The old man would come here to practice Tai Chi every morning. Facing Xiangjiang, he was full of energy and his moves were endless, which sometimes made Wang Xiaoming feel very dazzling.

All Wang Xiaoming can do is try to lighten his voice. He knows that people who practice Tai Chi cannot be disturbed at will, otherwise if an accident occurs, they will be injured at the least and die at the worst.

Wang Xiaoming didn't know that the old man was practicing ordinary Tai Chi. Although it looked dazzling, it was actually just a fist to show off his legs, strengthen his body, cultivate his mind and cultivate his nature, and it was impossible to get obsessed with it.

Of course, the old man remembered Wang Xiaoming's sensibility in his heart. He felt very pleased that children nowadays rarely have such considerate things, especially to the elderly.

If Wang Xiaoming's sensibility makes him relieved, then Wang Xiaoming's progress in learning makes him secretly surprised. Of course, he spent half a year studying for full production to master Russian when he was young, but the daily progress of this boy was quite amazing, which was not something that ordinary people could achieve. When he first met him, he was very unfamiliar with his Russian language, but a week later, he found that this boy could actually communicate with him in Russian. After three days, he could already talk to himself fluently in Russian. If he didn't use his eyes, he couldn't tell whether he was a Russian or a Chinese boy.

Now Wang Xiaoming’s communication with him is all in Russian. The old man knows Russia very well. He also knows many Russians, including Moscow and St. Petersburg. Although he has never been there, he has explained the customs and customs of Russia to Wang Xiaoming in every way.

"You say that Russians don't drink every day?" Wang Xiaoming asked. He knew a little about this, but he didn't expect that the Soviet experts who supported China back then had no motivation to do things without drinking.

"Of course, they like to drink strong liquor. At that time, they liked to drink Erguotou in Beijing the most, and they thought Maotai liquor was not as powerful as Erguotou." The old man said that those Soviet experts drank like water when drinking alcohol. In H Province, of course it was difficult to find someone who could compete with them in drinking alcohol.

"Like Erguotou more than like Maotai?" Wang Xiaoming said. It seems that he has added another profitable product and transported a carriage Erguotou to Russia.

"Erguotou is strong, and Maotai is mellow. To them, Erguotou is like a real wine. In their hometown, they all drink vodka, which is also a very strong wine. I once drank one, but I got drunk with one glass." The old man recalled the years, his face looked red, as if he had just finished drinking that glass of vodka.

"Do you still have contact with them now?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"At the beginning, there were some, but it was difficult to find them again now. You also know that the ten years of the 1960s were thriving, everything was interrupted, and I no longer used technology, and many of them moved, and I wrote a letter like a rock sinking to the sea, neither returning nor replying." The old man sighed. Although the Sino-Soviet relationship deteriorated at that time, his relationship with the Soviet experts was pure and deep. However, when he was locked up in the cowshed and returned, everything changed. All the letters at home were confiscated and burned. When he wrote a few letters based on his memory and wanted to contact these old friends, he found no one.

"Old man, I will go to Russia soon. Why don't you give me their address? I'll help you find it if you have time?" Wang Xiaoming said. He learned Russian to go to Russia, and of course Wang Xiaoming wouldn't just go on a trip.

There is a slogan that people nowadays can be familiar with: What is the most important thing in the 21st century? Talent!

But now few people know that all the people who go to Russia to be slanderers are going to go for the green US dollars, but for Wang Xiaoming, this is not the main purpose. When people are still only concerned about the small profits in front of them, he is already considering the future development of his own company.

In the next ten years, only two types of enterprises will never be eliminated. One is energy-based enterprises, and the other is high-tech enterprises. Since the late 1980s, the living benefits of many outstanding Soviet scientific and technical personnel have begun to be poor. Scientific research funds are often not guaranteed, and even the minimum food problem cannot be solved. By the end of this year, they will become rootless trees and water without source. Many experts who study nuclear missiles can only make a living by selling hard work, and Wang Xiaoming values ​​them.

