Chapter 1444 Greater Benefits

Chapter 1446 Greater Interests

Du Fei returned to the suite where he was staying alone, and quickly reviewed the meeting with Shelov in his mind.

Although he had just entered the territory of the Sulian, he had the most intuitive impression of the current situation of the Sulian, which was the local feudalization.

If this situation is only seen from the Far East, it does not seem to be too serious and is in an early stage.

But don’t forget that in the world before Du Fei crossed over, the Sulian collapsed and formed more than a dozen countries in the future, and there was no Far East among them!

Du Fei can reasonably speculate that the situation of "feudalization" in other places is much more serious than in the Far East.

Especially the Baltic coast and several Stans in Central Asia.

Thinking of the world before crossing over, the Sulian finally sent troops to Afhan, but was stuck in the quagmire for ten years and exhausted itself.

I am afraid there is a big pot of feudalization.

Fighting in Afhan requires a huge amount of money every year. This is certainly a heavy burden for the Sulian Central Government, but it is a piece of fat meat for the Central Asian member states next to Afhan.

To a certain extent, their interests are not consistent with Moscow.

It just so happened that Porezhne had given too much indulgence to the local government in order to get promoted. Faced with this situation, he wanted to make some changes, but he was powerless.

The same reason applies to Shelov's initiative to find Du Fei through Natasha this time.

For them, the collective interests of the local government are higher than the overall interests of Moscow.

Du Fei saw through this point and decisively gave them more benefits.

Only if this benefit is tempting enough and enough to kidnap the entire Far East local group, the next step of simultaneous disarmament by both sides will have the hope of success.

From the current point of view, this matter is no longer something that can be solved unilaterally by Moscow.

Even if Moscow agrees in principle, the Far East has a hundred ways to stop it, and even create some tense atmosphere when necessary.

Those troops have become bargaining chips and resources in their hands. Talking about disarmament now is cutting their flesh.

There is only one way to break the deadlock, that is, to create a greater benefit.

Of course, this so-called "greater benefit" is fundamentally impossible to be "greater", but it is enough for individuals to be "greater".

In a nutshell, it is just abandoning the public for the sake of personal interests.

It's just that this "private" must be big enough and substantial enough.

The next day, Du Fei left the sanatorium and boarded the plane again.

Natasha also traveled with him this time.

The two sat opposite each other in the middle of the plane.

It took more than 4,000 kilometers to fly directly from Irkutsk to Moscow.

According to the cruising speed of the K-8 passenger plane, it would take more than six hours.

Du Fei looked out the window at the vast Xianbeilia Plain below, which was covered with snow and lifeless.

Natasha also looked out and suddenly said, "Du, Xianbeilia is right next to you. Why didn't you occupy it, and it eventually became our land?"

Du Fei retracted his gaze and looked at the woman with a playful look.

In fact, Du Fei, like many Huaguo people, felt regretful about losing Xianbeilia.

However, Du Fei knew what the woman in front of him wanted to hear, but he didn't want to let her have her way. He said lightly: "Natasha, my words may not be pleasant to hear, but you Lucia were born in a bitter cold place, how can you understand our ideas."

At this point, Du Fei paused for a moment and said meaningfully: "Since the Tsarist Russia, you have been doing everything you can to get an ice-free port, and any port on our coastline is what you dream of but can't get... What you strive for, we are born with."

Natasha blinked her eyes, and originally wanted to make things difficult for Du Fei, but suddenly she felt that her heart was blocked and she couldn't breathe.

It took a few seconds to recover: "Du, you are really not a gentleman."

Du Fei smiled indifferently: "Gentleman, that's just a trick made up by Westerners to deceive children."

Natasha frowned and said: "Say that in front of me, okay?"

Du Fei said: "What's wrong? You don't think you are part of the West~ I always thought we were comrades in the Eastern camp."

Natasha pouted and didn't respond.

Du Fei said calmly: "Natasha, believe me, if you still subconsciously regard yourself as part of Europe or the West, this kind of thinking will kill you sooner or later."

Natasha frowned and didn't want to continue this topic: "Okay, let's not talk about this. Do you agree to cooperate with Shelov and others?"

