Siberia, primeval forest, hunting area—

Holding the hunting rifle, when he saw the familiar smiling face in the scope, Alach snorted coldly and aimed at the gun - if possible, he would shoot at any time. After all, this is a hunting area, so it is normal for a little "accident" to happen.

However, Alach quickly put down the hunting rifle because in the scope, he saw three people suddenly appearing around Song Zhichao, all holding the hunting rifle, and the other party's prey was him - Alach.

Yes, Alach could feel the danger of three guns aimed at him, so at the first moment, Alach gave up the idea of ​​shooting Song Zhichao with one shot, instead laughed and waved to Song Zhichao, as if he was happy to meet his old friends.

In the distance, when Song Zhichao saw him wave, he waved his arms, and the two walked towards each other.

Soon, the two groups of people met. Alach and Song Zhichao handed the shotgun in their hands to the people around them, and they were so intimately intimate, shook hands and hugged them - those who didn't know thought they were such good friends.

Alach smiled and said to Song Zhichao first: "Hello, my dear Chinese friend, I didn't expect to see you here."

Song Zhichao also smiled and said, "Yes, it's really an honor to be able to see you again."

"We met in Moscow not long ago, and now we are here again, it seems that we are really destined to be together." Alach slapped Song Zhichao on the shoulder, as if an elder was telling his heart to his younger generation.

Song Zhichao took off his deer leather gloves, patted him in his palm, and said, "Damn it, I don't know which bastard was fanning the flames and causing me to go on a major strike in the oil field. There is no way, as the boss, I can only come and have a look."

"Oh, is it? That guy is so hateful, as you say," Alach said shamelessly.

Song Zhichao had to accept that it would not be possible to reason with such shameless people.

"But fortunately I handled it in time, and now all the problems have been solved."

"So congratulations, it seems that Old Yorke has a good son-in-law - although you are Chinese, I admire you very much. It's a pity that I don't have a daughter, only two incompetent sons." Alach sighed.

Song Zhichao suddenly pointed to the two unlucky hunting dogs who were shot and injured by him and said, "These two dogs are yours. I didn't figure it out just now. I'm really sorry for hurting them."

"It's okay, you didn't mean it, didn't you? It's just a pity that the two mooses were missing. In my Siberian Development Department's office, the head of a moose was hung on the wall as an ornament." Alach said, and then looked at Song Zhichao meaningfully and said, "But it would be nice if you could hang something else for decoration."

Song Zhichao smiled and touched his chin: "You can't be too greedy - two mooses, if you shoot one, you'll be fine, but if you want to kill two birds with one stone, it will be more than worth the effort."

Alah's eyes frightened: "Is that so? But in my opinion, this is Siberia. I'm so humble to say, I'm the king here - I want as much as I want, and I'll shoot a few if I want! In the hunting area, of course, the more prey you shoot, the better - uh, in the words of you Chinese, the better, isn't it?"

Faced with Alach's arrogance, Song Zhichao put his deer-skin gloves on his hand again, and said while wearing them: "You are right, but there is another old saying in China, "Greedy is not enough to swallow an elephant, and you must stop doing anything in moderation."

Alach sneered: "Is that so? Then let's compare and see who hunts the most prey on this land this time!"

"I am willing to accompany you!" Song Zhichao smiled and gestured to the people around him. A Jin and the other three immediately turned around and left with their guns with their hands.

Looking at Song Zhichao's departure back, Alach suppressed his anger and whispered: "One day I will hang your head on my wall like a moose - yes, damn Chinese!"

Just as Alach cursed loudly, beep, beep!

The subordinate next to him, "Mr. Minister, your phone number."

As a senior here, Alach carried a mobile phone with him, but it was too deserted and the communication signal was not very good.

Alach answered the phone and spent a long time to hear what was being said.

When he found out that there was an oil exploration expert on the plane that fell nearby and left a volume of oil fields that had not been mined in the Siberian region, Alach immediately understood the benefits and interests. You must know that less than three years after the Soviet Union collapsed, many of the former senior Soviet officials turned into financial oligarchs and oil tycoons. Unfortunately, Alach did not catch the opportunity and missed the opportunity to become a super oligarch.

Nowadays, the reason why Alach constantly opposes Yorke to annex three oil fields under Song Zhichao is to occupy huge oil profits.

But now, when such news suddenly popped up, Alach was alert at the first time - this is an opportunity!

A rare opportunity!

Siberia has a vast territory, especially rich storage of natural resources such as oil and natural gas. If you can find the mining land correctly and then buy that land through legal means, you will become an oil tycoon in a blink of an eye!

Oil tycoon,

Oil oligopolies,

A net worth of 100 billion!

Thinking of this, Alach felt excited and couldn't help but raise his hunting rifle and thump into the sky, and fired several shots, which made the wild birds in the forest scream and flew out one after another.

After venting his excitement, Alach immediately replied to his son Victor on the phone: "Arranging the time, I want to meet that Anglev in person!"

...

Siberia, the most advanced Russian restaurant,

Petersburg Restaurant—

As the "king" of Siberia, Alach directly booked this luxurious restaurant tonight and no one else was allowed to enter.

At this time, in the restaurant, Alach, wearing a green Russian military uniform, had been waiting for a long time, next to him were his two sons Victor and Saiklau.

Although he had withdrawn from the army and became the Minister of Development here, Alach still likes to wear military uniforms and believes that he is the most majestic and the most iron-blooded person in military uniforms.

Indeed, the tight Russian military uniform, paired with black leather boots, and armed belts, made Lahna's fat figure become taller.

In the restaurant, Alach's favorite former Soviet song "Hawthorn Tree" is played-

The singing ripples gently on the water at dusk,

The factory in the twilight has shined,

The train is running fast,

The car windows are brightly lit.

Two young men under the hawthorn tree are looking forward to me.

Oh, the dense hawthorn tree, the white flowers are blooming,

Why do our hawthorn tree be sad?

Alach listened absent-mindedly to the song and looked at the military camouflage watch on his hand. It was one minute before the agreed time.

Alach dislikes those who are not punctual the timeliest. He silently recites the number of seconds in his mind. If the other party has not appeared yet, he will be furious.

Nineteen Eight Seven, Six Five Four Three...

It was about to count to the last three seconds, and at this time, a voice said, "Sorry, I'm late!"

As he spoke, a middle-aged man walked in from outside with a smile.

Victor attached to Alach's ear and whispered: "He is Anglev-I have checked his background, a senior engineer of the Russian Ministry of Aviation, and is still the person in charge there, and he has a lot of power."

He is also a person with status.

After hearing Victor say this, Alach smiled, immediately stood up, greeted him in person, and said, "It's okay, my name is Alach - welcome you!" After that, he took the initiative to move forward and shake hands with Anglev and hug him.

The two separated—
Chapter completed!