No matter which possibility it is, it is a good thing for Friendship Leather City. Once this matter spreads, the investment work of Leather City will become easier.

As for whether Yi Hongxuan is really involved, whether he loves it, the bubbles on the soles of his feet are ground by himself. Nan Yi, a cheap cousin, doesn’t like to care about his cousin’s affairs. If it weren’t for Yi Jinru’s instructions, and Yi Hongxuan opened a hotel, Nan Yi wouldn’t bother to come to the door.

Bao Huanou came to talk about gossip, and he had to continue sending invitation letters. After a while, the person left. He was about to walk to the gate. Only then did Nan Yi notice the female translator who Bao Huanou was carrying. Not to mention, the note was pretty good.

In the afternoon, after three o'clock, Nanyi received a call from Yepisov and asked him to go to Bono Restaurant tonight.

Nanyi agreed and arrived at the Ukrainian Hotel on time at 5:20. The Bono Restaurant is located on the 29/30th floor of the hotel.

The Bono Restaurant in 1991 seemed a bit unusual. Nan Yi was stopped outside the door by the doorman and refused to let him in. After reporting Yepisov's name, the doorman changed his face and could enter, but he could only bring two people in, and he could not bring a gun in.

No one showed his gun, but the doorman told him with a mouthful. This made Nan Yi look at him a few more times. He thought of the White House that he had seen on the road just now. He compared the height difference between the two buildings in his mind and understood that the doorman might just be disguising or working part-time.

Nan Yi asked the school beauty and the fairy to leave the gun and go in with him, and the others went downstairs to wait.

Entering the restaurant, following the waiter's point, he found the way to the rooftop, took two steps to reach the rooftop, and saw Yepisov's back head under the top of the glass arc on the edge of his left hand, and also saw his iconic spiral baldness.

There was a woman sitting opposite him. Nan Yi knew her. As long as Moscow TV Channel 2 does not display "Swan Lake" on TV, the woman is Yin Fulin Aksinya, the host of the "Times" column. She has a very rare name without a child.

[Since August 1991, all the Soviet revisionist TV stations were repeatedly broadcasting "Swan Lake".]

The word "mistress" circling in his mind, and Nan Yi walked towards the back of Yepisov's head.

"Hello Miss Aksinga."

Whether it was a mistress or not, Nan Yi planned to be kinder, pick up Aksinga's hand, and give a kiss.

It's pretty good, the woman doesn't have a strong perfume smell on her hands.

Nan Yi actually doesn't like the smell of perfume. After a woman takes a shower, the scent of shampoo and shower gel that remains on her hair and body is the most beautiful for him. He can't smell any poison or charm at all.

Release Aksinga's hand, Nan Yi naturally sat in the seat next to her.

Perhaps because he guessed that Nan Yi would think about it, as soon as Nan Yi sat down, Ye Pisov introduced: "Adam, Yin Fulin is my sister's daughter."

"So that's it. I was wondering just now why Miss Aksinga and Yepisov, you look so similar. There is a saying in our Chinese that nephews and nieces will look very similar to uncles."

Nan Yi was not embarrassed at all about the mistress he just mistakenly thought of his mistress and directly transitioned to his niece state. But he was a little surprised. How could Yepisov ask him to bring his niece with him? Could it be that the bearer account of the Swiss bank that Yepisov used to collect money is in Aksinga?

"No wonder, my sister and I look very similar."

When he heard Yepisov's words, Nan Yi complained in his stomach: "I'm so brave, you really dare to answer. If your sister looks like you, it's over. I have to assume that Aksinga was holding the wrong one in the hospital."

How to say, not being ugly is the highest evaluation of Yepisov's appearance. What he highlights is the temperament of the superiors. As the saying goes, one gram (KGB) covers up all ugliness.

Nan Yi was very pleased with Yepisov. No matter from which angle you can see Franklin smiling at him.

"Miss Aksingya, I'm very interested in your working hours. Your show is always aired at 9pm, so your working hours are also at night?"

