"Mr. Jiang, what did you do last night?" Zhao Xiaojin kept asking while pestering Jiang Xiaobai.

"Whatever you do, you either tell me, you'll just go take a shower. The place is called a sauna, but to put it bluntly, you'll just take a shower and then steam it." Jiang Xiaobai explained helplessly.

"I don't believe it." Zhao Xiaojin muttered.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Xiaobai asked directly.

"Next time you go to the sauna, you will take me with me, and I want to go there too." Zhao Xiaojin said.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaobai agreed with a smile, and said with a lingering voice: "Soon and later, I will marry you, see if you are still crazy."

Zhao Xiaojin stopped talking and rested with her eyes closed.

Get off the plane in Beijing, slightly adjusted and had a bite of food, and then boarded the flight to Mosco.

At this time, the airplane cabin was still very loose and it was very comfortable to sleep.

But the only bad thing is that it is very bumpy, especially after flying out of the border line, the north has already entered winter.

The violent cold air is converging, causing greater fluctuations to the plane.

"Sir, do you need a newspaper?" the flight attendant came over and asked.

Anyway, Jiang Xiaobai nodded, not only the newspaper, but also asked for some food.

In 1991, the country was still filled with smoke of gunpowder: "Is the reform a member of society or capital?"

But the fact is that debate is like the chaotic wind on the river, and substantial economic changes are like fish under the water, still marching forward firmly.

The overheated economy has stabilized over the past three years, and various economic indicators have greatly reduced, and people have become more and more reluctant in reform.

The first page of the newspaper was published in two articles.

The first article is an article "Can you not ask about the surname "She" and "Zi" in the reform and opening up?", and the other article is "Recommendation of the surname "She" and "Zi" in the surname "Zi"".

"Oh." Jiang Xiaobai sighed. He didn't want to read more of this kind of article. It's time since the surname is a capital or a society.

There has been a big gap between China and abroad, and there is still a debate on the ideological issue of capital or society.

The second news is that the daily small shopping malls such as socks, gloves, etc. in Beijing are seriously overcrowded, and there are hundreds of such state-owned small and medium-sized enterprises in Dongcheng District.

In order to give state-owned enterprises in the district more sales opportunities, Dongcheng District Industrial and Commercial Bureau took the initiative to arrange them to enter the collective market.

And they used administrative means to make them occupy the best stalls, but the result was that things went against their expectations. There were only 17 backlogs of manufacturers coming to register and apply.

In the end, only six or seven stores set up stalls in the market. The scene that the reporter saw at the Hepingli Comprehensive Market in Beijing was,

"State-owned, individual stalls are clearly divided. The former guardians shrank their necks and hid behind the counter, with a full style of official business, while individual stalls are hawking and taking samples to illustrate, attracting most customers lively.

In the biting cold wind, individual stall training will still come out and get dark, while state-owned salesmen follow the steps and implement 8-hour working days. If you want to extend your business hours, you will involve bonuses and overtime pay, which will affect your whole body."

The article did not evaluate this behavior at the end, but the attitude was already very obvious.

The third article is that there are problems with the restructuring of state-owned factories.

In fact, the second and third articles talk about the same problem, but the second article is from the perspective of workers, while the third article talks about the factory problem.

After reading it casually for a while, Jiang Xiaobai put down the newspaper.

Overall, the atmosphere in China in 1991 was a bit impetuous and everyone could not unify their thinking.

Some of them were radical and wanted to sell all state-owned enterprises in packages and sell them. They wanted to relax all restrictions at once and let everyone do business.

Some conservative people believe that capitalism cannot be employed.

"It's almost done." Jiang Xiaobai thought silently in his heart. It's almost the end of 1991, and it's winter, and it's about to go.

When spring comes, the entire society will reach a unified opinion, whether in terms of ideology or action.

I don’t know when Jiang Xiaobai fell asleep.

When Jiang Xiaobai woke up, he was about to get off the plane.

Li Longquan began to take clothes from his bag and a thick fur coat.

With thick cotton pants, go to the bathroom to put the cotton pants on, and wrap them in a fur coat.

After a bumpy ride, the plane stopped at Moscow Airport.

"Let's go." Jiang Xiaobai greeted and crowded as the crowd slowly moved forward.

At the pick-up office, Zhang Weiyi brought people to pick up the plane.

Holding a big sign with the words Huaqing Holdings Company written on it.

"Dr. Jiang." Zhang Weiyi looked at Jiang Xiaobai and his group coming out and waved.

"Mr. Jiang, there is here." Li Longquan pointed to Jiang Xiaobai and said.

"Ah, OK, where?" Jiang Xiaobai shivered.

This ghost place in the north is so cold, especially in winter.

At this time, the weather in Pengcheng in China is just about wearing a long-sleeved shirt.

And the weather in the capital is just about wearing a coat just now.

And here there is a big cotton jacket, and the second cotton pants are still cold.

"Dr. Jiang." Zhang Weiyi reached out to shake hands with Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head: "Don't hold your hands, let's hurry up and leave, it's too cold."

Wearing a train cap and a thick cotton mask, both eyes exposed.

"Okay, let's go, the car outside is ready." Zhang Weiyi waved his hand, and a group of people behind him surrounded Jiang Xiaobai and others tightly.

There are yellow skin and white skin locals.

"Damn." This big move scared Jiang Xiaobai, Li Longquan and others.

In particular, Li Longquan immediately became alert and took a defensive posture.

I thought Zhang Weiyi wanted to do something and wanted to kidnap Jiang Xiaobai? So many people were gathered around.

Li Longquan didn't know the amount of investment here, but he could have allowed Jiang Xiaobai to come here many times, so far away.

He also sent Zhang Weiyi, the deputy general manager of the Deligan General, to a long time, and funds are bound to be indispensable.

So it is not impossible if something really happens.

If you are a foreign country, it is definitely correct to keep more snacks before you understand the situation.

"Mr. Jiang, it's not safe outside now, so I brought more people. There are still people outside to protect your safety." Zhang Weiyi explained to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and asked, "Is this mess here now?"

"Well, it's not very good. At the beginning of this year..." Zhang Weiyi said a few major events.
Chapter completed!