International Hotel, Outside VIP Room, Toilet—

A group of people surrounded Popov and came to the bathroom.

The place was small, so the translator accompanied Popov to walk inside. Zhao Tiezhu took three subordinates in, and several lesbians who attended the dinner stayed outside waiting.

As a four-star hotel in Nandu, the bathroom layout and design are quite high-end. At least, it is not the kind of squatting pool, and the installation is a flush toilet.

Popov glanced at it, "The facilities here are OK, not as backward as I heard."

translate:"……"

I was stunned for a moment, and then translated it to Zhao Tiezhu and the others.

Zhao Tiezhu didn’t understand, who has heard from Popov? How backward is Nan?

Popov kicked the toilet with his feet, and suddenly seemed to notice something. He squatted down, took a look, and then frowned, "Oh, God, it's so disgusting!" After that, he quickly walked out.

"Oh, it's so disgusting!" The middle-parted translator learned from Popov's appearance, said disgustingly, and followed him out.

Zhao Tiezhu and others: "..."

He looked confused.

I don't understand what's going on from beginning to end.

"Manager, what's going on? Is this foreigner crazy? "

"How could this be? Is there something wrong with this toilet?" Zhao Tiezhu thought, someone else had already begun to check the toilet next to him.

"Manager, look!" The comrade who was checking the toilet suddenly pinched something with his fingers.

Zhao Tiezhu narrowed his eyes, and the others followed him and said: "..."

It was a thin hair.

...

In the VIP room—

"Comrade Popov, oh no, Mr. Popov, we have arranged for someone to clean the toilet again." Zhao Tiezhu explained sincerely after the butt of the secretary Popov.

"I have someone disinfected the toilet seat and wiped it again to ensure there will be no problems!"

The Chinese-partition translator translated Zhao Tiezhu's words to Popov, but Popov kept shook his head and said, "The problem? Isn't there any problem? Do you know who the person is about to be greeted? He is our greatest and most honorable Lord Chekov! Yes, it is him! He used to be a small vendor on the streets of Moscow. With his continuous efforts and his intelligence, he started from scratch and established a material company step by step. He monopolized Russia's largest material asset industry in just two years!"

"Now he has transformed himself from a small vendor who can't even take out ten rubles, into a billionaire - can you imagine it? What kind of state is that?" Popov said in a worshipful tone. "It is such a person, an existence that is simply a 'myth' in the eyes of us Moscows. Now that we are here and discuss business with you, you don't cherish such a rare opportunity, but you have made mistakes in this most critical aspect - God, I don't even know how to blame you!"

Zhao Tiezhu was already stunned when he heard this. It turned out that Chekov was so powerful, but he was still the "business myth" in the eyes of these Russians, and he was about to continue to explain.

But Popov shook his head and fingered, saying, "No need to explain - everything starts with small things. The smaller the things, the more you can reflect your abilities - details determine your winning or losing. God, you have disappointed me!"

"Oh no, Mr. Popov, you may have misunderstood. This is because the hotel work is not done well, and it has nothing to do with us." Zhao Tiezhu said anxiously.

"It has nothing to do with you? Who helped to book this hotel? Who booked this private room? God, do you like to shirke responsibility so much when doing things?" Popov asked in a questioning tone.

Although Zhao Tiezhu did not understand Russian, he also heard the other party's bad habits. After the translator explained, he waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I definitely don't mean this - I mean, we have a responsibility for this matter, and we have not checked it in place, so I hope you can give us a chance to reform." After that, Zhao Tiezhu shook his eyes at the translator.

After all, the translation has received benefits. At this time, I had to stand up and talk to them, explain it hard to Popov, then breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Zhao Tiezhu: "Okay, I will do my best too - Popov said that this matter would be fine, but when President Chikov comes later, you must do all the work and don't make any mistakes again."

Zhao Tiezhu and others nodded quickly: "It must be! It must be!"

Just as everyone was relieved, suddenly, a man broke in and said, "Director Zhao, the president named Chekov is here!"

The Chinese translation immediately translated the news to Popov.

Popov was stunned at first, then immediately took action to greet his big boss.

Zhao Tiezhu also hurriedly followed, and this time he finally met this mysterious Russian boss.

...

Outside the International Hotel—

When Popov, Zhao Tiezhu and his group rushed outside the hotel, they saw a red Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly parked in the parking space outside the hotel.

When the car door opened, the first thing that came down was a very imposing middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit and a big back. He looked around and looked around and looked in a very stylish style.

Zhao Tiezhu had sharp eyes. At this moment, he had already seen clearly who this style of middle-aged man was - he turned out to be Fang Guoqing, the head of the Investment Promotion Department of Nandu City, and also the director of the Development and Reform Commission. He is one of the top official officials in Nandu City.

In addition to the red Mercedes-Benz, the license plate number is three 888, which is a commercial specialized vehicle specially prepared by the Investment and Commercial Bureau for VIPs. Zhao Tiezhu further confirmed that the person was Minister Fang.

But soon, a scene that surprised Zhang Tiezhu appeared. After Minister Fang got out of the car, he took the initiative to go over and help open the car door.

At this time, a blonde foreigner got out of the car - not too big, a little thin, but full of energy. Needless to say, this must be Chekov, the Russian tycoon who came here to inspect today, and only he was qualified to let the respected Minister Fang open the car door for him.

When it comes to treating foreign guests, Minister Fang has always been very proactive, active and enthusiastic.

After getting off the car, the Russian boss Chekov seemed to have a warm conversation with Minister Fang Guoqing.

The two of them smiled and seemed to be in a very happy mood. It was just that the distance was too far, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Just as Zhao Tiezhu and Popov and his group were trying to come forward to greet the two big bosses, an amazing scene appeared - the VIP foreigner Chekov suddenly turned around, bent down in a humble manner, then reached out and opened another car door.

Immediately afterwards, a black and bright leather shoe landed from the car. Against the backdrop of the hotel door lights, a man slowly got out of the car.

The light pulled the man's shadow very long.

That was a proud and upright young man.

Everyone including Zhang Tiezhu and Popov: "..."

In an instant, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"The one who helped people open the car door is Russian myth?"

"How is it possible? Is there any more honorable guests than him?"

"Am I dazzled my eyes? Could it be that this person is even more powerful than Chekov and Minister Fang?"

Finally, everyone's thoughts gathered into one sentence: "Who is he-?"

In particular, Popov widened his eyes. President Chekov, who was omnipotent in his mind, could have been called Russian myths, help a young man open the car door so humbly?

Look at that young man again—
Chapter completed!