Liu Qingshan was very satisfied with the men selected by Li Tie. After giving Li Tie tens of thousands of rubles, he asked them to prepare and find an appropriate opportunity to pass through the border.

Of course, they didn't need to go through any procedures. They found a night of smoke and snow and walked directly over the river.

Even ordinary people can smuggle in this way, let alone trained veterans like Li Tie.

As for Jiang Shuichang and Li Tieniu on the surface, they passed the exam three days after getting the certificate.

They want to go from Bu City to Gongqing City, and after they settle there, they will transport the goods one after another.

After arranging these things, Liu Qingshan thought that the border trip had ended successfully, but unexpectedly, another old friend came to him.

Liu Qingshan was in the office, looking at Sergei's originally cold face, deliberately pretending to be close to him, and felt a little unhappy:

"Comrade Sergey, your nickname is not called ghost, why do you appear as soon as I come here?"

Sergei chuckled a little awkwardly: "Liu, it's my fault. This is my contact information. This time I sent it to you."

While speaking, Sergei placed a note on the table in front of Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but feel funny. There was nothing but a phone number on it.

"Liu, my friend, you know, my department needs to be kept confidential, and some things are really inconvenient to disclose." Sergey tried hard to look apologetic.

But this guy is obviously not a good actor, his facial muscles are too stiff and it looks even more awkward.

Liu Qingshan felt that he had almost done it, so he raised his hand to signal:

"Comrade Sergey, please sit down. I don't think you are just trying to give me a phone number, right?"

He was a little guess about Sergei's purpose. The millions of dollars in the last time must have made these guys even more greedy.

Sergei said, "Liu, we have a good foundation for cooperation, why not continue to cooperate?"

Sure enough, this guy is here to sell weapons again.

However, one sample of those things is enough to study. Do you really think the foreign exchange here is blown by the northwest wind?

The key problem now is that research work encounters obstacles, so what is needed is technology, not those weapons themselves.

Liu Qingshan didn't say anything, but just looked at Sergei with a smile, and his expression became more and more awkward.

Finally, Sergei shrugged: "Okay, whenever you need it, you can make the phone call above."

It seems that he also realized his insatiable greed, but Sergei had no choice. He was not alone, but represented an interest group. He was just a microphone, and he couldn't help but have some things.

Sergei stood up embarrassedly, feeling a little angry. As he was, he felt that he had been insulted here.

At this time, Liu Qingshan suddenly spoke, "Mr. Sergei, maybe we can talk about another business."

Sergei sat back on the sofa quickly, and hope rekindled in his eyes. As for dignity, is it important to have US dollars?

Liu Qingshan got up and poured him a cup of black tea. Sergei's mouth was a little dry. After thanking him, he put the cup to his mouth.

Then he heard Liu Qingshan's voice coming: "I heard that you are going to withdraw your troops from Aguo."

Sergei's big hand shook and tea sprinkled on his pants.

Fortunately, it was winter and he was dressed thickly. He quickly stood up, shook the tea on his pants, and then stared at Liu Qingshan with a drowsy look.

Originally, he thought that the other party was a businessman, at most a businessman who worked for the government.

But now, Sergei began to doubt the other party's identity.

The withdrawal of troops is expected to be in May, and not everyone is qualified to know about this kind of news.

"Comrade Sergei, don't be excited." Liu Qingshan still looked at the other party with a smile.

Sergei quickly returned to calm down and sat back on the sofa. His eyebrows trembled slightly, and then he thought of a possibility and asked tentatively:

"Do you want those weapons?"

When withdrawing troops, some relatively bulky weapons may be directly destroyed on the spot. The Russians have done this kind of thing once or twice.

Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Only African brothers will like those eliminated weapons."

What a joke!

Sergei couldn't help but feel angry, feeling like a puppet carrying a string, being at random by the young man opposite him.

"I said that only African brothers like those weapons." Liu Qingshan emphasized again, and saw Sergei still furious, so he stopped teasing him:

"It just so happens that I'm in Liland, there are a few more familiar tribes, and maybe they'll be interested in these weapons."

Sergei's anger was immediately replaced by joy, but he quickly shook his head: "This is impossible. It is more expensive to ship to Africa than to ship it back to our country."

In the past few minutes, Sergei was feeling like a roller coaster, rising and falling. Fortunately, his mind remained awake.

Liu Qingshan filled his teacup again: "Comrade Sergey, you should look at the world map. It is very convenient to transport supplies from Eastern European countries to Liland."

"You!" Sergei rushed up again, his eyes were full of fierce light. He was not a good man and a little fed up now.

"This is normal. If you can withdraw troops from Afghanistan, you will also withdraw troops from those brother countries in the near future."

