. After one year of construction, it only built 60 kilometers, with an average of less than 0.2 kilometers per day. The railway company that invested in this project almost went bankrupt. Later, the introduction of Chinese workers, more than 3,000 kilometers of railways, according to the American progress, may not be completed in 60 years. It took Chinese workers only 6 years, and during this period, they also created a construction record of laying 16 kilometers of tracks a day..."

Speaking of this, Simon stopped moving on.

What is not to 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 a foreign land, Americans were shocked and then introduced the China Exclusion Act.

Because I am so capable, I am worried about robbing their job opportunities.

In recent years, because of running a railway equipment company, Tymoshenko has a good understanding of this field and understands what it means to lay 3,000 kilometers of tracks in six years, not to mention the 19th century when the construction conditions are rough and harsh. After hearing the man say that, he was shocked, he hesitated a little, and tentatively said: "Simon, the last century... should be different from now, right?"

Simon did not answer, but said: "I will give enough wages for workers, and your profits will be guaranteed. Then, what I want is efficiency. Compared with the Chinese team, you are slightly worse than the Chinese team. I can accept it, but the salary will also be lowered. If the difference is too much, I just said, then you don't need to do it."

What Simon was too lazy to say is that Ukraine has basically nothing, similar to a country with a population of 50 million. Not to mention Western European powers, its GDP is even less than 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, want a comfortable eight-hour working system, and want various so-called labor and social security, then come back and lie down.

The man said this, Tymoshenko thought about it for a moment, and quickly understood, nodded and said, "Simon, I understand what to do."

Anyway, she doesn't have to go to Africa to pave the railway.

Simon nodded, stopped talking nonsense, and easily brought the woman over.

...

Leaving a woman and leaving the bathroom, it was around 8 o'clock in the evening, and the other two girls had already had dinner.

Then came the cocktail party at the new governor Andrei Smirnov's house.

Until late at night.

The next morning, Li Fuzhen and Delfina were sent to leave, and Simon quietly flew to Moscow in a Boeing 737 that had been prepared in advance.

He secretly arrived at the manor in the western suburbs of Moscow. Just got off the bus and arrived in advance to prepare, Yulia Shulhikina came up and whispered to Simon that the guests had arrived.

Follow Shulhikina into the villa, walked through the hall, turned to the east corridor, and saw a man in black at the end of the corridor, and a female servant with a panic expression at the door. Shulhikina was shocked and couldn't help but speed up her pace.

Simon thought something had happened, so he quickly walked closer, and then he heard the waitress coming over with a panic look on her face: "Madam, Miss... I ran in, I didn't stop her."

He knew the importance of this meeting very well. Shulhikina's face suddenly had no daily gentleness and tranquility. She was not good at experiencing an attack on the waitress. She glanced at the man beside her with a pitiful expression, ignored the black bodyguard's words such as "It's okay", and hurriedly pushed the door and entered.

Simon followed in the door and saw Shulhikina approaching the little girl sitting next to a middle-aged man. She grabbed her daughter's arm and pulled the little girl up. Her voice changed a little: "Nina, what did I say, how could you be so ignorant!"

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

A middle-aged man stood up, nodded to Simon at first, then quickly stretched out his hand, but did not directly pull the mother and daughter away, just said, "It's okay, Ms. Shulhikina, don't blame Nina, we have a great chat."

Simon also quickly stepped forward, took the scared little girl from Shulhikina, patted Nizi's back, and said to the woman: "Okay, you go out."

Seeing that the man was not angry, the same was true for a distinguished guest, Shulhikina relaxed a little. Over the years, she has been cautiously guarding everything she didn't have, and was really worried about the unexpected consequences of her daughter's abruptness just now. After all, today is really special.

After apologizing to the two again, Shulhikina reached out and wanted to take her daughter over and leave together, but the girl hugged Simon tightly like a koala, and deliberately twisted her head to avoid looking at her mother.

The nine-year-old girl has actually gradually understood many things, such as the man who is holding her now is not her biological father. For example, her mother's anger just now made her realize that she was really in trouble. Although she still doesn't understand the specific reason, she is not afraid to hold the man who is still a father, and the girl is not afraid, not wronged, but... she feels a little guilty and dare not face it.

The girl was unwilling to leave. Simon thought she was frightened and patted the little girl comfortably again, while signaling Shulhikina to go out first.

When Shulhkina pulled up to the door and left, Simon greeted the middle-aged man again, held the little girl and sat down on the sofa, signaled apologetically to the side, and comforted the little man in his arms: "Okay, baby, your mother has left."

After a moment of pause, Nina let go of Simon a little, and she was already in tears: "Dad, I'm sorry."

Simon looked at the little girl's panic and didn't say it was okay, but just wiped her tears and reminded her: "You can't be so abrupt again in the future, do you understand?"

The little girl nodded quickly.

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

Before Simon finished speaking, the middle-aged man next to him had already waved his hand: "No, it really doesn't matter. Actually, Nina and I met before, four years ago at that party in St. Petersburg. We just chatted, but we didn't expect that she also remembered me. It was really surprising."

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PS1: I have seen some words recently and I feel it: the last senior KGB agent of the Soviet Union was carrying out the last unknown mission of the Soviet Union, silently guarding the broken motherland for 20 years, at the age of 70, for the last battle for the country that I have never walked out of, for the old land that I can never return to.
Chapter completed!