The wine and food came one after another, and Sergei felt angry and took the lead in picking up the bottle of wine: "According to the customs of our nation, those who can drink are real friends."

It seems that this guy is going to find a place with wine.

A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qingshan's mouth: It seems that there is a professional cocktail attendant here.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone waved their hands and said they could not drink anymore. Sergei's thin face immediately showed a sarcasm: "You can't drink, you are not a real man."

"I think it's too boring to drink this cup by cup, it won't quench your thirst at all. We're one-on-one bottles."

Li Tieniu had long disliked this guy, so he picked up a bottle of white wine, bite open the bottle cap, then raised his neck, gulped, and blew a bottle of high-alcohol wine.

"It's only fun to drink like this!"

After drinking, he squatted on the table: "Come on, Comrade Sergey, let me see your true manly style!"

Sergei's eyes twitched twice, and he really didn't dare to play like this.

If he drinks it, he doesn't know whether it's a man, and it's possible that he will become a dead person.

He looked at Li Tieniu deeply and Sergei waved his hand:

"The wine is over here, we have business to discuss next."

This is how you talk about business with the Russians. As long as you drink the wine first, the business will basically become most of the time.

"Isn't this guy also from the Bear Gang?" Hou San muttered in Chinese.

Want to cheat!

Of course, Li Tieniu refused to accept it. He was about to pull Sergei's collar and put it in hard, but was stopped by Liu Qingshan:

There is no need to do Douqier or something. Just ask the other party to know that it is powerful, and business is the most important thing.

However, he also saw that Sergei's virtue was definitely not easy to talk to, so he was not going to talk at the wine table.

This kind of thing must be allowed to see his strong strength in order to impress him.

Just now, Sergei asked him to retreat in terms of strength and alcohol tolerance, so he should use his economic strength to completely destroy the opponent's defense line.

So Liu Qingshan proposed to go to his warehouse.

Sergei also took this opportunity to understand the other party's strength, so he agreed happily.

After leaving the hotel, Liu Qingshan invited Sergei to get on his car. Li Tieniu drove, Hou San took the co-pilot as the translator, and he and Sergei sat in the back row.

In this era, there is no one who is drunk driving. Seeing that Li Tieniu is still driving the car steadily, Sergei is completely convinced.

I secretly decided in my heart: I will never drink with this big man in the future.

Soon, his attention was attracted by Liu Qingshan, the second-generation Trail Blazer, and he had never heard of many of the functions in the car.

"Liu, where did you buy this car?" Sergey is also a car lover and couldn't help asking.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Sent by an American friend."

Sergey was speechless.

However, his thoughts changed sharply: the other party has a friend from the United States, and I wonder if he can get US dollars?

Sergei didn't speak along the way. He was hit hard today and needed to be slow.

Two cars drove into the warehouse by the river one after another. After getting off the bus, they saw four mercury lamps carrying the four corners of the yard, illuminating the entire yard like daytime.

Sergei came out of the car, looked around, and couldn't help but snorted a few times in his nose:

"There is no one here to watch the night, so the security work is really not a good idea."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, speaking in Russian: "Sir, what advice do you have?"

Sergei turned around and then found that at some point, there was an extra figure behind him, looking at him coldly, with a cold look, as if there was no emotion.

The one who appeared was Li Tie. Their group also learned Russian from Li Xuemei and others for several months, and there was no problem with simple conversations.

Sergei also narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Tie, and his eyes seemed to be fighting across the air.

After looking at each other for half a minute, Sergei finally lost, and his gray-blue eyes suddenly became dimmed.

He knew that even on the battlefield, he was not the opponent of the young man opposite him.

"I'll take back what I said just now."

Sergei shrugged and admitted defeat very simply. From this point of view, his military straightforwardness has not been completely lost.

He wondered: Where did you, a company that rushes to buy supplies, get so many powerful soldiers?

It can be felt that the young man opposite was definitely a sharp knife on the battlefield.

Li Tie saluted, and then his figure disappeared into the middle of the warehouses.

Seeing that Sergei became much more honest, Liu Qingshan then asked with a smile: "Mr. Sergei, what products do you want to see?"