Du Fei said: "Of course, it can bring benefits to both parties, why not? What's more, Shelov is a friend you introduced, and I must give you face."

Natasha said: "Don't put the hat on me, don't tell me you don't understand why I left early yesterday. Your cooperation has nothing to do with me, and don't come to me if anything happens in the future."

Du Fei said: "From what you said, it seems that Shelov is not very reliable?"

Natasha pursed her lips and said: "Anyway, I said it in advance."

Du Fei didn't take Natasha's reminder to heart.

It's not that Du Fei is arrogant, but that he is irreplaceable in this matter. Vegetables and fruits from Nanyang are the foundation of all interests.

No matter how powerful the family or group behind Shelov is, it can't solve this problem.

Unless they directly abandon this part of the benefits.

But if they abandon it, why do they take the initiative to contact Du Fei? This is a paradox in itself.

Then Natasha went to the bedroom on the plane to take a nap.

When she woke up, the plane had crossed the Ural Mountains and entered Europe.

Looking down from the air, many places on the East European Plain were still covered with snow.

To the west of the Ural Mountains was an endless forest with many cities scattered among them.

The scale and density of cities here are obviously larger than those east of the Ural Mountains.

1,200 kilometers east of here is Moscow, the capital of Sulian.

After flying for more than an hour, around 1:00 p.m., Du Fei saw the outline of a huge city emerging in the distance through the porthole.

The Moscow River winds through this city with a population of more than nine million.

Natasha noticed Du Fei looking out and smiled and said, "How do you feel when you see Moscow?"

Du Fei retracted his gaze: "Moscow is a great city."

Natasha glanced outside and whispered, "Every inch of land here is smeared with the blood of the Russians."

Neither of them spoke during the landing.

Until a few bumps, the plane landed safely.

Du Fei's entourage was arranged by a special person. He and Natasha came down the gangway and got into a ZIL car directly on the airport apron.

Du Fei had seen this kind of luxury car in China. The Red Flag car replaced this kind of car.

However, this ZIL car was the latest model. Du Fei and Natasha got in the car and drove straight out of the airport.

The road leaving the airport was wide and flat, with dense and tall pine forests on both sides of the road.

The driver was a bearded man in his forties. When Natasha got in the car, she called him Uncle Babunov.

Du Fei knew that this driver was not simple. He should be a confidant of Natasha's grandfather, otherwise he would not be worthy of Natasha's "uncle".

The car drove for about half an hour at a moderate speed. It did not enter the city of Moscow, but came to a suburban villa.

This is not a park, but a villa complex built along the edge of the woods.

The surrounding security is very strict. Nothing can be seen on the surface. They are all hidden stakes and sentries.

The car stopped in front of a dark red all-wood villa.

This villa is made of thick trees, and the diameter of each piece of wood is thicker than that of an adult man.

The surface is painted with dark red anti-corrosion paint, which makes this huge villa more solemn.

Du Fei followed Natasha out of the car, carrying a black suitcase, which he brought from the plane as a gift to meet Natasha's grandfather.

Natasha pushed the door in.

After passing the entrance, there is a large open living room. There is a large fireplace on the north wall facing the entrance, and there are wood piles thicker than thighs burning in it.

An old man sat on the single sofa next to the fireplace, with a blanket covering his legs, wearing reading glasses, and reading a newspaper.

"Grandpa!" Natasha called, quickened her pace, hugged the old man and kissed him.

The old man smiled kindly, patted her face, and turned to look at Du Fei behind him.

Natasha immediately introduced: "Grandpa, this is Du Fei..."

The old man looked at Du Fei and nodded, babble babble said something.

Natasha immediately translated: "Grandpa said you are a handsome man."

Du Fei smiled and opened his mouth to express his gratitude in Russian. Although his pronunciation was not standard, it was quite fluent.

Natasha was stunned. She didn't know that Du Fei spoke Russian so well. When he was with Shelov before, she also acted as a translator.

As for after they separated, Shelov would find a way to solve the communication problem.

In fact, Du Fei has been learning Russian for a long time.

In this era, most of the time, Speed ​​Link is an unavoidable existence, and the importance of Russian is no less than English.

