industrial overlord

Chapter 435 Gold Steering Wheel Medal
Less than 500 meters away from the gate of Shark Design Institute is a newly opened bar street.Dozens of doors opened on the narrow street, with strange neon lights at the door, and Western-style rock music playing from large speakers, shaking the floor tiles on the street as if they were constantly vibrating.

Lin Zhenhua, Chen Tian, ​​and Liu Xianghai followed Liusha to the bar street and walked into a bar called "Mexico Gulf".As soon as they entered the door, everyone frowned slightly, and saw that the whole hall was in chaos, groups of drunken men were sitting or standing, dancing and shouting.The colored spotlights spun rapidly above their heads, shining beams of red, green and green lights on their faces, making their expressions look more hideous and terrifying.There was a smell of low-quality alcohol in the air. Lin Zhenhua and the others only stood there for a short while before they felt dizzy, as if they were drunk.

"Andrei, look, Tuchinov is at the bar. It looks like he is negotiating the price with the bar owner." Liusha is no stranger to this bar, she pointed in the direction of the bar, Said to Liu Xianghai.

"Let's go, go and have a look." Liu Xianghai said to everyone.

Several people squeezed through the crowd and came to the bar.There were four or five people around the bar, and the leader was a man in his early 50s. Even if he looked from behind, he could see that his hair had lost more than half of his hair, revealing a shiny top of his head.Across the bar, standing face to face with him was the owner of the bar, a shrewd man in his 40s.The two seemed to be talking about something, and the bald man kept moving his hands, as if a little excited.

"Is he Tuchinov?" Liu Xianghai pointed to the bald man and asked Liu Sha in surprise.In his memory, Tuchinov was a handsome young man, how could he connect this lonely man in front of him with his former classmates.

"Yes, he has become like this now." Liusha replied, "I'll go and call him here."

"Please wait a moment." Lin Zhenhua said: "Mrs. Tuchinov, let's listen to what they are saying first. After understanding the situation clearly, it will be easier for us to persuade him."

Liu Sha hesitated for a moment, Liu Xianghai murmured a few words in Russian to her, she nodded, and sat down at a table next to the bar with Lin Zhenhua and others.Among them, only Lin Zhenhua did not understand Russian, but Chen Tian and Liu Xianghai would translate for him sentence by sentence, so that he could understand the conversation between Tuchinov and the bar owner.

"I said, Anatoly, how many times do I have to tell you before you are willing to sell me a bottle of rum? Do you think my credit is not worth a bottle of wine?" Tuchinov rolled his tongue Talk to the barkeeper.

Anatoly is obviously the name of the owner of the bar, Liu Sha introduced in a low voice, this Anatoly was originally a handyman at the Shark Design Institute, who resigned two years ago to open the bar, because of his brain Flexible, making more money every month than any scientist in the design institute.After making a fortune, he drove a luxury car to and from get off work every day, and his wife and children were dressed in brand-name clothing, making him look like a nouveau riche.

"Academician Tuchinov, can I still not know your credit? When I was in the Design Institute, you were the leader of my leader. However, you also know that business is too difficult now. My The funds cannot be turned around, and if everyone owes me credit, I am afraid that this small bar of mine will close soon." Anatoly put on a pitiful look and said to Turchinov.However, his words seemed so harsh to Lin Zhenhua and others.

"What the fuck! He's just a handyman, let's see how he behaves!" Chen Tian muttered angrily.

"Those who make missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs. It seems that this is not limited to China." Lin Zhenhua sighed in a toneless tone.

Liu Xianghai sighed and said, "This is a kind of sadness. I hope this phenomenon will not happen again in our country."

"I said Anatoly, I will not owe you any money." Tuchinov continued to work on Anatoly, "Look, I brought the collateral, this is a box of medals , I bet them with you, can't I get a bottle of wine?"

As he spoke, Tuchinov took out a large cardboard box from his arms and spread it out on the bar counter.A few idlers around came over, looked at the shiny box of medals, and clicked their tongues repeatedly.In the Soviet Union, medals represent a person's achievements and also represent a person's status. There are not many people like Tuchinov who have so many medals, even in the Shark Design Institute.

Anatoly was unmoved, he chuckled, and said bitterly: "Tuchnov, I am not a pawnshop here, what is the use of me accepting your medal? Besides, let's stay in the design institute." Anyone who has ever lived, who doesn't have a few medals? Our great Soviet regime has no other skills, and the award of medals is the first in the world. Look at this 'Medal for Service to the Motherland in the Soviet Armed Forces', it is so ridiculous If you go to the United States to see, they don’t talk about serving the motherland at all, what they pay attention to is the supremacy of the individual, and the country serves the individual.”

"What the hell, has he ever been to America?" Chen Tian cursed angrily again, he spoke Chinese, and he didn't worry about the people next to him hearing it.

Lin Zhenhua said: "It doesn't matter whether he has been there or not. The important thing is that he has an American heart. I think people who worship the United States like him are rare in the United States."

Tuchinov was choked speechless by Anatoly. He looked back at the people around him and asked, "Everyone, is there anyone who wants to buy the medal? This is a very good collection."

Several people standing beside him looked at each other, as if hesitating whether to ask the price.At this time, a Westerner in a suit came over and said to Tuchinov in English: "Sir, are you planning to sell these medals?"

"Yes." Tuchinov also changed his words to speak English, and he asked the man, "Why, are you going to buy it? Are you American or British?"

"I'm an American businessman." The man said, "Some of my friends are interested in medals from the Soviet era, and I've bought quite a few. Excuse me, do you have anything new here? Shit, I'm not interested."

Tuchinov pointed to the box and said, "Look for yourself, I think there will be medals you are interested in."

