When Chahar was retaking the Japanese war zone, a group of White Russians who did not want to be swallowed up by the war fled to the Jehol Autonomous Province. Looking at the groups of children on the street wearing old Russian student uniforms, and the gentlemen wearing round top hats,
The unique fair-skinned woman with blond hair and high nose, Hou Dashun, Hu Zhigang had a headache.
The war made businessmen bankrupt and gentlemen lost their dignity. It also made those pretty women take to the streets to solicit customers: "Please patronize me, I have to work hard for rent and living!"
"They don't understand English or Chinese, and only know French and Russian. If they are not properly resettled, there will be many criminal cases, and they may even take the risk to kill and rob in Rehe!" Hu Zhigang looked at the situation on the street worriedly and whispered to Hou Dashun.
Discussing countermeasures.
"Demarcate a farm in the paddock and let them settle down first!" The police in Chifeng City began to execute Hou Dashun's order and drove these people to a farm in a car.
"White Russians!" After receiving the telegram, Hu Zhiyong thought for a long time and said: "I reviewed them one by one and selected all the architects who can do music, symphony, ballet, hair salon, clothing, etc., and left the rest on the farm."
"Master, what do you want these people to do?" Yinlong asked confused.
"We have focused on the development of industry, agriculture, commerce, animal husbandry and fishery from the beginning, and have neglected music and entertainment. We have many ethnic minority singers and musicians, forming a large song and dance troupe that can enrich the cultural life of residents and the army. Belarusians are very smart, clothing design, architecture
Design is exactly what I need.”
Hu Zhiyong said to Shi Yinshi: "Third uncle, order the businessmen in Harbin to use recruitment methods to recruit more Belarusian women!"
"So many people are not enough?" Shi Yinshi was surprised. Hu Zhigang started to have a headache with three thousand Belarusians. Why did the Third Young Master still need to recruit?
"It's not enough. Get me at least another three to five hundred!" Hu Zhiyong said jokingly: "Belarusian women are very beautiful. If we train a group of ballet troupes, we will definitely make a lot of money!"
"Is this possible?" Shi Yinshi was surprised. The Third Young Master can find business opportunities everywhere. It is simply unreasonable for people like this not to make a fortune.
"Definitely!" Hu Zhiyong stopped joking and said seriously: "I want to select a hundred good dancers and singers from among them, and train them with the local ethnic minority dances and singers in Rehe, and bring them together in two years
They go abroad to perform!"
"Can a drama club use so many people?" Shi Yinshi laughed. Hundreds of people performed at the same time. This scene was big enough.
"In the later stage, some people will be diverted to models and become clothing models!" Hu Zhiyong smiled slyly: "Sell our clothes all over the world!"
"Model?" Many people were stunned. The young master said a new term. Did he learn it in Los Angeles?
"Yes, model. Wearing the clothes we produced, swaying her buttocks on the stage to show off." Hu Zhiyong didn't wait for everyone to laugh, but he laughed first.
"Hahahaha!" This kind of new thing will naturally make everyone laugh.
In Mongolia, Hasen is a black leader of human trafficking. His more than a hundred men are all very good at marksmanship, and their equestrian skills are comparable to the masters of the acrobatic troupe. They buy women from Russia and sell them all over the world to make ill-gotten gains.
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"Boss, the little devils have occupied our channel in Chahar. These women cannot be sold at a good price unless they are sent to Shanghai." Chagan Bala is the first brave general under Hassen. He often travels in and out of Belarus, and the beautiful women he obtains are from abroad.
Smuggling from war zones to Shanghai and Tianjin.
"The little devils occupy the city. On the vast grassland, they will never be our opponent!" Hassen was riding a horse, observing with a telescope from the border.
"No!" Chagan Bala said with lingering fear: "Feng Yuxiang's troops are at war with the Japanese army, and there are troops everywhere on the grassland."
"You can't keep this batch of goods in your hands!" Hasen looked to the right in the direction of the Rehe Autonomous Province and suddenly laughed: "We still have more than 3,000 Sanhe horses in our hands. The Rehe troops are in need. We and them
How about making a deal?”
"Sell the horse to buy a passage?" Chagan Bala chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not, our war horses can also be sold at a good price!"
"Let's go to the border and meet their people!" Hassen took the lead and ran towards the southeast, followed closely by his brothers. For a moment, the horses neighed and the sound of horse hoofs trampled on the grass.
"Stop!" said the checkpoint leading to Mongolia, where a battalion of defenders lived. The troops of the Second Army Ma Xianden saw a group of people carrying guns and quickly pointed their guns at them.
"We want to do a business with you, please come out." Chagan Bala jumped off his horse, took off his carbine and threw it on the ground.
"Business? Your gang also does business?" the company commander at the checkpoint asked in surprise.
"Hey, we don't make a living by robbing or killing people, of course we have to do business to make a living!" Chaganbala smiled. They often appeared at the border, and the Rehe Army also knew that they were gangsters.