Some people say that taking advantage of the collapse of the Soviet Union to do arms business or take the opportunity to fight financial wars, they will make a fortune from the Soviet Union. Not to mention whether these will leave hidden dangers in the future, they are also very short-sighted in the long run. For Wang Xiaoming, making money in the short term is not a difficult task. Now domestic stocks, futures and real estate can make him easily become a billionaire, but what if he has no information advantage? Then it becomes a dark look. Unless he is holding on to this money to survive, he may have the potential to complete his true colors in any investment.

Wang Xiaoming knew how much he had. If it weren't for his rebirth, he was just an ordinary person. In his previous life, he could still not afford to buy a house, drive a car, see a doctor, and go to school.

"Okay, do you have a pen? I can give you their address now." The old man said happily.

"I'll buy a piece, you can wait." Wang Xiaoming immediately ran to a store that had just opened, bought paper and pen, and ran back quickly.

"I originally knew more than a dozen people, but since I had no information in the past, I only remember the addresses of a few people. As long as you find one of them, you can know the addresses of others." The old man said.

"Old man, I still don't know your old name?" Wang Xiaoming has known this old man for almost a week. Every morning, they both appeared by the Xiangjiang River on time. After practicing Tai Chi, the old man would go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and he would buy breakfast and go back to do it the next day.

"My surname is Chen, my name is Chen Yongqing, and I live in the Jinyuan community in front." said the old man Chen Yongqing.

"Jinyuan Community? I live in Jinyuan Community too." Wang Xiaoming said happily. He didn't expect that he and the old man were still neighbors.

"Is that so? I have time to come to my house to play. By the way, I don't know your name?" Chen Yongqing smiled. He felt that he was very close to this young man. Chatting with him in Russian could make him feel like he was back in the past. He was very happy. Is this what people call age-loving friends?

"My name is Wang Xiaoming, just call me Xiaoming."

"Okay, Xiao Ming. Are you going to Russia with your parents?" Chen Yongqing asked.

"No, go with my uncle." Wang Xiaoming said. It is impossible to go alone to Russia this time. The second uncle and uncle must go at least one, otherwise they will be worried.

After returning home, Wang Xiaoming called Yang Xinlei from Beijing and asked him to contact the first carriage of Beijing Erguotou. This is the best way to open the way. Even if the Russians don’t know how to distinguish their goods, they should know the truth or falsehood by smelling the wine.

"Russia likes to drink, so we can transport wine, and the sales will definitely not be bad." Yang Xinlei said happily. In addition to contacting the cart, he also had to be responsible for handling various procedures for all people who went to Russia. Fortunately, the clothing in Guangdong will take a month to complete, otherwise the procedures will take a long time.

"In addition, I heard that instant noodles are selling well there, but we don't make instant noodles, just change it to..."

"Switch to potato chips?" Yang Xinlei said immediately.

"Yes, if this happens, you can pack two more cars, just care about the clothes that don't require so much space. We can also fill them with potato chips. It's not easy to go to Russia, so we have to bring more goods." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Mr. Wang, as far as I know, this time we should have the largest amount of cargo this year. Nowadays, people only have one or two carriages, and most of them rely on individuals to carry them. If this train is not included in the carriage, each person can only carry 38 kilograms of carriages." Yang Xinlei said that his company is extraordinary as soon as he takes action, which also creates conditions for him to book a carriage.

"You need to ask more information about this in Beijing. After all, it's our first time." Wang Xiaoming reminded that the current traitors who go to Russia are basically dominated by Beijing and Heilongjiang people. They have experience and will have tricks no matter what business they do. If they don't know the trick, they have to pay tuition fees. Sometimes, the tuition fees will be very painful.

Wang Xiaoming has slowly begun to master Russian. Every morning, he talked about the scenery of Russia with Chen Yongqing by the Xiangjiang River. After returning home, Wang Xiaoming began to slowly learn Russian laws and regulations. Although the Soviet Union will collapse soon, at least not yet. Moreover, Russia is a republic of the Soviet Union and has its own relatively safe laws. If the law is violated because he does not understand common sense, then the person is in a foreign land and will be able to make you have enough food.

