For this action, Liu Qingshan raised a huge amount of nearly 10 billion US dollars.

It is now the early 1990s. After decades, this amount of funds will be in the hundreds of billions.

His goal is also very simple: spend all the money, spend all the money!

The result was good, Yin Wanov only spent one percent, which was a bit disappointed by Liu Qingshan.

After all, the more you spend, the more rewards you get will be. The return rate set by Liu Qingshan by this investment is at least a hundred times.

Is it possible? Of course it is possible, even hundreds or thousands of times possible. Otherwise, how do you think those oligarchs were born?

They just use extremely low prices to acquire bonds, and then acquire state-owned assets according to the value of the bonds, making a fortune in the country.

This will make one's own wealth expand rapidly, hundreds or thousands of times.

Yin Wanov also saw Liu Qingshan's disappointment: "My friend, many people are still illusions and are unwilling to sell the bonds they have. We still need time."

Liu Qingshan nodded: As time goes by, those bonds will become less valuable, and their acquisition costs will become lower and lower.

Yin Wanoff continued: "And our competitors are doing the same thing, and they also have strong funds and connections."

Since there is competition, it is difficult to control the price. Liu Qingshan is also very clear about this.

His plan is to complete the task of acquiring bonds at the end of this year, at the latest to the next year, taking advantage of the most chaotic times in recent years.

Then, we have to use bonds to exchange assets, whether it is large state-owned enterprises or various resources, to get as much as possible.

Especially mineral resources will have higher appreciation space in the future.

It was not until lunch time that Liu Qingshan ended his communication with Yin Wanov and Medvic. At the dining table, several wine glasses met together. Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "I wish us success."

Because Li Tieniu was pressing the formation on the wine table, Medevich and others did not dare to be presumptuous, and they just tried it casually.

Liu Qingshan even drank a symbolic drink, because in the afternoon, he had to take the train to the Amur Communist Qingcheng, where the major factories there were the main targets that Liu Qingshan paid attention to.

As for Bu City, it is just a port city, but it does not have a strong industrial foundation.

Liu Qingshan led Li Tieniu and ten special forces onto the train. There were not many passengers in the train, with more than half of the seats empty, and the carriages were messy, consistent with the current situation in this country.

Without Liu Qingshan's instructions, the captain Zhang Chang made a hidden gesture, and the special forces sat around with Liu Qingshan as the center.

At this time, the special forces were generally called the spy company, not the spy company, but the department that carried out special tasks.

Their Chinese faces immediately attracted the attention of passengers in the carriage.

Opposite Liu Qingshan, there was a short and thin middle-aged man with long hair and slightly bald.

This guy looks like a slut. As soon as Liu Qingshan sat down, he started chatting with him in a turbulent manner:

"Hello, my friend from China, my name is Gromov."

"Are you a businessman? What kind of business do? Are you doing big bubble gum..."

"You can call me Liu."

Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile, took out a few pieces of bubble gum from his bag and handed it over. The guy with a scattered mouth reminded him of an old Soviet movie, the two of them at the station, and the male protagonist there.

"Oh, thank you very much, maybe I can give you a drink of Watgar to honor me."

Gromov didn't know where to pull out a bottle of wine, but there was only a bottom left inside, which was not enough to drink in one sip.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand and signaled that he would not drink.

As Gromov chattered, the train slowly started.

Liu Qingshan also learned that Gromov was an engineer at a machinery factory in Gongqingcheng. His hometown was Bushi. He only went there to support the construction of Gongqingcheng.

Gongqingcheng is located on the east side of Bushi City. Because it is also built on the riverside of Longjiang, it is called Amur Gongqingcheng.

This big river is called Longjiang here, and the Amur River on the side of the Russians. It is at the mouth of the sea, just off the Kuye Island.

"Oh, prices soar, wages can't keep up, and even Wotterga can't drink." Gromov muttered, and then reluctantly drank all the vodka left in the bottle.

He shook the wine bottle hard, his face full of regret.

From last year to this year, the ruble has depreciated by a hundred times, but its salary has only increased by ten times, so the living conditions of ordinary people can be imagined.

"Friend, I still have a bottle of wine." Li Tieniu looked at the guy who was also a fellow man and handed over a bottle of Lao Baigan.

"Oh, my friend, you are so happy!" Gromov jumped up, hugged Lao Baigan tightly in his arms, and kissed him hard on the bottle cap:

"I have already smelled the wonderful fragrance of wine, oh, my friend, long live friendship!"

