split sky ride

Chapter 33 - Losing Money...

"Hey, little 'rookie', come on, come on, come with me, sit down first and then talk."

The big bear couldn't help but pull Chen Fei to the arm-wrestling table, pressed the opposite seat, put the miserable-looking AK-47 on the table, and said: "We are familiar with each other, but today you have to give me A confession!"

If this is an ordinary modern firearm, it’s fine. However, there are not many such original AKs in the world, and the ones that are almost brand new are even rarer. Uncle Chekhov has a good temper at the moment when the little boy gave him a fat beating.

"I, I, I, I don't know!"

Chen Fei trembled.

The gun has become like this, what else can I do?
He didn't know where to get such an antique and famous gun, and he probably would have to lose a lot of money.

"Listen, this AK-47 is the original product from the Izhefusko Armory Factory 100 years ago. The market price is 280 million, but I only paid 230 million to get it. I will give you a 180% discount, remove the odds, and pay [-] million will do for me.”

Chekov snapped his fingers, and reported a number that was innocent and honest.

Antique famous guns are non-renewable popular collectibles, and the market will only increase. It is estimated that in a few years, it is not impossible to break 300 million.

Just now, the acquaintance price of 230 million stars is not easy to deal with.

"But I have no money!"

Chen Fei's face was pale, he shook his head like a rattle, and panicked even more when he said these words.

He is now in the late stage of poverty and illness, and as a millionaire, how can he have so much money to pay to the other party, let alone a huge sum of 180 million stars, even if he sells him, he can't afford it.

"You have no money?"

Chekov looked dubious. In his own opinion, 180 million star dollars is not a lot of money.

The others fell silent one after another. They looked at Chen Fei sympathetically. This kid might be about to be beaten soon.

If anyone regards the squadron leader of the "True Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron as some kind of talkative good man and faithful woman, it is definitely a big mistake.

The fist of the big bear beat the person, and it was light even after lying down for half a month.

Chen Fei said bitterly: "Captain Chekov, it's not that I don't want to pay, but I still owe 700 million star dollars, not to mention 180 million star dollars, not even 1 star dollars. Come to pay off the debt, how can there be money."

Unexpectedly, such an unlucky thing happened, it was really a leaky house, and it was raining at night, and even a fart could hurt his heel.

What's more, the debt of 700 million star yuan needs to calculate interest. Even if it is not a usury, one eight points is always required. His current salary is not enough to pay the interest, but the credit company is looking at Chen Fei's future. After all, they are undergraduates from prestigious universities who are preparing for postgraduate entrance examinations. Today's college students are quite valuable.

If it was a pheasant college student, the credit company would not even pay attention to it.

"No money..."

Chekov frowned, and tapped his fingers on the wrist-wrestling table again and again.

I kindly lent a gun to the other party for self-defense on the way back and forth, but I never expected that a good AK-47 automatic rifle turned into such a miserable appearance when I came back, and my heart was naturally not ordinary.

Who knows what happened to this antique gun in the hands of this rookie.

Others sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, fearing that this bear-like big bear would lose control of his emotions and kill people on the spot, so they persuaded them one after another. Among them were several pilots of the "True Fragrance" Squadron.

"Chekov, don't mess around. He's still a newcomer. Calm down. If Manager Morris finds out, you'll have nothing to eat."

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, the rookie is still young, and he will always make it back. Hey, rookie, hurry up and call your family and find a way to raise money! You are really too careless."

"There will always be a way, don't bother you two!"

"Let's think of a way together and help the rookie."

"Yes, the cafeteria is short of staff recently, rookies have racial talent, you can give it a try."

"Didn't Manager Morris keep saying that he would arrange an apprentice for the old man of the Neanderthal tribe, who would also be able to look after the energy tower at night. At least he is a skilled worker. If he works part-time, he will definitely be able to get an extra salary."

……

Some were pulling Chekhov to work, some were persuading Chen Fei, and some were coming up with ideas out of nowhere, all chattering and messing around.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise."