Liu Qingshan said lightly, "He is not afraid of Sergei. If he really wants to hit him, he will give him one hand."

A feeling of powerlessness poured into Sergei's body again, and he sat back on the sofa again dejectedly. This time, he really didn't want to move anymore.

He even had a feeling in his heart: in front of this young man, he was simply transparent and even his thinking could be seen through.

"Comrade Sergei, there is no hurry to do this. You can think about it for a while. Please rest assured that I will use US dollars to settle all of this batch of goods with you."

Liu Qingshan also picked up the tea cup in front of him and signaled to Sergei that he was going to serve tea and see the guests.

However, Sergei obviously did not know this unique Chinese custom, and he was still sitting on the sofa and pondering.

After more than ten minutes, he raised his head: "How can I contact you then?"

"You can contact Manager Hou or Manager Ding of Longteng Company, they can find me." Liu Qingshan simply stood up this time:

"Comrade Sergey, your identity is quite special, so I won't leave you for dinner."

Sergei didn't have the heart to eat now. He stood up, stretched out his big, big hands, and shook Liu Qingshan: "I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Looking at Sergei going out, Liu Qingshan shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful: It seems that the other party still refuses to provide information on those weapons.

Otherwise, with the greed of that group, they would definitely be sold directly.

It is precisely based on this point that Liu Qingshan didn't even mention it. In that case, it would be easy to alarm the enemy.

At this time, the door of the house was pushed open, and Ding Shan walked in: "Boss, why is that guy Sergei here to do again? He is not here to promote it again, right?"

Liu Qingshan nodded: "That's right, he wants to sell us a mushroom bullet. Do you want it?"

Ding Shan waved his hands repeatedly: "Boss, you are not funny at all."

Since it's not funny, let's talk about the serious business. Liu Qingshan told Ding Shan about the situation. As for the contact number, he had to buy a big brother after returning to the capital.

After arranging the matter here, Liu Qingshan and his group divided into two groups and left Heihe.

Most people took a plane back, but Liu Qingshan had to take a big truck because he had to transport the batch of jade back, and there was also a large piece of more precious dog-headed gold.

It must be even more painful to ride a truck. Liu Qingshan called the fourth and fifth brothers to Gangzi and others to lead the two little girls, and they were a little unhappy.

In their opinion, it may be more fun to ride a truck.

However, in this matter, Liu Qingshan would not follow them.

These jades were loaded with two large trucks, and the roof was covered with a layer of nylon mesh and covered with tarpaulin.

In this era, there are still many people driving on the car halfway.

In each car, two drivers were arranged to drive in turn, and Liu Qingshan had a total of five people, which was enough to deal with emergencies.

Seeing that there were some vacant places in the car, Liu Qingshan put a few sacks of frozen fish into the car. Anyway, the river fish here are cheap and can't cost much money.

Two cars drove out of the city, ran dozens of miles, and snow began to appear on the road.

At this time, the snow cleaning on highways is basically all artificial. Those closer to the city can be cleaned. If they are farther away, no one will care about them.

In some sections of the road, there is a thick layer of snow on the ground, which is as smooth as the ice surface.

If it weren't for the anti-slip chains tied to the tires, no driver would dare to drive on such a road, and he wouldn't be able to brake, so he would just sneak out into the ravine on the side of the road.

Of course, the speed of such roads cannot be fast. In some areas, you can drive twenty or thirty miles, which is basically the same as pedaling a bicycle.

The journey was quite boring. Liu Qingshan sat in the driving building and wandered around for a while, and then he passed by unknowingly.

Suddenly, when he heard the driver shout, Liu Qingshan opened his eyes in a panic, and heard that the driver was honking his horn, cursing:

"There are really people who are not afraid of death, and those who are not afraid to snatch a cart in broad daylight!"

Liu Qingshan hurriedly looked into the rearview mirror. Sure enough, there were several people squatting on the canvas of the car, and they were cutting the canvas with the knife in their hands.

"Old Ma, stop!" Liu Qingshan was also angry and collided. These bandits of chariots were too arrogant and really regarded themselves as railway guerrillas.

"Mr. Liu, you are climbing the hill now." The driver not only did not stop, but instead stepped on the accelerator.

This section of the road is a steep slope and the road surface is slippery, so no driver dares to stop.

"Then I'll go down, Xiao Hao, let's change seats."

Liu Qingshan quickly made a suggestion, stood up with his waist and prepared to change his seat with the backup driver sitting on the outside so that he could open the door and jump off the car.

Xiao Hao also looked nervous: "Mr. Liu, that's too dangerous."
To be continued...