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Chapter 295 Deep cold, bone-chilling cold

"Dip! Dip!"

Considering that the visiting heads of state and dignitaries are relatively old, the foreign affairs phone equipped in the Diaoyutai Hotel does not sound as loud and harsh as an ordinary phone. Instead, it sounds a bit round and polished, which is obviously a special design.

But even so, in the currently silent room, it still sounded like thunder, like a loud bell, and every sound was like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's heart.

No matter what the purpose is, everyone is feeling anxious at this time, as if they are waiting for the judgment of fate.

Milhay lowered his head and his mind was running rapidly. He now had three questions in his mind. How did the minister know about the sale of the aircraft? Why would the minister interfere in such a small matter? Why would the minister stop it?

To be honest, if it were not for the fact that Huaxia purchased the aircraft, it was also a private enterprise, and it was in the form of barter, let alone alarming the minister, even he would not have cared too much, let alone come to Huaxia to inspect it in person

.

For him, this kind of transaction is just a matter of taking a look at the document and then signing it. As for the rest, the people below will handle it. With so many people in the ministry, he can't just go to the ministerial level whenever something happens.

If you take action personally, then you are raising waste.

He was really puzzled.

Mou Qizhong looked at Milhay eagerly. His only hope now was Milhay.

The phone call finally got through, and Milhay said respectfully: "Minister Maxim, I would like to ask you, is there anything wrong with the transaction between Kuibyshev Aircraft Manufacturing Factory and Huaxia Enterprises?"

After hearing this, Andrei, the deputy director of the Kuibyshev Factory, rolled his eyes angrily. It was clearly Mirhay who was in charge of this matter. The Kuibyshev Factory only cooperated. The only advantage was that it could sell the aircraft in stock.

, and then just provide some benefits to employees, most of which belong to the Ministry of Aviation Industry.

But now in Milhay's words, their Kuibyshev factory has actually become the leader.

But what can he do if he is angry? He can crush people to death at the highest official level, let alone a leader like Milhay.

After all, the Kuibyshev Factory is just an enterprise under the Ministry of Aviation Industry, and even their factory director would not dare to challenge a powerful deputy minister like Mirkhay.

There was silence on the other end for a few breaths, and Maxim said slowly: "Milhay, I know you have worked hard and put a lot of effort into this matter, but this belongs to Deputy Prime Minister Kadenikov.

mean."

After hearing this, Milhay was completely dumbfounded, and even felt his heart being pinched severely.

It is no longer important whether a deal can be reached or not. What is important is that this is actually the instruction of Deputy Prime Minister Kadenikov.

He originally thought that it would be incredible to alarm Maxim, but who knew that there was a great master named Kadenikov standing behind him.

This shouldn't be the case. To Kadenikov, this should be just a trivial matter the size of a sesame seed or a mung bean. It should not even reach Kadenikov's ears at all.

But Kadenikov knew about it and blocked the transaction.

Unless he or someone related to this transaction had offended Kadanikov, otherwise he really couldn't figure out why Kadanikov knew about it and wanted to stop the transaction.

Thinking of this, Milhay panicked even more.

"Milhay, you can rest in China for two days, see the beautiful scenery of China, eat some Chinese delicacies, and just treat it as a tourist to relax." Maxim said.

At this time, Milhay's heart was completely confused. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was shaking with cold. He hurriedly said: "Minister, I will go back right away."

In this situation, I'm afraid it's not just a matter of two days of rest. If something goes wrong, I'll have to take a permanent rest!

He was already worried about leaving Moscow in such troubled times, not to mention that he might have offended Kadenikov. How could he not panic!

After hearing this, Maxim knew that Milhay had misunderstood what he meant.

He smiled and said: "Milhay, you are my most capable assistant. I can't lose your support. I really want you to relax. If you really don't want to, you can come back."

After hearing this, Milhay smiled coquettishly. He was judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

As long as you don't lose your seat, that's fine. As for this transaction, you can only give up.

Compared with his position as deputy minister and Mou Qizhong, which one is more important does not seem to require much consideration, not even for a second.

Mirhay glanced at Mou Qizhong, then lowered his head and respectfully spoke words of thanks and flattery into the phone.

Although Minister Maxim could not see it at this time, who dares to say that this would not reach Minister Maxim's ears.

Milhay's glance made Mou Qizhong feel cold all over. This kind of coldness was even colder than when he was warming up a bonfire in snowy Russia. It was even a thousand times or ten thousand times colder. This kind of coldness was deep and bone-chilling.

cold.

When I was in Russia, although it was cold, my heart was full of hope, thinking that tomorrow would be bright.

But now, it's gone, nothing is gone, there is no hope at all, and the eternity is as silent as the night.

Mou Qizhong instantly aged twenty years.

After two minutes, Milhay put down the phone, and then said directly to the secretary: "Tidy up now, we will go back immediately."

Although Maxim had no intention of taking away his position, he had better go back just to be on the safe side.

As for Mou Qizhong, Milhay didn't even look at him. If it weren't for Mou Qizhong, how could he be remembered by Kadenikov?

Before, he wished that Kadankov knew his name, but now, he would rather not know it!

Mou Qizhong narrowed his eyes slightly and kept thinking, trying to solve this deadlock.

He placed too many hopes and placed too many bets on this matter. It can even be said that he has already spent the rest of his life on this matter.

Even if there is only one percent hope, he can't give up!

But the problem is that he doesn't know how to impress Milhay. Just like him, if 100 million and the position of deputy minister are placed in front of him, he will choose the position of deputy minister without hesitation.

In the face of power, money is nothing!

As for the Xiao Jianbo brothers, when they saw Mou Qizhong's face turned ashen and his whole body looking twenty years older in an instant, the ecstasy in his heart was simply beyond concealment.

For Mou Qizhong, they really wanted to peel off his skin, extract his bones, eat his flesh, and drink his blood. They would never know the beatings Mou Qizhong inflicted on them, the humiliation of being tied up, and the fear of darkness in the basement.

Forgot.

However, just when everyone had different thoughts and tried hard to digest this sudden storm.

The phone suddenly rang again, and everyone's hearts suddenly rose again.

A hint of joy suddenly appeared on Mou Qizhong's face. It would be good if there was an unexpected situation. Anyway, he has completely hit the bottom now. No matter how bad the situation is, it will not be bad. Maybe the accident can bring him a little

Turnaround.

Milhay answered the phone, "I'm Milhay, what can I do?"
Chapter completed!
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