The night before I was about to go to Beijing, Wang Xiaoming went to Chen Yongqing's house with two boxes of tea and had already made an appointment to visit him, but Wang Xiaoming often had no time. He would go to Beijing tomorrow and would go to Russia soon. Wang Xiaoming felt that he should say goodbye. After all, it would take at least one month to go to Russia. School would start after he came back, so he would have no time to visit him.

Chen Yongqing's house layout is the same as his own, with three bedrooms and one living room living in the layout of their grandparents and grandchildren. Chen Yongqing and his wife retired, while his son and daughter-in-law both worked in government departments, while their granddaughter was about the same age as him.

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Wang Xiaoming never called Chen Yongqing as his grandfather, but called him Mr. Chen, because Wang Xiaoming said that he was a friend of him, and in theory they were of the same generation, and they could not create a generation gap by calling him.

"Xiao Ming, what else do you bring when you come?" Chen Yongqing said blamingly.

"Of course you can't lose etiquette when visiting the first door, but don't worry, this thing is not expensive. I will bring you some local specialties when I come back from Russia in the future." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Okay, but you are still a child. You can't spend your parents' money indiscriminately. I'll pay you how much tea is." Chen Yongqing said. Wang Xiaoming didn't have the financial ability yet, so how could he accept what he bought?

"Dad, don't worry, just keep what he gave you, just keep it, and it won't cost his parents a penny." At this time, a person came out of the room. When he saw Wang Xiaoming, he was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed immediately when he heard Chen Yongqing's words.

"Guoqiang, why do you say this? How old is Xiao Ming? Although he is my age friend, his economy is not yet safe. When he makes money by himself, it will not be too late for me to collect it again." Chen Yongqing said to his son Chen Guoqiang in a angrily manner.

"Hello, Director Chen." Wang Xiaoming was also stunned when he saw Chen Guoqiang, because he was no one else, but the director Chen who came to Wangjia Village to secretly visit last year. This was what Chen Guoqiang told Wang Xiaoming when he was leaving.

"You know each other?" Chen Yongqing said in surprise. They must have never met before. Could it be that they met accidentally in the community?

"Of course, dad, have you forgotten a person I told you last year, from Wangjia Village, Santang Town, S County." Chen Guoqiang said.

"Wang Xiaoming? Xiaoming, are you Wang Xiaoming from Wangjia Village?!" Chen Yongqing said in disbelief. Last year, Chen Guoqiang came back and told him that there was a young man named Wang Xiaoming in Wangjia Village, Santang Town, S County. He started a company at a young age with assets of over one million and hired more than 200 people to do things. He is also a famous local talent for getting rich.

"I didn't expect you had heard of me a long time ago." Wang Xiaoming felt a little embarrassed when he saw Chen Yongqing's surprised look.

"It's not just heard of it, it's so thunderous." Chen Yongqing laughed. He didn't expect that his age-loving friend was actually a millionaire.

"Wang Xiaoming, why did you come to the provincial capital? And you still live in the same community as us?" Chen Guoqiang said.

"I'm here to study. Isn't I going to high school this year? No. 1 Middle School in C City." Wang Xiaoming said.

"How old are you this year? Why are you in high school?" Chen Yongqing remembers that Wang Xiaoming seems to be only thirteen years old. He should be in junior high school at this age.

"I studied early and I jumped two levels in elementary school, so I have always been the youngest in class." Wang Xiaoming said.

"It seems that you really make money by studying and learning." Chen Yongqing said that his granddaughter is older than Wang Xiaoming and has a very good study, but now compared with Wang Xiaoming, the gap has emerged.

"Don't always talk while standing. Let's ask others to sit down, and the meal will start soon." Chen Yongqing's wife brought out a plate of dishes. Seeing that the three of them were still standing at the door chatting, she couldn't help but shout.

"Yes, for dinner, I always thought Xiao Ming was from our city C, but I didn't expect to get out of the way this time." Chen Jiqing took Wang Xiaoming's hand and sat at the dining room.

"Guoqiang, call Xuehui out, she can't stay in the room all the time." Chen Yongqing said.
Chapter completed!