Chekov waved his arms, making everyone quiet again. He stared at Chen Fei and said, "Rookie, doesn't your family have any money?"

"My elder brother just bought a house for his marriage. After paying the down payment and the money for drinks, everyone's salary has to be paid back monthly, and there is not much balance at all."

Chen Fei spread his hands helplessly.

He carried the debts of the credit company by himself, so he didn't have to share the monthly payment of his elder brother's wedding house. However, after the debts were automatically deducted from his own salary, what was left was barely enough for daily expenses.

At this time, although the woman was very annoyed by what happened to the Chen family, especially the catastrophe caused by the stupid sister-in-law Chen Meng, she finally married her daughter and helped repay the mortgage together.I have to say that the eldest brother Chen Shi has a good vision, and he found a girlfriend from a good family, who didn't "stop the loss" in time as a matter of course. Even if the woman regrets the marriage, the Chen family can't say anything, let alone blame others.

"Rookie, now you have only one way to go."

The big bear glared at Chen Fei who was on the opposite side of the arm-wrestling table.

"You, you say!"

Chen Fei panicked a lot, what the hell is labor and management selling art instead of selling themselves, tool people also have human rights, they would rather take what is straight than ask what is wrong, and would rather be a 24K straight man who is not bent.

"Join the 'True Fragrance' flying squadron and follow me. All your flying allowance will be used to pay back the money."

Chekov pointed to himself with his thumb, arrogant and domineering.

This is probably the only way out right now.

However, the remuneration of the combat flight squadron has always been good, and the salary level can definitely be ranked in the forefront of the air base. As long as they can fly for ten or eight years, they will definitely be able to pay back the AK-47 account.

"This won't work, it won't work, I don't know how to fly a plane."

Chen Fei hurriedly shook his head, the big bear's proposal was completely a strongman lock man.

Even though Chekov had mentioned before that he would join the combat flight squadron, he had no intention of agreeing to it at all.

Chen Fei's time in the machine repair team was full and he couldn't make up a full month. Now he can't even fully understand the structure of the A-39B "Big Mouth" light turboprop attack aircraft, let alone fly it. The understanding of aspects is almost a blank sheet of paper.

What's more, the last time Chekov abducted Chen Fei into the cockpit, he directly confronted the gold-type dragon without saying a word, which was no different from taking on the ultimate boss when he first arrived in Novice Village. Now he has a psychological shadow. Once I went to heaven, I almost lost my life, and I got a new debt of 200 million stars. If I go to the second time, the third time... I will let people live, and I won’t take such a trap.

It is impossible to fly, and it is impossible to fly in this life. At most, you can take a commercial airliner.

The big bear patted the table between the two of them hard, and threatened with a ferocious face: "No? Then lose money, either a brand new AK from the original factory, or 180 million star dollars, not a big one."

Labor and management also want money, and none of them want to run away.

"Rookie, you just follow!"

"Yes, yes, Major Chekov is also for your own good."

"Squadron leader, please speak well, it will scare the rookie."

The people around persuaded again, this time no longer talking about each other, but unified their opinions, and together persuaded Chen Fei to join Major Chekhov's "True Fragrance" combat flight squadron.

"..."

Chen Fei entered a weak, helpless and pitiful mode.

Whoever makes him poor, it doesn't make sense to be poor, the five elements lack gold, blame God!

"I'll say it again, after dinner tomorrow, come to the meeting room of the dormitory area of ​​the 'Zhenxiang' squadron for an interview, if you don't come, hum!"

Chekov clenched his fists and made a crackling sound, looking like a big brother in society.

Most of the employees at the entire 911/[-] base were tool people, even Executive Manager Maurice Morgan, but these guys in the Combat Flight Squadron were not.

As a high-tech job whose seniority is measured by the number of hours, you can make a living no matter where you go, the salary is not bad, and the work is easy.Even if the age limit is reached, after retirement, you can still be a flight instructor or something. If you have a good pen, you can participate in writing a few flight lesson plans, earn some manuscript fees, and live a pleasant retirement life.
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