The American leaned forward and pulled out the cardboard box with his hands, and his eyes suddenly shone.As one of the best naval equipment designers in the entire Soviet Union, Tuchinov has received a large number of medals, and the ranks are also very high. Many of the medals in this paper box are something the American has never seen before.Although Americans don't understand the classification of Soviet medals, he can judge their value only from the texture of these medals.

"Oh, that's great!" said the American. "It seems that I came here today. There are really some good things here. Let me see, what is your medal called?"

As he spoke, the American picked up a medal with his hand and shook it for Tuchinov to see.Lin Zhenhua and the others also looked over, and saw that it was a medal in the shape of a steering wheel, the surface was plated with gold, and it shone brightly under the light, which was really beautiful.

Tuchinov looked up, and his eyes sparkled.He raised his hand, as if he wanted to take the medal back, but he hesitated for a moment, and then put down his hand.He said in a very nostalgic tone: "This medal, called the Gold Steering Wheel Medal, is awarded to those who have made significant contributions to the Navy."

"Golden steering wheel!" Someone among the onlookers shouted out, "Oh, let me see, I only saw its name in the newspaper, let me think, this kind of gold steering wheel medal, a total of Only less than 10 were awarded, right? No, it should be only 8. By the way, I just heard the boss call you an academician, no wonder you have such a medal."

"Really?" The American turned to look at the interlocutor, then looked at the medal carefully, and then asked Tuchinov, "Sir, how much do you plan to sell this medal for?"

"Well..." Tuchinov hesitated, obviously reluctant to part with the medal.This was personally rewarded by Brezhnev, General Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union when the aircraft carrier designed by him was launched, which is of great significance.

"No, academician! This medal must not be sold!" The man who had just interrupted took a step forward and snatched the medal from the Americans.He held the medal in his hand and looked at it, wiped the stains on it carefully, then handed it back to Tuchinov, and said: "Academician, such a medal should not be sold, it is Your honor."

"Honor, what's the use of honor?" Tuchinov continued the medal and said self-deprecatingly.

"Honor is of course useful." The person who interrupted said seriously, "Academician, you should know that this level of medal is awarded to those who have made great contributions to the Red Navy. It not only represents your glory, but also represents Glory to our Red Navy."

"Red Navy?" Tuchinov held up the medal, looked at the light, and then said loudly with drunkenness: "Where is there any more Red Navy! The Red Navy is over!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, academician, why is the Red Navy finished?" the man said, "Academician, you must be drunk, I think you should go back and rest early."

Turchinov waved his hand and said, "I'm not drunk! I'm very sober! You said the Red Navy, didn't you? I'm going to tell you that the Red Navy is over! Just last week, last week! Navy The last aircraft carrier was forced to decommission. The people above said that Russia is a country that pursues peace, and Russia does not need an aircraft carrier. Hahahaha, did you hear that, they said that Russia does not need an aircraft carrier! This is what I have heard Funniest joke ever!"

"How is this possible?" the onlookers whispered.

"This is true, but the reason for retiring is not because it is not needed, but because of the lack of maintenance costs." An insider broke the news.

"Maintenance costs are squandered by prodigal leaders," commented another.

Tuchinov's emotions were completely aroused, he turned around, faced everyone, and said in a hysterical tone: "Everyone, think about it, can a navy without an aircraft carrier still be called a navy? Can its fleet still fight? A fleet without an aircraft carrier can only be a target for the aircraft of the aggressor. No, do not call these targets the Red Navy, I will never admit that they are the Red Navy! Because, ours The Red Navy is proud, invincible, and invincible!"

Speaking of this, Tuchinov suddenly covered his face and burst into tears. He cried so unscrupulously, it seemed that all the grievances of these days were vented at this moment.He wiped the tears on his face carelessly with one hand, waved the gold steering wheel medal with the other hand, and shouted loudly: "Who wants this medal, let's make a price!"

"Academician, if you really don't want to keep it, please sell it to me. I am willing to keep it, but I can only offer 2 rubles." The person who interrupted earlier said.

"4." Someone began to increase the price.

"5..." The new price increaser seemed to be hesitant.

"10 million..."

"I'll offer $200." The American, who had been listening to the crowd, finally spoke.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone fell silent. The price offered by the Americans was unmatched by everyone.Over the past year, the ruble has depreciated very severely, and it is already at an absolute disadvantage compared with the US dollar.In the former Soviet Union, 1 ruble was once exchanged for 2 dollars.By the time of the collapse of the Soviet Union, 1 dollar was worth about 90 rubles.After Gaidar launched shock therapy, the value of the ruble shrank sharply. In more than half a year, 1 dollar can now be exchanged for nearly 1000 rubles.

The Americans quoted a price of 200 US dollars, equivalent to 20 rubles, which made the Russians present dare not increase the price.After all, buying a medal is of little significance to Russians. Everyone just instinctively wants to buy this medal out of respect for a period of history.No one would want to live in embarrassment just to buy a medal.

"$200, is there an increase?" The American looked at the crowd proudly, then took out two green bills from his pocket, and patted them gently on his hands.

Everyone shook their heads and looked at the gold steering wheel medal in Tuchinov's hand with sad eyes, feeling that it was about to fall into the hands of the Americans.

"100!"

Just as Tuchinov was preparing to make a deal with the Americans, a voice sounded.

100 million dollars!
Everyone present was shocked, and everyone turned their heads to look at the place where the sound came from.I saw a young man with an oriental face standing there, his face was full of tears, but there was a kind of determination in his eyes.

"I will offer 100 million US dollars! Do you still want to increase the price!" The young man shouted at the Americans as if in a demonstration.

　This chapter has been written for a long time and has been revised... In addition, the medal written in the novel does not exist, so there is no need to verify it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)