Zhou Qingfeng's words were low and heavy. Every circumstance and setbacks are striking people's hearts, and the reporters present gradually feel the atmosphere is solemn.
This was originally a delightful press conference, but in an instant it became the scene of roaring and shouting to the world.
Everyone can feel the weight, the unwillingness, the arrogance, and the unyielding calmness of the shackles.
When the declaration was over, the venue was quiet for a few seconds, followed by a series of flashing lights.
The media, translators, and Cui Kefu who participated in the conference also felt the vigor and motivation of Zhou Qingfeng's words.
When the translator relayed Zhou Qingfeng's meaning, Cui Kefu, who was in his sixties, had a trembling shock of muscles. He turned his head to look at the young man beside him. Although they were close at hand, they seemed to stand at the opposite ends of time and space.
One end is the Soviet Union, which is about to fall into the abyss, and the other end is China, which is struggling to make progress.
The two stood in the void, with floating islands that kept moving apart at their feet. One rises, jumps, and rushes to the light. One fell, sleepy, and fell into darkness.
Once upon a time, the great Soviet also had such a group of vigorous young people. They relied on their own will and body to create an extremely powerful red empire.
But in less than a hundred years, the dragon-slaying warrior turned into an evil dragon. When the people voted to keep the alliance, the powerful people chose to split.
For Lao Maozi, the great motherland can only be pursued in memory.
The press conference lasted for half an hour, and the media felt that they had gained a lot. When the meeting was over, the reporters in the Imperial Capital Hall even stood up and applauded.
Standing not far away, Xiao Jinlang quietly gave a thumbs up, approving Zhou Qingfeng's last words.
When the two walked out of the hall, Xiao Jinlang still whispered: "I'll go and figure out a way to let you post today's'news broadcast' tonight."
Damn it!
Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and was surprised, "It's such a big deal? I'm a little panicked. Which link can I go to?'The leader is very busy' will definitely not be my turn. Is it'The people are very happy' or'The foreign country is in deep water'?"
Xiao Jinlang rolled his eyes, "If you have a short message, please be content. Don't think too much."
Although the'news broadcast' is broadcast every day, month to month, year after year, ordinary people don't like it. But this is China's public opinion and policy direction, and all major national events are on top.
Both business and politics must be concerned.
If Uncle Zhou really can be on the'news broadcast', his worth will definitely skyrocket a hundredfold.
Panicked!
Zhou Qingfeng murmured, "Everyone will give me money in the future, or use sugar-coated cannonballs to corrode, what can I do? Actually, sugar-coated cannonballs are okay to say, I am most afraid of encountering beauties."
Lin Wan and Oriole followed behind, shocked by Zhou Qingfeng's words just now. Faced with the reporter's camera and questions, the two women also felt proud.
But when he turned his head, his CEO was worried about the'beauty trick'.
What a shame!
I wish I could strangle him!
The press conference is over, but'Holy Light' has something to discuss with the Soviet side.
Cui Kefu took the initiative to shook hands with Zhou Qingfeng, "Zhou, your speech makes people feel powerful, and you will become a hero of this country."
Zhou Qingfeng was humble in a blink of an eye, shaking hands and chuckling: "Our cooperation will make each other a hero of the country."
Cui Kefu wanted to laugh, but there was endless sadness in his heart.
The interior of the Imperial Capital Hall needs to be re-arranged. Anyway, the rent is rented, it is better to change the format of the press conference to face-to-face negotiation. 'Holy Light' put forward a request for the overhaul of the line, and the two sides have to exchange views.
Old Cui Kefu could have gone to the lounge, but stood beside Zhou Qingfeng and asked in a low voice, "Zhou, I agree in principle to export a set of overhaul cords to you. But can I pay for the next transaction?"
Starting from January 1, 1991, the trade exchanges between China and the Soviet Union have been changed to cash settlement. The past trading method of "bartering" is obviously not in the interests of Lao Maozi.
Zhou Qingfeng laughed and said, "Your Excellency Vice Minister, please forgive me. If we continue to barter, the light industrial products we provide can also be used to solve the current shortage of goods in your country's market.
Ordinary people can still benefit.
If it is changed to cash settlement. I am afraid that as soon as the money arrives, it will be divided among the oligarchs, the rich, the corrupt, and foreign speculators.
As far as I know, many people in your country are taking advantage of exchange rate loopholes to cash out. The people’s property is shrinking rapidly... ”
The decline of the alliance is, first of all, the decline of the economy. The collapse of the alliance was the financial collapse at the very beginning. The dignitaries are desperately seeking wealth, leaving no scum on the people.
Zhou Qingfeng's words stung Cui Kefu.
The old Bolshevik looked angry, even more annoyed, and even gritted his teeth. He suddenly spread like an angry lion, waved and interrupted: "Enough, don't talk."
The roar shook the corridor outside the hall, and the reporters had not left yet. A few bold people even raised their cameras on the spot and caught Zhou Qingfeng and Cui Kefu standing side by side into the camera.
People thought that the two had quarreled and changed, but they saw Zhou Qingfeng pat the Deputy Minister on the shoulder. Old Cui Kefu's eyes were red with grief and anger, and he was pulling out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his eyes.
"We were once comrades-in-arms, we were once rivals, and we can be friends in the future. If we don't cooperate, the huge industrial system left by the Soviets will only fall apart and become rusty and mottled.
The West needs your resources at most, not your equipment. Your talents will either stay and do nothing, or go to the Western world.
I know that you are also wary of us and do not want to see a powerful country appear in the East. But the Soviets fell, and someone had to stand up and bear the firepower of the West.
If you don't help us, who else can you help
The mothers in your country are short of food, the girls do not have beautiful dresses, and the market shelves are empty.
Veterans of the Great Patriotic War are selling their medals, and their granddaughters will one day become prostitutes.
The two evils are the lesser of power. When the optimal solution is not found, the sub-optimal solution is the only way. At least I can trade fairly with you and retain the minimum dignity.
Your Excellency Vice Minister, I can actually tell you frankly.
What I want is not just an overhaul line, I also want engineers from Kuibyshev, scientists from the Central Aero Engine Research Institute, and all the good things under the nine Ministries of Defense Industry.
You can think that I am too arrogant, but I am serious. I can choose to cooperate with you, or choose a shameless and greedy guy to cooperate.
Only need tens of thousands or even thousands of dollars, I can find countless people with resources and power in your country. I have always been honest when working with others, it all depends on your choice? "
Before Zhou Qingfeng's words were finished, Cui Kefu trembled in anger. He suddenly wanted to punch this kid, but just as his fist was tightened, the palm of his hand was grabbed by the opponent.
Zhou Qingfeng's strength is nearly four times that of ordinary people. He gently pressed Cui Kefu's hand back, staring into the other's eyes, and whispered: "If this is your answer, then I really want to consider changing to a collaborator."