Chapter Seventy(2/2)
"Why. Isn't that right? Tell me about someone as old as you..."
He Junyao watched his grandfather start a long speech, "Grandpa, I have some documents here that I need your help to verify." He handed them to Mr. He and helped him find his reading glasses and put them on.
Mr. He turned the page very slowly, frowning and looking at it for a long time. The room was silent, with only the ticking sound of the clock. He Junyao quietly went out and came back with two bowls of noodles. One bowl was handed to Ye Laosi,
When he was called out by Ye Laosi, he didn't even eat dinner.
"Where did you come from here?" Mr. He took off his reading glasses, his face was serious, and he looked at the two juniors with sharp eyes.
"Grandpa, don't worry about where it comes from. Please verify the authenticity for me first, especially about the economic data." He Junyao said unhurriedly, not forgetting to finish the soup in the bowl.
Ye Laosi gave a thumbs up in his heart, "That's awesome." Only the boss dared to talk in front of those old men. When the others saw him, they were like a mouse seeing a cat, and they didn't dare to breathe.
"The data will have to wait for a while, but there is someone who has just returned from the Soviet Union, so I can ask him." Mr. He said and made the call himself.
About twenty minutes later, there was a sudden brake sound outside the gate, and a man in his thirties ran in from the outside and saluted Mr. He with a military salute, "Hello, Chief!"
"Okay! Sit down!" Mr. He said.
He Junyao and Ye Laosi also recognized the visitor. They both stood up to greet each other and then sat down together.
"Xiao Wu, I asked you to come here so late. Please tell me your experiences and feelings about life in the Soviet Union." Although Mr. He spoke very kindly, he was still so strong in the eyes of the people opposite him.
Xiao Wu was very surprised. The old man called him here so late just to hear how he was doing in life. He Junyao and Ye Zhenhua, who were listening in, stared at him with bright eyes. Taking a deep breath, he slowly said what happened this year.
Experience from the Soviet Union.
After speaking, Mr. He asked his grandson to send him out.
Ye Laosi said excitedly: "Grandpa He, it seems that 60% of this information is true. The ratio of U.S. dollars to rubles on the black market is 1:15, while the official ratio is 1:09. If it matters, this way...
It's a huge profit!" He frowned and said, "Actually, our country's foreign exchange seems to be about the same as that of the Soviet Union. It's just a shame."
"Be careful what you say, our country's foreign exchange controls are strict." Mr. He warned with a glare.
"Haha..." Ye Laosi looked at the old man with a sneer, covering his mouth.
"You are such a scumbag." Mr. He was deeply touched. He also went to the Soviet Union when he was young. "Oh! Big brother... I can't imagine that it will develop like this..."
"Grandpa, now is not the time to lament. Judging from the information, there is also Xiao Wu's personal contact just now. Since the death of Comrade Chernenko, Gorbachev took over. The political situation in the Soviet Union has begun to highlight contradictions and problems.
The reform of enterprise autonomy started in the Chernenko era. By now, the wave of opposition has intensified. You know, the Soviet Union focused on heavy industry and military industry. Daily supplies are poor. Food is also in short supply. Our opportunity has come
Already." He Junyao said seriously.
Even if Mr. He doesn't work in the main line of the economy, he still has some understanding of this thing. In this way, as long as someone is willing to operate it, he can definitely make huge profits from it. Relying on daily necessities, supplies in short supply, food and other products. Taking advantage of the Soviet Union's current
In an increasingly chaotic situation, advanced heavy industry equipment was exchanged from the Soviet Union, such as machine tools, advanced stamping machines, and advanced military scientific research materials and weapons. Scientific research materials and data on aircraft carriers, fighter jets, guided missiles, and other equipment.
Mr. He took a more far-reaching view, "If the Soviet Union continues to develop like this, its control over Warsaw will also weaken. In other words, its Eastern European partners, Poland, East Germany, Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Bulgaria, and Romania will also have prospects.
Not good! The Central Asian regions of the Soviet republics are right next to us! The Yankees will not miss this golden opportunity. It seems that we need to strengthen the reconnaissance there, and we cannot let the Yankees put their guns at the door." After saying this,
, he sighed again: "Oh! It's still hard to do these things without money!"
The juniors can't say anything. It's not easy to express their opinions at this time. They know very well whether the country is doing well or not.
"That's it! All the news waiting for me." Mr. He finally spoke, holding a stack of paper, he felt heavy.
Ye Laosi also knew that this matter could not be rushed, so he had to go home obediently.
When only He Junyao and his grandson were left in the living room, the old man pointed at the pile of documents and asked, "What do you think of the person who wrote the documents?"
He Junyao took the information, rubbed his chin, thought for a while and said: "Looking at the words, the pen is vigorous and the font is steady and powerful. He is an open-minded person. From the beginning to the end of the font, he is always unhurried. There is a difference of a few seconds. He is a steady person.
The writing is not mixed with personal emotions, and the content is objective. He is also very familiar with the economy, and everything else is summarized. The language is short and clean, as if he is making a summary. There should be no malice towards us and it should not be a trap. Age
He must be in his thirties, otherwise he wouldn't be able to practice such good calligraphy, and the handwriting is written with his left hand."
With a smile on his face, Mr. He glanced at his grandson who was chatting in front of him, "Oh, then tell me whether you are a man or a woman."
This sentence choked He Junyao half to death. He looked at the information again. He really couldn't tell that the font had a feminine euphemism. It was said that it was written by a man, but some details were noted one by one. Men are not so careful.
, admitted, "Grandpa, forgive me for my poor eyesight, I really didn't see the difference between a man and a woman."
Mr. He took a long time to look at his embarrassed grandson. Finally, he could see that he was embarrassed, and his expression changed. "It should be written by a woman."
"Huh?" He Junyao had a sullen face and raised his eyebrows, waiting for the old man's opinion.
"There is a faint fragrance on the paper. It is not the fragrance of the pen and ink, nor is it not originally on the paper, but is brought up by pressing the paper with one's hand when writing." Mr. He said.
He Junyao picked up the document, put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully. It was very light. If you didn't smell it carefully, you would think it was the fragrance of pen and ink.
Chapter completed!