"Where is the goods? Report the business first and I will inform you." The Mongolian gangs never provoked the Rehe realm, so the border guards did not regard them as enemies.
"Let me tell you, three thousand Sanhe horses, if this deal is completed, we will buy a road from you!"
"Buy a road?" The company commander laughed loudly: "We will not sell our country, you should find a way elsewhere. We want the war horses!"
"Brother, we are just passing by to deliver a batch of things to Shanghai and Tianjin." Chagan Bala did not give up and continued to pester the company commander.
"No!" The company commander said firmly: "The goods you want to send are either smoke or weapons. Our commander will not agree."
"Hahahaha." Hasen laughed and walked over: "You are wrong, we want to sell a group of women, beautiful Belarusian women."
"Belarusian women?" the company commander said in surprise: "How many are there?"
"Three hundred."
"Snatched?" the company commander asked warily.
"Hey, we never steal, rob or kill. We are bought. If you don't believe me, you can ask clearly. I guarantee that it is all of their own free will." Hassen is a gangster, not like the current underworld. They mainly sell tobacco, horses and skins.
Weapons are also occasionally smuggled.
"Just wait, I'll report it to you!" Hearing that there was a Belarusian woman, the company commander was extremely happy. He only received the order yesterday, and someone came to do business today.
Hou Dashun received a call from Ma Xianden, who had been reinstated, and hurriedly drove to the border. Three thousand Sanhe horses and three hundred White Russian women were both good things and could not be bought with money in the Northeast.
"I'm very curious. Belarus is on the edge of Europe. If you don't deliver from there, why do you take such a long detour to deliver from the war zone?" Hou Dashun is very cunning. He knows that there must be something inside.
Hassen looked at the shrewd young general commander and carefully kept his smile: "Commander, these women are not from Belarus. Their families fled to Mongolia ten years ago and were hunted down by Russia and wandered in the Mongolian prairie.
Above. Due to the pressure of life, their parents cruelly sold them to let them survive."
"Oh?" Hou Dashun believed it. In November 1917, the Russian October Revolution was fired. The Russian proletariat, under the leadership of the Bolshevik Party and Lenin, overthrew the Russian reactionary regime and established the Soviet government headed by Lenin.
The "Siberian Government" against the Soviets was formed in Omsk, Siberia, and Tsarist Russian General Seminov also established the "Far Eastern Republic" in eastern Russia. After several years of civil war, by October 1922, the Red Army had achieved complete victory.
General Titerikhs, the last head of the Russian bourgeois Primorsky Provisional Government, ordered his troops to withdraw near the border between China and North Korea, and announced that all those who voluntarily left the country would be allowed to leave the country with him.
"You don't have to send them to Shanghai or Tianjin. As long as these goods are of high quality, we will buy them all!" After finding out the origin, Hou Dashun made a quick decision and decided to keep all these women.
"You also buy women?" Ha Sen was very surprised. It is not far or close from here to Tianjin. Due to the war, the road is very difficult.
"Only this time!" Hou Dashun said warningly: "If you sell horses, skins, steel, and oil, we can cooperate with you for a long time. Doing human trafficking is too unethical, so I advise you to do nothing."
"Yes, sir!" Hassen said flatteringly: "We don't make any money from this batch of goods, sir. We will do business together in the long term."
"This won't work!" Hou Dashun said cheerfully: "You are a small business, and you do it with your head. Business is about fairness and reasonableness. You should discuss it with our commissioner. Remember, we don't like to go against us here.
, who like to do business with us!”
"Yes, yes, we are doing business!" Hasen nodded and bowed, wishing he could kneel down and kowtow to Hou Dashun. What Mongolia lacks most are war horses, skins, cattle and sheep. Who wants to live with their heads up if they can do business?
Hou Dashun was originally going to hand over the business to Hu Zhigang, but when he saw the group of Belarusian women, he was shocked.
Belarusian beauties have big eyes, high cheekbones, and long hair. They are all over 1.8 meters tall and have a "devil" figure. The yellow hair is magical and alluring, and the big blue eyes are as deep as a lake.
The clear water, the fair and rosy face carries the breath of youth, and the pink and jade-like face is so delicate that it cannot be described in words.
"Isn't it a pity to buy so many beauties to be dancers and fashion models?" Hou Dashun looked at them greedily, and the young commander was moved for the first time.
"Hahahaha!" Hu Zhigang couldn't stop laughing. He pushed the commander and said, "Send a report to your young master and marry him as a wife."
"Will the young master agree?" Hou Dashun smiled like a devil, carefully examining each of these women in front of them.
"I regret it now!" Ma Xiandeng shouted: "There are so many beautiful women, but I chose a yellow-faced woman!"
"It's useless to regret." Hou Dashun smiled slyly: "Give the report to the young master, one for each of the unmarried ones. Young master, give me some advice, I'm really fascinated by them!"