After learning that the Korshi Company people had fled Lutsk in panic because they had been threatened, Li Ye did not look too deeply into who that kidnapped "British Overseas Territories Citizen" was, though he had a faint feeling that it was most likely Lu Zixue.
What Pavlov did had nothing to do with me. I was busy.
Li Ye truly was busy. After pleasantly completing the first deal with Pavlov, he made a small request—to take a look at the big ship, the Varyag, at the Black Sea Shipyard in Mykolaiv City.
But one moment earlier, Pavlov had been thumping his chest and bragging, "Just name whatever you want. As long as the money is there, I can sell you XXX's ass," yet the instant he heard that Li Ye wanted to see that ship, he shook his head like a rattle-drum, clattering away.
"NO, NO, NO. You people are far too greedy. That ship is the glory of our country, one hundred percent not for sale. No matter how much money you offer, we will never sell it."
Li Ye blinked and said with a laugh, "Pavlov, isn't that ship still a half-finished product? What kind of glory is that?"
Pavlov shot Li Ye a sideways glance and stubbornly replied, "Even if it is only half-finished, don't you have nothing like it? Although our country is currently in difficulty, our industrial foundations are not something you can compare with. The Black Sea Shipyard stands in the first echelon worldwide. Once we endure this difficult period, we will inherit and surpass the glory of Soviet Russia."
Li Ye watched Pavlov talk on and on, spittle flying everywhere, and suddenly felt that this fellow wore several layers of disguises.
The first time Sun Xianjin had arranged a meeting with