When Jing Jian saw Marshal Miao Ke, he had basically recovered. He found that Jing Jian was drunk and Marshal Miao Ke smiled: "The official drink party has ended, but ours has not started yet. Young man, can you still fight? Let's go, we will not return until we get drunk tonight."

Jing Jian's legs became weak. Do you want to put himself down? Anyway, today I am sacrificing my life to accompany the gentleman, and Jing Jian is ready to go out: "Uncle, you are the marshal, I am the soldier, so you can order it!"

"Okay!" The adjutant Colonel Gabrov and others shouted in unison. Marshal Miaoke laughed, but couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. Why did this kid call me "uncle"?

Nona was already happy with Jing Jian's drunken look, but she didn't feel anything was wrong. When she was traveling a few days ago, Jing Jian often spoke like this, so before she knew it, Nona had already gotten used to it.

The private banquet is much easier than the formal banquet. After drinking a few cups, everyone started singing and dancing in a vain under the performance of the small band. Gradually, they sang famous songs of the Patriotic War in unison. Nona danced happily in the middle of the venue, and Jing Jian accompanied this familiar melody, no longer cared about so many, sang Chinese lyrics, as if he had returned to the passionate years.

After the song, Nona sweated on her forehead, picked up a large glass of ice beer and drank it all. Jing Jian joked: "Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Nona raised her eyebrows proudly: "That's my talent!" Showing off that she won't get fat no matter how much she eats.

Jing Jian also picked up a glass of ice beer, hugged Nona and sat on the sofa: "I agreed, where do you want, how about the deputy general manager of the new company?"

"If you want to be a general manager, you have to be a general manager." Nona also drank a lot of wine, "I want to stare at you, a greedy and corrupt capitalist, and never let a ruble fall into your pocket."

"Okay." Jing Jian didn't care about the position of the general manager at all, and even the position of the chairman was not rare. The company's specific operations in the future would be quite formal, ensuring that every shareholder would be satisfied. Jing Jian was already disdainful of making small tricks here, and he was already satisfied with getting such a huge amount of rubles. Five years later? Five years later, the 10 billion rubles would be more than $1 million in loans under the contract.

When she heard Jing Jian agreeing, Nona smiled happily. She ran all the way to report the good news to Marshal Miao Ke. Jing Jian shook his head with a smile. It seemed that the stupid girls all over the world were so easy to coax.

However, at this moment, an officer suddenly rushed into the door. He held a piece of paper in his hand and spoke Russian language. He saw that the whole drink party was silent for an instant, and all the Soviets' faces were filled with complex expressions of nervousness, confusion, excitement, etc.

Jing Jian woke up halfway through the wine. What happened?

Marshal Miao Ke took the paper, read it quickly, and then gave a few instructions in Russian. However, his eyes immediately turned to Jing Jian, sighed clearly, and then gave another order in a low voice.

Several fully armed guards walked in and, led by Nona, came to Jing Jian: "Sorry, Bramble, you may need to stay here for a few days. Please leave quickly, I will arrange your accommodation for you."

Jing Jian felt that everyone was staring at him. He knew that something must have happened, and that he was the only outsider here, so he was inexplicably involved in this matter.

At this time, you must be honest. So Jing Jian left the main building with Nona and came to a building behind the main building. He found that Jing Jian was nervous and Nona laughed "spooky", which felt quite interesting: "I thought you wouldn't be afraid. Don't worry, this has nothing to do with you. Who told you to hear it by chance?"

Jing Jian was relieved by half, but no one wanted to be under house arrest for no reason. He immediately cried out: "Dear, I don't understand Russian?"

Nona shook her head firmly. Regardless of whether Jing Jian can understand it or not, isolation measures are also essential: "Okay! Be a good boy. I will arrange your diet for you, and I will arrange whatever you need to read and entertain you. Kukuku, I like your sad face. This is my thanks to you, thank you for letting me be the general manager." After saying that, Nona stood on tiptoe and kissed Jing Jian's lips gently.

"Don't worry! You will definitely become an intern, and you will be fired at any time." From Nona's words, it was confirmed that this matter really had nothing to do with me, and the future cooperation would never affect it. Jing Jian became active again. When he thought about it, he felt that he was at a disadvantage. He immediately hugged Nona's slender waist and ate it hard on her mouth.

The guard next to him laughed loudly, and Nona shyly pushed Jing Jian away. Maybe a woman was born with a maternal aura, so she patted Jing Jian on the chest: "The guest room here is pretty good, it's a room for entertaining VIPs. Be good? I will come to see you often, but I almost forgot that the 'dips' is ready, and I will send someone to your room later."

"So many? And the night is long?" Jing Jian hinted with a smile.

"It's really not possible tonight. Kukuku, you are such an unlucky boy!"

...

Regardless of whether it is unlucky or not, since he comes, he will be at peace and Jing Jian can only live here. When the hind legs of the cow are delivered, Jing Jian ate his whole meal and then went to bed.

However, if you want to sleep, you toss and turn and can't sleep. Jing Jian wondered, what was going on? Did something happen in the Soviet Union that he didn't know? Could it be that his butterfly wings changed the history of his previous life? Or did some other accident happen?

He was constantly thinking about it in his mind, so Jing Jian simply turned on the lights and walked back and forth in the room. Suddenly, he saw the wall clock on the wall. Midnight had just passed, and the calendar displayed was August 19th.

"August 19!" Jing Jian suddenly realized that it was this! This was the last effort of the conservatives of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union to save the Soviet Union, and launched a military coup on this day. Of course, the result was a start and abrupt end. Not only did it fail to save it successfully, it led to the accelerated disintegration of the Soviet Union.

But then Jing Jian almost regretted breaking his intestines. If he had remembered this matter earlier, he could have asked to sign a contract one day earlier, or not to come to Marshal Miao Ke tonight. After such a long time of contact, Marshal Miao Ke must be a conservative, so how could he not get involved in this matter?
Chapter completed!