Becoming a Rich Man from Siberia

After getting off the plane, he left the airport with Anna.

Ye Feng finally saw the appearance of Irkutsk as the second largest city in East Siberia.

To be honest, what the annoying middle-aged greasy man said before was indeed right.

It's old and broken!

But you have to choose the right occasion when speaking, right?

I hope he can be more frank in front of the immigration officer. Ye Feng thought so in his heart.

Irkutsk is the capital of Irkutsk Oblast of Luosha State, with a city history of more than 300 years.

It is the largest industrial city in Siberia and a transportation and trade hub.

It is located at the southeast end of Lake Baikal and is the closest city to Lake Baikal.

The city is also at the confluence of the Angara River and the Irkut River. The water system is well developed and the transportation is quite convenient in Siberia.

The above advantages are also one of the important reasons why Ye Feng chose the area near Irkutsk as his initial territory.

After all, as the old saying goes,"If you want to be rich, build roads first."

It is worth mentioning that Irkutsk has the largest aircraft manufacturing plant in Russia - the Irkutsk Aircraft Manufacturing Plant, and a large number of famous aircraft are produced here.

For example, Su-27 and Su-30.

Good stuff!

But to be honest, no matter how good the property is, it will eventually disappear. The Russians don't take good things seriously, the economy is in decline, and these good things will eventually disappear without a trace.

For example, Irkutsk in front of us, the city construction is visibly declining, and it is not as good as the slightly better third-tier cities in China.

After all, it is the largest industrial city in Siberia, right? It's embarrassing.

But Ye Feng is full of passion, because he remembered the words of Caesar,"I come! I see! I conquer!"

Since he came here, how could he not change something?

Of course, he can start with the beauty around him!

Ye Feng and Anna stood outside the airport to discuss the next itinerary.

Anna said that she would go to the Irkutsk State Government to do something tomorrow, and then fly to Moscow.

Ye Feng was thinking about his farm and wanted to fly to it immediately to see what it looked like.

But it was already past four in the afternoon and it was still more than 400 kilometers away from his farm. It was not realistic to rush there today.

Even if he rushed there, it would be dark and it would be unsafe.

So it was natural for the two of them to stay together for a while longer.

Anna smiled and said:

"Since we can't make it today, why don't I treat you and let's have a meal together?"

Ye Feng was of course happy to do so, but he still raised a little objection,"Ha, in our China, treating is the privilege of boys!"

Anna shook her head and said:

"You also have the saying that guests should follow the host's wishes. In Luosha, I am the host and you are the guest. How can I let you treat me? Besides, we Luosha don't have the culture of competing to pay the bill like you do!"

Ye Feng laughed,"Okay, then it's up to you, but you must come to my farm in the future. I won't be able to sleep if I don't return the favor you gave me."

Anna blinked,"Of course, I also want to see your farm, but I don't have time to go this time."

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Ye Feng was a little confused. This girl is quite bold?

"Are you hungry now?" Anna asked. Ye

Feng shook his head. They had eaten some airplane meals on the plane. It was past four o'clock now, so they didn't feel hungry.

"Then we'll have dinner later. I'll walk you around the city first. Although I'm from Moscow, I used to come to Irkutsk often and I'm very familiar with it."

Ye Feng followed Anna and acted like a tourist. It was his first time going abroad, so he had to see the world.

The artistic atmosphere in Luosha Country is quite awesome. Even though the city is rather run-down now, everything related to art still shows how awesome this country was before.

Churches, theaters, museums, libraries, schools and other buildings all have a very high aesthetic level.

This reminded him of the Moscow subway that had been circulated on the Internet before, which was decorated with murals like a palace. It highlights a person's humanistic accomplishment.

It was rare to see foreigners on the street, but it was him, a man with black eyes and black hair, who attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Maybe they are not looking at me, but Anna?"

Ye Feng laughed at himself.

I have to say that Anna is really beautiful. There are also beauties on the streets of Irkutsk, but none of them is more beautiful than Anna.

That is a kind of beauty that emanates from the spirit.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a great figure. It is not the kind of big breasts and fat hips that are common in foreign countries, but the high-end lines that are in line with the aesthetics of the Chinese.

After walking around for a while, Anna took Ye Feng into a restaurant with a very high-end decoration style.

There was a stage in the middle, and an old-fashioned band was playing an unknown piece of music with a distinct Rakshasa style.

Anna ordered a few dishes, one steak and one white salmon for each person. , a special borscht.

There was also a meat pie that was made by someone unknown method, with a funny white paper flower on it.

In addition, a bottle of red wine was ordered.

The white paper flower looked like it was a substitute for the dishes.

Amid the soothing music, the two talked about literature, anecdotes, and enjoyed the food.

The meal lasted nearly an hour.

Ye Feng looked at the beauty in front of him and suddenly remembered a song.

He stood up a little nervously and walked towards the band in the middle of the stage, and communicated with the band members.

Then he stood in the lead singer's position.

A melodious and soft tune sounded, and Ye Feng looked at Anna and said in standard Rakshasa language:

"I want to dedicate this song to my friend, Anna. But if I don't sing it well, I would like to apologize to everyone here first, please forgive me!"

The people eating in the restaurant couldn't help but burst into laughter, but most of them cast kind eyes on Ye Feng.

The tune gradually improved, and Ye Feng finally began to sing, his voice was low, and it was also in Rakshasa language. Late at night, the garden was quiet everywhere, only the wind was singing softly.

The night is so beautiful, the heart is so cheerful.

In this charming night, the night is so beautiful. The heart is so cheerful, in this charming night.

The stream flows quietly and ripples slightly, and the water reflects the silver moonlight.

I can vaguely hear someone singing softly, what a quiet night.

My sweetheart sits beside me, secretly looking at me without making a sound.

I want to speak, but I don't know how to speak.

So many words remain in my heart. I want to speak, but I don't know how to speak. So many words remain in my heart.

The long night is about to pass and the sky is dim. I sincerely wish you all the best, girl.

I hope that from now on, you and I will never forget the night outside Moscow. I hope that from now on, you and I will never forget the night outside Moscow.