Du Fei opened the suitcase and took out a gift ceramic made by Liling Ceramic Factory in Hunan Province.

The old man took out a white and transparent teacup and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but sigh: "Huaguo's ceramics are really exquisite!"

Du Fei sat on the chair next to him: "Thank you for your compliment."

The old man put the teacup back with a smile, and turned to look at Du Fei: "You are Zhu Jietai's son-in-law~ Speaking of which, I also met your father-in-law in 1957."

Du Fei's heart moved, but he didn't know there was such a situation.

But this is normal. In 1957, Huaguo celebrated the 40th anniversary of the victory of the October Revolution. At that time, Huaguo sent the highest-level delegation.

Dad Zhu was among them. What Grandpa Natasha called a one-time encounter should be a real one-time encounter.

Du Fei said: "Sullian is our big brother and the guide who led us in the right direction. We have never forgotten this."

The old man smiled noncommittally, looked at the flames burning in the fireplace, and said in silence: "The right direction?" Then he looked at Du Fei again: "Young man, don't say those high-sounding words when you come here. I know the situation here better than you do. If you still only say these words, it can only be said that Natasha is wrong. Your level is limited to this, and you are not qualified to come here."

Du Fei was a little confused about what the old man meant. What did he want him to say?

Natasha was silent and didn't look at Du Fei at the side.

The old man took a breath and continued: "Last time you told Natasha that there were big problems with our finances. The central revenue was decreasing, while the local revenue was increasing. This is how your Ming Dynasty perished."

Du Fei remembered that he did say this when he met Natasha last time.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Do you think we will follow in the footsteps of the Ming Dynasty?"

Du Fei thought about it for a while, without flinching, and calmly said: "You are a senior, an elder. Since you want to listen, it's okay for me to say it. Just please don't be angry. If what I say doesn't sound good to you, you can Just think I’m talking nonsense.”

The old man said "hmm" and motioned for Du Fei to continue.

Du Fei said: "You just said that we would follow in the footsteps of the Ming Dynasty. I don't agree with this. Our Ming Dynasty lasted for 276 years from the Northern Expedition of Ming Taizu to drive out the Tartars to the hanging of Emperor Chongzhen on Meishan Mountain. However, Sulian... I'm afraid I can't get to this point."

When the old man heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

Natasha next to her was also surprised, her eyes widened in disbelief, she didn't expect Du Fei to dare to speak so wildly.

He immediately looked at his grandfather and found that the old man was not angry or scolding him.

Instead, he frowned and said, "Tell me the reason."

Du Fei said: "I won't talk about some political issues. They are all commonplace. The most fundamental thing is the economy. Logically speaking, Sulian's current GDP can reach more than 60% of America's, but considering that America's Due to Lika’s distribution issues and higher social operating costs, Sulian’s economic situation should be at least as good as America’s, but the actual situation is exactly the opposite..."

The old man was silent, what Du Fei said was not a secret.

Du Fei continued: "Of course there is an arms race reason for this, but I don't think it is the main reason. The real reason is that the Soviet Union is losing control of the local area. You are not familiar with this matter, and you don't even think that What's the problem? Because you have been like this since ancient times. The Romanov dynasty itself was an empire where feudal separatism and centralized power coexisted. "

Du Fei took a breath and continued: "But Sulian is not the Russian Empire. Once Moscow's control is weakened, there will be consequences that you cannot imagine..."

Although Natasha tried her best to control her expression, she still couldn't hide the shock in her heart.

She really didn't expect that the result of bringing Du Fei to his grandfather would be like this.

On the contrary, her grandfather's cloudy eyes showed a bit of amusement after hearing this: "Young man, are you telling me this, are you afraid of reminding us?"

Du Fei said: "What's there to be afraid of? Besides, these are obvious things. Don't you know if I don't tell you? As for reminding...what can be changed? Unless Comrade Steel is resurrected, there is not much you can do It’s just tinkering.”

The old man frowned at first.

But at this moment, a chuckle came from upstairs: "Young man, you really don't save face when you talk."

A tall old man with glasses came down the wooden stairs.

Du Fei looked over and felt a chill in his heart as he recognized the person.

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