This guy screamed for a long time before he opened the wine bottle, poured half into his empty bottle, and then returned the remaining half to Li Tieniu: "Cheers for our friendship!"

This guy looks like a drunkard, but his alcohol tolerance is relatively poor. After drinking half a pound of wine, his face turned red, his eyes straightened, and his tongue became big.

It’s also nice to have this travel companion, you won’t be too lonely on the journey.

The train rumbled across the Siberian land, passing through forests and snow fields, breaking through this quiet land.

When it was almost midnight, the passengers in the car were basically drowsy.

Dangdang, suddenly, a few crisp sounds burst out, and everyone was shocked and woke up from their dreams.

I saw that at some point, seven or eight big men appeared in the carriage, each with shiny heads, wearing leather jackets, jingling, and a lot of metal jewelry.

Baldheads!

The passengers were suddenly energetic. These guys were the most brutal underground forces, and they would not even blink if they killed people.

"Friends, don't be afraid, let's continue to sleep. We promise that we will not disturb our compatriots' dreams."

The leader was a strong bald man holding a military sting in his hand and repairing his nails slowly.

The passengers' movements were surprisingly consistent, all of them slung their heads in an instant, and a few of them even snored softly.

Then, the bald guys put their fierce eyes on the faces of foreigners such as Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan and his group had long discovered this group of uninvited guests.

I have also heard before that when riding a train with the Russians, I sometimes encounter robbers and even lose my life.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so blatant that it was obvious that the social order here had completely collapsed and entered the darkest moment.

The special forces led by Zhang Chang were ready to attack the moment the group of bald men came in.

However, Liu Qingshan suppressed his hands and they stopped moving.

"Friends from China, welcome to come here to be a guest. Please allow me to express my welcome to you."

The bald man in the lead opened his arms and said arrogantly: "For safety reasons, please give me all your belongings to me for safekeeping."

This is clearly a robbery.

Liu Qingshan didn't make a sound, but just looked at the other person with a smile.

"Friend, don't you understand Russian?"

The bald man is really good. He actually speaks stiff Mandarin. It seems that he is not good at robbing these days, and it is really not good to know a foreign language.

Their target is mainly businessmen from China.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand and was about to speak when he saw Gromov in the seat opposite jumping up suddenly, screaming:

"You damn guys, you actually treat friends from China like this. You are simply robbers!"

Among the Russians who bowed their heads, this comrade Gromov seemed very alternative.

The bald man was stunned, and then threatened viciously: "Get out of here, it's nothing to do!"

"No, you bastards, this is destroying the friendship between our two countries. I don't allow you to do this!" Gromov seemed to have not sobered up yet, so he was full of courage.

As a result, my neck was suddenly pinched by the bald man's big hand, and then I took it directly into the air: "Shut up, believe it or not and throw you out of the car window!"

Gromov kicked his legs, and a bottle of wine appeared in his hand in a elusive way. With a bang, he hit the bald man hard on the head.

With a whistle, the blood came down.

The big man was not confused, and he probably never expected that someone would dare to attack them.

He realized that the man was so fierce that he was so angry that he was so angry that he showed his fierce look: "I want to kill you!"

The military stent in his other hand stabbed Gromov violently.

"Murder!"

Gromov's wine sobered up and screamed like a pig.

However, the pain of the body being stabbed into by a knife did not come.

It was Liu Qingshan who took the action and held the big man's arm holding the knife, and the blade could not move forward in an inch.

Li Tieniu was even more straightforward and swung his palm and slashed the bald man on the back of the neck.

The big man immediately fell down like dough.

At the same time, ten special forces soldiers also took action together. They had already divided the targets and subdued the enemy as soon as they took action.

In the blink of an eye, all the bald men were lying in the carriage.

They seem to be vicious, but in terms of combat effectiveness, they are far inferior to those special forces.

Liu Qingshan looked at the dark night outside the car window, and Zhang Chang immediately understood. He opened the car window and stuffed all the bald men outside one by one, and threw down the speeding train.

As for whether it is death or life, who cares?

The Russians in this carriage stopped pretending to be asleep, and all looked at Liu Qingshan and his group in shock.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said, "It's late at night, good night."

So the Russians' heads drooped down again, and there were familiar snoring sounds.

Only Gromov was still standing there, he blinked his eyes a few times, and then grabbed the hair like a chicken coop:
Chapter completed!