"Waterga!"

Sergei blurted out that Votega means vodka and liquor.

"The warehouses from one to ten are full of liquor. Which one do you want to see?" Liu Qingshan continued to ask.

Sergei was stunned again. He looked at the warehouse in front of him. It was not small at all. Each warehouse would have no problem installing dozens of tons.

Ten warehouses, aren’t they just hundreds of tons? Are they bragging?

So he replied coldly: "Treasury No. 7."

Liu Qingshan shouted: "Tiezi, you open warehouse No. 7!"

"Yes." With a reply, a sound soon rang out.

Liu Qingshan led Sergei and his group toward warehouse No. 7.

Looking at the numbers marked on the Kumen, Sergei nodded and then stepped in.

The electric lights in the warehouse were turned on. As soon as I entered the door, Sergei smelled a familiar smell. Yes, it was indeed the smell of white wine.

Although these white wines are filled into glass bottles, they may not be fully sealed and the alcohol will evaporate.

Sergei saw that boxes and boxes inside were all neatly packed, most of which were twelve bottles per box, and there were also ten bottles.

I opened a box, took out a bottle, and after opening it, I took a small sip, and a spicy breath made my throat burn.

"good."

Sergei smiled for the first time, and he nodded vigorously, not sure whether he was praising the wine or saying something.

After leaving Warehouse No. 7, Liu Qingshan asked casually again: "What other goods do Mr. Sergei want to see? I'll take you to take a look?"

Sergei raised his palm: "No need to look at it, Liu, I have seen the strength of your Longteng Company, and I am looking forward to working with you."

At this time, it was Liu Qingshan's turn to take control. He raised his hand and pointed to the warehouses behind him: "There are still twenty warehouses, which are all empty now. We are going to use them to store the goods traded."

"I just don't know if the goods in Mr. Sergei can enter it?"

Haha, Sergei could only use laughter to relieve his embarrassment:

"Liu, I admit that I underestimated you and your Longteng Trading Company at first, and I apologized."

Liu Qingshan also nodded with a serious face:

"Sergei, I accept your apology, and now we can talk."

The two of them reached out their hands at the same time and shook each other hard. This time, the real handshake was the one.

I took Sergei and the others to the warehouse office. After sitting down, the atmosphere felt much more harmonious.

Hou San poured tea for Sergei again, and the guy nodded politely at Hou San.

Hou San, who was originally a little frustrated, felt his heart open. He looked at Liu Qingshan opposite him: It must be right to follow the boss.

After drinking a sip of tea, Liu Qingshan then spoke: "Mr. Sergei, I believe you have already understood our sincerity and strength. According to convention, it is your turn."

Sergei smiled and gently tapped the wooden table twice with his fingers, making an empty sound.

Liu Qingshan blinked, then shook his head with a little regret. This was not his intentional pretentiousness, and wood was not what he urgently needed.

Although there is also a shortage of wood in China now, it is not easy for young people to get married and get married.

However, wood is not expensive and is very bulky, so it is very troublesome to transport.

Making money can definitely make money, but the cost-effectiveness is too low.

Looking up at Sergei, he saw a smile in his gray-blue eyes, and whispered: "Liu, this is just the beginning. Perhaps in the future, we can cooperate in a broader field."

Liu Qingshan immediately understood that the other party was just a test, which was equivalent to throwing a stone to ask for directions, and try the waters first.

So he smiled and nodded: "Mr. Sergei, then you should talk about the price first?"

Sergei simply said: "A cubic meter of red pine, a box of white wine like that just now."

Everyone next to them couldn't help but breathe: the price was just as good as it was for free.

The price of a box of liquor is only a dozen yuan. If a cubic cube of red pine is shipped to another province, it will be at least a few hundred yuan.

"Mr. Sergei, our company actually doesn't like doing wood business very much. It's mainly for transportation, which is really inconvenient."

"And, your price is a bit inflated. As far as I know, a box of liquor is worth at least 500 rubles on your side. As for wood, you are afraid that it will cost some logging and transportation costs, right?"
To be continued...