Not knowing how to answer Yepisov's words, Nan Yi turned around and started chatting with Aksinya.

"No, I will go to the TV station to start preparing, putting on makeup, and getting familiar with manuscripts at 2 pm, and do the work in advance."

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Aksinga answered Nan Yi's question very relaxedly, and his tone, tone, and even his tone were different from the host's state.

"That's right, what about the off-get off work hours?"

"Not necessarily, it usually takes around ten o'clock." Aksinga replied.

"Then today?"

"I've left the job for two days."

Aksinga said casually, without any disappointment on her face.

As far as Nanyi knows, Moscow TV's first channel has stopped broadcasting at the end of August, but the second channel is still broadcasting, but it is also in turmoil. Resigning at this time is not a bad choice.

Yepisov, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly said, "Adam, do you know the Central Lenin Stadium?"

"I know, it's the home court of the torpedo team, and Mostovo Yin has teased the torpedo team there." Nan Yi made a joke.

Although the Soviet revisionist is now in chaos, it does not affect the progress of the top football game "Superior Football League", and Mostowo Yin is currently the first person to "Su Gao".

"Adam, this is Moscow, don't say bad things about the torpedo team."

"OK, you keep going."

Nan Yi suddenly realized that his joke was not small, and Russian football hooligans were not just a joke.

"It has been 35 years since the opening of the Central Lenin Stadium. The last renovation was before the 1980 Olympics. Now there have been another 10 years. Some places are outdated and when it is time to repair, the Sports Bureau has no funds for repairs."

As he said that, Yepisov looked at Nan Yi and waited for his reaction.

Nan Yi asked thoughtfully: "Can the stadium accommodate 100,000 people, right?"

"The exact number is 103,000 people, and there is a small stadium next to it that can accommodate 8,000 people." Yepisov said.

“The Sports Bureau wants to rent a stadium?”

"Yes."

Nan Yi simulated the traffic route from the stadium to an ant market in his mind. The two places were roughly 20 kilometers apart and beyond. According to the traffic conditions in Moscow, it would take about fifty minutes to drive, less than an hour.

The subway station next to the stadium is a sports station, an ant market is a guerrilla station, and there is no direct access between the two places. From the stadium to an ant market, you need to transfer to Line 2 to Line 3. Both places are not too far from the subway entrance, so vendors can easily purchase goods from both places.

"Yepisov, I'll go to the stadium tomorrow to check it out, and we'll talk about the others later."

"No problem, order food now?" Yepisov smiled.

"Come on, I'll do whatever you want."

After waiting for the good food, after the waiter served, Yepisov said while cutting the steak: "For some reason, Yin Fulin is no longer convenient for him to continue working on the TV station, so she resigned. I introduced her several jobs, but Yin Fulin was not very satisfied. Adam, do you have any advice?"

"Tortoise lid, mom Xipi..." Nan Yi's stomach was filled with swear words, "Seeing that I don't eat those two swallows, I'll send my niece to me? Damn, I'll eat it."

600 milliseconds to relieve the depression in my heart, 300 milliseconds to think about the pros and cons, 100 milliseconds to revise a little more smile on both cheeks, turned around and looked at Aksingya's face, "Miss Aksingya, don't you want to be my assistant? I want to make an announcement in advance that being my assistant will be very hard and requires a lot of work."

Hearing Nan Yi's words, Aksinga subconsciously glanced at Yepisov. After getting some hint from Yepisov, she looked at Nan Yi again and said, "Of course I do it, but I don't have similar work experience before, so I may not be able to do it well."

"It doesn't matter. No matter who you are, you will never come. If you agree, wait for me at the entrance of No. 316 Xincun Street at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Please be on time. I hate people who are not on time."

Nan Yi planned to make some fun with Aksingya, starting with the habit of getting up. A public figure who needs to pay attention to his appearance may take an hour to put on makeup, or it may be longer. To wash, choose clothes, put on makeup, commute, and want to arrive at the consulate on time at 7 o'clock, it will be too late to get up at 5:30.

It would be a very painful thing to get up at around twelve o'clock and change the biological clock from 5:30. Nan Yi had already fantasized about the scene of Aksinya coming to a thrill tomorrow.

The gloom on Aksinga's face flashed away, and she responded in a tone that could not hide her depression.

Yepisov was very satisfied with the result. The movement of cutting the steak became much lighter, and the sauce on the plate seemed to be more cute.

However, Nan Yi had already figured out the things he needed to pay attention to in the future. He was very depressed. For a long time in the future, the mask on his face would be worn for twenty-four hours, all day long.

After dinner, Nanyi returned to the consulate. When passing Negrin Street, he also glanced at the Sandutnov bathroom, the most famous sauna in Moscow.

I heard that when the Tsar visited here, Napoleon did not forget to come here to take a sauna, and the Soviet leader had even more stories, real and fake, false and false.

Thinking about what was wonderful when he came here to experience what was so wonderful. Nan Yi was about to withdraw his gaze when he saw the bathroom door being pushed open and a pair of men and women walked out from inside. The man held the woman's shoulder with his hands and the woman leaned against the man's arm.

Behind the two, there were a few guys who made Nan Yi want to hum "The Superstar in Troubled Times".

Holding his hips and twisting his head to ninety degrees, Nan Yi looked at the woman's face again and confirmed that the other party was the female neighbor on the K3 train, so he withdrew his gaze.

"Tiger cub, saw it?"

"The second right waist gun on the left hand is exposed. It should be a homemade troll." Tiger cub said simply.

"Well, fairy, have you seen a man holding a woman on the train?"

"I haven't seen it before, not the man who had messed with her in the car."

Nan Yi stroked his chin, "It's interesting. Next time I touch it and see if it's the power of Moscow or the robbers on the train."

...

The next day, seven o'clock.

Nan Yi appeared at the door of the consulate on time and happened to see Aksinga parked the car on the side of the road and came out of the car. Although there was no trace of listlessness or haggardness on her face, she felt a sense of fatigue all over her body. I wonder if she didn't sleep last night or was forced to wake up in her head this morning.

No matter which one it is, Aksingya's condition is unlikely to be very good at this time.

When Aksingya came to him, Nan Yi first greeted him for a morning. Before the other party could digest his etiquette, he immediately said with a cold face: "Aksingya, you are the assistant, I am the boss. Today you go to work on the first day, and I can forgive you. In the future, please adjust your watch for fifteen minutes. I said at 7 o'clock, you should arrive at 6:45 at the latest."

As he said that, Nan Yi handed a briefcase in his hand and a military shoulder to Aksinga. "The briefcase is business documents, and the green bag is my personal belongings. Come on the car and get familiar with them later. When I need it, you can hand me what I need in time and quickly, and get to know me as soon as possible, don't wait for me to speak anything. Now, get on the car."

Nan Yi said, got into the car and waited for Aksinga to get on the bus, and then let the school beauties drive.

"What other iconic places are there next to the Central Lenin Stadium?" After the car drove out, Nan Yi spread the map in his hand and asked Aksinya.

Aksinya was stunned for a while, and then realized as Nan Yi's cold eyes looked at him, "Ah... there is...14 Middle School."

“Is there anything special about Middle School 14?”

“It is one of two middle schools in Moscow that offer Chinese classes.”

“What is the other one?”

“11 Middle School.”

Aksinga entered the state a little, waiting for Nan Yi to continue asking questions, but who knew that Nan Yi grabbed her left wrist, raised her hand, and put her nose to her armpit and smelled it.

Aksinga's body odor is not too heavy, and it is quite far from the bottom line that Nanyi can tolerate.

Putting down Aksinga's wrist, Nan Yi still said seriously: "In the future, you are not allowed to apply perfume during working hours. Before going out in the morning, you will be reimbursed for the roses. Also, your working hours are absolutely synchronized with me. When I start working, you have to be there. I will rest. In order to save you some commuting time, after get off work today, you will go back to pack up your personal belongings and move them over."
To be continued...